Good news, good news only for some people.
But for others, it was terrible news.
After finally coaxing Yong Rong to sleep, Concubine Chungui said a little tiredly: "Is the emperor still staying in Changchun Palace today?"
Yuhu: "Yes."
The fingers gently scraped Yong Rong's cheek, and Concubine Chun gently scraped the teardrop that remained on his cheek.
"Yong Rong is crying for Ama today." Concubine Chungui put her finger on her lips and gently licked the bitter one, "... Change for Ben Gong, Ben Gong is going to Changchun Palace."
In front of Changchun Palace.
The more you go inside, the clearer the laughter and laughter.
One male, one female, one small.
Exactly a family of three.
Concubine Chun's footsteps condensed in front of the gate, and it took a long time to cross the threshold.
Then she saw the scene she least wanted to see.
The queen sat in the chair, holding a small coat in her hand, embroidering a stitch from time to time, then raised her head and looked at the big and small opposite with a smile. Where does Hongli still look like a king, like a silly father, raising and lowering the infant child, making the other party giggle.
The family of three is happy, and it seems that the pure imperial concubine is like an outsider.
Vigorously fighting, Concubine Chungui smiled and stepped forward: "I have seen the emperor, the queen... Ah, this is the seventh brother, look at him, the heaven is full, the ground is round, it is a good face of wealth and honor."
The child who was born not long ago, his eyebrows and eyes have not yet opened, why is the heaven full and the land wide and round, but Hongli believed it, not only did he believe it, but he was also a little dissatisfied, saying: "This child's appearance is very similar to me, so The face is not only rich and natural, but the future blessings are limitless!"
Concubine Chungui's face froze, seeing that his whole mind was on this child, he didn't see himself in his eyes, and there was no Yong Rong who was crying and waiting for him to come.
After a while, she couldn't stay any longer, and Concubine Chun had to get up and say goodbye.
When she returned to Zhongcui Palace, she found that an unexpected guest had already been one step ahead of her and was waiting in the palace.
"You're back." Concubine Xian held a tangram, teased Yong Rong on her lap, and asked with a smile, "Have you seen Brother Qi?"
Concubine Chun nodded and said insincerely, "Brother Qi is smart and likable."
"Yeah." Concubine Xian did not know whether it was intentional or not, and she followed her words, "The emperor values Brother Qi very much, and he just ordered that this year's New Year's Eve reunion dinner will be held in the Qianqing Palace, and it has to end early, so as not to prevent the seven My brother is suffering from the cold."
"Ah, ah..." Yong Rong saw his mother coming, who was in Concubine Xian's arms, but two little fat hands stretched out towards Concubine Chun.
When Concubine Chungui saw him, her heart softened, she hugged him in the past, and suddenly, Concubine Xian's sigh sounded: "Although there are many elder brothers in the palace, I have never seen the emperor treat any elder brother. Such love is like a treasure."
"Yong Cong is the direct son of the main palace, so he is naturally more favored than others." Concubine Chun reluctantly said.
"Yes, the first son of the palace, it's different." Concubine Xiangui smiled, "You know, the day he was born, it was a rainy day that relieved the drought in Gansu, not to mention the emperor, even the empress dowager said that this child Blessed by God, there is great fortune! Everyone is talking about it, when the seventh brother grows up, he will be the best candidate to inherit the great lineage."
"Inherit the great line?" Concubine Chungui couldn't hide her surprise, "But didn't the first emperor have a clear decree to establish a secret reserve?"
"That's just a rule on the surface." Concubine Xian laughed: "You forgot, although the previous emperor did not make it clear, no one knew that the emperor was the future heir. Unusually, the ministers of the imperial family understood it by themselves, and even the foreign princes and foreign envoys sent congratulatory gifts one after another."
Concubine Chung held her beloved son in her arms and was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "The emperors of the Qing Dynasty have never had a precedent for the direct descendant of the palace to inherit the line..."
"Exactly!" Yuhu said to the side, "Seven elder brother has not yet grown up, who knows what kind of qualifications he is, how can he inherit the great lineage!"
Her words were too naked again, and Concubine Chungui frowned: "Yuhu! Don't talk nonsense!"
He scolds in his mouth, but his eyes are aimed at Concubine Xian, as if waiting for her to nod.
But Concubine Xian shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Occupy a direct son, occupy all the hearts of the world!"
Occupy a direct son, occupy all the hearts of the world.
Concubine Xian has already left, but her words are like a bell ringing, ringing in Concubine Chun's heart from time to time. Over time, Concubine Xian is upset. Concubine Xian suddenly waved her hand, and her sleeves swept across the table. The half-finished tangram pattern is like being rolled by the wind. , scattered everywhere.
Yong Rong spent a lot of energy to put it together. Seeing this scene, he was stunned for a moment, then his face wrinkled and he burst into tears.
"Elder Brother Liu, don't cry, the servants will rearrange for you." Yuhu hurriedly knelt on the ground and picked up the tangram pieces scattered on the ground.
Concubine Chungui was woken up by Yong Rong's cry. She was stunned for a while, then she hugged Yong Rong in her arms, crying a little: "Yong Rong, it's all bad for E-Niang, E-Niang lost her temper and scared you..."
Although Yong Rong was young, he was a very caring child. When he saw his mother crying, he sniffed, hugged her head, and cried with her.
One big and one small cried for a while before stopping. Concubine Chungui took the warm towel from Yuhu, wiped Yong Rong's face gently, and asked softly, "Yuhu, tell me, Yong Rong is better than Yong Rong. Where is the seventh brother?"
"Our sixth brother is no worse than seventh brother." Yuhu said good things for his little master, "Not only is it not bad, but he is better than him in every place."
Her own children are always very good, Concubine Chung smiled and said: "You are right, Yong Rong is smart and considerate, there are so many elder brothers in the palace, no one is better than him, the difference is just worse, It's almost…”
Her voice was like the first snow, melting into the air.
At the same time, outside Zhong Cui Palace.
Forest flowers are thick, why hurry.
Concubine Xian was strolling leisurely in the courtyard, walking under the plum blossom trees, and suddenly the hand that was attached to the beauty fan lifted up, and the fan lowered a flower branch.
On the branch, one big and one small, a big red plum blossom next to a small bud, like a mother and a child.
"Zhen'er." Concubine Xian Gui smiled, "You know that children in the world are different, but mothers in the world are all made from the same mold... They all want to bring the best in the world to their children. ."
Withdrawing the fan, she continued to walk forward with a smile.
Behind her, one big and one small, red plums and flower buds fell off the branches and landed on the muddy footprint she left on the ground.