Chapter 1390: All the Attention

Hu Shanxiang is about to give birth!

Jingcheng was strangely silent.

Fang Xing was ready, Huang Zhong advised him not to get into trouble, lest he turn against the prince.

Zhu Gaochi was very calm there. It is said that he was still cheerful every day, and from time to time he told the princess to pay attention to Hu Shanxiang's situation and asked people to prepare the medicinal materials.

"That child is probably a cheerful one, so I can't wait to come out."

Fang Xing made a vague statement, then got on his horse, and led the servants to the Taisun's mansion in no time.

"Don't be a son!"

Zhang Shuhui prayed devoutly in the inner courtyard.

...

In the Qingshou Temple, the presiding officer summoned a group of monks and announced that the temple would be closed from now on. All monks, including those who placed orders, had to pray for the grandson concubine until the child was born.

As a result, the smoke of sandalwood enveloped Qingshou Temple, and countless monks recited scriptures in unison. The voice was so loud that the people outside thought that it was the manifestation of the Buddha.

...

Xu Jingchang didn't go out today, he told the butler that anyone who came to him today said he was sick, seriously ill!

So a well-known doctor in Beiping City was invited to Dingguogong's mansion to take the pulse of Dingguogong who fell ill and was still concerned about state affairs.

...

Zhu Di was still discussing with his ministers about the deployment of troops and civilians from various places to gather in Beiping.

It's just that all the ministers seemed a little absent-minded today, and Jin Zhong made frequent mistakes, and read the wrong number of people while holding the form.

And Meng Ying didn't get any better. In a trance, Zhu Di asked twice before he realized it.

Only Zhang Fu was calm and analyzed the pros and cons one by one.

...

The capital is very calm, so when Fang woke up and went to Taisun's mansion, he saw that the concierge was also very calm.

Fang Xing got off his horse, and the porter said happily: "Uncle, Concubine Grandson has already entered the delivery room."

Naturally, the palace has means to let that child be born,

So Fang Xing didn't care, he went down to the front hall accompanied by Jia Quan.

"His Royal Highness is guarding in the backyard."

Jia Quan was also a little nervous, he knew something would happen if he didn't make it right today.

Fang Xing entered the front hall and saw that Du Qian was there, so he nodded and said, "I'm here today, please let your grandson stay with you in peace of mind."

Jia Quan said gratefully, "Thank you uncle."

Zhu Di did not send anyone to sit in town, nor did Zhu Gaochi.

But Du Qian obviously didn't have the qualification to sit in Taisun's mansion, so Fang woke up.

"I met Xing Hebo."

Du Qian stood up to greet him with a solemn expression.

"You're good too."

Fang Xing said something casually, then sat down first, and took out a book to read.

In the inner courtyard, Zhu Zhanji was also sitting in town, and several imperial doctors kept reporting Hu Shanxiang's situation.

"Your Highness, Concubine Grandson has already taken the medicine..."

"Your Highness, Concubine Grandson said she was hungry..."

Zhu Zhanji played with Yu Ruyi until Yu Jia came in.

"Your Highness, Xinghe Bo has arrived and is in the front hall."

Zhu Zhanji looked up, nodded and said: "Okay, there must be a lot of guests outside today, please trouble Xing Hebo."

Yu Jia understood.

"Where is Mingxin?" At the mention of this name, Zhu Zhanji's heart became more murderous.

"Your Highness, Mingxin has been chanting scriptures all the time, the smoke in the room is getting bigger and bigger, and no one can stay."

...

Ming Xin was chanting scriptures, and the smoke in the room was already so thick that visibility was drastically reduced.

He raised his head, drank a sip of water dizzy, and then felt that his eyes were bright.

In the smog, he seemed to see a Buddha statue looming.

"The Buddha has appeared?"

Ming Xin muttered, then continued to chant sutras.

...

"The little one has seen Xing and Bo."

A man was brought in, and after saluting Fang Xing, he chatted endlessly about his master's urgency and concern for this unborn child.

Fang Xing didn't accept the gift list, and said: "The child hasn't been born yet, so there is no need to give a gift. Besides, the gift is generous. It's either a corrupt official or a swollen face to pretend to be fat. Go back."

The man was stunned and glanced at Du Qian.

"Please go back."

Shen Shitou snorted, and the man realized that Fang Xing was in charge today, so he could only go back wearily with the gift.

Then there were more people, because it was not a holiday, so most of the people who came were housekeepers or staff.

"Uncle, some wives are here."

"Please go back!"

Fang Xing thinks that these women are here to cause trouble, and you are neither relatives nor friends, how can the host family have the time to entertain you at this time?

Yu Jia said awkwardly: "Concubine Sun has come out."

Fang Xing glared at him, and said: "At most fifteen minutes, if you don't leave, you will be chased away."

Yu Jia smiled wryly, but Du Qian said: "Uncle Xinghe's words are very kind, most of the people who come here at this time are followers of power, so don't pay attention."

After Yu Jia left, Du Qian said: "Xing He Bo, it seems that the outside world values ​​this child very much!"

"Hold and kill!"

Fang Xing said disdainfully: "Immortals are very busy, they don't have time to pay attention to mortals like ants, let alone possessing bodies."

Well!

Du Qian couldn't answer this question anymore. He read the history books, and every time a great creator was born, he would have visions, and there would even be some strange things after birth.

...

Several women and Mrs. Sun were complimenting on the extraordinaryness of this child, but they were notified that they had to leave in a quarter of an hour, and they couldn't help being stunned.

Who will set the reception time?

Who is so domineering?

Several pairs of eyes stared at Mrs. Sun, she said awkwardly: "Your Highness is in the backyard, today's front is... Xinghe Bo is in charge."

The women were immediately annoyed, and said, "Concubine Sun, it's not good for an outsider to make decisions for His Highness, right?"

Mrs. Sun smiled: "Xing Hebo and Your Highness are best friends."

The women went back lazily in the end, because they hadn't completed the task of flattering, and when their husbands left the office, they probably had to scold them.

Mrs. Sun got up and sent them out, and asked about Hu Shanxiang's situation when she came back.

"Concubine Taisun hasn't moved yet."

Mrs. Sun nodded, clasped her hands together and said, "I just hope that the concubine will give birth to a unicorn."

Not long after they left, a guard rushed into the inner courtyard quickly.

"Your Highness! Your Highness!"

Zhu Zhanji was resting with his eyes closed. After hearing the shout, Jin Ying, who was waiting on the side, said in a low voice: "Your Highness, I'm afraid something big has happened."

Zhu Zhanji opened his eyes, and after the guard rushed in, he asked, "What's the matter?"

The guard panted, "Your Highness, Mingxin is crazy!"

Zhu Zhanji's eyes turned cold, and he shouted: "Speak clearly."

The guard swallowed with difficulty, and said: "He first said that the Buddha had appeared, and then pulled out all the incense, and he was chanting sutras that no one could understand, but, but the ashes in the incense burner slowly A good word appeared."

I say!

Jin Ying couldn't help rolling her eyes, thinking that Ming Xin was trying to die.

Zhu Zhanji frowned and said, "What happened next?"

"Later, Mingxin shouted that the God-man had left, if he left."

Zhu Zhanji suddenly got up and strode out.

When they got to Mingxin's place, they saw him sitting on the ground sluggishly, his eyes glazed over.

Zhu Zhanji walked to the censer, glanced at the good character made of incense ash, and then looked back at the guard.

Someone has been monitoring Mingxin's every move, so after the guard nodded, Zhu Zhanji felt empty in his heart, and he didn't know what it was like.

"Report to Grandpa Huang to find out, and..."

Needless to say, someone has already quietly passed on such a major event.

"The God-man is gone!"

He muttered to himself dejectedly.

Zhu Zhanji asked, "Are you sure you're leaving?"

"Well, let's go. The poor monk only smelled a scent. When he woke up again, he found that the fresh air in the mansion had begun to dissipate."

Zhu Zhanji turned around and went out, looking in the direction of the backyard, but saw nothing clear.

"It's a good thing to go."