[Comprehensive Qiong Yao+Red Mansion] History is turning a corner

In the fourth year of Qianlong's reign, forty-nine cities

As soon as the first month arrives, the frozen Sijiu City gradually becomes jubilant, worshiping ancestors, entertaining relatives, and giving gifts to each family, it is extremely festive.

However, Prince He and his family, who lived in Iron Lion Alley, were not very happy.

Because she was pregnant with Prince Fujin Wu Zaku in October, and the concubine Jin who announced the good news at the same time as her had given birth to her fourth elder brother Yongxuan, but Wu Zaku didn't see her giving birth for a long time, but she was so anxious that she had always loved her. Prince and Concubine Yu.

Until the night of the first day of February, when I was having dinner with Prince Fujin, my face turned pale from the pain, beads of sweat protruded, and Prince and I jumped up like shrimp, shouting: "Where is Mrs. Wen? Where did the person arranged by the master die? Gao Shun'er, send the imperial physician quickly!"

My grandpa, even if the imperial doctor comes, he won't be able to enter the delivery room... The housekeeper ran out with a bitter face.

Seeing his first wife being helped into the delivery room, Prince He couldn't help howling: "Don't be afraid of Fujin, my master is keeping you outside!"

Pfft - everyone present couldn't help laughing.

I don't know what's going on, Wu Zaku, who has given birth to four children, has been tossing his back. In the middle of the night, the child has not yet been born, and even the old concubine hurried over to ask what happened.

The little girl's eyes were red, and she said tremblingly: "Back to the concubine, Mrs. Wen said, said, the concubine's pregnancy is a bit difficult."

Concubine Yu frowned: "What's going on?"

The little servant girl replied: "The cervix is ​​not opened enough, and I dare not use the medicine to induce labor..."

Hong Zhou shouted with a livid face: "Ask Wen Po to tell the imperial physician about Fujin's situation, and don't miss anything."

"Yes!" The little maid turned and ran back to the delivery room.

Seeing her son's dignified expression, Concubine Yu asked with some doubts: "Hong Zhou, you Fujin has had four children, this time the mother and child will be safe, you..."

Prince He raised his head and glanced quietly at the Forbidden City. As the emperor's only adult brother, his only daughter has been adopted by the emperor's brother in the palace for three years, and today's day...how could he not be burning with anxiety?

You can't just stuff that brat back and regenerate in two days!Hong Zhou howled in his heart.

After all, it is a mother-child connection. When Concubine Yu saw the Forbidden City, she thought of her granddaughter Hai Huona. She was a living hostage. Seeing her son so worried, she began to disagree. The royal family can have adopted daughters, but they have never had adopted sons...

Thinking of this, the old concubine suddenly clenched her hands tightly, it's past Haishi, and today is the day when the dragon rises on the second day of February!

Throughout the 120 years since the founding of the Qing Dynasty, no emperor or prince was born today!

Was her poor grandson going to have a funeral as soon as he was born?Thinking of this, the old concubine couldn't help but burst into tears.

At this time, Hongzhou was thinking about how to get rid of the jealousy of the narrow-minded emperor's brother.

For the sake of the safety of the whole family, why not continue to be absurd?

When Fujin is out of confinement, let's have another live funeral with his son in his arms!

It was gradually getting brighter, and when the clouds cleared and the mist cleared and the sun rose, a loud cry suddenly came from the delivery room.

Wen Po came out with a big red swaddle in her arms, with a happy expression on her face: "Maidservant congratulates Prince He on the birth of a son, congratulations to Concubine Yu on the birth of a golden grandson, great joy!"

"Reward!" Hong Zhou waved his hand grandly, releasing countless coins.

But the mother and son's attention remained on the swaddling baby, silently praying for the child's life's safety.

On the second day of February in the fourth year of Qianlong, he and the fifth son of the prince came to the world.

However, the problems that Prince He, Concubine Yu, and Prince Fujin, who was resting in bed, worried about day and night finally came after the three baths.

The emperor decreed that he and the prince's fifth son named Yong Jue, and adopted him to Empress Fucha who lost her son and fell ill last year.

The son was born without even seeing him and Prince Fujin fainted when he heard the news. At least his daughter was over two years old when he was taken away. This time is good, so he took her away. She can still hear her in this life. Did the son call her mother?The palace is dangerous, there are many right and wrong, everyone is snobbish, can this child grow up safely, marry a wife and have children?

Wu Zakushi and the prince and his wife couldn't help crying.

And Changchun.In the palace, she suddenly took over a three-day-old child. Empress Fucha was very happy. It is well known that Wu Zaku's birth was well known. She hoped that this child would bring her a little elder brother.

Three years have passed, Empress Fucha's stomach still hasn't moved, she is very disappointed, not to mention that she has a daughter, so naturally she doesn't care much about Yong Jue, she leaves all the affairs to the nuns and maids.

One night in March, Yong Jue was in Changchun.The side hall of the palace fell asleep, and the maids and mothers who were on guard at night were chatting outside, nothing more than secrets about the palace and gossip.

Tired of chatting, they couldn't help yawning, staring sleepily, and gradually couldn't hold on anymore, and fell asleep one after another.

With a whistling, the night wind blows, the candle is extinguished, and the room is pitch black.

At this time, the door of the room opened silently, a thin figure rushed in, closed the door, and tiptoed through the outer room to the inner room, added some sleep aid spices to the incense burner, and waited for the little Yongjue to sleep more After incense, he took out a tightly wrapped purse from his sleeve, pressed it under the pillow, and exposed one side, after making sure that the contents inside could leak out, he quickly exited the room.

The figure looked back at Yongjue's peaceful sleeping face, with red lips pursed, as if he was having a sweet dream, and he couldn't help sighing: "Brother Yongjue, don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame you for raising him in Changchun . Palace!"

Smacking his lips and turning over, Yong Jue still doesn't know that the first twists and turns in his life are coming.

A few days later, Xiao Yongjue suddenly coughed while playing in the yard, and then became hoarse.

The maids and maids didn't care about anyone, they just thought that he caught a cold because of his playfulness, and went to the imperial hospital to grab antipyretic medicine for him to drink, so they didn't take it seriously.

Unexpectedly, Yongjue's condition did not improve, but became more and more serious, with persistent high fever, vomiting, and hoarse voice that he couldn't even hear coughing, and even couldn't breathe, which attracted everyone's attention.

One by one hurriedly calling for people, the imperial doctor opened Yong Jue's mouth, his face turned pale immediately, and he hurriedly reported to the emperor that diphtheria appeared in the palace, and Yong Jue, who was half a month older than Yong Jue, was immediately locked in the Yonghe Palace by Concubine Jia , for fear of being infected.

Empress Fucha was so angry that her elder brother actually got diphtheria when he was raised in her palace. It's a genius that he didn't fall out with the prince!

Quickly ask someone to move Yong Jue to an uninhabited palace, seal it up, and send someone to take care of it.

Diphtheria was also a deadly infectious disease in the Qing Dynasty. Many court ladies and eunuchs would rather wait for death than take care of Yong Jue. out.

Although this little maid was young, she acted with restraint, risking the possibility of infection, she calmly disinfected the room, wiped Yong Jue's body in time, served him food and water, and took care of him in every possible way.

"Sister Hajilan, Yongjue has a sore throat and can't eat." Yongjue's mouth was flattened, tears streaming down his face. He had only had diphtheria for three days and had already lost a lot of weight.

The little maid touched his shiny forehead and said lovingly: "Little elder brother, how can you get better if you don't eat?"

Yong Jue lowered his head and muttered: "Emperor Niang likes big sister, Han Ama likes Concubine Hui, Huang Mama likes Fifth Younger Brother, no one likes Yong Jue, and no one cares about Yong Jue's life..." The voice was soft Unbearable, a drop of water fell on the quilt.

He is only three years old, forced to grow up, the royal children are really precocious.

The little palace maid suddenly had a sore nose, held back her crying, and forced a smile and said, "What about Princess Wan? And Prince He, Prince He, Fujin and Concubine Yu, will hug the little elder brother every time they enter the palace, if you don't eat, We will never see them again."

Yong Jue froze for a moment, then raised his head, only then did Hajilan realize that his face was already full of tears, and he didn't dare to cry, his little face was flushed red.

"I, I know, they gossip and think I don't understand, the fifth uncle and fifth aunt are me, my dear Ama Erniang, but why don't they want me?" Yong Jue sobbed and clenched his hands Hajilan's clothes, the circles of her eyes turned red when she was stunned, "Why can't I live with them alone?"

"There is a reason for this. They also want to take good care of the little elder brother." The girl took a deep breath, and finally couldn't help but hug him into her arms, and whispered: "If the elder brother obeys me obediently, when he recovers from illness After that, I'll tell you why."

"Really?" Yong Jue's rabbit eyes widened.

"Let's pull the hook!" Hajilan hooked Yong Jue's little finger with her little finger, and shook it, "It's the puppy O(∩_∩)O~"

Yong Jue immediately broke into a bright smile and nodded seriously.

"Ah, open your mouth—" Hajilan hit the iron while it was hot, and scooped up a spoonful of white porridge.

Although the pain in his throat was unbearable, Yong Jue frowned and swallowed hard, his black pearl-like eyes were astonishingly bright.

He wanted to live, he wanted to see Ama Erniang, and he wanted to know why!

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