In the winter of the 22nd year of Yongzheng's reign, there was heavy snowfall.
Although Mrs. Wu Zhaku of Wufu Jin Dynasty was in confinement, her Qi and blood were severely damaged and she could not bear the cold, so she did not dare to go out. She had to stay in Nuange to raise her child all day long. Fortunately, the child was taken care of by a wet nurse from Changchun Fairy Hall.
Grandma Hanshuang also handled the general affairs properly.
In the Yanqing Hall, Wu Fujin looked at his biological mother and couldn't help but sigh: "You only know how kind your parents are when you raise a child!"
Her mother-in-law also gave birth to three sons, and she is the youngest daughter.
Old Mrs. Wu Zaku put a sable smear on her daughter's head. Her eyes were full of kindness, "You must take good care of the illness caused by childbirth. This woman cannot bear the cold at all."
Old Mrs. Wu Zaku held onto Wu Fujin's hand and whispered: "Don't be too verbose, Niang. That girl Pinyue is the daughter of our family. You can just use it with peace of mind. Concubine Ji, who is of humble origin, even if she has a child...
Why not? They are suffering for you. As long as they live in peace and contentment, what's the harm in treating them and their children well? You can also be known as a virtuous person, so why not?"
Mrs. Wu Zaku nodded. When she was young, she still didn't understand why E Niang had to give Aman as a concubine over and over again. Only in the past few years did she understand it deeply.
No matter how strong a woman’s body and bones are, she can’t bear to have one child after another!
Wu Zaku Changli exhaled slowly, "My daughter is not intolerant, but the prince always stays at my place more often. With the judgment of the Tang Court, I can rest for a few years."
Mrs. Wu Zaku nodded slightly.
This year's cold winter was so severe that the ground dragon in Yongzheng's Nuan Pavilion was so hot that he never went out after the severe cold. Even so, Yongzheng still had a cough for several days, causing the entire harem to carry strings to wait for the illness.
To treat illness and pray for blessings.
As a medical attendant, Concubine Mao must be more careful and dedicated than others.
After several days of busy work, the emperor recovered, but Concubine Mao fell ill.
Yongzheng's dog days are really harmful to people!
In the twelfth lunar month, Yongzheng officially decreed to bestow great names on his two grandsons. The eldest son of Qi Beile was named Yongyu. Yu means beautiful jade, which is a very good word. And Hongzhou's fourth son was also named Changli.
The third son, the fourth brother, was given the character "瑸" by the emperor.
"瑸", also the same as "玢", is the pattern of jade, which is also a good word.
Hong Zhou, who once again lost the right to name his legitimate son, was very depressed. "The Tang Court judge said that the long separation has damaged the body and that she will not be able to conceive again for at least three years. I don't know when the next child will be!" - even
I still don’t know if there will be another baby!
Shu Jin wished he could roll his eyes. It has only been two months since the birth, and now you are looking forward to giving birth to your fourth child again?!
"Okay, okay, you are still young, why worry about not having any children?" - But she is not looking forward to a long separation and no more children. Although it is a pity not to have a daughter, it is better than having to do this again!
While the two mothers were talking, Zhang Shoufa quickly came in and reported: "Your Majesty, the letter from Princess Huairou has arrived. The Emperor invites you to visit Qingyan in Kyushu."
Shu Jin thought to himself, it has only been a few months since I married in Khalkha, and this is already my second family letter.
Although the letters home from those who know are bound to report good news rather than bad news, and are also mixed with a lot of compliments to the emperor pinching his nose, Shu Jin still wanted to know the current situation of Feng Keli, so he put on a thick mink cloak and took advantage of the warmth.
The sedan then went to Qingyan, Jiuzhou.
Emperor Jiuzhou Qingyan's Nuange was as hot as summer. Compared with the cold outside, it was like two different worlds. Shu Jin took off his cloak and still felt hot.
But Yongzheng seemed to think it was appropriate, and even asked someone to serve her a cup of tea that was scalding to her mouth.
Shu Jin raised a smile and said, "Huairou has written a letter home again? Could it be that you are happy?"
Yongzheng stroked his beard and said, "Although I also hope to be happy soon, it's not so soon." After saying that, he handed the family letter to Shu Jin.
Shu Jin took it and read it carefully. The letter began with greetings to his biological father, wishing him a long life, and then praised how outstanding Fufu was, how loving they were as a couple, and how beautiful the snow scenery of Khalkha was, and even how beautiful the couple was.
On a snowy night, I saw the sky full of brilliance, so I reported this splendid scene - and said that this was the emperor's virtue, so it was auspicious from heaven.
Shu Jin:????
The emperor smiled proudly, "This auspicious sky light is said to be extremely brilliant, but it's a pity that I couldn't see it in person! For this reason, Dorzi Sebuten even sent a congratulatory form!"
Shu Jin was speechless and choked, congratulating Peat Ball!
Silly! This is the aurora!
It's just... I really want to see the Aurora!
But considering the temperature in Khalkha, well, forget it.
"Just reading the words in the family letter makes people fascinated! The emperor married Fengkeli to Khalkha, and Khalkha sent such auspiciousness. It can be seen that the emperor was wise and powerful, and even God praised him." Shu
Jin picked up nice words and praised them vigorously.
Yongzheng's smile showed a bit of relief, "I have been on the throne for so many years. Although there are auspicious reports from various places, I know in my heart that most of them are fake, or they are just fabricated and exaggerated. But there are hundreds and thousands of auspicious reports in Khalkha.
Everyone has seen it! It can’t be fake!”
Haha! Shu Jin laughed sarcastically in his heart.
Shu Jin quickly said: "Feng Keli has been filial to the emperor since he was a child, and everything he says in his family letters must be true."
Yong Zheng nodded slightly, "Feng Keli is indeed much more sensible now."
I was forced to be sensible!
Yong Zhengfu said again: "Send this family letter to Concubine Mao to read. After she reads it, she will definitely be cured."
Do you think Concubine Mao became ill because she missed her daughter?
Of course, Concubine Mao does want her daughter! But she was infected by you!
Shu Jin still said yes respectfully.
Ningchun Hall.
Concubine Mao shed tears when she looked at this letter home which was full of praises, "Feng Keli... she never used to be so full of praise! She also didn't have such a good literary talent. Someone must have taken advantage of her.
.”——Looking at the familiar handwriting, the longing in Concubine Mao’s heart only grew stronger.
Shu Jin was also lamenting, "Feng Keli and Afu have now temporarily lived in Guihua City. They can be considered to have relatives to take care of them."
Concubine Mao nodded with tears in her eyes. She knew that Feng Keli was trying to win over Fufu. So the family letter and the congratulatory form were sent to the capital together.
"It's a good thing that husband and wife are of the same mind." Concubine Mao could only comfort herself, at least this person was good to Feng Keli.
"But in Guihua City, drops of water must turn into ice. I feel cold in the capital, and Feng Keli is probably going to freeze." Concubine Mao held the book in her hands, clasping it in her heart, and burst into tears.
Yes, even if you only live in Guihua City, it will still not be able to compare with the climate in Beijing. Shu Jin could only comfort and said: "There must be earth dragons in the Princess Mansion in Guihua City, and Feng Keli will not suffer from the cold."
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Seeing that Concubine Mao was still crying, Shu Jin could only hold her hand and said: "Don't worry, Feng Keli is no longer a child now. She knows what to do to live a better life."