Kangxi's first southern tour had a heavy political mission and a tight schedule. It was mainly to control floods in the Yellow River, check the officials along the way, and visit the tomb of Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, and win back the hearts of the Han people in the south.
In just one month, Kangxi didn't have any extra free time to enjoy himself. He personally took his two eldest sons Yinti and Yinreng to the yellow river embankment and looked at the surging sand and the wide water surface.
The Yellow River is worried about how to control the water so that the people along the Yellow River can avoid suffering from the flood season when the river water rises and washes away the embankments, causing the death of their families and their families.
The ten-year-old Yinti and the nine-and-a-half-year-old Yinreng followed them step by step beside Khan Ama during the day. The two brothers looked at what they saw along the way and felt quite heavy in their hearts.
There are many high-rise buildings in the capital, rich people with bright clothes, rosy complexions and rich bodies. These princes who were born with silver spoons in their mouths will always mistakenly think that the lives of the common people have been very good in recent years.
Now that I have come out, I know what life is like for ordinary people.
In today's climate, there are many people who freeze to death in winter and starve to death. In the weather when wearing thick winter robes still feels like the cold wind is cutting into their faces, many children with sallow faces, skinny bones and ragged clothes are barefoot.
Running bare and dirty on the cold, bumpy yellow soil, looking for something to eat.
Yinreng saw all this in his eyes, pursed his thin lips tightly, thinking that if the people were born in the world of Changshengtian, they would live a good life.
The world of Changshengtian is the future, and he must work harder to bring that wonderful future to the Qing Dynasty as soon as possible. The hungry people will not be hungry, and the people will have clothes to keep warm, and there will be food at home in winter. This is the prosperous age expected.
Yinti also scratched the melon-skin warm hat on his head, thinking secretly, the emperor is really not an easy job to do.
He saw that his Khan was like a spinning top, summoning officials from various places in turn, even busier than when he was in the palace. Listening to the officials below reporting on various local things, his head was buzzing.
, I thought it would be better for me to be a general, protect the borders, capture cities and territories, capture good places, incorporate them into the territory of the Qing Dynasty, and move these flood-stricken people to stable places without floods to live a good life.
The two brothers each had their own thoughts. The majestic and sturdy dragon boat floated along the waterway to the south of the Yangtze River. As it went south, the economy along the coast became more and more developed, and the people became visibly richer.
The busyness of the father and son has nothing to do with the accompanying palace concubines.
Tong Jia Yurou occasionally received the wives of officials. Listening to the wives praise her and talk about her direct cousin and childhood sweetheart, her heart became more and more happy.
Although there were all kinds of inconveniences when leaving the palace, there were no imperial concubines, Concubines Niu Hulu, and Concubines An Hui and Yirong above her. Da Tongbi felt like she was standing on the deck and breathing in the cold air.
Everyone feels refreshed from head to toe.
She felt relieved, and she even wanted to have a little brother who looked like her and Kangxi. When she left the palace, she considered and stuffed five fertility pills into her purse. After taking the five pills, she thought,
There is no guarantee that the pregnancy will be diagnosed when she returns to the womb.
But God just didn't agree with Da Tong's wish. Kangxi was busy all day, and in the evening he preferred Chang Zai, who was born in Xuan Baoyi, and Zhang Jia, a gentle and gentle man, to sleep with Da Tong. They took turns to serve Da Tong.
The chance to sleep was gone.
Da Tong concubine made various plans, and finally slept with her on the way back. Taking advantage of Liang Jiugong's unpreparedness, she ground up the dark brown powder of the herbal medicine and mixed it into jujube paste to make cakes and fed them to Kangxi.
Out of five pills, only one was used.
Tong Jia Yurou pursed her red lips, full of regrets, and could only think about looking for another opportunity after returning to the palace.
On September 16, the royal family left the palace accompanied by the bleak autumn wind and yellow leaves. On October 18, they returned to the Forbidden City despite scattered light snow.
As soon as Kangxi took a comfortable hot bath to wash away the dust from the long journey, he received the good news that the sweet potatoes in Huangzhuang could be picked.
Two days later, during the mid-term rest day of the North Fifth Institute, it was rare to have a warm sunny day with clear wind and clear weather in winter.
After attending the morning court, Kangxi returned to the Qianqing Palace, took off his bright yellow dragon robe, put on a black winter robe, and ordered Prince Yu Fuquan to accompany him, taking the imperial concubine, Yinti, Yinreng, Yinzhen, Ke
Jing, Xiaojiu, Xiaoshi, and the twins went to Huangzhuang on the outskirts of Beijing to watch farmers harvest sweet potatoes.
Fuquan thought that his son and daughter had not gone out to play for a long time, so he specially brought Muldenge and Changquan with him.
Muldenge, who was fourteen years old, spoke as the first outstanding graduate representative of Princess College in July. She is already a young girl who is about to enter her senior year.
She did not sit in the imperial concubine's carriage, but wore a bright red brocade riding attire, a ferret fur Zhaojun suit on her head, and a high black ponytail with two round white pearls tied on it. She took it out of the Zhaojun suit and rode
A white mare was walking with a "tap-tat-tat" sound among Ama, the emperor's uncle, and brothers who were also riding horses. They held the horse's belly between their legs and talked and laughed. It was so comfortable.
The young Manchu girl, who is dashing, elegant, smiling and extremely confident, has attracted the attention of many people on the road.
When the group of people arrived at a vaccination site at the outer city yamen, they saw from a distance a tall man in Tsarist Russian clothing at the front of the line and a clerk sitting at a long table, registering the information of vaccinated people.
An argument broke out.
Looking at the chestnut curly hair and red curly hair swaying through the gap between the crowds, Kangxi, who was riding on the black horse, felt a little familiar inexplicably. He raised the golden riding crop in his hand, pointed in the direction of the vaccination site, and pointed at the follower.
Fuquan and Liang Jiugong beside him said:
"Let's go and see what's going on over there?"
Several older children who were accompanying him on the left and right also became curious, so they put their legs under the horse's belly and followed it with a "click, click, click" sound.
Changquan sat in front of his own mother, riding on the same horse as Fuquan. Muldenge followed beside his own mother and brother, and Kangxi and his son followed closely behind.
Those who can ride horses in the capital are all rich and powerful people, not to mention the people in the capital who have extraordinary vision. They immediately recognized the yellow belt tied around the waists of Fuquan and his son, and knew that they were princes in the clan.
The nobles came, and a crowd of people who came forward to watch the excitement suddenly dispersed like birds and beasts with a "boom".
Prince Yu and his son arrived at the vaccination site smoothly.
People waiting in a long line to get vaccinated turned their heads and looked aside when they heard the "clack-clack-clack" of horse hooves.
The blushing and thick-necked Mrs. Peter, Golovin, and Menshikov, who were arguing with the clerk sitting at the long table in Chinese with a strong Tsarist Russian accent, also frowned and looked eastward.
Muldenge, dressed in red and white horse, is really eye-catching.
Peter turned his head and bumped into Fuquan, Changquan and Muldenge who were riding forward.
When they came back from Mount Wutai, Chang Quan sat in front of his mother, and together with Fu Quan, he sent Peter and his entourage to the training camp.
When they saw the Peter man at the vaccination site, both father and son opened their eyes in shock.
Changquan turned his head and looked at his sister next to him, and was about to ask Muldenge who was making the trouble.
Unexpectedly, my sister was frowning slightly, looking at Peter intently, as if she had seen this person before.
Changquan was stunned, and reflexively looked at Peter again, and saw the little tsar looking at his sister. The look in their eyes was so understanding that they both expressed:
【How come we met her/him again? Who is he/she?!】
Changquan scratched the warm hat on his head with his hand, looked at Muldenge in confusion and asked:
"Sister, do you know that person? He is the young tsar who fled from Tsarist Russia and took refuge in our Qing Dynasty."
Changquan spoke Manchu, and most of the people being vaccinated were Han Chinese. In addition, there were noisy voices around him, so not many people understood what he said.
Peter has been in the training camp for almost a year. His extremely high talent and bright mind have allowed him to learn to speak Manchu and Chinese fluently, and he is also improving in Mongolian.
He knew Prince Yu and his son, but when he heard Prince Yu calling the little girl "sister" whom he had met several times, he realized that the little girl in red was actually Prince Yu's daughter!
Golovin and Menshikov, the attendants standing on both sides of Peter, did not expect to meet the Qing emperor and his entourage here.
Menshikov glanced at Muldenge's face, and then glanced at his little Majesty from the corner of his eye. He felt that these two people were too destined, right? Why do they come out of the training camp in the capital every time?
You can bump into this girl while wandering around.
Muldenge also did not expect that the tall and handsome foreign boy in front of him turned out to be the little emperor of Tsarist Russia - Peter.
When she heard her brother Changquan's question, she pursed her lips, nodded and then shook her head.
The tacit understanding between the siblings made Changquan realize that her sister must have met the young tsar at some point, but now is not the place to talk, so she won't say anything for now.
Kangxi and Fuquan naturally noticed the interaction between the siblings.
Kangxi's horse snorted, and he reined in the reins hard. Seeing the eyes sizing him up and down, he ordered Fuquan:
"Second brother, stay here and see what Peter is doing. There are too many people here. I will take Baocheng and the others forward first."
Fuquan nodded, and then raised his hand to Kangxi.
Kangxi glanced at Peter, then tightened the reins in his hands, pinched the horse's belly with his two long legs, and made the horse turn around.
Yinfeng and Yinti, who were following their Khan Amma, also glanced at Peter in confusion, then followed their Khan Amma's actions and turned around and patted their horses and left.
Yinzhen also wanted to ride a horse, but he was not old enough, so he had to sit in the carriage with his mother, brother and sisters.
When the carriage stopped briefly, brothers Ke Jing and Yinzhen lay in front of the glass window, opened the beaded curtain with their hands and looked outside. Unfortunately, the carriage was far away, and the brothers and sisters could only faintly see someone at the vaccination site that looked like the yamen gate.
It's making trouble, but I don't know what it is about.
Qingyan also curiously glanced out the window, but due to the same angle of view, what she could see was limited.
After a while, the wheels of the carriage were rolling forward again on the street. The older one and the younger ones had no choice but to take their eyes away from the window, and then moved their eyes to the four breast dumplings sitting on the wool carpet, playing with toys.
"Peter, what happened to you?"
Fuquan, his son and daughter got off their horses and waved to the Peters with a smile.
Liang Jiugong also stayed here to help Fuquan.
Peter, Golovin and Menshikov walked up to Fuquan, imitating the Qing Dynasty people, and made a bow to Fuquan as a greeting.
Muldenge stood with his brother, looking curiously at the unlucky man with chestnut curly hair in front of him, wanting to know what happened to him this time.
When Peter heard Fuquan's kind question, he didn't think about being careless and pursed his thin lips and said:
"I also heard the news about cowpox when I was in the training camp. I learned from those Mongolian teenagers that this medicine can prevent smallpox. They have all been vaccinated. Today is a nice day, so I took Golovin and Menshiko with me.
My husband was out for a walk and happened to see
There were not many people at the vaccination site at the entrance of the government office, so we just followed the flow of people and lined up to wait for the vaccination. Who would have thought that the three of us queued up in a long queue and it was finally our turn. The clerk sitting at the table with a pen to record information said:
We are a foreign race and we will not be vaccinated."
"If only the people of the Qing Dynasty were vaccinated, I wouldn't care. Why can those Mongolians who are also in the training camp be vaccinated, but I can't? Isn't this a different treatment?"
After Peter said this angrily, a pair of big, well-jointed hands hanging by his sides clenched tightly into fists.
In the cold wind of winter, I stood in a long queue, but in the end I realized that I had no part in such a good thing as vaccination. I wasted time and energy in vain, and was freezing in the cold wind, as well as my Mongolian classmates.
In comparison, this does sound a bit miserable!
Fuquan looked at Peter's nose and ears, which were red from the cold, and his unsatisfied expression, and a smile quickly flashed across his eyes.
Mongolia is affiliated with the Qing Dynasty, and most of the young Mongolian nobles in the training camp are the future sons-in-law of the royal family and clan. The petty officials will naturally vaccinate these Mongolian teenagers, and Peter, as a Tsarist Russian, naturally does not have this
kind of welfare.
At this time, Fuquan inexplicably felt a sense of pride in his family and country because of the cowpox. He turned to glance at Liang Jiugong and asked with a smile:
"Manager Liang, how do you think this situation should be handled now?"
With a warm smile on his face, Liang Jiugong leaned slightly towards Fuquan and said:
"Your Majesty, before leaving, the Emperor told his servants that the young tsar is a distinguished guest of the Qing Dynasty. If anything is not urgent, you can handle it yourself."
Fuquan nodded, stroking his fingers and thinking in his heart.
Peter must be vaccinated against cowpox. We still don’t know how many years Peter will live in the capital. If he accidentally contracted smallpox and died during the journey, even the little tsar who fled would still be the emperor of Tsarist Russia. If Peter died in
Once they reach the capital, Tsarist Russia will have an excuse to raise troops, and the two big countries will definitely fight, which is not a good thing.
Furthermore, after Peter was vaccinated with cowpox and experienced the benefits of cowpox, as a king of a country, wouldn't he want to introduce cowpox, a miracle medicine, to Tsarist Russia to help the people of Tsarist Russia avoid the torture of smallpox?
When the time comes, what will he use in exchange for cowpox when he returns to China? It is nothing more than territory and gold and silver. Cowpox is not valuable, but the technology developed by the imperial doctors is valuable. How can the Qing Dynasty not suffer a loss in this transaction? A few thoughts
It quickly passed through my heart. Fuquan smiled and stretched out his right arm to make a "please" gesture, and said to Peter:
"Let's go, little tsar. It's true that junior officials don't know how to do things. I will take you directly to the government office to find a doctor to vaccinate you three."
Peter felt that Fuquan's smile was like a smiling tiger. Even though he smiled kindly, he still had some agenda.
"If you have too many lice, you won't be itchy; if you have too many debts, you won't have to worry."
Peter thought that now he was a down-and-out little emperor who had nothing special to offer, and he had nothing to offer that would make people rare or miss him. Cowpox was indeed important to him now. After hearing what Fuquan said, he did not hesitate.
He turned around and took Golovin and Menshikov with him, followed Fuquan's footsteps, and walked towards the Yamen Gate.
However, when he turned around, he glanced at Muldenge subconsciously, but Muldenge had not responded yet.
Her younger brother Changquan, who was a head shorter than her, moved to stand in front of her sister, and glared at Peter fiercely as if looking at a rude scoundrel.
Peter raised his handsome eyebrows, straightened his back and walked forward without saying a word.
Muldenge glanced at Peter's back with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and couldn't help but twitching the corner of his mouth.
This little tsar is not only a victim of abuse, but also an unlucky guy. He is really lucky. Every time he goes out for a walk, he can see this guy's downtrodden side. Compared with the emperor's uncle, he is really nothing.
What a majestic imperial statue.
About half an hour later, when Peter, Golovin, and Menshikov had all been vaccinated with cowpox, no abnormalities appeared, and the vaccination was successful.
Fuquan didn't waste any more time and took Liang Jiugong and a pair of children to the imperial village on the outskirts of Beijing.
The carriage moved slowly, and Kangxi, Yinti, and Yinreng's father and son could not go any faster on their horses.
When Kangxi and his entourage arrived at the Imperial Mansion, they had just dismounted. Not long after getting off the carriage, Fuquan and Liang Jiugong followed with Muldenge and Changquan.
Qingyan hugged Xiao Shi, Kangxi hugged Xiao Fourteen, Xiao Jiu and Xiao Shi were held by their eldest brother and the second brother Prince. The group walked forward on the compacted loess road while listening to Fu Quan's story beside them.
About Peter.
Kangxi listened and nodded, his second brother's handling method was correct.
Chang Quan, who was walking side by side with Yinzhen and Ke Jing, watched his Ama finish talking about the business, and couldn't hold it in any longer. He couldn't help but walked to his sister in a few steps, looked at Xiao Shi's hand and teased her.
Xiao Yinxiang and Muldenge, who were walking side by side with the imperial concubine, scratched their heads and asked anxiously:
"Sister, when did you meet the little tsar? Why do I feel like you two are quite familiar with each other?"
When everyone heard Chang Quan's words, they all turned to Muldenge, who was dressed in red.
Fuquan was also puzzled and wanted to know what his daughter would say.
When Muldenge saw everyone's curious eyes, he laughed out loud and counted with his fingers:
"Uncle, Aunt, Amma, actually, I have seen the little tsar many times before. Almost every time I leave the palace, I can see him wandering around on the street with his two entourages."
"Have you ever had a chat?"
Hearing that the two young men who could not be beaten by eight poles had actually met the girl many times, Qingyan couldn't help but shine with gossip in her eyes. She changed the position of Xiao Shi in her arms and hugged him up, smiling.
He asked aloud.
"It's not really a chat."
Muldenge pursed his lips and recalled with a smile:
"The first time we met was on the antique street next to the glass factory. On the day off from college, I had nothing to do in the palace, so I took my maid to ride there and happened to be looking at a stall in front of an antique shop.
The servants of their master have arrived."
"The boss was a profiteer. He broke a piece of porcelain that looked like a fake from the Song Dynasty and glued it together. As soon as the little tsar touched the porcelain, it broke. The boss turned around and went back to the shop and yelled at all his guys.
Come out, copy the guy and prevent the little tsar from leaving, and make him pay a hundred taels of gold."
"The little tsar said he had no money, and the boss was going to punch him in the face and call him a Rakshasa devil. I didn't want to meddle in his own business, but at that time I saw that this tsarist young man had a pretty handsome face. If he was
The profiteer's pig-headed face turned purple and blue, so he slapped his horse and stepped forward. Who would have expected that he would hear the boss's foxy face?
Fake Huwei said that he knew the yellow belt in the clan, and also said that he knew my Ama. How could I let this profiteer slander my Ama's reputation? He rushed forward on the spot, and happened to run into the guards patrolling the streets with knives.
, I asked the maid to show the leading officers and soldiers a token of the royal palace, and then asked the officers and soldiers to press the profiteer to see the official."
Muldenge put his hands behind his back and finished speaking in a clear voice.
Qingyan couldn't help but burst out laughing. She freed up a hand to touch the ferret fur Zhaojun suit on the head of her outstanding student and said with a smile:
"I really didn't expect that this would be a good drama about a female saving a hero."
"Haha~ Then Peter was almost punched in the face. He has grown so big in vain. What kind of hero is he? He is about the same as a bear."
Muldenge somehow heard the Royal Aunt's laughter, his face turned red, and he retorted in a small voice.
Fuquan's eyelids also twitched, he didn't expect his daughter to have such a fierce side.
As a father, he naturally puts the safety of his children first.
The land around the glass factory has now appreciated in value. In recent years, it has become a prosperous area in the capital. Those who can do business there basically have someone to rely on. There is no guarantee that the profiteer will really know anyone in the clan.
As for the yellow belt, he also needs to go back and have someone check to see if any of his disciples are using chicken feathers as arrows, relying on their own power to bully and oppress honest people outside.
He pursed his lips and said to his daughter:
"Muldenge, when you go out, make sure to take a few guards with you before going out. That's because you were lucky and happened to meet the officers and soldiers patrolling the streets, and the leading officers and soldiers had some eyesight to recognize them.
A token from Prince Yu’s Mansion, you are a girl, but
If there are no officers and soldiers at that time, or if the officers and soldiers are ignorant, you will be in trouble. Remember, the next time you step forward, consider your situation before taking corresponding actions. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.
Don't try to save others and get yourself involved."
"Yeah, Ama, I remember."
Muldenge winked at Fuquan playfully, hoping that his mother would stop lecturing her in front of so many people.
Kangxi weighed the fat son in his arms twice and laughed loudly:
"What Muldenge did was an act of justice. He drew his sword to help when there was an injustice. The profiteer who made the mistake was indeed at fault. He should be imprisoned in the Yamen and punished. Second brother, after we go back, you also have to go to the clan."
I want to send a message to the old princes here, asking them to restrain their children and grandchildren. Don't rely on the power of the family to make things difficult for the people. If they bump into me, they will be in trouble."
"Your Majesty, this servant understands."
Fuquan nodded hurriedly.
"Where is the eldest cousin? What happened to you next?"
Ke Jing also sensed the interest and ran to the other side of Qingyan in a few steps. With his almond-shaped eyes widened, he looked at Muldenge curiously and asked.
Muldenge did not lose his little cousin's appetite. He slightly frowned and thought about it, then said again:
"Well - after this happened, I regarded this Tsarist Russian boy as the one who was taken advantage of. I felt that if I didn't step forward to help him, I'm afraid he would really be killed by the profiteer as a little fat sheep. After all, rape
Even dragons are afraid of local snakes!"
Ke Jing nodded, and the beads on his head trembled.
"Later, the second time I met him, I was at the gate of the outer city. There was a rich man whose horse was startled and almost hit a pregnant woman. There was a little boy as big as Xiaojiu and Xiaoshi next to the pregnant woman's legs.
The child was so frightened that he just stood there and cried.
, when Peter saw it, he was tall and strong, so he jumped up on the nearby stalls, kicked the rich boy off the horse, and sat on the horse himself. He finally managed to control the reins and was not hurt.
To the pregnant woman with a big belly and the little boy."
"But the result is predictable. The rich boy fell off his horse and was bruised and bruised. Naturally, his followers stopped doing anything. Without saying a word, they rushed forward and started fighting with Peter.
He also said that he was going to be captured and brought before the officials. I thought Peter was quite unlucky, so I stepped forward and saved him."
"I didn't expect that Peter would be quite unlucky in the capital."
When Yin Ti entered her life, she felt that she had met the same pretty girl twice when she was embarrassed. She was so embarrassed when she thought about it that she couldn't help but said with emotion.
Yin Reng, who was standing next to him, raised his eyebrows with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile in his Ruifeng eyes:
"Brother, I think this little tsar is very generous in his work. He is able to bend and stretch, and he is also willing to lose face. He should not be underestimated."
Qingyan nodded repeatedly when she heard her nephew's words.
The poor little man who is now down and out will be the famous "Peter the Great" in the future. There is a dragon lurking in the abyss, how can he be an ordinary person?
Muldenge sniffed, sighed, and continued;
"Then there were four or five more times. We always bumped into each other in various places, but basically every time he was miserable. I thought at the time that this young Russian boy was having a pretty miserable life. I never thought he was Amma.
The Tsar Peter I was talking about, when I think about his true identity, I have to admit that he is really a completely unlucky guy."
After listening to his eldest niece's words, Kangxi's slender Danfeng eyes flashed with a smile.
No one in the training camp bullied Peter for no reason, not counting those who challenged him on Buku. Everyone was a noble boy and knew the importance of it, but Peter liked to run away and was beaten severely by the world, and there was nothing he could do about it.
A group of people were talking, laughing, and walking forward.
At this time, all the stewards from the Imperial Manor also hurried over.
There were also several big dogs and a sturdy, fat Mongolian cow rushing in front of the stewards, running towards Kangxi and others.
Hearing the "oooo, oooo" and "moo, moo, moo" sounds carried by the wind in their memories, a group of children all widened their eyes and looked forward.
Yinha has grown into a majestic big dog. Because Jingshan's rescue effect was the same as Sai Enhu's, a shiny golden dog tag with the word "Yinha" engraved on it was hung around his neck.
It rushed at the front, its two horn-shaped ears with white tips trembling in the wind. Its eyes were no longer the sky blue they had when it was a child, but clear light blue. It stuck out its red tongue and ran quickly towards Yinzhen with all its limbs.
Behind Yinha followed Sai Enhu. Sai Enhu, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, had also grown into a big bull. He was swinging his short ox tail and was shiny and shiny. When he ran, his muscles all over his body were shaking, looking silly.
"Moo moo" shouted and ran towards Yinti and Yinreng.
The "Saienhu" gold medal on the cow's neck shines brightly in the midday sun.
Xiao Jiu, Xiao Ten and the twins saw the four white Samoyeds and two fat Alaskan pigs running forward in a row behind a cow and a dog. The four milk dumplings were also excited.
.
Xiaojiu and Xiaoshi let go of their eldest brother and the second brother Taizi, holding their hands, and ran forward happily, shouting in their little milky voices:
"Jiye!"
"Oh yeah!"
Little Ten and Little Fourteen also struggled to slip out of their parents' arms. They happily jumped forward with their short legs and shouted loudly:
"Xiang, pull~~~"
"Zhen, no, pull!!!"
"Woof woof woof woof!"
\Ouch!"
"Moo moo moo!"
The sturdy Mongolian cattle and the five sled dogs all found their little scavengers they had not seen for a long time. They rubbed their furry heads against their legs and swung their tails in circles.
"Zhenye", "Oye", "Xiangla" and "Zhenbula", four sled dogs were transported from Wutai Mountain to Huangzhuang in the suburbs of Beijing with the royal convoy last winter.
The four of them are also well taken care of here, but they don't have the "cowpox power" like Sai Enhu, nor the "rescue power" like Yinha. The four sled dogs still have
Without the golden dog tags, their peculiar names were naturally not recognized by Kangxi.
Kangxi listened to the dog names with the names of his youngest sons coming one after another in his ears. The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely. He simply turned his eyes out and was not bothered, and directly asked the stewards to take them to have lunch first.