In just a few days, the nine-month-old white and fat boy was carried into Chengping Bo's Mansion. His crying was shocking, his head was big, and his shiny black eyes were like gems. Mrs. Chengping Bo and Qin couldn't put it down, so he did not pursue the tricks of playing with distant relatives.

More than a few days from the royal city to the Lin family's original hometown, the boy obviously had already followed his distant relatives into the royal city and only showed up after reaching a price. Mrs. Chengpingbo left the distant relatives day by day, so she got the child without raising the price.

She only agreed to the boy's biological mother with one more condition to hold a banquet for the child.

The biological mother Song's request was undoubtedly for the boy. She clearly proposed to prevent the return after seeing the prince's palace, deny it, etc. Her original words: "If you don't treat my child like you gave birth, then forget it."

Mrs. Chengping Bo felt that she was forced to do something, so how could a mourning person hold a banquet? But the boy looked at it so white. Mrs. Bo held it in her hand and didn't want to return it. After thinking about it for a while, she agreed to Song's request.

At noon the next day, Mrs. Nangong and Mrs. Jiang arrived. According to the request of Mrs. Chengpingbo, there were no black clothes, but only blue or green, silver and jade jewelry. Each of them sent a purse. They opened it and only a few gold and silver croakers for children during the New Year. There was gold here, but it still made Song shiver all over.

Mrs. Bo looked at her quietly, relocating to move her body, and being in the tempering of her own family. Now she can accurately convey some of the meaning without opening her mouth. If you want to take it away, just take it away. Anyway, the guests who came did not have the old friends of Chengbo during his lifetime, those officials and families, etc., let alone the uncle, who was still crying and howling under the acupuncture medicine of the Meng Family Hospital.

The person next to him will not read the jokes about Bo’s mansion, and Mrs. Bo is sure of this.

Isn't it just for money?

I only gave the child money to the money, but I didn’t talk seriously from the beginning.

Why do you still have to mess with people who are filial?

Didn’t you know that you were filial to the place before you sent your child, and there was no male student like your brothers and nephews who could host and ask for a big banquet? In Qin’s words, do you really think that your child is Jin Baobao?

Mrs. Bo said first that the child will plan to inherit the title after he grows up. As for the plan, it may not be successful. That is a matter in the future, because the plan may also be successful. The subtext has been released. If the child cannot grow up, it will be a piece of property.

People look at each day, and they pass by day. There are many requirements as soon as they are delivered. Why don’t you just write a document about the separation of the property now?

The distant relatives were doing their best, and the people around the pillows were talking funny and lively. Song looked generous and generous, and he went to the house with a vague wine.

Mrs. Nangong was really envious. After drinking a few more drinks, she walked out of the mansion and held the wall and cried bitterly. In the eyes of others, they said that their future was bright and that they would be better than following the nobleman. However, the nobleman was handsome and civil and military, and the aristocratic families in the capital came with them.

She knew that she could only be a concubine, but this concubine who was kept outside had no confidence. If she could enter the mansion, she might be able to compete with the future of a concubine.

Xiangyuan didn't dare to persuade her, for fear that Mrs. Nangong would take her anger and put one hand on Mrs. Nangong's shoulder, and Mrs. Jiang was filled with tears.

These two people who fought the most suddenly sympathized with each other, and at this time they actually sympathized with each other.

Mrs. Nangong did not hide her tears and her thread fell off and said sobly: "Madam Bo, she has a child."

"Yes, where can we compare to it?" Mrs. Jiang covered her mouth with a veil, her voice was vague. If she didn't hold the veil, she would cry as fiercely as Mrs. Nangong.

Mrs. Xiao Xuan was the most sad person in her mind, but she wouldn't cry because of this. She shouted: "It's too early. I just said that Mrs. Bo will not be too late to take it ten or eight years later."

After saying that, she left in anger. What's the fun of crying? It's better to have a quarrel.

Wang Yao and Zuo Zhao also cried. Mrs. Chen touched Xiao Tao's Yaji: "Let's go." One master, one servant, or one mother and one daughter left quietly.

Mrs. Chen has Xiaotao, and Mrs. Chen has Nitao Chen. They are really happy for Mrs. Bo. When they entered the house, Xiaotao was still saying, "Young Master is blessed, isn't he? He is as fat as a little fairy child."

Mrs. Chen hurriedly said, "I dare not talk nonsense. Fuxiang's children are not easy to raise." She revised the widely circulated sentences here from the folk. The original saying is that Fuxiang's children are afraid they can't raise them.

Fairy child.

Sooner or later, it will be back to heaven.

Mrs. Chen stayed in the door and Xiao Tao was the one who talked the most to his neighbors. Longmen Formation said a lot, and she immediately realized that the death of Earl Chengping this year was in a certain sense. It was obvious that Mrs. Bo was not considered a blessing.

There was a saying on the street that Mrs. Bo was a husband. Xiao Tao heard that she had a quarrel with the man for a long time. When the girl was fierce, she looked like a hedgehog until the other party begged for mercy.

Xiao Tao changed his words and said, "Young Master is a cat and a dog, and you will be blessed once Mrs. Bo takes care of her."

Qin also said this. She held the cradle and refused to let go. She kept saying that this child must be easy to support. Song said that his nickname was Gou Sheng.

The icing on the cake of the King of Jin's mansion was added to Chang'an. His highness's congratulations were sent to him, a small gold lock piece and four pieces of clothing to make clothes.

Mrs. Bo slowly pursed her lips and smiled. Her highness could still pay attention to the small things about Chengping Bo’s Mansion in a daily life. The north wind no longer brings cold but warmth.

She greeted His Highness very well as she was in a good life. Since the incident of Mrs. Cao, she has never seen His Highness King Jin again. Mrs. Bo did not miss him, but it also showed that her previous vision was wrong.

Chang'an told her openly: "Your Highness is about to set out to patrol the border. This year may not be spent in the royal city, so all New Year's greetings will be cancelled."

Mrs. Bo always felt that these words had different meanings, making her happy like a bird flying, but the literal meaning was heavy, suppressing her face, and depressing like a natural disaster that broke down all the natural disasters, bringing the great disaster star of King Lu to her heart.

She asked anxiously if it was related to this Highness. Chang'an gave a positive answer. The servant whom His Highness valued was a busy person. She heard her worries from Mrs. Bo's voices, and left after a few explanations. She left Mrs. Chengping, standing behind the screen, covering her face with her hands and feeling the deep sense of powerlessness.

She stabilized her family business, she survived Ding's family, she got her children, and the sincere envious eyes of the people beside her pillow, but the hanging tip of His Highness King Lu was still motionless.

If it was a man, Mrs. Bo would follow His Highness to come, with his sword against his sword, but she was a woman, so she could only watch His Highness leave, and then she would be alone in the room with fear and sorrow.

The newly arrived little Maotou burst into tears. After nine months of age, he couldn't live without his original wet nurse. In addition, the wet nurse was invited in Bo's house. Qin brought a bunch of experienced mothers to the airtight. The loud crying sounds were like the sound of a trumpet before victory. Mrs. Bo was forced to walk out of her worries, hugged Xiaomaotou and coaxed her for a while. Seeing the original wet nurse feeding him, Xiaomaotou was a little honest.

Mrs. Bo whispered to herself: "You are so young and you can recognize your child. What should I do if I recognize your child? Let's not want other Your Highness, just be the current Your Highness is fine."

All of them are all the difference between His Highness. His Highness, the King of Lu, is to harm others, but His Highness, the King of Jin, has given birth to the Bo Mansion again and again. Mrs. Chengping, even if she beats her to death, she doesn't want other His Highness. Even King Zhou, King Chu, etc., she is probably the first-class King of Lu.

At night, she burned incense to Chengping Bo and told him all the deeds of the newly arrived little boy. Then she asked him to bless His Highness King Jin to defeat King Lu in the sky, and repeatedly defeated King Lu. On the way back to his room with Qin, Mrs. Bo also knew what Chang'an's words brought her different feelings. She thought that she did not say that the New Year's congratulations were cancelled in the afternoon and then said it. Qin said, "Even if there is congratulations, our family may not be able to go."

Mrs. Bo quickly fainted and her sense of happiness came again: "Can I participate in the New Year's greetings? Oh yes, I'm a life-long wife."

The next morning, before the fifth day, the city gate opened as an exception. Liang Ren jumped out of the royal city first and looked back as if he had insight. He arranged everything he should have arranged, and there should be nothing to worry about, but there was a trace of intangible touch and invisible tied to his eyebrows and heart, which made him unable to help but think again.

It is not difficult to think about it. As soon as you think about it, Your Highness suddenly realized that Mrs. Chengping Bo is the method of King Lu against her, and the safety of the border requires patrol. Mrs. Bo's safety needs comfort. She must cheer up and shake her courage, and she cannot enter the fence and dogs.

I wanted to summon her in the New Year, but she decided whether the waning people would like to decide whether she would like to meet her. If she didn't come, she would think of other ways to meet her, but now she couldn't do it. It would be too late to wait until she came back to triumphantly. Liang Ren ran out with a horse and the wind and snow slammed into a roar in his ears. Liang Ren was unmoved and only kept the two big words in his mind: Triumphant!

I will return to triumph, guard Nanxing, and guard all the subjects here.

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The north wind blew all over the city overnight, and Mrs. Chengpingbo changed into everyone's hearts. Mrs. Qiao responded to the matter with confusion, leaning listlessly on the soft couch, looking at the beams of the house, feeling something condensed and passed away.

Fortunately, it condenses quickly and passes slowly, and something is going to break out of the ground.

The mother's cry came out, and two pretty girls ran in, filling the room with coquettishness, and Mrs. Qiao felt suffocating.

She said with a headache: "It's time for the New Year, so I'll say it quickly if I have something to do."

These are her two beautiful girls, and they are also the youngest daughters in the Qiao family. The Qiao family has seven children. The sixth girl and the seventh girl are one year apart, and they are both born by Mrs. Qiao.

Perhaps bringing Mrs. Joe's face to glory, but the annoying things are always the same as glory, and they overwhelm the glory when the girls grow up.

The sixth girl held her arm and said that she did not have a flower porch for the New Year. The seventh girl pulled the corner of her clothes and asked when the pearl strings of jade hairpins were sent. If the girl who sent her to her family at a relative's house thought she was not favored.

The New Year is a disaster for the Qiao family. The frequent visitor and friends lead to frequent requests for clothing and decorations. Mrs. Qiao spent her private room to satisfy the two girls. When she was alone, she wanted to stay and did nothing. When she was young, the aunts interfered in the housework. Mrs. Qiao kept the cards firm and did not increase the money, so she was too lazy to ask about it.

Living your life doesn’t need to be too meticulous. Mrs. Qiao comforts herself like this and her life like this.

If you don’t want Mrs. Chengping Bo, this sentence is another rare version of the confusion, but it is obviously not possible today. The male member of Chengping Bo’s mansion who adopted a distant relative, Lin’s family spread throughout the city.

Mrs. Qiao admitted that she could not understand this little girl, not her sixth girl, the seventh girl, but her sixteen-year-old Mrs. Chengpingbo. When Chengpingbo died, Mrs. Qiao did not pay attention to her. When the girl from the grocery store entered a sedan chair and came out, she was on par with the Nanxing family, including her, and she was above the Nanxing family.

Thanks to the gift of King Hong, the Nanxing family was older than Mrs. Bo, who had died and ransomed, and the ones who were basically tall, Mr. Lin stood out, and Mr. Qiao and others who had brought the contract also rose to the top, and the successor Mrs. Lin You Tonghua had to rise to the top.

Mrs. Qiao was stunned. Her husband died and she was young and beautiful. Shouldn’t she raise a man? How to raise someone else’s children? Although she was very proud of her face when she remarries, she would know that she was annoying. This poor child, Mrs. Qiao thought of this.

After the girls informed, members of the female family members, Mrs. Fan, Mrs. Wu and Mrs. Feng entered the room. Mrs. Wu and Mrs. Feng looked red and said with a smile: "What our master is right, Mrs. Chengpingbo is a person who can be close to you. Although he is of a low origin, our women rely on the masters outside to earn clothes and have high ambitions."

With this sentence, flowing passages passed through Mrs. Qiao's mind. The young and ambitious mistress, Mr. Qiao deceived her, and pampered her aunt and lingered her wife. It depends on who has the best means. Mrs. Qiao generously gave in and then gave in because she was not the leader of the Red Street and could not play with the tricks of the aunts. Until the eldest son was born, she was awake in the guidance of her parents' family, and hurriedly gave birth to the third child. After the three children were born, even Mr. Qiao found that there was something that could not keep up with the rhythm. The rhythm of the Qiao family as a family.

Mr. Qiao’s compensation was made up by the sixth and seventh girls, but Mrs. Qiao was disheartened. The eldest and the second brother did not learn well, and the third brother couldn’t wait to destroy her. Her ambition was destroyed during the years when Mr. Qiao grew up, and it broke into pieces and turned into wind.

Thinking of this, the focus in my heart was extinguished and quietly calmed down to nothing.

It was not until Mrs. Feng's words came out that Mrs. Qiao's impulse was a little irritated. Mrs. Feng Liangbang smiled and said, "The Nanxing family has always been coming and going. We have not taken care of Mrs. Bo's widow. Just take advantage of her adopting the child. Should she really be in charge of her life in Chengping Bo Ling's position, or pretend to fool the people of Quan Nanxing."

Mrs. Fan was always dissatisfied. When she heard this, she still refuted: "Raising a child will make her chastity. Don't forget that she is only sixteen years old! The girls who got married in my mother's family this year are all sixteen years old and have just tasted the joy of fish and water."

This is a profile of the aristocratic family. There are always unobstructed words like Mrs. Fan. Mrs. Qiao smiled and Mrs. Wu glanced at her. Mrs. Feng replied in surprise: "You are talking, Mrs. Chengping Bo just got married this year, and she was despaired and went west that year."

Mrs. Fan had nothing to say. Mrs. Feng didn't want to argue about this matter anymore. When it comes to His Highness King Jin leaving the royal city, would he want to fight? The female family members would make frightened voices, and Mrs. Fan was no exception. She warmly told the inside story she knew. In the end, everyone wished His Highness King Jin to return in triumphantly.
Chapter completed!