Chapter 124 Leading Troops Into Beijing

Jiang Shuyue frowned even more.

Xiao Jingzhao had done so much for the people, but the epidemic still came as expected.

What else did he prepare? Was the epidemic prescription as effective as she thought?

Xiao Jingzhao should be arriving in the capital by now, right?

There were so many things she wanted to know, so many that she wished she could grow a pair of wings out of thin air and fly out of the capital to see for herself.

A candlelight reflected on her delicate cheeks, and a strand of black hair hung down from her forehead and fell on her fair neck, adding a bit of charm, making people unable to look away.

Nangong Zeyue hid the emotion in his eyes and turned his face away to look at the teacup in his hand. "I heard that the emperor has ordered that refugees are not allowed to enter the capital. There are also merchants coming in and out. If people with epidemic symptoms go to the clinic for treatment, you should be careful."

"All the women who go to Jishitang are women in the back house. They should be safe for the time being."

Jiang Shuyue raised her hand and put a strand of hair hanging down from her forehead behind her ear, and smiled faintly at Nangong Zeyue.

"What are you worried about? Are you afraid that he will come to the capital to snatch your child?"

Nangong Zeyue saw the uneasiness in her heart.

Jiang Shuyue shook her head, "I don't think so much. As long as Sui Sui grows up happily and healthily, I don't mind Sui Sui living with him occasionally."

There are many rumors about the prince of Yannan outside, and Nangong Zeyue also vaguely smelled a different breath.

Even the storytellers in the capital are telling his stories, and the people are looking forward to him raising troops to enter the capital.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit heavy. Nangong Zeyue raised her eyebrows and smiled, "I heard that the family of the Grand Secretary Zhen sent gifts again?"

"The old lady Zhen's headache has improved after using the prescription I gave her. She specially asked the housekeeper Zhen to send osmanthus cakes. The Zhen family's cooks make really good cakes. I asked Lan'er to send them to you. You have tasted them. Are they better than those sold on the street?"

"It's okay. I'll go to the human traffickers to have a look another day. If I can find a good cook, I'll buy two more."

The cakes that Lan'er sent to Nangong Zeyue's courtyard went into Sui Sui's stomach, and Nangong Zeyue didn't taste any of them.

Seeing that Jiang Shuyue didn't realize the intention of the Zhen family to be so warm, Nangong Zeyue didn't say it.

Jiang Shuyue practiced the kung fu called yoga every morning. She had fair skin and a figure like a virgin. Nangong Zeyue was a bystander and knew that it was only a matter of time before the Zhen family came to propose marriage.

At this time, Xiao Jingzhao was leading tens of thousands of troops, as well as food and medicinal materials to the capital.

Along the way, wherever he went, he would find the county magistrate for a face-to-face meeting.

The miserable county magistrate and local officials saw him, as if they had seen a savior, and they all turned their backs on him and submitted to him.

He distributed the stored medicinal materials to the places where the epidemic broke out.

With the medicinal materials and prescriptions he distributed, the epidemic was quickly brought under control.

The large group of people came to the capital without any obstacles.

When the guards saw the large group of people coming to the city gate, they shouted and were about to close the city gate.

The heavy city gate was just half closed, and a group of people rushed out from nowhere and quickly controlled the guards.

The crowd was in turmoil, and someone shouted: "The king is incompetent, licentious, only cares about pleasure, indulges in luxury, ignores government affairs, and the people are living in misery. We don't need such a king."

"Yes! We don't want such a king."

The crowd was no longer panicked.

Someone shouted, "The prince of Yannan has come to Beijing to revive the government in accordance with the imperial decree of Emperor Renzong. Welcome the prince."

"Welcome the prince!"

Suddenly, the shouts shook the sky.

The guards on the city wall were controlled, and the soldiers on the city wall pointed their bows at the people rushing into the city, not knowing which one to start with.

The people entering the city were all dressed as civilians. If they shot the arrows in their hands, they would be the ones who died without a burial place.

When they saw clearly that there was a heroic man in the crowd, they felt a slight chill on their necks, and a shout came from behind.

"Put down the arrows and surrender to the prince. Your positions will not change. If there are any resistance, they will be killed without mercy." A group of people descended from the sky with swords in their hands.

When they turned around, the cold swords were already on their necks.

The soldiers guarding the city saw that the situation was hopeless and had no intention of resisting. They simply put down their bows and arrows and raised their hands.

On horseback, Xiao Jingzhao was wearing a black suit with a gold-rimmed cape, his black hair was tied up high, his sword-like eyebrows were straight, and his phoenix eyes were full of sharp light.

Under the admiring gaze of the people, he was surrounded by a group of people and walked slowly towards the direction of the palace.

His thin lips were pursed lightly, his handsome facial features were sharp, and his tall but not rough figure sat on the horseback, looking heroic.

Wherever he went, the people knelt down one after another, "Welcome the prince."

Xiao Jingzhao gave an order to the people beside him, and the guard led a group of people and horses to run forward.

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In the backyard of the clinic, a loud cry of a baby came out.

The woman waiting outside the delivery room clasped her hands together and said devoutly: "God bless, my grandson is finally born."

A moment later, Jiang Shuyue came out of the delivery room, and the female doctor behind her carried the mother and the child to the next room.

She glanced at the woman at the door calmly, "Congratulations, madam, both mother and daughter are safe."

"Didn't she say she was pregnant with a son?"

Jiang Shuyue frowned slightly.

The woman's baby was in an abnormal position today. If she gave birth at home, she would have died, and maybe even two bodies.

The woman heard that there was a female clinic in the capital, so she lied to the doctor and said that she was pregnant with a boy, so she coaxed her mother-in-law to send her to the clinic.

Seeing the woman's disgust, Jiang Shuyue said: "A woman giving birth is like a farmer planting melons. The beans you plant are just beans, don't expect to get melons. Whether you give birth to a boy or a girl is determined by the man."

Talking about science with the ancients is like playing the lute to a cow. Jiang Shuyue can only use easy-to-understand words to make a metaphor. As for whether the woman can understand it or pretends not to understand it, it is not her business.

"The parturient should not be moved within three days. You can leave a maid to serve or hire a female doctor to take care of her. It's up to you."

Looking at the woman wearing gold and silver, she must have money at home.

If she wants her female doctor to take care of her, she will have to charge her extra.

"No need. It's not that delicate to give birth to a girl. Just leave the maid in her room to serve her here."

The woman had a dark face and led the maid in her room away.

In this era of male superiority and female inferiority, there are countless such mothers-in-law, and Jiang Shuyue is no longer surprised.

Although she wanted to argue with the woman, she was a woman, why did she look down on women?

Think about this bad era, forget it, what if she argued?

Women have too little space to survive.

At this time, Qiuju came in from outside, she walked to Jiang Shuyue and lowered her voice: "Miss, the prince has entered the capital."

Jiang Shuyue's eyes lit up, and she asked hurriedly: "Where did he go, did he encounter any obstacles?"

"I heard that a large group of people went to the palace gate, and the people knelt down to welcome them."

"Just now, the guards announced along the street, asking everyone to close the door and not go out. I guess the prince is afraid that the emperor will jump over the wall and hurt innocent people."

"Miss, don't go out, I will go and close the door of the clinic immediately."

Qiuju saw the lady walking out and hurriedly chased after her.