In the forty-seventh year of Kangxi's reign, on the first day of March, 19-year-old Yinlu gave birth to his eldest son. Kangxi named the child Hongming, and Wenxi affectionately called the grandson "Xiaoming"! Fucha gave birth to his eldest son
After marrying Yinlu's eldest son, he immediately straightened his back, raised his neck, and raised his eyebrows. Wenxi could always see Guarjia grinding his teeth, as if he wanted to chew Fucha into pieces.
"It's a hot day. Children can't stand the heat. There's no need to carry her every time you enter the palace!" Wen Xi saw her infant grandson Xiao Ming's face turning red from the sun, so she couldn't help scolding Mrs. Fucha.
Fucha's arrogant arrogance was immediately poured with cold water, and he could only lower his head and say: "Yes."
Immediately, Guarjia raised her chin proudly, "I know my sister wants to hold Hongming in her arms all the time, but she must also think more about his body!"
Seeing that the two daughters-in-law wanted to fight each other again, Wen Xi waved her hands and said, "You both go back, Lutong stays!"
Guarjia immediately blessed herself and said, "Then Yijia Gege can talk to E Niang for a while!" Then he glanced at Fujin Fucha's side with a somewhat proud look on his face.
Fucha had no choice but to hug Hongming and follow his descendant Fujin away in dejection.
After the two daughters-in-law left, Wen Xi lazily leaned on the pillow, pointed to the embroidered pier beside her, and said, "Sit down and talk."
Lu Tong sat sideways: "Zi Fujin is overjoyed to have a son. Master, don't take it to heart."
Not only was she overjoyed, her tail was about to go up to the sky, she said warmly: "I gave her a few words for her own good. It's better than asking Yilan to do something irreparable if she can't bear it."
!" It's just that they are fighting, Wenxi is also maintaining the balance between the two of them. In the past, the Fucha family had no children and their status was inferior to others. Wenxi was naturally kinder to her. Now that she has a son,
It's time for Wen Xi to be kinder to Guarjia.
Lutong nodded, "Master is thoughtful."
Wen Xi smiled faintly, a little helpless. She waved her hands and said, "I won't mention them anymore. Why didn't you bring Gefuhe here today?"
Lutong looked outside the hall and saw that the cicadas were making a lot of noise, "Didn't the master say that the weather is hot and children can't stand the heat?"
Wen Xi chuckled and said, "That's just for Mrs. Fucha!"
Lutong said: "Early this morning, Seventeenth Fujin came. After playing with Gefuhe for a long time, I asked Seventeenth Fujin to take care of Gefuhe."
Wanbi, she really likes children, and she likes cute and well-behaved children like Gefuhe. But she and Yinli are both too young, and Wenxi doesn't dare to get her pregnant.
Lu Tong smiled and said: "Seventeen Fujin is still young, so he will naturally have children in the future!"
Wen Xi took a look at Lu Tong's outfit. A flag suit with pine and flower green embroidered Chinese characters, and a large comb. The large comb was only decorated with jade, with a light blue velvet flower, and a robe hanging down one side.
Purple tassels made her look a little more old-fashioned than Wen Xi. Wen Xi couldn't help but shake her head: "You should also dress more brightly."
Lutong said in a low voice: "My slave is not young anymore, so he is not suitable for wearing bright colors."
Wen Xi couldn't stand Lu Tong's peaceful look, so she asked, "How many times did Yin Lu go to your room last month?"
Wen Xi asked so straightforwardly that Lu Tong's face turned red. She said like a mosquito, "Maybe five or six times."
"How many nights will you stay?" Wen Xi asked again. Going does not mean staying.
Lu Tong blushed so much that she could bleed, but she didn't dare not answer the imperial concubine's question, "Twice."
After hearing this, Wen Xi felt a little relieved. The two times were indeed not many, but they were enough for her to gain a foothold in the backyard. Yinlu had many concubines now, and not everyone could get a turn once a month. What's more, she still had a lot of concubines.
With a daughter, life can still go on.
Lu Tong said hurriedly: "I treat my slaves very well! I'm almost as good as Xi Fujin! Fujin also takes good care of my slaves, and Xi Fujin is also very polite to my slaves!"
Wen Xi felt a little relieved after hearing what she said was hurried but not fake. She casually chatted about other things, and after chatting for about half an hour, she asked her to go back. It wasn't that Wen Xi didn't want to keep her talking.
But if the sun will definitely be fierce at noon, it is better to call her back when the sun is not very fierce. Anyway, there will be plenty of time to enter the palace in the future.
There are two targets erected on the school field.
Phew - this arrow missed.
"Alas -" Yinli let out a long sigh, "Hit the shot again!"
"Haha!" Yinzhen jumped up happily, "I beat Brother Seventeen again!"
Yinli snorted and put the bow aside, "What's there to be proud of? You have one more finger than me, so you can naturally shoot accurately!"
Yinzhen's face was still childish, but what he said sounded like an adult: "It's obvious that Brother Qi has neglected to practice. The missing finger of yours is the little finger of your left hand. It doesn't matter much at all. As long as you are willing to practice hard, it won't be a problem! Ten
Brother Qi only has time to play with those rhythms!"
Yinli wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "What's wrong with music? It's better than sweating all over, right?" His tone was very complaining. Those little carrots in the Xuefang Palace couldn't beat him, so he licked it.
My own brother comes to compete.
There were beads of sweat on Yinzhen's forehead, but he didn't mind the heat at all, "I saw nephew Xiao Ming in front of me. He seems to have gained some weight. Children grow up so fast!"
Yinli snorted, saying this as if he was not a child!
Yinxiang bumped Yinli with her elbow, "Master Sixteen already has Xiao He'er and Xiao Ming. Brother Seventeen's wedding day is not short yet. Why don't you have anything?"
Listening to his brother's doubtful and contemptuous tone, smoke suddenly came out of Yinli's nostrils. Did he not want to have it? It was his mother who didn't tell him to have it! Who told him that he was not eighteen years old enough? He was actually raped by the little carrot head
My brother was despised and it was such a loss of face!
"I also heard that cousin Bi'er went to Tai Hospital to ask for the secret recipe for giving birth a month ago. Brother Qi, did you not stay with cousin Bi'er every night and went to be romantically involved with others?" Yinzhen said as a child
He said these words in a tone that was not suitable for a child, which made his brother's face turn red and white.
Yinli was so angry that he grabbed his brother's ears and said bitterly: "Don't talk nonsense to me! I only have two concubines in total, and I went to her for most of the month..." Yinli
Li suddenly felt that he should not talk about such inappropriate topics for children, so he had to snort heavily to express his anger.
Yinzhen rubbed his red ears aggrievedly and said pitifully: "Brother, aren't you worried about your heirs?"
"Huh! You don't need to worry!" Yinli said angrily, "When you grow up, worry about yourself!" Anyway, when Yinzhen grows up, it will definitely be the same. He is not allowed to do that before his eighteenth grandson!
At that time, he was laughing at this brat!
Under the shade of a tree in the distance, Kangxi put his hands behind his back, looking quite proud, "I have chosen the right person to ask Cao Yong and Yinzhen to ride and shoot. Now Yinzhen can be said to be able to cross Yang with a hundred steps! He is indeed my son." !”
Wen Xi felt a stomachache after hearing this, and Kangxi became narcissistic again, so she had to change the subject and said, "What are the two brothers talking about?"
Kangxi held his beard and said proudly: "Brothers are close to each other. This is my good son!" If Kangxi knew that the two brothers were talking about women, he would probably even vomit blood.
Wen Xi was very upset. Although her son was very happy to be praised, Kangxi clearly attributed all her son's good qualities to his seed, so Wen Xi couldn't be happy anymore.
Kangxi had a heroic attitude of pointing out the country, "This time Mulan Qiumi, I plan to take Xiao Shiba with me to show those Mongolian princes that my son can hit the target with a hundred shots at the age of eight!"
"What?!" Wen Xi was dumbfounded. She remembered exactly that Mulan was the cause of Yin Zhen's eight-year-old disaster! Wen Xi immediately shook her head, "Absolutely not!"
Kangxi frowned and said: "Although Yinzhen is only eight years old, his body is strong and there will be no serious problems! If you are worried, just go with him."
Wen Xi said hurriedly: "Your Majesty has forgotten that Jingyi said that when Yinzhen is eight years old, he will have a life-or-death disaster!"
Kangxi suddenly became displeased, and that displeasure was directed at Jingyi. But thinking of Jingyi's words, Kangxi didn't dare to ignore them completely, and he couldn't help but feel hesitant.
Wen Xi begged with a bit of pleading: "Forget it this year and wait until next year, next year, okay?"
Kangxi was also very embarrassed, "But I have promised Yinzhen to take him with me. As the emperor's father, how can I break my promise to my own son?"
Wen Xi's eyes turned slyly and said: "What if Yinzhen gives up on his own initiative?"
Kangxi nodded and said, "If that's the case, it would be great."
Within a few days, Wen Xi saw an opportunity and announced that she was "sick". Naturally, the root cause of her illness when she gave birth to Yinzhen recurred.
Wen Xi is now very good at makeup. She deliberately made her face pale. Coupled with her perfect acting skills, Yinxi immediately stood beside her bed with great worry.
"Mother, how are you?" Yinzhen personally offered a bird's nest to her.
A smile appeared on his warm and pale face, and he said in a very weak and protracted tone: "It's an old problem——"
Yinzhen's sad eyes suddenly filled with tears. He naturally knew what E Niang's old problem was, and it was naturally the root cause of the disease when she gave birth to him.
"Why are you crying, stupid kid?" Wen Xi suddenly felt that she had overacted, and hurriedly gave him a comforting smile: "The imperial doctor said that as long as you take good care of your mother, she will be fine in a few months. You Go to Mulan with peace of mind, your mother will be fine."
Yinzhen shook his head hurriedly and said, "No, E Niang, my son is not going to Mulan anymore. My son will stay to serve E Niang!"
Wen Xi made a move under the quilt and made a "v", and the battle was successful! But she took advantage of her son's filial piety, and Wen Xi was really embarrassed. Pretending to be sick was a tried and tested method against a filial son, so Wen Xi took advantage of it. , take it immediately!
Yinzhen blew the bird's nest, took a bite first, and said, "Mother, it's not hot anymore!"
Eating the bird's nests served by her son spoonful by spoonful, Wen Xi suddenly felt a sense of guilt.... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is My biggest motivation.)
