AD 1060, a remote village called "General's Town" on the northern dragon rack.
The scenery was beautiful and the scenery was pleasant.
The four seasons were like spring.
There were nearly a hundred households living in the "General Dock", all of which depended on growing crops for a living.
The whole village was peaceful and peaceful.
In the eyes of outsiders, the people here were self-dependent and self-sufficient, which was an otherworldly paradise.
It was really enviable.
However, on this day, the General's Yard was exceptionally lively.
It turned out that in the leading house, a lady was pregnant for ten months and was about to arrive.
Almost all the women in the village came to help.
His wife's husband was quite famous.
His name was Pan Qingcang.
Not only was he proficient in all kinds of medical skills, but he was also a supreme master in swordsmanship.
It was said that no one in the martial arts circles nowadays could match him.
However, all this was not surprising.
What made people envy even more was that he had three beautiful wives.
All of them were not only beautiful, enchanting, but also excellent in swordsmanship and extremely smart.
Furthermore, the person approaching today was Pan Qing Cang's Third Madam Zhuang Mengdie.
Previously, his First Madam Meng Xuelan had already given birth to a daughter for him.
She was named Pan Ting and was three years old.
Since childhood, she was smart and smart.
She could leave when she was one year old and write poetry at two years old.
At three years old, she had already been influenced by her father.
Her medical skills and other medical skills were deeply liked by the villagers.
Although her grandfather Pan Qiang was nearly eighty years old, he still treated her like a treasure.
He held her in his mouth and was afraid that she would melt.
He held her in his hand and held her in his arms every day.
He had to hug her every day.
Pan Qing Cang's third wife, Zhuang Mengdie, had been having a stomachache since last night.
Her cries were like that of a bull.
After several hours, she couldn't give birth to the fetus in her stomach.
Although Pan Qingcang was a divine doctor, there was nothing he could do.
Standing outside the door and hearing that his beloved wife was in so much pain that she wanted to die, he couldn't help but sweat profusely.
In this way, from the evening till the next morning, the sky suddenly changed.
The clouds in the sky turned into pieces of blood, reflecting the whole sky red, and the earth turned into a shade of red.
Just when everyone was very surprised, they suddenly heard Zhuang Mengdie's scream and became silent.
Then after a while, with a cry like a baby crying, the red clouds in the sky disappeared and returned to the original state.
Pan Qiang, Pan Qingcang's father, was a great general of the Liao Dynasty.
He knew a little about the statue of heaven, but when he saw the strange phenomenon in the sky, he was shocked.
The scene of his wife's birth 30 years ago was still vivid in his mind.
At that time, there was a sudden change.
Sand and stones were flying, and all beasts were singing together.
Finally, a stinky, long-colored Kylin emerged.
Now that this kind of abnormality appeared again, how could he not be excited?
In addition, he was old, so he suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground.
When Pan Qingcang saw this, he quickly supported his old father, Pan Qiang, using his hands to pinch others, and only then did he slowly wake up.
At this moment, he only heard Second Madam Little Red come out with a white and chubby infant in her arms and shout happily at Pan Qingcang, "Big Brother Pan, did Sister Butterfly give birth to a son for you?" When Pan Qingcang heard this, he couldn't help but be very happy.
He helped his father, Pan Qiang, sit down, and then reached out to hug the baby.
When he looked down, he saw that, although the baby's skin was a little dark, it had thick eyebrows and big eyes.
When his limbs danced, it was especially lively and cute.
Pan Qingcang couldn't help but like it and quickly handed it over to his father, Pan Qiang.
Pan Qiang looked at the child in Pan Qing Cang's embrace, but at first, he still frowned.
After hesitating for a long time, he still didn't dare reach out his hand to catch it, fearing that it would be another freak.
Only then did he muster the courage to hug it.
When he lowered his head, he couldn't help but release a light breath.
A smile immediately appeared on his face.
A moment later, Pan Qiang suddenly knelt down on the ground and said, "Heaven has eyes.
My Pan Family finally has a successor." After finishing his words, his face was full of tears.
After listening to this, Pan Qingcang was also very happy.
He thought that it must be very hard for Mu'er, who had just finished the delivery.
He quickly stood up to carry the child in his father's arms and walked into the house.
When Pan Ting just heard that Third Young Madam had a younger brother, she was happy to see the child in her father's arms smiling at her.
She couldn't help but be very happy and hurriedly said that she wanted to hold her brother.
Pan Qingcang looked at Zhuang Mengdie and teased little Pan Ting, "Ting'er, be a good girl.
You can't hold her now, but when you grow up, you can hold her again, okay?" Zhuang Mengdie's body had collapsed a few times at this time, and it was the first time she saw her son.
She couldn't help but be excited and barely said, "Brother Pan, give our son a name!" Hearing this, Pan Ting couldn't help but be expectant.
She also urged, "Yes!
Dad, give me a name!" After hearing this, Pan Qingcang quickly smiled and said, "Wo'er, I've already thought of the name.
It's called Pan Kun, what do you think?" Zhuang Mengdie thought for a moment and couldn't help but agree, "Pan, this name is great.
Alright, let's call it Huang'er!" Hearing this, Pan Ting immediately clapped her hands and said, "Great!
Great!
My brother finally has a name.
I'll tell my grandpa and make him happy!" When Pan Qingcang saw how happy his daughter was, he couldn't help but smile at Zhuang Mengdie, "This child is even happier than me, your father!

In the future, he will probably dote on Ling'er even more than we do." Zhuang Mengdie heard it and also smiled, "Ting'er knows that Ling'er loves you.
I, as a mother, am naturally relieved.
I hope that the brother and sister can love each other in the future." Pan Qingcang smiled and said, "Don't worry, Ting'er is smart, lovely and kind.
When she grows up, she will definitely pamper Ling'er." Zhuang Mengdie was about to speak when she suddenly felt another heart-wrenching pain in her stomach.
She couldn't help but scream.
Pan Qingcang quickly put down the Pan Kun in his arms and felt Zhuang Mengdie's pulse, but he found that it was not strange.
Then he comforted her, "Wo'er, maybe it's because she just gave birth to Xian'er and her body hasn't recovered yet.
You should have a good rest and slowly recover." Zhuang Mengdie didn't feel relieved until she heard that.
She nodded with a smile and soon fell asleep again.
When Pan Qingcang saw Zhuang Mengdie fall asleep, he picked up Pan Xiao and looked at him happily.
Pan Qiang was sitting on the stool in the yard, lost in thought.
He knew very well that the so-called "Heaven has changed, and man has changed." He didn't know whether the coming of this grandson would bring happiness or disaster to the Pan Family, so he was worried about it.
At this time, Pan Ting ran to Pan Qiang and shouted, "Grandpa, Grandpa, my brother has a name.
It sounds great." Pan Qiang was in a daze just now.
When he heard the voice, he noticed that his most beloved granddaughter had come to his side.
He quickly pulled her over to sit on his lap and asked kindly, "Oh?
Then can Ting'er tell Grandpa, what name did dad give to me?" When Pan Ting saw her grandpa asking, she couldn't wait to say, "Dad gave me a name called Pan Ju.
It sounds great.
Grandpa, do you like it?" Pan Qiang heard this and couldn't help but speak in a low voice, "Pan!
The one who is born with the will of a general is extraordinary.
My Pan Family's second son was born as a general.
He was born with a strange phenomenon.
I hope that he will be like his father in the future, doing his best for the country and seeking blessings for the people." Seeing her grandfather lower his head and ignore her, Pan Ting asked, "Grandpa, do you like the name of my brother?" After hearing that, Pan Qiang gently pinched Pan Ting's little face and said, "Ting'er likes it.
Grandpa likes it." Hearing this, Pan Ting immediately said happily, "Great, I'm going to tell mom.
They'll be very happy." Then she got off Pan Qiang's legs and ran to Mo-er.
After a while, Pan Ting and her biological mother Mo'er arrived at Zhuang Mengdie's room.
When she saw that Zhuang Mengdie was soundly asleep, she picked up Pan Ling and kissed him on the cheek a few times.
She was reluctant to let him go.
At this moment, Pan Qing's large, pitch-black eyes were wide open as he looked around him.
He seemed to be so curious, not scared in the slightest.
Mo'er liked him even more as she watched.
She quickly reached out to tease him.
The little fellow laughed "GeGeGe" and it made everyone laugh with her.
At this time, Little Red had also finished washing Zhuang Mengdie's clothes and walked in.
She also quickly came over to make fun of Pan Xiao.
They were happy together.
At this time, Pan Ting lost interest in Pan Li.
She looked at Zhuang Mengdie, who was lying on the bed, without blinking.
She did not speak, as if she had been attracted by something.
Pan Qingcang saw that Pan Ting was fascinated by him and was very puzzled.
He quickly asked, "Ting'er, why don't you come and play with my younger brother?
Why are you always staring at Third Mama?" When Pan Ting saw her father asking, she quickly reached out a small hand to cover her small mouth, signaling Pan Qingcang to say something.
Pan Qingcang thought that his daughter told him not to disturb Zhuang Mengdie's sleep, so he quickly praised, "Ting'er is really good.
She knows that Third Madam's younger brother is tired and needs to rest, so she doesn't let daddy speak loudly, right?" When Little Red heard this, she quickly smiled and said, "That's right.
Ting'er has lived up to Sister Butterfly's care for her.
She knows how to care about her." When Mo'er heard Little Red and Pan Qingcang praise Pan Ting, she couldn't help but laugh.
"Don't spoil her too much.
Be careful that she'll be proud." When Pan Ting heard that everyone was praising her, she was not moved at all.
She quickly stopped them and said, "Dad, don't talk anymore.
Don't scare the baby in Sanniang's belly into sleeping." Hearing this, everyone was shocked.
They just realized that they misunderstood Pan Ting's meaning.
But when they heard that there was a baby in Zhuang Mengdie's belly, they couldn't help but feel incredible.
Mo'er couldn't help but stroke Pan Ting's head and smile.
"Silly child, the baby in Third Madam's belly is already empty.
There's no more baby sleeping!" Hearing this, Pan Ting couldn't help but feel nervous, "Mother, no, I just saw a person enter the belly of Sanniang, and stretched out.
It seems that she is very sleepy, so she must have gone to sleep in her belly." The crowd couldn't help but burst into laughter and ignore her.
Seeing that no one believed her, Pan Ting took Pan Qingcang's hand and said, "Dad, what Ting'er said is true.
Indeed, a man just came down from the sky and slowly walked into Third Concubine's stomach.
Why don't you believe it?" Seeing that she looked so serious, Pan Qingcang couldn't help but feel that she was cute.
He gently touched her little face and said, "Silly child, are you crazy and tired again today?
What nonsense are you talking about?
Go into the house and have a rest!" Seeing that even her father didn't believe what she said, Pan Ting couldn't help feeling very wronged.
She burst into tears and cried in a low voice, "I don't believe in you, Tingting.
I'll go to complain to grandfather and ask him to spank my father's ass." Then she ran out crying.
Mo'er was worried when she saw Pan Ting crying.
She wanted to chase after her but was stopped by Little Red.
"Sister Lan, it's just a child's temper.
I'll be fine soon.
You don't have to worry." Pan Qingcang also tried to persuade her.
"That's right!
The child will be fine after crying a few times.
Don't worry about her." Mo'er did not chase after him.