My father-in-law is Kangxi

Chapter 1234 Big and Small Dude

Erhe looked blank, but his heart was in a mess.

The princess... immoral?
Or is it "thief shouting catch thief"?
This is not something he can intervene in!

The princess of the Qing Dynasty was also famous for her toughness in her early years.

Especially before entering the customs, the princesses of the Taizu Dynasty and the Taizong Dynasty were so domineering and tough, which caused headaches for both the natal family and the in-law's family.

Especially in the Taizong Dynasty, Taizong hosted several aunts and sisters at banquets, just to discuss with them, and in the future, he should talk more about reason and less hands-on.

At that time, the son-in-laws were all the princes of the Miao descendants of the Manchurian kingdom and the Horqin tribe of Mongolia.

The former are honorable ministers who follow to fight the world, while the latter are allies who are married to each other, so it is not easy to beat them all the time.

But that just means that the princess and eldest princess are not very obedient, and they have less respect for Wenggu and forehead.

There is no other immorality or immorality.

Princess Duanjing's gossip is to question her chastity and virtue.

Princess Gaoyang and Bianji...

Erhe didn't dare to think deeply.

The impact is too great.

It's not something he can intervene, nor can Brother Jiu just take care of it.

It involves court dignity.

He looked at the head of the station and said, "Master Jiu is going to stay in Rehe for a few more days. There is not enough food, so he sent me to Kayou Banner to buy it. Apart from the official warehouse, where else can we spare a thousand catties?" the rice?"

The director of the station heard this, shook his head and said: "The granary of the Ezu Mansion may not have a thousand catties of rice. Karaqin is mainly made of wheat, supplemented by buckwheat. The rest is millet and sorghum. The former is used for fried rice. The latter makes porridge."

There is no local rice production, even if some rice comes from Guanli, there is a lot of it. A while ago, the head of the palace came to buy it once, and bought [-]% of it.

Erhe said: "Then the largest granary in the town belongs to the son-in-law?"

The head of the station nodded and said: "It's on the shop in the street ahead, behind the grain shop is the warehouse, and that shop belongs to the forehead."

Erhe nodded, put down the matter of food, looked at the monitor and said: "Today is already October [-], and it is six days away from the gold festival. People from the princess mansion can't come out. Are there any dowry people living in the princess house?" Outside the house?"

The head of the station thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "No, the land here is vast and sparsely populated. The Princess Mansion was built before the Princess descended. There are nearly [-] houses, and the ten families who are married live together in the mansion."

Therefore, once the gate of the princess mansion is closed, it really cuts off the inside and outside news.

Erhe was vigilant in his heart, looked at the man and said: "You lead the way tomorrow morning. We will go to the grain store to buy grain. Afterwards, someone will question you. Just kill this one. If you say something you shouldn't say and get silenced, it's you relationship."

The man pursed his lips immediately, and said: "The bodyguards are here to adjust the food. They are on official business, so there is no delay. If the princess is ill, they can only come back to pay their respects."

Erhe nodded and told the man to go down.

When he was alone, Erhe hesitated, whether to tell the twenty guards below to be more vigilant tonight and lie down with his clothes on.

Immediately, he let go of this thought.

Superfluous superfluous, easy to scare the snake.

The princess should only be under house arrest. If something bad happened, the Ezuo Mansion would not let such rumors go out, and would have cleaned it up long ago.

In that case, the 21 of them would be the targets of silence as if they had fallen into a wolf's den, and there was no point in struggling.

Since there is no such thing, then I just need to pretend that I don't know anything...

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Forefather's Mansion, the front yard.

Garzang stood on his seat with a gloomy face, looking at the two subordinates.

In terms of age, he is one year younger than Princess Duanjing, only 26 this year.

It's just that Mongolians eat meat, they become adults in their teens, and they look older. They look a little rough, like they are in their thirties.

He and the princess were married in the 32nd year of Kangxi, when he was 17 years old, the princess.

At the beginning, there were times when they were in love, but the two people's temperaments were not compatible. After the princess gave birth to a boy and a girl, the two families began to respect each other as guests.

On his side, there are concubines before the big marriage, and there are also female slaves taken after the big wedding, but he knows the rules, the concubine is born after the princess is pregnant.

I thought it would be all right, but I didn't expect the princess to treat a young guard differently.

If the princess was willing to let him kill the guard directly, the matter would be overturned, but the princess refused.

Could it be that the people of Harqin laughed at him as a living bastard?
What man can stand this?
He didn't regret asking someone to seal up the princess' mansion to teach the princess a lesson, but he didn't mean to have a quarrel between husband and wife.

This matter should not be known to outsiders.

But now that outsiders have come, it makes people worry.

The older member of the staff said: "Don't worry, my son-in-law, there is nothing wrong with asking people to look at the station. When the horse took off the rein, everyone also stopped."

Garzang said: "Keep watching, don't slack off."

The man complied, arranged manpower, and stared at the station.

As a result, in the early hours of the morning, before dawn, there was movement at the station.

The station master took the lantern, got on his horse, and took a few people to the middle of the town.

The man followed behind, looking in the direction of several people.

It seems that it is really the direction of the princess mansion.

The man followed with hesitation, but the horse in front stopped.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

There was a hasty knock on the door, which disturbed the dogs in the street.

"Wang Wang Wang Wang..."

This is the busiest street in the town, with shops in the north and south, and many dogs followed.

"That bastard, are you going to catch up with Changshengtian?"

With the sound of cursing, there was movement in the grain shop.

"Clang clang..."

The door bolt was pulled, and the door was pushed open. It was a black-faced Mongolian man, looking at everyone with an unkind expression.

The Karaqin Banner is rich and peaceful, and this shop is still a business of the Ezu Mansion, and the people in the shop are also stubborn, cursing: "Get out! According to the rules, the door is only opened after the sun rises, and there is no business after the sun goes down."

The head of the station raised the lantern and said: "Chaolu, no one broke the rules of the shop. This is the arrival of distinguished guests from afar. They encountered difficulties. They came to Karaqin to ask for help. Don't ask them the rules of Karaqin people." .”

The man saw Erhe beside the director.

Erhe was wearing an endmask, a sable hat on his head, and a knife on his waist. It was indeed not a Mongolian costume.

Erhe can also speak Mongolian, and introduced himself directly: "I am the bodyguard of the ninth prince of Bogdakhan, Erhe, the fourth-rank military officer, and I was ordered to come here to buy food. There are too many people, and there is not enough food, so if you want me to come to Harqin to replenish the food, does this need the consent of the Princess Mansion or the Econgrin Mansion? Then I will go to the Princess Mansion now and ask them to arrange people to come over?"

Nachao Lu shook his head and said, "I want permission from the Prince Consort's House, I don't want to bother my lord, let me go and ask, my villain."

He knows Nine Princes.

It was the nine princes who came over the year before last to order golden belts for the princes and princes. They were born to Bogda Khan's favorite concubine, and he was in charge of Bogda Khan's palace and private property.

More than half a month ago, the head of the Kara Hetun Palace sent someone to Karaqin to buy rice for the winter hunting of the Ninth Prince, and almost bought all the rice in the shop.

As a result, the more than 1000 catties of rice is not enough to eat?
He asked several people to enter the shop, and he led the horse behind him, and went to the eunuch's mansion.

Garzang didn't sleep all night.

He was a little bewildered.

He is not worried about the stalemate between the husband and wife, he is the master of this land.

But if he really wanted to alarm the court, the consequences would not be something he could bear.

He already regretted it, he shouldn't have broken face with the princess, he should have executed the guard quietly.

At this moment, when he came to Lu to ask for an audience, Garzang also saw him.

When it became clear that the group of people who came to the station were not from the capital, but from the Kara Hetun Palace to buy grain, Garzang breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately ordered: "Sell them, sell more, and order a few more. carriage……"

As he said that, he stood up and wanted to go there in person to meet that Erhe.

But thinking that when he sent someone yesterday, it was said that he was not in town, so it was really hard to show up.

He asked his confidant to be in charge, and told him to go with Chaolu.

The steward was apprehensive, even more fearful, and when he arrived at the grain shop, he looked at Erhe's expression.

Seeing that Erhe was a shriveled old man with a beard, he looked at himself with wicked eyes, and felt that this person was not kind.

He didn't talk too much, just put on the usual look of Brother Jiu, hugged his shoulders, and was picky about the food in the grain shop: "The rice is only three hundred catties, which is enough for anyone's teeth. Our master is the emperor's beloved son. Traveling outside, with two or 300 people guarding the army alone, I would eat more than a dozen sheep and hundreds of catties of rice a day..."

"This is white flour. Why is it so black? Our ninth master brought Fujin on a trip. Our Fujin is of the blood of a princess. We come from the most noble family in the Eight Banners. The food and clothing are better than the princesses in the palace. How can this kind of black noodles Entrance?"

"The fine grain is only [-] catties, and the rest is coarse grain? Is that for feeding pigs? Are we short of money?"

At the end of being picky, Erhe lost his patience, frowned and said: "We are the slaves of the emperor and the ninth master, but we can't afford this..."

As he said that, he inadvertently briefly mentioned the identities of the guards. He is the second lord of the Duke's mansion, Ama is the first-rank minister in charge of the guards; Fuqing is the young master of the Xiangfu, and Ama is the current court official. Among them are the most powerful academicians; there is also Chunlin, the son of the Eight Banners bow and arrow instructor, and Cao Shun, the son of Jiangning weaving...

The steward and Chao Lu looked at each other, and understood that it was the emperor's dandy son who brought a bunch of little dandies around him to shoot at the edge of the paddock.

The steward hurriedly said: "Although the son-in-law is not in the banner, it is not good to let Mr. Er come here in vain. The villain will go back to the mansion of the son-in-law and ask someone to load two carts of good food for the Ninth Prince and Jiufujin Send it over."

Erhe's face became better now, and he said: "That's about the same, or I won't have the face to go back to work, don't worry, I won't treat you badly, our Ninth Master is not short of money..."

As he said that, he took out two purses, threw one into Chaolu's arms, and stuffed the other into the hands of the steward, saying: "This is also the first time for me to send a foreign mission, and it's such a trivial matter as buying grain. I can't lose my dignity." rise……"

The steward hurriedly said: "My lord, don't worry, the little one will do my best..."

Erhe showed satisfaction, and said: "That's right, our Jiu Ye's elder brother, Wu Bei Le, is currently in charge of the Lifan Academy. When he returns to Beijing, he will go tell Jiu Ye and make a note for you..."

(End of this chapter)