Time passed by bit by bit, the sky was already dark, and the lamp stand on the second floor was full of oil lamps.

The painful shouts and Wenpo's encouragement in the house have never stopped.

Listening to the pain inside the house, the sound of hoarseness became more and more hoarse, and the group could only wait outside the delivery room anxiously.

Suddenly, a loud cry in the delivery room immediately shocked everyone!

Fang Zhengyi and Emperor Jing Li Yuanzhao looked at each other a few times, and a joy appeared in their eyes.

Born! Born!

The next moment, Wenpo pushed the door out with a happy look on his face.

Fang Zheng was about to break in as soon as he was silenced, and his heart was like a cat being caught. He wanted to go in and see how Li Miaohan was doing.

The Wenpo quickly reached out to block him and said, "Congratulations to Lord Fang, congratulations to Lord Fang, mother and son, safe! Lord Fang, you can't go in yet, stay for a while!"

The word "peace" is in my ears, Fang Zhengyi's whole body is soft and almost collapsed on the ground. Fortunately, Li Yuanzhao helped her in time.

Fang Zheng wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It's good if people are fine, are children boys or girls?"

Wenpo was stunned.

"I'll go back and take a look!"

After saying that, he turned around and started.

"Master Fang, you're a man!" A voice came from the ward.

Fang Zhengyi showed a dementia smile.

Hello, boy, boys will be strong laborers in the future.

Emperor Jing looked at Fang Zhengyi silently, with relief in his eyes.

It seems that he is really anxious and really cared about Miaohan.

"Zhengyi, he said that the mother and son are safe, and asked the man and woman, have the child's name been given?"

When Emperor Jing asked, Fang Zhengyi remembered.

The child's name has not been well received. When Li Miaohan was pregnant, the two had discussed this issue more than once.

Fang Zheng’s name was rejected one by one.

At this moment, Emperor Jing mentioned it again, and Fang Zhengyi began to think about it again.

Fang Yun, Fang Qiangdong, Fang Fite, Fang Bus,... Since Miaohan cannot accept it, her father-in-law will definitely not accept it either. What a good name, but unfortunately, she is not very suitable for the local name, so she can only choose a localized name.

"After the son has decided, he will ask him to work."

"The reason why he was named Labor is profound. Our family has been diligent for generations, and we are proud of the country's labor and discipline others and ourselves. Now the next generation must continue to inherit and carry forward the tradition of loving labor, so that others will want to work actively after hearing it. To be honest, my sons and ministers want to change it to this name to encourage their subordinates to contribute to the country."

Li Yuanzhao burst out laughing, quickly covered her mouth, and then said, "Old Fang, I thought you had to name him Fang Aiguo, Fang Aimin, etc., but I didn't expect it to be more rustic! Good work, good name!"

These two shameless bastards! They are both fathers, and they still use my grandson to make fun of them?

Emperor Jing pulled the corner of his mouth, first glared at Li Yuanzhao, then looked at Fang Zhengyi and said coldly: "Then you call Fang Laodai in the future! I will pick up my grandson's name in person."

"Well....."

While he was talking, Wen Po walked out of the ward again with her cradle in her arms, and came to Fang Zhengyi and said, "Sir Fang, look at the child. The house is still being cleaned. After it is cleaned up, you can go and see the princess."

Emperor Jing and Li Yuanzhao also approached to take a look at the newborn.

Fang Zheng looked at the baby in the cradle and frowned.

I saw a wrinkled child lying in the swagger, looking like an old man.

Now I don't cry much, my little hand is holding it unconsciously.

It's not a question of being good-looking. To say he's ugly is to praise him.

Although he is his own son, he does not seem to be as ecstasy as he imagined.

"It's so ugly." Fang Zhengyi sighed.

"Yes, why do you look like this? You're not so sensible at all, you won't be sick, right?" Li Yuanzhao added in a daze.

Emperor Jing also happened to lean over and was furious when he heard this: "You two ignorant beasts! This is the case with the newborn child, and it will be nice after a while."

As he said that, he grabbed Fang Laodong and gently held him in his arms, teased him with his fingers: "How ugly is this child? Look how his eyebrows look like me."

"Father, he has not yet had eyebrows." Li Yuanzhao reminded me considerately.

Fang Zhengyi nodded.

"Get out! You all get out of here, don't you go and see how Miaohan is going!?" Emperor Jing was furious.

Just forget Li Yuanzhao is stupid, but Fang Zhengyi is not very smart today.

The two of them work hard together. If you say something more, he may be angry and suffer from a cerebral hemorrhage!

Soon after, the ward was cleaned up, and the wife of Wen pushed open the door and signaled Fang Zhengyi to enter.

Fang Zheng hurriedly walked into the house, and Emperor Jing came with the child in his arms.

Li Miaohan's face was bloodless at this moment, and she lay sickly on the bed. When she saw Fang Zheng coming, she forced a smile: "Husband, where is the son?"

"How are you? My son is holding him, so he's fine."

Emperor Jing sat down beside the bed and handed Fang Laolai to Li Miaohan, and said softly: "Miaohan, the child is fine, you can rest well first."

Li Miaohan looked at the face of the "little old man" in the cradle, and she actually pushed her half of her body to hold the child.

Fang Zhengyi quickly pressed her down and said, "Listen to your father, you should rest first, and then hug her after you have rested. The child is still ugly now."

Li Miaohan opened her beautiful eyes wide, slowly glared at Fang Zhengyi, and said angrily: "How can you say that your child is like this? Do you don't like him?"

"I like it, I like it so much..." Fang Zhengyi laughed twice.

"Father, have the child's name been given?" Li Miaohan asked weakly.

Emperor Jing thought to himself, "After getting up, let's ask Chen Yu to borrow Hong Chen from thousands of miles to get you the meaning of being honest."

Li Miaohan nodded happily.

It is worthy of being the father and being much more reliable than being a husband.

I had to give my child four words called Fang Yinstein, which made me feel so angry that my stomach hurt.

Fang Zheng curled his lips.

This name is too inferior, not as generous and practical as Fang Labor!

My son will definitely be in charge of management in the future. This leader is called Labor. Do people below dare to lie down?

What a pity... some people don't know the goods.

Then, several people started chatting around the child. The delivery room was filled with a warm atmosphere.

Emperor Jing hugged Fang Chenyu and shook it gently, his hands patted from time to time, and his face was full of doting.

I was so amused that I had to stretch out my fingers and click around his mouth.

Fang Zheng felt a little unhygienic when he saw it. He wanted to speak but stopped a few times, but finally he held it back.

If the elderly want to tease their children, let them tease them... If they are not afraid of being dirty, they should be considered as cultivating resistance.

Fang Zhengyi asked, "Your Majesty, I heard that Wei Liangdi in the palace is about to give birth in the past two days. I wonder how the palace is prepared?"

Emperor Jing said: "Well, I heard from the Imperial Hospital that it has been in these few days. But you have given me a good omen. I hope everything goes well in the palace."

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Chapter completed!