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458, On adoption matters

On the Lingbo Pond in Changchun Garden, the breeze stirred up ripples as slight as crepe yarn. Wen Xi sat sideways on the white marble railing of Yuan Fei Yu Yue Pavilion, holding a round bowl made of Ru kiln white porcelain, twisting out a few off-white fish.

He threw the food into the Lingbo Pond. I don't know if the fish food didn't suit the taste of the koi, or if Wenxi came in and fed the fish too much, they were no longer hungry.

"Tell me, what are you going to do?" Wen Xi put the round bowl on the white marble round table in the center of the pavilion and asked with raised eyebrows.

At this time, Yinzhen was naturally wearing an azure-colored Baylor court dress, with a red weft top tied on his head. His face had gradually matured, and had gradually faded away from the tenderness of a child. Now it was full of distress, and Yinzhen habitually acted coquettishly.

Said: "Mother, I don't want to marry Fujin!"

Wenxi sat sideways on the stone pier cushioned with goose feathers, picked up the enamel peony-embellished tea cup on the table, took two sips slowly, and then asked: "Your Majesty, Ama called you

Don’t you think those beautiful girls are to your liking?"

Yinzhen's beautiful forehead wrinkled: "My son just doesn't want to get married so early!"

"Well -" It's not surprising that Yinzhen has such an idea. Based on his current lifespan of forming a golden elixir, his current age is indeed a bit too young. What's more, over the years, Yinzhen has been following Jing for a day in the South China Sea and the North.

Naturally, he didn't like the restricted life in Beijing. At the beginning of Kangxi's reign, he ordered the construction of Baylor Mansion for Yinzhen, and he only waited for the day when it was completed to grant a marriage.

"Mom, please help your son talk to Huang Ama! My son has no intention of getting married, and he doesn't like those beautiful girls!" Yinzhen came up and begged with a grimace, half-coquettishly.

Wen Xi also lamented for a long time and tried to make excuses. Wen Xi had already told Kang Xi several times, but unfortunately Yin Zhen was really not young in Kang Xi's eyes. His two brothers were married at the age of seventeen and the other at fifteen.

They are getting married, and Yinzhen is already sixteen years old. In the future, he will only be a middle school student, but now he will be old enough to get married and have children.

During this draft, Kangxi seemed determined to end his youngest son's virginity, and Wen Xi could only look at her son with sympathy.

While he was talking, Li Dequan led a palace maid aged fourteen or fifteen wearing a fruit green cinnamon branch pattern to the Yuan Fei Yu Yue Pavilion. Li Dequan's old face smiled flatteringly: "I'm going to say hello to my master! I'm going to say hello to the Eighteenth Master!"

"

The young girl with very delicate features behind Li De's body also hurriedly followed suit and saluted: "I would like to say hello to the Queen, may the Queen be blessed with peace! I would like to say hello to the Eighteenth Prince, and may I wish you good luck to the Eighteenth Prince!"

His gentle eyes naturally stopped at the girl, and said with a hint of inquiry: "This is -"

Li Dequan's old face looked as bright as a chrysanthemum, "To tell you what my mistress is saying, this is He, the top maid in last year's primary election. She was specially chosen for the Eighteenth Master!"

From the corner of her gentle eyes, she couldn't help but glance at her son. Yinzhen muttered with a frown on his face. His tone was a bit angry: "Eunuch Li, I don't like this palace maid!"

Li Dequan was stunned for a moment, and then he still showed his signature flattering smile: "Eighteenth Master. In addition to the He family, there are a few good-looking ones. How about the servants call you to pick your picks slowly?" This He family can also be regarded as a housekeeper.

Naturally, a woman from a wealthy family secretly gave Li Dequan a lot of money, so when Li Dequan chose the person to marry his 18th elder brother in accordance with Kangxi's imperial edict, Li Dequan took advantage of others and recommended He.

"I don't even like it!" Yinzhen immediately interrupted Li Dequan with a stern face.

Wen Xi glanced at the silent palace maid who was kneeling behind her and said, "Raise your head."

"Yes." He responded Yingying, and raised her head shyly. Her beautiful eyes secretly glanced at the eighteenth brother who was following the queen, her face turned red, and she hurriedly lowered her head.

Wen Xi let out a long hum and said, "He looks pretty good." Then he looked at his son's face, but he still didn't look interested in him at all.

Wen Xi waved the handkerchief in her hand: "Take her down first, and we'll talk about this later."

When Li Dequan saw this, he had no choice but to call Qian'er and say: "Hey, that servant is retreating." After saying that, he looked at He, who was still kneeling there, and asked her to retreat with him.

Mrs. He bit her lips, quite unwillingly. This woman was indeed beautiful and very confident in her appearance, but now she was being despised. Her reluctance to admit defeat became even stronger. She raised her head.

Looking at Yinzhen with tears in his eyes: "Brother 18, what's wrong with being a slave?"

Yinzhen just curled her lips and was too lazy to pay attention to this delicate and charming woman.

Wen Xi couldn't help but frowned. He's question went too far. At first glance, he thought he was someone who knew the rules and was well-mannered, but it turned out he was also restless. As a slave, how could he be casual without being asked by his master?

Opening her mouth. Based on this alone, Wen Xi did not hesitate to put a cross in her heart.

Li Dequan immediately scolded him angrily: "You're so outrageous! You still won't back down!"

He lowered his head and did not dare to say any more words.

The spring scenery is beautiful, the pond is swaying, the breeze is blowing, the kites are flying and the fish are leaping over the pavilion. It is indeed a good place. At Yinzhen's age, it is the season of lust and admiration for Shaoai. When he met a charming woman like He, he was not at all

Are you tempted?

"Although Mr. He's rules are not very thorough, he looks pretty good." Wen Xi looked at her son's expression and said slowly.

Yinzhen frowned and said, "My son doesn't like pretentious women!"

Pretentious? Hmm... He is naturally a little pretentious. He has good skin but mediocre moral character. Yinzhen has a higher vision, but it doesn't matter.

"Then what kind of woman do you like?" Wen Xi asked with a smile.

Yinzhen lowered his head and thought for a while, and then showed a child-like smile, "Of course I want a woman like E Niang, who is beautiful, virtuous, and has both political integrity and talent!"

Wen Xi laughed unconsciously, and gave him a fierce smile between his eyebrows: "You are becoming more glib!" I really don't know who he is following!

Yinzhen chuckled twice and said suddenly: "By the way, Brother Sixteen has been extremely busy recently. Even Brother Seventeen, the person who hates trouble the most, has been taken away by him to work hard. It seems that my son has to work early.

Run away before you get caught too!"

Wen Xi turned sideways and said: "He is busy with the matter of Huo Hao's return to the father-in-law. If we have to implement it province by province, it will not take three to five years every year. I think you are too busy, so I might as well go and help you sixteen years ago."

Where’s my brother!”

Yinzhen laughed and said: "Where is the material, my son! The documents are so laborious, but the scenery in the north and south of the country is the best!"

Wenxi naturally knew that Yinxi had become a skinny monkey, and his temperament was a third like Jingyi's. However, as he got older, his facial features became more and more like Kangxi's, especially when he smiled, his red phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, which made him look quite young.

Heroic and cheerful.

"How long do you plan to stay when you come back this time?" Wen Xi asked casually. In recent years, Yinzhen has not been back a few times a year, but he has been writing letters non-stop. Most of them write about the beauty of local mountains and rivers, and the magnificence of mountains and rivers. Wen Xi looks at it

Heart itching.

Yinzhen lowered his eyebrows and thought: "Well - my son will leave in two or three days, and the draft will be over. If it is later, Huang Ama will marry his son without saying a word, but what should I do?" Immediately, Yinzhen said

With a somewhat naughty expression, he said, "Brother Sixteen is very comfortable with being surrounded by wives and concubines, but my son is very tired just looking at it!"

Yinzhen's temper was let loose, and his eyes became wider and wider. Naturally, he didn't like the fights between women in the inner circle. Yinzhen counted with his fingers: "Brother Sixteen, in addition to Sister-in-law Sixteen and Sister-in-law Fucha, there are also many young people."

"Xian Fujin, Lutong Shufu Jin, Niu Yanshu Fujin, have more than twenty concubines."

Yinlu had several concubines in Fujin, and Wenxi, the concubine of Fujin, naturally knew about it. Because Niyan gave birth to Yinlu's second elder brother, Hongxian, he was promoted to concubine of Fujin after Hongxian was one year old. As for the concubine, Wenxi never knew it.

As for the specific amount, Yinzhen often went to his two brothers' houses these days, and he even counted this.

"Brother Sixteen is indeed a little obsessed." Yinqi concluded.

Wen Xi curled her lips, where is it that she is a little too carefree? Is she too carefree?!

Yinzhen immediately changed the topic and said: "But if you have more wives and concubines, you can have more heirs. Brother Sixteen already has five sons, Hongming, Hongxian, Hongdan, Hongzao and Hongyan, but Brother Seventeen has none."

Yinlu's youngest son is Hongyan, a son of the Nian family in Jin Dynasty. The Nian family gave birth to a child for Yinlu in his early years. Unfortunately, he was born with a congenital defect and died soon after he was born. The root of the disease must have been left somewhere, so

Hong Yanhe was born a little weak, and even after taking supplements for so long, he still didn't feel well.

"Eniang!" Yinzhen's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, "Hongzao is so cute! She looks like Fucha's sister-in-law, so she is much prettier than Hongming!"

Hongzao is naturally cute, but Yinzhen seems to be the only one who likes this one among the five sons of Yinzhen. When Yinzhen was young, he was very close to the Fucha family and called her "little sister-in-law".

This was handed over to Yilan and he was angry and dared not speak out, so he became increasingly jealous and resentful towards the Fucha family.

"Previously, on Brother Seventeen's birthday, Brother Sixteen also said that if Brother Seventeen has no son in the future, he will adopt one for Brother Seventeen!" Yinzhen said with envy on his face.

Wan Bi also mentioned this matter to Wen Xi in a joking tone. Wen Xi never took it seriously, but now listening to Yin Xun's tone, why did it seem that Yin Lu wasn't joking anymore?

Also, Yinlu already has five sons, and his concubine Zhuge is pregnant again. He is no longer the infertile child he once was. Among Kangxi's young sons, Yinlu has more heirs. Naturally speaking

It was more grand, not to mention that Yinlu and Yinli were biological brothers. If they were adopted, it would be reasonable. However, Wenxi saw that Yinli and Wanbi were still young, so she didn't take them seriously.

Yinzhen took another two steps closer, pulling on his warm sleeves, and showed a coquettish look when talking to the little carrot head: "Mom! If your son is like Brother Seventeen in the future, can you ask Brother Sixteen to take care of him early?

Adopt to your son?!"

After hearing this, Wen Xi immediately turned cold and stabbed her hard on the forehead: "You are only sixteen years old, what are you thinking about this messy adoption thing?!" And she still used this flattering snack attitude,

It seems that what I am asking for is not a son, but a plate of favorite snacks! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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