Kangxi felt sour in his heart, but his face showed disgust: "What are you doing? Speak up!"
Brother Jiu doesn’t want to talk anymore.
Ominous.
As the saying goes, whatever you fear will come to you.
What if this is really the case?
He immediately looked at the dining table and said: "My son has gone out at five o'clock, and he is ready to sing a big show..."
There are two seasonal dishes on the table: stir-fried shrimps and braised spring bamboo shoots, both of which look quite delicious.
Kangxi snorted and signaled Liang Jiugong to put on the dishes.
Brother Jiu smiled happily and immediately sat down unceremoniously.
Liang Jiugong saw this and gave him another wet towel.
"Thank you Shuda..."
Brother Jiu took it and remembered the little purple sand monk he had just brought back from Jingci Temple. He took it out from his purse and said, "I just happened to see it. Dai Shuda brought it back..."
It turned out to be dolls of various materials displayed at small vendors outside Jingci Temple.
This is the more delicate of them all.
Liang Jiugong was a little afraid to accept it and looked at Kangxi.
Kangxi reached out and took it over and said, "Let me take a look..."
The three-inch-long little monk, with his eyes narrowed when he smiled, and a pair of obvious wind-catching ears, looked a bit like Liang Jiugong.
Kangxi handed it to Liang Jiugong and said, "Since I brought it to you, just keep it!"
Liang Jiugong took it with both hands, saw the young monk's appearance clearly, his lips trembled, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should thank him or not.
This Master Jiu is still like this, he loves to tease people.
It’s just that I don’t want to curse others in my heart.
This little monk is so strange and rare.
If he had not entered the palace and married a wife and had children like ordinary people, he would have had a fat son like this.
However, it is more likely that there are many poor old bachelors in the world.
Brother Jiu had already urged Kangxi and said: "Khan Ama, the food is getting cold."
Kangxi then moved his chopsticks and picked up a handful of spring bamboo shoots.
Brother Jiu was really hungry and started to use his chopsticks.
He usually eats breakfast for breakfast, but today he had a solid bowl of rice and two rice cakes.
After eating, he felt sleepy. Just then, all the horses came over and were waiting outside. Brother Jiu went down.
Kangxi did not immediately call Ma Qi to come in, but ordered Liang Jiugong: "Go out and ask what Brother Jiu does in the morning."
Liang Jiugong responded and went out to ask questions.
Kangxi sighed.
Learn from history.
It seems that even late emperors are indispensable for this concern.
Some sons are chilling, some are fearful, and some, like Brother Jiu, are worrisome.
Brother Jiu returned to his residence and began to catch up on his sleep.
The Holy Emperor will stay in Hangzhou for a few days, and he will have nothing to do these days.
As for the logistics arrangements for the retinue, with Ding Zaobao and Gao Yanzhong here, there is nothing to worry about...
By noon, everyone knew that Brother Jiu was lighting lamps at Jingci Temple.
Kangxi looked at the list in his hand and couldn't laugh or cry.
It's quite worrying.
Even if my family members are not there, my uncle is not left behind either.
But there is no eighth elder brother.
"Who is this petty person following?"
Kangxi couldn't help complaining to Liang Jiugong.
Liang Jiugong thought carefully and said: "Master Jiu is still a child at heart..."
So he refused to reconcile with Eighth Prince.
Kangxi's eyes fell on the names of Prince Yu and Prince Gong.
As far as he knew, the contacts between Jiubele Mansion and those two royal palaces were normal, and there were no other contacts except for festivals and weddings and funerals.
Even so, Brother Jiu also lit lamps to cure the illness and pray for two uncles who had been ill for a long time.
This is filial piety.
What's even more rare is that there are also lamps belonging to the two concubines.
There are also lamps belonging to the county lord who came out of Prince Shuncheng’s Mansion.
Kangxi was both touched and regretful.
I should have cursed a few more times.
How many lights were lit at once?
I'm afraid it will cost thousands of taels of sesame oil.
extravagant……
The prince also saw this list.
The prince was a little stunned when he saw that his name was listed after Prince Gong and before his eldest brother.
Along the way south, Brother Jiu was not close to him.
The prince recalled the time in Xiaotangshan in the 1938 year when Brother Jiu collected money among the brothers and did not leave him behind.
The prince didn't want to think about Brother Jiu's intentions.
With Jiu Age's temperament, he is not a scheming person.
This is just doing whatever you want.
In the eyes of Brother Jiu, he still sees himself as the prince's brother, even if he doesn't take the initiative to get close to him.
Is this also the case in the hearts of other little brothers?
Yes, they are older than him, and they don't care about the position of the prince. Naturally, they can treat themselves as siblings instead of opponents.
The prince somewhat understood why his father doted on his youngest son.
The younger brother is also more likable than the older brother.
There is no eighth elder brother's name.
The prince felt disgusted when he thought of his eighth elder brother.
It doesn't matter whether you are far or near, and your relationship with your brothers is in jeopardy, but you should stay close to your uncles and brothers.
A fool with no ambition...
*
"Fourth brother, fourth brother, I also want to offer lamps..."
Thirteenth Brother’s heart is pounding here.
He did not believe in things about gods and Buddhas at first.
But in recent years, both Hongluo Temple and Jingci Temple have become somewhat mysterious.
It would be great if this worked.
Even if it doesn't work, it's just a matter of giving up some sesame oil money.
Brother Si asked: "How do you want to offer lamps?"
The thirteenth elder brother said: "The royal grandmother, Khan Ama, my mother-in-law..."
At this point, he knew it was inappropriate.
Brother Ninth was standing in front of him. If he offered too little, it would be bad. If he offered too much, he would be considered imitating others. If he offered too much, it would be arrogant and rude.
Everything is wrong.
He immediately wilted and said: "Forget it..."
The fourth elder brother held the eighteenth son and thought about the relationship between the ninth elder brother and the eighth elder brother.
After knowing the details of the feud between the two brothers, he no longer had any intention of making peace.
If it were him, he would have made the same choice as Brother Jiu.
The eighth prince is not a bad person, but he is not very honest in his treatment of others.
No one is a fool, and no one will always be a fool...
*
Cao Shun, who had been with his ninth elder brother all morning, got a half-day leave and went to Zhizao Mansion to visit his father-in-law and mother-in-law.
He brought Sun's family letters and gifts for the Yue family.
Sun Wencheng felt a little uncomfortable looking at his son-in-law, who was of a higher rank than himself.
When he was this old, he was an outgoing seventh-grade man.
Unexpectedly, Cao Shun would still have such good fortune after leaving Jiangning Weaving Mansion.
"Your father is in Jiangning, why didn't you go over in advance to say hello?"
Sun Wencheng cleared his throat and said.
Cao Shun's father is now selling copper with Uncle Cao Shun in Jiangning.
Cao Shun said: "My son-in-law has an errand on his back. When he arrives in Jiangning in a few days, he will go over to say hello."
Sun Wencheng said: "Aren't you going back to the House of Internal Affairs? Here at Baylor House, the chief of ceremonies has come to an end."
The three families of Cao, Li and Sun are closely related. Among the juniors of the three families, Cao Shun is the eldest and has the highest rank.
Cao Shundao said: "My son-in-law has little qualifications, and he was promoted by Master Jiu. With his success today, he is satisfied and does not dare to worry about high positions anymore..."
Sun Wencheng disapproved and said: "How can young people be so unambitious? Your grandfather is the second-rank minister, and your uncle is the third-rank political envoy. You should think that the young are better than the old."
Cao Shun is not yet in his thirties, but after five years to make up for the third rank, he has a bright future.
Nowadays, there are several governors born in Baoyi. Why can’t the Cao family look forward to just one?
Cao Shun listened honestly, without comment.
How can he compare with his grandfather and uncle?
He is the son of his father. His father served as a third-class guard for more than ten years and was promoted to fourth-class treasurer last year.
If it weren't for Ninth Brother Ticu, he would still be doing odd jobs in the Zhiwei Mansion.
Sun Wencheng looked at Cao Shun respectfully and reminded: "Suzhou is next to Songjiang, remember to go to the Admiral's Mansion."
The current owner of the Jiangnan Admiral's Mansion in Songjiang is Cao Shun's former father-in-law, Zhang Hou.
Marquis Zhang came to court a while ago, and Weng's son-in-law had already met him.
He went to Songjiang again to pay his respects to his former mother-in-law.
Cao Shundao: "When I passed through Suzhou two days ago, I took two days off to pay my respects."
Sun Wencheng nodded and said: "That's good. The Zhang family and your family are family friends, and they are also elders by marriage..."
Sun Wencheng had a somewhat rigid temperament and cherished his reputation. He was afraid that his son-in-law would become estranged from his predecessor-in-law's family and attract criticism.
When this son-in-law comes home, he not only wants to see Taishan, but also Taishui.
After Weng's son-in-law talked for a quarter of an hour, Sun Wencheng accompanied Cao Shun to the inner courtyard.
Mrs. Sun looked at her son-in-law, feeling both happy and worried.
I am happy that my son-in-law has been promoted; I am worried that my daughter has been married for two years and there has been no news.
Unfortunately, I can say these words in front of my daughter, but it is difficult to ask my son-in-law.
She could only ask how her daughter and granddaughter were doing.
Cao Shun also replied one by one.
After Cao Shun left, Mrs. Sun asked Sun Wencheng, "Master, do you want to send someone to ask for medicine?"
Sun Wencheng scolded: "Nonsense, my eldest sister is in good health, what kind of medicine should I take? This heir is just going to die sooner or later..."
Mrs. Sun knew the woman's difficulties. Before giving birth to her son, she lacked confidence in her husband's family.
"The Cao family has many female relatives in the house. The son-in-law is thirty years old and he still has no son..."
If he cannot give birth to a legitimate son, he will definitely take a concubine and give birth to a bastard son.
Sun Wencheng waved his hand and said: "The first-born sons of the Cao family and the Li family are all late..."
He is a bit younger than those two, and his son is about to start a family.
This person is none other than Zhang Hou’s niece.
The two families can be considered close to each other...