The story of the salted fish concubine raising cubs in Qing Dynasty

What?

Ming Xuan was stunned!

After handing the birthday peach to Chunni, Mingxuan planned to have a good talk with him.

"Gu is so happy!" Yinreng rushed directly into Ming Xuan's arms, tugged at her skirt excitedly, and said excitedly, "This is the most, most, most, most, most, most, most, most favorite gift that I received from Gu."

Mingxuan's throat suddenly felt a little dry, and her mind was dazed thinking how many things the prince had said?

Yinfeng let go of his hand, turned around, and looked around. His paintings, paper lanterns and paper flowers were hung on the wall...the words "Happy Birthday" were hung everywhere.

So my aunt gave him the east side hall of Yongshou Palace?

He... really likes it too much.

"Eat some noodles first, let's talk later." Seeing that he was so happy, Ming Xuan swallowed the words stuck in her throat, and finally changed the subject.

"Gu Jin'er has eaten longevity noodles twice, and I don't really want to eat it right now, so I want to go around first." Yinfeng shook his hands, and looked around with joy behind his hands.

Looking at it, I couldn't help running happily.

Ming Xuan staggered to sit in front of the table, picked up the big bowl of longevity noodles in front of her, and started eating sullenly.

Why gave a birthday gift and turned it into your own house?

She is going to be a studio in the east hall!

Life is long, and she plans to fill the palace with her paintings in her lifetime.

Ming Xuan really doubted life.

Isn't birthday a meal and a small gift?When did it become a house?

Who will give a child a mansion as a birthday present?Normal people can't!

Can……

Seeing the child so excited, running wildly from room to room, Ming Xuan couldn't say "Your birthday gift is this table of food and the picture I drew for you".

So angry!

Really angry!

But when she saw Yinrong jumping happily all over the room, full of joy, Ming Xuan sighed deeply and could only admit it.

"Your Highness will have his own residence when he is six or seven years old. If you don't dislike it, before then, this apse will... just... be given to His Highness." Ming Xuan ate a big bowl of noodles, her stomach was full. Satisfied, looking at Yinfeng, it came back rationally, and said with a smile.

It's only been three years, if you give it, you will still give it back!

When Yinfeng ran over and stretched out his hand, the palace servants hugged him and sat him on the exclusive chair.

"I want it after the age of six." Yinreng looked at Mingxuan and said proudly.

Mingxuan was about to refute, but he said again: "I know that after the age of six or seven, I have to live alone. But Yongshou Palace has Gu's residence, so I can come and visit often, to see the house, to see you!"

"Oh!" Ming Xuan couldn't refute at all, her heart was full of emotion.

With his own house, Yinfeng began to think about how to decorate it.

After taking stock of his private treasury, he found that he didn't seem to be very rich, and he didn't even have a favorite decoration.

"What is Baocheng looking at?" Kangxi asked when he saw his son walking around the room with a long list after finishing his government affairs.

Yinreng stopped, looked back at his family Khan Ama, pursed his lips, and said, "Khan Ama, Baocheng is so poor."

Kangxi smiled and said: "What? Is there anything you want?"

"Baocheng wants Bogu table and chairs..." Yinfeng said a long series, and then pointed to the ancient paintings and swords hanging on Kangxi's wall and said: "These two Baocheng also want it."

"What do you want these for?" Kangxi asked doubtfully.According to what my son said, is it possible that my place will be evacuated?

"My aunt has secured the East Hall of Yongshou Palace." Yinfeng couldn't help showing off, "It's a birthday present for Baocheng."

Kangxi shook his hands, and said in disbelief: "She gave you a piece of my Yongshou Palace?"

What kind of birthday gift is this?Is it too much?

Yinfeng frowned, looked at Khan Ama and retorted: "Yongshou Palace belongs to my aunt, Khan Ama don't want to rob her."

Kangxi took a deep breath, looked at his silly son, and asked doubtfully, "She gave you such an empty room for your birthday? You don't think there is a problem?"

"What's the problem? My aunt decorated the house very beautifully, with beautiful lanterns, paper flowers, and many portraits of Baocheng. It's so beautiful! I heard that the house was decorated by my aunt herself. The paintings It took a long time, and the painting is very good, especially like Baocheng." Yinfeng said happily.

Kangxi heard that it was not bad, and then he just wanted to say that he would show him the painting.

There was a sudden pause, and he asked doubtfully, "Did your aunt say that the house was given to you first, or did you guess it was your gift first?"

Yinfeng said as it should: "Of course Baocheng guessed it, after all I'm so smart."

Kangxi laughed when he heard this, and couldn't stop laughing, and then said: "That's right! My Baocheng is the smartest."

According to Kangxi's impression of Ming Xuan in the past, this person is deadly.

If you can give gifts without spending money, you don't need to spend money. If you guessed correctly, the gifts should be those paintings, or decorations made by her.Or she arranged for the meal delivered by the imperial dining room.

In short, this person has always been cautious and disciplined, and he would never give the house to Baocheng.

Yinfeng was a little proud, threw himself into Kangxi's arms, and said excitedly: "I'm so happy!"

Kangxi patted his son's back and said with a smile, "Just be happy."

Since the son likes it, the renovation of Yuqing Palace can also start.

Mingxuan woke up from a sleepy sleep, and saw people from the House of Internal Affairs coming in and out carrying things to the east side hall. When they lifted them, they could see that they were expensive furniture.

It wasn't something that he could have with his current concubine treatment at all, and he immediately covered his chest, feeling a little stuffy.

I used to own a mansion in the very center of Beijing that could raise pandas, but suddenly I lost a quarter of it, what a tragedy.

The word "distressed" was directly engraved on Ming Xuan's forehead, and in the end she simply couldn't see it, didn't worry about it, and didn't look at it.

"I didn't guess wrong?" Kangxi couldn't help laughing after hearing the slave's report.

Liang Jiugong also shrugged his shoulders and tried his best to suppress a smile.

The third day after Yinreng's birthday was the third princess's birthday, and Yinreng was unwilling to talk to her in previous years.

But this year, the relationship between the two has eased, especially now that Changsheng's daily waking hours are getting shorter and shorter, Yinfeng decided to give a gift.

"I really want to see the kite and fly up from the sky!" Chang Sheng looked at the beautiful Phoenix kite with expectation in his eyes.

When Yinreng heard the words, he asked someone to call the imperial doctor. If they said yes, he would take his younger brother there. If not...show him the kite-flying painting that his aunt once drew for him.

All the imperial physicians said it was possible, but now Elder Changsheng's condition has reached its limit, there is nothing wrong with it.

Yinfeng and the third princess took Changsheng to fly a kite together.

It was the first time to go out of Zhongcui Palace, Changsheng saw everything novel, and when his sister put the kite up steadily, her face was full of joy.

"Brother Prince, what's it like outside the palace?" Chang Sheng asked curiously.

Without thinking about it, Yinreng asked someone to ask Khan Ama for "The Picture of Rising the River during the Qingming Festival" by Zhang Zeduan, a painter of the Northern Song Dynasty. His paintings.

"Outside... a lot of people!" Chang Sheng couldn't help exclaiming as he looked at the bustling crowd on such a long scroll.

The third princess was already tired from flying the kite. Seeing that her younger brother stopped watching her fly the kite, she ran over with the kite string, asked the palace man for small scissors, and handed it to Chang Sheng, saying: "Cut the string, and the illness will go away. That's fine!"

Changsheng picked up the small scissors, looked at the gorgeous paper phoenix in the sky, took the scissors and cut it, and said with a smile, "Sister, it's the phoenix, don't get sick."

The third princess poked his chest with skill, and said quietly: "What does it have to do with me if you let go? It's yours if you are good, or you are not sick if you are not sick!"

Changsheng grinned and said, "Changsheng will be pain free soon?"

Yinfeng sighed, stretched out his hand to touch his younger brother's yellow hair, always wanting to treat him better.

"Brother Prince, Tanghuaer, is it delicious?" Changsheng couldn't help asking while looking at the group of children happily surrounding the Tanghuaer booth on the way back.

Yinfeng has never eaten it, he just likes the pictures drawn with sugar, not the sugar itself.

Looking at Changsheng, Yinfeng said: "In a while, I will let the imperial dining room alone make some for you. You can taste it and you will know whether it is delicious or not."

Changsheng nodded excitedly, but when he got the candy painting, he didn't like it very much.

Because every time after taking the medicine, Mammy would give him candy, and he didn't have any obsession with candy.

"If only I could go out and have a look." Changsheng said with expectation.

On the same day, Yinfeng told Kangxi about his younger brother's wish. After Kangxi thought about it, he arranged for him to take his son out to have a look.