Yongzheng period

This death, perhaps out of compensation, the emperor decreed that Wu Ya's outstanding children should be selected as the seventh elder brother's attendant.

Because of the national mourning, the New Year's Day is also less festive.The snow-covered red plum blossoms on both sides of the palace road of Compassion Ning Palace are in full bloom, shining brightly, making the main hall even more desolate and lonely with closed doors and windows.

At the end of February, the emperor conferred the posthumous concubine Ma Jia's concubine Xi as "concubine Xi" and buried her in the concubine's garden in the Tailing Mausoleum; the elder brother named her "Hongjing" and was raised by his concubine, who shared the position of concubine.

Elder Brother Ten is congenitally deficient, thin and small, and needs supplements every day before he grows up.The nursing mother drank the medicine soup, but the milk fed to the little elder brother was bitter, and every time he spit up the milk, Xiao Shi cried weakly, his cheeks were flushed, and the crying was also disturbingly weak.

In a few days, Yingchun became thin and became a weak Liu Fufeng.

Now that the Empress Dowager had passed away, Concubine Jin's confinement was of course nothing to do with it, but Concubine Xi's pregnancy had something to do with the pets she kept in the palace after all, and she couldn't escape the cause, and felt guilty.Simply Xingjun wrote the Lotus Sutra a hundred times to offer to Concubine Xi, and personally selected the Guanyin jade pendant to send to the Yongshou Palace where Yingchun is located. In the evening, he went to the Qianqing Palace to ask for an audience.

The warm pavilion of Qianqing Palace is full of fire, and the lights outside the palace are picturesque. The room is still full of heavy atmosphere, only the sweet fragrance of early spring melons and fruits dyes a touch of lightness of spring. In the center of the room hangs a poem written by Mao Peng——

The lotus dripped in one year, and Bijing Tusu Chen frozen wine.

Xiao Han is still deceiving, and spring is slender and willow first.

The beautiful lady urges Qian Changshou again, and the cypress leaf pepper flower has a fancy sleeve.

There is little acquaintance in the depths of the drunk town, but only old with Dongjun.

It is the poems in Yuanri (Yulouchun), but the handwriting is slender and beautiful, and it seems to be written by a woman.Concubine Jin and Daiyu are very close, they have seen the queen's scrolls and calligraphy many times, and recognized the queen's handwriting, so she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Yongzheng sat solemnly on the throne, the book case was full of memorials spread out, and he held the Xuan pen firmly in his hand.He raised his eyes and looked at her fixedly, with his usual calmness on his face, as if he had already understood her reason for coming.

Concubine Jin hesitated for a moment, "The concubine Xi's sister had a difficult delivery that day, I still feel it is too strange." She said sincerely, "The concubine dares to guarantee the life of the whole Yi family. It will harm Concubine Xi for dystocia. Therefore, the concubine hopes that the emperor will strictly examine the matter, and repay the grievances of concubine Xi, and give Concubine Xi peace."

Yongzheng said, "Since I have relieved your confinement, I naturally believe that you are innocent. Where did the theory of grievance come from? As for the concubine Xi's dystocia, it often happens that evil animals go crazy. It is impossible to prevent it, and it is not your fault. I heard that you heard about the funeral of Concubine Xi during your confinement, so you copied the scriptures and made offerings to them from time to time, so you have a heart."

Concubine Jin naturally didn't know that the Queen Mother was involved in the shady scene behind it, so she still insisted, "Then what about the maid who the Empress ordered the guards of the Compassionate Ning Palace to take into custody that day?"

"Dead." Yongzheng was indifferent.

Concubine Jin was stunned when she heard the words, she was not stupid, and immediately realized that there was a darker shady hidden behind this.Thinking about it, Concubine Xi and the Empress are friends of the president, so why wouldn't the Empress thoroughly investigate the cause of Concubine Xi's death and allow her to comment here.

Thinking of the empress dowager who passed away for no reason and the sudden or unexpected epidemic in the palace, Concubine Jin couldn't help being startled, and shut her mouth wisely.

There was no sound of people in the hall for a while, only the sound of "ding dong" falling on the lotus copper plate, and the lingering sound lingered.The emperor was rummaging for something in the pile of books on the desk, the crisp paper made a unique rustling sound when it touched the soft fabric.

"Concubine Jin, why don't you take a look at this painting?" Yongzheng suddenly called her to come forward, pointing to a picture of a snow scene leaning on a plum for her to admire.

On the four sides of the painting are red plum blossoms in full bloom, and in the center is a concubine wearing a satin cloak Yanyan Yanyan;

Concubine Jin was as careful as a hair, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty Guan is really a person who is smudged with the fragrance of ink and scrolls, intelligent and decent."

She thought to herself, the nobleman in Wan found out the prescription to cure the epidemic, and it was the time when he was well-fed and happy, didn't it correspond to the poems in this picture scroll?When Mrs. Zhen was imprisoned by the Taiye Pool, everyone said she would not be able to turn over. Now it can be seen that the world is still impermanent and people's hearts are changeable.

However, Yongzheng seemed a little displeased, and said coldly, "Too flattering her." After saying this, he threw the scroll in his hand aside, and didn't care if it was stained with ink.And seemingly casually said, "When it comes to talent, naturally no one can surpass the Queen, and Guiren Shen is also from a scholarly family."

Concubine Jin didn't understand what she meant, and followed the emperor's words, "Shen Guiren is gentle and virtuous, dignified and generous, and treats people with a calm attitude. I heard that she loves chrysanthemums, and my concubines have found her character to be firm and resolute. The artistic conception of the chrysanthemum."

The emperor seemed to be even more unhappy when he heard the words, his brows were furrowed together, and he said in displeasure, "Ms. Shen is far from Yi An's generation, no matter how much she praises her title, she can't bear it."

Concubine Jin said softly, "It's the concubine who made a slip of the tongue." After finishing speaking, she lowered her head peacefully and said nothing more.

Yongzheng picked up the tea cup that was put aside, lowered his eyes, and subconsciously stroked the rim of the cup.After much deliberation, a decision was made, and when she glanced at Concubine Jin again, her tone was obviously dispirited, "Forget it, just step back."

Concubine Jin is the only one who should be.

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The heavy snow has been falling sparsely, and at the beginning of March, the empress has always looked gloomy, reluctantly managing the palace affairs.Yongzheng ordered Concubine Jing and Concubine Jin to assist, but Concubine Duan was skipped because Concubine Duan was seriously ill due to fright and disorder.

After Concubine Duan fell ill, even Concubine Qian was not well. She had a high fever and was drowsy all day long. To everyone's surprise, Yongzheng handed the eighth elder brother over to Mrs. Lin to take care of her for the time being.Knowing the will of the six palaces, Mausoleum itself was quite surprised, not only that, but also caused many disturbances.

The nobleman Fucha himself had the best family background, and Xia Chang was provoking from the side, but it was just some acid words; even though Shen Meizhuang felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he still kept his ears shut and was an outsider watching the fire from the other side.

Zhen Huan was troubled because of this matter, although none of the beautiful women who entered the palace this year had ever blossomed and bear fruit, now seeing Anling Rong Desheng handpicked to take care of her elder brother, she felt a puff of breath in her heart, and she was about to Steal this limelight.What's more, as far as concubines are concerned, it is more secure to have children after all.Zhen Huan then went to find Wen Shichu's prescription for improving pregnancy, and secretly took care of her body.

The hills overlap and the golden light fades away, the clouds on the temples are about to burn the snow on the cheeks, and it is almost dusk.

People from the Taiyuan Hospital carefully inspected the rooms of Kunning Palace, and after confirming that they were safe, Dai Yufang brought people back to Kunning Palace again.

Candles were already hanging high in the main hall of Kunning Palace, and the earth dragon was burning vigorously, as warm as spring.Daiyu was leaning on the imperial concubine's couch with her cloak on, half-closed her eyes and was looking through the account books presented by Concubine Jing.The crow's hair is only pulled up casually, combed obliquely behind the ears, there are no pearls and hairpins on the sideburns, and a string of twisted silver bracelets on one hand, jingling.The skin is rosy and the expression is lazy.

Because the master has recently lost his appetite and his taste has changed, Zicuckoo usually prepares various refreshments after meals. Today is a plate of emerald jade bean cake and stomach-warming milk tea.

Zijuan said, "My master is not feeling well, I'd better invite the imperial physician to have a look."

Daiyu looked sleepy, "I'm just pretending to have something in my heart. I need heart medicine for my heart disease. Even if the imperial doctor comes, it's useless."

Seeing her insistence, Zijuan stopped persuading her, and said quite cheerfully, "I heard from the Ministry of Internal Affairs that the noble concubine fell ill because of a nightmare. It can be seen that she has done a lot of bad things on weekdays. This is the reward of the world."

The speaker had no intention of listening, and Daiyu secretly thought that the illnesses of Concubine Duan and Concubine Qian might not be that simple.Not to mention that the noble concubine has been dissatisfied with her concubine for a long time, the noble concubine Duan is no longer an ignorant girl who is new to the court, so how can she be frightened by a nightmare?But if someone induces palpitations with drugs, Concubine Duan Gui originally had ghosts in her heart, and no matter how sleepless she is every night, it will be a matter of time before her body is dragged down.

Daiyu's eyebrows twitched slightly, and a deep sigh escaped her lips and teeth. The emperor never told her the reason for his ruthless measures to remove the noble concubine, but she thought about all kinds of doubts and had some guesses.

A few clumps of Xiangzhu outside were covered with snow on the tops of the bamboos, the sound of snow melting made a ticking sound, and the wet soil on the ground turned over with tides, making it extremely muddy.Just like the calculations of the palace, the hearts of the people,

Concubine Duan dared to plot to humiliate her young daughter, she deserves to be paid in blood.

Zijuan held a needle and thread in her hand, and said with emotion, "The imperial concubine is very ill, and the hospital has no choice but to just keep quiet, saying that the four beauties are pure filial piety, praying for the imperial concubine's vegetarian diet all day long, and even posting lists among the people to visit What about famous doctors?"

The errands of water conservancy were done beautifully. Hongshi was promoted to Baylor and Hongli was also granted the title of Beizi. It’s just that the fourth elder brother was showing off the limelight, but the emperor wanted to treat everyone equally. The ministers who praised their achievements were all scolded imminent.

Daiyu put down the account book in her hand, just held it, turned around and sniffed the plum blossoms in the glass bottle carefully, and said in a neutral way, "I have never had the heart to meddle in other people's business, the noble concubine is the noble master after all, Do not lie."

Zijuan said, "Your maidservant knows the importance, and some words are just to make the master happy. There is another incident in the palace recently. The fifth elder brother is always not serious. I heard that he went to ask the emperor himself, and clamored to kill the emperor. Five-sided Fujin accepted as the first-line Fujin—this is contrary to the intention of Concubine Yu, and the mother and son quarreled in front of the emperor!"

Daiyu raised her crescent eyebrows lightly when she heard the words, and said displeasedly, "Lao Wu and Concubine Yu are still arguing in front of the emperor before the national mourning period is over, it's outrageous."

The corners of Zijuan's mouth raised, a bit mocking, "Concubine Yu has always been concerned about what the concubine wants, but she only sees what the fifth elder brother thinks, but she doesn't want to. What's more, the concubine is sick now, and she doesn't know what will happen next, and the concubine Yu is also It must have been too impatient."

"She is so pitiful to the world's parents," Daiyu sighed, "Even if the sons and grandsons of the dragon are not all princes, the three elders of the emperor