The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

On the fifth day, Yinzhen still hadn't returned.

People in the mansion can no longer sit still.

Fu Jin was frowning tightly in the main courtyard. She originally wanted to submit a memorial to the palace to request an audience with Concubine De, but she was horrified to find that there was no way to pass the message to the palace now.

Even at the palace gate, the Infantry Commander's Office had stepped up its guard, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

The capital city suddenly became tense.

Honghui and Hongqing had originally made an appointment to go to a teahouse to listen to stories. The two half-grown boys were walking on the street and found that there were fewer vendors setting up stalls.

Honghui seldom comes out, but Hongqing has experience.

"The old man selling sugar paintings didn't come out to set up his stall! Oh? Why didn't the Lamb King open his shop?"

Hongqing originally wanted to bring his friends to try these delicious foods and show off, because not every brother can run around like him.

However, when he went out today, many familiar vendors were not there, which caused him to complain a few times and made him feel bad.

"I don't know what happened today. It's like they had an appointment. Even the braised pork rice vendor who was always there in the rain is closed now."

Honghui is a smart man. There has been no news since his father went to the palace in the past two days, which made his mother a little worried. He also noticed that the atmosphere in the mansion was a little different.

Therefore, Honghui's comforting him was also a test.

"It's okay, we can eat something else. Is there some news in the capital recently? These vendors should have heard some news, otherwise why wouldn't they open their stalls as if they had agreed to do so?"

Hongqing sneered with great contempt.

"What kind of news can they have? Who can be as powerful as our Aisin-Gioro family?"

Honghui pursed his lips and continued, "That's right. Third uncle has a wide range of friends and is very knowledgeable. There should be nothing he doesn't know."

Hongqing curled his lips.

"My father is very capable, but his temper is fickle. He used to be very kind to me and obeyed me in everything. Now he has become strict again and wants to beat me eight times a day."

Honghui smiled and said, "Why, you got beaten again?"

"Isn't it? But I just broke a few of his inkstones, what rare things are they? He chased me three blocks with a whip, how embarrassing! But I haven't seen my father for several days, I wonder where he has gone to be so carefree."

At this point, Honghui's expression suddenly changed. Hongqing was still unaware and walked forward with his arm around Honghui's shoulders. He seemed quite happy.

"My father is not at home, so no one is watching over me now. Shall we go to the casino today? Let's see what's going on?"

Honghui was worried and waved his hand: "Forget it, there's nothing to see today. I'd better go back first. When they are all out, we can go shopping again."

Hong Qing's eyebrows drooped suddenly, but he was not the kind of person to hesitate, so he had to nod.

"Okay, okay, let's wait for next time. When that mutton king sets up his stall, I'll see how I deal with him."

Honghui returned home in a hurry, wanting to have a good talk with Fu Jin.

Uncle San hasn't been home for several days! So have all the uncles been summoned to the palace?

Honghui suddenly became very scared. Although he was the descendant of a royal family, his feelings towards the imperial palace and the Forbidden City were no different from those of ordinary people. He was very afraid, afraid of the imperial power.

Under the imperial power, everyone is equal and is nothing more than an ant.

He couldn't explain why, but when he passed the palace gate and saw that the number of patrolling guards was more than twice as many as before, his heart began to beat wildly like a drum.

The purple-red palace gate seemed to have turned into a vortex black hole, and those who were sucked in could not get out.

This thought made his legs go weak and he couldn't speak. He almost ran away to the main courtyard.

But he did not see Fu Jin.

Nanny Fu simply settled him in a side hall. Seeing that he looked strange, she had someone bring him a bowl of hot milk to drink to calm him down.

Back in the familiar place, Honghui's heart was no longer so flustered. After drinking a bowl of steaming milk, he felt much more comfortable and his eyesight returned to normal.

Honghui's thoughts returned to normal, but his voice was still a little difficult.

"Is my mother meeting guests?"

Aunt Fu nodded and replied, "Yes, the Thirteenth and Fourteenth Concubines are here, and the master is accompanying them. He has told you to rest for a while when you return."

Honghui nodded, thinking constantly in his mind.

Did Uncle Thirteen and Uncle Fourteen also enter the palace?

What happened in the palace?

Thirteenth Lady Zhaojia Yunchun was also asking. She was so panicked that she wanted to visit her sisters-in-law, but she didn't know that the houses of her brothers in front of her were closed to visitors. Only the Fourth Prince's house was open to visitors.

As soon as I came in, I found that the Fourteenth Concubine Wanyan was also here.

She understood in her heart that the fourth sister-in-law was also planning to close the door and refuse visitors, but it was not easy to chase them two out. After all, Fourteenth was her biological brother, and Thirteen and the fourth brother had always been close.

The fourteenth wife, Wanyan, was the Minister of Rites and the daughter of Luocha, the commander of the cavalry.

Wanyan's ancestor was Jin Shizong, and her stepmother was also Aixinjueluo. She was born with a brave spirit and was always proud and arrogant. Unlike ordinary girls, she never believed in taking her husband as her god. On the contrary, she especially looked down on the childish appearance of Fourteen.

Fourteenth was reckless and usually liked gentle and graceful women. His concubine Shushujueluo Wanhe was favored in this way.

In Fourteen's mind, no one can challenge his authority as the emperor, not even his wife. The whole world belongs to his father, he does not need to bow down to anyone, and everyone else should be respectful to him.

In his eyes, Wanyan was unruly and stubborn, so the couple had always been disgusted with each other.

However, the one who was most worried and angry about Fourteenth's accident this time was Wanyan clan.

Just like in the Thirteenth Mansion, the concubine Liu Jia and the demoted Guaerjia had always been favored. The only one who could come forward and look anxious at this time was the Thirteenth Wife, Zhao Jia Yunchun.

The three women were trying to get information from each other. Wanyan spoke first: "Five days ago, all the princes received the imperial edict to enter the palace, and then no more news came out. Now the palace is under strict control. I heard from my father that all the soldiers in the Infantry Commander's Office have been recalled and are working in two shifts a day."

Zhao Jia Yunchun also echoed: "My sister-in-law from my mother's family also sent a message that all the grand court meetings have been suspended and the emperor did not attend the court this morning."

The three women looked at each other in bewilderment. Since they didn't even attend the grand court meeting, there must be something serious going on in the palace.

Could it be that something happened to Wansui?

Or the Crown Prince of Yuqing Palace?

Only these two have such a great weight.

No matter who it is, if something happens, it will shake the foundation of the Qing Dynasty.

Yan Hua looked solemn.

"My two brothers and sisters, something is going on in the palace right now, but no one knows about it. We have to guard the rear area well and not cause trouble for the master in the palace. So when you go back, you must guard the gates well and don't spread the news everywhere, or you will get into trouble."

Finally added another sentence.

"Gentlemen, nothing will happen to you. He is your own son."