Chapter 383 Don't talk nonsense and just go deeper
Chapter 383 Don’t talk nonsense, go straight
In fact, it's not just his women.
And his generals.
After several battles with the Jin people, none of the military generals such as Yue Fei received rewards.
First, this is what Wang Lin means, and all the generals have no complaints.
Wang Lin understood very well that they were all waiting for his future ascension to the throne and become emperor.
The generals also believed that it was only a matter of time before Wang Lin would ascend the throne and become emperor.
The rewards from the Song Dynasty court now have no meaning to the generals under their command.
Wang Lin finally understood why the yellow robe of Emperor Taizu of Song Dynasty Zhao Kuangyin happened.
Everything is so natural.
In a sense, it may not be that the usurpation of Zhou was the only one who thought of Zhao Kuangyin, which was basically the interest of a group.
And Zhao Kuangyin is just the spokesperson for the interests of the group.
And in the future, he may be the same.
Only when he ascended the throne and became emperor can he give his women the title and status respected and grant him children.
In this way, the generals under his command will reach the sky in one step and be blessed with the descendants of the family.
One prospers and one loses.
He didn't want to go to the last step, it was impossible.
On the other hand, can he still retreat? Obviously he can't.
To further the Nine Five Lords, one step back is the endless abyss.
Who will protect his relatives, his wife, and his children?
Because he has too many people's high expectations and the demands of a huge group of people for glory and wealth.
Zhao Fujin and Zhao Gou were also obviously aware of this and had seen through this.
Therefore, the Zhao Song royal family led by Zhao Fujin have begun to consider a way out. For example, Zhao Fujin just proposed to Wang Lin to accept Chongde.
He is no longer just her man, but also the backer of a group.
This is not that simple feelings are alienating, but that only means... people are looking forward.
To put it further, the Linzhang Song family gave the Song family two beauties and Guo Zhishun gave the daughter, which was basically the logic that interests first.
Even the uncle and his family agreed to the matter between him and his cousin Zhang Lan, but it was nothing more than...
Born as a human being, you have seven emotions and six desires.
After all, humans are a group of animals, not a lone hero.
With this in mind, Wang Lin's head was as big as a fight.
...
Pan Jinlian leaned on the soft couch with her bulging belly, and Pang Chunmei and Yan Xijiao were smiling and serving each other.
Pang Chunmei said: "My wife, you show that you are so pregnant, you can't give birth to two children..."
Yan Xijiao also smiled and said, "A little prince and a little princess, both children, that's the best thing."
Pan Jinlian smiled slightly: "It's okay to have a baby, but I want to have a caring little cotton jacket."
From the point of view of the original intention, Pan Jinlian is unwilling to compete with other sisters after giving birth.
Yan Xijiao came over to touch Pan Jinlian's lower abdomen and said enviously: "Madam, if the prince goes further in the future, then you will be the prince and the princess!"
Pan Jinlian's face tightened: "Don't talk nonsense. You haven't seen your husband yesterday and are so irritable. I've never seen him as scary as he looks."
"This is the prince's business. Don't talk nonsense behind the scenes in the future, it's amazing."
Although Yan Xijiao and Pang Chunmei agreed, they did not agree.
Inside and outside the palace, and around Tokyo, no one knows that the prince will ascend the throne in the future.
Once that time comes, let alone Pan Jinlian, even they, a concubine, cannot escape the title of a concubine.
Yan Xijiao remembered that her mother had to offer her as a Bodhisattva recently, and she felt happy.
But Pang Chunmei felt a little depressed.
She first entered the mansion for several years, and the prince has not touched her yet.
Do you think she is ugly? But she is confident that her color is no less than other women.
...
Han Yan held her son Wang Han, who was less than one year old, and her eyebrows and eyes were filled with the glory of maternal nature.
My mother, Xue, maid Yicui, and Siqin were all by her side, and two nurses were serving her.
Xue said: "Yan'er, if you ask your servants to take care of your child, you should take care of the prince's body more..."
Xue said that his daughter should not be fine just because she gave birth to a son, and should also spend all her energy and time on her man.
As a good wife, it would be great if she could have a few more legitimate children and her status would be stable.
Han Yan smiled, and soft light flashed in her eyes.
Of course, she would not neglect her husband because of her son. In fact, she had already started to seek out her own initiative and had already started to take the initiative to regulate her body and prepare for a second child.
She remembered Wang Lin’s affectionate promise that day: “Yan'er followed me, was virtuous and honest, gave birth to children for me, took care of housework, and was harmonious with the house. I am grateful and respected him.”
"There are no outsiders here. I have promised Yan'er that if I really ascend the throne and become emperor in the future, then Yan'er will always be the lord of the harem, and I will never let her down!"
Tears flashed in Han Yan's eyes.
What else is she worried about when her husband said this? What she should do most now is to make her husband worry-free and calm down and avoid distractions.
As smart as Han Yan, she already noticed that the back house was in turmoil.
...
Huazhi walked around the room with her belly straightened.
The furnishings in her room were simple, without any antiques ornaments, books, pens, inks, paper, and inkstones. Instead, the ancestral bow hanging on the wall behind the screen in the door was very eye-catching.
Hu Sanniang and Liang Hongyu sat on the embroidery dock and talked with her.
All three girls are heroes of the girls and have generous personalities, so they have a good relationship in private.
Actually, it’s normal. Isn’t it difficult for you to ask Hu Sanniang to go to Li Qingzhao to talk about poetry, songs and essays?
Huarui looked at Hu Sanniang with a smile and said, "Sanniang, you said your stomach has not been moving. Should you find the imperial doctor in the palace to show it?"
Hu Sanniang chuckled: "No, I seem to have it. Calculate the time, it should be in the army..."
Huarui and Liang Hongyu were overjoyed. The three girls had a quarrel. Seeing Huarui and Hu Sanniang's eyes turned to her, Liang Hongyu's face turned slightly red, but she felt a little lonely in her heart.
She and Wang Lin were only that time.
When Huarui ordered people to go to the front yard to convey good news to Wang Lin, Chongde cried with the earth-shaking crying on Zhao Fujin.
Zhao Fujin tentatively proposed to let Wang Linna Chongde enter the door, Chongde, Zhao Yupan and Zhao Huanhuan were all hiding behind the screen.
However, Zhao Fujin's words did not receive a response from Wang Lin.
Wang Lin was silent, always silent.
Finally left again.
This is equivalent to rejection.
Chongde's fantasy was shattered and his heartbroken.
Since she was moved in Qingzhou that day, Wang Lin has been escorting her to Xixia all the way... Her whole heart is firmly tied to Wang Lin.
It’s just that I have feelings for you, but my husband has no intention.
Zhao Yupan hesitated for a moment and advised softly: "Chengde, don't be anxious, take your time, let's talk about this matter, it's actually difficult for King Yan. After all, you are the Emperor's Princess of the Song Dynasty. Even if he is interested, he will not dare to bring you into the door easily."
Zhao Yupan felt a little embarrassed and ashamed when he said this.
The royal family of the Song Dynasty and the princess have reached this point?
If you take the initiative to recommend a pillow and mat, do you want to abandon your shoes?
Chongde said apology: "I don't want a name, and I never thought that those things... they are all my life."
Zhao Fujin sighed quietly, his heart was confused.
At first she had no selfish thoughts and just wanted to stay with the man she loved for the rest of her life, but now...
Now the Yan Prince's Mansion has become a huge vortex of interests, and even those who are indifferent to the world cannot escape.
The rain has been falling.
The quietest courtyard in the southeast corner of the back house of the royal palace.
Zhang Lan's weak body was wrapped in a thick cloak. She stood quietly in the corridor and looked at the dense rain curtain. Her thin face was covered with a layer of sadness that seemed to be there and not be there.
With a creaking sound, Lin Huiyin pushed the door out, and she walked over with her plump waist like a snake, handed over a cup of hot tea: "Sister, drink some hot tea to warm your body, your body is too weak, this day
It gets colder, and it makes people feel a little overwhelmed."
Zhang Lan shook her head: "Thank you, sister, I'm fine."
Zhang Lan looked at the rain curtain in a daze.
Lin Huiyin sighed quietly, and a layer of mist appeared on her charming face.
Wang Lin has never been there since that night.
It seems that they have forgotten the existence of the two of them. After so long, they have never sent a message.
If Han Yan hadn't often sent people to send some money, they would have thought that they had been completely forgotten by the royal palace.
Originally, Zhang Lan's heart had faded. She worshiped Buddha every day without leaving home.
But they still have their share in the palace's enthronement yesterday.
It was like a stone thrown into a deep pool. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, it caused layers of fine ripples, making Zhang Lan's heart unable to calm down again.
And at this moment, a man wearing a straw raincoat appeared in Zhang Lan's vision.
He walked slowly, facing the overwhelming rain curtain, his steps were steady and powerful.
Lin Huiyin was surprised and her voice trembled when she got up: "Prince... Come here, go and hold an umbrella for the prince!"
...
In the world, the longest confession is companionship.
But in many cases, for some specific people, the longest confession is to stop talking nonsense and go deeper.
Any sweet words are redundant.
On this heavy rainy day, Wang Lin found a rare tranquility and peace of mind here at Zhang Lan and Lin Huiyin.
Of course he would not forget to say that he did not forget, but was ashamed and difficult to face for a moment.
The rest are accompanied by fierce wind and rain, and the most effective explanation.
The rain stopped at some point.
Wang Lin lay quietly on Lin's plump breasts, closing his eyes slightly, and Zhang Lan knelt beside her, revealing her delicious waist and hip arc. Her face turned slightly red, and the afterglow between the corners of her eyes was slight, and she gently massaged her shoulders.
Suddenly, when I heard the noisy voices from outside the palace, the earth was trembling and the horse's hooves roared.
Wang Lin slowly opened his eyes and sighed, and a moment of peace was rare.
"Sister Lan, Huiyin, I'll go and have a look."
Wang Lin put on his clothes and got out of bed. While walking out, he turned around and said, "You can walk around Yan'er more often in the future."
Seeing Zhang Lan lowering her head slightly and being a little shy, he sighed and turned around, hugged Zhang Lan in her arms and said softly: "In the future, all Buddhist scriptures and other things will not be allowed to be read, and they will be put away.
My woman has only me in her heart, so she has no Buddha.”