Author: Mei Xinyuan

Although he was reluctant, Haifeng had to admit that when Kangxi wanted to pretend to be a good father, he was quite human-like.

Kangxi not only read her large calligraphy, but also carefully marked the areas where the writing was not good enough with cinnabar, and made a schedule with her. Every ten days, someone from the Qianqing Palace would come to pick up the homework and send it to her along with the memorial. The Qingcheng Palace in Chengde was shown to him.

Now, Kangxi asked someone to take out the desks and the four treasures of the study that he had used in Dongnuan Pavilion, and personally taught her how to use the pen.

Because he was about to go to bed, he was wearing a moon-white solid gauze robe with no decoration at all. He only had a gold belt around his waist. He had the aura of a king, sharp eyebrows, and a dragon walking like a tiger. He looked like a domineering president. of.

Mother was quietly sitting on the couch embroidering a bright yellow purse.

The three of them getting together seemed a bit cozy at first glance.

Haifeng kept writing until his wrist was so sore that he couldn't lift it up, and then he put down the brush.

Kangxi did not continue to force it.

"Well, it's not a lot to write, so just accept it."

Liang Jiugong quickly stepped forward to make arrangements and carried Haifeng out.

The emperor's expression has become better now. It would be difficult if Guo Guiren was distracted from taking care of her if the Four Princesses got into trouble.

Haifeng behaved as usual, bowed obediently, and returned to his brother's place.

Along the way, she was pondering Kangxi's intentions.

In those pieces of calligraphy, in addition to some simple Tang poems and thousand-character prose, she also deliberately wrote a few names of Mongolian tribes.

It is said that there are forty-nine tribes, but in fact, there are only a few that have military strength and are close to the Qing royal family.

Horqin, Bahrain, Wengniute, Alxa...

And according to my mother, the emperor specially read Karaqin twice.

Haifeng was not familiar with this place. Her knowledge of history and geography reached its peak level in the college entrance examination, and then declined irreversibly.

If it weren't for Princess Wenzhuang's tragic marriage history, Haifeng wouldn't have had the chance to hear Aunt Sumala talk about this place.

After the death of Lin Dan Khan, Chahar surrendered to the Qing Dynasty.

His wives, concubines, and wealth were also divided among the Aixinjueluo family.

The imperial concubine of Huang Taiji's Linzhi Palace turned out to be the great fortune of Lin Dan Khan in Chahar. When Lin Dan Khan died, he left a posthumous son named Abnai to the imperial concubine.

In order to appease the Chahar tribe, Emperor Taizong married Princess Wenzhuang, the second daughter of the country's leader Fujin, to Ezhe, the eldest son of Lin Dan Khan. After Ezhe's death, Abnai also grew up, so he married according to Mongolian customs. His widowed sister-in-law, Princess Wenzhuang, who was ten years older than him, also became the consort, and then Prince Chahar. She also had two sons with Princess Wenzhuang.

Although Aunt Sumala refused to elaborate on what happened next, Haifeng could roughly guess it.

Abnai probably had the desire to break away from the Qing Dynasty and establish himself as king when Kangxi was young. However, Xiaozhuang or Kangxi found out about it, so they imprisoned him in Shengjing and put his eldest son Burni in charge of Chahar. Marry one of Prince Duanzhong's princesses to Burni to ensure the stability of Mongolia.

But this kind of gentleness didn't work for a few years. After the death of Princess Wenzhuang, Chahar saw that the Qing Dynasty was busy pacifying the three vassals, so he took advantage of the chaos and followed him to rebel. Although he didn't last a few days, he was wiped out.

Since then, Lin Dan Khan's heirs have been cut off, and the Qing government has begun to directly control Chahar.

It's easy to add icing on the cake, but it's difficult to provide help when it's time.

When Chahar rebelled, Prince Zashi of Duling County in Haraqin not only did not follow the rebellion, but also informed the Qing court.

No matter what motive Zashi had for helping Kangxi, Kangxi had to win over him hard so that the various Mongolian tribes understood that as long as they were willing to be loyal, he would not be stingy with rewards.

It was just a daughter, and he would definitely be willing to part with it. Marriage between Manchu and Mongolia was almost a common practice.

But Si Gege’s background is not as high as that of a county princess!

In the Qing Dynasty, the union between a man and a woman was not so much a marriage as a high-level strategic cooperation. A woman's happiness after marriage was basically determined by her height of birth.

Haifeng observed this from the imperial concubine.

She was a noble daughter of the Niu Hulu family. She was very cold to Kangxi. She was not bad at all in terms of etiquette, but she didn't say a word. However, Kangxi always treated her with kindness. She was the best in any reward except the imperial concubine.

Because she comes from a good background and is supported by the old nobles of the Eight Banners.

Not only was my mother born as a slave, her official position was barely considered middle-class, but she was also a concubine. The most terrible thing was that she was remarried as a widow.

Otherwise, she could be promoted to the concubine position just based on Kangxi's love.

It can be foreseen that my mother's status in the future, whether she is a concubine or has a title, will hit the ceiling.

As her daughter, Si Gege is not enough to look at.

The third princess is a little stronger than her, almost better than nothing.

To say that they are a good match, it would be the second princess born to Concubine Rong.

"Sigege, please get off the sedan. Brother is here."

Oops, I was so lost in thought that I didn't even notice the queue stopped.

She hurried out and returned to her residence with the help of her nanny.

"Hey, third sister, why are you waiting here!"

Haifeng could not understand at all why the third princess came to his place as a guest without any warning and waited in the yard without even entering the house.

The key to the palace gate is about to be released!

"Fourth sister, don't be angry. It's me. Seeing that you're not here, I don't think it's good to go in. Mothers, let me go."

Whether in modern times or in the Qing Dynasty, Haifeng is not very good at dealing with the third princess.

She is completely opposite to the second princess. Although she is only one year younger, she is quite a bit smaller in stature. She is timid and likes to lower her head, which makes her look even worse.

Actually, she has curved eyebrows, a round little face, and a tender pink face. She is very delicate and cute. If she can be a little confident and hold her head up, she may not be worse in appearance than the second princess.

From his own professional perspective, Haifeng knew that this was due to a lack of self-awareness in early childhood, and it would be difficult to change as an adult.

The maids served tea, and the third princess watched her sister drink it before she dared to drink it herself.

Hai Feng sighed and asked someone to divide half of the kidney bean cake that her mother had just rewarded and bring it to her.

"Oh, how delicious is Fourth Sister's food? No need!"

"Third sister, you're welcome. I didn't see you move your chopsticks at the table today."

My brother is very snobbish, and Haifeng knows it well.

The third princess will definitely not be able to make up for her lack of lunch today.

Haifeng was eating and thinking, this sister, couldn't she come to her to save herself?

That's worthy of admiration.

People can never starve to death by rules.

After eating and rinsing his mouth, Haifeng was thinking about how to send her away so that he could think more carefully about it for a while.

But the third princess had no intention of leaving at all.

The nuns probably saw something was wrong, so they asked everyone to leave, leaving only the two masters.

"Third sister, if you have anything important to say, please tell me. Is the head office now?"

The third princess suddenly turned red and hesitated for a long time before squeezing out a sentence through her teeth.

"Fourth sister, can you not go hunting in Mulan? I, I must marry into the royal family of Duling County."
Chapter completed!