child?

Tang Yi was stunned and jumped three feet high the next second!

"Wife, you have it again?" There was a strong excitement in his tone, and he received a positive answer from Wang Yueying. Tang Yi was trembling all over excitedly, and he turned around the ground three times, his mouth grinning to his ears.

He reached out and picked up Ping'an, threw it up and caught it, and said happily: "Little Ping'an, are you happy to have a younger brother?"

Ping An frowned and his little head shook, as if he didn't understand what was going on.

Tang Yi simply put him on the table, and the father and the other two met face to face. Tang Yi smiled and said, "Does Brother An Guo treat you well?"

"Yeah!" Ping An nodded vigorously. Of course Qi Anguo was fine. Every time he caused trouble, brother Anguo took the blame for him. Apart from his father, brother Anguo was the one who was Anguo.

"Little Ping'an, you are the younger brother of Brother Anguo. There is also a younger brother in my mother's belly. After a few days, he will be born. At that time, you should treat your younger brother like Brother Anguo treats you, okay?"

Ping'an widened his eyes. How did Brother Anguo treat him?

Give yourself something delicious, give yourself something fun, get a disaster, and get beaten for yourself... I have a younger brother, give him something delicious, give him something fun, and give him the person who gets beaten... Ping An feels that the end of the world has arrived all of a sudden.

Wow!

Ping An grinned and cried, not to mention his sadness. "I don't want my brother, I don't want my brother anymore!"

Bang!

Wang Yueying slapped the table in anger, and Xiao Ping'an immediately shut up. Her black little eyes secretly glanced at me and turned to my father immediately.

"Mom is not good, dad hugs me!"

It's really rare that you call the word "Dad" with a straightforward word. Little bastard, you still think you can't explain it clearly!

Tang Yi was so angry that he widened his eyes. Unfortunately, Ping An was not afraid of him at all. He raised his little face with pear blossoms and stretched out his chubby hands. Tang Yi had to hold him in his arms obediently.

"Peace, isn't Mom going to you?"

"Um."

"If my mother gave birth to a younger brother, she would have half of her time to behave with her younger brother. Is there someone to share the burden with you, okay?"

Ping An blinked his eyes, and it seemed that he hadn't thought about it like this, which really made sense. He turned his head and said solemnly: "Mom, will you just hit your brother's butt in the future?"

Wang Yueying stood up with her eyebrows and raised her slap, and she immediately wanted to enjoy the family law of peace.

Tang Yi was so scared that he turned around and ran outside with Ping'an in his arms.

"Son, be obedient and go to bed quickly, and your mother will agree to your request."

Tang Yi ran outside and gave his son to the wet nurse before returning to the study. Wang Yueying's face became even more ugly. He hurried over and nodded and bowed, "Wife, you can't be angry, there are still children in your belly!"

"Hmph!" Wang Yueying shook her head disapprovingly, "It's the second one, not that delicate. Tang Xingzhi, I can tell you that when I see Ping An teach you that virtue, I don't want to give birth to you!"

"No, isn't Ping An good?"

"It's okay!"

Wang Yueying pointed at Tang Yi so angry that he pointed at him and scolded: "Listen to how bastard he was just talking! He doesn't want his brother anymore. He is friendly and respectful, filial piety, loyalty and righteousness. If this is spread, what should others think of it? He is so selfish at a young age, and he is still alive when he grows up? I can tell you, if he doesn't take good care of it, I, I..." Wang Yueying was so angry that she didn't know what to say, so she raised her fist and acted to hit the dick in her lower abdomen.

Tang Yike was frightened and hugged his wife quickly.

"I said aunt, don't be impulsive, okay?" Tang Yi said: "I don't think it's a human nature? I was just a parent of a person, but suddenly there was one more person to share. I felt a knot in my heart and repulsive, so normal!"

"Improper!" Wang Yueying can give in to anything, and she can't teach her children, and her eyebrows are raised. "Brother, you are the six-headed Kuiyuan. If you can't teach your children well, you will be laughed at!"

"Haha, it's not that serious." Tang Yi smiled and said, "Wife, how many scholars do you think there are in the world? Why is there only one scholar every three years? The same book requires reading something different from others. If you want our son to be different from others, you cannot ask him for the same kind of ordinary people. You must inspire him to think differently and look at the problem from different angles. Five thousand years up to five thousand years up to five thousand years down to be different, geniuses who are unique to others. They cannot do what others cannot do do do do. Just like a huge bee colony, there are hundreds of thousands of worker bees, but there is only one real queen bee. When you do the same thing as others, you compete with kung fu. No matter how much sweat you put in, you will only be a little more. If you do what most people dare not do, as long as you find the right direction, you can sit and count the money... "

It’s true that this set of “skewed truth” even wrapped Wang Yueying in. Finally, he angrily said, “Anyway, my son is yours, so why can’t I control it!”

Wang Yueying got up and was about to walk outside. Tang Yi hurriedly took out the straw raincoat and umbrella, and personally escorted his wife back to the bedroom.

He took another bowl of ginger candy water, fed it to Wang Yueying, and checked the room again, and confirmed that the doors and windows were intact. Then he smiled and tucked the corners of Wang Yueying's quilt and whispered: "You are tired today, go to bed early."

"Yeah." Wang Yueying nodded, her face turned red, and she whispered: "Brother, it's only been one or two months, it's okay."

The sound was as thin as a mosquito, and if it weren't for the good sound of the ears, it would be almost impossible to hear it. Tang Yi's eyes lit up and he wanted to carry a gun and get on the horse and fight.

At the last moment, he decided to withdraw his troops by ringing gold.

He leaned in his ear and whispered: "Take good care of the children, I can bear it!"

...

When he returned to the study again, Tang Yi was not sleepy at all, so he had to sort out his ideas.

First of all, Yan Song was indeed going to retreat. After talking to him for a while, the old man stopped twice and gasped.

Time is ruthless and no one can resist it, and Yan Song is no exception.

The Yan Party has no successor, so it is not a good idea to push a powerful figure into the cabinet and sing a stage play against Xu Jie.

It’s just Yan Party and Yan Party. Yan Song has the final say. He wants to retreat, but is Yan Shifan willing? Can those godsons and godsons nod?

Listening to the rapid sound of rain outside, Tang Yi's head was much cooler. It was a good thing to be able to push the teacher into the cabinet, but it took some thought to whether he could do it. It was just that Yan Song nodded, which was far from enough. Entering the cabinet must pass the court and be recognized by the Beijing officials.

When Tang Yi thought of this, he became even more depressed. No one in the six ministries, except for the teachers, really stood by his side.

It's helpless to say that, who made Tang Yi run too fast? His promotion speed in the same subject was not slow, but he was far from keeping up with him. Now, at most, he would be able to beat the magistrate at the fifth grade.

If you want to get the chestnut from the fire, it won’t work without enough strength.

Tang Yi thought hard and until dawn, the rain outside had already stopped. He stretched his waist and the bones clattered.

I took a deep breath and my body seemed to be floating up.

Tang Yi simply started to beat the boxing skills that the teacher gave him one by one. It was not until he was sweating all over. He turned back to the study. As soon as he looked up, he saw He Xinyin holding his arms and watching with interest.

Tang Yi's old face turned red, "Selling calligraphy and paintings in front of the saint, and the three-legged cat kung fu made Mr. Fushan laugh."

He Xinyin waved his hand quickly and said ashamed: "Mr. Tang, it's He who made me laugh." He Xinyin bowed deeply as he said that.

"Mr. Tang, I almost caused you a big disaster. He is ashamed of his friends. He really has no face to meet people. I overestimated my ability to go to Beijing and thought I could eliminate traitors for the country. Now it seems that I will only cause trouble and help you."

Tang Yi wanted to say a few polite words, but he couldn't spit it out when he reached the tip of his tongue.

My wife is right. Sometimes she is too soft-hearted and has no strict discipline. How can she order the three armies?

Thinking of this, Tang Yi sighed, "Mr. Fushan, you are the executive representative of my Yangming Society. Your every move involves the lives of thousands of people, and you have to do it carefully."

He Xinyin lowered his head in shame: "What Lord Tang taught me is that Xinyin is willing to be punished!"

"Mr. Fushan, since that's the case, I will make the decision. I will demote you to Dongfan Island and go to the island to practice martial arts and learn. In five years, I will allow you to return to the Central Plains. How about it?"

"This...isn't it too light?"

Tang Yi suddenly smiled and took out a piece from the bottom drawer. It was the explanation of the Magna Carta he wrote. There was also a long theory on how to limit imperial power and the idea of ​​future government models.

"Mr. Fushan, governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh food, and it is not easy to be careless. Dongfan Island is almost a piece of white paper, so you can go there, come to the unity of knowledge and action, and build an ideal country!" Tang Yi said enthusiastically. (~^~)
Chapter completed!