Chapter 384: Boil a pot of wine, brothers are here
"Hong Zhou, you are still young, and you still have a long life ahead of you. Even if you are the emperor, there will always be things you can't keep or take back." Shu Jin spoke softly, looking at the light snow falling outside the window, and even his voice
It also gradually became a little misty.
"How can we demand perfection in life?" Shu Jin withdrew his gaze and looked at Hong Zhou, who looked gloomy. "What you lost was one of your four sons, and what Shunbi lost was her only flesh and blood."
Speaking of Concubine Shun, Hong Zhou frowned and said, "These few times my son has been to Qixiang Palace, Concubine Shun always cries and fights. It's really annoying."
Shu Jin: You are indeed worthy of being the eldest son of the scumbag Yongzheng.
Shu Jin also knew that it would be of no benefit to anyone if he allowed his concubine to make a fuss, so he said, "Let her calm down for a while. You... give her the money of a concubine and let her take care of her for a while."
If Concubine Shun can look away, take care of herself, and while she's still young, she can hook up with Hong Xiaozhou and have another baby.
Hong Zhou nodded.
At this time, the eunuch Dou Huaizhong suddenly walked in quickly with a joyful look on his face, kowtowed and said: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother have come to Yikun Palace to announce that the little master Hui Concubine is happy!"
The depressed Hong Zhou suddenly became energetic, "Seriously?!"
Shu Jin was speechless and held her head. The late emperor died less than three months ago... She thought that Hong Zhou was so busy that he would have no time to sleep with his concubines. Unexpectedly, he even lost his life!
Shu Jin said with a dark face: "You are really good at it."
Hong Zhou chuckled and said, "Your Majesty, the Queen deserves the award."
Shu Jin's face turned even darker: I'm not complimenting you!
Then Hong Zhou happily went to Yikun Palace to visit the pregnant Gao.
Alas, Gao's pregnancy came at the perfect time - as soon as she became pregnant, Hong Zhou immediately stopped being depressed.
But it couldn’t have come at a worse time! People just lost their children when they were shun concubines, and you had them right away, so why don’t shun concubines get angry and get into trouble?
Empress Changli also breathed a sigh of relief when she learned that Hui Concubine Gao was expecting a boy. She couldn't help but secretly pray that Gao would have a boy.
In Jingren Palace, the queen put her youngest son Yongyao to sleep and asked her eldest grandmother Chunxuan to prepare gifts.
"I'm afraid Yikun Palace will be very proud." Mother Chunxuan muttered.
The palace maid Pinlan said in a low voice: "Master, I am reporting that the man from Qixiang Palace smashed all the furnishings in the palace."
Queen Changli frowned, "Forget it, there's no need to argue with her."
Aunt Chunxuan hummed: "Hui concubine is pregnant just now, and she is acting like this. If she really gives birth to a brother, she doesn't know what to do?"
Queen Changli rubbed her eyebrows and said, "No matter what, Hui Bin must give birth to her baby safely."
If the concubine is just venting her anger in her own palace, but if she has evil intentions that she shouldn't have, she is seeking death.
Pinlan said: "Then...does she need to replace the bottles and jars in Qixiang Palace with new ones?"
Queen Changli's tone was as calm as before: "Of course she has to be replaced. The emperor just gave her the money to become a concubine. How can I treat her poorly?"
Aunt Chunxuan said: "I heard that this is the Queen Mother's intention."
Queen Changli sighed: "The Queen Mother is just too kind."
Pinlan whispered: "Isn't it! That concubine is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Now it is just for promotion, so she treats herself as the concubine! She didn't even bow to Concubine Shu when she saw her before!"
Concubine Shu has a soft temper, but she endures it all her life."
Queen Changli frowned again, "The Emperor and Queen Mother are showing great pity for her now, how can Concubine Shu not bear it?" - If Concubine Shun doesn't know how to restrain herself, she will suffer a lot in the future!
In the twenty-third year of Yongzheng's reign, the winter was getting colder.
Prince Yi cooked a pot of plum blossom wine in his study, poured two glasses of wine, raised the glass in front of his eyes, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Auspicious snow heralds a good year." Prince Yi said with a smile, "There will be plenty of money and food this autumn, and the people will have a good year."
The dead Majesty Yongzheng looked at the steaming cup of wine in front of him. He seemed to be able to smell the aroma of the wine. "A while ago, Yong Ying died in infancy. Hong Zhou was so sad that he even failed to do his best in reviewing the memorials."
Prince Yi comforted him and said: "It is inevitable for people to be sad. What's more, in just a few days, the emperor quickly became diligent again."
The dead ghost Yongzheng had a gloomy grimace.
"Fourth brother." Prince Yi called softly, "What the emperor did is not good enough, but he has tried his best, so why do you need to blame him for everything?"
The dead ghost Yong Zheng sighed, "I'm not blaming him, but I just saw Mr. Geng comforting Hong Zhou in Cining Palace a while ago. This kind of kindness has never been seen by the Queen Mother before."
Prince Yi was startled. The fourth brother's obsession was not only towards the Queen Mother, but also towards the Queen Mother Xiao Gongren.
"Empress Dowager Xiao Gongren has passed away many years ago, can't Fourth Brother still feel relieved?" Prince Yi sighed deeply in his eyes.
How can I let go of the dead ghost Yongzheng with a grimace on his face? If all mothers in the world are so partial, I will admit it, but... Geng is not like that. Well, Geng only has one son, so he can still go there
Where?
"This stinky boy is really lucky! A good wife and loving mother, even though one son died in infancy, another one was born immediately!" The dead Emperor Yongzheng exuded sourness all over his body.
Prince Yi: Are you jealous of your own son?
"That Gao family is also bad. She has morning sickness every day without end!" It's not good to give birth to Hong Zhou, and he runs to Yikun Palace at every turn! You are a grown man, if you can give birth to her, you should be pregnant for her!
Prince Yi said tactfully: "Now that the government is not busy, this concubine is the concubine you gave to the emperor."
Previously, the emperor originally wanted to remove Gao Bin from his part-time job in salt administration, but the day before yesterday he suddenly changed his mind and asked him to be re-elected - well, it's better not to tell the fourth brother about this, so as not to make the fourth brother even more angry.
"Anyway, it's a happy event to have a baby in the royal family. It won't be long before the fourth brother will have another grandson." Prince Yi looked like he was sincerely congratulating.
The dead ghost Yongzheng was very unhappy, "My bones are still cold, but he still wants to favor his concubines!"
Prince Yi euphemistically said: "The emperor has fulfilled his filial piety." - Although it is only twenty-seven days, emperors have always been like this.
"Humph!" The dead ghost Yongzheng shook his head angrily.
Prince Yi looked helpless, so he had to pour himself another glass of wine and drank slowly, "This is the crane year longevity wine that the emperor sent the other day. It is used to make plum blossom wine. The taste is really mellow."
The dead ghost Yongzheng couldn't help but think of the early years, when he was still Prince Yong, and when his thirteenth brother was still the bald elder brother, they had had wine and talked together. Although the court was frustrated at that time, it was still very comfortable.
The plum blossom wine was steaming, blurring the sight in front of the dead Emperor Yongzheng. Even though he couldn't drink anymore, it was great to be able to see his thirteenth brother from time to time.
Although there are many disappointments in life, at least now I am not alone.
In the previous life, my thirteenth brother's old illness recurred and he died long ago. Although I am dead now, my thirteenth brother is at least alive.
Now, making a pot of plum blossom wine together, it feels like I am back to my youth again.
"It's very fragrant..." The taste of plum blossom wine seemed to linger in the mouth of the dead Emperor Yongzheng.
Prince Yi saw this and couldn't help but be more puzzled. The fourth brother's obsession didn't seem to be very deep. Why couldn't he be reincarnated?
Why is Fourth Brother so lonely in the world?
Suddenly, Prince Yi looked at the pot of plum blossom wine, and then at his fourth brother who seemed to be intoxicated by the aroma of the wine. He suddenly understood something.
Prince Yi's nose felt sore and he almost shed tears.