On September 11, 1991, the 19th year of the reign of Emperor Kangxi, outside the border, Boluo and Tun, camped and accompanied the palace servants to bed.

After sending out the palace maids who were serving around him, Guiren Qin sat in front of the dressing table, holding a bronze mirror in his hand, carefully decorating his face. He slapped powder, painted thrushes, and applied rouge. His originally pale face immediately became vivid. He smiled at the mirror, but his eyes were so sour, and the smile in the mirror was also very strange.

Eighteen years have passed since the 33rd year of Kangxi, when she was fourteen years old, but the years have not left traces on her face. The black hair of the crow and the fair face are only about twenty years old, who would believe that her son is fifteen or sixteen.

However, what if the face is still beautiful? Where can I have a special room favor in the harem? Every three years, a group of beauties like flowers enter the palace, which is naturally more lively than the palace ladies who are bound to the same appearance by the palace.

The nobleman Qin is not the kind of person who can't think about it, he has no resentment in his heart, and he will not think about taking favors when he is full. The women in the harem are just the collection and decoration of the emperor. Even if they want to take favors, they must recognize their identity. She is just the daughter of a second-class guard. She has been in the palace for many years. Although she gave birth to a prince, she was still the first nobleman and has not been promoted to another level.

She was determined to hope that her son would grow up safely and did not value these titles such as titles. In the harem, the Bodhisattva-like concubine Tong Jia did not care about the affairs. The palace affairs were managed by the four concubines Rong Huideyi. It was not good for the lower-grade palace ladies, but no one dared to bully anyone at will. In general, life was considered safe.

Who would have thought that God will be in trouble...

Qin Guiren's hand shook, and the bronze mirror almost fell. She couldn't help but close her eyes, praying that what happened yesterday was just her nightmare. Then, when she opened her eyes again, she slowly lifted the collar on her neck, and the purple mark told her everything that could not be erased.

Thinking of her son who returned to Beijing after the Mid-Autumn Festival, when she thought about the talent show, her son's slightly shy face could no longer be controlled, she lay on the dressing table and cried in despair.

Even if she is not wronged or wronged, what can she do? All she can do is dress up and wait for the emperor's "grace" and walk in a decent manner...

At the door of the tent, Wei Zhu'er listened for a while and then turned around and left.

In the center of the resident camp, the highest and largest account is Kangxi's bedroom.

Although Kangxi was not angry, the second-class minister of the commander, A Linga, who was standing in front of the imperial guards, and his brother, Yin De, still felt the emperor's anger.

The two brothers were the sons of the four auxiliary ministers of the early Kangxi years, the deceased Empress Xiaozhaoren and Concubine Wenxi, and the uncle of the tenth prince Dun.

"After half a day, I found these?" Kangxi's tone was very calm, but the two brothers in front of him couldn't help but sweat from their foreheads. Even the secrets in front of him did not take their brother's lives, but they still had to be digested for a while; let alone, go deeper into something.

Even A Ling, who has always been loyal to the Eighth Prince, has no idea of ​​taking advantage of the situation and taking advantage of the situation. Be good, after all, it is the family business of the emperor. His elder brother-in-law is the best place to save face. Who dares to give him eye drops?

Yin Deze was nervous and was a little lucky. Fortunately, he was on duty in front of the emperor today and happened to receive this job. If it were other guards, just by knowing this, they should have died to "reward" Jun's kindness. But the nobleman Qin was afraid... He couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he thought of the Seventeenth Prince who was smiling all day long.

"Long live to forgive me, I am really incompetent!" Both brothers knelt down when they heard the sound and bowed their heads to confess their guilt.

Kangxi narrowed his eyes, looked at the two brothers kneeling in front of the imperial case, and said in a cold voice: "Who... has he been there?"

The two brothers knew that Long Live the Lord wanted to confirm that his hat had changed color. The heart that had just been relieved couldn't help but lift it up again.

Yin De was stupid and was still thinking about how to make words to save some vitality for noble people Qin; A Linga had already replied obediently: "Reply to the words of Master Long Sui. According to the instructions of the palace maid who served the noble people yesterday, the noble people and the prince were just met by chance. Because the prince was drunk, his words were a bit inappropriate!"

Kangxi snorted angrily and sneered: "'Encounter'?'Drunk'? Just talking inexplicably? If so, who would be the one who pinched the concubine's neck and dragged it into the tent next to him?"

A Ling's listened wrong, but he didn't expect that the matter of Emperor Longsheng was full of details. He informed him that if the Emperor Longsheng was impatient and held it off with a hat of "deception of the king", he would be in trouble.

As expected, Kangxi then pointed at A Ling and said, "Damn slave, I haven't broken yet, you should be good at selling it?"

A Linga was so scared that she was trembling all over. Yin De, who was kneeling beside her, hurriedly said, "Long Sui, you have been working in front of you for ten or twenty years. How could you have any other thoughts? Just hoping that you will be lenient in everything, which is the grace of the servants!"

Ah Ling also reacted so much that he could not show his loyalty again.

Just in time, Wei Zhu took the tent of Qin Guiren to check back and whispered the story of Qin Guiren dressing up.

Kangxi was silent for a while, and finally said to A Ling brothers: "I don't believe it. In this camp, he is not crazy or overwhelmed, so he dares to be so presumptuous! The princes in the escort, the guards and followers, check if there is one more person who wants to follow the old path of the eldest prince!"

When Ah Ling heard this, she was secretly happy and wanted to run out immediately and talk to the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince about this matter and discuss whether she could use this to gain power.

Kangxi was already worried about this, looked at A Ling and said, "I am too lazy to bother with it, but you should know my temper!"

Ah Ling lowered her head, and except for nodding and responding, the idea of ​​planning with the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince immediately disappeared.

In a blink of an eye, three days later, the emperor returned to Rehe.

The matter of noble Qin here was not handled completely, and someone reported that the prince was holding a whip and beating the prince's concubine Guarjia.

Kangxi was really angry. He was so arrogant that he was a crown prince of a country. He was still in his forties and was still acting so recklessly.

Finally he got old. After looking at the memorial on the imperial desk, Kangxi remembered the seventeenth prince Yinli who had been following him in recent years, and also recalled the eighteenth prince Yinlu who died a few years ago, and sighed.

The memorial was a commemorative review of the rain date submitted by several princes and princes in Beijing. It was just delivered to Rehe half an hour ago.

Chen Yinzhi and others reported:

The day of the month is the second hour of Si, the sky is cloudy, the sky is drizzling at the first hour of November, the rain stops at the second hour of Shen, and the sky is sunny at the first hour of Mao on the twelfth day. For this reason, I respectfully report it to hear it.

Kangxi took up the imperial pen, hesitated for a moment, and then commented after the memorial: "I understand. The concubine's mother is very poor, go home first. The seventeenth prince came to the camera and took her mother's service back!"

The eunuch Wei Zhu, standing beside him, felt that although the emperor was erect, he looked very lonely. Thinking of what he saw and heard in the past few days, he couldn't help but shudder.

Perhaps it was because winter was about to begin, the weather was getting colder and colder.

*

Although the weather was getting colder, Cao Yong's heart was warm. As a father for the first time, he always felt a little dazed and unreal. However, whenever he saw his son who was still a little red in his skin, he couldn't help but grin and smile on his face.

Jiangning and the capital were sent to report the good news. The eldest son had a legitimate grandson, and Cao Yin and his wife would be very happy. In addition to sharing this joy with their parents, he also hoped that their father could be free from the pain of bereavement as soon as possible.

Yesterday, an incense case was set up in the inner house and the "Battle Three" ceremony was held for his son Tianyou. Although the only one of his nerd senior brothers, Ye Fu, the governor of Yizhou, came with his wife, these people in his mansion came together and it was lively for half a day.

Because his son Daming was waiting for his grandfather to raise, Cao Yong and Chu Yu studied nicknames a few months before giving birth.

According to Cao Yong's meaning, if Chu Yu gave birth to a boy, his nickname was "Zi Ge'er". If he had other sons in the future, he would follow the order of the earthly branches of "Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, Wei"; if he was a girl, his nickname was "Big Girl". If he had a daughter, he would follow the order of "Two Girls", "Three Girls", and "Four Girls".

Chu Yu complained carefully, saying that he had never seen a father like this, and he was too lazy to even think about the nickname of his child.

Cao Yong was very unfair in his heart. He obviously racked his brains, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was inappropriate. He remembered his nickname "Lien Sheng", which had a good meaning.

In fact, according to his original intention, he really wanted to call his son's nickname "Changsheng" or "Ping'an", which are both straightforward and auspicious. However, these two names are often used by great people as servants. Even if there is a servant in the Cao family, they call him "Ping'an", and they are the followers of Cao Xiang, the second wife.

Although Chu Yu listened to Cao Yong for a while, he was a little paranoid about the child's nickname. "Big Girl" and "Er Niu" were immediately rejected, because Mr. Zhuang's nickname in his old age was "Niu Niu", which was considered to be the aunt of their child. Even if he gave birth to a girl, it would not be easy to give a nickname similar to his aunt.

"Brother Zi", "Brother Ugly" Chu Yu thought about it carefully and finally asked Cao Yong with a little confusion: "Mr., if we give birth to a son and talk to him, Zier Zi'er screamed, it seems a bit strange?"

Cao Yong couldn't help laughing a few times, it wasn't weird. When he read "Zi'er", "Zi'er", it was like a mouse's call, "squeak".

After laughing, Chu Yu's face turned dark, Cao Yong stopped awkwardly.

Finally, Chu Yu thought about it and asked Cao Yong to make an idea.

Cao Yong denied the two "Baoer" and "Yuer" without thinking. If he really raised a son named "Baoer" and "Yuer", teased a maid in the inner house all day long and ate rouge, then Cao Yong would really die. Is he envious or tired of seeing it or not? Only he himself can know.

Among the remaining nicknames, the couple looked at each other one by one, and finally signed the "Tianyou" and took a lip lottery.

Although Tianyou is the first child of Cao Yong and his wife, he is not the first child in the mansion. Niu Niu from Mr. Zhuang has another year or one year or eight months old. Jiangning brings Wu'er raised by five girls a year or eight months old. The two little girls are only one or two years older than Tianyou, but their seniority is high, and they are both aunts.

According to the habit at this time, Chu Yu had to take a month of confinement, and the cat could not go out in the room. Cao Yong had found many rare medicinal herbs for tonic for Chu Yu because of his difficulties in giving birth.

Black chicken and ginseng soup, wolfberry and crucian carp soup are almost every meal. Chu Yu only drinks one or two sips at a time, and then drinks the milk porridge she called for. Before giving birth, she was white and fat. Although she had been having Tianyou for half a night, as the delivery nannies said, it was easy to shed less blood and have a small wound.

Regarding the issue of breastfeeding, the couple had discussed it properly before. They all thought that breast milk was good, but the starting point was different.

Chu Yu loved his children so much. Although he was still in his stomach, he felt sad when he thought he would be divided by his nurse. Cao Yong never expected that his nurse would buy some milk-producing cows to raise them in the mansion after Chu Yu became pregnant.

However, in order to be more stable, I temporarily found a wet nurse to enter the mansion. I prepared that Chu Yu would not be hungry when he had no milk or the child could not get used to drinking milk.

Fortunately, Chu Yu had milk the next day. Although several nannies thought it was unruly. However, with Cao Yong's support, they were just talking a few words.

Regarding the "cookpox", Cao Yong still persuaded Mr. Zhuang to use it on domestic animals first to see the effect. However, although the climate in Shandong is warmer than the capital, it has gradually become colder. It is not a good time to study "cookpox epidemic" and "cookpox", so Cao Yong mentioned this in his letter to his father's good news, and asked his father to find a few "cookpox doctors" in Jiangnan to verify the "cookpox".

*

In the capital, the Sixteenth Prince and the Seventeenth Prince left Donghuamen and rode their horses in parallel. As they talked about this topic, they talked about the October talent show.

The Seventeenth Prince is two years younger than the Sixteenth Prince, and is sixteenth Prince, so it should be the age to marry. When the Sixteenth Prince was favored by the concubine Li, he was even younger than the current Seventeenth Prince.

Seeing that the seventeenth prince was smiling and indifferent, he curled his lips and said, "Whether it is a legitimate or a side, a slut, this time the talent show cannot escape you. When the concubine pointed in, you will see if you are still so calm?"

The seventeenth prince smiled and said, "If the Emperor and Empress Dowager Lao Fu really pointed one to my younger brother this year, then my younger brother would be looking forward to it. No matter what his identity is, he would be the legitimate name in terms of status!"

The sixteenth prince shook his head: "What about the legitimate one? It's just a name!"

The seventeenth prince smiled and looked at his brother, saying, "Even if others don't know, the sixteenth brother and his younger brother should know! It's just that our mother has low status and has suffered a lot of neglect since childhood! The same prince, who is not extremely noble, and there are people who flatter each other? To put it politely, it is because we are young, so the treatment is much different from that of our brothers; to put it bluntly, it's just that we have no mother clan to rely on, and our mother is not able to speak well by the emperor, so it is naturally underestimated by everyone. If the younger brother marrys the legitimate wife, then live with her and give birth to a legitimate son. If he doesn't help, he will be a tribute to the country and not have a concubine to get an evil son to get everyone's eyes!"

Although this was the truth, it reminded the Sixteenth Prince of the Years, and for a moment both brothers remained silent.

Finally, the sixteenth prince said, "Seventeenth brother, don't be too biased. A status like ours can't be like a small family, just marrying a wife. As the descendants of Aisin Gioro, breeding offspring and consolidating our Qing Dynasty, it is also our task!" At this point, I couldn't help but smile, with a little indescribable and unclear expression on my face: "It seems that among us brothers, the elder brother has completed the task well. In recent years, the younger prince and the younger prince have added nearly ten. Even if they have made some mistakes before, they can be considered worthy of their ancestors after giving birth to this way!"

The seventeenth prince thought for a while and said, "It's strange to say that in my childhood, except for the crown prince being the crown prince, it's different from us. Even if the eldest brother is the most arrogant, even if his uncle Ming Xiang has fallen, he still refuses to aggrieved himself, and his words and actions are the same as before. Although he is not close to us, it is not annoying. Now that I think about it, the eldest brother is like a genuine Manchu hero. He doesn't play with this messy intrigue, and he relies on his true skills to make military achievements!"

Since we are joining the muddy waters of fighting for the throne, how can we save our lives? Even if there is some father-son relationship, the main reason is that the emperor's father is unwilling to bear the bad reputation of "killing his son".

When the Sixteenth Prince and the Seventeenth Prince thought of this, they looked at each other and smiled at each other.

In this way, there are benefits of not having weight and not having weight. Anyone who wants to sit on that chair will not regard these two younger brothers who are not supported by their relatives as opponents, and they can only win over them.

If your vision is better, you may not be able to achieve the merit of "supporting"; even if you are perfunctory, you will not rely on any one. In the end, when the new emperor ascends the throne, as the emperor's brother, this title will naturally not be low.

You know, when they beat their emperor grandfather, they pay more attention to the "friendly brothers and respectful brothers", and they are all princes. In the Kangxi Dynasty, the same was true. Even if there are many brothers now, what's the case? The last time they are a Beizi, they are better luck, namely Beile and the prince.
Chapter completed!