The Harem of the Qing Dynasty - the next era

In the 30th year of Qianlong's Zhengdan court celebration, an event involving imperial power, complicated diplomacy, and involving the prince's East Palace ceremony occurred.

Hong Fenghan, the envoy of the Li Dynasty, made a statement at the court, hoping that the emperor could clarify the etiquette issues for the accompanying officials of the vassal state to meet with the clan prince and his son.

Hong Fenghan's reasons are quite sufficient: According to the regulations, the king of North Korea was granted the title of Daqing County, and he was favored by the emperor. As soon as he was honored, his rank was higher than that of the prince, and when it came to the court, the only person who needed extra respect was the emperor. Recognized as the default prince, the eldest son of the clan prince is the default grandson of the emperor. The emperor gave a correct sentence.

Hongli's face was very ugly: "Shouldn't the Lifan Academy submit a memorial to me for instructions on such a matter?"

During the Kangxi period, Prince Limi favored the emperor's father with the dignity of his son-in-law, and it was inevitable that there would be a sudden rift over the matter of worshiping the mattress. What's more, the emperor has been quite cold towards the prince of the clan recently.History repeats itself after a lapse of 70 years. The civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty are silent like cicadas, and the Yongxi Seal is like a thorn in the back.

Zhaohui passed away, Sige kept his filial piety, and Fu Heng complained about his illness. Hong Zhou was the only one who was qualified to protect Yongxi. It is easy to backfire and disobey the king's heart.

"Huang Ama!" The fifth son of Emperor Yongzheng was hesitating, and the fifth son of Emperor Qianlong had already stepped out of the class, "Hong Fenghan should be executed!"

Everyone was surprised, Hongli asked with a serious face, "What is Hong Fenghan's crime?"

Yongqi glanced at the court envoy: "Huang Ama, my minister once heard my fifth uncle mention the old affairs of the emperor's dynasty. The first emperor Yongzheng was in Japan, and he relied on Huang Ama's heart just like today's Huang Ama is to the prince of the clan. The emperor's old age, Prince Mourning Hui is also here, I have never seen him enter the court to ask for orders, but today I am here to ask about etiquette, my son wants to ask, what is the intention of the other country!"

Hong Fenghan hastily defended: "The vassals have always been negligent, today's asking for gifts is also to make up for the past, and I beg the Holy Emperor to see clearly!"

"Huang Ama, this is a sophistry and presumptuous remark!" Yong Qi retorted solemnly, "Yuqing Palace is Prince Heshuo, and there is a rule for feudal states to add gifts, so this is the state; Inside, you are the leader of brothers, and when you go outside, you are the emperor's father. The etiquette of the vassal state is not about doing what you do, but about your heart. I dare to ask, if the emperor's brother is not as noble as the eldest son, or as respected as the prince, it seems that only the prince is the son of the prince Is it possible that he cannot receive the courtesy of his lower state?"

Hongli's face turned pale: "Yongqi's remarks are very insightful."

"Thank you, Emperor Ama!" Yong Qi turned to look at the court envoy, "What you don't understand is not because of court rules and etiquette, but because of the different opinions of the vassals! The emperor of Zhou has nine tripods, and the king of Chu sent an envoy to ask about it. In—the world!"

Hong Fenghan prostrated himself and prostrated himself, all courtesies, Chinese and martial arts were amazed: the demeanor of the fifth elder brother seemed not to be inferior to that of the direct prince, King Jiajun!

Hongli rewarded Yongqi a lot, but he never questioned the North Korean envoy for it.

Yongqi was quite displeased, and followed Yongxi to Yuqing Palace after the dynasty was over, and couldn't help complaining: "It's unreasonable, North Korea is a small country, who dares to imitate Shamuha (the protagonist of Kangxi's pilgrimage event) , the official of the Ministry of Rites at that time) the separation of the righteousness of the monarch and his ministers, and the relationship between father and son, it is really 'tolerable and unbearable'! If my younger brother bumps into him, I will beat him half to death with my fist."

"Not necessarily so." Yong Xi smiled wryly, "North Korea is in trouble now, Hong Fenghan has inherent selfishness, and it may not be aimed at me."

Yong Qi was puzzled: "How to say?"

Yongxi signaled Yongqi to take his seat: "The king of Joseon is seventy years old and has only two sons under his knees. The eldest son died young, and the second son was originally established as the eldest son, but died suddenly three years ago. The current king of Joseon is the grandson of the second son of the king. The king and concubine of North Korea are at odds, thus contributing to the situation of party struggle, the Hong Fenghan who came today is the late son Tayue of North Korea, now it seems that it is a fake request for Miankai, and it is very possible to use this to rectify the name of his grandson."

Yong Qi opened her mouth wide: You know all this?Are you too precise?

"It's thanks to you today that I dismissed the envoy by mistake." Yongxi squinted his eyes, "The Lifan Court is under my jurisdiction. How can Huang Ama be happy when something like this happens?"

Yong Qi was silent for a long time before saying: "Fourth brother, follow Huang Ama a bit from now on!"

Yong Xi raised his head and sighed: "Fifth brother, sex is natural, it's difficult!"

Is the truth of the matter really as simple as Yongxi said?The answer is of course no.

Cheng Shuang received the secret report, and quietly replied to Han Ling: "Master, the Lu County Prince's Mansion once sent a secret letter to the North Korean mission."

"Huh?" Han Ling frowned slightly, "Yong Xing? How could he have anything to do with the North Koreans?"

Cheng Shuang reminded her: "Master, you forgot that Concubine Shujia is from North Korea!"

"If you don't mention it, I'll forget about it!" Han Ling suddenly realized, "Is there any proof?"

Cheng Shuang replied: "The servants of the palace quietly left the manuscript of Elder Brother's confidential letter."

Han Ling hurriedly said: "Bring it to me to see!"

What is written on the manuscript is a foreign language: "This is——"

Cheng Shuang speculated: "According to this servant, □□Cheng is the Korean language."

"You're not old, and you have a lot of scheming!" Han Ling sneered, "I don't hurt the tiger's will, and the tiger hurts the heart. Since he has bad intentions, I don't have to show mercy."

Cheng Shuang couldn't help suggesting: "Maidservant, should I check it out and see the contents of the secret letter?"

"No need!" Han Ling rubbed the corners of her brows, "Yong Xing has a city mansion, how much manpower can he have? There must be some help in the palace, so if you don't stop doing it, go beat them once or two days later. Let’s talk about safe days!”

Cheng Shuang was about to speak, when Zhang Lei announced to the outside: "Mistress, Master Jiu and brother Mianxin are here to greet you."

Han Ling received the manuscript, supported Cheng Shuang and turned back to the seat above: "Call!"

Mian Xin, one and a half years old, is very lively, knelt on the ground and saluted, opened her arms and rushed towards Han Ling. The world pays attention to intergenerational relatives, and being as noble as a queen is also unavoidable. She held her grandson in her arms with a smile In the middle, Yin said to Chengshuang, "Take the handkerchief and look at the sweat on his face."

Yong Jue scolded his son: "It's becoming more and more unruly."

"How old is he! Compared to you, Ah Ma, he is already too honest." Han Ling stuffed the stove into his grandson's arms, and asked while taking off his coat, "Why didn't your wife come over?"

Yong Jue smiled and said, "Congratulations to Emiang, you are going to be a grandmother again!"

"Huh?" Han Ling smiled openly, "Your wife is happy again? How soon did this happen? Why didn't the hospital reply?"

Yong Jue explained: "Wan'er's menstruation has not come for a long time. Except for the people close to the palace, only my son knows. Although I can't be very sure, seven or eight points are not bad. Wan'er wants to wait a few days to see, son I couldn't help it, so I was so anxious to go back and forth to let Er Niang know."

"It's better to be more careful." Already have three (pro) grandchildren, if Qi Wan is indeed pregnant, whether it is a boy, many children and grandchildren, or a girl, then it will be the first granddaughter of the emperor, and it is something worth celebrating , "Let her take care of her carefully, and I'll go see him tomorrow."

"Yes." Yong Jue hesitated for a moment, then moved to Han Ling with a salivating face, "Emiang, my son has a small matter, please show me."

"Rare!" Han Ling squeezed her grandson's neck and smiled faintly, "Let's talk—"

Yong Jue bravely asked: "Emiang, can Liu Jia's medicine be stopped?"

Han Ling glanced at her son: "You still live in the palace, and you have to act according to my wishes. The Jiajun Palace outside the palace is the place where you can be the master of the house."

Yong Jue felt a little helpless: "Yes!"

"You go, let Mianxin stay and have dinner with me!" Han Ling shook her head and sighed, "It's no use for me to give birth to you. When you grow up, your wings are hardened. You are busy and busy, and you have a meal I’m not willing to take it out for me.”

Yong Jue smiled apologetically, "What Er Niang blamed was that her son stayed with you for dinner today."

"Which day I don't mention, I will be happy if you come to eat." Han Ling waved her hand, "You go, Yong Xi, Yong Jing, and Yong Lu will come to eat later, you are here, You don't have to teach them restraint."

Yong Jue agreed with a smile, told his son to gossip and left.

Han Ling realized slowly: from the time Yongjue came to him leaving, she had never grasped the right to speak in the chat, and she was even more helpless to blame him for his inaction when he was in trouble with the government.

When Brother Yongzhen came back, Hanling handed over his grandson to them to take care of him, and only then did he find time to discuss some important matters with Chengshuang.

"Er Niang Xiaoman is at the end of this year? I don't even have anyone to discuss with such a thing." Yong Xing is not in the eyes of Han Ling, what she cares about is Hong Li's attitude towards Yong Xi: Grinding him or—

Cheng Shuang thought for a while and said: "Master, all the brothers in the uncle's house have already given their filial piety."

"A child who grew up in a honey pot—" Han Ling shook her head, before asking again, "Changlin is going to take the exam this year?"

"Yes." Cheng Shuang replied, "I heard that Brother Chang Lin has been studying hard behind closed doors."

Han Ling nodded: "It's time to marry a wife."

Cheng Shuang suggested with a smile: "Master, this year's big pick, if elder brother Changlin can be admitted to the university, wouldn't it be a double happiness?"

Han Ling asked: "I remember that the third boy of Wu De's family is also fifteen or sixteen years old?"

"Yes." Cheng Shuang replied, "Elder Zarafin was born in the fifteenth year of Qianlong's reign."

Han Ling thought about it for a while, and became frosty because of her fate: "Tell the princess, and Qi Lian, let them pay attention, and let me know if there is a suitable Ge Ge Ti."

The princess is the daughter of Prince Jane, the second daughter-in-law of Wude, and the main wife of Nasu Xun, Dorogge Gejueluo. She and Qi Lian have iron hats to rely on in the palace, and their connections are naturally wide. (Mother) Helping to find candidates under the premise of inconvenient.

The ancients said, don't forget yourself when you are proud!Han Ling was very careful and cautious, from a daughter of a fifth-rank official who was not loved by her father to her mother, all the way to the top, from the palace concubine, side Fujin, Xian side Fujin, Xian noble concubine, Xianhuang noble concubine, Xianhuang who photographed the sixth palace The noble concubine got to her current position step by step. Empress Fucha, Concubine Hui, and Concubine Shujia were folded in her hands one by one, and she suppressed the empress dowager so much that she had no room to speak. Now the external pressure suddenly disappeared, and her words and deeds were more or less alike. Numbness and carelessness, of course, is also a matter of course.

The author has something to say: The concubine Ling, who has been in the scene for more than 20 years, launched an attack, and until the end of the full text, it will be the rivalry between the heroine and the concubine Ling (and the queen mother).Also, are there any readers who are familiar with Japanese dramas?Recommend Japanese historical dramas: the historical period is between Baiheyuan and Houyangchengyuan.