In order to make his fourth son deeply aware of what his name was, Kangxi had no choice but to turn around and walk to the desk not far away.
After Bai Lu bent down and used the white jade paperweight to smooth and press the high-quality rice paper on the table, Kangxi put his left hand around his little daughter who was sucking her fingers.
Then he freed up his right hand and picked up a medium-sized wolf-hair brush from the pen holder. He lightly dipped some black ink into the inkstone, and with a big wave of his hand, he wrote six big characters of dragon and phoenix dancing on the paper.
"Xiaosi, come and see for yourself."
After Kangxi finished writing, he put the brush on the pen holder and shouted to his youngest son.
Qingyan also wanted to know what Kangxi wrote on the paper, so she hugged her son, took Baoqing, and Baocheng brothers to the desk together, and they all looked at the rice paper in unison.
After seeing the iron-painted silver hooks on the paper and the six large characters on the back of the paper, Qingyan had to say in good conscience that Kangxi's calligraphy was really good.
The three lines of characters are of the same size and arranged neatly and symmetrically, making it pleasing to the eye.
Unfortunately, Xiaosi is only one year old, and he can't even speak clearly, let alone know how to read.
Moreover, Kangxi still wrote the word "Yin Zhen" on the paper in three languages: Manchu, Mongolian and Chinese. Yinzhen looked at the "ghost painting talisman" on it and was completely confused.
He didn't know what Khan Amma was writing. He wanted to seek help from foreign aid, but when he lowered his head, he saw his two brothers standing on the ground, both of whom were looking at the words without speaking. Even his mother was hugging him.
He didn't say anything either.
Khan Ama, who was standing opposite, seemed to be waiting for his feedback with a calm look on his face. Xiaosi, who had just stabilized his mind, felt a sharp arrow flying straight towards him again.
Come and hit his little heart accurately.
Yin Xiaozhen, whose self-confidence was once again hit, seemed to have been bullied by his mother, and immediately turned around with tears in his eyes, stretched out his two short arms around Qingyan's neck, and howled:
"Uh, cool, ah, four, four, no, recognition, word, duck, one, one, all, look, no, understand, wow ~"
Kangxi, who was originally very confident that he would be able to make his youngest son remember his name this time, was momentarily dumbfounded when he saw that he had somehow made Xiao Si cry again.
He usually only teaches the young prince in the Qianqing Palace, but at this moment he simply ignored the true age of his fourth son.
Qingyan also deeply felt that the first birthday of Xiaosi, an unlucky child, was really "difficult".
Seeing her son turn into an aggrieved little crybaby again, Qingyan suppressed her smile and patted Yin Xiaozhen's back to comfort her:
"It's okay, it's okay. Xiao Si hasn't started studying yet because he is too young. He will be literate after his enlightenment next year."
However, this sentence did not comfort Little Curly. Xiao Si, who was born to be strong, just felt that he was so embarrassed today. It was only today that he suddenly discovered that he, who could count from one to ten, could not even write in Chinese.
Meet one!
Although Yin Xiaozhen felt extremely sad, after all, he was a little cub that had just turned one year old.
Crying consumes a lot of energy. Xiaosi cried for too long today, which made his young voice hoarse.
Now, under the comfort and gentle patting of E Niang, the furry head drooped. After sobbing and burping several times, Xiaosi's long and thick eyelashes were still covered with crystal teardrops. He tilted his little head to the side and fell asleep.
At this time, little Kejing, who was almost half a year old, was hungry again. She stretched out her little hand and shouted "Ah, ah" and started to pull at the clothes on Ama Khan's chest to find where her food rations were.
Kangxi hurriedly stretched out his big hands to grab his daughter's two small arms, and shouted to the fourth princess's nanny who was standing not far away and followed him from the Qianqing Palace: "Mammy, take the little princess down quickly. Feed, feed."
After hearing the sound, the nurse hurriedly stepped forward and bent down slightly to take the fourth princess from the emperor's hand. Then she turned around and followed Bai Lu to the side hall to nurse.
Qingyan also carried her son, who was sleeping soundly with a red nose, to the west hall and put him in the cradle. When she returned to the hall, she saw the father and son already lining up in front of the dining table. Sit down and wait for the palace officials to bring the meals one plate after another.
"Baocheng, be careful of scalding your mouth, drink slowly."
Qingyan stretched out her arm and picked up the male spoon, scooped two spoons of the fragrant bird's nest and shredded spinal cord soup into the small porcelain white bowl that Yinreng kept at hand, and placed it diagonally in front of the little prince's right hand.
"Yeah, thank you, aunt."
The little prince raised his little head and smiled sweetly at Qingyan, pulled down the big scarf tied around his neck, and happily kicked his two short legs in the air on the high chair. My son continued to work hard.
After taking care of Baocheng, Qingyan naturally wouldn't let Baoqing scoop out the hot soup that had just come out of the pot, so she picked up Baoqing's small bowl and filled him with a few spoons of his favorite yam and pheasant soup. , placed in front of Baoqing.
Baoqing also smiled and thanked Aunt Erwa, then hurriedly lowered his head and ate the braised pork elbow on his plate.
When Concubine Jing was eating, she didn't like to have the palace people stand aside to wait on her. She would just stretch out her arms to pick up whatever she wanted to eat, which was very comfortable. The two brothers had dined in Chuxiu Palace many times, so they were used to it. .
But when Kangxi was eating the royal meal, he never did it himself. He only needed to look at the plate of food for a moment, and then the clever dining eunuch would bend down and use serving chopsticks to give him three bites. Place the amount carefully on the plate.
Seeing the adults and children sitting next to him eating happily, Kangxi felt slightly dissatisfied with being ignored.
After Liang Jiugong, who had been serving as the backdrop for almost the whole morning, saw this scene, he hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the serving chopsticks to pick up food for Kangxi.
At this time, Qingyan, who was concentrating on cooking, realized that Kangxi had not moved his chopsticks.
"Your Majesty, the dishes in my concubine's small kitchen taste very good. Why don't you eat them all the time?"
Qingyan was extremely puzzled. She felt that the dishes here were obviously not much different from those of the imperial cuisine.
When Kangxi saw the confusion revealed in little Hesheli's big eyes, he felt even more upset.
No matter which palace he goes to, don't the concubines always pay attention to him?
Only now did he deeply feel that his presence in Chuxiu Palace was not as strong as that of his sons.
The emperor, who was a little worried in his heart, quickly turned his face to Liang Jiugong and shouted: "What are you doing stupidly? Why don't you hurry up and pick up some food for me!"
"Yes, yes, the emperor's servant is coming, coming right now."
Liang Jiugong felt that he was really aggrieved. He was clearly being Concubine Jing's punching bag!
When Qingyan stretched out her arm to pick up the vegetables again, her eyes happened to collide with Liang Jiugong's.
At first, Qingyan didn't understand what Liang Jiugong meant, but when she saw Bao Qing next to her drinking yam and pheasant soup spoonful by spoonful, she suddenly received the signal from Manager Liang.
He was so busy that he picked up the two empty white porcelain bowls on the table, scooped a full bowl of bird's nest, shredded spinal cord soup and yam and pheasant soup into each, placed them all on Kangxi's left hand, and said with a smile:
"Your Majesty, please try these two bowls of salty soup to see if it tastes good. These are Baocheng and Baoqing's favorites."
Kangxi saw that he had some soup, and he felt a little better at first, but when he heard what Concubine Jing said later, it was what the two brothers liked to drink, he felt a little uncomfortable again.
Why doesn't this little Heshelius serve him some of his favorite soup? Why does he want to taste the porridge that the two little bastards like to drink?
But the double-standard Kangxi obviously forgot that the emperor's dining preferences had always been the top secret in the Qing palace. Which concubine dared to guess what the emperor liked to eat and drink?
Kangxi, who was feeling unhappy, put down the chopsticks in his hands and began to say in a strange way: "When I drink soup, I always only take three sips of each kind of soup."
The implication is: Little Hershey really doesn't pay attention to him at all. He doesn't even remember this. There is obviously too much soup in this bowl!
Qingyan was not able to read minds, so she had no idea what Kangxi was thinking.
She just felt that this man had so many things to do, so she picked up the male spoon and wanted to scoop out some of the excess soup in his bowl, but Kangxi didn't know which tendon was wrong and stretched it out directly.
He carried the two small bowls together with both hands.
Qingyan:...This is such a moody dog man!
…
When only half of the meals for the four people were used, a strange little palace maid hurriedly walked into the main hall with a smile on her face.
"This slave is here to see the Emperor, His Highness and the Imperial Concubine."
When the little palace maid saw the person, she hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.
Kangxi, who was suffocating in his heart, was hungry and had just barely eaten a few mouthfuls of hot rice when someone interrupted his eating rhythm again.
The anger that was simmering in his chest suddenly didn't want to be held in any longer, and he started firing at the little palace maid｜Boom:
"Which palace are you working as an errand in, and which nun did you learn the rules from?"
"Are you blind? Are you deaf? Have you not remembered the rules of the palace in your mind? The masters were all having dinner, and you hurried in to interrupt. Who sent you here?
?”
The little palace maid who originally had a smile on her face turned pale with fright when she heard the emperor's roar. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed "bang bang bang" and said in a trembling tone: "It's all your fault, slave, no."
Okay, please, Your Majesty, forgive me! Please, Your Majesty, forgive me!"
Bai Lu, who walked in slowly and followed the little palace maid, saw the little palace maid kneeling on the floor and was trembling with fear. She also hurriedly stepped forward and said:
"Your Majesty, this person is an errand in the Yikun Palace in the south. He said that Empress Yibin was feeling unwell just now. She called the imperial doctors to see her. She was diagnosed by the imperial doctors as being pregnant for more than a month. She hurriedly came to tell the good news.
of."
Bai Lu's tone was flat, cold and objective.
Because this person was announcing a great event, the servants in the Chuxiu Palace did not dare to stop her.
But everyone is not stupid. Everyone in the palace knows that if a concubine is diagnosed as pregnant, the emperor will go over to see her and spend the night with her.
However, today is the birthday of Concubine Jing and Fourth Prince, and it is also an annual great event in Chuxiu Palace. The Emperor will definitely stay at Chuxiu Palace tonight, otherwise the next day, Concubine Jing, who has the highest position in the palace, will be honored.
Where to put it?
After Concubine Yi was diagnosed with pregnancy, were she so anxious? She couldn't even wait all night, so she chose to have people come to Chuxiu Palace at this time of the meal. Did she want to announce the good news to the emperor? Or did she want to cause trouble for Concubine Jing?
ah?
The two palaces are close to each other in the south and north, and they are both the most favored empresses in the palace. Is it unclear whether Yi Bin wants to try to steal Concubine Jing's favor tonight?
The little palace maid who was kneeling on the ground heard Bai Lu speaking to her, and hurriedly added:
"Your Majesty, after our queen returned from the Chuxiu Palace to participate in the fourth elder brother's Zhouzhu ceremony, when she was about to start eating, she smelled the chicken soup served by the slave and felt nauseous and wanted to vomit. After calling the imperial doctor to check her pulse, she
I know that our master has been pregnant for more than a month."
However, Kangxi's face at this time was not as happy as the little palace maid imagined. Instead, he completely sank. He threw the white porcelain spoon in his hand into the soup bowl and lost his appetite to continue eating.
He usually likes Yi Bin's carefree and frankness, but he is a person who values family background and rules very much.
Guo Luoluo was just a concubine now, and she dared to go against the concubine who was two levels below her with her little favor. If Kangxi hated Qingyan, he might be happy to hear the news that she was pregnant.
But Kangxi already had a good impression of little Hesheli, and even a fool could tell that he would definitely look at Chu Xiugong's brand tonight. Yibin Guo Luoluo's behavior made Kangxi feel that she was a bit favored.
And proud.
After listening to the words of the little palace maid, Qingyan didn't have any thoughts in her mind, because she didn't have the idea of competing for the palace concubine's favor at all.
She was filtering the memories in her mind. If nothing unexpected happened, this child must be the fifth elder brother who was raised by the Empress Dowager in history. But what was his name? Alas, I can't remember it.
"Go back and tell your master that the dragon fetus is not stable in the first three months. Ask her to put away her usual little tempers and stay in Yikun Palace to copy Buddhist scriptures and meditate. By the way, she can also pray for the dragon heir in her belly.
Already."
Kangxi leaned his back on the chair, turned the jade ring on his hand, and said in a low tone.
Upon hearing this order that was similar to a grounding, the little palace maid's face turned even paler, but she did not dare to say anything more, so she bit her lower lip and bowed to leave.
"Your Majesty, don't you go and take a look at Yikun Palace?"
When Qingyan saw the person leaving, she nonchalantly stretched out her arm and picked up a braised chicken leg sprinkled with white sesame seeds for herself, and then put a slightly smaller one into Baoqing and Baocheng's bowls. .
Seeing her like this, Kangxi felt that the anger he had just vented resurfaced, so he stood up and picked up his little daughter, who had already eaten and drank enough to sleep next to him, and strode out of the main hall.
After Qingyan got up and saw him off respectfully, she didn't pay much attention, thinking that Kangxi was going to visit Yibin in Yikun Palace.
Waiting for the first and second children to finish their meals, they both hugged their slightly bulging bellies and leaned on the back of the chair with happy faces to eat for a while.
Then Qingyan called Zhang Tianxi in and asked him to send Baoqing to the Nansan Institute. She then took the young prince to rinse his mouth and face, and then took his little hand back to the inner room to take a nap.
Kangxi, who was not full in the Chuxiu Palace, returned to the Qianqing Palace, took a plate and ate the snacks that Liang Jiugong took from the imperial kitchen. He said angrily: "You said, I am now charming." Has it subsided?”
Liang Jiugong, who was standing by the table holding a teapot and pouring water for the emperor, heard this and almost poured the tea into his own hand. His mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about the emperor's words, and then recalling Chu Xiugong. In the middle scene, the imperial concubine's various "unqualified concubine" behaviors made her realize in her heart.
He bent over and walked back, handed the tea in his hand to Kangxi, and said with a smile on his face:
"In the eyes of this slave, the Emperor is the most outstanding Batulu in the world. His charm will only increase day by day. How can it possibly decrease?"
When Kangxi heard Liang Jiugong's words, he finally felt relieved, because he thought so in his heart!
"Then why do I think your Master Jing pays more attention to Baocheng and Xiaosi than me?"
Kangxi lowered his head and took a sip of tea to wash down the snack, and then asked again.
Liang Jiugong was slightly stuck for a moment, then he quickly said with a smile:
"From my perspective, Master Jing has a motherly heart. It's because he pities His Highness the Crown Prince and Fourth Elder Brother that they don't have the love of their biological mothers, so they pay more attention to them."
"The emperor is very heroic and the most powerful man in the world, so the imperial concubine feels that the two young emperor brothers need more female care than you."
"I feel the same way."
After Kangxi listened to Liang Jiugong's words, the more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt, and he glanced appreciatively at his confidant, the chief executive, who was becoming more and more eloquent.
Liang Jiugong saw that the emperor was satisfied, and his heart that had been hanging high was relieved. He felt that it was really not easy for him. He just raised his sleeves and wanted to turn around to wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead under the brim of his hat. .
Then I heard Kangxi, who was sitting in the armchair, say calmly: "If you have nothing to do during your usual off-duty work, go and look in the mirror more often."
"Your Majesty, what do you mean?"
Liang Jiugong's head was filled with questions. He felt that this was the first time that he could not understand what the emperor meant. He asked with his eyes widened in confusion.
"Ahem, that's right. Although I think what you said makes sense, your smile is really a bit too flattering and seems a bit awkward."
"So you should look in the mirror more often and practice."
Kangxi was in a very good mood and put the plate on the small table aside. After successfully teasing Manager Liang, he stood up and put his hands behind his back to prepare to go to the imperial study room to handle political affairs.
Liang Jiugong, who was standing behind him, raised his head and glanced at Kangxi's back. He just wanted to yell:
"...Hey! The emperor is getting more and more difficult to serve!!!" She copied Buddhist scriptures to calm her mind, and by the way, she also prayed for the dragon heir in her belly."
Kangxi leaned his back on the chair, turned the jade ring on his hand, and said in a low tone.
Upon hearing this order that was similar to a grounding, the little palace maid's face turned even paler, but she did not dare to say anything more, so she bit her lower lip and bowed to leave.
"Your Majesty, don't you go and take a look at Yikun Palace?"
When Qingyan saw the person leaving, she nonchalantly stretched out her arm and picked up a braised chicken leg sprinkled with white sesame seeds for herself, and then put a slightly smaller one into Baoqing and Baocheng's bowls.
.
Seeing her like this, Kangxi felt that the anger he had just vented resurfaced, so he stood up and picked up his little daughter, who had already eaten and drank enough to sleep next to him, and strode out of the main hall.
After Qingyan got up and saw him off respectfully, she didn't pay much attention, thinking that Kangxi was going to visit Yibin in Yikun Palace.
Waiting for the first and second children to finish their meals, they both hugged their slightly bulging bellies and leaned on the back of the chair with happy faces to eat for a while.
Then Qingyan called Zhang Tianxi in and asked him to send Baoqing to the Nansan Institute. She then took the young prince to rinse his mouth and face, and then took his little hand back to the inner room to take a nap.
Kangxi, who was not full in the Chuxiu Palace, returned to the Qianqing Palace, took a plate and ate the snacks that Liang Jiugong took from the imperial kitchen. He said angrily: "You said, I am now charming."
Has it subsided?”
Liang Jiugong, who was standing by the table holding a teapot and pouring water for the emperor, heard this and almost poured the tea into his own hand. His mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about the emperor's words, and then recalling Chu Xiugong.
In the middle scene, the imperial concubine's various "unqualified concubine" behaviors made her realize in her heart.
He bent over and walked back, handed the tea in his hand to Kangxi, and said with a smile on his face:
"In the eyes of this slave, the Emperor is the most outstanding Batulu in the world. His charm will only increase day by day. How can it possibly decrease?"
When Kangxi heard Liang Jiugong's words, he finally felt relieved, because he thought so in his heart!
"Then why do I think your Master Jing pays more attention to Baocheng and Xiaosi than me?"
Kangxi lowered his head and took a sip of tea to wash down the snack, and then asked again.
Liang Jiugong was slightly stuck for a moment, then he quickly said with a smile:
"From my perspective, Master Jing has a motherly heart. It's because he pities His Highness the Crown Prince and Fourth Elder Brother that they don't have the love of their biological mothers, so they pay more attention to them."
"The emperor is very heroic and the most powerful man in the world, so the imperial concubine feels that the two young emperor brothers need more female care than you."
"I feel the same way."
After Kangxi listened to Liang Jiugong's words, the more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt, and he glanced appreciatively at his confidant, the chief executive, who was becoming more and more eloquent.
Liang Jiugong saw that the emperor was satisfied, and his heart that had been hanging high was relieved. He felt that it was really not easy for him. He just raised his sleeves and wanted to turn around to wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead under the brim of his hat.
.
Then I heard Kangxi, who was sitting in the armchair, say calmly: "If you have nothing to do during your usual off-duty work, go and look in the mirror more often."
"Your Majesty, what do you mean?"
Liang Jiugong's head was filled with questions. He felt that this was the first time that he could not understand what the emperor meant. He asked with his eyes widened in confusion.
"Ahem, that's right. Although I think what you said makes sense, your smile is really a bit too flattering and seems a bit awkward."
"So you should look in the mirror more often and practice."
Kangxi was in a very good mood and put the plate on the small table aside. After successfully teasing Manager Liang, he stood up and put his hands behind his back to prepare to go to the imperial study room to handle political affairs.
Liang Jiugong, who was standing behind him, raised his head and glanced at Kangxi's back. He just wanted to yell:
"...Hey! The emperor is getting more and more difficult to serve!!!" She copied Buddhist scriptures to calm her mind, and by the way, she also prayed for the dragon heir in her belly."
Kangxi leaned his back on the chair, turned the jade ring on his hand, and said in a low tone.
Upon hearing this order that was similar to a grounding, the little palace maid's face turned even paler, but she did not dare to say anything more, so she bit her lower lip and bowed to leave.
"Your Majesty, don't you go and take a look at Yikun Palace?"
When Qingyan saw the person leaving, she nonchalantly stretched out her arm and picked up a braised chicken leg sprinkled with white sesame seeds for herself, and then put a slightly smaller one into Baoqing and Baocheng's bowls.
.
Seeing her like this, Kangxi felt that the anger he had just vented resurfaced, so he stood up and picked up his little daughter, who had already eaten and drank enough to sleep next to him, and strode out of the main hall.
After Qingyan got up and saw him off respectfully, she didn't pay much attention, thinking that Kangxi was going to visit Yibin in Yikun Palace.
Waiting for the first and second children to finish their meals, they both hugged their slightly bulging bellies and leaned on the back of the chair with happy faces to eat for a while.
Then Qingyan called Zhang Tianxi in and asked him to send Baoqing to the Nansan Institute. She then took the young prince to rinse his mouth and face, and then took his little hand back to the inner room to take a nap.
Kangxi, who was not full in the Chuxiu Palace, returned to the Qianqing Palace, took a plate and ate the snacks that Liang Jiugong took from the imperial kitchen. He said angrily: "You said, I am now charming."
Has it subsided?”
Liang Jiugong, who was standing by the table holding a teapot and pouring water for the emperor, heard this and almost poured the tea into his own hand. His mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about the emperor's words, and then recalling Chu Xiugong.
In the middle scene, the imperial concubine's various "unqualified concubine" behaviors made her realize in her heart.
He bent over and walked back, handed the tea in his hand to Kangxi, and said with a smile on his face:
"In the eyes of this slave, the Emperor is the most outstanding Batulu in the world. His charm will only increase day by day. How can it possibly decrease?"
When Kangxi heard Liang Jiugong's words, he finally felt relieved, because he thought so in his heart!
"Then why do I think your Master Jing pays more attention to Baocheng and Xiaosi than me?"
Kangxi lowered his head and took a sip of tea to wash down the snack, and then asked again.
Liang Jiugong was slightly stuck for a moment, then he quickly said with a smile:
"From my perspective, Master Jing has a motherly heart. It's because he pities His Highness the Crown Prince and Fourth Elder Brother that they don't have the love of their biological mothers, so they pay more attention to them."
"The emperor is very heroic and the most powerful man in the world, so the imperial concubine feels that the two young emperor brothers need more female care than you."
"I feel the same way."
After Kangxi listened to Liang Jiugong's words, the more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt, and he glanced appreciatively at his confidant, the chief executive, who was becoming more and more eloquent.
Liang Jiugong saw that the emperor was satisfied, and his heart that had been hanging high was relieved. He felt that it was really not easy for him. He just raised his sleeves and wanted to turn around to wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead under the brim of his hat.
.
Then I heard Kangxi, who was sitting in the armchair, say calmly: "If you have nothing to do during your usual off-duty work, go and look in the mirror more often."
"Your Majesty, what do you mean?"
Liang Jiugong's head was filled with questions. He felt that this was the first time that he could not understand what the emperor meant. He asked with his eyes widened in confusion.
"Ahem, that's right. Although I think what you said makes sense, your smile is really a bit too flattering and seems a bit awkward."
"So you should look in the mirror more often and practice."
Kangxi was in a very good mood and put the plate on the small table aside. After successfully teasing Manager Liang, he stood up and put his hands behind his back to prepare to go to the imperial study room to handle political affairs.
Liang Jiugong, who was standing behind him, raised his head and glanced at Kangxi's back. He just wanted to yell:
"...Hey! The emperor is getting more and more difficult to serve!!!" She copied Buddhist scriptures to calm her mind, and by the way, she also prayed for the dragon heir in her belly."
Kangxi leaned his back on the chair, turned the jade ring on his hand, and said in a low tone.
Upon hearing this order that was similar to a grounding, the little palace maid's face turned even paler, but she did not dare to say anything more, so she bit her lower lip and bowed to leave.
"Your Majesty, don't you go and take a look at Yikun Palace?"
When Qingyan saw the person leaving, she nonchalantly stretched out her arm and picked up a braised chicken leg sprinkled with white sesame seeds for herself, and then put a slightly smaller one into Baoqing and Baocheng's bowls.
.
Seeing her like this, Kangxi felt that the anger he had just vented resurfaced, so he stood up and picked up his little daughter, who had already eaten and drank enough to sleep next to him, and strode out of the main hall.
After Qingyan got up and saw him off respectfully, she didn't pay much attention, thinking that Kangxi was going to visit Yibin in Yikun Palace.
Waiting for the first and second children to finish their meals, they both hugged their slightly bulging bellies and leaned on the back of the chair with happy faces to eat for a while.
Then Qingyan called Zhang Tianxi in and asked him to send Baoqing to the Nansan Institute. She then took the young prince to rinse his mouth and face, and then took his little hand back to the inner room to take a nap.
Kangxi, who was not full in the Chuxiu Palace, returned to the Qianqing Palace, took a plate and ate the snacks that Liang Jiugong took from the imperial kitchen. He said angrily: "You said, I am now charming."
Has it subsided?”
Liang Jiugong, who was standing by the table holding a teapot and pouring water for the emperor, heard this and almost poured the tea into his own hand. His mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about the emperor's words, and then recalling Chu Xiugong.
In the middle scene, the imperial concubine's various "unqualified concubine" behaviors made her realize in her heart.
He bent over and walked back, handed the tea in his hand to Kangxi, and said with a smile on his face:
"In the eyes of this slave, the Emperor is the most outstanding Batulu in the world. His charm will only increase day by day. How can it possibly decrease?"
When Kangxi heard Liang Jiugong's words, he finally felt relieved, because he thought so in his heart!
"Then why do I think your Master Jing pays more attention to Baocheng and Xiaosi than me?"
Kangxi lowered his head and took a sip of tea to wash down the snack, and then asked again.
Liang Jiugong was slightly stuck for a moment, then he quickly said with a smile:
"From my perspective, Master Jing has a motherly heart. It's because he pities His Highness the Crown Prince and Fourth Elder Brother that they don't have the love of their biological mothers, so they pay more attention to them."
"The emperor is very heroic and the most powerful man in the world, so the imperial concubine feels that the two young emperor brothers need more female care than you."
"I feel the same way."
After Kangxi listened to Liang Jiugong's words, the more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt, and he glanced appreciatively at his confidant, the chief executive, who was becoming more and more eloquent.
Liang Jiugong saw that the emperor was satisfied, and his heart that had been hanging high was relieved. He felt that it was really not easy for him. He just raised his sleeves and wanted to turn around to wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead under the brim of his hat.
.
Then I heard Kangxi, who was sitting in the armchair, say calmly: "If you have nothing to do during your usual off-duty work, go and look in the mirror more often."
"Your Majesty, what do you mean?"
Liang Jiugong's head was filled with questions. He felt that this was the first time that he could not understand what the emperor meant. He asked with his eyes widened in confusion.
"Ahem, that's right. Although I think what you said makes sense, your smile is really a bit too flattering and seems a bit awkward."
"So you should look in the mirror more often and practice."
Kangxi was in a very good mood and put the plate on the small table aside. After successfully teasing Manager Liang, he stood up and put his hands behind his back to prepare to go to the imperial study room to handle political affairs.
Liang Jiugong, who was standing behind him, raised his head and glanced at Kangxi's back. He just wanted to yell:
"...Hey! The emperor is getting more and more difficult to serve!!!" She copied Buddhist scriptures to calm her mind, and by the way, she also prayed for the dragon heir in her belly."
Kangxi leaned his back on the chair, turned the jade ring on his hand, and said in a low tone.
Upon hearing this order that was similar to a grounding, the little palace maid's face turned even paler, but she did not dare to say anything more, so she bit her lower lip and bowed to leave.
"Your Majesty, don't you go and take a look at Yikun Palace?"
When Qingyan saw the person leaving, she nonchalantly stretched out her arm and picked up a braised chicken leg sprinkled with white sesame seeds for herself, and then put a slightly smaller one into Baoqing and Baocheng's bowls.
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Seeing her like this, Kangxi felt that the anger he had just vented resurfaced, so he stood up and picked up his little daughter, who had already eaten and drank enough to sleep next to him, and strode out of the main hall.
After Qingyan got up and saw him off respectfully, she didn't pay much attention, thinking that Kangxi was going to visit Yibin in Yikun Palace.
Waiting for the first and second children to finish their meals, they both hugged their slightly bulging bellies and leaned on the back of the chair with happy faces to eat for a while.
Then Qingyan called Zhang Tianxi in and asked him to send Baoqing to the Nansan Institute. She then took the young prince to rinse his mouth and face, and then took his little hand back to the inner room to take a nap.
Kangxi, who was not full in the Chuxiu Palace, returned to the Qianqing Palace, took a plate and ate the snacks that Liang Jiugong took from the imperial kitchen. He said angrily: "You said, I am now charming." Has it subsided?”
Liang Jiugong, who was standing by the table holding a teapot and pouring water for the emperor, heard this and almost poured the tea into his own hand. His mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about the emperor's words, and then recalling Chu Xiugong. In the middle scene, the imperial concubine's various "unqualified concubine" behaviors made her realize in her heart.
He bent over and walked back, handed the tea in his hand to Kangxi, and said with a smile on his face:
"In the eyes of this slave, the Emperor is the most outstanding Batulu in the world. His charm will only increase day by day. How can it possibly decrease?"
When Kangxi heard Liang Jiugong's words, he finally felt relieved, because he thought so in his heart!
"Then why do I think your Master Jing pays more attention to Baocheng and Xiaosi than me?"
Kangxi lowered his head and took a sip of tea to wash down the snack, and then asked again.
Liang Jiugong was slightly stuck for a moment, then he quickly said with a smile:
"From my perspective, Master Jing has a motherly heart. It's because he pities His Highness the Crown Prince and Fourth Elder Brother that they don't have the love of their biological mothers, so they pay more attention to them."
"The emperor is very heroic and the most powerful man in the world, so the imperial concubine feels that the two young emperor brothers need more female care than you."
"I feel the same way."
After Kangxi listened to Liang Jiugong's words, the more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt, and he glanced appreciatively at his confidant, the chief executive, who was becoming more and more eloquent.
Liang Jiugong saw that the emperor was satisfied, and his heart that had been hanging high was relieved. He felt that it was really not easy for him. He just raised his sleeves and wanted to turn around to wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead under the brim of his hat. .
Then I heard Kangxi, who was sitting in the armchair, say calmly: "If you have nothing to do during your usual off-duty work, go and look in the mirror more often."
"Your Majesty, what do you mean?"
Liang Jiugong's head was filled with questions. He felt that this was the first time that he could not understand what the emperor meant. He asked with his eyes widened in confusion.
"Ahem, that's right. Although I think what you said makes sense, your smile is really a bit too flattering and seems a bit awkward."
"So you should look in the mirror more often and practice."
Kangxi was in a very good mood and put the plate on the small table aside. After successfully teasing Manager Liang, he stood up and put his hands behind his back to prepare to go to the imperial study room to handle political affairs.
Liang Jiugong, who was standing behind him, raised his head and glanced at Kangxi's back. He just wanted to yell:
"...Hey! The emperor is getting more and more difficult to serve!!!" She copied Buddhist scriptures to calm her mind, and by the way, she also prayed for the dragon heir in her belly."
Kangxi leaned his back on the chair, turned the jade ring on his hand, and said in a low tone.
Upon hearing this order that was similar to a grounding, the little palace maid's face turned even paler, but she did not dare to say anything more, so she bit her lower lip and bowed to leave.
"Your Majesty, don't you go and take a look at Yikun Palace?"
When Qingyan saw the person leaving, she nonchalantly stretched out her arm and picked up a braised chicken leg sprinkled with white sesame seeds for herself, and then put a slightly smaller one into Baoqing and Baocheng's bowls. .
Seeing her like this, Kangxi felt that the anger he had just vented resurfaced, so he stood up and picked up his little daughter, who had already eaten and drank enough to sleep next to him, and strode out of the main hall.
After Qingyan got up and saw him off respectfully, she didn't pay much attention, thinking that Kangxi was going to visit Yibin in Yikun Palace.
Waiting for the first and second children to finish their meals, they both hugged their slightly bulging bellies and leaned on the back of the chair with happy faces to eat for a while.
Then Qingyan called Zhang Tianxi in and asked him to send Baoqing to the Nansan Institute. She then took the young prince to rinse his mouth and face, and then took his little hand back to the inner room to take a nap.
Kangxi, who was not full in the Chuxiu Palace, returned to the Qianqing Palace, took a plate and ate the snacks that Liang Jiugong took from the imperial kitchen. He said angrily: "You said, I am now charming." Has it subsided?”
Liang Jiugong, who was standing by the table holding a teapot and pouring water for the emperor, heard this and almost poured the tea into his own hand. His mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about the emperor's words, and then recalling Chu Xiugong. In the middle scene, the imperial concubine's various "unqualified concubine" behaviors made her realize in her heart.
He bent over and walked back, handed the tea in his hand to Kangxi, and said with a smile on his face:
"In the eyes of this slave, the Emperor is the most outstanding Batulu in the world. His charm will only increase day by day. How can it possibly decrease?"
When Kangxi heard Liang Jiugong's words, he finally felt relieved, because he thought so in his heart!
"Then why do I think your Master Jing pays more attention to Baocheng and Xiaosi than me?"
Kangxi lowered his head and took a sip of tea to wash down the snack, and then asked again.
Liang Jiugong was slightly stuck for a moment, then he quickly said with a smile:
"From my perspective, Master Jing has a motherly heart. It's because he pities His Highness the Crown Prince and Fourth Elder Brother that they don't have the love of their biological mothers, so they pay more attention to them."
"The emperor is very heroic and the most powerful man in the world, so the imperial concubine feels that the two young emperor brothers need more female care than you."
"I feel the same way."
After Kangxi listened to Liang Jiugong's words, the more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt, and he glanced appreciatively at his confidant, the chief executive, who was becoming more and more eloquent.
Liang Jiugong saw that the emperor was satisfied, and his heart that had been hanging high was relieved. He felt that it was really not easy for him. He just raised his sleeves and wanted to turn around to wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead under the brim of his hat. .
Then I heard Kangxi, who was sitting in the armchair, say calmly: "If you have nothing to do during your usual off-duty work, go and look in the mirror more often."
"Your Majesty, what do you mean?"
Liang Jiugong's head was filled with questions. He felt that this was the first time that he could not understand what the emperor meant. He asked with his eyes widened in confusion.
"Ahem, that's right. Although I think what you said makes sense, your smile is really a bit too flattering and seems a bit awkward."
"So you should look in the mirror more often and practice."
Kangxi was in a very good mood and put the plate on the small table aside. After successfully teasing Manager Liang, he stood up and put his hands behind his back to prepare to go to the imperial study room to handle political affairs.
Liang Jiugong, who was standing behind him, raised his head and glanced at Kangxi's back. He just wanted to yell:
"...Hey! The Emperor is getting more and more difficult to serve!!!"