"Story of Yanxi Palace" White Moonlight

"Story of Yanxi Palace" White Moonlight

34&Yong Cong

The plum blossoms are exhausted in the cold snow, and the willows return in the spring breeze.

Yong Lian rubbed his hands and wandered back and forth outside the main hall of the Changchun Palace, listening to the mother-in-law's cry in the hall, both distressed and looking forward to it.

The eyeballs of Xiao Luzi next to him followed the movements of the master, and finally sighed and walked to the side of the second elder brother to comfort him: "Master, don't worry, the empress and the emperor's heir will be safe and sound."

Yong Lian gave him a squinting look, "Emiang is safe and happy, so it's up to you to tell me."

Xiao Luzi slapped himself in the face, and replied with a smile: "The master is right, the slave is confused."

"Where's Huang Ama? Have you gone to invite me?" Yong Lian raised his hand and shook it, then asked Xiao Luzi, quite the thoughtful style of an adult.

"Sister Fei Cui has already left." Xiao Luzi lowered his hands, extremely respectful.

Just as Yong Lian nodded, he saw Mingyu who was beside Eniang come out with a smile on his face, and said to him, "Congratulations, Second Elder Brother, Empress Empress gave you a new younger brother."

The second elder brother was a little disappointed with the congratulations, pursed his lips slightly, and comforted himself: "My brother is also good, but I always look forward to being a younger sister."

Mingyu chuckled, and then said in a teasing tone: "Do you still have few princesses and sisters in Nansan Institute?"

"After all, I'm not an Erniang, how can I have the tenderness and beauty of my mother?" Yong Lian shook his head and walked into the hall, intending to see the younger brother who came to win Erniang's favor.

Holding his crumpled younger brother in his arms, Yong Lian looked at his biological younger brother with disgust.Squeezing his smooth face, Yong Lian cursed in his heart: What a boy, he was never entrusted to be a princess.

Yong Lian was hugging him, a black figure wrapped him from head to toe, looked up, it was the emperor Hongli.

Hongli smiled, and said to Yonglian: "Show me Brother Qi."

Yonglian handed it to Hongli carefully, and Hongli hugged the little and soft seventh brother, recalling the past, "They are all brothers from the same mother, and the seventh brother is exactly the same as you when you were young."

"What Huang Ama said is very true." Yong Lian sniffed, but underneath he was frowning.

He is so handsome and handsome, how could he be like this little monkey when he was young.

Hongli was swinging leisurely with the seventh elder brother in his arms, with a long-lost fatherly look on his face.Yong Lian stood beside him, tugged at the hem of his brother's crumpled clothes just now and asked, "What name did Ama give my brother?"

"King Yongcong, Yonglian, your name was chosen by the imperial examination. Lian is a heavy weapon in the ancestral temple. I and your younger brother named Cong." Hongli was full of ambition.

Since the founding of the Qing Dynasty, there has been no one who was born as a legitimate son?} Chengzong Temple, and now he has two legitimate sons.The eldest son is smart, precious and extraordinary, and the second son was born on the day of Buddha's birthday. After a long drought, there will be abundant rain, and he is an auspicious son.

"Yong Cong," Yong Lian pursed his lips slightly, his elder brother's concerned eyes cast on the swaddling baby.

"Let me go and see your mother-in-law," Hongli held Yongcong in his arms, said to Yonglian, and slowly walked into the inner hall.

The royal father and son walked into the hall, and the sleeping hall was still lingering with a faint smell of blood.Rongyin was still asleep, with a Shu embroidered forehead tied on her forehead, and Yingluo was guarding her by the bedside.

Yong Lian rushed to the bed and held Er Niang's hand, calling softly, "E Niang"

"Second elder brother, the empress is resting." Yingluo reminded in a low voice, her tone a little displeased.

"Oh," Yong Lian usually sees that Er Niang loves this elder sister Yingluo the most, and knows that she is the one who protects Er Niang the most, so he obediently agrees.

Hongli frowned, very dissatisfied.

Even a slave dares to dictate to my brother-in-law!

But suppressing that Yu Rongyin was still asleep, he didn't say much.

After Hongli and Yonglian guarded Rongyin for about half an hour, Rongyin woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Yonglian, Yingluo and Hongli in front of him.

"Lian'er, Yingluo, Your Majesty." Rongyin's consciousness was still a little fuzzy, and she called out one by one.

Hongli, who was the last in line, had a dark face, stepped forward and pushed Wei Yingluo and Yong Lian aside, revealing the baby in his arms.

"Look at our child, I named him Yong Cong." Hongli said to Rong Yin holding the sleeping Yong Cong.

"Yong Cong, I finally found you." With tears streaming from the corners of Rong Yin's eyes, she snatched the swaddle from Hong Li's hand and hugged her tightly in her arms, holding tightly to her lost and recovered treasure.

The three of them quietly waited for Rongyin to calm down, Yong Lian was at a loss what to do, he could only climb onto the bed and kneel halfway, and gently patted Erniang's shoulder with his small hands, like coaxing a child.

"Silang, Yong Cong is an excellent name." Rong Yin wiped away the tears with the corner of his sleeve, staring at Yong Cong.

"That's good, I thought you didn't like it." Hongli put his arms around Rongyin, he was an extremely warm husband and Ama.

Just at the time of tenderness, a court lady opened the curtain and came in to report, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Concubine Xian and Concubine Chun are here."

"My concubine, congratulations to the emperor for having another son, and congratulations to the empress for her son." Concubine Xian and Concubine Chun saluted together, Yingyu murmured.

"Get up," Hongli waved his hands casually, without even looking at the second concubine, he just said happily: "Come and see Yong Cong, my seventh elder brother."

"Yes," the two concubines nodded in unison, and lowered their heads to look at Seventh Elder Brother.

Yong Cong has already opened his eyes, but he is quiet and doesn't cry, he just rolls his black eyes that are exactly the same as Rong Yin Yong Lian's, and babbles his small mouth from time to time.

Concubine Chun carefully stretched out her hand that took off her armor, and touched Yong Cong's little face with her soft white fingers. Unexpectedly, with a flick of Yong Cong's face, she avoided Chun Concubine's touch.

Seeing this, Rong Yin held Yong Cong in his arms like a hen protecting its cubs, and said in a flat tone: "Concubine Xian and Concubine Chun should go back first, I am also tired."

After speaking, Rong Yin lowered his head to coax the child.

They were the culprits who caused Yong Cong's premature death, how could she put Yong Cong under their noses without any grievances in her heart.

After Concubine Xian and Concubine Chun left, Rong Yin kissed Yong Cong's forehead and swore: "Yong Cong, Er Niang will protect you and let you grow up safely."

Yong Cong giggled, as if to relieve Er Niang's depression.

*****

In a blink of an eye it was Yong Cong's first birthday ceremony, Rong Yin had already ordered people to prepare all kinds of supplies and put them on the long table, which was covered with a silk embroidered blanket.Supplies are placed on both sides of the long table, leaving a path in the middle.

Yong Cong, who was wearing the clothes with the reunion wishful pattern, was placed on the table. Yong Cong had already stood up and walked forward tremblingly, surrounded by a circle of nurses and maids.

Rong Yin shook the rattle on the other side, luring Yong Cong to go to the opposite side.Yong Cong sucked his fingers with his toothless mouth, looking at the dazzling array of things, his black eyes sparkled.

Yong Cong walked forward with his short legs, his grape-like eyes rolled around, looking at the complicated things on the left and right.From cold swords and swords to pearls and jade pendants, from paper, ink, pens and inkstones to piano, chess, bows and horses, they are all-encompassing and all-encompassing.

The eldest son of the imperial family of the Qing Dynasty, the descendants of Aixinjueluo, this noble blood, should be born with all the best things.

Yong Cong went from the beginning to the end, but he didn't choose what he was looking for. At the end, he opened his fleshy little hand to hold a small bow and arrow, and never let go.

Rong Yin smiled and hugged Yong Cong in his arms, "My Yong Cong, in the future, he will be Batulu of the Qing Dynasty, a great general who will fight everywhere."

Yong Cong seemed to understand Er Niang's words, holding the small bow and raising it triumphantly, a spring-like smile bloomed on his small face.

After hearing this, Hongli clapped his hands and praised, "You really deserve to be my son!"

Yong Lian grabbed a jade seal at the first birthday ceremony. Jade is a precious thing, so it naturally matches Yong Lian's status as a prince.The seal is the emperor's seal, which symbolizes Yonglian's destiny to inherit the great order.

Of the two sons, the elder is the emperor, ruling the world, and the second is the general, expanding the territory.

Thinking of this, a smug smile hung on the corner of Hongli's mouth.

Throughout the ages, there is no emperor like him.He will create a prosperous foundation, thousands of dynasties, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and more outstanding successors.