"Guo Luoluoge said so many unpleasant things, but it was my eighth brother who helped Wanjing defend and reprimanded Guo Luoluoge, but I was pushed into the water in vain." Yinyou sighed, "When Wanjing left, , he does look very unhappy.”
Wen Xi smiled softly, the seventh brother was still young after all, and he didn't know why Wan Jing was sad, so she deliberately reminded him and said with a smile: "He is not unhappy because of that thing, but because...Jin's family Pregnant."
Yinyou was slightly startled, the beautiful Danfeng's eyes were tired but confused, "But my son did not neglect Wanjing at all because of the Jin family."
Wen Xi lazily shook her fan, "When Wanjing leaves, I want you to say 'congratulations' to me."
Yinyou smiled sheepishly and said shyly: "Actually, it's not a big happy event."
Wen Xi sighed softly and said, "Did you know that Wanjing cried when she said congratulations?" Wen Xi couldn't help but shook her head slightly, "Wanjing said that you are going to be an Ama. I guess you won't be able to do it in the future." It was time to play chess with her, and then she left."
"How could it be?!" Yinyou suddenly became anxious, "Among the brothers who enrolled in the school, I am the most idle. How could I not have time? The Jin family has maids and maids to take care of them. Even if I give birth in the future, there will be someone to take care of me. I wish I could play chess and write poems with Wanjing every day!"
From the looks of it, Yinyou naturally didn't take the Jin family to heart, and Wen Xi felt a little relieved. It's just that this silly goose is not stupid usually, so why can't Wen become smart when encountering such a thing? Xi, the matchmaker, was also very distressed.
"Concubine, please ask Wanjing to come back!" Yinyou had a pleading look on his face. His eyebrows couldn't help but frown together, "Eniang... she also likes Wanjing very much!"
Wen Xi said slowly: "Wan Jing has a strong sense of filial piety, so she should not go in and out of the palace. I'm afraid she won't enter the palace again until her filial piety is eliminated."
Yinyou's eyes were suddenly full of disappointment, and he was as helpless as an eggplant beaten by frost. He murmured: "Why didn't she say goodbye to me and just left..."
Wen Xi thought for a moment, then looked at the seventh prince's lack of energy and said, "Wan Jing also told me that it would be nice if you, like the eighth prince, didn't have any concubines or concubines like Fujin."
Yinyou suddenly felt uneasy and asked hurriedly: "Your concubine, Wanjing..." Danfeng's eyes narrowed as he spoke, and his voice became a little urgent. "Does she, does she like her eighth brother?!" "
Wen Xi often said something with a smile in her eyes, "Wan Jing also said that it would be great if the person she likes is Brother Eight."
Yinyou immediately said happily: "Does that mean Wanjing doesn't like the eighth brother anymore?" Suddenly, he frowned and said: "She doesn't like the Jin family?... The Jin family does have a bad temper, is presumptuous and hypocritical. Me too. I don’t like it. But Barda’s temperament is quite good, so Wanjing doesn’t like it either?”
Wen Xi couldn't help but feel slightly wary. Seventh Prince thinks that Barda has a good temper? This is completely opposite to his opinion of Jin. It shows that she is not simple, and I am afraid that she will become a big threat to Wanjing in the future! And Barda has a good temper. It was Cheng Fei who personally selected her. Because her Amma was a fifth-grade official, she was given the status of concubine Fujin at once. Although concubine Fujin was not included in the jade certificate, her status was only better than that of Gege's concubine. It’s just a little bit. But it’s one level higher after all. And Yinyou seems to have a good impression of her. It will be a few years until the next draft. If she has a child during this period, she is very likely to become a side Fujin in the future. The threat to Wan Jing becomes even greater.
It's just that men always feel that no matter how many concubines there are, they should be harmonious. Wen Xi suddenly didn't know how to explain, so she only asked: "Do you think Wan Jing and Barda should be as close as sisters? ?”
Yinyou frowned slightly and said: "That's not true... Barda's family background is mediocre, so naturally he cannot be compared with Wanjing. Barda also said that he will definitely respect Wanjing in the future."
Wen Xi's brows raised slightly. This Barda family was really thoughtful. He was afraid that it would be difficult to deal with, so he asked, "Does the Seventh Prince like this concubine Fujin very much?"
Yinyou shook his head, "I can't say that I like him, it's just that I specially picked a peaceful person for me. He is indeed much better than the Jin family."
Wen Xi said, "It's okay, but she didn't take it seriously, so she asked again: "You look at this harem coldly, how do you think the concubines get along with each other?"
Yinyou smiled and said: "Although some of them are not as close as sisters, they are still in harmony with each other."
Wen Xi couldn't help but shook her head slightly. Concubine Cheng must have protected the seventh prince too well. She is already thirteen years old. In this era, she is no longer a child. Don't children know that people's hearts are sinister? There is nothing worse than the fight in the harem. It's all gone. Hidden under the magnificent palace, there are countless dead souls and bones. The beauty who seems to be smiling and speaking sweetly will stab someone in the back.
After being silent for a long time, she said: "Harmony?!" Wen Xi couldn't help but smile, and her smile was very sarcastic.
Yinyou was a little confused by Wen Xihuo Ran's smile, and he said calmly: "Why is your mother and concubine laughing? Isn't it very harmonious? At least they live in peace, right? For example, your mother and concubine are very good friends."
Wen Xi was a little surprised and said: "Your mother-in-law is naturally different from others..." Concubine Cheng's early twists and turns made her look down on the emperor's favor. In her eyes, the seventh prince was naturally more important than Kangxi. There were too many. With status, palace power, and sons, she had these three in hand, and she no longer cared about Kangxi's favor.
"Do you know why your feet are not good?" Wen Xi asked.
Speaking of Yinyou's feet, he was still a little sad. If he couldn't mount a horse, he couldn't ride and shoot. Although he could walk without any problems, his feet would become crooked when they were slightly tired. Take off his shoes and socks, and that foot and the other Feet are different after all. As Yinyou grows older, he doesn't let others see his feet. He even washes his feet by himself, and he wears socks when he sleeps with his concubine Fu Jin. She still covers her feet to this day. A good hurt.
Yinyou couldn't help but move his left foot. That shoe always needs extra soft insoles, and the sole of his left foot is always worn more heavily. After all, he is different from ordinary people," E Niang said, She fell down once when she was pregnant with me."
After all, Concubine Cheng never mentioned the hardships to her son. Wen Xi sighed slightly and said, "It is really not easy for you to be born and survive."
Yinyou was slightly stunned, "Where did E Niang start talking about this?!"
Concubine Cheng didn't tell him, and Wen Xi didn't want to talk about it first, so she said: "Go back and ask your mother." She said no more. It was just time to remind Concubine Cheng that the seventh elder brother always has concubines. He is a human being, not a child, and he should know some things. Otherwise, being ignorant may not be a good thing.
Wen Xi didn't say anything, but Yinyou couldn't help but keep asking questions. He just had a lot of doubts in his heart and had to ask his mother to find out. Yinyou took out a dark yellow letter from his sleeve and said nonchalantly: "How can your mother and concubine do it?" Can you help me send a message to Wan Jing?"
The corner of Wen Xi's mouth pursed, which is good. It's always better for the woman to write a letter first. Yinyou wrote a letter to Wan Jing, so naturally she has to know how to do it. There are many boys and girls who have just started to fall in love, and there are many things they can't finish talking about. There is no end to the relationship. Missing each other is sometimes more worrying than being together day and night.
After receiving the letter and seeing off the seventh elder brother, Wen Xi asked: "Why has it been so long since the fourth elder brother has not come to the palace to pay his respects?" Because of the matter between Wanjing and the seventh elder brother, she put that matter aside. The back of the head is gone, but Wen Xi has called her three times and she still doesn’t come? Do you know something and don’t dare to come? Or are you stumbling over something?
Xiaoluzi bowed and said, "Master, I don't know. The household department is busy right now. The emperor has issued a decree to implement a new accounting method, and the fourth elder brother is in charge. There are so many things going on right now, and I almost don't have time to return home."
Wen Xi said oh, Wen Xi didn't pay much attention to the affairs of the previous dynasty, so she didn't know that Kangxi implemented the cousin's accounting method. Yinzhen was originally a workaholic, and now he was entrusted with an important task, so he must be motivated Quite right?
Forget it over there, he doesn’t like to come, and Wenxi doesn’t like to urge him to come. She just wanted to get to know this half-way son. Since he is busy, forget it. She took the three elder brothers who gave her Caizhou's suicide note said: "Give it to Fourth Brother and tell him that he does not need to come to see me in the future, and his Fujin does not need to come to say hello. Let him take care of himself."
Take care of yourself.
I hope he really takes care of himself.
Wen Xi said silently.
A yellow leaf on the magnolia tree outside the hall turned and rustled, indicating that autumn had arrived.
Caizhou's suicide note had just been sent out, and the fourth elder brother hurriedly entered the palace the next day. Wen Xi was in Yinlu's study in the side hall, watching him write stroke by stroke, writing very seriously. The window opened, pouring in fresh air The morning breeze dispersed the sleepiness of morning. The faint sunshine fell on one side of Yinlu's face. The round and tender face was coated with a layer of gold, and the scene was particularly calm.
Wen Xi was sitting under the window, occasionally looking at the autumn breeze that had arrived unknowingly outside the palace, and at the same time ordered someone to invite Brother Si to come here.
It is a good time to get up in the morning to read. Yinlu never sleeps too much, goes to bed early and gets up early. Since last year, he has started to get up according to the time when his brother entered school, first read aloud for half an hour, and then read the big characters.
"Eniang, I've finished writing." Yinlu raised his head, put down the brush, and said in a clear voice.
Wen Xi turned around and saw Yin Lu's face with a slight smile, and also saw Si Age standing at the door of the study.
Open the window for ventilation, and of course the door must be open so that the air can flow unobstructed. The wind flows in through the window and blows out from the door. The gentle wind blows the golden belt around Yinzhen's waist. He stood there on the wallpaper ground, It seems that he has grown a lot taller and lost a lot of weight. Taking a closer look, Wen Xi has not seen his fourth brother for a long time, and he did not realize that there have been so many changes. Time can indeed change a lot of things.
It's been more than a year since Kangxi didn't allow him to come to pay his respects, right? Wen Xi said silently.
Yinzhen is already sixteen years old. A sixteen-year-old boy looks more mature and steady. He is more than seven feet tall and quite tall. His face looks a bit haggard, and his eyes are bloodshot, as if he is in a hurry. I came here in a hurry, with the smell of dust still under my feet. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)