Great Tang Broom Star

There are many legends in the past dynasties.

Especially for those big people, the family has worked hard for their future...

When my son Long Aotian was born, auspicious clouds descended from the sky, immortals saluted, and divine dragons descended to earth!

When my son Leng Binghan was born, there was a red light in the delivery room, and the fragrance was strong, and he was ten years younger when he sniffed it. His father just took a sip, and instantly changed from a youth to a baby. Not to mention, my mother still has to breastfeed him.

This is a fraud by the elders of the family for the future of the child.

The way of fraud has a long history, and of course there is more than one kind.

There is another kind of person who grows up to be awesome, for example, if he becomes an emperor or an important minister, he will brag about himself.

Let’s go out and say, when I was born, there was a giant tiger carrying Ganoderma lucidum from the mountain, there was a phoenix dancing and singing on the delivery room, and a fortune-teller passed by outside the imperial city and exclaimed: This is the birth of Mingjun!

Historians like to record such gods and gods to show their solemnity.

But everyone knows that Han Gaozu was an idler, Tang Gaozu was a grandma...

Now some people say that the direction of the palace is shrouded in dark clouds, gestating something.

This is the reverse operation.

Other people's children are born with auspicious clouds, but when your Wu Mei's child is born with dark clouds, what does this mean?

This child was born with an ominous name. Even if Li Zhi knew that it was the ghost of Queen Wang and others, he still felt uncomfortable. left out.

"Good method!"

Jia Pingan thought about it in the value room, and then went out immediately.

He went to do some shopping and then went home.

Ming Jing is practicing.

It is said to be cultivation, but it is actually meditation.

"Meditating is a waste of life."

Jia Ping'an's voice came from outside.

Ming Jing's heart was broken in an instant.

"Come out, there are good things."

Ming Jing rolled her eyes, thinking that this gentleman is really too cynical.

She opened the door and came out, and Jia Pingan went to the study first.

Ming Jing followed a few steps and realized something was wrong.

How do I look like a puppy?

This state is not right!

Ming stopped.

Jia Pingan turned around and smiled, and said in a low voice, "Then keep it secret."

He called Hongyan over.

In the study, Jia Pingan took out a small bowl with liquid from the bottom line of the table. He made a thread out of it and put it on paper to dry.

"Do you know how many ways to order tofu?"

Hongyan shook his head, "I don't even know how to make tofu."

That's safe.

Jia Pingan got a copper coin and tried to smooth the surface.

After half of the work, Jia Ping'an raised his head and realized that he was a little stupid, "Come on, keep doing it."

"Why?" Hongyan felt that he should not do rough work.

"If you don't work, you won't eat." Jia Ping'an looked like a capitalist.

Hongyan played for a long time, and his hands were worn out...

"Look."

No matter what type of woman they are, they love their skin. If the skin is fair and tender, the heart is dark and refreshed. If the white and tender skin is broken, how distressed it is!

There is water in Hongyan's eyes...

"You're just a scumbag.

" Jia Ping'an casually said the golden sentence: "The body is just a stinky bag containing our souls. Some can reach the other side directly, and some are drowned halfway. The more you care about this stinky skin, the lower your chances of attaining enlightenment. "

Hongyan pursed her mouth: "Mr., mutton with skin is also delicious. Last time, Mr. Lang said that you should eat it with the skin. I thought that vegetables should also be eaten with the skin."

Jia Ping's head was full of black lines, and he felt that he had done a lot of evil.

Then he wrote a character of filial piety on the copper plate and threaded it with soaked thread.

"You..." Jia Pingan looked at Hongyan, "You are too honest, sit down."

Hongyan's heart trembled, and he said in a trembling voice, "What are you going to do, sir?"

She took a step back, Jia Pingan got up and came over, "Sit down!"

This is to...

Hongyan was stiff all over, "Lang Jun..."

"What are you thinking? Sit down."

Hongyan sat down, his whole body stiff like a wooden stake.

Du He looked happy outside.

Mr. Lang, is this enlightened?

Wonderful!

He glanced at Ming Jing who was washing clothes beside him, and felt that he had made a mistake in the past.

Lang Jun is such a great talent and handsome, so he naturally likes women, but why didn't he sleep with Ming Jing, instead he chose Hongyan?

He couldn't help but think of the emperor.

Li Zhi's first few children were all born in the palace, that is to say, when he was still young, he couldn't wait to become a palace man.

Why! This is hunger for food!

Hongyan... really is a great hero.

As long as you get the hang of it, the rest will fall into place.

Go back and find a matchmaker?

Du He felt wrong.

At the level of the Jia family, how can the marriage of the head of the family be decided by a matchmaker?

To marry!

The granddaughters of the bosses can take a look, and the Cui family can also take a look.

The future is boundless!

Du He was secretly happy, feeling that the old Jia's family had become more and more stable on the Kangzhuang Avenue.

Inside, Jia Pingan operated several times and muttered: "The face is too slippery, it's not sticky."

Ming Jing always felt that she was ugly, but she was actually extraordinarily tender and smooth, which made many women envy. Hearing Lang Jun's praise at this moment, he couldn't help secretly happy.

"The description here is darker, so it looks like a black girl."

But Jia Pingan just wanted to put makeup on her.

Am I thinking too much?

Hongyan was frustrated.

When the make-up was over later, Jia Pingan looked at the dark-skinned female crown and said, "Get ready, go outside the imperial city and pretend to be a ghost."

...

In the carriage, Hongyan wanted to touch his face, but Jia Pingan coughed dryly, "Don't break it."

Hongyan lowered her head and suddenly asked: "Mr. Lang, what are you doing here?"

Jia Pingan said: "You go outside the imperial city later, calm down, put this copper coin outside, and then say something..."

Jia Pingan took out a copper coin, "Calm down, put it down and go, go to Pingkangfang, someone will wait for you there."

Hongyan was a little nervous, "Mr. Lang, this can't be a treasure that can turn the world upside down."

Jia Pingan: "..."

"It's just a copper coin. After today, forget about it."

Hongyan is a slave, and Jia Ping'an's life and death are in the hands of Jia Pingan, which is why Jia Pingan asked her to pretend to be a ghost.

After arriving outside the imperial city later, Hongyan went down.

At this moment, she has become a stable female crown, looking like she is in her thirties.

When she walked to the imperial city, her heart beat faster.

What if Lang Jun's arrangements are inappropriate?

Then will I be killed?

Her face was flushed, but fortunately it was concealed by the makeup outside.

But thinking about how tolerant Mr. Lang is to me... the slaves of other people's family are not treated as well as the Jia family's, and the attitude of the master's family is even more different.

For such a good gentleman!

Hongyan encouraged herself.

When the sergeant guarding the gate saw a female crown coming, he shouted, "Stop!"

"What's the matter?" asked another.

The swan geese bowed their heads and went to take out their cuffs.

alert!

Several sergeants held the handle of the knife and stared at the female crown.

Hongyan took out a copper coin wrapped with a string, "I found this thing in front of the Taoist statue in the morning. There was a word on the ground: If this son is filial, the fire will continue."

She put the copper coins on the ground, turned around and left.

Free and easy!

Hongyan circled back from the other side. She was worried about being followed, so she kept turning her head.

According to Jia Pingan's arrangement, she entered Pingkangfang.

Where is your lord?

Jia Pingan said he would come to meet him.

What about people?

When he reached an alley, a hand suddenly stretched out.

Hongyan wanted to scream, but held back and was dragged inside.

Master Jia was inside, and he handed a bundle to Hongyan, "The alley over there is blocked by Wang Lao Er, and someone is blocking this side, so you quickly change your clothes, there is a wet towel inside, and wipe off the dirt on your face." , the yellow crown is also temporarily removed, and the hair is wiped, it is all white, tsk tsk!"

Hongyan hesitated to speak, thinking to himself, Mr. Slave is a woman! Is it appropriate to change clothes like this?

"The alley entrance can't be blocked for too long, change it quickly."

Hongyan wanted to go in more, but was worried that someone would come in from there.

Finally, she changed clothes behind Jia Ping'an.

She didn't realize that the person she trusted the most was Master Jia.

Jia Pingan heard the rustling voice behind him, and said angrily: "I don't know where to go in?"

Hongyan took off her outer clothes with a red face, "I'm afraid there will be someone inside."

Jia Pingan wanted to laugh, but in the end he was speechless looking at the sky.

He was thinking about the effect of sending that thing into the palace.

The thread has been soaked in salt and brine, and it can be burned by a fire, but only the outer layer of material is burned, and the inner thread is not damaged at all.

This son...

Sister, this child must be a son!

As for why I wrote the word filial piety.

Li Zhicai is in his twenties, and according to the trend of history, he can live another thirty years.

Thirty years!

Once that child becomes an adult, Li Zhi feels that he can still live for decades. In his eyes, the adult princes are all threats.

So at this time, the word filial piety must be highlighted.

Filial piety crushes everything.

Queen Wang and the others said that Chen Wang Li Zhongli was eager to learn, unbelievably clever, and extremely heroic...

Good words don't cost money, but they can't be used on the prince.

When Li Zhi heard that this son was a heroic man with an IQ of 250, and that Sister's son was honest and had only one advantage, filial piety, who would he think was better?

Whether as an emperor or from the perspective of an old father, of course a filial son is good.

And the son with an IQ of 250 is his own threat.

hehe!

Jia Pingan felt that he was too bad.

...

"Your Majesty, a female crown outside the imperial city sent a copper coin, saying that it was found in front of the Taoist statue in the morning, and there are still words on the ground..."

"What word?"

Li Zhi felt that this thing was nagging and a little tired.

However, in order to raise their social status, the old Li family said that their ancestors were Lao Tzu, the patriarch of Taoism.

So he must maintain a respectful posture.

"If this son is filial, the fire will continue."

Huh!

Li Zhi found it interesting.

"Your Majesty, the servant has checked and found nothing abnormal."

Shen Qiu disappeared without a trace.

Li Zhi smiled, "Go to Wu Mei."

Wu Mei is already bedridden, and the midwife and medical officer are waiting for her.

In the atmosphere of a battle, Li Zhi came.

"A female crown sent this earlier, saying that if this son is filial, the fire will continue."

Li Zhi mentioned this copper coin, thinking it was ridiculous.

What kind of thread burns continuously?

"I don't think this thread will burn."

Such tricks are quite boring to Li Zhi.

He looked at Wu Mei with scrutiny.

Who made this?

"Your Majesty, my concubine does not know."

"The Wu family hasn't entered the capital yet, it's my negligence." Li Zhi said casually.

This is suspicion.

Wu Mei had a headache. She knew Jia Ping'an better than Li Zhi. When she saw the copper coin, she knew it was written by brother. The point is, she knows that the Jia family has recently gained a female crown.

The whole world has abandoned her, only that young man is planning to run away for her and the child in his womb.

She lay on her back with tears streaming down her eyes.

This woman is pretending to cry!

Concubine Xiao Shu would cry when she made a mistake, crying pitifully, in order to ask for his forgiveness.

But Wu Mei wept silently.

Li Zhi became a little impatient. First release www.(x81zw) m./x81zw/

"It's a fire."

He doesn't like arguing with crying women, so speak with facts.

Wang Zhongliang took a look at Wu Mei, and felt that this woman was really unlucky, she hit the emperor's bad luck.

Today, Changsun Wuji is away again, and once again suggested that the emperor should establish a prince early, so as to reassure the hearts of the people in the world. Suggestions for candidates are given in the memorial: Li Zhong, the empress' fake son Chen Wang.

In the memorial, Li Zhong, the king of Chen, was praised for his majesty's heroic appearance, his agility, eagerness to learn, humility and courtesy.

Wang Zhongliang remembered that after the emperor finished reading, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed and his eyes were deep.

This is not happy anymore.

He asked someone to light a candle, and then held the thread on the copper coin and put the candle up.

Wu Mei tilted her head to look, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

So what if the emperor said that he had ulterior motives?

The emperor is already powerless to deal with Changsun Wuji and his gang at this moment, and the two women in the palace are sharing different dreams with him, which makes him exhausted physically and mentally.

He needs help.

As long as he can show his value, the emperor will not give up.

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath.

Li Zhi watched this scene casually.

The candle burnt to the thin line.

The fire sprang up immediately, Wang Zhongliang was startled, and threw it out subconsciously.

Copper coins and thin wire danced in the air with flames.

Wang Zhongliang felt that he was going to die.

He frantically grabbed the thin thread, but immediately thought that the thin thread would be burned.

But it was too late.

The thin thread was still burning, and after rolling a few times on the ground, the flame became smaller.

Everyone thinks the line is gone.

When the flame was extinguished, Wang Zhongliang picked up the copper coin and touched the thin wire.

It should be ashes.

Li Zhi got up casually, if Wu Mei hadn't been in labor, scolding would be indispensable.

But even if he doesn't scold, he will be indifferent to this woman as punishment recently.

Huh!

Wang Zhongliang held the thin thread, and as soon as he let go, the copper coins swayed below.

"Not broken?!"

Li Zhi was startled, "Bring it here."

Wang Zhongliang brought the copper coins over, and Li Zhi felt something was wrong as soon as he pinched the thin line.

No break!

He shook the thin wire a few times, and the copper coin swayed, quite stable. The new 81 Chinese website is updated the fastest Mobile terminal: https:/

"this……"

Li Zhi was stunned, "How can this continue? Go, go find that female crown!"

A servant has gone.

Wu Mei looked at the copper coin in disbelief.

"Isn't the fire starting? Why does it keep going?"

Someone said: "How about... burn it again?"

You idiot!

Wang Zhongliang found someone more stupid than himself, so he shouted: "Get out!"

This is a copper coin found in front of the statue of Daozu. Burning it once is disrespectful to Daozu. Burning it again...

Do you think your face is bigger than Daozu?

Li Zhi looked calm, but he was quite shocked in his heart.

Once the cloth is burned, it will then be reduced to ashes, he knows this very well. But a thin thread is intact after burning, why?

Could it be...

He thought of the female crown's words.

If this son is filial, the fire will continue.

Is this a suggestion from Daozu?

If so, then Wu Mei's child must be her son.

If it is really a son...

Li Zhi coughed dryly, and said softly: "You are a good child."

Wu Mei responded with a smile.

Li Zhi went out, called the midwives and medical officials, and ordered: "You must do your best, if you are lazy, you will be severely punished!"

There was no emotion in Wu Mei's eyes. At night, she took out the copper coin and found an excuse to drive people out.

She walked to the edge of the candlestick with difficulty, and lit the thin thread again.

The thin thread is burning.

Then turned to ashes.

Wu Mei covered her mouth and smiled.

That brother!

I don't know what method he used to make the thin thread burn twice before turning into ashes.

It was indeed his handwriting.

The emperor is the most superstitious creature in the world. On the one hand, he feels that he is not a god-given emperor, and on the other hand, he tries his best to find evidence that he is the illegitimate child of God. Therefore, in all dynasties, auspiciousness has become a disaster.

With auspiciousness, it proves God's approval of the emperor.

So Li Zhi swelled instantly when he saw such miracles of continuous fire.

This is a gift from God to me!

But Wu Mei is different!

She had a rough half of her life, and she didn't have much respect for the gods at the moment. In addition, she judged that Jia Ping'an had done this, so she felt that there was a problem.

That little brother is good at fooling people, she knows it well, so she wants to try.

She put the copper coin under the pillow and lay down.

Are you filial?

That's good too!

She fell asleep peacefully.

...

midnight.

Zhang Tianxia took a nap outside the door and waited.

"Come on!"

He heard the voice, raised his head, and saw the palace guard on duty open the door.

"Zhaoyi thinks of Ye?"

In the later stage, Wu Mei woke up more frequently at night.

Wu Mei lay on the bed, and said in a calm tone: "Go find the midwife and the medical officer, order Zhang Tian to go down and watch the delivery room, and not allow anyone to enter."

The palace people were taken aback.

"Zhaoyi!" Zhang Tianxia came in.

Wu Mei said: "Call someone to help me to the delivery room."

Zhang Tianxia agreed, "Do you want to inform His Majesty?"

Wu Mei shook her head, a stern look flashed in her eyes, "I asked the midwife, some of them will give birth overnight, your Majesty has worked hard, so there is no need. In addition, keep an eye on those people, the midwife and the medical officer will also keep an eye on them when they come, in a word, What I gave birth must not be leaked."

She was calm almost cold-blooded.

"Help me up."

Wu Mei thought of Jia Ping'an's confession, "Help me walk."

If you insist on walking before delivery, you will have better delivery.

"Zhaoyi."

A group of people thought that this Wu Zhaoyi was really crazy.

"quick!"

Wu Mei was helped up and walked back and forth in front of the delivery room.

The midwife is here.

Stopped, failed.

The doctor came.

stop.

unsuccessful.

"Whose idea is this? Zhaoyi doesn't listen to me, but listens to outsiders."

At the time Jia Pingan said, Wu Mei went to the delivery bed.

The atmosphere suddenly tensed!

There were occasional groans in the delivery room, but it was mostly calm.

The sky was getting brighter, and Li Zhi also had breakfast there.

"Your Majesty, Wu Zhaoyi is already in production."

"oh!"

Li Zhi got up, "Go and see."

He went all the way outside the delivery room, and just about to ask a question, he heard a joyful shout from inside: "Come out."

"Wow!"

The rising sun showed a glimpse in the sky, smudged the surrounding clouds, and looked at the majestic atmosphere.

"Congratulations Zhaoyi, you are a prince."

Li Zhi was overjoyed, looked at the delivery room bathed in the morning glow, and said, "This hour is quite good."

The rising sun in the sky is slowly rising, and the light shrouds the world without boundaries.

"Hong, greatness! Tolerance! This son has the meaning of filial piety. He was born with grandeur, so he can be called Hong."

The palace people whispered the emperor's previous words in Wu Mei's ear.

Wu Mei's temples were drenched with sweat. She glanced at the child and said, "Li Hong...my son."

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