"Master, isn't this paper crane the one you threw away yesterday?" The followers next to him couldn't help but ask. They saw this paper crane flowing along the undercurrent yesterday, why did it appear again now?

"Yes." Although the little marquis felt strange, he was thinking more about it. Someone was tugging on it. He tore the paper crane and threw it to his followers, and said, "You take it and throw it away."

The follower was busy and stuffed it into his sleeves.

Another day passed, when the little marquis opened his eyes in the morning, he saw the paper crane at the head of the bed sitting quietly on his pillow, with the crane's mouth still facing him.

After looking at the paper crane for a while, the little marquis's eyes were filled with emotion. However, he still held the paper crane in his hand and turned over to look under his wings.

Under the wings, there was a shallow scratch on it.

After seeing the scratch, the little marquis was obviously stunned.

This was a small mark he deliberately made yesterday. But at this moment, the paper crane mark was still there, but there was no trace of being torn apart from the upper and lower parts.

After turning and looking at the paper crane, he got off the bed and asked the girl who came in to serve him, "Has anyone been here last night?"

When he went to bed at night, the girls in the room took turns to watch the night, and they would basically not know if there was any movement.

The girls shook their heads together, "No."

After getting this answer, the little marquis nodded, changed his robe, and headed straight to the palace with a paper crane.

Although I don’t know what happened to this paper crane, there are people in the palace who can help solve this problem.

...

As a minister favored by the saint, the little marquis has a token for entering the palace, so you can enter the palace at any time if you want to.

It was almost morning now. The little marquis looked at the time and the court meeting was almost over. I thought that his Majesty should have known about his visit to the palace. He only needs to wait next.

After waiting for almost an hour or so, a palace servant finally came to tell the story that His Majesty summoned him in the imperial study room.

A frivolity that did not match his personality appeared on his face inertia, and the little marquis followed him to the imperial study room.

When he entered the imperial study, all the ministers who were discussing the matter had left, and only the saints sitting at the desk reviewing the memorials were there.

Seeing him coming, the saint looked up and smiled at him and said, "You haven't entered the palace for a few days. I thought you were hanging with Liu Fuyun and forgot your sister."

This is something he knows clearly.

The little marquis hurriedly leaned over and shouted injustice: "I am wronged. I just think that I am too impulsive and frivolous, and I am afraid of hitting the little nephew in the Empress's belly, so I thought I should endure it outside the palace first and wait until the Empress is successfully delivered before entering the palace to congratulate her."

The saint knew that this brother-in-law did not like being restrained, and he did not make things difficult for him, "Why do you think about entering the palace again today?"

The little marquis looked a little embarrassed, "Your Majesty, don't think that Weichen has not entered the palace, but Weichen has always been thinking about you, Empress and his little nephew. There are some things, the more you care about you, the more you care. A few days ago, I was suddenly talked to me by a woman on the road. She gave me a paper crane, saying that if the Empress encountered any problems when she was about to give birth, everything would be solved by burning this paper crane. I would definitely not believe this in normal times, but I will tell you that since my brother passed away, Weichen has been particularly afraid of losing relatives again. And a woman's childbirth is another gate of hell. Just think that Weichen is obsessed with ghosts. After two or three days of twists and turns over and over again, I finally wanted to send this paper crane to you to seek peace of mind."

As he finished speaking, the man knelt on the ground and presented the paper crane with his hands.

The saint's expression had not changed, and he signaled to the eunuch to answer, saying, "If I don't accept this thing today, will you have to bother me all day?"

"Your Majesty, you are too worried," the young marquis smiled happily and said with a smile: "This day is not enough, it takes less than three days."

These words made the saint laugh. He threw the note in his hand in front of him, "Get out quickly, don't disturb me from handling state affairs."

The little marquis did not hide, but just knelt down and bowed and said, "Then I will retreat first today. When you look back and see the Empress, you must tell her that I have come."

After quitting the imperial study room, the little marquis rubbed his face and felt relieved.

After he left, the eunuch in the imperial study asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, can this paper crane be sent to Yikun Palace?"

The saint kept penning in his hand and said, "Go and invite the national teacher."

"Yes." The Gong Shi responded immediately and ordered the eunuch below to invite someone.

"Godfather, this paper crane really has such a miraculous effect?" the little eunuch asked in a suppressed voice.

Gong Shi looked at the paper crane in his hand and pulled the corner of his mouth.

How could this kind of thing have such an effect?

To put it bluntly, this is just because the Yong'an Marquis Mansion is worried, so he uses the reason of paper crane to remind the saint to pay attention to the harem. After all, there are so many women in the harem staring at it, who can guarantee that there will be no accidents then?

Your Majesty knows this, so he is not angry with the little marquis's nonsense.

Now I ask the national master to come and see it. I am telling everyone inside and outside the palace that he attaches great importance to the children in the empress's belly and lets the demons and gods in the dark restrain themselves. Otherwise, the small paper crane would not alarm the national master.

...

Qingsong View.

After Fu Yao came back, Sanniang said to her: "Master, there is news about what you asked for before."

"Oh?" Fu Yao sat down.

"Last night, an old ghost came, saying that he knew the tomb of Empress Xiao in the previous dynasty, and that the person who laid the acupoints for Empress Xiao was the head of the Zhengyuan Sect. I didn't know much about Zhengyuan Sect in the previous dynasty, but when I was in the capital, I heard that the master of this dynasty was the head of the contemporary Zhengyuan Sect." Sanniang said, "I just don't know if these two sects are the same."

"National Master?" Fu Yao said, "Yes or no, just go and see."

Although he said so, Fu Yao did not go to the capital immediately.

The man in the palace has been born for some days, and there is a paper crane left there, so there is no need for her to pay attention to it all the time.

"Sanniang," Fu Yao took a deep breath of the Wenyun around him, "The Wenyun around him seems to be stronger."

Sanniang couldn't feel this, and she said, "Mr. Lu'an from the foot of the mountain has a visit. I think this is the reason for this."

"Is that true? Then I want this article to be more prosperous, you know how to do it."

Sanniang thought for a moment and said, "I will visit Mr. Lu'an tonight."

After the night passed, Fu Yao didn't ask what Sanniang had said to Mr. Luan, but the story of Mr. Luan's intention to build academy in Lishui quickly spread.

The old man has a reputation and there are a constant stream of people coming to study. Later, the old man left behind to thank the guests. Those who were studying gradually dispersed when they saw that there was no hope.

Now the old man suddenly said he wanted to run a college, and the whole Lishui was shocked.

After being surprised, County Magistrate Du immediately set a piece of land without saying a word, and also allocated special funds to him, looking like he was missing whatever he lacked.

"No matter what you want, as long as you speak, I will prepare it for you." County Magistrate Du said happily.

He studied when he was young, and it has been more than twenty years since then. He didn't expect to have another chance to listen to his teacher's teachings, which made him not excited.

However, Mr. Lu'an said: "This academy is only opened in my name, and I don't have the energy to teach anymore. I have written a letter to my students and friends and invited them to come. As for how much I can come, I can't guarantee it."

He was very grateful to Master Fu for helping him find his grandson, but he never had the chance to thank him. So last night the maid came over and proposed to build a college, and he agreed without saying a word.

He couldn't guarantee other things, but he could do this within his ability. Even if he had a broken face, he would invite a few powerful people to come.

"This is even better. The students were worried that your body wouldn't be able to bear it." said Du County Magistrate, "Then I will also write to my father and ask him to help recommend some people."

He sincerely hoped that Mr. can stay here. Now that he has such a good opportunity, he naturally admired him.

After this matter was settled so happily, all parties were looking for someone to find someone, and the school built the academy. Seeing that the academy was rising day by day, the happiest person was the villagers of Fangjia Village.

The academy is built in their village, so their children can also study with them in the future. They can make a lot of money by raising ducks now, and using this money to send their children to study is just right.

"I should thank the host for this." Fang Er said to his wife privately, "If it weren't for her, there wouldn't be such a good thing in our mountain valley."

He knew very well that all the high-ranking officials came for the audience.

But Zhang Liuniang reminded him: "This kind of good thing has nothing to do with us." The scholars are all boys, but their family doesn't.

Fang Eryi thought, and said, "Then I will go to the mountain tomorrow to ask the master for the audience so that the old man can also accept female students."

Fang Er was not a joke. The next day he really went to the Taoist temple. No one knew how Fu Yao was back, but when the newly built Lishui Academy at the foot of the mountain took students, it opened the first female school class for the entire Great Zhou Dynasty.

While the academy is being opened in Lishui County, the day when the queen is about to be born is getting closer and closer in the capital, and the atmosphere in Beijing is becoming more and more different.

Almost everyone inside and outside the palace was staring at the queen's child.

The saint is only twenty-five years old now, with only two princesses under his knees. If the queen can give birth to a prince, she will be the eldest son and the legitimate heir of the Great Zhou in the future.

This is related to the future of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so not only the harem watched, but even the court officials of the previous dynasty were paying attention.

In the first half of the month of delivery, His Majesty summoned the wife of the Marquis of Yong'an to accompany him. First, to express his grace, second, to hope that his wife would relax, third, to let the wife of the Marquis help to watch the Yikun Palace.

But even so, something happened on the day the queen was about to give birth.
Chapter completed!