[Qing Chuan] The daily life of the seven princes

Singing in the palace is usually during the Chinese New Year or when there are important festivals, or the birthdays of the emperor, empress dowager, or empress dowager such as the Longevity Festival and Qianqiu Festival.

The repertoire is also mainly auspicious and lively, and it sounds like that.The excitement is lively, but the libretto and melody are quite satisfactory, even out of cliché, with no sense of beauty at all.

Just now this voice came into his ears, Yinyou seemed to have opened the door to a new world, and only then did he understand what listening to an opera is.

This is a tune he has never heard, a new word he has never heard, and a style he has never heard before.

It's not auspicious or lively at all, but it makes people's hearts agitated, and the star shifts in an instant, sweeping people into the era in the story.

Yinyou asked Cao Yin in a low voice: "What kind of play is this? Why is it different from the ones I've heard before?"

Cao Yin replied: "Of course it's different, what you listen to is Huabu, this is the real Yabu."

Yinyou didn't understand what "Huabu" or "Yabu" was, so he turned to look at Nalan again.

Nalan was still peeling peanuts, and chuckled lightly when he heard this: "It's the difference between Kunqu opera and other operas. These Jiangnan literati think that other operas are miscellaneous, also known as Luantan. Only Kunshan accent is the correct sound of elegant music."

Yinyou suddenly realized that there is also a chain of contempt when listening to dramas.The auspicious and lively songs they listened to in the palace had sonorous and powerful singing and easy-to-understand lyrics, which were more suitable for listening to during festive occasions.

The Kunshan tune is desolate and tragic, and the libretto is even more exquisite. Every que is worth reading carefully.

The old man on the stage went on to sing: "I think back in the Qing Dynasty when the Tang Dynasty was in peace, Wang Lise picked out his eyebrows. There was a beautiful woman who grew up in Hongnong Yang's family, and Yu Wuxia was in the deep boudoir. The king was very happy when he saw it. , take the tin box and the golden hairpin, and comment on it as the first flower in Zhaoyang."

"That lady was born with a fairy-like appearance and lost her beauty. She can't be said to be leisurely and slender. She has flowers on her cheeks and willows on her waist. She is more beautiful than Zhaojun, and more plump than Xizi. It is like a fairy flying to Haiqiao, and Chang'e steals away. Bi Xiao. More spring is full of charm, spring is full of beauty, spring sleep is quiet and dreamy, it is difficult to describe how many kinds of beauty are worth it!"

The little prince's eyes widened: "This is! This is..."

Empress Yinyou has seen it before, and no one here has seen more empresses than he has. Concubine De, Concubine Yi, Concubine Liang...Whether gentle, bright, or soft, these are all extremely beautiful concubines.

However, Yinyou has never seen any empress with such a beautiful appearance.

Yes, it's not that Hua'er bowed her head shyly when she saw her.

I have never heard of the play, but Yinyou has read "Song of Everlasting Sorrow": "This is the story of Li Longji and Yang Yuhuan."

Nalan smiled and nodded: "That's right."

Cao Yin asked Yinyou: "Do you know who this person is on the stage?"

How could Yinyou recognize the actors in Jiaofang? Obviously, Cao Yin didn't ask this, he asked who this person was playing.

Yinyou remembered that earlier he sang "playing complicated strings to convey grievances, translating other tunes to express sorrow", and then suddenly realized: "Li Guinian, a court musician."

Cao Yin gave him another dish with chopsticks: "Look at how smart you are, doesn't it sound nice?"

Yinyou stared at the stage without blinking, and nodded perfunctorily.Cao Yin asked him to eat vegetables, and he took a perfunctory bite.

This is to have spiritual food, and even the desire to eat and drink is no longer cared about.

Li Guinian on the stage continued to sing: "The king looks like a bright pearl, and he holds it high in the palm of his hand. It is better than the Han Feiyan in Zhaoyang. But it is the emerald nest in the jade tower, locked in the golden palace. Mandarin ducks. Cuddling at night and daytime, making the official family reluctant to lose, reluctant to part with, half-hearted. Keeping the love field, occupying the soft township, sweet and sweet can't write a romantic account. Sit together as a pair. The side is joyful Love grows, and wins the true enjoyment of the moonlit night."

In the restaurant, glasses are exchanged, and there are lamentations on the stage.The sky outside the restaurant had already darkened, and it was time for Cao Yin and Kangxi to make an appointment to send Seventh Elder Brother back to Changchun Garden.

Cao Yin leaned into Yinyou's ear and said, "Brother, it's time to go back."

Yinyou sat there refusing to move for a moment: "Leave after listening."

"It's too late after listening."

"Go back later when it's late."

Cao Yin was shocked: "How can I do that?"

"Don't make noise, I'll do as I say."

"..."

On the stage, Li Guinian sang about the Anshi Rebellion and the death of Concubine Yang Guifei in Maweipo from the pledge of eternal life in the Hall of Eternal Life.

Although this play is about the unswerving love story of Li Longji and Yang Yuhuan until death, it is interspersed with a large section of the rise and fall of the family and the suffering of the people.Both romantic and realistic, fascinating and addictive.

The sky outside the window was completely dark, and it started to rain after a while.

Cao Yin went to pull Yinyou: "It's raining, brother, let's go quickly."

Yinyou pushed his hand away: "Then you can't leave. You see, Concubine Yang Guifei is about to die. It's really heartbreaking to see."

Cao Yin was amused by him: "You little doll knows what it means to be heartbroken."

"I don't understand, but Bai Ju is easy to understand: the six armies don't express their helplessness, and they die like a crescent horse. No one takes the flowers and leaves, and the emerald green gorse scratches their heads."

Cao Yin patted Nalan on the shoulder: "Quick, take care of your nephew."

"It's up to you to bring it out."

"..."

This is just one of Hong Sheng's Palace of Eternal Life, but it's not too long, and it's about the same after the nine pieces are sung.

The lyrics run through a strong hatred for the destruction of the country and the destruction of the family, and the low and gloomy tune is hard to let go of for a long time.

Cao Yin pulled Yinyou to stand up, Nalan put down his wine glass and followed them, Cao Yin bowed his hands to Hong Sheng and the others, and said goodbye: "Rong Ruo has to send his nephew back, I'm afraid he will be punished if he is late, This drink is considered tolerable, I will invite you to have another drink another day, and we will leave."

Hong Sheng tugged at him: "Li Xuan, I've specially invited you here today to give your opinion, are you leaving now?"

"Another day, another day..."

The three came down from upstairs, Cao Yin asked the boy to go to the counter to settle the bill, and he and Nalan led Yinyou to wait for the carriage under the eaves.

Nalan asked him, "Didn't I invite you for this meal?"

Cao Yin waved his hand: "How can I? This is not using you as an excuse."

Nalan shook his head helplessly: "I knew it would be a bad thing to meet you."

"Brother, I have to leave in a few days. Let's drink this wine and eat less."

Speaking of this, Nalan stopped bickering with him.The relationship between the two of them is naturally closer than the people upstairs: "You are leaving too. You are all in the south of the Yangtze River. What am I doing here in the capital?"

"Then go tell the emperor and ask him to send you as an official."

"I do think so."

"..."

They chatted in class, Yinyou on the side lowered his head and said nothing, as if his thoughts were still in the play.

He suddenly raised his head and asked Cao Yin: "Is this just one of them?"

"Yes, this play is called "The Palace of Eternal Life". There are two volumes, a total of fifty plays. This is one of them, called "Tanci"."

At this time, the carriage stopped at the entrance of the restaurant, Xiaoer was holding an umbrella, Cao Yin helped Yinyou get into the carriage, Nalan followed behind, and got into Cao Yin's carriage.

Cao Yin bumped into his shoulder and said with a smile, "I'm still reluctant."

"Really?" Nalan sat beside Yinyou and wiped the rain off his shoulders, "I don't trust him."

Yinyou completely ignored their quarrel, and still pretended to be the play just now in his mind, and said to Cao Yin: "I can't listen to the play, but I want to read the play, can I?"

Cao Yin didn't even hesitate, he patted his chest and promised, "I'll find it for you."

The servant asked outside the curtain: "Master, are you going directly to Changchun Garden?"

"No!" Cao Yin stopped him, "Go home first."

Nalan was surprised: "What is this for? It's so late, why don't you hurry back."

"It's late anyway, I'm not busy."

Back at Cao's mansion, Cao Yin took the two of them into his study, ordered someone to find a big box, rummaged through the bookshelf himself, and put one by one into the box.

Nalan pulled Yinyou and stood aside, watching him put the books, calligraphy and paintings in, and whispered to Yinyou: "Song Dynasty music history "Taiping Huanyu Ji" 200 volumes, Song Dynasty Zhao Mengkui's "Tang Songs and Poems Compiled by Classes" 100 volumes Juan, Wei Chao Heshan's "Mao Poetry Essentials", "Mr. Gong Shame's Collected Works"...these are all books in the collection of Baoshuting, and he has copies of them all. Look at how cruel this man is to himself..."[Baidu Encyclopedia]

Yinyou asked: "Exposure Book Pavilion?"

"The former residence of Zhulong."

"I know, I've seen him."

Yinyou, the person of Zhufu, knew it, Zhu Yizun who was as famous as Chen Weisong and Nalan Chengde.He was the founder of the Zhexi School of Ci. He compiled "History of the Ming Dynasty" and worked in the South Study Room. Later, he was dismissed by Kangxi for copying the books in the palace collection without permission.

Cao Yin took another stack of bound books from the upper shelf of the bookshelf, and Nalan poked his head to take a look: "These are his own manuscripts, including the poems and articles he wrote over the years, and the plays he wrote."

Cao Yinshu packed a box full, called two servants in, and ordered: "Pick up the carriage."

He just brushed off the dust on his clothes, clapped his hands to pull Yinyou: "Okay, let's go."

Yinyou opened his mouth wide in surprise: "This...is all for me?"

"Well," Cao Yin pulled him out, "It's been a long time for you to watch, you just said that you want to read the lyrics of "The Palace of Eternal Life", there is part of it, and I have to find Fangsi to copy the other part and send it to you. .”

Yinyou knew that both Cao Yin and Nalan were lovers of books. They took pleasure in collation and buying books, and they had a rich collection of books at home.

Nalan has been his teacher for so many years, and often brings some books for him to read, not to mention Cao Yin, when he was not able to read and write, he told him to "be knowledgeable and let go; Not lazy; called a gentleman".

He collected their books and never dared to slack off. He read every book carefully and even memorized it.

It was too late, Changchun Garden was in the western suburbs, and the road was not close.Cao Yin didn't let Nalan follow, and sent Yinyou back by himself.

Unexpectedly, when they arrived at the gate of the palace, Kangxi actually sent someone to wait there.

The consultant went forward and said, "Elder Brother Seven, go back and rest quickly. The Emperor is in Qingxi Bookstore, and he told you to come over when he sent Brother Seven back."

Cao Yin immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he rushed back overnight, and he was not lucky enough to keep Seventh Brother at home for a night.

Without further ado, Kangxi scolded him severely, and asked him if he knew what time it was. If he dared to lose his son, beheading his son would not be enough.

Cao Yin knelt on the ground and asked him to scold him, and he shut up after scolding enough.It's not about dragging the person up and discussing things with him.

About a month later, Cao Yin entered the palace for the last time and brought Yinyou many things, saying that Li Xi asked him to hand them over.

Yinyou opened it, and inside were several clothes and shoes, as well as some sachets, purses, handkerchiefs and other items.

According to Cao Yin, it was driven out by his Aunt Xi after staying up for several nights. The clothes ranged from big to small. Roughly, the biggest one could be worn by Yinyou until he was fifteen or sixteen years old.

Cao Yin said with a smile: "Even the wedding dress you wore when you got married, she wanted to make it for you, but I stopped her."

Holding the things, Yinyou had mixed feelings for a moment, he seemed to have a lot to say in his heart, he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Finally, he stretched out his hand to Cao Yin: "Hug~"

Cao Yin laughed: "You are already a half-grown boy, and you still act like a baby and want to hug you, but I can't hug you anymore."

Yinyou rolled his eyes at him: "Who wants to hug you, I mean... let you hug me for Aunt Xi."

Cao Yin stepped forward, hugged him into his arms, and said something very rebellious: "Sometimes I really feel that you are my son."

Yinyou said: "Don't even think about it, I, Ama, won't agree."

Cao Yin smiled meaningfully: "That's not necessarily true."

"what?"

"It's nothing." Cao Yin pressed his head on his chest, "You study hard, see you someday, I will test you."

"Understood, I have memorized every book you sent me."

Cao Yin smiled and said, "That's not necessary, there are too many."

"It means nothing to me."

Cao Yin patted him on the shoulder: "Go, write two pictures and reward me."

"What to write?" Yinyou said with a smile: "I advise you to drink up another glass of wine, and go west to Yangguan without any old friends."

"Go to Yangguan, I'll go to Jiangnan."

"The old man said goodbye to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March."

Cao Yin shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, it's a pity about your beautiful face."

Yinyou pushed him away, turned around and went behind the desk, raised his head again, and said with a smile, "Cao weaves, grinds ink."

Cao Zhizao hadn't taken office yet, so elder brother Qi took over first.Cao Yin hurried over to spread paper and ink for him.

Yinyou wrote: "The pavilions and paintings are tied to the spring pool, until the passers-by are half drunk. Regardless of the mist and wind and rain, we will leave and hate across the south of the Yangtze River."

After finishing writing, he put the paper aside, took another sheet, and wrote: "Outside the city, the spring breeze blows the wine flag, and passers-by wave their arms as the sun sets. There are endless trees on Chang'an Mo, and only the weeping willows will leave you."

Yinyou put down his pen, pulled Cao Yin and ran out, left Chengluxuan, and came to the willow tree by the lake.

After all, he is only eleven or twelve years old, and his stature is not enough, so he can only step on his feet and break off a new willow: "The ancients said to break a willow to see you off. Anyway, you are not going outside the Great Wall, and I don't know how to play the flute."

He handed over the willow branch in his hand: "Take good care of my Aunt Xi, and remember to come and see me when you return to Beijing to report on your duties."

Later, Yinyou went to Jifengxuan to visit the imperial concubine, and told Eniang about it: "Ziqing gave me a large box of books, and Aunt Xi made me a lot of clothes, shoes, purses, sachets, handkerchiefs, etc. .”

As he spoke, he actually took out a handkerchief and showed it in front of the imperial concubine.It was embroidered with auspicious patterns one stitch at a time, and the character "seven" was embroidered on one corner of the handkerchief.

He opened a book that he carried with him, and the title page was printed with "Qianshan Cao's Family Collection".

"Son," the imperial concubine held his hand, "I think you have made great progress."

"Because you didn't cry?"

The imperial concubine shook her head: "Because you have learned to face parting calmly."

"If there is no parting, how can we meet again. I also hope that one day when I see them, I can say with a smile, 'it is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and I will meet you again when the flowers fall'."

For some reason, hearing her son say these words, the imperial concubine always felt tears welling up in her eyes: "Do you still remember when you were a child?"

"remember."

The imperial concubine slapped him on the back of the hand: "I haven't said anything yet, just say you remember."

Yinyou spread his hands: "I have a good memory, there is nothing I can do."

The imperial concubine ignored him, and continued: "When you were a child, for some reason, you were always reluctant to study. Your Ama and I were worried about this for a long time."

Yinyou chuckled: "I'm worried that I'll be an ignorant fool when I grow up."

"Unexpectedly, you have both civil and military skills before you grow up."

Yinyou waved his hand, and began to be humble again: "This is where I am, and I will be a general in the future."

The imperial concubine did not doubt this at all, it was precisely because he discovered his talent in this area that Kangxi specially invited Zhang Yong to teach him military courses.

The eleventh elder brother Yinxu, the twelfth elder brother Yinxuan, and the thirteenth elder brother Yinxiang are also at school age, and Wuyizhai has three new members, which makes it even more lively.

Little Eleven was in poor health since he was a child, and Kangxi allowed him to enter school later, so he, who was clearly one year older than Little Twelve and Little Thirteen, went to school with his two younger brothers.

Kangxi handed Xiao Eleven to his fifth elder brother Yinqi, Xiao Twelve to his third elder brother Yinzhi, and Xiao Thirteen to his fourth elder brother Yinzhen. Brother Kai Meng.

Yinyou seldom goes to Wuyizhai, unless there is a math class that day, he will go all morning.So after a few days, I found out about it.

As soon as Yinyou walked into the study, he saw the fourth elder brother teaching the thirteenth elder brother to write. The little guy immediately walked to the desk and stood there quietly watching for a while.

The fourth elder brother is a very quiet and patient person, and he will do his best to complete the tasks assigned by the emperor's father.Teaching the thirteenth elder brother to write is also the same, stroke by stroke, strict and careful.

His calligraphy is also excellent, and has been praised by Kangxi many times.

Yinyou couldn't help asking: "When I was young, why didn't you teach me to write?"

The fourth elder brother raised his head to look at him, then lowered his head again, and his eyes fell on the hand of the thirteenth elder brother: "I taught you, but you didn't learn, and you drew yourself into a little cat."

"Then later, I also started to read and practice calligraphy in the upper study room, why didn't you teach me?"

The fourth elder brother smiled helplessly, as if he was making trouble out of no reason: "There are too many masters who teach you how to write, the emperor, Nalan, Cao Yin, Master Gao...how can I be my turn."

"..."

Yinyou was speechless, logically speaking, he should return to his seat now and wait for the master to come to class.Or discuss and study with the brothers in the past, or even talk and chat.

However, for some reason, he just stood there motionless, unable to move.

At this time, both Baotai and Celeng came to greet Yinyou and told him to do it there, but Yinyou ignored them and let them play by themselves. He was still standing by the desk, watching the fourth elder brother tirelessly, over and over again. Teach the thirteen elder brothers to write.

Until the master entered the study, the three little ones consciously went to the next door to attend class, and the others went back to their own places to attend class.

Before lunch, there was half an hour for the princes to practice calligraphy.It doesn't matter whether you practice Yinyou's handwriting or not. Several masters in the Imperial Academy felt ashamed after reading his handwriting. How could they dare to guide him to write.

Celen is a Mongolian. He just started to learn Manchu and Chinese when he came here last year. Perhaps because he is too old, it is very difficult to learn.

Just as Yinyou was about to go out, he was stopped by him: "Seventh elder brother, I can't write the word 'fire' well no matter what, teach me."

Yinyou took the pen and wrote on the paper casually: "The key lies in this point. Posture, position, and distance are all indispensable, and the sense of proportion must be controlled."

After finishing speaking, he put down his pen and went straight out of the study.

When I came to the next door, Xiao Shiyi was sitting on the seat, coughing twice from time to time. This season of catkins flying around, for his allergic constitution, it was simply too much suffering.

Xiao Twelve is very obedient, sitting upright in his seat, and writes carefully with every stroke.

Little Thirteen... What about Little Thirteen?

Yinyou went to the study next door again, and looked in through the door frame. Sure enough, his brother was instructing Xiao Shisan to write again.

Yinyou didn't go in either, turned around and left, and taught Celen to write for a long time when he came back.The posture of his students holding the pen is not correct, and he has to correct it slowly. Yinyou clasped his fingers absently: "Move up a little, up...a ​​little bit more."

Celen raised his head to look at him in embarrassment: "Brother Qi, I'm too stupid to learn well, are you angry?"

"No, I'm not angry, and you've learned well, you just need to practice more."

When it's time for lunch, usually Yinyou is not obsessed with sitting next to the fourth elder brother.But today, for some reason, he just wanted to sit next to his brother.

However, the fourth elder brother brought the thirteenth elder brother to the table, and the two naturally sat down next to each other.

Yinyou: "..."

He moved the stool, ran over, and squeezed between the third elder brother and the fourth elder brother: "Third brother, third brother, move to the side."

The third elder brother looked at him playfully: "What is this for?"

Yinyou pointed to the dishes on the table: "I like this steamed sea bass, I want to sit in front of it."

This excuse fits his personality as a foodie, so the third elder brother moved a little to the side and let him squeeze in.

After all, the thirteenth elder brother was young, only six years old, and his hands were too short, so he could only pick up the vegetables in front of him. The fourth elder brother inevitably took care of him and picked up a piece of braised pork for him.

Yinyou quickly raised his bowl: "I want it too!"

The fourth elder brother didn't know what happened to him today, he said he wanted it, so he just gave him a piece.

After a few days, Yinyou suddenly remembered an article, and wanted to look for it, but searched the entire bookshelf but couldn't find it.

So, thinking that he should have seen it at his brother's side, he went out to look for it.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Su Peisheng walking into the house with two cups of tea. He stepped forward and made a joke: "Did Su Gonggong know that I'm coming?"

Su Peisheng also smiled at him, quite awkwardly: "Brother Seven, do you want to drink plum tea or jasmine tea today? The slave will go and prepare it for you."

When Yinyou heard this, it was wrong, there were other people in the room.

When he walked into the study, he saw the thirteenth elder brother sitting behind the desk, and the fourth elder brother was standing aside, instructing him to do arithmetic problems, such as chickens and rabbits in the same cage. Did not understand.

Yinyou stood at the door for a long time before the fourth elder brother raised his head: "Why are you standing there, why don't you come in?"

Yinyou walked into the room: "How do you know I'm here?"

"Didn't you just talk to Su Peisheng at the door?"

"..."

Yinyou walked to the desk: "I'm here to find a book."

The fourth elder brother asked him: "What book?"

"I don't know, I'll find out when I find it."

The fourth elder brother glanced at the bookshelf behind: "Then you can find it yourself."

So, this afternoon Yinyou rummaged through the bookshelves at the back, not knowing if he really couldn't find it, or if he dawdled on purpose and refused to leave.

"Brother, I can't get the "Sun Tzu's Art of War" above, please get it for me."

The fourth elder brother turned around and took down the book he wanted from the upper shelf.

After a while, the fourth elder brother explained an arithmetic problem to the thirteenth elder brother. Just halfway through the lecture, Yinyou shouted from the side: "Brother, help me with that "Biography" over there."

After a while, Yinyou shouted: "Brother, that one, let me take a look at "Plain Questions."

"..."

He read Shiji from Art of War, and now he wants to read medical books. The fourth elder brother really didn't know what he was looking for: "Which article are you looking for, tell me and I will find it for you."

Yinyou put the book on the shelf, almost gritted his teeth and said, "Maybe I made a mistake, I'll look for it when I go back. I won't bother you, you continue."

Xiao Shisan tilted his head to look at him, as if he also felt the unhappiness when he spoke: "What's wrong, Brother Seven, are you unhappy?"

The fourth elder brother stood aside with his hands behind his back: "Come on, finish the next few questions."

Because there are too many princes and Changchun Garden has limited space, the three young elder brothers can only live in the same courtyard with their elder brother who teaches them to read.

These days, Yinyou always sees the fourth elder brother and the thirteenth elder brother inseparable.He didn't have a chance to talk to his brother alone.

Yinyou's boss is unhappy, from childhood to adulthood, where has he ever been subjected to such cold metaphors, Ukumama, Ama'eniang, brothers and sisters, when did they not revolve around him alone.

So, he ran to Jifengxuan to complain to the imperial concubine.But as soon as he walked through the door, the fourth elder brother followed him in.

Yinyou knocked behind him, and asked in a strange way: "Where's your little tail, didn't you bring it with you?"

The fourth elder brother couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch his face: "What are you talking about?"

"I said little thirteen, didn't he follow you everywhere?"

The imperial concubine burst out laughing with a "puchi" and said, "I'm having dumplings for lunch today."

When Yinyou heard about eating, he immediately turned his head to look at Eniang: "It's not the new year, what kind of dumplings are you eating?"

The imperial concubine said: "Isn't this just a matter of jealousy?"

This made Yinyou very angry: "I'm not wrong, Xiao Shisan follows him every day, the fourth brother is long and the fourth brother is short."

The fourth elder brother sat down and poured himself a cup of tea: "Ama asked me to enlighten Xiao Shisan, so I naturally have to teach him well."

"That's right, I taught you well. Little Shisan is cute, he has a round face, have you pinched it?"

"No, I only pinched your face." After saying that, the fourth elder brother pinched his face again.

His elder brother is spoiled by him, but the imperial concubine beside him is not spoiled by him: "It's cute, I think Xiao Shisan is very cute, and I like him very much."

Speaking of this, she sighed again: "If it weren't for the fact that some people refused to move to Elder Brother's house, I would have brought Thirteenth Elder Brother to Chengqian Palace to raise him."

Hearing this, Yinyou stopped talking.

The thirteenth elder brother's biological mother, Zhang Jia, is just a concubine, her status is too low, and she is not qualified to raise a prince.Elder Brother Thirteen was sent to Yikun Palace to be raised by Concubine Yi since he was a child.

Concubine Yi has two sons, one is sick and the other is mischievous, they can't control them, and the fourth princess is also raised under her knee in name, how can he spare much energy for the thirteenth elder brother?

The imperial concubine looked at Yinyou's face, and continued: "Xiao Shisan is not like you. He is coquettish and petty. He can get whatever he wants. It is not easy for him to want something."

Indeed, Kangxi had too many sons and daughters. As the core figures of this huge family, it was difficult for him to remember them all clearly.Women in the harem can't even have names, they can only be called concubines of a certain palace.

The son had to be at least old enough to go to the study before he could be officially remembered by the emperor. If he was too young, he might die someday. Remembering it would be a waste of time.

Don't tell me about the daughter, except for the fifth princess raised by the queen mother, the eldest princess sent to the palace to be raised since childhood, and the second princess who was the first child raised, I am afraid the only ones who will marry them to Mongolia as rewards time, can remember.

The imperial concubine said again: "I think it's right for Xiao Si to be better than Xiao Shisan. Xiao Qi, what do you think?"

"I think... what you said makes sense." Yinyou turned his head to look at the fourth elder brother: "Then brother, go and bring Xiao Shisan over to eat dumplings together."

"Just kidding, there are no dumplings at noon today."

"..."

In July, it was the day of Kangxi's tour outside the Great Wall. Before going out, the princes started talking about it.

The other princes have been going out with the emperor one after another since they were eight years old, but the ninth elder brother and the tenth elder brother are both ten years old this year, and they haven't had the chance to go out with Ama yet.

The two of them were also very much looking forward to going out with the emperor's father and walking around the Mulan paddock.

However, when Kangxi notified the list of accompanying princes, there were no Jiu and Shi princes among them.

The two were quite disappointed, and the eighth elder brother comforted them: "You two are still young, and the weather outside the Great Wall is not good. Isn't it because of your health that the emperor asked you to stay in the capital to rest."

Brother Jiu said unconvinced: "But the emperor also brought the third sister, and several empresses from the harem."

Yinyou heard it, turned his head and said, "Do you think the third sister wants to go?"

The third princess will not be able to come back after going out this trip. A few days ago, Kangxi named her Princess Heshuo Duanjing and married her to Garzang, the second son of the king of Duling County in the Karaqin tribe.

No matter if it is the eldest princess, the second princess or the third princess, as long as it is a sister who is married to Mongolia, Yinyou will love her dearly, especially the third sister.

The third princess's biological mother is the nobleman Zhaojia, she was born very unluckily, she was only three days younger than the prince, that is, the first queen had just passed away three days ago.

During the funeral, no one cared that a concubine gave birth to a daughter.

The third princess has been a quiet person since she was a child, and the older she grows, the quieter she becomes, and she has no sense of presence among the sisters. She grew up quietly like this, and was taken as a gift and married to Mongolia.

Sitting in the carriage, he didn't even need the company of others, so he went to Mongolia so peacefully, married a man who had never been masked, and lived an unknown life.

Fortunately, the Karaqin tribe is not too far away, but Yinyou's impression of him as the third brother-in-law is far less than that of the second brother-in-law, let alone the eldest brother-in-law.

The same brave Mongolian boy from Qianzhuang, this Garzang is a little less straightforward, which always gives him a rough feeling.

But the princess mansion has been built, and the princess has come to the grassland. The relationship between Kangxi and Meng Buluo still needs to be maintained. It is impossible for the daughter to stop marrying just because the son has a bad instinct.

Just as Princess Duanjing was being sent to the Karaqin Tribe and Kangxi was preparing to tour the various tribes in the grassland, news came from the palace that Brother Nine was ill, his ear was injured, and his condition was a little serious.

Yinyou thought that they would return to the capital immediately, after all, they rushed back non-stop last time when their elder brother was ill.

However, although Kangxi was worried about the illness of the ninth elder brother, he did not choose to return to the palace immediately. Instead, considering Galdan's undying heart for the southern criminals, he decided to continue the grassland tour.

There is nothing to be surprised about. Everyone knows in their hearts that even if they are both princes, in the heart of the emperor, everyone has a different weight.

But fortunately, later the palace sent another letter saying that Lu Yidao, an Italian missionary who was proficient in surgery, had cured Brother Jiu's injury.

Hearing the news of his son's recovery, Kangxi breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately ordered someone to bring Brother Jiu to the Mulan paddock.

When Brother Jiu came to the palace, he was already alive and kicking, so excited that he couldn't tell that he had just suffered a serious illness.

When the elder brothers heard that he was coming, they immediately ran to the front yard to see him.After the ninth elder brother greeted the emperor's father, he went to the garden with his elder brothers.

He likes the eighth brother the most, as soon as he comes out, he keeps calling "myna myna".

Yinyou saw that his ears were still wrapped with gauze, touched him with his hand and asked, "What did you do, does it still hurt?"

Brother Jiu chuckled twice, but refused to say what happened, only that it was already healed and it didn't hurt at all.

He could guess without mentioning that Yinyou probably got injured because of mischief.

Fifth elder brother asked him: "You and old ten are inseparable all day long, what will he do if you run out?"

"He'll stay in the palace until I shoot a deer and go back and make him a fur hat."

On the second day, Mulan Qiuxi was Yinyou's favorite entertainment. He brought back a rabbit and a fox from here, and maybe he could bring another one back this year.

According to the rules, everyone rode behind Kangxi first, and after the emperor shot the first shot, everyone dispersed to look for their prey.

Yinyou drove his horse into the jungle, and teased a silly roe deer to go around half a circle. Seventh elder brother, who had never missed a shot, entered the jungle as if he couldn't shoot arrows. There were everywhere on the trees, on the ground, and in the grass. He shot arrows, but none of them could hit the prey.

Even the silly roe deer who was slipped by him felt a little sympathetic to him, ran to stand in front of his horse, and blinked, as if saying to him: "I'm already standing in front of you, you are just a Blind man, you can shoot too."

Yinyou rode on the horse and spread his hands: "Sorry, I'm done shooting the arrow."

Silly roe deer: "..."

Why is this person more stupid than me?

Yinyou finished shooting the arrow early, turned his horse's head and rushed out of the jungle, and ran further to the grassland.

He comes here every year, and he has already been familiar with it. He knows where there are hills, where there are lakes, and even where there is a cave.

As long as he wants, he can have a litter of hares, pheasants, and foxes.

The weather is good today, the autumn is crisp, the sun is shining brightly, and the white clouds are moving slowly in the blue sky with the breeze.

Yinyou came to the lake, got off his horse, dropped the rein, and let his little white dragon gallop freely on the open grassland.

He squatted by the lake and washed his face, then went to the grass and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept with this cry. When I woke up, the sun moved from the left to the right.

The point is that he didn't wake up by himself, he was woken up by the sound of horseshoes.

Before he could open his eyes, something crashed into his arms.

Yinyou looked down, good guy, that turned out to be a tiger cub