Wumalu spent the night in pain in the side hall, and Kangxi spent the night in the inner hall of Qianqing Palace in fear.

After all, God is kind to me.

The Eastern Crow is about to emerge, and a little light breaks through the layers of clouds, shining brightly on the earth.

In 1678 AD, on October 30, the 17th year of Kangxi's reign, Umaru gave birth to the fourth son of the emperor, who was later named Yinzhen, the later Emperor Yongzheng.

Liang Jiugong came to report: "It's my elder brother."

Kangxi nodded and asked quickly: "Where is she? How is she?"

"Miss Wuya has already fallen asleep."

"That's good, that's good." Kangxi thought for a moment and then said, "She is weak, so let the imperial doctor take care of her at any time."

Liang Jiugong smiled and said: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, Doctor Jiang is waiting for you."

When Umaru woke up, he was dizzy and sweating, and he didn't know what year it was.

Liuli, who was guarding her, fed her porridge and then told her one by one: "It's an elder brother. The emperor asked someone to take him away. There are special people to look after him. Master, don't worry."

She lowered her eyes: "Okay."

Liuli paused and asked, "Master, are you going to rest?"

"good."

Just after giving birth, she felt very sleepy, so she took a rest.

Umaru was in poor health. After listening to Liuli's dictation and diagnosing the pulse with a silk thread, Dr. Wang suggested that Umalu do the "Hundred Suns and Moons" exercise.

That is, one hundred days of confinement.

After Kangxi found out, he agreed and strictly ordered Baocheng not to go to Umaru during this period.

For this reason, Baocheng lost his temper all day long, crying and bursting into tears.

The nuns had no choice but to coax again and again.

At night, Baocheng cried himself to sleep. When Nanny Li was wiping his face, she felt that his cheeks were hot. She didn't dare to let down her guard at all. She hurriedly asked Nanny Zhao, who was also taking care of him, to pay attention to Baocheng, and she hurriedly hurriedly Go out and call for the imperial doctor.

There was a chaos of war, and when the imperial doctor came, he saw that he only had a high fever and was shivering, so he prescribed medicine to treat wind and cold.

After Kangxi heard about it, he called people's attention more and more to Wumalu and Baocheng.

Three or four days later, news came that Baocheng was definitely infected with smallpox.

Kangxi left in a hurry and was stopped outside the door.

All the people in the palace knelt down: "No, the emperor must not take risks."

Kangxi looked at the closed door and said coldly: "The imperial doctor has decided!"

The leader of Taiyuan Hospital who was waiting aside said: "Mr. Qi, Dr. Li, and Dr. Zhao have diagnosed and treated it respectively. It is indeed smallpox. Taiyin Hospital has prepared prevention and treatment methods."

"How is the condition of the imperial doctor?"

"The medicine is taking its toll, and the right medicine can be prescribed at any time."

Kangxi nodded, thought about it and wanted to go back, then said: "Liang Jiugong! Go and check."

His father, Shunzhi, died of smallpox. He was also infected with smallpox when he was young. He had lingering fears about smallpox and always wanted to solve this problem.

For this reason, Tai Hospital prepares medicines to prevent and treat smallpox every year, and they are very vigilant.

It's just that I haven't found a way to get rid of it for a long time.

Fortunately, under strict defense, no one in the palace had contracted smallpox for more than ten years.

Baocheng is the eldest son. He pays more attention to everything around him and takes precautions. How could he suddenly catch smallpox?

Liang Jiugong responded.

At night, Liang Jiugong listened to the report from Little Eunuch Meng, went in and reported back to Kangxi, saying: "The Division of Shenxing came to report that Aunt Zhao hanged herself. She received a letter from outside the palace some time ago. The letter was not found. Maybe it was Burned."

"No need to check, I know who it is." Kangxi said calmly.

There was no smile on his face.

Liang Jiugong was shocked, lowered his head and said nothing.

Kangxi said: "Wu Ya is not in good health. Let the people around her be more careful."

"Don't wander around the palaces if you have nothing to do." Kangxi paused and said, "Xuan Mingzhu..."

He named seven or eight people in succession.

Liang Jiugong hurriedly went down to give instructions.

Seven or eight ministers came, but no result was reached from the discussion.

The next day, in the early morning, Kangxi asked the officials how to cure smallpox.

All the ministers were talking, but to no avail.

After some thought, Kangxi posted a message to the whole country, hoping to find a way to cure smallpox.

By the time Fu Weige finished copying the book from the Hanlin Academy, it was already midnight. A gust of wind blew by, freezing him from head to toe. He was as cold as an ice cube. He couldn't even feel his feet when he walked.

He was a Jinshi last year, and he was lucky enough to be an official. Unfortunately, he was a candidate for county magistrate. After passing several rounds of assessments by the Ministry of Civil Affairs, when he participated in the single-month or bi-monthly election, because the Ministry of Officials drew lots, the selected candidate was ordered to

Take office.

The other person was drawn and had packed up his baggage a few days ago and took office.

When he went to copy the book, he heard those people saying privately that that person had secretly given money to the official department, so the official department had chosen that person this time.

He didn't know whether it was true or false.

But, even if it were true, where would he have the money?

In order to go to Beijing to take the exam, the family only had two acres of thin farmland. Other things could be sold and sold properly, so the family was really destitute.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sad.

What kind of man is he?

Instead of letting the whole family live a good life, they instead let them suffer along with him.

But he had no choice. His monthly salary was only a few taels of silver. If he copied books at night, he could earn more money every month.

He had nowhere to go in the capital, so he simply stayed in the Hanlin Academy to find a place to stay.

With all the favors and expenses, how could he compare to this master in the capital?

He touched his belly.

He was so hungry that he couldn't help but go out to find some food.

There are still small vendors on the street corners.

As he walked over, the vendor greeted him enthusiastically: "Sir, what do you want to eat?"

He can also afford to be a master.

He gave a wry smile.

The skin is thin and the filling is big. The skin is close to the meat, and the aroma is fragrant. He salivates and his stomach rumbles in cooperation.

He waved his hand, walked to the corner of the stall, bought two large cakes worth two cents, and came back to ask for wonton soup worth one cent. He drank the soup and swallowed the cakes.

A man walked down and asked the vendor for a bowl of wontons, which cost ten cents.

Put a little shrimp, shredded seaweed, a little salt, and a handful of green onions at the bottom of the bowl. Put the cooked wontons and soup into it, and the aroma will come out immediately.

Fu Weige was hungry again.

Even though he just drank enough water.

The person who sat down laughed: "Fu Weige, look at you, you look like a dog."

Fu Weige then raised his head and looked at the person sitting down. He recognized the person, but he could only give a wry smile: "It's you. Your mother misses you very much since you left."

"Let's not talk about it." The man said with great interest, "You were also a famous child prodigy from all over the country at that time. The gentlemen at that time said that you wanted to be an official. Why, after you have been in the capital for so long, you didn't even get an official position.

Mix in?"

Fu Weige didn't want to talk too fast with him.
Chapter completed!