The Ninth Prince was stunned for a long time, and a wave of curiosity surged in his heart. He rolled his eyes and asked, "What letter does mother want me to write?"
Zhang Youde, however, became mysterious and refused to keep him in suspense. He just smiled and said, "The army will set out tomorrow. My brother will go to the Yikun Palace to pay respects, and the queen will inform you."
After whetting people's appetite, Zhang Youde left. Yinzhen was left unable to react. When he came to his senses, he kept staring at his back, all kinds of wild guesses popped up in his mind, thinking and muttering in his heart, my mother finally remembered his use.
When the old man is not around, she can communicate with people outside the palace openly. Yinzhen thought about it and realized that his uncle Tuyue and cousin Fulu were also with the army. Who would his mother communicate with
Although the handwriting can be imitated, given his age, his pen and arm strength are not enough, and it would be easy for people to find the flaws...
"Ninth Prince, little ancestor, so you are here. It's getting dark outside and the dew is heavy, don't catch a cold." The wet nurse carefully found out and saw Yinzhen frowning in thought. She couldn't help but lower her voice, "Why don't you go back to your room and do your homework? I'll ask the kitchen to make some snacks to fill your stomach."
"Well, that's fine."
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The candlelight in the Yikun Palace crackled, and the inner room was filled with a lingering scent of ambergris. At dinner time, Kangxi came to eat without fail, and spoke a lot of sweet words to Yunxiu gently, until the two of them had been intimate enough, and then reluctantly left.
I heard that officials from the Ministry of Revenue were waiting for an audience in the Qianqing Palace. As the saying goes, food and fodder must go before troops move, so the baggage must not be neglected and must be carefully calculated before departure.
Yun Xiu glanced at the sky, waved her hand lazily, picked up the jade comb on the dressing table, and combed her black hair intermittently.
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly. She had not originally thought of her own son when writing a letter, and it was only by chance that she thought of Yinzhen. However, the commotion in the eldest prince's courtyard was too loud, and it was quickly reported to her. As long as she thought about it carefully, Yunxiu knew what Yinzhen and Yin'e were planning.
How could Little Nine and Little Ten's reminders anger the eldest prince
She also handed a letter to her brother early on, which gave a vague description that whoever captured the leader of the Dzungar Khanate alive and prevented him from making a comeback would be a happy event worth celebrating.
Deliver the letter... Yun Xiu suddenly had an idea. How could she have forgotten Xiao Jiu
He has lived his life over again and has married a wife. He has rich experience in writing letters, so he doesn't have to worry about the wording and the intention. I believe he would not dare to be perfunctory to his own mother.
She only had to copy it neatly.
Having solved a vexing problem, the imperial concubine felt relieved. Looking at her still beautiful and radiant face in the bronze mirror, she seemed to suddenly remember something and slowly smiled.
The emperor was away, and left Little Lizi to her. Little Lizi was Liang Jiugong's apprentice, and would inherit his master's legacy in the future. During this period, he had the final say on all the trivial matters in the Qianqing Palace.
With such a convenient situation, wouldn't it be easy to deal with anyone
Thinking of this, Yunxiu put down the jade comb, her smile a little cold and a little chilly.
The next day.
Before dawn, flags fluttered and drums and music were blaring. Kangxi was wearing bright yellow armor and holding a sword, looking very heroic. Behind him on the left stood the eldest prince, who had a resolute face and was quite handsome. Behind him on the right stood the third prince, who was wearing blue soft armor and still looked like a scholar at first glance.
Apart from the emperor, Fulu, who was wearing golden armor, was the most outstanding. His eyebrows and eyes were flying, and his face was not childish at all. He could not be seen as a twelve-year-old boy. His shoulders were much broader than those of the third prince who was in the front.
Although the dawn had not yet come out and the sky was hazy, the golden light flowed, attracting the attention of most people. The eldest prince glanced back from time to time, feeling particularly jealous, and finally got the chance to ask him: "Is this the secret treasure passed down by the Guoluo family?"
Fulu smiled and said, "To answer your question, eldest brother, no, this is a secret treasure given to me by the Crown Prince himself, the Emperor."
“…” Upon hearing the word “Prince”, the eldest prince became silent in dismay.
This kid is really favored.
Although they no longer had the will to fight to the death for the throne, they were used to tit-for-tat, and the long-lasting awkwardness and hostility would not be eliminated in a day or two. Thinking of this, the eldest prince could not help but turn his head to look outside the palace, only to see the crown prince standing tall, smiling warmly, and looking up to say something to the emperor.
He twisted his body as he watched, and involuntarily recalled the Crown Prince's politeness to him and other inappropriate behaviors when he was in school. He snorted softly, Yinreng was used to flattering and pretending, but the Emperor just fell for it.
only…
At dawn, the mist faded, and the surroundings gradually became brighter. The red wall set off the prince's tall and handsome figure. After retracting his gaze, although the eldest prince felt awkward, he had to admit that the emperor could safely order him to supervise the country and have the Grand Secretary and the six ministers to assist him. From this point of view, Yinreng was indeed a qualified crown prince.
After an unknown amount of time, Kangxi nodded with satisfaction, patted the prince's shoulder with relief, pulled the reins, turned around and returned to the central army. The prince slightly restrained his smile, bowed with a solemn face.
… …
This personal expedition showed the emperor's determination to wipe out the Galdan rebels. The troops were huge, with the Grand Minister of the Imperial Guards guarding the emperor's side, Prince Yu, Prince Jian, and Prince Gong each leading an army, and important officials such as Tong Guogang, Nalan Mingzhu, Tu Yue, and Ma Wu were among them, and behind them were the generals and deputy generals in charge of the Eight Banners.
As for those who came to see him off, there were far more than just His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
On the palace city wall, the Empress Dowager supported the Grand Empress Dowager and gazed into the distance. They were led by two Imperial Concubines and attended by a group of concubines dressed in gorgeous attire.
Jingchu, who had been canonized as the Crown Princess, and the First Consort Yiergen Jueluo were also standing here. Jingchu smiled gently and said, "My eldest brother is away at the battle. If my eldest sister-in-law is free, please accept the invitation to the flower-viewing banquet. We sisters-in-law can also get together."
The first wife also laughed: "Since the Crown Princess has spoken, I will respectfully disobey her."
There was a slight chill in the morning. Yun Xiu pulled together her cloak of moderate thickness and caught a glimpse of the emperor surrounded by the nine-dragon carriage.
The war drums are beating, the army is about to set off, the shouts of the soldiers reach the sky, startling the flying birds and raising countless ambitions in people.
Yun Xiu placed her hands on her belly and smiled faintly, feeling a little melancholy for some reason.
In a blink of an eye, so many years have passed since I entered the palace.
She stared for a long time. Kangxi seemed to sense something and looked up at the palace. His eyes were deep and he scanned for a moment, vaguely recognizing the person he was worried about.
But after a few breaths he withdrew his gaze, appearing calm on the surface, but inwardly he was smiling with satisfaction.
He knew Xiuxiu was looking at him.
Over there, Concubine Wen sighed, "This is the first time I've seen such a grand scene."
Yun Xiu laughed at her and said, "Willn't the scene be much more grand when the army returns victoriously?"
Not only Concubine Wen, but all the concubines and ladies had never seen it before. The younger ones had unconcealed excitement on their faces, whispering to each other or talking in groups of three or two, but Concubine Rong's thoughts had already drifted away.
She was filled with endless worry, and the only person she was concerned about was Yinzhi.
When she thought about the Third Prince going to the battlefield to kill the enemy, Rong Fei's breathing became heavier for a moment, and she felt a pain in her heart. Now she could only comfort herself that the Emperor would not let his own son fall into danger, and there was nothing wrong with eating and living with the soldiers.
There is no need to make them look at you with new eyes. It is a blessing to have returned safely. It is a blessing to have returned safely.
Thinking of the Third Prince, one can't help but think of the culprit Fulu. Rong Fei closed her eyes to hide the coldness hidden in her eyes. The Emperor was on an expedition to Mongolia. If there was an accident in the palace, it would be a common occurrence.
However, the inner palace had already undergone a purge, and she didn't have many chess pieces left!
In order to drug Concubine Hui of the Yanxi Palace, she was willing to wait for five years...
Everything depends on human effort, there is no rush, she needs to plan slowly.
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The emperor led the army to the capital in person, and the concubines no longer had disputes or a backbone. The harem suddenly became quiet and a rare period of harmony was ushered in.
What is there to fight about now? No one cares about how they dress up, and they only compare themselves with each other secretly when they greet each other. Over time, they find it meaningless and keep quiet behind closed doors.
The Empress Dowager ignored the affairs of the harem, and the Grand Empress Dowager was happy to have some peace and quiet, so she issued an imperial decree that the ladies only needed to pay their respects to the Queen Mother once every ten days, and they no longer had to go to the Cining Palace to pay their respects morning and evening.
Although the harem was like this, the court could not slack off at all, because the crown prince was standing there firmly, and all the memorials reviewed had to be filed and reported, and no one dared to be perfunctory.
But within a few days, several important ministers who had doubts were finally relieved. They all praised Yinreng and said that although the prince was young, he already had 60% of the demeanor of the emperor and was capable of governing the country. The grand secretaries and the six ministers agreed with them.
In contrast, without the severe beating and inspection by the emperor's father, the princes in the study room immediately became bolder with only their second brother to supervise them.
They dared not play truant and managed to finish their studies just to avoid being reported by their teacher and their iron-faced fourth brother. But after school, almost everyone had a blast playing.
—Among all the happy faces, the sad-looking Ninth Prince stood out like a chicken among a group of cranes.
The Tenth Prince, who lived with him day and night, was the first one to notice that something was wrong.
Soon, the Tenth Prince found out the pattern: his Ninth Brother would mutter to himself every ten days and lock himself in the study after school. No one knew what he was doing, but when he came out, his eyes were lifeless, as if he had suffered an inhumane torture.
On this day, Yin'e finally found an opportunity. Before school was over, he went up to Yin'er who was muttering to himself and listened for a while. He was then completely confused.
Isn't this the Hadith written by the Emperor? Why is Brother Nine reciting it
No way, it also includes the ability to draw inferences from one example.
After listening for a long time, he finally understood a key word, "faith".
The Tenth Prince looked Yinzhen up and down with a strange look, thinking to himself, "Ninth Brother, you with thick eyebrows and big eyes, when did you have such rebellious thoughts?"
Calculating the time, Jiusao is about six years old...
Bah!