The world is majestic

The next day Yinzhen really discussed the matter of returning to Beijing with Tong Guowei, and Tong Guowei also agreed very much, "The aftermath of Yicheng has been arranged properly, and I have handed over all the remaining disaster relief funds to Mr. Wang, who will go door-to-door. Just distribute it to the common people. Since Sibei Le is fine, I will order people to prepare it. If everything is done properly, we can leave in about two days."

Yinhu listened to the two of them making up the matter, so he didn't say anything more. After Tong Guowei left, he said to Yinzhen: "This Wang Fengliang is really a rare and good official, but it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. , no matter how hard he is, he can't turn the tide by himself. It would be wrong for such a person to be a magistrate, and if he has the opportunity in the future, he can be praised."

Yinzhen also treated Wang Fengliang quite well, nodded and said: "If everyone is like him, there will be no officials in this world who are unclear."

Yinhu knew that Yinzhen hated corrupt and corrupt people the most in his life, and the first thing he did after he took the throne was to suppress corrupt officials, so he didn't find it strange to hear him say this at this time, so he responded with a smile.Yinzhen sees that he has nothing to do when he is idle, so he wants to teach Yinhu how to practice calligraphy on a whim.On the flat-top painting table next to the window in the room, there are all kinds of brushes, ink, paper and inkstone. Yinzhen took a tube of purple hair and handed it to Yinhu, saying: "If you don't have the hair hair you are used to, let's use this first." A stack of rice paper was placed on the painting table, and he said to Yinhu, "Zihao is the most suitable for writing in lower case, but I don't know if he has a suitable copybook here."

When Yinhu heard the words, he handed the pen to Yinzhen, and said with a smile, "What else are you going to write? Isn't the fourth brother specially writing Dong Qichang's characters? Now just write a few, and I will just follow the instructions?"

Yinzhen glanced at him, took the pen and said: "My writing is boring, why don't I write half of this poem, and you fill in the other half. Do you like it?"

"That's good too, fourth brother can just write.

After hearing the words, Xu Zhen thought for a while, and then wrote down with a brush. His handwriting is correct, fluent, chic and powerful.After a while, a few lines of poems appeared on the paper, he turned around and handed the pen to Yinhu, and said with a smile on his face, "Eighth brother, please fill it up."

Holding the pen in hand, Yinhu looked forward, Yinzhen wrote Li Bai's "Autumn Wind Ci", and was stopping at the sentence "I am embarrassed at this time and night", seeing Yinzhen looking at him with a smile on his face, Yinhu moved Bowing to pick up the pen and dipping the ink, he added the next few sentences.

However, as soon as he wrote a few sentences, he heard Yinzhen say from the side: "The writing method should be clear and well-proportioned, and the ink should be very particular about dryness and wetness. You just picked up the pen and dipped some ink to write it. How can you do it?" How can it be wonderful?"

Yinhu was stunned, "Then what should I do? Just now I watched the fourth brother's technique carefully, that's how it is."

"Naturally there are deviations." Yinzhen feigned a slight frown and walked forward to look at Yinhu's hand, then shook his head and said, "The posture of holding the pen is also wrong. I have taught you so many times over the years, why? I still can’t remember. Forget it, the fourth brother will teach you in person.” After speaking, he stretched out his hand from behind Yinhu to grab his hand holding the pen, and stuck very close to him, but he still said in a dignified manner: "Don't use too much force on your hand, just write with my strength."

Yinhu was hugged from behind by him suddenly, his face became hot immediately, and he said in a low voice: "Fourth brother, you can teach me from the side, there is no need to teach me by yourself like this."

Yinzhen retorted solemnly: "I haven't taught enough from the sidelines these years? If I could use your calligraphy, I would have improved a lot." As he spoke, he exerted a little force on his hand, and took Yinhu's hand The pen moved forward and wrote the following sentence stroke by stroke.

There is almost no difference between the two of them embracing the same posture now, Yinhu is not as strong as him, but he can't speak his serious words, so he has to maintain this awkward posture.Yinzhen's other hand was propped beside the painting table, his chin rested slightly on Yinhu's shoulder, and he whispered in his ear: "Long Acacia, Long Acacia, What's the next sentence?"

Yinzhen's breath brushed over Yinhu's ears when he spoke, coupled with the current ambiguous posture, Yinhu only felt embarrassed and embarrassed, but Yinzhen refused to let go, Yinhu Unhappily said: "How could fourth brother even forget this."

"I haven't forgotten, but I just want to hear what you have to say." There was a bit of a smile in Yinzhen's voice, "Will you not refuse?"

"Short-term lovesickness is endless, is it done now?"

Yinzhen held Yinhu's hand in satisfaction, and wrote stroke by stroke on the paper while saying, "I like these two lines the most in this poem by Li Taibai. Lovesickness and remembrance are endless. The first sentence I like Let me tell you, shouldn't you tell me the last sentence?"

Yinhu was imprisoned between the painting table and Yinzhen, and the place was too narrow to move. The two were so close that Yinhu was a little unsteady, but now Yinzhen said these words as if deliberately, Yinhu just felt as if something was scratching his heart lightly, but he couldn't tell whether it was itching or something, but he felt very uncomfortable.

Yinhu took a deep breath and said slowly: "Fourth brother, have you forgotten that there are two sentences behind this? I knew it would be so confusing, but I don't know each other at the beginning."

"You said this, but did you intend to anger me?" Yinzhen's voice could not be heard, and after finishing the last few strokes, he suddenly pushed the rice paper and the brush to the side, pressing Yinhu back On the painting case.

Yinzhen lowered his head and bit Yinhu's neck lightly. Yinhu's body froze immediately, and he whispered, "Fourth Brother! What are you doing!"

"Tell me first, what do you mean by those two sentences just now?" Yinzhen's tone was a bit sinister, he rubbed Yinsi's Adam's apple with his teeth, and gently held Yinsi's in his hand belt.

Yinhu was pressed on the painting table by him and couldn't move. Yinzhen's Adam's apple was kissed again and again. It was a little itchy and a little painful, and sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.Yinhu whispered in a panic, "Fourth brother, get up quickly, what if someone comes over later?"

After listening to Yinzhen laughed twice, he took off the belt lightly, and the hand that slipped into the outer robe gently pinched Yinhu's waist through the middle coat, and moved closer to Yinhu's ear Asked: "Then tell me first, what do those two sentences mean?"

Yinhu glared at him fiercely, and then felt the hand on his waist moved up a bit, Yinhu knew that he was in a bad situation, so he could only whisper: "I just finished the poem for nothing, you Just think too much."

Knowing that he was willing to say this, Yinzhen was subdued, so he smiled and kissed him on the face.Yinhu wanted to stand up anxiously, and glared at Yinzhen, "Is fourth brother still unwilling to get up?"

"What's the rush? You'll be back in Beijing in these two days. You will be busy with the affairs of the Ministry of Industry and the mansion at the same time. How can I have time to get close to you?" Yin Zhen stood still this time. He got up, took the belt on the side and tied it to Yinhu, sighed and said so.

Obviously this person's temper is unpredictable, and his face changes as quickly as turning the pages of a book, but whenever he shows worry and looks worried, Yinhu has no choice but to soften his heart, and smiles wryly: "You are the one who said you want to go back to Beijing. Why are you the one who complains so much now, why is the fourth brother becoming more and more like a child." Turning around, he saw the rice paper scattered on the floor under the painting table, and bent down to pick it up.

As soon as he arranged the rice paper and put it on the painting table, Yinzhen hugged him, kissed him hard on the face, and said in a low voice: "I just want to wait for you to return to Beijing, The beautiful wife and beautiful concubine in the mansion, you have to go to the Ministry of Industry Yamen to face that Liu Qi every day, I feel like I am under attack."

Yinhu didn't struggle, but was amused by his words, and couldn't help laughing: "Fourth brother, listen to yourself, what are you talking about. What's more, how can Ziqian and you put aside Compare in one place?"

His words hit Yinzhen's heart, and Yinzhen was overjoyed when he heard it. Seeing Yinhu's gentle and calm eyes staring at him, he couldn't help but feel flustered, and couldn't help but kissed him again.

After the two of them parted short of breath, Yinzhen gently pressed his forehead against Yinsi's, and clasped his ten fingers tightly together, warmth flowing from his fingers to his heart.

Although Yinzhen was still a little unhappy in his heart, he was much better than before.

The positions of the two of them are doomed to a lot of helplessness, if all these disturbing things can be thrown away, that would be great.

It's a pity that this is just a thought.

Two days later, the group departed from Yicheng for Beijing.When Yinhu came here, he was so worried about Yinzhen's illness that he traveled non-stop day and night, so he didn't bother to look at the surroundings along the way.Now everyone is returning to Beijing leisurely, and there is no need to hurry up. They will return to the mansion in Beijing after about ten days.

As soon as Yinhu entered the mansion, he saw Hui Ning leading the Wang family at the door to greet him.Hui Ning's belly was not too obvious yet, and there was already a servant girl supporting her. Seeing this, Yinhu rushed forward to greet her with a frown and said, "Why do you come to the door with your body like this now? What if you are tired? good?"

There was a slight blush on Hui Ning's face, he lowered his head and smiled and said: "How can you be so delicate, I must be tired just after coming back, go back to the room and change your clothes first, let's scrub it well."

Yinhu took her hand and walked towards the inner hall, and said in a warm voice: "You are the first noble in the mansion now, let Lu Lianrong take care of these trivial matters, be careful not to tire you."

Hui Ning couldn't hide the joy on his face, with a gentle smile, he handed over the prepared handkerchief and said: "This is the most important thing, if you don't do anything now, then in the future Wouldn't it be impossible to fall even if the moon is too old?"

After Yinhu took the veil and wiped his face, his gaze stayed softly on Hui Ning's abdomen, and said in a gentle voice: "It's not that you are not allowed to move, but there are many and trivial things in the mansion on weekdays, so I am afraid that you will bother yourself."

"The fourth sister-in-law has often come to help out these days, but Honghui has been ill again these few days, and she can't get away for a while." Hui Ning walked to the side and took home-made clothes to change for Yinhu, and sighed softly , "Honghui has been in poor health since he was born, and he has been suffering from minor illnesses, which makes people feel worried."

After hearing this, Yinhu hurriedly asked, "What's wrong this time? Are you seriously ill?"

"It's the same as before, but it's still coughing non-stop. The imperial doctor said that it's probably because the fourth sister-in-law caught a cold when she was pregnant with him. I'm afraid it's hard to cure the diseases brought on in this womb."

Yinhu thought in his heart that Honghui would still inevitably die early, so he sighed sadly and said, "I'll ask people to inquire more outside to see if there are any folk remedies and good medicines. Yes." Then he held Hui Ning's hand lightly, and said in a gentle voice, "You must take care of yourself. From now on, you don't have to do everything in this mansion yourself. Just let Lu Lianrong take care of it. Just make up your mind."

Hui Ning naturally cherishes this long-awaited child very much. Since Yinhu said so, she agreed as she said, and seeing that the Wang family has always been honest and responsible, she also treated some of the people in the house who were not very good. Leave the urgent matters to her to take care of, and she will take care of her baby in the mansion every day.

Although there was good news at Hui Ning's side, Concubine Liang's health was getting worse and worse. Every day when Yinhu went to the palace to pay her respects, she would always see her leaning on the bed with a sleepy expression, covering her with a handkerchief. Coughing non-stop, the room is no longer the aroma of freshly brewed tea as in the past, but a strong smell of bitter medicine.

Seeing this, Yinhu felt a severe pain in her heart, and after talking with her for a while, Concubine Liang felt very tired.Although Yinhu didn't want to think like this, she knew in her heart that Concubine Liang's days might be numbered.

"You don't need to be so worried, Er Niang is fine, you and Hui Ning have finally had a child, Er Niang has not seen the child's accident, how can she bear to leave like this?" Concubine Liang saw the worry on Yinhu Chengri's face The color, softly comforted.

The autumn light outside reflected into the room through the half-opened carved window. Although Concubine Liang spoke comforting words, her pale complexion and trembling in her voice could not be concealed, which showed that her body was already extremely weak. Like the autumn leaves swaying in the wind outside the window, lifeless.

However, Concubine Liang still couldn't make it through this winter.When the last touch of autumn was about to pass away, Concubine Liang followed the autumn light with a peaceful expression.All her life, she had been such a cautious, humble, gentle and peaceful woman, and she didn't want to make too much noise even when she was dying.She walked in her sleep, and there was no trace of pain on her face, when the servant girl in her palace found out, Concubine Liang had already lost her breath.

Kangxi was also quite sorry for the death of Concubine Liang, but it was nothing more than regret. Apart from ordering Concubine Liang to be moved to the Concubine Garden of Jingling, he had nothing else to say.

When Yinzhen saw Yinhu, what he saw was him kneeling motionless in front of the tablet of the concubine Liang. Yinzhen stepped forward and gently stroked his shoulder, seeing that Yinhu's face was full of numbness and dejection. She looked distressed and said distressedly: "Old Ba, you have been kneeling here for a whole day. If the Liang Concubine knows that you are suffering so much, how can she feel at ease under the Nine Springs?"

Yinhu raised her head and looked at Yinzhen, her expression was a little bewildered and sad, and she whispered: "From now on, no one will treat me like Er Niang again."

Yinzhen couldn't hold back anymore, stepped forward to hug him and said in a low voice, "You still have fourth brother."

Yinhu leaned against Yinzhen's chest, the pain and anxiety of the past few days seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his body, and the cold night tightly wrapped Yinhu, making him yearn for the warmth in front of him unconsciously.At this time, it was raining patter outside, maybe the doors and windows were not closed tightly, Yinhu felt a coolness on his face.

Er Niang is gone, and I have only been with her for seven years in this life, and I have never even been able to see her when she was dying, so he just left...

Yinhu's heart seemed to have been severely cut by a knife, and the cold pain kept stimulating his mind, and finally he could no longer restrain his tense emotions, and wept bitterly.