My father-in-law is Kangxi

No legitimate wife is happy to have a concubine's eldest son in the family.

Bafujin is no exception.

Mammy had already mentioned this matter in her ears. Even if she wanted to adopt a concubine in the future, she should not adopt a concubine's eldest son.

Because the eldest son of a concubine will not be grateful, he will only become angry if he has his biological mother by his side to raise him.

You can imitate the crown princess and raise the bastard son in the future.

The eighth prince's face looked a little ugly.

Doesn't Fujin look forward to this child?
Bafujin's eyelids were drooped. She really wasn't looking forward to this child, and she was curious in her heart and wanted to pay attention to the access control across the hospital.

There has been no movement for several years. The Eighth Prince has only been exposed to rain and dew for three months, so why is there any movement?
Is Wang Gege’s belly really a blessed place?

It's been three or four years, why hasn't there been any movement?

But Bafujin didn't bother to find out.

This is the eighth prince's Baylor Mansion. As long as she lives in peace in her own yard, the rest of the place is up to the eighth prince.

Even if something was really wrong, it would be difficult for Eighth Prince, but in the inner courtyard of a deep house, with many people and mixed eyes, the possibility is very small.

Did Eighth Prince see the imperial doctor in private?
Speculations arose in Bafujin's mind.

Keeping an outsider is not a good thing, and it is inconsistent with the eighth prince's behavior.

Maybe create a place to secretly take medicine to recuperate?

The Blessed One felt a bit regretful.

Did your wish come true?

I also look forward to the eighth prince becoming the second Prince Zhuang.

She looked at her nails. They were still dyed with impatiens flowers in the summer, and they had grown out.

The fingernails are beautiful and the fingers look like green onions.

No matter where the child came from, she was not sticky anyway, and she would not bear the blame.

Thinking of this, she straightened her waist and looked up at the eighth prince.

Is this a complete cure or not?

So if the seeds are not good, they will not be able to produce a fetus?

Bafujin thought about his miscarriage again. He was wearing flat shoes at the time, and the fall didn't hurt much, but the baby was aborted.

Is this also the reason?

Ba Fujin put away his carelessness and looked at Ba Age to investigate.

The eighth elder brother is the prince's elder brother. It stands to reason that he has lived well since he was a child and his body will not be short-changed. However, with the example of the ninth elder brother, it is hard to say.

Concubine Yi was still in charge of the palace at that time and could not reach her brother.

The good concubine is even less able to protect her son.

It’s hard to say whether it’s a good thing or bad for a six-year-old child to live alone.

She wanted to see the pulse of Eighth Prince in the past few years.

But if the Eighth Prince really mentioned the heir in the pulse record, wouldn't the news have already come out?

Or did the emperor, who was protecting his son, let the imperial hospital cover up the matter?
Ba Fujin again remembered the time when Kangxi rewarded a woman with an official position, and had two other sons, including four Ba princes.

Is it because he loves his "youngest son", or has the eighth prince's case been revealed to be inappropriate?

Bafujin's eyes were like daggers, and his face was full of suspicion.

Brother Ba was sitting on pins and needles. He dared not look directly into Ba Fujin's eyes. He looked away and asked softly: "What are you looking at?"

Ba Fujin had already put away the suspicion on his face and said: "If I am in a hurry to ask for a son, then wait until the spring warms up and take the Fucha family to Hongluo Temple. Even if you ask for a son, a side wife is better than a concubine!"

The eighth prince couldn't help but be startled when he heard this.

Ba Fujin felt that life was too boring, and if Ba A Ge had a turn for the better, she would rather have her eldest son born from Fu Cha's belly.

It had been three years since Mrs. Fucha had entered the government, and the two of them had not interacted much. However, compared to those women who were serving as officials, Ba Fujin still felt that Mrs. Fucha was more sensible.

It would be interesting if the Fucha family couldn't give birth either.

Maybe life is like a stagnant water. The Eighth Prince is not only looking forward to having more sons from the Fucha family, which will arouse the fighting spirit between the Fucha family and himself; he is also looking forward to the fact that the Fucha family will not give birth to any children. When the time comes, will the Eighth Prince be "unable" again? Do you want to go to "rain and dew evenly"?
Bafujin remembered something. There was a vague rumor from the front that someone was pregnant, and it seemed that the Fucha family was involved.

Then what did Fucha do?

On the Holy Shou Festival, he went to the palace to pay his respects and wore three-and-a-half-inch flag shoes.

Gee, who is that for? !

Could it be that Wang Gege’s belly is weird?
The pregnant one is not from the house, but from outside?
The Eighth Prince wants to have a child by borrowing his own child and bear it in the name of the Fucha family, but the Fucha family is not happy?
Ba Fujin felt that he shouldn't think too much about this. If he thought about it too much, he would be even more disgusted when he looked at Ba Age.

The good concubine is also interesting. She gets close to the Fucha family in front of her, thinking that she can get into trouble with her, which is just a little trick.

The Eighth Prince couldn't sit still any longer, so he stood up and left, but he forgot to tell him that he didn't need to ask for the official woman's words...

*
Four Baylor Mansion, main house.

They were also talking as a couple, but the atmosphere between Si Age and Si Fujin was much better.

If we really want to talk about the love between husband and wife, it is not the sticky kind, but they have grown up together, not only as husband and wife, but also as relatives.

In addition, Si Fujin entered the palace at the age of ten and had no relatives around him. It was also taught by Si Age that he responded and acted according to Si Age's wishes.

The fourth elder brother loves his daughter very much and wants to make more thorough preparations.

It may not be safe to just think about merit and seek grace.

The prince supervises the ministries, who has no merit?
When everyone has merit, the merit will not be conspicuous.

The fourth elder brother thought of the ninth elder brother's carriage.

Even though the old ministers and bachelors of the bodyguard were riding horses, Brother Jiu was able to ride in a car confidently, and the emperor's father turned a blind eye and let him go.

That's because everyone knows that Brother Jiu is weak.

Even the imperial father would not ask the ninth elder brother to ride a horse.

The fourth elder brother said to Si Fujin: "Er Gege is eight years old. Although she is kept in the main courtyard, she does not need to be called out to meet guests or taken out on weekdays."

Si Fujin was a little puzzled at first, and said, "Why don't you wait until you are ten years old to see visitors again?" Even if you see visitors on weekdays, they are not foreigners, they are aunts and uncles.

After a child is vaccinated, he will no longer be shy about seeing others.

Fourth elder brother said: "Today Zhasak Tuhan proposes marriage..."

Si Fujin understood it immediately and hesitated: "Is it too early? There are still many years left?"

The fourth elder brother said: "It's better to be prepared. Leave this shadow in front of the emperor as early as possible. It will be convenient for you to ask for grace in the future."

Even if you can't marry into the Eight Banners, you can still choose someone from among the sons of Mongolian princes who work in the capital, which is better than marrying far away.

Si Fujin nodded and said: "I understand..."

Although Er Gege was not born by her, she raised him. Sifujin naturally hopes that Er Gege will do well.

But when Si elder brother went to the study, Si Fujin was also a little startled.

She is here at this age, looks at Ni Guzhu's cuteness, and hopes to have children.

She wasn't looking forward to it now.

If you really want to give birth to a daughter, how can you ask for two favors from one house?
Li Gege...

Although the fourth elder brother was very disciplined, Li Gege was not so frivolous as to come to her, but there were only a few women in the house, so even if Li Gege lost one son, he would still have two children.

The fourth elder brother is also very fond of his children. When Er Gege wants to discuss marriage, for the sake of Er Gege's title, he will definitely give Li Gege a title.

Si Fujin smiled bitterly, this is the human heart. If you are not careful, you will be greedy, but you don't have to force yourself in this world.

There is no such thing as a relaxing and happy life like Shu Shu.

The next day was the day when the Fujins went to the palace to pay their respects.

There was a carriage parked at the entrance of Sibeile Mansion.

Si Fujin did not rush out, but asked people to look at the Eight Beile Mansion and the Ninth Prince Mansion.

When people came out of the Ninth Prince's Mansion, she got in the car, just as her sisters-in-law entered the palace all the way.

As a result, instead of waiting for the report from the front, Zhou Song came instead.

"Our master caught a cold yesterday and didn't feel very comfortable when he got up early. We, Fujin, took care of him. We were afraid that he might bring illness to the palace, so he ordered his servants to stay behind the door. Fujin sent his servants to tell you, could you please help Wu? Fujin sends a message..."

Zhou Song greeted him respectfully.

After Sifujin heard this, he couldn't help but worry and said, "Then what happened to your master? Did he become an imperial doctor?"

Zhou Song said: "I passed it on. It was said that I had a high fever because of the wind evil caused by the cold and heat yesterday. I prescribed a prescription to clear away the heat and dispel the cold. We, Fujin, will take care of it..."

Sifu Jin said: "I am too tired because I shouldn't have come back yesterday."

The fourth elder brother was also tired. He drank ginger soup, soaked his feet in hot water, and rested early. He had already gone to the Ministry of Finance this morning...

*
Ninth Prince's Mansion.

Brother Jiu was half-sitting. There was a paper basket under the kang with half-full straw paper in it.

Shu Shu was beside him, looking at Brother Jiu and saying, "You should listen to me from now on. Let's practice Baduanjin together."

The tip of Brother Jiu's nose was red, and he looked a little pitiful. He said, "If I had known I couldn't escape, I shouldn't have drank two bowls of ginger soup last night!"

Shu Shu said: "Only look at the good ones. If you don't drink the ginger soup, you won't be even more uncomfortable. This has driven away half of the cold, and the fever is not very severe."

Brother Jiu wanted to reach out to pull Shu Shu, but then waved his hand and said: "You'd better stay away from me, don't get sick."

Shu Shu said: "It's too late to avoid it now. When Zhou Song comes back later, ask him to go to Ning'an Hall and tell A Mou that we won't go there in the next few days."

Brother Jiu said: "I thought I would find a way to rest in a few days, but I don't have to think about it this time."

Shu Shu said: "Isn't that great? There are twelve younger brothers in the Yamen, and it just so happens that I have given up and am thinking about other things."

Brother Ninth came up and said excitedly: "Then what are we thinking about? I have my eye on Khalkha. The three Khalkhas spend hundreds of thousands of taels of silver every year. This money is like wasting money. It's not interesting. But I can’t help but give it.”

Shu Shu said: "Then let's think carefully about what else besides salt tea we can sell to Khalkha..."

After hearing this, Brother Jiu thought for a moment and said: "Patent medicine and ginseng, these two are correct, but the quantity is limited, so the impact will not be great."

Shu Shu remembered clearly that hundreds of years later, Outer Mongolia was still a desert of light industry. In the 90s, instant noodles had to be imported from China.

Shu Shu said: "You can try everything that is indispensable for food, clothing, housing and transportation..."

Brother Jiu said: "Mobei is different from Monan. The place is too big. Except for Prince Baylor, the people are still nomadic and can't find anyone."

Shu Shu said: "Where is the station?"

Brother Jiu said: "There is no fixed one. During the early wars, there were temporary ones. Each of the Khalkha tribes came out on their own. After the war was over, they should have dispersed."

Each time the Khalkha envoys came to Beijing, they had to travel for three to four months.

Shu Shu said: "Take your time, I will always think of a way..."

The couple had a day of free time.

The Fourth and Eighth Fujins also entered the Shenwu Sect.

Wu Fujin and Qi Fujin have arrived and are standing not far away, holding hands and talking.

Seeing the arrival of Sifujin and Bafujin, Shu Shu was not seen, and both sisters-in-law looked at Sifujin.

Si Fujin told him about Brother Jiu's cold.

Wu Fujin is going to Yikun Palace, which is why Shu Shu asked Si Fujin to send a message to Wu Fujin.

Wu Fujin said: "This is really...our master is not very comfortable either. Today he sent someone to the Yamen to ask for leave."

It's just that the fifth elder brother didn't rest in the main courtyard last night, and Wu Fujin didn't see anyone, so there was no need to worry about getting over the illness.

Sifujin said: "We are all tired. Our master also went to bed early last night..."

Bafujin was listening, feeling quite strange.

The eighth prince didn't go to the Yamen this morning, but he didn't send a message to the imperial doctor, so the eighth prince ignored him.

Now she realized something was wrong.

How much colder is Nanyuan than Beijing?
Why are all of them sick?