Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Don't cry, listen to the mother-in-law, okay?"

Yang’s own tears couldn’t stop, but he pushed his son away and grabbed his shoulder and choked: “Little eight, mother-in-law can’t stay with you anymore, you have to learn to take care of yourself, 晟 Prince and Wang Biaoben. It’s your uncle and uncle, they are all good people, they will be kind to you, promise the mother, don’t feel sorry for the mother, Wang Hao is right, this is the responsibility that the mother must bear, and then go to the palace. Naughty, study hard, and will help your emperor in the future. There are still a few brothers in the palace. After you go, you are a brother. You must help take care of your younger brothers. Also, you forget your mother and forget that you are a prince. From now on, the prince and the prince are your parents. You are the child of the prince's palace, Xiao Ba, promised the mother."

"No, don't be a mother, is Xiaoba the mother's child??"

The Eight Emperors shook their heads with tears. He couldn't promise her. Even if the mother-in-law loves his heart, there is nothing wrong with it. She will always be his mother.

"Small eight, do you want me to die?"

Upon seeing this, Yang couldn't help but sink her face. She is a mother who only gives him a stain. She is not worthy of being his mother. She hopes that her son can forget her existence and grow up healthy and happy as a pro-Prince. .

"Female."

The Eight Emperors were wronged and uncomfortable. Many people saw tears in their eyes. Seeing that their mother and son were deadlocked, Ling Jingxuan had no choice but to pull up the Eight Emperors: "Yang, your request is too much, if Xiao Bazhen promised you, Benedict will have to consider whether to pass his question, a person who does not even recognize his mother, is not worthy of being the son of Benedict."

Perhaps Yang is afraid that Xiao Ba has been thinking about her, can't please him and Rui Rui's favor? He can only say that there is no need for it. Since he promised to adopt him, he will definitely treat him as his own son. The son does not need to always think about how to please his father.

"princess."

Yang looked up at him, his tears flowed more turbulently, and then realized that his time was running out. Yang’s retreat took a few steps and gave him a few heads. He said in a poem: "Little Eight is pleased to see Wang. ""

"Go, go all the way!"

Pulling the Eight Emperors, Ling Jingxuan waved his hand, and Yang stood up and nodded to Zhang Dezi. He stepped forward and walked out. She had no regrets in her life.

"Female."

The eight emperors struggled fiercely, and Yang’s footsteps did not look back. When Ling Jingxuan let go of the Eight Emperors and asked him to send his mother another trip, the Eight Emperors went straight and squatted against Yang’s back. Shantou, then raised his head with tears: "The mother is relieved, the child is determined to follow the mother-in-law, filial piety, the emperor brother, the brothers, the mother, the son-in-law to say goodbye to you!"

After that, the Eight Emperors squatted again, and Yang’s tears on his back were raised at the same time. He said nothing, and did not look back. He just left the hall with a smile. She believed that her son was squatting. Under the guidance of the prince husband, you can grow into a reliable man!

Some people in the place have experienced people who have experienced ups and downs to varying degrees. It can be said that they are all hard-hearted, but when they see this mother-child life, there are still many people who can’t help but wet their eyes. Yang is a tragedy. She has a good son, and with the forgiveness of the emperor, she is dead.

"Small eight, you can, go back to the palace with Ben."

Pulling up the small eight who still crouched on the ground, Ling Jingxuan's distressed road, the big man-made cockroaches, often hurt the biggest are the children, the small eight is like, the small seven small nine is not?

"Yes, Father... Father!"

Wiping out tears and standing up, the Eight Emperors lowered their heads and struggled to call out the father's two words. Ling Jingxuan smiled and licked his head: "You don't have to force yourself, a name is nothing, not so important, if you want, then Just call me like Xiaowen, or continue to call me the Nine Emperor."

For the child, his tolerance is much higher than that of the adult, and he really likes the child.

"Well, hey!"

Looking up at him, the Eight Emperors nodded, and the voice was obviously more pleasing. Ling Jingxuan took him back to his seat and sat down. From today, he has another little buns that are clever and sensible, though, this buns seem to It’s also very difficult to get into a sly look. "Old nine, do you really want to succeed the little eight?"

Since ancient times, only the emperor has passed the children of the prince, how can the prince pass the emperor's son? However, Yan Yizhi is not against it, because he knows that he has no position to object at all. He is not a qualified father. He is not qualified to decide to go to stay in the small eight. He just gives up, and finally found out that Xiao Ba’s good, but yet I am going to lose soon.

"Tomorrow's younger brother will go to the old emperor to open the ancestral hall. From now on, Yan Xiaobei is no longer the emperor's eight emperors, but the eldest son of the younger brother."

Ling Jingxuan’s actions of over-identity are actually because of Yan’s strong support in the back. If not, Ling Jingxuan wouldn’t dare to put the emperor in the eye, even if he couldn’t move it, he would at least bend his words, at least He didn't dare to do that on the bright side.

"The eldest son? The world is not?"

Yan Yanzhi's face was black, but then he came up with regrets and regrets. Unfortunately, there is nothing in the world, that is, there is no regret, even if he is an emperor, he can only regret it.

"This emperor does not need to worry, the world has already been sealed, Xiaowen is still the son of my prince's palace, if the emperor does not mind, it is better to seal the county king to the eldest son of the younger brother."

Yan Ruirui has never known what is polite, but this is his own head, the name of the county king, do not want to be white.

"amount"

Obviously, he wouldn't expect the big snake to follow the stick. Yan Yanzhi's brain was black, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but pump. The Prince's House has a prince, a prince, and two kings. Isn't he enough? Looking at the entire royal family, who is as arrogant as him? The prince's family is also a member of the Chinese county. The most boring thing is that one of the two kings of his family is still a nursing doll.

"This time, Jing Xuan prevented the spread of smallpox and saved Xiaoqi and Xiaojiu. The emperor would be a reward for Jing Xuan."

I know that he is not reluctant, just need a step, Yan Ruirui decisively sent the ladder, the three sons have the title, even the sons have, if Xiaobei does not, then the time is long, the outsiders will talk nonsense, he However, I am not afraid of what others say, but I am afraid that the child will be wronged. Whether it is a biological one or not, Yan Xiaobei always belongs to the blood of his royal family.

Listening to him, everyone knows that the place of Yan Xiaobei is stable. Although he is no longer a prince, he is a king earlier than his emperor, and he knows that he is not a blessing.

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Without a good look at him, Yan Yanzhi did not unexpectedly loosen his mouth, Ling Jingxuan took Yan Xiaobei to bend down and salute: "Thank you for the emperor!"

"Xiaobei, you will no longer be the son of You, and you have no right to control you again. After you go to the Prince's House, I hope you can study hard. In the future, you will help your seven emperors, and the brothers will manage me together." Yan's royal family."

To this son, Yan Yuzhi is embarrassed, and he has no chance to compensate, but he has the same idea as Yang’s. It is too difficult for a child who has lost her mother to live in the palace, instead of letting him stay in the palace. I don't know when I suddenly became sick. It is better to let him go to the Prince's House. The Prince's Mansion has a simple population. Ling Jingxuan seems to be a very painful child. Plus Wenshizi, Wujunwang and Xiaoyaobo. A lovely child is accompanying him. I believe he should soon be able to get out of the shadow of losing his mother. He can only do so much for him.

Help your seven emperors in the future!

No one in the room missed this sentence. Many people looked up at him with surprise. Did he decide to establish the seven emperors as princes?

"Yes, Xiaobei is obedient to the Emperor's teaching!"

The father turned into the uncle, no matter how you listen, it is like a living face, but Yan Zhizhi is unable to refute, waved his hand and let him get up, the line of sight swept all the people on the field, suddenly condensed: "朕Decided to send away the Western Kingdom Prince to hold a canonization ceremony, book the emperor's son Yan Xiaoming as the Prince of Qingguo, where is the Book of Rites?"

In the end, this incident was not caused by the princely prince. Now he is equal to losing five sons. The remaining few can't be lost anyway. If only the Prince is registered, the ambitions of other princes can be cut off. Then he will never hesitate to book a Prince. There is no time to delay.

"Wei Chen is here!"

The ritual Shangshu bent over and stood out. Yan Yuzhi nodded: "From now on, all the ceremonies for the princehood will be prepared, and Donggong will be refreshed as soon as possible."

"Wei Chen obeys."

The ritual Shangshu took the will, and Yan Xiaoming went down again: "Thank you for the father, and the children will not live up to the expectations of the father!"

"Get up, Queen, Prince Edward needs to add what you look at, and the people who go to the East Palace with the Prince are also picked by you. You have to work harder."

Personally helped Xiaoqi, Yan Yanzhi turned to Chu Yunhan and said, the latter nodded and said: "This is a matter of the courtiers, the emperor does not need to worry, the courtiers on behalf of Xiaoqi thanked the emperor."

After working hard for so long, the position of the Prince was finally reached, but they did not have any happy ingredients. Everyone performed extremely calmly, including as a party, Yan Xiaoming, who was only 11 this year.

"Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the Prince, His Royal Highness, Chitose, Chitose, Chitose!"

After the family thanked them, the squad and the group of ministers stood up in unison. Yan Yanzhi Chu Yunhan successively threw the children an encouraging look. Yan Xiaoming turned the first two steps on his body, one hand behind him, one hand at the atmosphere A wave: "Blank!"

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness!"

A country’s Chu Jun is related to not only the future of a country. Many people are satisfied with Yan Xiaoming. After all, he is an emperor, his ability is outstanding, almost instantaneous, and all the ministers who remain neutral have become him. The supporters, but there are a few people who hate it, but in this case, no one will show it. If the Prince has not yet reached the throne, they will have a chance, not to be eager.

"Jing Xuan, about smallpox?"

The solution to this problem has almost been solved. Yan Yanzhi’s desire to stop and look at Ling Jingxuan, the smallpox has not completely solved the problem of "the smallpox, I just want to ask for it, any plague should be based on prevention, and I didn’t wait until the death of the dead began to panic. This time, the smallpox virus, I have successfully developed a vaccine for vaccination. As long as I have injected it once, even if I have a smallpox, I am not afraid to get it. Emperor, before you come, I Just talked with Wang Ye, Empress and Shao Qing, and the money was paid by Wang Fu, Prince and Weiyuan Houfu. My Xuanyuan Hospital produced technical and medical equipment, and extracted a lot of vaccinia, and asked the emperor to announce the world. After three days, the whole city The people are free to go to the Xuanyuan Hospital for injections. As for the adults who are under the sire and the present, as well as the palace, including the princes of the Imperial Academy, if the emperor does not object, my apprentices and medical children will start planting vaccinia for you later."

Refining vaccinia is not a complicated matter. The investment of funds is not big, but it can't stand many people. But Ling Jingxuan doesn't care about the two moneys. What good deeds are for them while doing good things, why not?

"Is this really true?!"

Yan Yanzhi suddenly rejoiced, if it can really avoid smallpox, it will undoubtedly be the blessing of the people!

"If you take it seriously, you will be dismissed."

"Well, Jingxuan, Yunhan, Shaoqing, you decided to do this well, and I am blessed by the people."

Perhaps like his sinfulness, he can't be regarded as a good parent, but he can be regarded as a good emperor who is a country and a conscientious person.

"Master, I have already asked the Yulin Army outside to help me."

Just when everyone was quietly sighing, don't worry about getting the ceiling, Zhao Shan walked in with a tray alone, still expressionless, still ignored the emperor and the ministers, Zhao Shan's eyes, pure only His master.

"Yeah." Nodded, Ling Jingxuan looked up to the emperor: "Your Majesty, please go out."

"Thank you for your prince!"

Regardless of whether you are willing or not, some people in the place are thankful. After all, who is not willing to live with their own lives? A series of events caused by smallpox have completely ended here, but the demise of the Jin family and the Xiao family has only just begun. In the next few days, the capital is destined to change color and blood flow into a river.