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Chapter 331 The fetal image is unstable
After more than half a year of recuperation, the former royal horse farm has restored the grass that had been eaten away to green grassland. The endless spread of new green is fresh, natural and full of vitality.
Before going out, Wangshu was forced to drink half a cup of ginseng chicken soup. When he got off the carriage, he felt heat rising up, his blood boiling, and a strong urge to gallop on horseback. Turning around, he saw Mingxi, who had just taken two sips, with a flushed face, and hurried to get off the carriage to get some fresh air.
Running against the wind, one feels no tiredness.
When it was time to take a break to drink water, Qin Xiuyuan, who was watching his children ride ponies, asked them to continue drinking ginseng chicken soup.
"It's too hot. It's not good to drink too much." One piece of old ginseng can be boiled into three bowls of soup. She didn't dare to drink more.
"I drank it and my nose bled." Qin Xiuyuan calmly stated the fact, opened the lid of the cup and pretended to feed her.
With so many people coming and going, Wangshu wasn't thick-skinned enough to let him drink any more, so she took it and drank it slowly herself. Qin Xiuyuan looked down at her, her face grimacing as she sipped the soup. The chicken soup, a century-old wild mountain chicken broth simmered for an hour, was something others only dreamed of, but after only half a month, the woman was already drinking it with reluctance.
A few days ago, Qin Xiuyuan couldn't persuade the woman who refused to drink, so he drank until he was hot all over at night. He pressed her down like a sauce and made her cry for mercy... Only then did the woman agree to continue drinking.
In summer and autumn, rice and other crops harvested abundantly across the country, both north and south. Trade flowed freely across the vast tracts of land under Qin Xiuyuan's control. Mineral resources were managed by both the public and private sectors, local products were plentiful, the canal was newly opened, and prices stabilized. With the dawn of hope beginning to appear, the people, long ravaged by war, yearned for a more stable life.
The army with strict military discipline gradually gained respect, and people inside and outside the city became more and more keen to find a good husband in the army. The female soldiers were the first to get the chance, and happy events happened one after another.
The disciples of the martial arts school and the servants in the mansion all tried to find a matchmaker for Wangshu, as long as the person had decent character. Wangshu did not interfere with the life freedom of the people around him, and even gave them a certain amount of money.
There were endless happy events, and Yun Xiao and Ming Xi were even more addicted to various "banquets". From time to time, they would follow their father and two dogs to drink at wedding banquets.
At noon, the windows were wide open, and a cool breeze blew in. A large plate of ice cubes was placed inside the room, providing a refreshing coolness.
When Wangshu was drowsy from his nap, Xiaoqing offered him a cup of ginseng soup. He pinched his nose and drank it. The astragalus and ginseng soup was very strong. His body soon became hot and sweaty. He had to use ice to cool down. The short suspender skirt that was close to his body became loose during his movements, revealing the fair skin of his long arms and legs. The collar was dangling. Xiaoqing avoided his eyes.
"Madam, Gang Chunyang has had some spotting, but luckily it's nothing serious."
The heat in her body gradually subsided. Upon hearing this, Wangshu frowned, "What's the reason again?" He felt sorry for her advanced age and the difficulty of getting pregnant, so he had already allowed her to take a long vacation. Last time, she accidentally bumped into something while working secretly, and Wangshu punished her severely. What about this time?
"...Well, they said that after the fetus is stable, then...they will do something..." Xiaoqing didn't dare to hide it. The matter was not something that could not be disclosed, but one of them was her master and the other was her boss. She stuttered and swallowed a few words.
"The old doctor scolded the master."
Wangshu understood. Men are always young and ignorant until death. How many of them know the importance of things? "Tell Chunyang that human life is at stake. Send some silver."
She wore a short jacket, a waisted long skirt, and her hair was tied up high. Wangshu stopped.
A sunshade was erected in the yard, and the ground was covered with newly laid smooth wooden floors. The tall and attractive Lanxi was holding Mingxi's hand and spinning her around. Both of them were wearing plain tight-fitting trousers, their hair was neatly combed, and they danced in socks, correcting their posture from time to time in front of a large bronze mirror beside them.
Among the hundreds of dance instructors who offered themselves, Lanxi was chosen as the most capable, gentle, and instructive. Wangshu even instructed his husband to teach his daughter the saying that a disciple surpasses his master. However, on the second day of class, the resilient daughter abandoned her energetic and shouty brother, "Roar," and stopped going to the martial arts gym. She followed Lanxi through the rain or shine, practicing leg stretches, jumping jumps, and back bends.
After stopping to spin, Mingxi felt dizzy and out of breath. Wangshu held his daughter in his arms. Lanxi was breathing normally, her face was well-proportioned, and her complexion was as rosy as a flower. She knelt down and bowed.
Wangshu nodded and ordered someone to put more ice. "Mingxi, do you want to wait until it's cooler before studying? Does your tooth still hurt?" After taking off his shirt, the little guy was covered in sweat under his vest.
The little girl shook her head, then nodded, and said delicately, "It hurts." She opened her mouth and poked it with her tongue, causing her little front teeth to wiggle. A few days ago, she fell while spinning around, hitting her front teeth and crying for a while.
"Looks like you're almost well." Wangshu knelt on the floor to make sure she wasn't feverish, then slowly fanned her. "If you're not feeling well, Mingxi, tell me. Mother sees that you're getting more and more steady in your spinning."
The little girl raised her chin slightly, "I didn't fall yesterday!" Then she sighed as she did every day, talking about the werewolf who had been away from home for more than half a month and was busy cutting down trees indiscriminately, "I miss my daddy."
"Okay. Daddy must miss Mingxi too."
"Then Mingxi must learn well and dance for Daddy when he comes back."
...After a few days, the whole family went out to the horse farm for entertainment. By chance, they met the barbarian general who was returning to the city and followed the team.
This time, Wangshu didn't even touch the horses at the ranch; she treated them like she was there! A few days later, her back ached and her legs weak, so she took her children back home in a carriage. Meanwhile, her husband led his troops to the northwest to inspect the fortifications of the city wall.
"Why doesn't Daddy come home? He hasn't read my calligraphy yet." Mingxi muttered while holding the small calligraphy in the study at home at night.
Newly married Xiaolu: ...your father came home to find your mother.
"Isn't the general at the stables accompanying you and your brother to ride horses? He was in a hurry to do business and didn't go home." The general stayed up all night with his wife and didn't need to sleep during the day because he was with the young masters and young ladies. How awesome!
"All right!"
Just then, a cargo team arrived and Ji Shou asked about the matter.
The freight caravan heading south brought back a large amount of goods and food. Wangshu spent two days examining the account books, and several days in a row accompanying Ji Shou on spot checks and verifications. She had been in Chang'an for over six months, and aside from a single incident involving a traffic stop, the world had been peaceful. Qin Yi and Qin Er were newly married, Chun Yang was pregnant, and Tang Bo stayed behind at the mansion. The long period of peace and the temporary shortage of staff had given her some relief.
Ji's trading company is not very big, with two floors, and the goods are categorized into different categories, a hodgepodge of food, clothing and daily necessities.
The third floor was Ji Shou's private quarters, consisting of a living room and a bedroom. The living room was packed with unopened goods, while in the study, Wangshu and Ji Shou were checking the costs and negotiating pricing. Wangcai slumped at his master's feet, dozing lazily with his eyes half closed.
The first and second floors were extremely bustling with activity. The guards they brought had been there for several days in a row, guarding the doors and windows on the third floor.
"...It's most reassuring to refer to the Liang family's prices." Wangshu yawned. Ji Shou, dressed in a long robe, took the account book from him. "Then, young lady, shall we set the price according to this?"
"Okay." Wangshu stretched and walked to the window half a step away, looking down from above. She had a mild fear of heights, and if the height difference was too big, she would feel dizzy and weak in the legs if she looked down vertically. She usually held on to the table and chairs beside her, slightly raised her eyes and rested to look down, or she would just look straight ahead.
The sky was cloudless, a single color. It was so clear that it made one's mind open up. This gentle background of blue made Wangshu feel happy and he began to do chest exercises. "Xiaoqing, look at this weather..."
"Madam!" Xiaoqing behind him didn't know what she saw and let out a short scream!