Chapter seven hundred and seventy-fifth childbirth
So many things happened in the Zhou Dynasty this year. King Jian rebelled, the slaves started a chaos, the Tatars attacked the Zhou Dynasty, and Empress Chengxiao Gongren died. In order to reverse the current situation, the emperor summoned the Ministry of Rites and Si Tianjian to change the year.
The name is: Shengwei, and starting from the first month of the second year is the first year of Shengwei.
At the end of the first month of the first year of Shengwei, in Changzhou, in the Song Mansion.
Zhao Ruzhen walked quickly into the inner house, warmed her hands in the side room, and waited until the coldness dissipated from her body before going to the main house. As soon as she stepped into the door, the scene in front of her immediately stunned her.
There was a man standing in the middle of the room. The man's belly was bulging high, and his huge belly seemed to stretch out his clothes. He was walking hard in the room holding his waist, stopping to pant from time to time. His appearance was indescribable.
pain.
While walking, the man stumbled suddenly and was about to fall to the ground. The servants in the room let out a "yeah" but did not come forward to help him. Instead, they all covered their mouths and laughed.
Even Zhao Ruzhen couldn't help laughing at this scene.
Just because the scene in front of me was indescribably weird, the person with the big belly was clearly a man.
And that man was none other than Prince Anyi.
Hearing her laughter, Xu Qing'an immediately turned his head, and the sad look on his face suddenly disappeared. He was about to go forward to greet her. Suddenly, he remembered his current dress, and immediately nimbly hid behind the screen.
Finally, because his belly was too big, he couldn't squeeze it in. After struggling for a long time, he still couldn't do it. Xu Qing'an finally gave up and had to walk out again, pretending to be nonchalant and greeted Zhao Ruzhen: "Sister Ruzhen, you are here, you came just in time.
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The prince seemed to have forgotten the embarrassment at this moment in a blink of an eye. Zhao Ruzhen couldn't help but said: "What is the prince doing?"
Xu Qingan said seriously: "I am doing this all for my sister. Seeing that my sister is about to give birth, I feel worried."
Zhao Ruzhen was still puzzled. Why did the Crown Prince dress up like this because he was worried? The Crown Prince's thoughts were different from others, and they were always so unexpected.
Xu Qingan said: "Then I will teach my nephew well and tell him that it is not easy for his mother to conceive him. He should be born obediently and not let his mother suffer." He raised his eyebrows and said, "How about it, sister Ruzhen?"
Do you think my method is good?"
Zhao Ruzhen pursed her lips and smiled but said nothing.
Xu Qing'an said: "Maybe if my sister sees me like this, everything will go well."
While talking, Mr. Liao had already checked Xu Qinghuan's pulse, and Song Chengxuan helped Xu Qinghuan out.
Xu Qinghuan's originally calm mood was suddenly disturbed when he saw his brother's appearance. Every time Ruzhen came, his brother always caused trouble. I don't know if this was fate.
Xu Qingan immediately stepped forward: "How is my sister feeling today? What did Mr. Liao and Po Wen say?"
"It's not the day yet." Xu Qing said with a smile.
My brother seemed to be even more anxious than she, a mother, and it was still more than half a month before the time came, but now he was busy.
The same goes for Master Song. As long as she has the slightest trouble, he will immediately get up and ask her about her situation, let alone the elders in the family.
They were so nervous that she wasn't afraid at all.
"Hurry up and take off the basin from your belly," Mrs. Xu couldn't help but frown, "What's going on? You're going to be your uncle soon. It's time to restrain your temper."
Xu Qing'an seemed not to have heard anything and went to help Mrs. Xu with the basin on her head.
Mrs. Xu had nothing to do with him. She looked at Qing Huan worriedly: "When the child is born, don't let his uncle come forward."
Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but smile. Her mother didn't know that her brother had given her a book as early as when she was a slave. It looked like a very serious book. When she opened it, she saw that the annotations at the back were all about Beijing's food and gold and stone toys. Brother
I am determined to pass these on.
Everyone talked lively for a while.
Song Chengxuan stayed close to Xu Qinghuan's side, and Xu Qing'an managed to squeeze over: "Sister, I am also prepared. If my nephew is going to be born early, we should be prepared, right?"
As soon as Xu Qingan finished speaking, he felt a gloomy gaze fall on him, and he immediately shrank his neck. At this time, he did not want to offend his brother-in-law. When he first arrived in Changzhou, in order to publicize his achievements in Nuer, he
I just wanted to take up a position in the army, but my brother-in-law readily agreed.
Before he had put on his official uniform and entertained everyone, his brother-in-law took him to the boat to practice. He circled the big ship, the small boat, the eagle ship, and the lucky ship. It took him three months to stand on the ground with two feet. What a shame, it was his brother-in-law who arranged it.
That Zhao Tong was walking with him, and that Zhao Tong gave him a boring look.
Anyway, the matter has been settled, and my sister is happy. The nephew in her belly must have also left a deep impression on him, so he has to accept it as soon as possible and hide his merit and fame.
Xu Qing'an was about to remove the basin from his stomach, but turned around and took a few steps.
"Mom," Xu Qinghuan suddenly felt a warm current flowing down her legs, "I don't know if... I'm going to give birth."
The room was quiet for a moment, then became busy.
Xu Qinghuan felt his body light up and was held in Song Chengxuan's arms.
Mrs. Xu ordered the steward: "Quickly go and ask for Po Wen."
Xu Qing'an was stunned there, unable to move for a long time, but Zhao Ruzhen came forward and said: "Master, please go and wait outside. The female family members must be left in the house."
Po Wen went into the house to check, and immediately ordered someone to boil water.
Xu Qingan looked at the basins of hot water being brought in, and the people holding cloth towels and scissors. He felt that his legs and feet were a little weak. He stood frozen on the spot, as if he had turned into a stone sculpture.
After a while, someone came out with a red-dyed cloth towel. Seeing these people, Xu Qingan's eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground with a "duang" sound. The basin on his belly also fell out of his arms and rolled to the ground.
The mother in charge, who was already very nervous, saw this situation and had no time to think about it, so she blurted out: "Someone, come quickly, the prince has given birth."
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Facts have proved that Xu Qinghuan was still too confident, thinking that she would pass the birth stage easily. In fact, when the pain was overwhelming, she could hardly breathe.
I vaguely heard Mrs. Wen say that if the water breaks too early, it will inevitably lead to strenuous efforts. Grandma should just bear it a little longer.
As time went by, all the strength in her body was exhausted, and her spirit fell into a trance, as if everything around her was leaving her.
"Qing Huan."
Song Chengxuan's low and hoarse voice came.
"Grandma, you can't sleep over."
"Qing Huan."
He called urgently to pull her back, but there was another burst of pain, and her whole body was about to be torn apart.
"It's born, it's born."
The loud cry of the baby echoed throughout the house.
"Congratulations, uncle, grandma is so happy to have Lin'er."
Xu Qinghuan turned around and looked over. The child was wrapped in swaddling clothes. He clenched his little hands tightly, opened his mouth wide, and cried so loudly that it seemed as if he was about to lift the roof. It took him a long time to stop.
Song Chengxuan took the child and placed it next to Xu Qinghuan, stretched out his arms to hug the mother and son tightly, and pressed his lips on Xu Qinghuan's forehead.
His usually strong and strong arms were now trembling slightly.
Xu Qinghuan knew that Song Chengxuan must have been panicked when she was confused just now. She had no time to talk to Song Chengxuan, so she turned to look at the infant child next to her.
The childish little face, so small.
Looking at the child's features, Xu Qinghuan thought vaguely, he looked a lot like Mr. Song.
