Chapter 891: Set up More Tables

The person who opened the door and walked in was naturally Zhao Lang.

Seeing Zhao Lang, Ji Wushuang's eyes lit up and he quickly stepped forward.

"Alang, you're here!"

Zhao Lang stared and said,

"If I don't come, where will you take our children?"

Facing Zhao Lang's question, Ji Wushuang rarely refuted, but muttered,

"I didn't mean not to tell you. When I found out, I told Mr. Qin directly. I thought he would tell you."

It was rare to see Ji Wushuang look like a young woman, Zhao Lang couldn't help but feel soft in his heart, but she was still pregnant with a child.

At this time, he quickly said,

"Ignore other things for now, let Mr. Qin take a look at it quickly."

"Slave, where did you die? Invite Mr. Qin over quickly."

The slave's voice sounded from outside,

"Master, Mr. Qin has already brought you here."

Soon Mr. Qin appeared in front of everyone carrying his medicine box. Zhao Lang quickly greeted him with a smile and said,

"Mr. Qin, please take a look quickly."

Mr. Qin ignored the mess at the scene, and directly asked Ji Wushuang to sit down, and then started taking the pulse.

Zhao Lang stepped aside nervously.

But soon Mr. Qin let out a sigh and frowned slightly.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Lang couldn't help but asked,

"Mr. Qin, what's wrong?"

Mr. Qin did not speak, but closed his eyes and felt for his pulse.

Ji Wushuang on the side was still sitting there carelessly, not nervous at all.

After a while, when Zhao Lang was about to panic completely, Mr. Qin said,

"Why panic? As long as I'm here, the sky won't fall."

Hearing these domineering words, Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment. Damn it, if you have skills, you can be tough.

The other people next to him were already looking at each other with great reverence.

Mr. Qin continued,

"I realized that the saint was pregnant with twins, so I was a little surprised."

When Zhao Lang heard this, he was happy at first, and then said worriedly,

"Mr. Qin, is there any danger in this?"

In his previous life, he couldn't be 100% sure about giving birth to a child. In today's Great Qin, of course he would be nervous.

Sure enough, Mr. Qin also nodded and returned,

"This birth is a matter of life and death, of course there will be dangers, but fortunately the saint has been practicing martial arts since she was a child and her health is very good, so there shouldn't be any big problems. She just needs to pay a little attention to her diet and don't let the fetus get too big."

Zhao Lang suddenly nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and asked people to write it down quickly.

After being busy for a while, Mr. Qin left.

Zhao Lang touched Ji Wushuang's belly with joy and said,

"I'm going to have two kids?"

Ji Wushuang looked at the other party angrily and said,

"How old are they?"

Zhao Lang wouldn't care so much. This feeling of blood connection is too wonderful.

After being gentle for a while, I finally came back to my senses and asked in the morning. ,

"You just said you had something to discuss with me?"

Upon hearing the question, Ji Wushuang showed a slightly embarrassed expression and said:

"I heard from Miss Mei, are we going to get married? I think..."

Before Ji Wushuang could finish speaking, Zhao Lang raised his eyebrows and continued,

"You want to distribute these things to the people?"

Ji Wushuang nodded with bright eyes, and then said,

"Actually, I am following your example. I heard that during your crown prince's canonization ceremony, didn't all those things be given to the common people?"

"The new people in the North are still in extreme poverty now. We might as well give these things to them to make them feel better this winter."

"Besides, this is not to accumulate some blessings for the children."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang couldn't help but sigh,

Although it is still summer, for the new people in the North who have no fields, their most important task this year is to survive the winter.

After pondering for a while, he said,

"Your intentions are good, but if you want to truly save these people, you can't just rely on giving them supplies."

"Don't worry, after some time, someone will come to hire them."

Now that so much time has passed, the textile factories of various nobles should also be built, and the recruitment boom is about to begin.

Even if the demand here is not that strong, Zhao Lang is still planning to start repairing Daqin's basic roads and so on in the two months after the busy summer.

Unlike the previous method of labor, he will adopt the method of employment.

The money and food may not be too much, but it is definitely enough for these people to survive the winter.

It's not that Zhao Lang has a bad heart, there's no way Da Qin is poor now.

Therefore, when the time comes, there will only be a lack of people.

Ji Wushuang nodded with great joy. She believed Zhao Lang, but she still said,

"But giving them these things can still make their lives easier."

"If it doesn't work, just give them half of what you want to give me."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang almost laughed out of anger.

But he could only sigh and say,

"Then you should think clearly. This is your wedding. If it is too simple, don't worry about others saying that you, the Crown Princess, have no dignity at all."

Ji Wushuang shook his head indifferently and returned,

"What do I need to do with dignity?"

Zhao Lang directly showed a wry smile. With the other party's temperament, how could he care about these things, so he returned,

"Okay, I'll do as you say. The supplies you prepared, the supplies I brought, and the supplies prepared by the government will all be handed over to you."

Ji Wushuang suddenly showed a bright smile and said,

"Alang, you are the best."

Zhao Lang was about to take the opportunity to ask for rewards when he heard Ji Wushuang said excitedly,

"Miss Mei, you heard what A Lang said, quickly arrange the manpower to deliver the things to the people."

Mei naturally agreed.

After Ji Wushuang finished making arrangements, Zhao Lang said with a bit of helplessness,

"What about our marriage?"

Ji Wushuang is now almost two months pregnant, and the wedding must be held as soon as possible. Otherwise, when the child is born, the month is too far apart, and her face will be somewhat ugly.

Ji Wushuang said nonchalantly,

"It's okay, we can just set up ten tables and eight tables."

Hearing this, everyone around him laughed secretly. Zhao Lang really couldn't hold himself any longer at this time. He said,

"You are a peasant saint, a descendant of the Yan Kingdom, and I am the Crown Prince of Qin, the Lord of the Six Kingdoms, and the head of a hundred families. How can we have ten tables and eight tables for our wedding?"

Seeing that Zhao Lang seemed to be angry, Ji Wushuang said with some caution,

"Then how many more tables will be set up?"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Lang was completely convinced and said helplessly,

"Then set up more tables."

"Wangcai, go ahead and make arrangements. The sooner the better!"

Wangcai said cheerfully at this time,

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely set up more tables for you."

(An An)

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