Chapter 124 Leading troops into Beijing

Jiang Shuyue frowned even more tightly.

Xiao Jingzhao did so much for the people, but in the end the epidemic came as expected.

What other preparations had he made? Is the current epidemic prescription as effective as she thought?

Xiao Jingzhao should be arriving in the capital soon, right?

There were so many things she wanted to know, so much that she wished she could grow a pair of wings out of thin air and fly out of the capital to see for herself.

A bunch of candlelight reflected on her delicate cheeks, and a strand of black hair hung down from her forehead and fell on her white neck, adding a bit of charm, making people unable to look away.

Nangong Zeyue suppressed the emotions in her eyes and looked away at the tea cup in her hand, "I heard that the emperor has ordered that refugees are not allowed to enter Beijing. There are also businessmen coming in and out. If anyone with symptoms of the epidemic goes to the hospital for treatment, be careful. a little."

"The people who come to Jishi Hall are all women from the back house. They should be safe for the time being."

Jiang Shuyue raised her hand and moved a strand of hair hanging down from her forehead behind her ears, and smiled lightly at Nangong Zeyue.

"What are you worried about? Are you afraid that he will come to the capital to snatch your child from you?"

Nangong Zeyue glimpsed the uneasiness in her heart.

Jiang Shuyue shook her head, "I didn't think too much about it. As long as Suisui grows up happily and healthily, I don't mind living with him occasionally."

There were many rumors about Prince Yannan, and Nangong Zeyue vaguely smelled something different.

Even the storytellers in the capital were telling his stories, and the people were looking forward to him raising troops to the capital.

The atmosphere in the room was a little heavy. Nangong Zeyue raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "I heard that the Zhen University Scholar's family has sent gifts again?"

"Mrs. Zhen's headache has improved after using the prescription I gave her. She specially asked the real housekeeper to send sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. The chef at Zhen's family makes really good cakes. I asked Lan'er to send them to you. You I’ve tried it too. Is it better than what’s sold on the street?”

"It's okay. I'll go to Renyazi another day and take a look. If I can find a good cook, I'll buy two more."

All the cakes Lan'er sent to Nangong Zeyue's courtyard went into Suisui's stomach, but Nangong Zeyue didn't taste any of them.

Seeing that Jiang Shuyue was not aware of the Zhen family's enthusiastic intentions, Nangong Zeyue was not in a position to tell the truth.

Jiang Shuyue practiced the Kungfu called yoga every morning. Her skin was white and tender, and her figure was like a virgin. Nangong Zeyue knew clearly from the outside that it was only a matter of time before the real family came to propose marriage.

At this time, Xiao Jingzhao was heading to the capital with tens of thousands of troops, food and medicinal materials.

Along the way, wherever he went, he sought interviews with the county magistrate.

When the miserable county magistrates and local officials saw him, it was as if they had seen a savior, and they all surrendered and surrendered.

He distributed the medicines he had hoarded to places where epidemics occurred.

With the medicinal materials and prescriptions he distributed, the epidemic was quickly brought under control.

The large group of people arrived in the capital unimpeded.

When the city guards saw the large group of people coming to the city gate, they shouted in surprise and were about to close the city gate.

The heavy city gate had just been half closed when a group of people rushed out from nowhere and quickly controlled the city guards.

The crowd was in a commotion, and someone shouted: "We don't need such a king who is incompetent, extravagant, only cares about pleasure, indulges in wealth, ignores government affairs, and makes the people miserable."

"Yes! We don't want such a king."

The crowd suddenly stopped panicking.

Someone shouted: "The Crown Prince of Yannan came to Beijing according to the imperial edict of Emperor Renzong to revive the imperial court and greet the Crown Prince respectfully."

"Congratulations to the Crown Prince!"

Suddenly, the shouts were loud.

The city guards were controlled. The soldiers on the city wall held bows in their hands and pointed them at the people pouring into the city. They didn't know where to start.

The people who enter the city are all dressed as ordinary people. If the arrows in their hands are shot out, they will be the ones who die without a burial place.

When they saw clearly that there was an extraordinary man in the crowd, they felt a slight chill on their necks, and there was a scolding from behind them.

"Put down your arrows and surrender to the Crown Prince. Your positions remain unchanged. If there is any resistance, we will kill them without mercy." A group of people descended from the sky with swords in their hands.

When he turned around, the cold sword was already placed on his neck.

Seeing that the situation was over, the soldiers guarding the city had no intention of resisting, so they simply put down their bows and raised their hands.

On horseback, Xiao Jingzhao was wearing a black outfit and a gold-trimmed cloak. His dark hair was tied high, his eyebrows were straight, and his phoenix eyes contained a sharp light.

Under the admiring eyes of the people, he was surrounded by a group of people and walked slowly towards the palace.

Thin lips pursed lightly, handsome features with sharp edges, tall but not rugged figure, sitting on horseback with a heroic appearance.

Wherever he went, people knelt down and worshiped, "Welcome the Crown Prince."

Xiao Jingzhao gave instructions to the people beside him, and the guard led a group of people and ran forward.

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In the backyard of the medical center, a loud cry of a baby could be heard.

The woman waiting outside the delivery room clasped her hands together and said piously: "God bless me, my eldest grandson has finally landed."

After a while, Jiang Shuyue came out of the delivery room, and the female doctor behind her carried the mother and child to the next room.

She glanced at the woman at the door indifferently and said, "Congratulations, madam, mother and daughter are safe."

"Didn't she say she was pregnant with a son?"

Jiang Shuyue frowned slightly.

Today, the mother's child is in an abnormal fetal position. If she gives birth at home, she will definitely die, maybe one or two.

The mother-in-law heard that there was a female medical center in the capital. She lied that the doctor told her that she was carrying a baby boy, so she coaxed her mother-in-law to send her to the medical center.

Seeing the woman's disgust, Jiang Shuyue said: "A woman giving birth is like a farmer planting melons. The beans you plant are just beans, don't expect to get melons. Whether you give birth to a boy or a girl is determined by the man."

Talking about science with the ancients is like playing the lute to a cow. Jiang Shuyue can only use easy-to-understand words to make a metaphor. As for whether the woman can understand it or pretends not to understand it, it is not her business.

"The parturient should not be moved within three days. You can leave a maid to serve or hire a female doctor to take care of her. It's up to you."

Seeing that the woman was wearing gold and silver, she must have money at home.

If she wants her female doctor to take care of her, she will have to charge her extra.

"No need. It's not that delicate to give birth to a girl. Just leave the maid in her room to serve her here."

The woman had a dark face and led the maid in her room away.

In this era of male superiority and female inferiority, there are countless such mothers-in-law, and Jiang Shuyue is no longer surprised.

Although she wanted to argue with the woman, she was a woman, why did she look down on women?

Think about this bad era, forget it, what if she argued?

Women have too little room to survive.

At this time, Qiuju came in from outside, she walked to Jiang Shuyue and lowered her voice: "Miss, the prince has entered the capital."

Jiang Shuyue's eyes lit up, and she asked hurriedly: "Where did he go, did he encounter any obstacles?"

"I heard that a large group of people went to the palace gate, and the people knelt down to welcome them."

"Just now, the guards announced along the street, asking everyone to close the door and not go out. I guess the prince is afraid that the emperor will jump over the wall and hurt innocent people."

"Miss, don't go out, I will go and close the door of the clinic immediately."

Qiuju saw the lady walking out and hurriedly chased after her.