Daming Yinghua

"Oh, congratulations!"

Zheng Haizhu grinned, turned around from his horse, and showed his face to congratulate Ma Xianglin.

Due to the large range of movements, he lost his balance slightly, his body flickered, and he hurriedly tightened the reins again.

The embarrassing riding skills displayed at this moment did not embarrass her.

She continued to bring sincere joy and a bit of joking, and said loudly: "On the way to Beijing just now, I wanted to ask for a long time, and I was afraid that you men would think that our women like to inquire about other family affairs. Hey, let me count Counting the days, Chongyang is still two months away. If I have time, I will write a letter to Chongming tomorrow, asking them to use the newly sacked cotton to play a few small quilts and weave a few stacks of small clothes. Oh, and Songjiang's cloth, that Making diapers is the best, Ms. Han's little son, wearing them for several years has never had a red butt. I'll have someone sew three boxes for you and Fengyi's dolls...well, and..."

It was the first time that Ma Xianglin saw Zheng Haizhu's chattering appearance in order to raise children.

After all, she was a woman, and she was full of excitement and tender concern for the new life in her heart.

Ma Xianglin was thinking like this, and then thought about himself, why Lianzi was not a husband, in an instant, he felt a flash of melancholy.

Zheng Haizhu was staring at him, and suddenly caught the weirdness of his friend.

Then he realized that there was something wrong with the other party's expression when he was talking.

Even though General Xiao Ma has always been a cold, resolute and upright character, but as a father for the first time, the joy and longing of human ethics and common sense, even if it is embarrassment, will always show to some extent?
However, Xianglin did not.

Or, maybe they have both, but they are covered by three-point worries and five-point hesitation.

"Xianglin, what's the matter? Am I being too wordy?" Zheng Haizhu asked inquiringly.

"Oh," Ma Xianglin smiled lightly and concealed it, "Why would I think you are too wordy? I was just thinking that after you saw Fengyi, she would definitely like to ask you for advice. By the way, Azhu, what are you doing this time? How long will you stay in Beijing?"

Zheng Haizhu resumed his planning expression and said: "I have met the person I just told you that you should meet, just wait to hear the news. If the impeachment of Master Huang's switch in Songjiang subsides, I still want to see Beijing with my subordinates." In this way, outside the head office of Haoming Trading Company in Hangzhou, where funds and goods are allocated, Songjiang, Yanzhou, and Beijing can echo from the south, the middle, and the north.”

Ma Xianglin's eyes lit up: "Based on this, you should stay for at least half a year, right?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely watch your young master come out. Why don't you recognize me as a godmother?"

"Both men and women are fine. If it's a girl, it's even better. I'll follow you south earlier and worship Miss Han as my teacher."

Zheng Haizhu was stunned: "Xianglin, are you joking? Don't you and Fengyi's children learn how to use marksmanship and arrows?"

Ma Xianglin pursed his lips: "It was my father-in-law who spoke. If it's a girl, don't drive on the horse like Feng Yi again. He feels distressed."

"Well, that's it."

The two of them had their own thoughts, and continued to talk leisurely on their faces, and they arrived at Ma's mansion not long after.

Zhang Fengyi didn't expect her husband to go to patrol the camp to see at noon, and a few hours later he would bring back his old friend, which was a pleasant surprise.

When Zheng Haizhu saw the little woman walking briskly from the shooting range in the courtyard, she exclaimed: "Fengyi, you are already this month, why are you still fiddling with knives, guns and arrows!"

Zhang Fengyi happily patted his stomach, and said disapprovingly, "I use my eyes to aim, and my arms to draw a bow. What does that have to do with the stomach? Well, the doll sleeps soundly inside. Look, I have to pat him several times before he wakes up." , just remembered to kick me."

Ma Xianglin stepped forward, took the birch bow in his wife's hand, and said angrily, "Don't lie to me. Ah Zhu doesn't know if she doesn't practice martial arts. You have to use your belly strength to shoot arrows. If you don't stop, I can only report to my father-in-law and mother-in-law." grown ups."

Zheng Haizhu looked at the pleasing couple in front of him with a smile.

The two of them clearly knew that their husband and wife were deeply affectionate, and Feng Yi even showed an unshakable intimacy.

At the end of the Shen Dynasty and the beginning of the unitary year, the family banquet began.

After learning that their daughter was pregnant, Zhang Quan and his wife specially sent a cook from their own house, who was skilled and quick, to temporarily add pepper soft fish and fried lamb tripe with black beans and shallots for the distinguished guests.

The taste of the dishes was quite good, and Zhang Fengyi's appetite was quite good. While persuading Zheng Haizhu to eat more, he picked up more than anyone else.

She also had a lot of fun talking, and the dinner was filled with her hearty laughter, while Ma Xianglin kept pouring wine for himself, sipping, and looked at his wife tenderly.

Zheng Haizhu then thought, on the way here, maybe he was too sensitive, but at this moment, it seems that General Xiao Ma is no different.

The guests and hosts had a great time, and when Zheng Haizhu left, it was already a watch drum.

Ma Xianglin has a badge from the imperial court, so he went out in person regardless of the curfew, and accompanied two guards to escort the three masters and servants of the Zheng family to the Jingzhong Inn.

After turning back, half a mile away from home, a few black figures came out silently in the quiet alley.

The guard drew his sword vigilantly, but Ma Xianglin raised his hand to stop it.

Under the pale moon, the black shadows had color.

One of them was wearing Yisa, and the guard behind him was Jin Yiwei.

"Eunuch Liu came to see me at this hour, did he listen to Admiral Cui's report?"

Ma Xianglin jumped off his mount and said calmly.

Liu Shimin said in a deep voice: "Admiral Cui knows better than you what kind of things foreign relatives are. Today you two offended the people in Huangzhuang. Although he saw that Wei Zhongxian was willing to shirk and Li Xuan was on the other side, he might not let it go."

Ma Xianglin rolled up his horsewhip and snorted softly: "The mistress of the East Palace, is the mistress of the Sixth Palace talking loudly? Whenever the stupid woman surnamed Li makes a fuss, Concubine Zheng will definitely hear it. The one surnamed Zheng treats me differently." Tu, I've always been stroking my hair, what am I afraid of?"

Liu Shimin smiled: "That's the truth, but the Holy Master and we are planning a plan soon, and the less miscellaneous things that are caused in the middle, the better. Today's coincidence, Zheng girl is also involved in it."

Ma Xianglin paused for a moment, and asked back: "Did your father-in-law know about Azhu's coming to Beijing?"

Liu Shimin did not evade: "Of course, there are our scouts along the canal. When Nanfang said that she came to Beijing with Dong Qichang, I also guessed that it was because of the relationship. I asked Donglin to talk to her and Huang Zunsu. It has nothing to do with us. The Holy Master doesn't need to worry about the relationship. But Xianglin..."

The smile on Liu Shimin's face faded, and he sighed under the moonlight, Fang said again: "Xianglin, I was young too, and I saw that you were attracted to that girl a few years ago in Yuegang and Taiwan. You are all respectable people, so it’s fine if you don’t have a romantic relationship. Now that you are a close friend, you must still worry about her safety. The best way is to avoid walking around with her, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the Holy Master.”

Ma Xianglin frowned: "Do you suspect that I have leaked the big plan to her?"

Liu Shimin shook his head: "I'm still suspicious of you being loved by others. The Holy Master knows that she is Zheng Qia's descendant, and seeing how promising she is now, he wants to marry her."

"Oh," Ma Xianglin said with a sneer, "Holy Master thought that his surname was Zhu, and all the descendants surnamed Zheng would surround him, so he fulfilled his wish? Father-in-law, I think the Holy Master will wear a dragon robe, ah Zhu may not like him either."

Liu Shimin stared at the young general, and finally pointed him out: "Xiang Lin, you are not a descendant of Zheng Qia, so you also worked with us?"

"It's for my father!" Ma Xianglin lowered his voice, but his tone suddenly became angry, "My father was killed by Wanli, his son, no matter the crown prince or King Fu Wang Rui, don't want to continue to work on the dragon chair." Domineering, his brothers from the same clan, don't even think about it!"

Liu Shimin made a comforting gesture: "Your intentions, Princess Miao and I have long understood and believed. The old man just kindly reminded you a few words. Let's not talk about Zheng girl, but go back to the palace. Wanli seems to be suffering. Before next month, changing the imperial edict to establish a crown prince is impossible in Daming. Those civil servants can directly lift the cover of Fang Congzhe. Therefore, Concubine Zheng still wants to follow the path of brothers and sisters. What will this stupid woman tell you later? , you must inform me, without delay."

Ma Xianglin responded with a muffled voice, and said: "If the father-in-law has nothing else to say, Ma will go back to the house, so as not to worry about my wife."

"Okay, let's go."