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Chapter 1515 Nothing is a coincidence

 No legitimate wife is happy to have a concubine’s eldest son in the family.

Bafujin is no exception.

Mammy had already mentioned this matter in her ears. Even if she wanted to adopt a concubine in the future, she should not adopt a concubine's eldest son.

Because the eldest son of a concubine will not be grateful, he will only become angry if he has his biological mother by his side to raise him.

You can imitate the crown princess and raise the bastard son in the future.

The eighth prince's face looked a little ugly.

Doesn't Fujin look forward to this child?

Bafujin's eyelids were drooped. She really wasn't looking forward to this child, and she was curious in her heart, wanting to pay attention to the door restrictions across the courtyard.

There has been no movement for several years. The Eighth Prince has only been exposed to rain and dew for three months, so why is there any movement?

Wang Gege’s belly is really a blessed place?

It's been three or four years, why has there been no movement?

But Bafujin didn't bother to find out.

This is the eighth prince's Baylor Mansion. As long as she lives in peace in her own yard, the rest of the place is up to the eighth prince.

Even if something was really wrong, it would be difficult for Eighth Prince, but in the inner courtyard of a deep house, with so many people and so many eyes, the possibility of that is very slim.

Did Eighth Prince see the imperial doctor in private?

Speculations arose in Bafujin's mind.

Keeping an outsider is not a good thing, and it is inconsistent with the eighth prince's behavior.

Maybe create a place to secretly take medicine to recuperate?

The Blessed One felt a bit regretful.

Did your wish come true?

I also look forward to the eighth prince becoming the second Prince Zhuang.

She looked at her nails, which were dyed with impatiens flowers in the summer and had grown out.

The fingernails are beautiful and the fingers look like green onions.

No matter where that child came from, she didn't have sticky fingers anyway, and she won't bear the blame.

Thinking of this, she straightened her waist and looked up at the eighth prince.

Is this a complete cure or not?

So if the seeds are not good, they will not be able to hold a fetus?

Bafujin recalled the incident of his miscarriage. He was wearing flat shoes at the time and the fall was not painful, but the baby was aborted.

Is this also the reason?

Ba Fujin put away his carelessness and looked at Ba Age to investigate.

The eighth elder brother is the prince's elder brother. It stands to reason that he has lived well since he was a child and his health will not be in short supply. However, with the example of the ninth elder brother, it is hard to say.

Concubine Yi was still in charge of the palace at that time and could not reach her brother.

The good concubine is even more incapable of protecting her son.

It’s really hard to say whether it’s a good thing or bad for a six-year-old child to move to the palace and live alone.

She wanted to see the pulse of Eighth Prince in the past few years.

But if the eighth prince really mentioned the heir in the pulse record, wouldn't the news have already come out?

Or did the emperor, who was protecting his son, let the imperial hospital cover up the matter?

Ba Fujin recalled that time when Kangxi rewarded a woman with an official position, and her other sons were two, and Ba'age was four.

Is it because he loves his "youngest son", or is it because the eighth prince's case has been found to be inappropriate?

Ba Fujin's eyes were like daggers, and his face was full of suspicion.

Brother Ba was sitting on pins and needles. He dared not look directly into Ba Fujin's eyes. He looked away and asked softly: "What are you looking at?"

Ba Fujin had already put away the suspicion on his face and said: "If I am in a hurry to ask for a son, then wait until the spring warms up and take the Fucha family to Hongluo Temple. Even if you ask for a son, a side wife is better than a concubine!"

The eighth prince couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this.

Ba Fujin felt that life was too boring. If Ba A Ge had a chance of improvement, she would rather have her eldest son born from Fu Cha's belly.

It has been three years since Mrs. Fucha entered the government, and they haven't had much contact with each other. However, compared to those women who were serving as officials, Ba Fujin still felt that Mrs. Fucha was more sensible.

It would be interesting if the Fucha family couldn't give birth either.

Maybe life is like a backwater, and Ba Fujin is not only looking forward to having more sons from the Fucha family, which will arouse the fighting spirit between the Fucha family and him; he is also looking forward to whether the Fucha family will not give birth to children, and then the eighth prince will be "unable" again.

"Unwillingly" to "go to the rain and dew"?

Bafujin remembered something. There was a vague rumor coming from the front that someone was pregnant, and it seemed that the Fucha family was involved.

Then what did Fucha do?

When entering the palace to pay respects on the Holy Shou Festival, he wears three-and-a-half-inch flag shoes.

Gee, who is that for?!

Could it be that Wang Gege’s belly is weird?

The pregnant one is not from the palace, but from outside?

The eighth elder brother wanted to have a child through a surrogate mother's body and bear it in the name of the Fucha family, but the Fucha family was not happy?

Ba Fujin felt that he shouldn't think too much about this. If he thought about it too much, he would be even more disgusted when he looked at Ba Age.

The good concubine is also interesting. She gets close to the Fucha family in front of her, thinking that she can get into trouble with her, which is just a little scheme.

The Eighth Prince could no longer sit still, so he stood up and left, but he forgot to tell him not to ask for help from the official woman...

*

Sibeile Mansion, main room.

They are also talking as a couple, but the atmosphere between Si Age and Si Fujin is much better.

If we really want to talk about the love between husband and wife, it is not the sticky kind, but they have grown up together, not only as husband and wife, but also as relatives.

In addition, Si Fujin entered the palace at the age of ten and had no relatives around him. It was also taught by Si Age that he responded and acted according to Si Age's wishes.

The fourth elder brother loves his daughter very much and wants to make more thorough preparations.

It may not be safe to only think about merit and seek grace.

When the princes supervise the ministries, who has no merit?

When everyone has merit, the merit will not be conspicuous.

The fourth elder brother thought of the ninth elder brother's carriage.

Even though the elderly ministers, chamberlains, and bachelors all rode horses, Brother Jiu could confidently ride in a carriage. The emperor's father turned a blind eye and let him go.

That's because everyone knows that Brother Jiu is weak.

Even the imperial father would not ask the ninth elder brother to ride a horse.

The fourth elder brother said to Si Fujin: "Er Gege is eight years old. Although she is raised in the main courtyard, she does not need to be called out to meet guests or taken out on weekdays."

Si Fujin was a little puzzled at first, and said: "Then when you are ten years old, you can save your head and see us again?"

Even if I see guests on weekdays, they are not outsiders, they are aunts and uncles.

After a child is vaccinated, he will no longer be shy about seeing others.

The fourth elder brother said: "Today Zhasak Tuhan proposes marriage..."

Si Fujin understood it immediately and hesitated: "Is it too early? There are still many years left?"

The fourth elder brother said: "It's better to be prepared. Leave this shadow in front of the emperor as early as possible. It will be convenient for you to ask for grace in the future."

Even if you can't marry into the Eight Banners, you can still choose someone from among the sons of Mongolian princes who work in the capital, which is better than marrying far away.

Si Fujin nodded and said: "I understand..."

Although Er Gege was not born by her, she raised him, so Sifujin naturally hopes that Er Gege will do well.

But when the fourth elder brother went to the study, Si Fujin was also a little startled.

She is here at this age, looks at the cuteness of Ni Guzhu, and also hopes to have children.

She didn't look forward to it now.

If you really want to give birth to a daughter, how can you ask for two favors from one house?

Li Gege...

Although the fourth elder brother was very disciplined and Li Gege was not so frivolous as to come to her, there were only a few women in the house. Even if Li Gege lost one son, he would still have two children.

The fourth elder brother loved his children. When Er Gege was about to discuss marriage, for the sake of Er Gege's title, he would definitely give Li Gege a title.

Si Fujin smiled bitterly, this is the human heart, greed will arise if you are not careful, but people do not need to force themselves to live in this world.

There is no such thing as a relaxing and happy life like Shu Shu.

The next day was the day when the Fujins went to the palace to pay their respects.

There was a carriage parked at the entrance of Sibeile Mansion.

Si Fujin did not rush out, but asked people to look at the Eight Beile Mansion and the Ninth Prince Mansion.

When people came out of the Ninth Prince's Mansion, she got in the car, just as her sisters-in-law entered the palace all the way.

As a result, I didn't wait for the report from the front, but Zhou Song came instead.

"Our master caught a cold yesterday, and he didn't feel well when he got up early. We, Fujin, took care of him. We were afraid that he might bring illness to the palace, so he ordered his servants to stay behind the door. Fujin sent his servants to tell you, could you please help Wu?

Fujin sends a message..."

Zhou Song said hello respectfully.

After Sifujin heard this, he couldn't help but worry and said: "Then what happened to your master? Did he become an imperial doctor?"

Zhou Songdao: "I passed it on. It was said that I had a high fever caused by external wind evil caused by the cold and heat yesterday. I prescribed a prescription to clear away the heat and dispel the cold. We, Fujin, will take care of it..."

Sifujin said: "I'm very tired because I shouldn't have come back yesterday."

The fourth elder brother was also tired. He drank ginger soup, soaked his feet in hot water, rested early, and went to the Ministry of Finance this morning...

*

Ninth Prince's Mansion.

Brother Jiu was half-sitting, and there was a paper basket under the kang with half-full straw paper in it.

Shu Shu was beside him, looking at Brother Jiu and saying, "You should listen to me from now on. Let's practice Baduanjin together."

The tip of Brother Jiu's nose was red and he looked a little pitiful. He said, "If I had known I couldn't escape, I shouldn't have drank two bowls of ginger soup last night!"

Shu Shu said: "I only look at the good ones. If I don't drink the ginger soup, I won't be even more uncomfortable. This has driven away half of the cold, and the fever is not very severe."

Brother Jiu wanted to stretch out his hand to pull Shu Shu, but then waved his hand and said: "You'd better stay away from me, don't get sick."

Shu Shu said: "It's too late to avoid it now. When Zhou Song comes back later, ask him to go to Ning'an Hall and tell A Mou that we won't go there in the next few days."

Brother Jiu said: "I thought I would find a way to rest in a few days, but I don't have to think about it this time."

Shu Shu said: "Isn't that great? There are twelve younger brothers in the Yamen, and it just so happens that I have given up and am thinking about others."

Brother Ninth came and said with interest: "Then what are we thinking about? I'm eyeing Khalkha. The three Khalkhas spend hundreds of thousands of taels of silver every year. This money is like wasting money. It's not interesting.

But I can’t help but give it.”

Shu Shu said: "Then let me think carefully about what else can be sold to Khalkha besides salt tea..."

After hearing this, Brother Jiu thought for a moment and said: "Patent medicine and ginseng, these two are correct, but the quantity is limited, so the impact will not be great."

Shu Shu remembered clearly that hundreds of years later, Outer Mongolia was still a desert of light industry. In the 1990s, instant noodles had to be imported from China.

Shu Shu said: "You can try everything that is indispensable for food, clothing, housing and transportation..."

Brother Jiu said: "Mobei is different from Monan. The place is too big. Except for Prince Baylor, the people are still nomadic and can't find anyone."

Shu Shu said: "Where is the station?"

Brother Jiu said: "There is no fixed one. During the early wars, there were temporary ones. Each of the Khalkha tribes came out on their own. After the war was over, they should have dispersed."

Each time the Khalkha envoys came to Beijing, they had to travel for three to four months.

Shu Shu said: "Take your time, I will always think of a way..."

The couple had a day of free time.

The Fourth and Eighth Fortunes also entered the Shenwu Sect.

Wu Fujin and Qi Fujin have arrived and are standing not far away, holding hands and talking.

Seeing the arrival of Sifujin and Bafujin, Shu Shu was not seen, and both sisters-in-law looked at Sifujin.

Si Fujin told the story about Brother Jiu catching cold.

Wu Fujin is going to Yikun Palace, which is why Shu Shu asked Si Fujin to send a message to Wu Fujin.

Wu Fujin said: "This is really...our master is not very comfortable either. Today he sent someone to the Yamen to ask for leave."

It's just that the fifth elder brother didn't rest in the main courtyard last night, and Wu Fujin didn't see anyone, so there's no need to worry about getting over the illness.

Sifujin said: "We are all tired. Our master also went to bed early last night..."

Bafujin was listening, feeling quite strange.

The Eighth Prince did not go to the Yamen this morning, but he did not send a message to the imperial doctor, so the Eighth Prince ignored him.

Now she realized something was wrong.

How much colder is Nanyuan than Beijing?

Why are all of them sick?


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