The next day, around three o'clock in the morning, Liu Mingzhi woke up from his sleep.
Raising his hand and patting the heavy back of his head, Liu Mingzhi looked around, with a trace of astonishment flashing in his eyes.
“Weren’t we supposed to go to Lingyi and Bizhu’s place last night? Why did we end up in Sister Ya’s room?”
“Husband, are you awake? I have made some sobering soup. You can drink it after you wash up!”
Liu Mingzhi looked at Qi Ya who came in with a soup bowl and shook his head: "Sister Ya, why am I here with you?"
Qi Ya handed the hot towel to Liu Mingzhi, smiled softly, picked up the green salt and warm water for washing, and sat on the edge of the bed.
“I missed you, so I took you over! What? You don’t allow me to occupy you for one more day?
No wonder my sister Wanyan always says that you only laugh when you see new people, and you are heartless when you don’t cry when you see old people. You really love the new and hate the old!"
"No, no, Sister Ya, you have really wronged your husband. If I were really tired of being with Bizhu and Lingyi every day, I wouldn't have Rongrong after Wei'er, Yan'er and the others were pregnant with Liujia.
Because they are pregnant, Bizhu and Lingyi's stomachs have not responded yet."
“I’m kidding you! I’m not that stingy.
But speaking of it, you have been favoring Sister Lingyi and Sister Bizhu these days, but their stomachs have not moved yet.
Do they have any hidden medical problems? Why don't they find a doctor to take a look at them?
Even Sister Rongrong is two months pregnant now. Seeing their envious looks when they tease Chengfeng and their brothers and sisters, we sisters can't help but feel anxious for them."
“It’s not that bad, how can it be such a coincidence that two people have hidden diseases.
This kind of thing depends on God’s will, so there’s no rush, just take your time!”
After Liu Mingzhi finished speaking, he took the mouthwash and walked towards the copper basin on the washing rack.
After washing, Liu Dashao walked towards the door with a hangover soup in hand. While basking in the warm sunshine, he sipped the hangover soup specially prepared by Qi Ya.
“Hey, you’re in the palace again? You’re getting more and more diligent!”
Liu Chengfeng, who was wearing a special official robe, and his cute brothers and sisters were stunned for a moment, looking helpless at their father who was lazily leaning on the bench with a joking look on his face.
“Dad, let’s go to the palace first!”
“Go, go, just don’t get too tired. Otherwise, your father will feel bad for you!”
The little cutie bared her teeth and snorted at Young Master Liu: "Smelly daddy, you are so good at taking advantage of this. Sooner or later, my girl will have your shabby bookstall closed down."
“Tsk tsk tsk! It seems that you are still very leisurely, Yue’er!
How about Daddy give you some extra help?"
The brothers and sisters suddenly changed their expressions when they saw the shameless face of Mr. Liu, and immediately rushed out the door with the little cutie who was about to rush at his father after hearing the words.
“Dad, let’s go first!”
“Dad, my daughter is leaving!”
“Brother, sister, please let go of me, I will fight to the death with Daddy.
I have always cheated on my parents, but I have never seen anyone cheat on my children.
Is there such a father? I'm so angry. Let me go. I'll fight him to the death!"
The little cutie’s indignant voice gradually faded away. Young Master Liu happily placed the porcelain bowl on the stone table, stood up and stretched.
“Sister Ya!”
“Hey, what’s wrong?
Have you finished the sobering soup? Do you want to eat some of the breakfast I prepared for you? "
“If nothing can be done, my husband will still have to continue to deceive others and help others solve their problems.
If you don’t go, you will earn a few taels less. You should go about your business first, and your husband will leave first.”
“Okay, if you’re hungry, go to Bizhu, Lingyi and the others to fill your stomach.”
"knew!"
Qi Ya looked at her husband's back as he waved away, then bent down and picked up the soup bowl.
From the beginning to the end, I never asked my husband why he was drunk or why he was depressed.
The bookstalls and fortune-telling stalls outside the Penglai Restaurant outside the palace were once again set up regardless of the weather.
Those who came to buy books from familiar places discovered one after another that there was a handsome little book boy beside Mr. Liu at some point. He was much prettier than an ordinary woman.
Seeing the little book boy working hard and busy, the guests occasionally teased Mr. Liu for saying that the bookstall owner was more carefree than the big shopkeeper, and he was no longer focusing on the book boy.
After all, we are all serious readers. We are here to buy books and learn knowledge. What does a handsome little book boy do?
The sun and the moon fly by.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter come another year.
Young Master Liu has long forgotten what happened in the prince's old residence, and he still goes to meet Chen Jie and the two girls on the willow branches from time to time, making appointments after dusk.
Liu Dashao, who worked hard, finally got the good news that the two sisters Xue Bizhu were pregnant with Liujia on the 18th and 27th of January in the third year of Dalong Taiping.
Before this, Wenren Yunshu also gave birth to a son for Liu Mingzhi, named Liu Zhengming.
Hu Yanjunyao and Yun Xiaoxi are also about to give birth, and there is a risk of giving birth at any time.
Young Master Liu, who works as a fortune-teller on the street all day long, no longer stays there for most of the day. During this period, he always returns home from time to time to check on the two girls.
February 2, the dragon raises its head.
Good rain knows the season, when spring is here.
Hundreds of state capitals are shrouded in smoke and rain.
In the following days, Liu Mingzhi remained unshakable, holding on to his small bookstall and fortune-telling stall regardless of rain or shine.
Silently supervising the world he has just established in a way that is not understood by others.
For this new empire that had just begun to grow, Liu Mingzhi, who seemed careless, expended too much unknown effort.
The capital city was shrouded in violent wind and rain today. After Liu Mingzhi sat under a shack and read the information from the two secret agents, he smiled and started to give the thirty-year-old man from the opposite side who had just arrived in the wind and rain with an oil-paper umbrella.
The pretty young woman in her early years smiled and started messing around.
I thought that since it was raining heavily today, I just set up a fortune-telling stall and there would be no customers.
But Liu Mingzhi miscalculated, even in the wind and rain, the pretty woman came again holding an oil-paper umbrella.
This generous little pretty woman has come to have her fortune told several times, and even Liu Mingzhi himself can hardly remember it.
Fortune-telling has gradually turned into gossiping, and occasionally some naughty jokes can always make the pretty woman tremble.
As for the identity of the other party, the two of them had a tacit understanding and never mentioned it. Liu Mingzhi only knew that she was an unappreciated concubine in a certain family in the capital, and Qiao Jiaren only thought that Liu Mingzhi was a concubine who had seen a lot of people.
He is knowledgeable and humorous, just considerate of others.
Every time he faced the beautiful lady's delicate spring eyes, which seemed angry and resentful, Young Master Liu felt a completely different feeling of comfort than when he stayed with ladies.
In the end, Young Master Liu could only sigh, ladies are all good from others!
Liu Mingzhi, as always, was chatting and laughing with the pretty woman while looking at the wind and rain outside the shed.
At the same time, on the official road leading to the capital from Ganzhou in the northwest, hundreds of elite Huxiang Guard cavalry were escorting a sallow-faced, skinny young man, who was braving the violent storm all the way along the official road towards the capital.
The horse is galloping in the direction of the capital.
“Mr. Lu, you’d better find a place to take shelter from the wind and rain first. I’m afraid you won’t be able to survive in the capital like this!
The general has sent a letter to His Majesty with a golden eagle. Your Majesty will know about it today or tomorrow. If this continues, you will die!"
The young man was carrying a tattered, dark yellow flag with holes in it. Although the flag had been wetted by the rain, due to the speed of the horse's attack, the flag fluttered from time to time. It could still be vaguely seen that it was a big dragon's flag.
Dragon flag.
Hearing the caring words of the soldiers around him, the young man wiped the rain from his face, turned to look at the soldiers with scarlet eyes, and shook his head resolutely.
“Ding Xiaowei, thank you for your kindness. Even though Mr. Lu died in the Qinzheng Hall, he was still able to rush back to the capital as quickly as possible.”
“Your Majesty will receive the letter from the Golden Eagle soon, so why do you bother?”
The young man shook his head silently and whipped his riding crop hard.
“Drive!”
Seeing this, hundreds of Hu Xiang Guard officers could only shake their heads helplessly and followed on horseback.