Chapter 784 Dad, You Are Crying
For ordinary women, confinement is a rare enjoyment. On weekdays, they are busy serving their parents-in-law, taking care of the family's food, clothing, housing and transportation, and taking care of their children.
You can put all of this behind you during the confinement period.
If you give birth to a daughter, your mother-in-law will most likely give you the cold shoulder, but unless she is vicious, she will endure her dissatisfaction and take care of your daughter-in-law.
Therefore, this month is the best time in a woman's life except the days she spends at her parents' home.
But for those pampered ladies, confinement after childbirth is a living torture.
"You, you're lucky you were born in September. If you were born in June or July, you would have gone crazy from the confinement."
Chang said with a smile while holding her granddaughter.
Li Tian had a cloth wrapped around her forehead. There was a charcoal basin burning in the room. The silver frost charcoal was smokeless and odorless, but there was a little wind coming in occasionally. Chang said, "This son-in-law is weird. He said that the doors and windows must be closed tightly. If you burn charcoal, you have to let the air out for half an hour. Tsk tsk! Do you think the Mohists even teach women how to stay in confinement after childbirth?"
Li Tian leaned against the bed, holding a book in her hand. When Jiang Qingzhi was at home, he confiscated many of her novels. When Jiang Qingzhi left, Li Tian was completely free. She asked someone to take out those novels and read them every day when she had nothing to do.
Since entering the pregnancy period, Fucheng basically stopped reporting matters at home. Li Tian knew it very well and knew that this was Jiang Qingzhi's order, so she took a rest.
Huang Yaner stood aside, and seeing Li Tian leisurely, she smiled and said, "Now we just have to wait for Master Bo to come back."
As soon as she said this, Huang Yaner regretted it... Chang's smile disappeared and she sighed, "How many people are waiting to see their son-in-law make a fool of himself, Tian'er. You said that if you marry a chicken, you follow the chicken; if you marry a dog, you follow the dog; if you marry a monkey, you follow the mountain. Your father and I thought you married a noble and noble man, and you would live a life of wealth and worry-free. Who would have thought that your son-in-law is so capable? Now... Hey! Being too capable is also worrying!"
Huang Yan'er felt that something was wrong, so she lowered her eyebrows and said amiably, "My Lord will definitely not lose."
"If we lose, we'll be in trouble. If we win, we'll be suspected. Either we win or we lose, or we win big." Chang gritted her teeth and said, "If we can win big... Tian'er, your father said that our dynasty has never won a big victory since Emperor Chengzu. If the son-in-law becomes so famous, even the emperor will be cautious and dare not take action against him. Right!"
Chang slapped his thigh and said, "We are about to win. Since people are suspicious of us, we should be more arrogant! The more arrogant we are, the less likely they will dare to attack us!"
Li Tian felt that her mother was right, but she smiled bitterly, "Altan Khan has more than 100,000 troops! This side... this is not a secret now. When my husband discussed the war with Xu Wei and others before leaving, he once said that the troops including the Datong border troops were less than 100,000."
"God, there are less than 100,000, but there are more than 100,000 over there." Seeing her daughter sad, Chang was worried that she would be worried and hurt her body during the confinement period, so she smiled and said, "But your son-in-law is a famous general of the Ming Dynasty. Can't he defeat the strong with the weak? I think he can!"
"Mom, you don't need to comfort me, I..."
Bang!
Suddenly there was a sound of something falling outside, followed by a high-pitched voice.
"My lady! Great...great...great victory!"
"What great victory?" Li Tian asked.
"Wan Sheng!"
There were faint cheers coming from outside, and then someone screamed, probably because he had just fallen down. Then the screams turned into cheers: "My lady, great victory, Lord Earl won a great victory."
"What?" Li Tian sat up straight suddenly and threw the novel in his hand away.
A maid rushed in and shouted in ecstasy: "My lady, the Lord sent an envoy to announce the victory. In the battle of Datong, the Lord defeated Altan Khan. It's a great victory, my lady!"
Li Tian slowly looked at her mother: "..."
I don’t know either… Could it be that my mouth has been blessed? Chang: “…”
"Great victory!"
The cheers were getting closer and louder.
"My Lord has won a great victory."
"How dare those people laugh at our family!"
"Wan Sheng!"
"Mom." Li Tian stared at her mother.
Chang felt uneasy when she looked at her, "Tian'er, what are you doing..."
"Mom, I have something to ask of you."
"Whatever you want, just say it."
"How about you make another wish? Just wish that your husband will come back tomorrow."
"Bah!" Chang scolded with a smile, "You think your mother is a god! Tomorrow, tomorrow, who knows, she might come back today. Is that what you wish for?"
Li Tian smiled, then closed her eyes. "During this period, so many people have been staring at Xin'an Lane, waiting for me to collapse under the pressure, waiting for me to go to the palace to explain, waiting for me to be in a state of panic all day long. It would be best if there were two dead bodies, waiting for my husband to return, my hair would turn white overnight, and from then on, the Jiang family would become a joke, and the Mo family would become a street rat. But I made it through."
Mrs. Chang knew her daughter's difficulties. She patted her daughter's hand and said, "My son-in-law has won a great victory. Even if there is any suspicion, it will take several years or even more than ten years for it to show up. I feel relieved! Ah!"
"Hmm!" Li Tian felt tears in the corners of her eyes. "Fucheng and Yan'er have been hiding everything from me recently. They only report good news and not bad news. But how could I not know that those people are sharpening their knives, waiting for the news of my husband's defeat, and then they will strike hard. I am worried, but... I dare not show even a little bit."
"Tian'er." Chang's eyes were red.
"My husband has come north with the king's instructions. As his wife, I naturally cannot embarrass him. Even if I die, I must stand and make those people dare not underestimate the Jiang family."
Li Tian took a deep breath, "Yan'er."
"Madam!" Huang Yaner stepped forward.
"Go to the front yard and tell Fucheng to set off all the firecrackers prepared for the New Year. The more lively the better. Oh, and set up a buffet. Tell Fucheng not to be stingy. Just prepare the best food and wine. Invite the neighbors and passersby to eat and drink. The more lively the better."
"Yes."
"Isn't it too...that?" Chang felt it was too much.
"Mother, even if the Bo's Mansion is silent, will those people stop?"
"Of course not."
"Since you won't stop no matter what I do, why shouldn't I be happier? If I keep it to myself, others will be the ones who are happy. When you are happy in life, you should enjoy it to the fullest." Li Tian said as he was about to get out of bed, but Chang pushed him back.
"My ancestor, you are still in confinement after childbirth!"
"My husband said that sitting for half a month is enough."
"But it's not even ten days. Sit tight."
Chang looked at her daughter and felt more and more unfamiliar with her.
Is this young woman who is decisive and dares to go against the scholars really his chaste second daughter?
In the front yard, Fucheng heard what Huang Yaner said and shouted, "Move all the firecrackers out and set them off. The louder the better! Also, invite a chef to prepare a buffet. We won't celebrate today, just focus on the spending." Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Outside the Bo Mansion, the air was filled with smoke, and some sharp voices from Fucheng echoed throughout Xin'an Lane amid the sound of firecrackers.
"A great victory in the Northwest. My wife ordered a buffet. No one in the family should cook today. Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to the Jiang family."
The neighbors were all outside celebrating at the moment, and someone shouted, "Do relatives count?"
"Okay!" Fu Cheng said, "Just come. Today we have good wine and good food. Let's celebrate for Ming Dynasty, for Lord Bo, and for Little Lord Bo!"
in the palace.
Ever since Jiang Qingzhi and Prince Yu left, Prince Jing has become much quieter.
When he had nothing to do, he would stay in the Imperial Hospital to ask for medical advice, or study on his own, as if he was possessed.
King Jing came to the Imperial Hospital early in the morning. As soon as he arrived, he found a place to sit down, picked up a medical book and read it, taking notes from time to time, and asking for advice when he had any doubts.
"There are many types of typhoid fever. This one is caused by wind and cold..."
"This is not a cold. This is caused by the cold that has been accumulated inside for a long time and is triggered by external evil."
King Jing was arguing with an imperial physician, and both sides were arguing with saliva flying and red faces.
"Great victory!"
There was a cheer outside, and King Jing was stunned. "What great victory?"
"Good news from the northwest, Lord Changqing has defeated Altan Khan!"
A clerk rushed in and shouted in ecstasy.
King Jing was stunned for a moment, then turned and ran away.
"Hey! Your Highness, the external evil you are talking about is... Your Highness, Your Highness!"
Prince Jing ran to Prince Yu's bedroom in one breath. He suddenly stopped and smiled bitterly, "Third brother is not here!"
King Jing turned around and walked slowly.
The eunuch who came out after hearing the noise looked at his back and muttered, "Look... so pitiful."
That year, King Jing murmured in the autumn wind, "It turns out that we are different."
That year, the emperor, who was cultivating, heard the news of victory and broke the jade glass in his hand.
Bah!
Emperor Jiajing jumped up with a lightness that was not in line with his age, and then stared at the palace door with his eyes shining.
Rui Jingxian crossed the threshold with a leap.
Then kneel down and slide...
"Your Majesty!"
Rui Jingxian shouted in a voice that was almost like howling, "Great victory! Your Majesty!"
"Speak, you bastard!" Emperor Jiajing's eyes were red.
Since the army set out, the seemingly calm Emperor Jiajing had been unable to sleep for many mornings. Every time he sat in meditation, all kinds of thoughts would come to his mind, making him restless and irritable.
If Emperor Jiajing had not practiced Taoism for many years, his faith in Taoism would have collapsed long ago.
But even so, the emperor's cunningness allowed him to remain calm in front of outsiders.
but!
At this moment, all calmness collapsed.
The tone was so fierce that it was frightening.
Rui Jingxian shuddered at the fierce gaze of Emperor Jiajing. After learning the good news, he rushed into the palace.
I must report the victory to His Majesty before Lu Bing does!
This was Rui Jingxian's obsession, but when he saw the emperor's fierce eyes, he knew that he had made a mistake in keeping the secret, and just slid to his knees in front of Emperor Jiajing. He said: "Chang Weibo led his army to defeat Altan Khan's army, killing more than 20,000 people and capturing more than 30,000 people. Altan Khan fled in a panic..."
In an instant, Emperor Jiajing regained his composure.
The ecstatic Huang Jin discovered that Taoist's hands were shaking.
More and more shaking!
Even my fucking feet are shaking!
Huang Jin, who knew his master well, knew that his master was trying hard to suppress his ecstasy.
"His Majesty!"
"What a great victory!"
The eunuchs came in one after another to congratulate him.
As people close to the emperor, they knew the great significance of this war to the Ming Dynasty and Emperor Jiajing.
If he fails, the literati will attack him frantically, just like they did to Di Qing in the early Song Dynasty, and get rid of Jiang Qingzhi, the Taoist's right-hand man.
Then they will use their power to pounce on Emperor Jiajing, just as their predecessors in the early Song Dynasty pounced on Emperor Renzong.
Renzong chose to hide and became a puppet of the literati for the rest of his life.
The Taoist priest was very powerful, but faced with the general trend, he could only retreat to Xiyuan and confine himself to a small area.
"Your Majesty, a great victory!"
Huang Jing's eyes were filled with tears.
"It's such a happy occasion, why are you crying?" The Taoist said with a stern face.
"father!"
Little Cotton Jacket came and stood outside the door, and asked curiously: "Dad, you are crying."
(End of this chapter)
