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

At the end of the year, Fujin came in and took over the affairs of the mansion. Of course, there were only expenditures on the surface. Secretly, Yongjue's private property was either managed by Hajilan or helped by Wu Zaku, and the rest was entrusted to Jian. The prince's son Hongchang took care of it.

Yong Jue is still very relieved of this good brother who has been friends with him since he was so noisy.

In April of the 23rd year of Qianlong, the Gege Guerjia family gave birth to twin daughters. Yongjue gave them names, Buyechuk and Yebu Chunge, and named the Guerjia family as Shufu Jin.

Suo Chuoluo breathed a sigh of relief, finally there was no troublesome eldest son.

Bushunda was happy for a long time, and went to tease his younger sister every day. She was the only child in the house, so it was so deserted.

Qi Gege, the concubine's birth in the palace, is too shy to play with her.

The brothers of Yongjue only gave birth to sons but did not see their daughters. Hong Zhou, who was a female-controlling family, was worried. His beloved daughter was married away.

Hong Chang did have a daughter, but unfortunately the premature baby was in poor health, and Bushunda didn't dare to make trouble with her.

Mingrui didn't get married, Feng Sheng's fiancée kept his filial piety, and the rest were either ordinary or assigned to work, and Bu Shunda couldn't find a playmate even if he wanted to.

For example, Lin Ruhai has a daughter but is in Yangzhou. At the end of 21, he was transferred to the Salt Transport Envoy, the Salt Transport Envoy, in charge of the Jiangnan Salt Road, and held the money bag of the Qing Dynasty.

Where Yong Jue didn't know, Hajilan became more and more worried.

Ever since Shu Fu Jin Guerjia's sister came to visit her, a certain person has been moaning all day, praying silently for his bumpy and doomed ears.

She counted with her fingers——

Princess Lan by the empress' side, Qinggege by the empress dowager's side, Duolong, the godson of the prince, Lin Ruhai, the elder brother of Fangfujin, Yuanchun, the concubine of Jia's family, Yanji, the elder sister of Shufujin, and a general named Nudahai husband……

Hajilan couldn't help but sighed to the sky, is this the prelude to the synthesis of Qiong Yao + Red Mansion?

Author, you have too big a brain, girl, I can't hold it anymore...

Let’s take a look at the backyard of Yongjue’s blooming flowers——

Sochoro Zhuhe, a lady of every family, bright and elegant, beautiful and beautiful, a big beauty.

Ruoyin Lin, a fairy Lingbo who doesn't eat fireworks in the world, is elegant and refined, with a poetic spirit in her belly, a big beauty.

Guerjia's Sadali, lively and cheerful, loves to talk and laugh, and has a beautiful appearance, just like a Luoyang peony.

Yehenara's Tamar is simple and natural, like a wild chrysanthemum in the country.

Ushiha of Hershey, just like the name, is a lovely little star.

Jia Yuanchun is beautiful and submissive, Chen Caiyun is mature and charming, Bai Xiayue is pretty and smart... Looking at these eight types of beautiful women with their own characteristics, Hajilan just wants to say, feudal polygamy is really hated .

Yong Jue is too lazy to take care of things in the backyard, and doesn't want to take care of them.

Now, what attracted his attention was another big event—the adopted daughter of Empress Nala, Princess Lan, was about to choose a husband.

This is no small problem.

The concubines of the Qing Dynasty were tough and dignified, but they were much luckier than the concubines of the Tang Dynasty. After all, it was not only the Qing Dynasty who greeted their wives with the courtesy of a monarch and a minister.

Many aristocratic families are happy to have their sons as concubines. If they are tired of seeing each other, they will end up with a concubine they like.

Therefore, the difficulty lies with Princess Lan.

She was originally Gege from Prince Qi's mansion. When King Qi died in battle and his concubine died in love when he was young, Lan Xin was adopted as the adopted daughter of the royal family, and was raised by the side of Concubine Xian at that time, which won the favor of Qianlong. Relations are cold.

Amma, a daughter who can't tolerate her, loves her adopted daughter more than herself, right?

King Qi is one of the four kings with different surnames in the Qianlong Dynasty, and King Qi, King Duan, King Shuo, and King Yu, to Qianlong, these four kings are like the status of San Francisco in Kangxi's heart back then. Thinking about how to take back this title.

King Yu died in battle in his early years, and Qing Gege was raised by the queen mother's side. The power of Prince Yu's mansion had long been swallowed up, and it was nowhere to be seen.

King Qi is dead, but the old ministry is still there. Such a daughter is like a hot potato. A real high-ranking family will not marry, lest Qianlong fear it.

Want to marry Princess Lan, what's the matter, your family is interested in military power?

Only those who want to climb the dragon and become the phoenix will be eager to try, trying to turn the salty fish over.

However, Qianlong seemed to really love this adopted daughter, and asked the Ministry of Households to count the list of all unmarried men of the Qing Dynasty. Not to mention, he called it the Eight Banners of the Examination School, and personally drew a few conditions. , don’t be too tall, too fat, too short, too thin, don’t have concubines, don’t have too many brothers, don’t want to be strict with mother-in-law and unmarried sister-in-law...

With such a rigid standard and one card, there are even fewer "talents" who can enter the imperial garden and be selected by the emperor.

Yong Jue couldn't help complaining, the real talents of the Qing Dynasty basically went to the west to conquer the chaos and have not come back yet, you take an exam for a woolen exam, do you love your daughter or drink tea to your head ?

An adopted daughter is also a daughter, okay, what are you doing called a man from the Aixinjueluo family?Then what kind of people like Yongxuan, Yonglang, Hongchang and Duolong...are they all here to show off?

Most importantly, why did you call Grandpa here?Are you looking at the stars?

Standing in the imperial garden helplessly listening to Yongxuan and Yonglang on the left discussing the war in Huibu, fortunately, I can keep listening.

On the right, Hongchang Duolong, a pair of good friends, spoke eloquently about how beautiful and unruly the new oiran in Bada Hutong is. Yong Jue wanted to take these two to the school grounds and beat them up.

A thoughtful, enlightened, ambitious, and tasteful man from the Qing Dynasty has been polluted by the two of you!

What is behind is vague, clear, easy and easy, rare and rare...

Can't you find Ji Yun if you are right?Do you want to throw the face of the Aixinjueluo family outside with your old literary talent that is less than half a bottle of water?

How many people were born and died in the Qing Dynasty a year, why don't you ask something that only the pillars of the people should know?

Don't you know in your heart that those who come here are all dudes?

Then choose a P! !

In the end, the last straw that broke the camel's back was the masked man who jumped out from the rockery wearing night clothes and shouted "Assassins are coming" and turned the Imperial Garden into a mess.

In the end, Fucha Haozhen, who had a righteous face and embroidered his fists, took the lead.

The other capable and incompetent pretending to be stupid were all scolded by Qianlong at the top of their throats, and many children from aristocratic families looked at Fucha Haozhen with such sharp eyes that they almost turned into knives.

In such a chaotic scene, Yong Jue covered his face and couldn't bear to look directly at it. He didn't need to think about how majestic and majestic the pile of papers on Qianlong's imperial case tomorrow morning would be, enough to bury his fourth uncle.

It is completely predictable how those No. [-] picks who have nowhere to use their ink will write a thousand words, and write obscurant and profound memorials.

Fenghuo drama princes are supernatural horses, Uncle Huang, have your brains been taken away by the late emperor?It's all gone, what are you still doing in Daqing...

What the hell!

Back at the mansion, Yong Jue hurriedly ordered a sumptuous dinner to calm himself down.

Just as we were about to start eating, Mingrui happened to come.

Yong Jue hurriedly beckoned him to sit down: "Hajilan, hurry up and prepare another set of bowls and chopsticks, ask the kitchen to add a sea cucumber with green onions, a beef with cold sauce sauce, ribs soup is no longer needed, replace it with three shredded whitebait soup. A few days ago, the kumiss brought by my sister came."

Hajilan agreed and hurried to work.

This was the first time she saw Mingrui since she left the palace and built the mansion three years ago. It was not much different from before, but her eyes were much deeper.

Yong Jue pushed his favorite food over there, and said jokingly, "Why, did Yun Ting miss me?"

Fucha Mingrui nearly choked to death with a piece of fish-flavored eggplant in his mouth.

Yong Jue put down his chopsticks, sat down and patted him on the back: "How old are you, can you still choke when you eat?"

The corners of Fucha Mingrui's mouth twitched, and he swallowed the words that pointed out who was tormenting him.

Chatting from Mongolia to Huibu, and then to Fengsheng, who was unable to marry Fujin, the two chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Hajilan's probing eyes turned around Mingrui like radar. She was particularly curious about who was on top of the two...

Yong Jue could tell that Mingrui had something on his mind, but he didn't ask any questions. After dinner, the two of them came to the study, and each had a glass of kumiss, slowly savoring the taste. No one said a word. Immediately quieted down.

Mingrui hesitated for a while, then suddenly said: "Uncle said, my aunts have taken a fancy to a girl for me..."

He raised his head and carefully looked at Yong Jue's face, seeing that he was still looking calm, his eyes lingering on the Duobao Pavilion, he couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart, so he quickly lowered his head to hide his expression.

"You're one year older than me, and it's time to get married now," Yong Jue said with a smile, "Which family's Gege is so outstanding that Mrs. Guerjia caught her eye?"

Fu Heng's Fujin surname is Guerjia, and he has been taking good care of this nephew.

Mingrui's mouth was full of bitterness, and he laughed at himself: "How do I know, we will get married when the date is fixed."

Yong Jue Quan pretended not to see it, and teased him with a little interest, saying that he would get someone drunk.

Before leaving, Mingrui turned his head and whispered, "Yingxian, you..."

"Huh?" Yong Jue looked at him suspiciously.

"No, it's nothing, remember to protect me from drinking on the wedding day." Mingrui slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Leave it to me!" Yong Jue responded immediately, "Your sober bridal chamber will be included!"

Can you still have a bridal chamber when you are sober?Mingrui swallowed the words again. If he explained clearly and lifted the last layer of veil, he and Yingxian would never go back together.

Well, that's it.

Hajilan's mind was full of Fucha Mingrui's lonely background and a wry smile, and said softly, "Do you really not mind?"

"Master, if you don't mind if he doesn't get married?" Yong Jue held up the book to cover his face, his voice was as calm as water.

"Then..." Hajilan still wanted to persuade him.

"My Lord understands his intentions, and I have known it a long time ago," Yong Jue said lightly, "After all, it violates the principle of harmony between yin and yang, and for his own good, I will pretend that I don't know what to do, so as not to accidentally show my feet in the future and ruin it." My own future..."

The head of the Fucha family, whom the imperial uncle placed high hopes on, shouldn't have such emotions.

"He will be used by the master, and in the future, giving him a high-ranking official, rich salary and a prosperous family can be regarded as repaying his love for the master. Isn't it good to have a happy ending like this?"

Hajilan stared fixedly at Yong Jue, unable to speak for a long time. Even though she has been here for more than 20 years, even if she has already been familiar with everything in this era, she who has received modern education will never be able to understand the thinking of the ancients, especially the royal family.

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