The days passed by in a flash, and the pattering autumn rain at the end of August fell continuously for several days. It was considered that the last bit of the scorching heat of midsummer was completely eliminated in the raindrops.
As the weather turns colder, folk ice cubes gradually begin to be unsaleable. Seeing that ice sellers are running out of ice cubes on the market, the Royal Ice Factory has also begun to stop selling ice cubes to the outside world. This year, due to the unexpected move of the court,
As a result, most people rarely spent a relatively comfortable summer.
They are the most simple and lovely people in the world. Most of them are like hardworking little ants all day long, running around in order to support their families and make ends meet.
The hardships of life have consumed a lot of their energy, so they actually don’t care much about who the person in power is sitting on the throne.
In their view, as long as the emperor can make them have money in their hands, food in their tanks, and live a better life, then he is a good emperor who is diligent and loves the people. Therefore, it is just like Yinreng sweating him in the Qianqing Palace in advance.
As Ma said, what the Royal Ice Factory makes is not money, but people's hearts!
Following the free cowpox two years ago, in the hot summer of the 18th year of Kangxi's reign, the court invisibly gained a lot of people's support by providing cheap ice cream.
When the autumn rain finally stopped and the sky cleared up, it was already the third day of September.
In late autumn in Beijing, the leaves have begun to turn yellow, but the clear blue sky is cloudless and the crisp autumn air is a very suitable day for people to work.
Early in the morning, the vendors were walking through the streets carrying poles with bamboo baskets hanging on their shoulders. The small vendors with stalls also set up their stalls early and stayed in the fields all year round.
The farmers also shouted at the whole family sleeping in the bed.
Xiaodu shouted, getting ready to get into the fields for the autumn harvest. There was a joyful and peaceful atmosphere inside and outside the capital. At this time, a convoy of Mongolian nobles from the vast prairie also slowly drove into the capital from the Yongding Gate in the south.
.
"Brother Bandi, the capital is so lively, but there are not so many stalls on the grassland."
The boy wearing a blue Mongolian robe and pigtails heard the shouts coming from both sides of the street. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to lift the bamboo curtain on the car window and looked through the window at the people outside the car.
Scene, he said cheerfully in jittery Mongolian to the little Mongolian boy sitting next to him who looked three or four years older than him.
"Hmm, there are not as many people on the grassland as there are in the capital, and naturally they are not as prosperous as the capital."
When Bendi, who was in his early ten years old, heard the six-and-a-half-year-old Wu Er Gun say these words, he also leaned forward and looked out the window.
He was born in the Horqin tribe of Monan Mongolia and was the natal family of the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager. He was also the oldest child in the convoy.
Although Wu | Er | Gun is from the Bahrain tribe of Monan Mongolia, Ta Mama is the eldest princess Gu Lun Shuhui, the second daughter of the Empress Dowager, Atu. Both of them have the surname Borzijit, Wu | Er |
Gun was also the great-grandson of the Empress Dowager, so they had a good relationship. They came to the capital to study this time and rode directly in the same carriage.
"Brother Bandi, Ma Ma secretly told me before I set off that the reason why we were summoned to the capital by the Empress Dowager was because Amgulang Khan was ready to train us well and then serve as consorts to the princesses.
of."
Wu Er Gun looked outside for a while, then put down the bamboo curtain, turned his head and whispered to Bendi.
"My amma has also told me this."
Bendi didn't know what he thought of, so he raised his hand and went around his neck to scratch the back of his neck. His face turned a little red and he replied sheepishly.
"Brother Bandi, do you want Princess Shang?"
Wu｜er｜Gun looked at Bendi with a pair of bright, big eyes. Bendi was four years older than him. In the eyes of the former, perhaps the title of Prince Consort was just a glorious title, but for Bendi, he had long been
Know what this means.
Mongolian folk customs are strong, and they are very liberal in matters between men and women. As long as they see each other, they will go to Aobao and fall in love together. As the next generation of the leader of the Horqin tribe, Bandi has been indoctrinated by his family since he was a child.
He had the idea of how good and beautiful the royal princess was, so the precocious young man earnestly hoped to marry a beautiful princess who suited his liking.
Lord's.
Now when I heard Wu Er Gun's words, I felt shy for a moment and then smiled honestly and said openly:
"think!"
"My Ama said that as long as he behaves well and is attracted by Amugulang Khan, he can marry his daughter home!"
Wu｜er｜Gun felt a little melancholy in his heart when he saw Bendi's mouth wide open when he spoke these words, revealing a set of neat white teeth. There was no forced joy.
He raised his hands to his head and said:
"Well, my mama is the princess of the Qing Dynasty. She said she also hopes that I can be a princess. But I heard from my cousin that the princesses of the Qing Dynasty are all delicate little girls. They can't ride horses and hunt and they like to nest all day long.
I embroider in the yurt, but my favorite things are horseback riding and sumo wrestling. I also want to play with girls who can hunt and tame falcons, but I can’t play with princesses.”
Wu | Er | Gun is still a little kid who has no clear concept of marriage. Now the most important thing in his head is playing. In his opinion, pretty girls are not his ideal playmates, but he thinks about going to Beijing.
The earnest advice from his former family members made him feel extremely distressed again.
Bendi found it very funny when he saw little Douding sighing and shaking his head. He raised his right hand and rubbed his furry head and said:
"Hahahahaha, Wu Er Gun, you silly boy, do you really think you can marry the princess if you want to?"
"As far as I know, there are currently only four princesses under the emperor's knees. The ones who are about the same age as you are the second princess and the third princess. Whether we can marry the princess or not depends on Amugu Lang Khan's thoughts. You can
Don't think so much. You want to find a girl who can ride a horse and hunt with you. Maybe the princess thinks you are not elegant and doesn't want to play with you. I followed Ama when he came to the capital to report on his work.
After a few times, I know that there are many delicacies and new things here that are not found on the grassland. When we settle down, I will take you out to have fun."
Bendi reached out and pinched the soft flesh on Xiao Douding's cheek again and said.
After Wu Er Gun heard what Ban Di said, his big eyes suddenly lit up, and there was no burden in his heart. He threw all other things aside and wanted to see what fun things there were in the capital.
The little Mongolian boys in the carriage talked to each other after seeing the different scenes in the capital and on the prairie. The pedestrians outside the carriage watched about twenty carriages with people on them driving through the middle of the street with great force, and followed closely.
Then dozens more large carts with large and small mahogany boxes arrived, and horses pulling the carts
All of them were fat and strong, and there were many strong Mongolian soldiers wearing scimitars in front and behind the long convoy. They couldn't help but chat in twos and threes, watching the convoy pass outside.
The city then passed through the inner city and headed straight towards the imperial city. One could not help but wonder what these Mongolians were planning to do when they entered the palace.
At the same time, today is also the day when the Princess Academy of the Fifth North School officially opens.
At the beginning of Chenshi, except for the fourth princess Ke Jing who was about to turn two years old and did not come, the three princesses who were over three years old and a dozen clan princesses came to the North Fifth School with their attendants.
Since ancient times, colleges have been opened for men. Although some families with good family backgrounds and those who value education will specially recruit well-educated female masters to teach at home, girls cannot be like those boys.
We all have classmates openly and study in the college.
Therefore, when these little girls came together to study in a place called "Academy" for the first time, they were both happy and surprised.
Not to mention them, even the palace concubines and female officials who were going to teach them could not control their excitement. After they stood out in the teaching competition, they first experienced more than a month of rigorous pre-job training from Concubine Jing, and then worked hard to prepare lessons for three days.
Months later, some of them had some regrets during this process. They felt that the position of female master in the college was really difficult and thankless.
, there were many times when they wanted to give up and give up. But now when they walked into the classroom designed by Jing Guifei, stood on the three-foot podium, and took the subjects they were good at one by one according to the arranged curriculum, watching
The little girls sitting below, with their green and smart eyes, suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling welling up from the deepest part of their hearts, making people unable to help but feel the heat in their heart.
There was also an indescribable excitement about the swelling, which made them feel that they could actually earn money by relying on their own abilities just like those men.
Qingyan, who has always been very sleepy, rarely suffered from insomnia for two or three days in a row because of the start of school today. Today, she was very energetic and ran from Chuxiu Palace to the North Fifth Institute early.
She came to work as a supervisor several times during the renovation of the North Fifth Institute. It can be said that every brick and tile here is now built according to her ideas.
The college is divided into "initial classes" and "advanced classes" according to age, but because there are only 18 female students in Manchuria, there are currently only two classrooms open.
The three princesses are now six years old, so the three princesses and Muldenge are all assigned to the "Entertainment Class", and some three- and four-year-old clan princesses are assigned to the "Enlightenment Class"
inside.
The classroom was built according to her memory of the classroom in the base school in her previous life. There was a door at the front and back, several large bright glass windows on the left and right walls, and slogans with red background and gold letters on the walls to encourage students to study, and a three-foot podium.
A three-meter block was erected in front of
A long, two-meter-wide wooden board painted with white glaze was used as the "blackboard", and the charcoal specially modified by the craftsmen of the Ministry of Internal Affairs was used as the "chalk". Qingyan tried her best to restore the classroom of future generations in the harem of the Qing Dynasty.
All the necessities that should be included.
She walked along the corridor and observed the classes in the classroom through the glass windows, and then quietly entered through the back doors of the two classrooms to listen to the class for a short time.
These little girls from good backgrounds have learned etiquette themselves and are much more well-behaved than the little boys. The female masters are all truly talented in the fields they are good at. Now after professional training, knowing how to teach in order to arouse the interest in learning of young girls of such an age. Therefore, after the two of them passed the initial short period of discomfort, one taught attentively, and several were eager to learn, and they cooperated very well with each other. Yes, things were getting better gradually. Qingyan finally felt relieved after seeing this scene.
There were a lot of things on the first day of school. As the dean, she didn't finish her work until the end of Shen Shi and returned to Chuxiu Palace. When she learned from Bai Lu that the Mongolian boys who had been selected as "quasi-brothers-in-law" had arrived at Qianqing Palace. I met the Holy Sage and listened to Kangxi's intention to let them live together in a big house outside the palace and study with the great Confucians for one year. After two years, only the best people selected through various assessments can enter the Shang Dynasty in the future. Studying with the princes in the study, I also knew in my heart that Kangxi wanted to "catch a son-in-law from the bottom of the list." At that time, the top few would definitely be the royal "child adopters" selected by him personally!
After knowing this news, Qingyan no longer paid attention to the "quasi-consort training camp".
Since September, she has to deal with palace affairs and college affairs every day. It can be said that except for the three days off every ten days when the college is on vacation, Xiaosi and Yinreng go to study every day, and Qingyan also spends time in The North Fifth Institute was so busy with its own educational undertaking that even Kangxi would come to nothing when he came to Chuxiu Palace occasionally, which made Long live the Lord feel depressed.
When people feel fulfilled, they will feel that time flies so fast. In a blink of an eye, all the leaves in the palace will be blown bare by the biting cold wind.
After the Laba Festival, the college held the final exam of the first semester. After the teachers finished correcting the test papers and gave "excellent" and "good" evaluations, the Beijing Fifth Institute officially took the annual vacation. Now the teachers and students finally It's time to have a good rest.
During the Chinese New Year this year, it will be a very cold day again.
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival, there were snowflakes floating in the sky mixed with tiny ice particles, which fell on the golden glazed tiles and windows, making a crackling sound.
Qingyan, her son and nephew were eating around the dining table.
There are two small hot pots placed on the round mahogany table, one of which is a fragrant mutton hot pot, and the other is boiled glutinous rice balls.
"Mom, I want to eat glutinous rice balls with plum jam flavor."
Xiaosi, who had grown a head taller in half a year, sat on a carved high chair with his short legs dangling in the air, wearing a big rice bag around his neck, holding a small silver spoon in his hand and looking eagerly at the center of the dining table. Said the little hot pot.
"Auntie, I want to eat black sesame filling."
Yinreng, who was sitting opposite, also hurriedly spoke.
"Wait a little longer
Just a short while, I think the time is still a bit too short."
Qingyan, who was sitting between them, stretched out her right hand to pick up a large spoon on a white porcelain plate. Holding its wooden handle, she leaned forward and put the spoon head into a small hot pot and stirred it for a few times. Seeing the white and plump glutinous rice balls floating up one by one in the dense water vapor, he said with a smile.
At this time, Bai Lu suddenly walked in hastily and looked unhappy. She came to the dining table and leaned over to Concubine Jing:
"Empress, the palace attendants from Qian Palace just came to report that Tong Guiren gave birth to a little brother a quarter of an hour ago, but the little brother is not doing well. Concubine Tong said she couldn't handle it, so she specially sent someone to invite him.
Please go over there."
"What?"
When Qingyan heard this, her hand holding the wooden handle of the spoon paused, and she immediately turned her head and asked in shock.
Just a short while, I think the time is still a bit too short."
Qingyan, who was sitting between them, stretched out her right hand to pick up a large spoon on a white porcelain plate. Holding its wooden handle, she leaned forward and put the spoon head into a small hot pot and stirred it for a few times.
Seeing the white and plump glutinous rice balls floating up one by one in the dense water vapor, he said with a smile.
At this time, Bai Lu suddenly walked in hastily and looked unhappy. She came to the dining table and leaned over to Concubine Jing:
"Empress, the palace attendants from Qian Palace just came to report that Tong Guiren gave birth to a little brother a quarter of an hour ago, but the little brother is not doing well. Concubine Tong said she couldn't handle it, so she specially sent someone to invite him.
Please go over there."
"What?"
When Qingyan heard this, her hand holding the wooden handle of the spoon paused, and she immediately turned her head and asked in shock.
Just a short while, I think the time is still a bit too short."
Qingyan, who was sitting between them, stretched out her right hand to pick up a large spoon on a white porcelain plate. Holding its wooden handle, she leaned forward and put the spoon head into a small hot pot and stirred it for a few times.
Seeing the white and plump glutinous rice balls floating up one by one in the dense water vapor, he said with a smile.
At this time, Bai Lu suddenly walked in hastily and looked unhappy. She came to the dining table and leaned over to Concubine Jing:
"Empress, the palace attendants from Qian Palace just came to report that Tong Guiren gave birth to a little brother a quarter of an hour ago, but the little brother is not doing well. Concubine Tong said she couldn't handle it, so she specially sent someone to invite him.
Please go over there."
"What?"
When Qingyan heard this, her hand holding the wooden handle of the spoon paused, and she immediately turned her head and asked in shock.
Just a short while, I think the time is still a bit too short."
Qingyan, who was sitting between them, stretched out her right hand to pick up a large spoon on a white porcelain plate. Holding its wooden handle, she leaned forward and put the spoon head into a small hot pot and stirred it for a few times.
Seeing the white and plump glutinous rice balls floating up one by one in the dense water vapor, he said with a smile.
At this time, Bai Lu suddenly walked in hastily and looked unhappy. She came to the dining table and leaned over to Concubine Jing:
"Empress, the palace attendants from Qian Palace just came to report that Tong Guiren gave birth to a little brother a quarter of an hour ago, but the little brother is not doing well. Concubine Tong said she couldn't handle it, so she specially sent someone to invite him.
Please go over there."
"What?"
When Qingyan heard this, her hand holding the wooden handle of the spoon paused, and she immediately turned her head and asked in shock.
Just a short while, I think the time is still a bit too short."
Qingyan, who was sitting between them, stretched out her right hand to pick up a large spoon on a white porcelain plate. Holding its wooden handle, she leaned forward and put the spoon head into a small hot pot and stirred it for a few times.
Seeing the white and plump glutinous rice balls floating up one by one in the dense water vapor, he said with a smile.
At this time, Bai Lu suddenly walked in hastily and looked unhappy. She came to the dining table and leaned over to Concubine Jing:
"Empress, the palace attendants from Qian Palace just came to report that Tong Guiren gave birth to a little brother a quarter of an hour ago, but the little brother is not doing well. Concubine Tong said she couldn't handle it, so she specially sent someone to invite him.
Please go over there."
"What?"
When Qingyan heard this, her hand holding the wooden handle of the spoon paused, and she immediately turned her head and asked in shock.
Just a short while, I think the time is still a bit too short."
Qingyan, who was sitting between them, stretched out her right hand to pick up a large spoon on a white porcelain plate. Holding its wooden handle, she leaned forward and put the spoon head into a small hot pot and stirred it for a few times.
Seeing the white and plump glutinous rice balls floating up one by one in the dense water vapor, he said with a smile.
At this time, Bai Lu suddenly walked in hastily and looked unhappy. She came to the dining table and leaned over to Concubine Jing:
"Empress, the palace attendants from Qian Palace just came to report that Tong Guiren gave birth to a little brother a quarter of an hour ago, but the little brother is not doing well. Concubine Tong said she couldn't handle it, so she specially sent someone to invite him.
Please go over there."
"What?"
When Qingyan heard this, her hand holding the wooden handle of the spoon paused, and she immediately turned her head and asked in shock.