[comprehensive] superior skills

The next day, Qianqing Palace

Under the upright plaque, Sibeile Yinzhen had knelt down for an hour.

As soon as the court came down, the guards of the palace brought the sage's oral order, asking Sibeile Yinzhen to come up to serve the pen and ink immediately, and when they arrived at the Qianqing Palace, another eunuch sent another message, saying that the sage was busy with government affairs and was not feeling well, so Sibeile would be waiting first. If I have free time, I will read a few volumes of Buddhist scriptures for the old man.

Where did Yinzhen dare to respond, he knelt down firmly on the ground with a "bang", kowtowed repeatedly and said, "The Emperor Ama has lost his servant, and the honor and disgrace of Yinzhen's flesh and blood and family all belong to the Holy One, and he dare not bear the burden if he dies." God!"

Later, two young eunuchs brought over a low table with several thin booklets stacked on top of it, the first one being "Book of Filial Piety".

Yinzhen swayed without a trace, took off the Buddhist beads on his wrist, closed his eyes and meditated.

He knew that the matter could not be concealed, so he simply put the red silk and the flower buds together in the study, and sure enough, the contents of the drawer disappeared that night, and the embarrassment he encountered now is no more than expected.

Now I can only hope that the sage still has a little pity for his son in his heart, so as to preserve Honghui for the future.

Yinzhen recited the Buddhist scriptures silently until he had recited all the booklets on the low table before waiting for the eunuch Wei Zhu who came to the South Study Room.

Wei Zhu hit Qian'er first when they met, "I have seen the fourth elder brother. Long live Lord has just finished approving the papers and is waiting for you to go."

Yinzhen struggled to stand up, secretly squeezed his stiff and numb legs, "Thank you, Father."

There was no words all the way, until Wei Zhu personally opened the curtain and bent down to enter the door, Sibeile hurried a few steps and knelt in front of the emperor, and kowtowed loudly: "My son Yinzhen has met Huang Ama, my emperor lives forever! age!"

Emperor Kangxi threw down the imperial pen and said without raising his head, "Long live? I've heard so much about Long live that I almost believed it!"

Yinzhen pressed his forehead against the floor tiles, and prostrated himself on the ground, "Huang Ama is ordered by the heavens, and has the protection of the emperor's heaven!"

Emperor Kangxi walked down the imperial steps slowly, stood in front of Yinzhen with his hands behind his back, looked him up and down from head to toe, and then patted him on the shoulder shortly, and sighed: "The fairy caresses my head, and my hair is tied for longevity. Fourth child, you have raised a good son, I am not as good as you!"

"Emperor Ama!"

In the hot weather, Yinzhen was startled into a cold sweat. He hugged Emperor Kangxi's shoe and begged again and again: "Imperial Amarong! Yinzhen didn't intend to deceive, it's just that this matter happened strangely, and my son was afraid of making it public. Instead, he fell into the trick of the demon Bailian, so he secretly sent someone to investigate."

Seeing that Emperor Kangxi did not kick him away, Yinzhen stabilized his mind and continued: "Until Honghui was critically ill, he was the eldest son of my son, and he placed all the expectations of my son, how could I bear to watch helplessly?" He died? Simply treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor, whether it is good or bad depends on his life, no idea..."

"I didn't expect Hong Hui to be alive."

Emperor Kangxi said what he hadn't finished, turned around and sat back on the imperial couch, and waved to Yinzhen, "Get up, fourth child. Come and tell me how Honghui was saved."

Yinzhen raised his hand to wipe off the sweat from his forehead, got up and stood under Emperor Kangxi, and told the whole story in detail, not even the last sentence left by Song Ci.

Seeing that he did not hide anything, Emperor Kangxi's anger subsided a little, and when he thought of the few young sons who died in his early years, he could only regret that he had no destiny with treasures.

"Did Honghui heal after drinking the honey water in it?" Emperor Kangxi asked while picking up the withered flower buds.

"I guess it wasn't nectar. Afterwards, Erchen asked Honghui, and he said that he just felt a sweet coolness dripping into his heart in a daze, and he became sober."

"Okay, I get it."

Emperor Kangxi waved his hand to signal him to back down, "When Honghui recovers from his illness tomorrow, bring him in for me to take a look at. He is young, so there is no harm in raising him for a longer period of time."

"Yes, my son thanked Emperor Amalong!"

Yinzhen kowtowed hard, he knew that with Emperor Kangxi's words, Hong Hui's little life, which he managed to retrieve with great difficulty, was saved.

After Si Bei Le withdrew, only the personal eunuch Wei Zhu was left in the study, and Emperor Kangxi calmly threw the flower buds into the tea bowl, "Have you found out everything?"

"Yes, all the people sent by the slaves have returned."

Wei Zhu took a step forward, and said softly, "In addition to the fourth elder brother's mansion, Wang Shi, the daughter-in-law of the first-class general Jia She in the Rongguo mansion, also got the same piece of silk."

"Jia Amnesty?"

Emperor Kangxi clasped the tea bowl, raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it Jia She, the eldest son of Duke Rong Jia Daishan who was pushed out by his second younger brother until he never lived in the main courtyard, and who is still incapable of writing or martial arts?"

"The emperor's sage, it is this person."

Wei Zhu raised her hand and gestured, "The piece of silk from Rongfu has not been used yet, do you think it is..."

"joke!"

Emperor Kangxi closed his eyes with a sneer, and leaned his head on the couch, "I am the master of the world and rich all over the world, how can I not compare to a stable general?"

"The slave should die! The slave should die!"

Wei Zhu slapped himself again and again, "Slaves shouldn't judge a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain. The emperor is Ziwei Xing, so naturally he is not comparable to ordinary people like me!"

"You old thief, you are getting more and more cunning!"

Emperor Kangxi pointed at Wei Zhu with his index finger, and shook his head with a helpless smile, "Let people guard the Rongfu. If someone who rescues Honghui appears, he must find a way to stop him or track him down to the end."

Wei Zhu hurriedly took orders, paused for a moment and said, "I still have something to report. There is a girl from the Rong Mansion who has stayed in the palace for nearly ten years."

"Or Jia She's daughter?"

"This girl is the eldest daughter of the second master of the Rong Mansion. She was born on the first day of the Lunar New Year. She had previously applied for a small election to serve in front of Concubine Zhen. She also has a younger brother who is said to be born with jade." Wei Zhu's voice became louder. The lower the voice, the less he dared to raise his head in the end.

"Born with jade? What a fortune!"

There was a chill in Emperor Kangxi's eyes, "Is it possible that all the auspicious faces in this world are taken by Jia? Tonight, it is said that Concubine Zhen will be in bed. What a man looks like."

After sending away Wei Zhu, who was standing in front of him, Emperor Kangxi picked up the tea bowl, lifted the lid and looked at the delicate flower bud that had regained its vitality.

Since ancient times, the emperors of all dynasties have loved to seek immortality and ask questions, and Emperor Kangxi was not exempt from it. What's more, he has reached the age of knowing his destiny, and he often feels that his energy is not as good as before when he is overworked.

The young and strong sons are busy grabbing errands and taking credit, and some of them are sincerely filial. Even the prince who was raised by himself has gradually begun to renounce.

Up to now, apart from the throne of kingship firmly in his hands, there is only the desire for eternal life.

"I, I'm really alone!"

Emperor Kangxi raised his head and swallowed the tea in the cup, and the golden flower buds flowed down his throat into his stomach, which instantly soothed the tiredness all over his body, and even his eyes, which were tired of writing papers all year round, became clear immediately.

After doing a few stretches at random, Emperor Kangxi confirmed that his body was indeed full of strength, as if he was ten years younger.

He picked up a dagger and threw it forward fiercely, and the sharp blade immediately sank into the wall with fierce force.

Touching the rough scratches on the smooth wall, Emperor Kangxi wished he could scream up to the sky!

Satisfied, he seemed to have returned to the moment when he joined forces with a few boys to subdue Oboi, and he was still the invincible young emperor back then.

"Longevity! There really is a way of longevity in this world!"

At this time, Emperor Kangxi was full of ambition, and determined to find the immortal with all his might.

Song Ci, who didn't know that he was missed by the emperor, was hiding in Jia's house to watch a big show.

Suddenly hearing that his uncle had fallen from a second-rank official in an important place in the south of the Yangtze River to a third-rank servant of the Ministry of Rites, Shi Taijun almost didn't go over.

With great difficulty, he hurriedly asked the servant of the Lin family who had come all the way from Yangzhou to report the news. When he learned that his son-in-law was not healthy and might suffer from illness in the future, Shi Taijun immediately cried with his arms around the poor Yu'er.

Everyone knows that the distance from the inspector of salt to the Minister of Rites is comparable to the length of the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal.

The elder of the family is not up to the mark, he only knows to hang out with the maids all day long; the second elder has a good character, but he is not appreciated by the peak.In the entire mansion, there is not a single important man in the court, and it is all thanks to the historians and the son-in-law of the Lin family that people look up to him.

Now that his arm has been broken, how should he entrust Baoyu with his future?

The more Shi Taijun thought about it, the more sad he was, holding the two Yu'er in his arms, crying worse than when his granddaughter came to defect, and the wife and grandma at home also cried.

A group of old and young women and children cried until it was time to light the lamps, and the maids hurried up with copper basins to wait for the master to clean his face and change his clothes.

After her mood calmed down, Mother Jia said to the servant girl of the Lin family: "Your master hurt his leg, and there is no one to serve him properly, and he is going to Beijing again, and he is afraid that people will mess up. Why don't you leave Yu'er and wait for him to personally attend to you?" Come and get it, can I stop it?"

The servant girl of the Lin family quickly apologized and said with a smile: "What the old lady said is that our slaves also persuaded me to come, but the master has suffered life and death disasters and missed the girl even more, so he thought of sending someone to Beijing to pick up the girl while cleaning up the house. return."

Lin Daiyu started to cry again after hearing this, but because of her filial piety, she couldn't ask for resignation, so she could only cover her mouth with a handkerchief, for fear of crying.

Jia Baoyu was anxiously scratching his ears and cheeks at the side. He usually couldn't see these things, so he helped to persuade her: "The ancestor loves my sister, so naturally he is reluctant to let her suffer, but the crow has the kindness to repay her. Uncle Lin is ill. We are human beings. If children are indifferent, wouldn't they be inferior to birds and beasts?"

"Baoyu!"

Mrs. Wang stopped him, "Your sister Lin's affairs are arranged by the old lady, and no matter how bad the family is, the master is in charge, so it's your turn to talk nonsense!"

"Children, every family, what do you say he does?"

Mother Jia hurriedly protected her precious grandson who was being scolded, and said to the female relatives in the mansion: "Usually, you all say that I prefer Baoyu, but look at this child's pure heart. If I don't love him, who should I love?"

Li Wan, who was seated at the bottom, pulled his handkerchief and bowed his head in silence. Only Wang Xifeng laughed and said, "Why don't we say it's a piece of precious jade? It's just because of our hard life. We have been reincarnated into mortal bodies. We can only repair it a few hundred times." In the next year, come to the ancestors to please me again!"

As soon as these words came out, even Mrs. Wang couldn't hold back her laughter, and Mother Jia couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, pointing at her and said, "What a phoenix hot pepper, you really have a sharp mouth!"

Seeing everyone laughing, Jia Baoyu took the opportunity to wink at Sister Lin, "Since the ancestor loves me, why didn't you let me go home with Sister Lin? It is said that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. It can not only fulfill Uncle Lin's dream, let him reunite with his sister, father and daughter, but also increase his knowledge along the way, it is a good thing that has the best of both worlds!"

"Grandmother..." Lin Daiyu also stood up and begged expectantly.

Jia Mu took the hands of the two Yu'er respectively, and said slowly: "If I stop again, I'm afraid you will blame me for being cruel."

"old lady!"

Seeing Jiamu let go, Mrs. Wang stood up quickly and replied, "It's not to hinder my niece, but Baoyu has never traveled far, and he is weak. If he gets sick again, wouldn't it be a good intention to do something bad."

Since Jia's mother spoke, she would not allow anyone to go against her will, and she agreed with Baoyu to go out, most likely because of Lin Ruhai's connections.

"Let Lian'er go with their brothers and sisters. With him taking care of the daily life, there is nothing to worry about. It's just delaying girl Feng."

Jia Mu turned her head and said to the big maid who was waiting on the side: "Yuanyang, bring her the winter melon bottle of Bainiaochaofeng from my private treasury to reward her, and a paired pomegranate bottle for boys, all of which will be delivered to your second grandmother's house." go!"

Wang Xifeng thanked the reward with a smile, followed the old lady's wishes and praised the two Yu'er rounds, and set the time to go out while talking and laughing.

Seeing that the matter could not be changed, Mrs. Wang held the Buddhist beads and thought to herself that she would send two steady maids to take care of her son.

The servant woman of the Lin family, who was isolated on the side, saw that there were only relatives in the room, but her eldest daughter was crying because of the master, and secretly curled her lips in anger.

Can't take it anymore?

In the future, when the master marries a new wife and gives birth to a series of older sons, let's see how you will act as demons in the name of your first wife's natal family.

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: I heard that someone not only drank the saliva of his grandson, but also insisted on swallowing a hot water bottle in order to live a long life. What a crazy thing this is!

Emperor Kangxi: Imperial bodyguard, get this monster out for me!