Chapter 932 - 933: My Son Agrees with Me_1
"Is this news true?"
"It’s true!" Ye Yi said with certainty, "Now Shen Qiu has already hidden herself away in her house and won’t come out."
"Brother An, do you still remember that Shen Qiu was to participate in the selection process? One of the basic rules of the selection is that candidates must have an unblemished background." Shen Qiu’s background couldn’t be considered unblemished, moreover, her father’s identity is uncertain.
"It’s simple," said Ye Zi’an. "The wife of the County Magistrate Shen is dead, as long as he insists that Shen Qiu is his biological sister, it will suffice. Besides, Old Uncle Shen won’t deny it either."
"That makes sense. Uncle Bo has always treated Shen Qiu as his own daughter. However, with all the rumors flying around, I’m afraid those who claim to be kin won’t believe what the County Magistrate says, especially since I remember that the County Magistrate and Shen Qiu don’t look alike."
After Ye Yi had left, Yang Chuxia said, "Moreover, the days ahead for the County Magistrate will be tough. With the Prefectural Magistrate present, his chances for promotion are dim, unless it’s a lateral move. But if he gets transferred, then the County Governor might become the County Magistrate, making life difficult for the people of Quanya County."
According to Ye Yi, if this man dares to take the sister of the County Magistrate as his concubine, what else wouldn’t he dare to do?
In the future, will the beautiful girls of Quanya County still dare to go out on the streets?
"Since that’s the case, let’s find a way to make him leave, and stop worrying about it," said Ye Zi’an with a smile.
"Do you have a plan?"
"Hmm!" Ye Zi’an nodded.
"Hurry and tell me, what are you going to do?"
"Kiss me and I’ll tell you!" Ye Zi’an looked at her expectantly, his eyes brimming with laughter.
This man, really!
Yang Chuxia didn’t know what to say; they were outside after all.
"Hmph, tell me if you want to, or don’t."
Turning her head and seeing that Yangyang was still wide awake, she teased him, "Yangyang, your daddy is a bad man, isn’t he?"
"Ah oh!"
The little bundle, Yangyang, merely responded instinctively with a couple of sounds when spoken to, and then his mother laughed, "See? Even your son agrees with me!"
"Yangyang, your mommy is a silly, isn’t she?"
The little bundle continued to instinctively make "ah" sounds, and then Ye Zi’an teasingly looked at Yang Chuxia, the meaning behind his gaze was self-evident.
Heh heh, before he could even enjoy his little joke, he got pinched at the waist, "Getting bold, are we? Daring to mock me?"
"My sweet wife, let go," Ye Zi’an pleaded, "It’s the boy who is laughing at you, not me. It’s all Yangyang’s fault, really; he’s the one saying it."
The little bundle, Yangyang, looked utterly innocent, didn’t he?
"Model behavior!" Yang Chuxia found herself unable to continue her hold on him, not that she had been applying much force to begin with.
But Ye Zi’an still complained, "My dear wife, I’m sure I’ll have a bruise on my waist now. It’s just as I feared, having a son has made you forget the boy’s father. How am I supposed to live like this?"
Saying this, he then poked the little bundle, "It’s all because of you two rascals."
Fortunately, the little bundle, Yangyang, was awake; otherwise, a poke like that would surely have made him cry.
"How did the Emperor come to think of giving our son a name?" Touching the small bracelet on her son’s hand and noticing the engraved characters, she asked.
"Who knows what he’s thinking? The imperial will is unpredictable," said Ye Zi’an, who really didn’t know either. However, as far as he was concerned, it was probably just a whim of the Emperor.
"Fortunately, there are two boys; just imagine if there were two girls, or one of each, what then?"
It took a while for Yang Chuxia to speak these words softly.
The Emperor, when giving out the names, clearly hadn’t known the genders of the children, yet he had bestowed two boys’ names. That was quite the pitfall.