Honghui is reborn in Legend of Zhen Huan, I will protect my mother

Amidst the turbulent times, no one noticed that Fu Cha, the wife of Prince Yong, was two months pregnant, and no one noticed that Prince Honghui was transferred from the Ministry of Works to the Ministry of Rites as a counselor.

Prince Yong's mansion shrank quietly for half a year, quietly welcomed three new people into the mansion, and quietly gave birth to the eldest grandson of the mansion.

On October 12, the 58th year of the Kangxi reign, Fucha went into labor overnight and gave birth to a little boy weighing six kilograms in the early morning light.

Although Honghui was a father, he did not get to be the first to hold his son. As soon as the midwife carried the little prince out of the delivery room, she was "grabbed" away by Yinzhen.

"My dear grandson is so handsome, Yixiu, come and see him, he is white and plump, and looks 70% like his father!" Yinzhen no longer had his usual cold face, but smiled, his eyes were soft and kind.

Yixiu smiled so much that her teeth were exposed. She looked at her eldest grandson through Yinzhen's hand without blinking, and felt very fond of him.

"Fucha has raised him well. This child is very handsome. Didn't Honghui look like this when he was a child? Master, let me hold him too!"

Yinzhen handed the swaddling clothes carefully to Yixiu's arms with reluctance, and then he had time to ask about the health of his eldest grandson, "How is the little prince?"

The court doctor smiled and replied, "Your Highness, the little prince was born full-term and was well taken care of in the womb. He is in good health. In all likelihood, he will grow up without any illness or disaster."

Hearing these half-flattering and half-factual words, Yinzhen was overjoyed and interrupted his eldest son, "Great! Rewards, huge rewards! Everyone in Prince Yong's mansion will be rewarded three months' monthly allowance, and Fuyun Court will be rewarded an additional three months!"

The servants were immediately delighted and knelt down to express their gratitude: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your reward."

Honghui didn't even glance at the servants, but instead chased after the court doctor and asked, "How is Madam Fu's health?"

"My Lord, the wife is fine, she is just tired. She will recover after a month of confinement."

Honghui was relieved then. After all, one night of marriage means a hundred nights of love. Even if there is no love between them, there is still family affection. What's more, Fucha has been considerate in everything during this year and has not caused any trouble for him!

"Madam Wusu, tell your wife to take a good rest for a month and a half and let her recover before coming out. As I said before, the master does not need anyone to serve him for the time being."

During Fucha's pregnancy, perhaps unable to bear the pressure, she mentioned the idea of ​​taking a concubine to him, but he perfunctorily replied that he was busy with government affairs and was too impatient to linger in the backyard. Now that his eldest son has been born, I'm afraid that not only Fucha, but also his father and mother will sooner or later become restless.

But let's talk about the future later. For now, he still has a few months of peace and quiet. Compared with women, he would rather spend the extra time on state affairs and political affairs.

The experiences of these years have made him deeply realize that understanding Ama, becoming Ama, and handling political affairs are really addictive!

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October 13, the 58th year of the Kangxi reign, Palace of Heavenly Purity.

Kangxi changed into a bright yellow dragon robe, put on a crown, turned around and walked towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

At this time, Li Dequan's apprentice Wei Zhu walked in with a look of joy on his face: "Your Highness, great joy, Prince Yong's Mansion gave you a great-grandson at the hour of Mao today..."

Kangxi was stunned at first, then he was happy. Did Fucha give Honghui a legitimate eldest son?

"Good, good, good! Born on the Golden Day, at a good time, I am very happy, very happy!"

Li Dequan stood by and flattered: "Congratulations, Your Majesty. You have a great-grandson today. In the future, your great-grandson will give you a little great-great-grandson, and you will have five generations living under one roof."

"You have such a big mouth that I don't know what to say! I'm already sixty-six years old. Can I still live to be a centenarian?"

"Your Majesty, you will live a long life. You are only sixty now, so you will still grow a lot!"

Kangxi laughed heartily at the flattery, pointed at Li Dequan and scolded, "You old man, you are almost a spirit. Stop it, I will laugh at you for once! Send someone to check at the palace gate. If the fourth mansion is late, I will pardon them this time."

Then Wei Zhu added, "Prince Yong and Lord Beizi came first on horseback and have just arrived at the Hall of Supreme Harmony. The prince's wife, concubine, grandson, and granddaughter took several carriages. They may be late. The prince specifically asked me to apologize to you and Consort De."

"Why are they in such a hurry? They stayed up all night yesterday without a break. They are still riding horses in the middle of winter. The fourth son and his son really don't care about their health! Li Dequan, you watch over them for me today and don't let them drink."

Even if it was a little late, what would happen? Could he, as the emperor, not care about his own children and grandchildren?

After saying this, he instructed Wei Zhu: "Go and report this to Concubine De, so that she can be happy too."

"Whoo!"

So Kangxi had a happy look on his face the whole day and drank seven or eight glasses of wine. Only after Li Dequan's persuasion did he change to the fruit juice.

Some people were smart and thought of the small bow hanging in front of Prince Yong's mansion, and guessed why His Majesty was so happy today!

It's not surprising. His Majesty has always valued Prince Yong and Prince Beizi. A great-grandson of the emperor who is not the eldest has naturally benefited from the merits of his father and grandfather. In today's world, imperial favor is everything.

But isn't Prince Yong's luck too good? He is favored by the emperor, has a loving couple, many children, and his grandchildren are well-developed and filial. Except for the fact that he married a not-so-good wife in his early years, he can be said to have everything he needs!

Thinking of this, everyone was filled with sadness, envy, or jealousy. All of them wished they could just turn a blind eye to it, except for Yinsi, who had a bad feeling but was unwilling to admit defeat.

He turned around and winked at the teenager who was with him. Then the teenager walked calmly into the hall and bowed to Kangxi. "My grandson Hongli greets the Emperor. May the Emperor be blessed with good health."

Kangxi first glanced at Yinsi, who remained expressionless, then glanced at his grandson, who was kneeling in the hall with a shrewd look in his eyes, and sighed secretly.

To be fair, he was a smart child, and his talent was said to be quite good. He was also ranked among the top emperor's grandchildren. However, there was one bad thing about him: why was Hongli the son of the eighth prince?

He could forgive Yinzhi's disobedience and unfilial piety, and he could also understand Yinreng's faults, but it was this Eighth Brother who really made him feel like a thorn in his throat!