Chapter 94 It’s Xia Yuan

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Chapter 94 It’s Xia Yuan

The night is getting darker and it's time to hold the lamp.

Speaking of which, after Xia Yuan traveled to the Ming Dynasty, he felt dissatisfied with many places, but the furniture was an exception, especially the bed, which pleased him.

It's boxy, with a roof, and looks like a cabin, giving it a sense of privacy.

You can do anything bad in this private space without fear of being discovered.

Xia Yuan lay on his side on the bed, supporting his head with one hand, and holding a little foot with the other hand and rubbing it slowly.

Although Zhao Yuerong's hands are soft and smooth to the touch at first, if you touch them carefully, you can feel the calluses on the palms and fingertips. These are the marks left by previous work. They need to be cared for and maintained slowly to make these marks fade away.

Down.

But the feet that are often hidden are different. They feel soft and tender, as smooth as jade, and the size is no bigger than a palm. Xia Yuan roughly compared it, and it was probably only size 33. If such small and exquisite feet are worn,

White silk, that is simply the most perfect ice cream.

It's a pity that this is the Ming Dynasty and there is no such thing as silk stockings.

He was thinking about random things in his mind, but Xia Yuan's face was serious, "Do you feel warmer?"

"Um"

Zhao Yuerong's cheeks turned slightly red and she hummed. Her feet were being touched by her husband. Her whole body was tense all the time. Her eyes turned around, taking a look at Xia Yuan, then moving away, and taking another look.

"You have a deficiency of qi and blood, which is also caused by the cold weather. From now on, pay more attention to keeping warm and supplementing your nutrition. I will go to the drugstore tomorrow to prescribe some warm and tonic medicinal materials for you."

Xia Yuan seemed to be possessed by an old Chinese medicine doctor at this moment, touching her little feet and teaching her, and chattering endlessly, "You have to soak your feet every night to promote blood circulation, and then rub them like this before going to bed. Just rub them."

It can be much warmer.”

"Here, put your other foot over."

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Zhao Yuerong hesitated for a moment, but bit his lip and stretched out his other foot. Xia Yuan reached out to catch it. The soles of his feet were also cold. In fact, most girls have cold hands and feet, especially in winter.

.

However, Xia Yuan remembered that it didn't seem so cold two days ago.

"Are you here, auntie?"

"ah?"

"It's just menstruation. Are you having your period today?"

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Zhao Yuerong immediately fell silent. Is it okay to ask about this kind of thing? But then she thought about it. They were already married, so it seemed like nothing to ask.

"It must have come, right? Otherwise, my hands and feet wouldn't have become so cold for no reason."

The conversation was about a very private topic, but Xia Yuan really didn't think it was a big deal. The couple closed the door to chat instead of going outside to talk.

"Hey, what do you wear when you have your menstruation? Is it that long strip of cloth? That doesn't work well. My husband will be a guard for you tomorrow."

Xia Yuan was talking to herself, asking and answering her own questions. Zhao Yuerong's face was getting redder and redder. When she heard this, she was no longer embarrassed to listen anymore, and quickly interrupted: "Husband.

"

"Um?"

"Um, is that Zhu Shou really the prince?"

"Yes, didn't I already tell you this afternoon?"

".I just want to ask again."

"I feel very shocked and incredible, right?"

Zhao Yuerong nodded hurriedly. Her heartbeat was a little fast, but she finally changed the topic. This made her relax a little, and her stiff body relaxed a little. Then she tried to move her feet and whispered: "Husband,

, I feel like my feet are no longer cold.”

"No more ice?"

"Yeah." She put her feet together, and when she noticed Xia Yuan's hand pinching her toes, she subconsciously shrank, and then added: "It's really not ice anymore."

"Okay, then go to sleep."

What else could Xia Yuan say? He could only let go of his hand, then lifted the quilt and motioned for her to get in quickly.

After she got in, she stretched out her arm to fish it out, and the little daughter-in-law hugged her again.

Zhao Yuerong twisted a few times to find the most comfortable position in his arms, and finally raised his eyes to stare at Xia Yuan.

Xia Yuan was about to blow out the candles when he noticed her gaze again and looked down, "Why are you looking at me like this? I'm going to blow out the candles. Close your eyes and go to sleep."

"Oh" Xiaoqizi responded and closed her eyes obediently.

The candles went out, and the room became dark and quiet.

After a long time, Zhao Yuerong suddenly opened his eyes and called softly: "Husband."

"What?"

"Husband, do you want to like me?"

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The morning glow of winter covered Shuntian Mansion in the capital. In the palace, Emperor Hongzhi got up early and had breakfast early. At this time, he was reading articles one after another. These articles were packed in brocade boxes and were written by Wang Hua.

Presented.

At this time, Wang Hua was standing below wearing an official uniform. He seemed to be very patient. Even though Zhu Youtang had been looking at him for more than half an hour, he still maintained the same posture as before, and his expression did not change much.

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An unknown amount of time passed and Zhu Youtang finally read these articles roughly. He looked thoughtful and asked, "Wang Qing's family, can you tell me the profound meaning of these articles?"

Wang Hua bowed calmly and then asked: "What do you think of these articles?"

"Yes, I have read a lot of books, and the views expressed in these articles are unique and very reasonable." At this point, Zhu Youtang changed the topic and asked again: "But I won't hide it from Wang Qing.

Or do you want to know the profound meaning of these articles?”

Frankly speaking, he did understand the insights expressed in these articles, and he also felt that these ideas were exquisite, but that was all.

He was an emperor, not an old scholar, and his treatment of Confucianism was far less enthusiastic than that group of scholars, let alone profound.

Therefore, his feeling when reading these articles is roughly the same as that of later generations when they read professional papers.

It makes sense, so it is so, how can it still be explained like this?

But it won’t cause any further thought, let alone any thought of correcting anything.

"Your Majesty, I think these articles may shake the foundation of Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism and the imperial examination system of our country."

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Zhu Youtang was silent. He looked at Wang Hua's serious look and concluded that this person didn't have nothing to do early in the morning and came here to make me happy.

After a long time, he looked at the articles on the imperial case and asked: "Who wrote these articles?"

"To be honest with Your Majesty, this was written by my unscrupulous son, but he was taught by a man named Xia Yuan."

Xia Yuan?

Zhu Youtang was stunned, "Are you talking about Xia Yuan?"

Inexplicably, Wang Hua knew which Xia Yuan he was talking about, nodded and said, "It's Xia Yuan."
Chapter completed!