Author: Mei Xinyuan

Cining Palace was still brightly lit until late at night, which had not happened in the past ten years.

Usually, this means either great joy or great sadness.

Aunt Sumala suppressed her anger and asked Sai Lun to watch the Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang closely, while she inquired about the news outside and took charge of the overall situation.

Folks say, seventy-three or eighty-four, the King of Hell will not ask you to go.

The master is seventy-three years old, and everyone in the palace is taking good care of him, lest something goes wrong.

The Tong family has gone too far this time.

"Aunt Su Mo'er, the Empress Dowager is calling you!"

Sai Lun quickly walked out of the quiet room at the back of the main hall and greeted Aunt Sumala.

"I'll take over for a while. The master doesn't look well. Auntie, go and try to persuade him."

After hearing this, Aunt Sumala hurried in.

In the quiet room, the sandalwood was heavily burned, but the bitter smell of the pills had not yet dissipated.

Xiaozhuang has no beads at all. He leans lightly on the agarwood kang table and feels a little uneasy breathing.

Is it possible that I am really too old to grasp such a simple game?

I thought that what happened in Nanyuan today would be in the palm of my hand.

She had already laid a few people in the garden in ambush, and she would never let Si Gege lose a hair.

Concubine Rong, through her husband Gai Shan, paid a lot of money to become a distant relative of her mother's family, the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and wanted to plot against Si Gege. Xiaozhuang knew it;

Prince Du Leng sent someone to visit the Tong family, wanting to see Si Gege's appearance in advance, and she also knew that;

Prince Gong made his own decision temporarily and led people into Nanyuan. Although he did not ask for an order, he was relieved.

This is how it should be done. Guests coming from afar just want to visit the garden, it is not a big deal.

But it happened that he got caught up in such trivial details, accidentally saving Si Gege, and messed up the matter.

He almost hit upon Guo Guiren's child.

Seeing Aunt Suma come in, Xiaozhuang hurriedly asked questions.

"The eldest princess has returned to Prince Gong's Mansion, but there is still no news?"

"That's right. Logically speaking, it's going to be soon. I think it's a very important matter, so Prince Gong has to carefully consider every word."

"Have you ever cried?"

They have been together for fifty or sixty years, and Xiaozhuang can see every change in the maid who is accompanying her.

"Slave deserves to die."

Xiaozhuang felt guilty in his heart, but he still insisted on it.

"Don't forget that a loving mother always loses her son. What's wrong with this? When she gets married and opens a mansion, she will have to take care of an entire tribe. Wouldn't it be a good idea to be tempered? How is Si Gege now?"

"She's awake. She's dazed. She doesn't smile or talk. She asks questions and answers. She says it's a nightmare she's had often before. The young man on the battlefield, covered in blood, calls her back. My slave guesses..."

Aunt Sumala didn't dare to say her name, so she only held out five fingers.

This is what Xiaozhuang's love knows, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Isn’t it Wu Yingxiong, the executed husband of Princess Jianning?

The almost burned out palace lantern gradually dimmed.

Aunt Sumala chatted and put on a new candle, not daring to look into her master's tearful eyes.

"To be honest, Si Gege's appearance is very similar to that of Princess Jianning. How about we do some rituals?"

"The deep hatred of confiscating the family and exterminating the descendants, I'm afraid ordinary mages can't do it. Why was the eldest princess brought to block the evil? Why did Xuan Ye's children never grow up in the past few years? It only stopped for a year or two."

Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

Sai Lun finally brought the news that Xiaozhuang had been waiting for.

"Master, the eldest princess is back."

The eldest princess, who is fourteen years old this year, is tall and graceful, and moves and retreats well. She is wearing a pine green peacock wool cloak, holding a white wax pill in her bare hands, and bows down to pay homage to Xiaozhuang.

"Good luck to the Queen Mother."

"Good boy, I really appreciate you. This is such a big deal that I can't trust others. Go and have a rest!"

The eldest princess had been warned by her biological father, Prince Gong, that the secret inside the wax pills was not a good thing, so she hurriedly bowed, handed over the things, and left immediately.

Xiaozhuang glanced at the secret message in the wax pill and handed it to Aunt Sumala to read.

It's not good for Si Gege, a kid who looks too outstanding.

The marriage between the county prince's family has not yet been settled, and there is also the Khan's family waiting for marriage proposals.

It seems that it will take a lot of trouble.

"Su Mo'er, how old is this child?"

"Nine years old."

"Oh, the age is quite suitable. But according to Mongolian customs, Si Gege has to get married when she is twelve or thirteen years old. The girl's body bones have not yet fully grown, so it is not good to give birth too early. But the man is already fifteen or sixteen years old, and his blood is

How can Fang Gang's daughter-in-law, who is as beautiful as a flower, be able to bear it when placed in a tent?"

"Yes, so from the beginning, the emperor was thinking about the second princess. She is two or three years older than the prince-in-law. Once she gets married, she will give birth to a great-grandson. This is not only a good sign, but also less suffering from Queen Hesheli's difficult childbirth.

bitter."

Speaking of Sony's granddaughter, Xiaozhuang felt sad again.

The women in the palace sacrificed the greatest happiness in their lives for the sake of the stability of the dynasty.

"If she were still here, I would be able to enjoy a few years of happiness. The imperial concubine is too petty and has the same background as her aunt. I have long said that you cannot promote a slave to this extent. It will make Mongolia and the Eight Banners unhappy.

The imperial concubine is the biological daughter of Yi Bilong and the biological sister of Queen Niu Gulu, but she is inferior to her and is not decent. Xuan Ye was coaxed by his uncle and wanted to promote the Tong family, so I can't force myself to interfere."

"Master, if not, let's leave it alone. Si Gege has a bright future in the future. Although it is a little far away, this is a real high-marry. There is no such noble and suitable family in the whole prairie. The rest is left to the imperial concubine.

You and Concubine Rong can fight each other like dogs and let them go as they please."

Xiaozhuang has been in charge of royal marriages all his life, but he is actually tired.

She slowly stretched out three fingers.

"I only have so much life left."

"Master, you will live forever..."

"Don't talk nonsense. Who can live forever from ancient times to the present? Isn't that a fairy? Only you know best how your body is. I have raised so many girls around me. Han Chinese, Manchus, biological ones, brought here

.I dressed them up and taught them, but in the end, I sacrificed these good girls. I have done so many evil things and they must be repaid."

"Empress Dowager, please don't blame yourself too much. Isn't it all a last resort?"

"This child Gongqi, I'm afraid I'm going to give the white-haired one to the black-haired one."

Xiaozhuang reached the end of his life and finally mustered up the courage to face his mistakes.

"My only granddaughter, Fulin is just such a daughter, eldest sister Xuan Ye. I have held her in my hands and raised her for fifteen years. Just to defeat Obai, she married Nerdu and then suffered innocent consequences.

I am implicated, and I am suffering all alone in Shengjing. I am afraid that I will not be able to survive this winter if the Taiyuan Hospital comes to report."

"Yes, she has often been sick since she was a child, and there are no good doctors in Shengjing."

"Su Mo'er, I, I have dedicated my life for Mongolia, the Qing Dynasty, and three generations of emperors. Can't I follow my own heart, even just once, and be worthy of my conscience?"

Xiaozhuang drank up the ginseng soup in his hand and threw away the porcelain cup.

"That's all. I can't close my eyes unless the marriage arrangements for these last few girls are properly arranged. No matter how hard I try to make the emperor unhappy, I still have to marry them to good families!"
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