The old man in the imperial city

The prince had already spoken, and Borzigit hinted at the nanny to bring Da Gege, while carefully replying.

"My lord, it's not that you don't know the affairs of the palace. People talk a lot and have a lot of miscellaneous things. It's just that slaves dare to pass on the words of the nobles in private. The master doesn't like slaves who gossip."

"Oh, it's true that the master should not be discussed indiscriminately in the palace." Bo Guo'er nodded, and said with a smile: "But such a big event as the heir of the Tian family is not a bad thing, if I didn't hear the emperor's brother mention it today, I don't know yet. .Did you hear that the empress of which palace is having a happy event?"

Borzigit's heart trembled, no matter what happened, as long as she had a little relationship with Dong E's, she would be fine.

But she can't say to the prince with great fanfare: "Master, imperial concubine, oh, the last Fujin in your palace is going to give birth to the emperor." How weird this is, it's not like she doesn't want to live anymore.

But right now, Borzigit is just a woman in the backyard of the palace. Before another side Fujin enters the door, she knows that she needs to seize the few opportunities to re-implant her virtuous duty in the prince's heart.She hardly dared to think about Concubine Jing's fate. Did she really think that she could marry with peace of mind after returning to Mongolia?

So she said in a voice that did not contain any malice: "Three days ago, the servant girl heard good news from the Chengqian Palace in the Palace of Compassion, but the Queen Mother said that the imperial concubine is weak and afraid that her blessings will not be deep enough. It’s best not to spread it around, and the Son-Song Guanyin will bless you.”

"Oh?" Prince Xiang moved his body slightly, and took a sip of tea: "Why, does the queen mother mean that the imperial concubine will not be born?" Of course he remembered what the emperor in the Mongolian king's tent had said to him, and the queen mother might spare no effort Do you really want Ruan's life?

Mrs. Borzigit quickly denied: "The queen mother loves the juniors and treats the second elder brother and the third elder brother very well. How can you think so? It is the pulse case from the imperial hospital saying that the imperial concubine is too weak to bear it. It’s only three months old that you can’t sleep on your pillow. I heard that ordinary people also have this custom, if a pregnant woman or her family announces her pregnancy too early, it may make the fetus god unhappy, and it’s not beautiful.”

Boguo catechu stopped drinking, and he didn't pretend to be profound, and asked directly: "So, it seems really inappropriate?"

Borzigit's face twisted a bit.

The imperial concubine is the matter of Xiang Wang Fujin, everyone knows it well but no one will mention this royal scandal, but the prince bluntly mentioned the imperial concubine's boudoir name at this moment, how can she explain it?

Enduring his nausea, Cian Fujin replied vaguely: "The imperial concubine is always weak, and the imperial doctors may just be doing routine work. I know that these people are used to being afraid of taking responsibility."

Prince Xiang has already got up and walked back and forth, babbling: "The queen must be sad after giving birth to a son. She used to always like to keep things in her heart. Didn't you hear that sister Meng Guqing let her lose another one last year?" ? I heard that the imperial brother treated her coldly a while ago, with so many things going on, how can she be healthy?"

Borzigit's face was more ferocious than crying. It was hard for her to understand why a man could still have feelings of "pity" and "worry" for a woman who didn't hug the pipa.At this time, shouldn't he viciously curse this woman to die with the evil seeds in her belly?

Fortunately, at this time, the nanny finally arrived with Da Gege in her arms. Borzigit gritted her teeth and swallowed the words of resentment that she was about to utter, and took her daughter and said softly: "Da Gege, Ama is here. Lord, you See her smile."

Prince Xiang thought of another child inappropriately.He remembered that if he hadn't been impulsive that time, Wan Ruo and his child would have been called Ama'eniang long ago.

But this time, the woman who was supposed to be with him for the rest of her life wanted to give birth to his imperial brother.

Thinking of this, Prince Xiang didn't even bother to pay attention to whether his daughter was smiling or not, he just said "You go to the palace and then you hear about Wanru and you have to tell me everything when you come back", and then got up and strode out of the main house.

Mrs. Borzigit stood with her babbling daughter in her arms for a while, then handed Da Gege back to the nanny, and told them all to go down. She wanted to copy a volume of Buddhist scriptures for the queen mother quietly. .

When Prince Xiang left the Cifujin courtyard, he was even more distraught than when he came back from the palace. He changed his riding clothes and went riding a horse in the outskirts of the city without even having lunch.

Borzigit seemed to understand Aunt Jing’s last resentment overnight after hearing the movement in the main courtyard: she hated the emperor, the queen mother, and even the marriage contract between Dorgon and Prince Zhuoliketu. , she even hated the later empress—she is like this now.

She regretted being too impatient, regretted that the short favor made her think that the days when Dong E's family controlled the backyard were over, and regretted believing that the Queen Mother would protect her people all the way to the end.

She shouldn't be in a hurry to get rid of Dong E's family. It's a certainty that Dong E's family will be with the emperor. If she can make herself unable to wait to show her feet, things will not be like this at all.

But what else could she do now?She couldn't compete with a woman who feigned death and remarried. She obviously hated her for wanting to peel her skin and eat meat, but she wanted to imitate her southern barbarian's tune in every way to win the slightest favor.

In Prince Xiang's mansion, it was dark and gloomy, and in Chengqian Palace, the atmosphere was eerily peaceful.

Yinhu has never been a willful person. After the initial awkwardness and embarrassment, he continued to develop his ability to follow the crowd, and soon regarded it as a matter of not being pregnant, so what should he do.

The emperor was very worried about this. In his understanding, pregnant women should not be raised carefully. The tonic bird’s nest is used every day: when Nian Shi was pregnant, the thousand-year-old ginseng came from his emperor’s share, which was Niu Hulu. At that time, Shi also hardly left the door to raise a baby.

But look at Lao Ba, every day when he is in court, he will ask him with the eyes of a very pure minister if there is any embarrassing government order in the court today.The most troublesome thing for the emperor was that Lao Ba's mouth became weaker after pregnancy, and his appetite was three points smaller than before. Like a cat, coaxing him to eat two more mouthfuls can turn his head and spit it out.

The emperor didn't dare to force his younger brother, so he turned his head and yelled at the imperial physician: "The imperial concubine only eats vegetarian food for half a month and doesn't touch meat, who can bear it, big or small? We should use some medicine to find a way?"

The imperial doctor is in a dilemma, the imperial concubine only eats boiled vegetables, what can they do?Ordinary women would get used to it even if they dared to vomit, it was related to the emperor's favorite concubine, who would dare to guarantee that vomit would not cause miscarriage?

The Empress Dowager of the Palace of Compassion and Ning once again confirmed that she did not need to cause trouble at this time. It seems that Dong E's family is indeed blessed. A son can boil her blood, killing two birds with one stone.

Princess Kong’s wedding ceremony was grandly laid out. This was not the marriage of the Han army flag, but the first real Han princess in the Qing Dynasty. It was also a marriage between Manchu and Han.

The concubines who have lived in the deep palace for a long time also came to congratulate them on adding boxes. Among the things Yinhu sent were not only antique treasures, but also a pair of riding whips wrapped in bamboo silk and deerskin.He took Kong Sizhen's hand and said: "It's a good idea. The bamboo rises and the sun grows in pairs, and the roots in the soil are a good sign that there will be many children and grandchildren. I think your father is also a tiger general who dominates the border. The tiger father has no dogs and daughters, so riding and archery skills must be excellent. I heard from the emperor that Prince Xiang loved riding and archery the most when he was young. Don’t hold back your temper when the princess is gone. Just talk and ride horses as usual, my lord You must love it."

Kong Sizhen stroked the bamboo whip slowly, and said softly, "Thank you for your kind words, Imperial Concubine." Of course she would doubt the imperial concubine's words, but she knew better about the grievances between the imperial concubine and the Borzigit family.Presumably he would not want to see Borzigit proud of himself in the backyard of the palace.

After adding the boxes, the imperial concubine turned back to Chengqian Palace, and the emperor quickly followed him in and asked his younger brother if his legs were sore after walking for a long time, and if he wanted to call two people in to rub them.

Yinhu was actually quite speechless, if he hadn't remembered that the old thirteen coughed and the fourth could make a lot of noise and made the whole court know, he would really be so angry that the fourth would treat him like a woman.Now he more or less understands that Yinzhen loves someone and hurts them to death, regardless of whether they can bear it or not.

So Yinhu directly ignored the emperor's inquiry, and slapped the government affairs sloppily: "Sun Kewang will surrender next year. Fourth brother still intends to make Pingxi king? He should be on the rise with this letter."

The emperor immediately entered the normal mode of discussing politics, and said with a headache: "Wu Sangui is a villain who repeats himself, but he is also a brave man. He is very familiar with the terrain of Yunnan and Guizhou, and he is also in the same spirit as Geng Jingzhong and the others. If you can use this person, you can live a long life." Qing thousands of soldiers."

Yinhu nodded and agreed: "The lesser of two evils, it's good to use him to fight Yunnan and Guizhou. After all, we are more familiar with how this road will go in the future."

Yinzhen immediately followed up with the previous sentence: "This is the best way to play tricks. If you use others to determine the winner or loser, if you delay it for a few years, you will be tossing around out of thin air."

Yinhu pondered and said: "Wu Sangui is a hero in war, but he caused so many things for a woman. In the future, he will even appoint a prostitute as queen, and he will lose face. Maybe the fourth brother can get more women. , it might be easier to get in."

Yinzhen began to seriously consider what his younger brother said, some people always fall on women, time and time again.

In fact, many of the ideas that Lao Ba thinks of are things he doesn't bother to think about, but these ideas are very tricky and rascal.He could choose to laugh it off, but he didn't forget how embarrassing his political performance was after the absence of Prime Minister Wang.

The rules of the ancestors have their own reasons. Men fight and kill women to manage the backyard. Only when men respect their wives can they have hot meals that suit their wishes.When Emperor Taizu started an incident, the backyard was not just for men's food and clothing, otherwise it would not have been the turn of the noble concubine to bring the entire Chahar tribe to surrender to Taizong.

To him, Lao Ba is not just a sibling, nor a Haidongqing that he wants to tame and keep for himself. His face has replaced Nala's blurred face, and even made him He couldn't remember what Nian looked like.

Yinhu looked tired, no matter how strong his will was, he was still no match for the ever-changing burden of his body.

Yinzhen knew that he was sleepy again, so he directly pulled him to lean on the soft couch, and said: "Thinking about this is very sad, you should go to sleep, you don't need to be present at the palace banquet tonight. If you wake up in the middle, use something to sleep again." Then sleep, or you will be hungry until dawn."

Yinhu grunted and agreed.

The emperor quietly wrapped his arms around his younger brother's waist, lightly touching the lower and slightly raised arc through the clothes, wanting to sigh wantonly but desperately holding back.