In the Tang Dynasty, Jin Erkang touched his hand and saw that he had left, so he took it back silently and said to his son: "Tianbao, when grandma gives birth to your little brother later, grandma will give Tianbao a task."
Tianbao's grape eyes opened wide and he nodded cutely: "Ren Mu!"
"Yes, the mission, Tianbao must remember it."
She warned him carefully three or four times, and Ping'er looked on and laughed: "Look at your highness, he keeps nodding his head, as if he really understands."
He Qianbi said: "He just understands! He is so smart! I carried him around the Imperial Garden. Where are the flowers with thorns, where are the wells, where are the steps? I will remember it once and remember it clearly. Once I arrive, I will
Point with your finger."
"I know that too," Ping'er said, "but this is too complicated. I don't think His Highness can remember these three things."
"I think I can remember it. How about we make a bet?"
Ping'er thought for a while: "Okay, bet!"
So a few people started betting and dragged Yan San to preside over the game. Ping'er paid two for one, He Qianbi paid ten for one, and the middle party didn't pay.
The middle side is that Tianbao can remember to go to his father when he arrived, but he can't remember what Tang Shijin asked him to do, or he didn't complete all three things... This game is also set up cunningly.
When everyone's discussion was almost complete and all the bets were placed, Tang Shijin himself invested a sum of money in He Qianbi's side, and then said: "Okay, now that the bets are over, go ask the imperial doctor Wen Po, I'm starting to feel pain."
Everyone: "..."
He Qianbi's whole body collapsed, and the man's true voice came out: "Can you stop being like this! Sooner or later I will be scared to death by you!"
Ping'er was so anxious that his voice became hoarse: "When did it start to hurt? How should I tell the imperial doctor!"
Tang Shijin said: "When Yan Baiwei left... I told Tianbao that I would have a little brother in a while. Didn't you hear it?"
Ping'er said: "I thought you were teasing your children!! Ahhh! Come on, come on!"
Then there was a chaos of war and chaos.
Tang Shijin was quite leisurely and walked to the delivery room without anyone's help: "It's not that the amniotic fluid has broken, it's just a pain. Why are you so anxious? I won't give birth in three or two hours!"
Multiple babies are usually born early, and they are already eight months old now, so Wen Po, the doctor, and so on, have already been prepared and will be in place within a quarter of an hour.
Yan Baiwei had just summoned the courtiers to discuss matters. As soon as he got the report, he even used Qinggong and disappeared in a whoosh. Several scholars looked at each other in shock.
As early as when the fuss started, the nanny took Tianbao away. Tianbao didn't know what happened. The nanny held him and fed him. Tianbao said: "I want Aniang, I want Aniang."
The wet nurse said, "I'm not free. I'm giving birth to a little brother for Your Highness!"
With this sentence, the one-year-old and eight-month-old little Highness's eyes widened, and then he shouted, "Daddy! Daddy!" Seeing that the nanny didn't move, he kept pointing at the door, wanting to get down and leave by himself:
"Dad! Daddy!"
The nanny didn't dare to disturb the emperor at this time, so she could only hold him and coax him. Later, He Qianbi remembered it, came over and was surprised, and then she really hugged him and went to find Yan Baiwei.
It was already dusk, and people were busy lighting lamps everywhere. Yan Baiwei was walking around anxiously.
He Qianbi brought the child over, and he frowned and said, "What are you doing with Tianbao now?"
Tianbao opened his hands for him to hug, and Yan Baiwei hugged him over, coaxing him in a low voice: "Tianbao, please go back obediently. Daddy is not free right now. Grandma is giving birth to a little brother!"
Tianbao said in a milky voice: "Daddy is afraid of having a younger brother! Tianbao covers him!"
He opened his chubby hands and covered his ears.
Yan Baiwei was stunned, and was extremely moved for a moment. He probably repeated "My son is a child prodigy", "My son is really filial" and so on in his mind.
Then he gently hugged the little fat man and whispered: "Thank you, Tianbao, daddy is fine, daddy is not afraid."
Yan Sanping'er and others stared at them helplessly.
After covering it for a long time, Yan Baiwei gently pulled his hand away, and then the little fat man covered it back firmly.
Yan Baiwei felt that she could not undermine her son's filial piety, so she let him cover her for a while, then gently pulled away and coaxed him softly: "Tianbao, can you go back for dinner? Daddy still has to wait for mother here.
"
The little fat man groaned for a while before Yan Baiwei handed it over to He Qianbi.
He Qianbi sighed, thinking that she had only accomplished one thing and would lose this time.
Unexpectedly, the little fat man opened his hands, turned around nimbly, threw himself into Yan Baiwei's arms, and patted his back: "Stay with daddy! Sweet baby, stay with daddy!"
The old father's heart melted, he hugged his son and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, stay with daddy."
He had a look on his face, "A filial son is such a sweet burden," and he simply asked someone to bring a chair over.
Tang Shijin was quite quiet at the moment, and it didn't matter if he waited outside. Yan Baiwei hugged his son and sat down, talking to him all the time. The little fat man tilted his head, thinking hard.
The people beside him, He Qianbi and Yan Sanping'er, couldn't help but be distracted. They glanced at him again and again, wondering if the little fat man could remember the third thing.
As a result, the little fat man actually remembered it. He kissed Yan Baiwei and said loudly: "Sweet baby love!!"
He Qianbi let out a long breath, and looked at Yan San with a look that was almost crazy, fully expressing the meaning of "follow the God of Wealth to win without losing", and Yan San also understood it strangely.
The old father Yan Baiwei finally realized something was wrong. He asked He Qianbi: "What did Jin'er teach you?"
"Yes!!" He Qianbi was afraid that his joy would have weakened, so she said in a very emotional voice: "Master started to feel pain when you left, but in the end, he endured the pain and taught His Highness these three things! Your Highness
I actually remembered them all!”
Yan Baiwei smiled and kissed the top of his son's hair: "Tianbao is so smart. Daddy also loves Tianbao. Daddy loves my mother-in-law, loves Tianbao, and loves my younger brother!"
In the delivery room, Tang Shijin couldn't help but let out a cry. Yan Baiwei frowned, picked up her son, walked inside, and sent her son to the baby room at the back. After coaxing him for a while, he came back.
In fact, Tang Shijin's birth went quite smoothly this time. After feeling the unbearable pain, less than two hours later, he heard a "wow" sound and a very thin cry, and Tang Shijin gave birth to his first baby...
Then one after another...
After giving birth to four children, Tang Shijin thought it was over. She just took a breath, but Po Wen held her leg again: "Harder!"
Tang Shijin, Ping'er, and the rest almost all said in unison: "There's more?!"
In fact, Po Wen's face was also white, and she was sweating nervously, but her face was quite stable, and she said: "Also, Your Majesty, use force! Use force!"
Tang Shijin could only use his strength again.
Just as she was holding back her strength, for no apparent reason, she suddenly remembered the popular internet plot about mental retardation, where the heroine gave birth to a child and was taken away by the hero. Unexpectedly, a few years later, the heroine would return with the baby King... because
The heroine gave birth to twins.
She burst out laughing, then lost her energy and hummed a few times.
Wen Po was anxious, "Your Majesty! Don't laugh! Try harder!"
Tang Shijin could only take a breath, suppress his laughter, and started to exert force again...
Yan Baiwei outside listened to everything and couldn't help but laugh or cry. How can I put it in words? I will only regret it when the book is used. It's so complicated that there are no words to describe it.