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

Turning over in a daze, I felt that I was sweating and sticky, but my eyes seemed to be stuck by something, and I couldn't open them no matter how hard I tried, the burning pain in my throat made Yong Jue hum uncomfortably stand up.

It didn't take long for a stream of warm water to flow into his throat, relieving his discomfort.

Someone was wiping his face with a wet veil, and his eyelids relaxed for a while. He slowly opened his eyes, facing a pair of haggard eyes covered with bloodshot eyes.

"Sister Hajilan? I...I am..." The voice was hoarse, as if the voice change period had come earlier.

The veil in Hajilan's hand snapped off, and she rushed over, choking and sobbing: "You careless Omen star, are you going to scare me to death?"

what is going on?Yong Jue frowned and thought...

I vaguely remember that he accidentally fell off his horse a few days ago, and he refused to recuperate from his illness, playing in the imperial garden and blowing the cool breeze...

"Did I have a fever?" Yong Jue asked.

Hajilan's concerned expression suddenly turned ferocious, and she said bitterly: "My little brother, how much you are an eyesore to others, diphtheria at four years old, chickenpox at five years old, smallpox at seven years old, and typhoid fever at ten years old Fuck, I can't wait to pull out all those ghosts, ghosts, and snakes, pull out their tendons, peel off their skin, fold their tailbone, smear honey on them, and throw them to Xishan to feed the bears!"

It's so hateful, the child she protects with all her heart and soul, has repeatedly ruined the murderous hands of the women in the harem!

Even a non-threatening adopted son has to attack again and again, and those women are sex in the harem.hungry.Are you thirsty and suffering from neuropathy?Hajilan thought furiously.

Yong Jue blinked, spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "Ming Rui and Feng Sheng'er, who are still involved, are unlucky with me."

Hajilan helped him up, put the pillows on, fed him porridge, and comforted him: "Don't worry, Master Fucha has survived. Master Niu Hulu heard that the situation is improving, and I think he will be able to accompany you in a few days." You are studying."

Yong Jue breathed a sigh of relief, if something went wrong with the two companions who were not cheap, how could he, a transparent elder brother, offend the two descendants?

Hajilan knew what he was thinking, so she didn't say a word, and ordered a few young maids to send news to the Queen Mother and the Prince's House, and prepare water for Yong Jue to bathe in.

A little court lady hurried over and whispered a few words in her ear, Hajilan's expression changed immediately, she walked into the room, waved her hand to let the palace servants who served Yongjue go down, and said in a low voice: "Little elder brother, queen The empress is seriously ill on the east tour with the emperor, and the dragon boat is speeding back." She hesitated for a moment, then whispered into Yong Jue's ear, "The empress is not in a good condition, it probably won't be possible..."

Yong Jue suddenly raised his head, stared at the other party with wide eyes: "You were alright when you left the palace?"

Hajilan curled her lips in disdain secretly, because of Qianlong's flirtatious virtue, no matter how magnanimous Empress Fucha tolerated the world, she would be angry, not to mention her virtuousness was pretended of?

Yong Jue pondered for a while, and told her: "When the news spreads in the palace, you go and prepare some plain clothes, and the brothers and I will quietly copy Buddhist scriptures and pray for the Empress, and express our hearts. "

The Qing Dynasty ruled the world with filial piety, no matter what it was inside, it had to be filial enough on the surface, especially when he was accompanied by the queen's nephew.

Hajilan nodded in agreement, and went down to do so.

I hope that Yong Jue will not be involved in this incident of deposing the prince... she thought.

The dragon boat was rushing, but finally unable to reach Dezhou. Empress Fucha couldn't do it. Maybe it was because Lian Shang had two sons and a daughter, and the only surviving He Jingyuan married Mongolia. She fell ill in bed, but watched her husband doting favors on men and women one after another, getting drunk, singing and dancing, and the beautiful scenery outside the window could only make her feel more sad and lonely.

On March 36th, a rainy day, the Fucha family finally couldn't stand it anymore and was dying. When Qianlong left the warm and fragrant nephrite and hurried back with a body full of fragrance, the [-]-year-old Empress Fucha Already passed away.

Qianlong was both guilty and sad. He had given the Fucha family his true feelings, and he couldn't help but feel sad and wept bitterly.He led the eastern patrol troops back to the capital day and night, held a very grand funeral for the queen, and kept Changchun.The original furnishings of Queen Gong Fucha's residence, all the dowries and clothes she used, were all placed as they were, and the Dongzhu Crown and Dongzhu Chaozhu used in her lifetime were enshrined, and all subjects in the world were ordered to be the mother of the country. So I went to mourn and wrote the sacrificial oration myself.

The mourning hall is located in Changchun.In the main hall of the palace, the concubines and the princes and princesses were crying loudly.

Yongjue knelt beside Yongxuan, lowered his head, sobbed, raised his sleeves to wipe away tears from time to time, and Hajilan smeared a lot of ginger juice on it, and it turned into rabbit's eyes when he touched it lightly. He rushed out, crying and looking around.

At this time, Changchun.How many people in the palace are really sad for Empress Fucha's death?

Probably only He Jing was left. Yong Huang and Yong Zhang looked absent-minded, while Yong Xun cried honestly with his head down, but unfortunately there were no tears at all. Several young elder brothers, such as six-year-old Yongrong and three-year-old Yongxuan, are ignorant and do not know what to do. After a while, they can't kneel down and move around.

The concubines on the opposite side also have their own thoughts, some cry very well, such as the childless and unfavored concubine Xian, the honest concubine Yu and the concubine Yi; Pure noble concubine, even though she was crying, she couldn't hide the pride in her eyes, so did Concubine Jia, who gave birth to two elder brothers and carried one in her stomach, her eyes were full of joy, and concubine Shu, who was still young and not good enough in acting, hooked her handkerchief Yong Jue saw the corner of his mouth from the opposite side...

Of course, what attracted the most attention was the concubine Wei, who was dressed in a white flag, crying out of grief, with no trace of blood on her little face, and kept yelling that the servant girl will go with the master and serve you in the next life. , This situation seemed extremely pitiful at the moment Qianlong walked in. She staggered up and half lay in front of the coffin, with tears streaming down her face, her whole body limp from crying.

When she came out so suddenly, she immediately stunned the princes next to her. Yongxie was lying on her back and crying without raising her head, but her voice paused. After rubbing against each other, tears flowed down, Yonghuang and Yongzhang were just howling, but when concubine Ling made such a move, both of them were stunned.

When Qianlong came in, he saw the concubine Ling who was crying uncontrollably at the first sight, and then turned his eyes to the princes. The only poor elder brother who didn't cry hard at this time was in bad luck. He unfortunately suffered from his father's pain. The grief of losing a beloved wife.

Yonghuang and Yongzhang were scolded by Qianlong for being disrespectful to their aunt, for being hypocritical, for being unfaithful and unfilial, and they scolded them harshly and without money.

Being reprimanded by the emperor for being unfaithful and unfilial, what future could her poor son have in this life?

When Qianlong finished his anger, he flicked his sleeves and left, leaving behind two ten-year-old teenagers with pale faces and crumbling faces. The eyes of the palace people changed when they looked at them.

Yong Jue shook his head, sighed inaudibly, let alone Yong Zhang who is 14 years old, Yong Huang is already twenty this year, how could he be calculated so easily?This doesn't look like a prince who grew up in the palace at all!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help thanking Hajilan for his care. If it weren't for the ginger juice, he might not be able to cry because his memory has never been loved by the Fucha family.

I sincerely comforted He Jing for a while, and then Yong Jue went back to Elder Brother’s house. The next 27 months of filial piety are still waiting for him to perform well. With the lessons learned from Yong Huang Yong Zhang, I am afraid that he must do his best. ah!

As for the number of waves and fishes in the [-]-foot-deep pool in the harem, it’s none of his business ╮(╯_╰)╭The author has something to say:

Empress Fucha is receiving the bento, and Empress Nala is coming up soon