My father-in-law is Kangxi

Chapter 1699 Education and Pleading (rolling for monthly tickets)
Since we agreed to bring a pony for the children, it was definitely not a lie.

Originally, the Ninth Prince had ordered a few ponies from a Mongolian prince he was familiar with, hoping to get them next year or the year after.

Later, Prince Wengniute arrived. He was a very friendly person. When he heard about this, he informed the flag directly and asked someone to send four ponies over.

He also inquired about the ages of the triplets in the Ninth Prince's Mansion. Knowing that they were three years old this year, he chose an eight-month-old foal.

A foal of this size, after being separated from its mare and raised independently for two months, has become accustomed to eating grass.

In this way, by the time the children learn to ride horses three years later, these ponies will have grown up.

The reason why we sent four horses was that we were afraid that some of them would get sick and be damaged, so we prepared one extra horse.

The four horses are of different colors: brown, red, black, and white.

Now that they have been successfully brought back to the capital, it is just perfect.

There is also a little prince in Prince Dun’s Mansion.

Shushu and the Tenth Lady took the children to the stable in front to see the foal.

The four foals were kept in a separate stable, and were being fed bean cakes and green grass by servants who were taking care of them.

Mongolian horses are short, with an adult horse being only three and a half to four feet tall. This foal, which is less than a year old, is only two feet tall, with big eyes and long mane, and looks small and cute.

Several children stared with wide eyes.

"You are not allowed to pick colors. My little brother and I will each have one..."

Shushu said as she looked at the three children.

Every time she prepared something for the triplets, she made three copies so that they wouldn't have a chance to fight over it.

Perhaps because they are from the same generation, the three siblings have similar preferences.

If the three children were really allowed to choose among themselves, they would not only fight but also complain.

Now the ponies of different colors have to make a choice. It is either a life-or-death situation, or a small disaster between mother and child.

The three brothers looked at the little red horse eagerly, and then looked at Shushu with a sticky look.

Shushu just did not see it.

She didn't want to be a judge among the children. If she did that, she would please her brother but displease her sister-in-law, and some of them would always be dissatisfied.

Over time, in the eyes of the children, she became the one who favored others.

She asked Xiaosong to go back to the main room and make four origami sticks and brought them over. She did not give them to the children to draw lots, but asked the Tenth Lady to draw first.

It was common for the two mansions to exchange things, so the Tenth Lady was not polite and reached out to draw a card for her son.

It is a blank stick without any color applied, which represents a white horse.

The Tenth Lady smiled happily and said, "A white horse is great! Our little prince has a white horse now!"

Although she likes to wear red, in the eyes of Mongolians, the most favorite color of horses is white, which symbolizes auspiciousness and beauty.

The Tenth Lady was no exception.

When she looked at the four foals just now, her eyes were mostly focused on the white foal.

Fengsheng laughed along.

When Niguzhu saw that his little red horse was still there, he also laughed out loud.

Only Akdan looked between the white horse and the red horse, because he found that the little white horse was cleaner and more beautiful.

Next, Shushu asked Feng to make some soy sauce.

Old and young are in order.

These four words are human principles and also the code of conduct for the triplets.

Fengsheng took it seriously, stretched out his little hand, paused at the three pieces of origami, and chose the one in the middle.

Red rouge was applied on the white paper.

It’s the little red horse!
Fengsheng is still illiterate, but there are no words on the note, the color is very bright.

Shushu handed the origami to Fengsheng and said, "You drew the little red horse."

Fengsheng smiled and turned to look at the little red horse in the stable.

Akdan and Niguzhu were both dumbfounded.

Akdan clenched his fists and looked at the remaining two Origami without moving.

Shu Shu saw that he was a little disgusted and said, "If you don't want to smoke, then I'll smoke first, and you can only take what's left by me..."

Akdan had already understood what was being said, so he hung his head and reached out to draw one.

Shushu opened it and saw black dots drawn inside.

"dirty……"

Akdan looked at the black spot with disgust.

Shushu touched his forehead.

"You drew a little dark horse, but you still dislike it. Then you can only send the little dark horse away..."

Akdan blinked and looked at Shushu.

"Where to send it?"

Shu Shu said, "Send Zhuangzi up there. He will never come back home anyway."

The child is innocent, but he has not yet developed compassion.

There is no way to empathize with a foal.

He then asked, "Then give me another pony?"

Shushu shook his head and said, "Not this time."

Akdan hesitated for a moment and said, "Then leave it here. When you have something else, you can send it away."

Shushu nodded.

There was one little yellow horse left, and Niguzhu didn't need to draw it, it was hers.

She couldn't tell whether she was satisfied or not, so she said to Shushu, "Ernie, when it grows up, can it turn red?"

Shushu shook his head and said, "No, if you want a red pony, you have to wait until later when you have a second horse."

Niguzhu exhaled and said, "Okay then..."

With the Tenth Lady beside him, he was a little hesitant.

If you really want the foal, why not write a letter to Abahai and send him some?

However, she also realized that her sister-in-law was educating the child, so she did not interrupt.

She felt she had learned something.

Children’s thoughts are their own thoughts, and parents should still have their own rules so that children will not become willful.

Originally, the Tenth Lady thought that Akdan was too delicate and would get angry if he didn't draw a foal that suited him, but that didn't happen.

She was also a nun and knew that children were best at reading people's expressions.

Being willful is because one knows that one's parents can spoil one; being obedient is because one knows that being willful is useless.

Seeing that Shushu was tired, the Tenth Lady did not stay long.

But when she left, she took her two children with her.

The children have lived in Prince Dun's mansion for three months, and many of their things are there. Moving will take time, so the two sisters-in-law agreed to send them back tomorrow morning.

Akdan held Shushu tightly and was reluctant to let go. Finally, Aunt Qi coaxed him and took a handkerchief from Shushu before he followed him.

Shushu didn’t feel it on the road before, but when he got home, he felt extremely tired.

The kitchen prepared hot water. Shushu took a hot bath, ate a bite of dinner, and then lay down.

When I woke up, it was already bright.

Shushu sat up and heard some faint noises coming from the side room.

It turned out that it was Niguzhu who called someone to bring Mrs. Bo over and wait for her to wake up in the next room.

Shushu simply washed up.

Niguzhu is eating steamed pear.

After the fall, she had a cough, so Mrs. Bo asked the kitchen to prepare this.

Autumn pears moisturize the lungs.

Mrs. Bo also left a copy for Shushu.

Shushu had a simple breakfast and then ate steamed pears.

She remembered her oranges, which could also relieve coughs when steamed with honey.

However, the ones that mature late have to go through the canal to the capital, and it will not arrive until the end of October or the beginning of winter at the earliest.

Children all love to stick to their mothers.

Niguzhu's eyes fell on Shushu and he couldn't take his eyes off her.

Shushu hugged her daughter and kissed her for a while, then thought of her sons, said goodbye to Mrs. Bo, and took Niguzhu's hand to go pick them up...

*
The Eighth Prince's Mansion, west wing.

The Eighth Lady was sitting in the yard with her ears perked up.

Three poles in the sun.

At this time of day, Niguzhu would be playing in the yard, and the clear voices of children would be heard faintly.

Although the maids said they couldn't hear it, the Eighth Lady heard it.

She stayed in the quiet room for a long time and felt that her ears had become sharper.

But today, there was no movement.

The Eighth Lady looked up at the sky, where the clouds were changing.

She felt uncomfortable and looked towards the door.

The sound of footsteps came closer and closer. The Eighth Lady stood up, walked to the gate of the yard, and waited eagerly.

The gate to the courtyard was not locked, but it was bolted from the outside, and there were two female servants on duty.

This is to prevent the Eighth Lady from going out, but it does not restrict outsiders from entering.

The wife of Prince An came over with her nanny, and she still felt upset when she saw this situation.

It’s just that the Eighth Lady had made a mistake before, and now this arrangement is already a royal grace, and the Prince’s Mansion has no room for words.

She sighed, motioned to the maid to open the yard gate, and walked in.

"aunt……"

The Eighth Lady's voice was respectful, and she performed the kneeling ceremony in a very serious manner.

"Thank you for taking this trip. Your niece greets you."

Seeing that she looked dull and behaved differently than before, Prince An's wife hurried forward to support her.

"Get up quickly, you are not an outsider."

The Eighth Lady allowed her to be supported, and looking at her reminded her of her own childhood.

At that time, her aunt took good care of her and she became attached to her.

Later, I got engaged. As I got older, I thought more about things. I argued with this person and fought with that person all day long, and the love between mother and daughter faded.

When the Eighth Lady recalled what had happened before, she looked dazed, as if in a dream.

This morning, the wife of Prince An met the person sent by the Eighth Wife and came immediately without any delay.

Ultimately, it is because they are children that I raised, so I have more sympathy for them.

Seeing the Eighth Concubine in such a situation, not knowing when things would turn around, Prince An's wife's eyes turned red.

Is this going to drive people crazy?
This yard is so small, isn't it too cramped?

The Eighth Lady looked at An Jun Wang's Lady infatuatedly and said, "I made my aunt sad and also affected her reputation. Fortunately, my aunt didn't give birth to a princess, otherwise I would have died without regret."

She has always been strong-willed, how could she have said such soft words?
Prince An's wife held her hand and choked up, saying, "It's not your fault. It's all your uncle's fault. He spoiled you since you were little and married you off without teaching you well. You should have stayed for two more years..."

Things were a little off in the last few years.

Now that I think about it carefully, I can’t tell whether it was the Eighth Concubine who implicated the Prince’s Mansion, or the Prince’s Mansion that implicated the Eighth Concubine.

Just looking at the fact that several of the prince's younger brothers lost their titles one after another, you can tell that the emperor is very strict with the Anwang Mansion.

Now Prince An is behaving himself to the utmost, but his brothers cannot get back their lost titles.

As for the Eighth Lady, even if she knew she was wrong, there was no room for compromise and she could only endure the day.

The Eighth Lady's cervical spine straightened as she said, "It's wrong, it's wrong. My uncle raised me and has been very kind to me. I have no regrets. It's my bad temper. If I insist on putting the blame on my uncle, I'd be a beast."

Seeing the Eighth Concubine like this, Prince An's wife could only comfort her.

"Wait a few years, and then we'll talk about it when things have calmed down..."

The Eighth Lady looked at Prince An's Lady with pleading eyes.

"Aunt, I'm afraid I won't be able to go out these days. I want to adopt a little princess. Can you choose a little princess from the yellow-belt family of the royal palace, who has lost both her father and mother, or whose mother has died and is not liked by her stepmother..."

(End of this chapter)