"Then have breakfast here." Concubine Zhao said as she called in the maid to prepare breakfast for Zhong Mingzheng. The mother and son talked for a while in the warm room. The maid brought in shredded chicken noodles and a few dishes.
"Mother, I have been unable to figure it out. It has been seven or eight years since the second son's wedding. Why is there no news?" Zhong Mingzheng said to Concubine Zhao while eating noodle soup.
"This is not surprising to me. When Concubine Shu was pregnant with the Second Prince, she suffered a lot. She had severe morning sickness. She could barely eat and drink until the sixth month. I'm afraid the Second Prince was not well taken care of in the womb, and he was born prematurely." Concubine Zhao said slowly while sipping her tea, "He was only the size of a palm at the time. He weighed less than three pounds. Even his cry was like the buzzing of a mosquito. Everyone thought the Second Prince would die, but unexpectedly, he survived. He's just been weak and sickly since childhood. You know this."
"Yes, the second child has always smelled like medicine since he was young. My son hated going to the study room with him at that time. He was really suffocated." Zhong Mingzheng nodded, "But now the second child is healthy, although he is still as thin as a chicken. But he was raised with precious medicine and treasures since he was young, so why can't he have children?"
"Who knows?" Concubine Zhao squinted her eyes and looked at the bare pomegranate tree with big red pomegranates hanging outside the window, and said slowly, "It would be best if he could never give birth to a son in this life."
"But it's strange. The second son is weak and can't have children, which is understandable. But why is it that the deposed crown prince is over 30 years old and still has no children?" Zhong Ming'e looked at Concubine Zhao in confusion. "Mother, don't you find it strange?"
"This is really a strange thing. I have been puzzled for many years." Concubine Zhao took a sip of tea and said in a deep voice, "But it is a coincidence that the deposed crown prince was born prematurely like the second prince. I don't know if it hurt his body because of this."
"It's a good thing that the deposed crown prince has no heir, otherwise the Xu family would have started to cultivate the deposed crown prince's offspring," Zhong Mingzheng said with a sneer, "Now it seems that the Xu family is really miserable. They have spent so many years of thought and cultivation on the deposed crown prince, but in the end, it was all in vain. I'm afraid it must be hard to bear, right?"
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December 2, the 32nd year of Jiasheng
Ningguta.
"Where can I spend so much money?" Ah Chou covered his money bag and waved his hands at Zhong Mingwei hurriedly, "I really can't spend it!"
The New Year is approaching and the market at the foot of the mountain has opened again. Yesterday, Achou got the news from Grandma Chen at Jixian Bookstore. He heard that the market will only be open until the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month. As soon as Achou came back, he discussed with Zhong Mingwei about going down the mountain to buy New Year's goods.
"It's not much, just carry it with you, and buy more clothes and jewelry if you like them," Zhong Mingwei said, while putting thirty taels of silver into Ah Chou's purse without saying anything, and at the same time reminded Ah Chou, "Don't forget to go to the drugstore to buy some donkey-hide gelatin, and if there is any bird's nest, buy some too."
"That's not a lot of money. Thirty taels is enough to buy half a street," Ah Chou was about to take out the silver again, and kept complaining, "I just received the money for embroidery from Grandma Chen. She gave me five cents of silver, which is enough for us to have a good year. How can we spend so much? If I carry so much silver on me, I will definitely not be able to walk. Zhong Mingwei, please don't make things difficult for me..."
I knew you were someone who didn't dare spend money, otherwise I would have given you a hundred taels.
Zhong Mingwei looked at Ah Chou helplessly: "Just think of it as satisfying my craving. Whenever you come across something delicious, buy some back for me to try, okay?"
"How can the cooking outside be as good as mine?" Ah Chou was a little unhappy, and looked at Zhong Mingwei with a pout, "Or are you tired of my cooking?"
Zhong Mingwei looked at her aggrieved look and laughed. He did not answer. He immediately reached out and held Ah Chou on his lap, held her face and kissed her. The girl was angry with him and had a cold face, so she didn't want to kiss him, but the man's lips and tongue were too gentle and passionate, so the girl finally put her arms around the man's neck.
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"It's so delicious, I can eat it for the rest of my life," Zhong Mingwei said softly as he kissed the little girl's ruby-like ear, "Not only in this life, but also in the next life and the next life, I will never get tired of eating it."
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