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Chapter 177 Drafting a Purpose

According to the rules of the palace, after a concubine reaches the age of thirty, she will completely stop sleeping with her.

Little Concubine Tong, who is already forty years old this year, is old and has lost her beauty, and is not favored. Apart from communing with him every day for memorials, she rarely sees the emperor a few times a year.

According to Wei Zhu's understanding, the emperor's intention was to ask Yuzhu not to leave the palace tonight, but to stay with the sick Concubine Tong and have a good talk...

However, men and women were heavily guarded, and it was impossible for Kangxi to speak clearly.

Kangxi sent Wei Zhu to follow him, just to use his mouth to reveal his meaning to Yuzhu in private.

Yuzhu obviously understood, but deliberately pretended to be stupid.

Are you kidding me?

Among the serious foreign ministers, who would stay in the palace? Who would dare to stay in the palace?

Yuzhu can guarantee that he dares to stay in the palace tonight. Tomorrow, Han Zhanke will definitely drown him completely with the impeachment details of those upright officials in Hanzhan Kedao.

The rules in the palace are just rules and cannot be exceeded!

If Yuzhu was really a young man who had never experienced the storm, he would probably have followed Wei Zhu's hint.

However, Yuzhu is a veteran who has been in the officialdom for more than 20 years. How could he have such a big deal?

Kangxi clearly dug a hole, and after Yuzhu stupidly jumped in, his reputation was completely ruined, so he finally gave him a hand.

Hey, Yuzhu, if you have real ability and a strong family background, why bother jumping into a pit yourself?

To put it bluntly, even if Kangxi doesn't reuse him now, Yuzhu really isn't worried at all.

When the prince was deposed and Lao Ba's power expanded to an extremely frightening level, a huge political whirlpool swept through the entire court. At that time, Kangxi would definitely think of the sharp knife of Yuzhu.

On the other hand, according to Yuzhu's understanding, this was also a big test of whether Kangxi's mind was truly mature before Kangxi reused him.

Yuzhu passed the test and was successfully promoted to a high position. If he didn't pass the test, Kangxi would regard him as a knife purely for cutting people, a broken knife that could be thrown away after use.

After arriving at Jingren Palace, little Concubine Tong couldn't help but be overjoyed when she heard that Yuzhu was ordered to visit her.

Seeing little Concubine Tong struggling to get up, Wei Zhu quickly leaned over and persuaded her: "Your Majesty, Long live the Lord said that you are Yuzhu's biological aunt and father." These words have a lingering aftertaste that makes people think deeply.

Who would have thought that Little Concubine Tong said: "Even if we are close relatives, when we meet for the first time, I will be disheveled. How can I behave like this?"

"Come here, help me change my clothes."

Little Concubine Tong ignored Wei Zhu's secret threat at all, went her own way, dressed up, and took her seat in the main hall.

Wei Zhu shook his head in understanding, smiled dumbly, and said nothing.

Little Concubine Tong is already forty years old. She has no favor, no children, and no love. At most, she is just a living widow with a high status.

To put it bluntly, even if she offended the emperor, what could be done to her?

Don’t look at the monk’s face but look at the Buddha’s face.

Even if it was for the sake of Tong Guowei, Longkoduo, Qingtai and Yuzhu, the four Tong family members, it was impossible for the emperor to do anything to little Concubine Tong.

"Your Majesty Yuzhu, I sincerely wish you the best of luck to your concubine."

The etiquette cannot be discarded!

Even in private situations, Concubine Tong is the king and Yuzhu is the minister, and they cannot be overly polite!

"Yili." Due to Wei Zhu's presence, Little Concubine Tong still had to carry the airs she should have.

"Thank you, empress." Yuzhu saluted gracefully and did not dare to slack off.

"Come, please take a seat and serve tea."

After the formal greeting, Little Concubine Tong smiled and waved, "Little monkey, come, sit next to your aunt, and let your aunt take a good look at you."

Yuzhu ignored Wei Zhu's surprised look and sat obediently on the brocade stool beside Little Concubine Tong. He deliberately raised his handsome face and let Little Concubine Tong take in her full view.

"Tsk, tsk, I really didn't expect that my little nephew is so handsome. Hehe, I got an advantage over that old aunt of the Fucha family for nothing." Little Concubine Tong made such a joke, and Yuzhu immediately laughed.

"Auntie, the Fucha family is very beautiful, and my nephew is quite handsome and blessed." Yuzhu understood the pain of little Concubine Tong very well. Since they were sitting together, he might as well say something happy.

The nature of close relatives who have met is completely different from those who have not.

Little Concubine Tong kept staring at Yuzhu, watching him smile and being funny, she couldn't get enough of it.

Before that, Wei Zhu suddenly became much friendly towards Concubine Tong.

Little Concubine Tong was also a very smart person. She thought about it carefully and guessed the truth. Yuzhu must have taken care of Wei Zhu.

Before Yuzhu failed to win the first prize, Longkodo often took care of little Concubine Tong. However, both Liang Jiugong and Wei Zhu only showed perfunctory favor to her.

After dealing with Wei Zhu for so many years, how can Concubine Tong still not know whether he is sincerely caring for her?

People who stay in the palace are not thoughtful enough and will not live long at all.

This kid Yuzhu is really a caring person. He knows how hard it is to feel sorry for his aunt, so it is natural for Little Concubine Tong to give him a heads up.

"How much do you play at home on weekdays?" Little Concubine Tong asked in detail, wanting to know everything.

Yuzhu picked up some interesting things and told them one by one to little Concubine Tong.

"Auntie, my nephew used to take the top exam. Every day, apart from reading, he practiced calligraphy, and learned Mongolian and Tibetan. How could he have time to play? Now, my nephew likes to go shopping. Let's taste Wang Zhihe's smell first.

Tofu, and skewers of candied haws, and when I’m tired from walking, I sit on the second floor of the teahouse and watch the pretty girls and their little wives on the street.” Yuzhu’s witty words made little Concubine Tong fall forward and backward.

"Humph, you little hozen, you are looking at me and I don't know how beautiful Fucha is, or what?" Little Concubine Tong presides over the palace's beauty show every three years. Fucha Xiuyun is extraordinarily handsome, how could she?

How can I not know?

Yuzhu said with a smile: "My aunt and nephew are also very lucky. If her Guo Luomafa hadn't died of illness and delayed her future, how could she have given me an advantage?"

"Which of the girls around you are very careful?" Little Concubine Tong looked like she was just making things happen. Wei Zhu beside her sighed secretly, this is too boring.

After all, Wei Zhu had received great benefits from Yuzhu. He stood aside for a while, deliberately made an excuse, and temporarily went to the minister's room.

As soon as Wei Zhu left and no one else was around, little Concubine Tong's eyes suddenly turned red, she stretched out her hands and called out in a choked voice: "My son, come here, let your aunt hug you."

Yuzhu was deeply moved when he saw Little Concubine Tong's true feelings, so he obediently leaned over and deliberately lowered himself to let her hug her tightly.

Little Concubine Tong hugged Yuzhu with one hand, stroked his handsome face with the other, and sobbed softly: "My son, if your cousin falls to the ground safely, he will be fine. He is eight years older than you.

"

At first glance, this may sound like nothing. But upon closer inspection, it hides an extremely bloody and cruel inside story.

Yuzhu shuddered fiercely, but after realizing it, he felt particularly sad.

In Kangxi's backyard, all Mongolian women were barren.

Moreover, neither the fourth child's adoptive mother, Queen Xiaoyi, nor her concubine, Xiao Tong Guifei, had children, which was extremely strange in itself.

Tong Banchao made the first relative of the Tong family powerful and decent. However, correspondingly, the two daughters of the Tong family who entered the palace lived a miserable life.

To put it bluntly, if Queen Xiaoyi gave birth to a son, the danger to Prince Yinreng would be too great.

The same goes for Concubine Tong. The more powerful the Tong family outside the palace is, the less likely she is to have children.

How can there be true love in heaven?

What could Yuzhu say? He could only hug little Concubine Tong tightly and whispered: "Auntie, I'm here, don't be afraid. If you want to cry, just cry happily."

Little Concubine Tong hugged Yuzhu's waist fiercely, and the joy in her heart was simply difficult to describe in words.

If it were Tong Guowei, he would simply advise her to keep her peace and serve the emperor well.

Longkodo would give her money and gifts in private and help her with things she needed to do outside the palace.

Only the child Yuzhu encouraged her to cry loudly!

Okay, great, she was right about him, he was really a considerate and sensible boy.

Little Concubine Tong couldn't help but hugged the jade pillar and cried loudly. She cried so hard that the sky was dark and the earth was dark. She cried so miserably.

Yuzhu couldn't help but shed tears, and the aunt and nephew hugged each other and cried.

Little Concubine Tong cried for a full quarter of an hour before she stopped crying. After she washed her face and put on makeup, she smiled and joined Yuzhu, chatting about everyday things.

Li Si'er knew almost everything about Longkodo.

According to Li Si'er, little Concubine Tong refused to enter the palace, and it was Tong Guowei who used her biological mother as a blackmail, so she was forced to enter the cannibal palace.

"Auntie, my nephew is now somewhat powerful. If there is anyone who needs to be taken care of, just give them instructions and your nephew will do his best to take care of them."

Yuzhu's words have a special meaning and are profound.

After staying in the palace for so many years, Little Concubine Tong has become a master even though she is a fool.

"Well, that's just what you asked. I won't tell others." Little Concubine Tong bit Yuzhu's ear and said her name as loud as a mosquito.

Yuzhu remembered the name firmly, and then smiled and said, "Auntie, don't worry, my nephew is very reliable in doing things."

This is a name that must not be spoken publicly. It is of great importance. God knows it, earth knows it, and only my aunt and nephew know it.

If it weren't for the fact that little Concubine Tong was already old and in poor health, she would have died in her stomach if she didn't have much time to live.

However, Yuzhu knew it very well. Although little Concubine Tong was always sick, she lived a long life. After Qianlong ascended the throne, she lived for more than ten years.

This person, the more sick he is, the more he takes medicine every day, the longer he lives. This is really weird.

Yuzhu is a foreign minister. The chance of meeting Xiao Guifei Tong cannot be said to be completely non-existent in the future, but it is extremely slim.

What was difficult to deal with was that although Xiuyun was a fourth-grade married woman, Kangxi kindly deprived her of the right to enter the palace to see the empress dowager and concubines.

Then we can only wait for Yuzhu to marry little Cao Jia, and let her often pass the sign to the palace to visit little Concubine Tong.

Just because she knew it would be difficult to see her again, Concubine Tong did not let the jade pillar go out of the palace until the palace gate was about to "lower the price of a thousand taels."

Thousands of people were sent down to lock the palace gate, which was later rumored to be "sending money and food".

Wei Zhu went back to Qianqing Palace and reported the whereabouts of Yuzhu. Kangxi nodded and said casually: "I am a little monkey who knows etiquette. Let's ask Zhang Tingyu to come in and draft the edict."

"嗻."

Little monkey, when Wei Zhu heard these three words, he understood that Yuzhu had truly entered the heart of Lord Long Live.

Wei Zhu thought to himself, if Yuzhu really stayed in the palace, hey, he would be too ignorant.

Once you see the good future at hand, you will definitely miss it.

It's different now. Long live the Lord asked Zhang Tingyu to draft the decree. I'm afraid the jade pillar will be reused.

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