I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

  Chapter 542 Princess Son-in-Law Extra 5 In this life, I will only give birth to monkeys for you

  Ying Zhezhe asked about Brother Cang, "He is not young anymore, I was thinking, with your current relationship with His Majesty and the Queen, it is not difficult to send the child to Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, right?"

  She is really good at playing the emotional card, and it fits Tai Wen's wishes.

   "A person like you, I thought you would let him learn martial arts. Qianming Academy has a tradition of martial arts."

  In the past, Ying Zhezhe would naturally do this, but today is different. "Once the emperor and the courtiers, Yi Zhaoxian fell, and the martial arts tradition was broken. As for us, we must follow His Majesty's holy will."

  Your Majesty loves Baicaoshi so much, and will definitely support Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine founded by Baicaoshi.

  Tai Wen hooked the corner of his lower lip, but she was a smart woman.

  Since Ying Zhezhe made a request, Tai Wen sent Tai Jincang to the palace, and sent him to reunite with his mother once every ten days. After all, blood is thicker than water.

   It's just that he himself didn't show up again.

   More than a month later, Ying Zhezhe heard the palace people's discussion in the palace, and Tai Wen was named Marshal, and he will go to the front line soon. She sat at the flower bed and thought for a long time.

  The day before Tai Jincang came, Ying Zhezhe ordered the palace servants to pour a whole basin of cold water for her and pour it over her head.

  The cold water is biting to the bone, Ying Zhezhe's delicate body is trembling in the wind, she is sick.

  Tai Jincang saw his mother's weak and pitiful appearance, and his heart felt like fire.

Ying Zhezhe comforted him with a weak breath: "It doesn't matter, it will be fine in a few days. I just miss the queen very much recently. You don't know, I met the queen very early. She is good at medicine, ingenious, and also cared for by others." I made a dress for Qinghuafang. The Chrysanthemum Garden Gathering that day, my mother was so beautiful."

   "Unfortunately, time will not come back. Otherwise, I will only be with her on that day, and there will be no subsequent events."

  Tai Jincang didn't know why the mother and the queen were together, so there would be no later incidents. Ying Zhezhe confessed to Tai Wen through his son's mouth. From Tai Jincang's point of view, he only thought that his mother was a princess, so how could he be treated like this?

He knelt down to Ying Zhezhe, with tears streaming down his face, "Mother, relax, my son will go and beg His Majesty to let the imperial physician come and treat mother. The son has to intercede for his mother and leave this palace. Yanjing is vast, and the sky and earth are big." Big, mother can go wherever she wants."

  Ying Zhezhe was very pleased, stroking the back of his head, "Don't go, don't embarrass your father. He is now His Majesty's most trusted subject, how can you embarrass Your Majesty?"

   After Tai Jincang came back, he told Tai Wen everything about the matter.

  Tai Wen fell into deep thought. After all, he was worried, and when it was getting dark, he rode a fast horse out of the city and entered the palace.

  Sneaking into the dormitory, he slowly got used to the darkness. With the help of the lantern outside, he saw Ying Zhezhe in a coma, put his hand on it, and found that her forehead was hot and had a high fever.

   "Princess?" Tai Wen shook her arm.

   Ying Zhezhe was delirious and was still talking nonsense. "My son-in-law, it's my fault. I shouldn't, I shouldn't have treated you that way."

  It turned out that when she dreamed back at midnight, she also regretted it. It's really ridiculous!

   "But who told you to call Gigi on your wedding night? Is Gigi your woman? Do you know how sad I am?"

  Tai Wenru was struck by lightning, and he froze on the spot, unable to turn around for a long time.

   Did they all misunderstand each other?

  God's joke is too much.

   "Fool, idiot, you are so smart, why didn't you expect that Shuangji is Zhezhe, it's Zhezhe you. Didn't you pretend to be Lin Jiji and enter Qianming Academy?"

  Ying Zhezhe is still chanting Jiji's name, this name is her obsession, which runs through her dreams.

  Tai Wen didn't care about anything else, wrapped her in a quilt, and put her on the horse. He was going to Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, but at this moment, he didn't know if Gu Xian or Granny Lihua were still there.

  That night, Tai Wen knocked on the door of Dean Gu Xian, and came to treat Ying Zhezhe. After a busy night, Ying Zhezhe finally had a fever.

   After dawn, Tai Wen went to court.

   After retreating from the court, he took the initiative to plead guilty to Ying Zhexu. "Without His Majesty's permission, I will...will..."

  He swallowed the words again, so he didn't turn his head back, how could he have any more entanglements with the princess?

  Ying Zhexu stared at the hesitant Tai Wen, "Say something quickly, if you want to retreat, I will find another talented person."

  Tai Wen fell to his knees, "Your Majesty, Tai Jincang's mother suffered from high fever, and I took her out of the palace for treatment without permission, and hereby apologize to Your Majesty."

  Ying Zhexu let out a long "oh", and then his face was as deep as the sea.

  This statement is very flattering, defining Ying Zhezhe as Tai Jincang's mother, not a princess who tried to usurp power.

   "Tai Wen, I can grant your request and give her freedom. But if something goes wrong, ten of your heads are not enough to cut off, and Tai Jincang will be implicated."

  Tai Wen was overjoyed, but he did not expect His Majesty to be relieved. "Thank you, Your Majesty Ron."

  After Tai Wen left, Baicaoshi came to deliver cakes to Ying Zhexu. Ying Zhexu told the story.

   "Yu Bao, did you want to let the princess go?" Baicaoshi asked.

  A princess who has been deprived of her title, Ying Zhexu is confident enough that she won't make any big waves.

"I came to report from Tianxing Palace the day before yesterday. The princess's own illness may be to test Tai Wen, or maybe to fight for freedom. The reason why I let her go is because she still has a little bit of love with you." Old love."

  Ying Zhexu loves Wu and Wu.

  Tai Wen did not expect that Ying Zhezhe not only regained his freedom, but also followed up the barracks.

  The life of the army is no worse than being at the feet of the emperor, it is bitter and tiring, and Ying Zhezhe still pretends to be a small soldier who informs.

  She was in good health not long ago.

  Tai Wen led the army to drive straight in, and went straight to Dasheng Dragon City.

  As the front line gets longer and longer, the disadvantages and shortcomings are more and more revealed. Insufficient troops, too scattered.

  Tai Wen was waiting for the news of Pei Yuanxian's withdrawal.

   However, Pei Yuanxian was Pei Yuanxian after all. He rectified the troops with lightning speed and killed Tai Wen by surprise.

  During the battle, Tai Wen was seriously injured.

  A country cannot be without a king for a day, and an army cannot be without a commander for a day.

  At this time, Ying Zhezhe, pretending to be a soldier, stood up and conveyed the battle strategy on behalf of Tai Wen. Instead of fighting recklessly with the Dasheng bayonet, it is broken into parts, guerrilla roundabouts, and preservation of vitality. At the same time, they retreated towards the border of Yancheng.

  The trick worked.

  Da Yan's army finally withdrew to Qinzhou. There was an outbreak of epidemics in this city, and it was the high-level joint confrontation between the two countries that suppressed it.

  Tai Wen breathed a sigh of relief, the nerves that had been tense for days were able to breathe, and he was safe.

   That night, after Tai Wen fell asleep, Ying Zhezhe revealed her true intentions.

  In the rustling night, Tai Wen felt the heat around him, the softness in his arms, and the smell of spices made his blood rush.

   Something is wrong.

  He wanted to get up, a pair of arms wrapped around him, and soft lips covered his. His reason told him no.

  The woman spoke in the darkness.

   "I will help you break out of the siege and bring the soldiers home. Is this how you will repay me?"

   "I'll give you the military merit." Tai Wen was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said.

   "Military merit belongs to you, and you belong to me." The woman offered the condition again.

  Tai Wen: "..."

  The fire in his chest was eating away at his thoughts. There is hatred and unwillingness. "Ying Zhezhe, what do you really want? You choose the path yourself."

  A branch of red apricot came out of the wall back then, but now it's hard to get it back.

  Ying Zhezhe stretched out a finger, "Give me a bowl, I just want a bowl."

   What did she say? Tai Wen asked himself, Ying Zhezhe is definitely the most shameless person Tai has ever met in his life.

   "Change to another one, and all other conditions will be fulfilled to you."

   Ying Zhezhe kissed him again. Her breath gushes by the ear, and it drills into the ear like a small hook, like a tempting peach.

   "Exchange all your military achievements for a bowl of yours."

   The joy you give.

  Tai Wen closed his eyes, moved his hand around, and turned to the top, turning his back on the guest.

   "You asked for this, don't cry then."

   Ying Zhezhe really cried, pain and happiness.

  Tai Wen fell asleep at dawn. Ying Zhezhe nestled in his arms, drawing circles with his fingertips on his chest.

   "I only now understand that prosperity and power are fleeting, who is the most important to me."

   "Those weeds and noodles are like floating clouds. You see, in my life, I only gave birth to a monkey for you."

   "Just start over, my son-in-law."

  The voice is low, like the whisper of the wind, fleeting.

  Tai Wen, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes, and the eyelids jumped.

  Ying Zhezhe started chasing after her husband, chasing her all over the world, and was once thought by Baicao Poetry that the south wind prevailed in the army.

  The two of them quarreled in front of Ying Zhexu and Baicaoshi.

  Ying Zhezhe talked nonsense, saying that the night before the reconciliation and separation, there was a spring breeze, and the bead was darkened.

   The empress duo was stunned.

   It is difficult for an upright official to decide on housework.

  Ying Zhexu doesn't care anymore, what do you like.

  After returning to Beijing, the child could not be found, but not long after, Ying Zhezhe confirmed the pregnancy.

  Tai Wen did not admit it, nor did he marry a wife.

   But Ying Zhezhe lived in the Hou Mansion as Tai Jincang's mother.

   Yes, Tai Wen has been named Marquis.

  Conceived in October, Ying Zhezhe gave birth to another son, named Tai Jinlan.

  Tai Jinlan and Ying Nianshi grew up together.

   (Princess concubine's extra episode ends, next episode will be about Concubine Si and Ying Zhefeng)

   The new book "Bamboo Drifting Beauty" has been launched, and you can read it here in a few days.

   Introduction:

   [See Intangible Cultural Heritage] Call for essays, novels with realistic themes.

   Li Xiao saw Zhu Sheng for the first time, she was practicing the splits on the Red River while stepping on a bamboo pole.

   OMG, reproduce the famous scene of martial arts novels "crossing the river with a reed", Chinese Qinggong floating on the water?

   He slapped it casually and published it on the Internet, which immediately attracted 10W+ traffic.

   He suddenly had an idea to be her Bole and manager.

   Hiding the rich second generation, a half-assed self-media content producer, making a short video is a mess.

   Tapping, patting, he completely lost his heart.

   Zhu Sheng has a dance dream, and wants to show it to someone.

   After hitting a wall in reality, she moved the stage to the Honghe River.

   Water ballet, water flying, water ethnic style, water moon picking...

   One person, one bamboo, one river, popular all over the world.

   [Miss sister who is an inheritor of intangible cultural heritage and born with a sense of dance] X [Little brother who is a stubborn self-media director in the second middle school]

   Let's see how they spark.

  (end of this chapter)