Chapter 1947 Contacting relatives

In this case……

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...

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"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.
To be continued...