Yinti's daughter, if this child is really a daughter, then as a prince, Yinti feels that when his daughter gets married, if Kangxi is still alive, he will be able to become a prince.
Then, as the prince's daughter, this child will have the title of princess.
Although after entering the customs, the distinction between direct concubines and concubines became less extreme with the Chineseization, the distinction between direct concubines and concubines in the female clan of the Qing Dynasty persisted throughout.
The most typical manifestation is the title of nobility: from the difference between Princess Gu Lun and Princess Heshuo, to the fifth-level title of nobility for women in the clan, the salary etiquette is clearly arranged.
Sometimes Yinti feels dumbfounded. Men can save more rice if they distinguish more clearly. Why do women do so clearly...
Okay, let's continue thinking about serious things. Lying in the tent, Yinti thought that his girl would probably have the title of princess when she gets married. Wait, this is not important. Yinti rubbed his face. What is important is where to marry.
If he doesn't want his daughter to marry on the grassland, Yinti has three options: The best thing to do is that he becomes emperor by then, as it seems that there is no hope in the next twenty years. Yinti can't commit suicide for the sake of his child. When the time comes,
If you steal the chicken but lose the rice, you will have great fun;
The next best thing is to let the child pretend to be sick, and keep pretending, but... to be honest, in this medical environment, Yinti is reluctant to let go.
Just like Kangxi told them, you are princes, take care of yourselves, and don't write your names after words like "disease" or "death", which is unlucky. How could Yinti bear the thought of cursing in such a low-level medical environment?
This is absolutely not okay for my own daughter.
If you want to make a strategy, you just need to find a good candidate in advance. If Kangxi comes, he won't have to throw his daughter to Erut, right? Yinti slapped his thigh and thought about it. The first choice is Mongolian in Beijing, so it would be better to stay with Kangxi.
Passing the test; the one under the banner is of course OK, but the various relationships are intertwined, and it may not be a good marriage.
The worst outcome is that if your daughter marries Horqin, then you have to prepare a dowry for her generously, especially the doctor, especially the doctor!
However, nothing compares to having a good and healthy physique. Yinti fell asleep with "How to help my daughter exercise".
There are only so many things to have fun on the prairie. Yinzhi has not forgotten that when he came to the prairie, he was given a bunch of female slaves as a gift when he returned to Beijing. He reminded Yinzhi: "Don't get lost."
Unexpectedly, Yinzhi, who was Mu Shaoai's age, asked curiously: "Brother, the women in this place have been given away by the minister's room. Isn't it interesting?"
These shining eyes seemed to be very interested. Yinti reflected on himself whether this was the reaction of a normal prince, and he himself was a bit too puritan?
However, Yinti still reminded him: "This is the grassland after all. If you are really so interested, take him back to the capital."
"Oh." Yinzhi nodded. He was very tempted by his eldest brother's proposal. After all, on the grassland, the emperor might not always ask the two brothers to come over and ride horses and hunt with the Mongolian princes. What if it was because of women... except
Ugly, that’s not worth it.
People were in Mongolia and roamed the grasslands. It’s no wonder that Yinzhi was a little curious. There really weren’t many things to play on the grasslands, especially this was not the king’s tent but the meeting place. Everyone tried their best to pretend in front of Kangxi.
Seriously, have a horse race, wrestling, hunting or something like that.
"Prince! Third brother!" Urgun stood in front of Aobao: "Ride a horse together, do you two go?"
The princes of Bahrain and Horqin got together and invited the two princes to hunt together. Yinti was not interested. He wanted to find a place to stay for a while and chat with his cousin. What kind of horse racing was there under the bright sun?
"I still have something to do, so I won't go. Third brother, are you going?" Yinzhi looked at Yinzhi, and Third Brother stared at Urgun and nodded. He wanted to pay close attention to the Mongolian prince.
"Why is Prince Zhi doing this? I heard that you shot down Galdan's banner with one arrow. Don't you think less of us?"
"What are you talking about!" Yinzhi was unhappy. Who should he listen to with his strange anger?
The speaker was a Mongolian, not very old, and he looked like a Taiji at least based on his clothes. Yinti looked him up and down, ignored him, turned to Urgon and smiled: "I really have something to do. Besides, when it comes to hunting,
You are right, my third brother is the one."
Yinti gave a thumbs up: "The third brother is the marksman. If you use firearms later, you will know after you try them."
The person who spoke just now was very angry and wanted to say something while scratching his neck, but was blocked by a young man behind him who was about the same age as Yinti and dragged him away.
Urgun looked at Yinzhi. The third elder brother was fair and thin, but he was actually a marksman? Yinzhi patted Yinzhi on the shoulder and whispered in his ear: "For the sake of Sangege, give him a show of strength!"
Yinzhi and Urgon left, and Yinzhi watched them go away before sneaking over to Rongruo. Rongruo, the deputy commander, was arguing with the prince of Horqin Banner and several subordinates.
After entering the tent, they stopped talking.
"Hey, why aren't you talking?"
Several princes laughed and said goodbye, but a Mongolian leader next to them came up to them and knelt down: "Slave A Lin, please pay your respects to the county prince!"
"Who are you?"
Rongruo said from the side: "As the leader of Mongolia's Xianglan Banner, Alin's surname is Alut, and he is under your control."
A Lin also smiled and said: "The county prince is the master of our banner with the blue flag and the slave. Although you have not officially opened the palace, the slave still has to serve. When the subordinates heard that Fujin was pregnant, they all gave him to Fujin's master."
Praying for blessings!”
This was a nice thing to say, and Yinti was also very happy: "Get up." As he said that, he sat next to Rongruo, and Cheng Rongruo said to him: "Have you seen the child that Dorji brought?"
"Yes, I think that kid looks quite familiar."
Rong Ruoyi smiled: "Of course it looks familiar, the child's biological father is..." He smiled and looked at A Lin.
A Lin quickly responded: "Master, I don't know something. The biological father of that child is Prince Darhan."
"Who? Prince Bandi!" Yindi was surprised: "He gave birth to a son under the nose of Princess Duanmin?"
"Isn't that right? The princess has been married to Prince Darhan for many years and has only one daughter." Alin winked and said in a joking manner: "Prince Bandi used to carry the princess very hard on his back. This child is said to be the highest-status among the sons.
One of them, the biological mother seems to be the daughter of an official in the banner area."
"That's it." Yinti understood: "If Princess Duanmin is childless, Prince Darhan can push the child forward and have a concubine. But Duanmin gave birth to a son this year.
Especially if his biological mother is humble, this child can be considered innocent, and he is afraid of the princess..." He can't tolerate it.
"Those princes just came to me to talk about this matter, just to chat." Rong Ruo was a good talker and got along well with Kangxi. Mongolian nobles also looked at people when they found someone to chat with. Rong Ruo told Yinti that now
At this moment, Prince Darhan was in Kangxi's tent.
Just as Rongruo said, the prince was indeed in Emperor Kangxi's tent. He shamelessly begged Kangxi to give him, a bastard, a way out.
"The child's mother is the daughter of a banner official. I adopted her. I originally planned that if the princess and I were not so lucky, the child's mother would be a banner person anyway." Ban Di was very embarrassed: "But now we have it.
Luobu Zanggunbu, you know the princess’s temper, this child..."
Kangxi sighed, objectively speaking, this matter was not considered Darhan's wrongdoing, but it was just a coincidence.
But Duan Min, the emperor frowned, it was really hard to explain. Although it was good for the princess to control the Mongolian flag, it was very bad that she had too much power and suppressed Prince Darhan and could not lift his head.
"From all the tribes in Khalkha, there will be people who will go to Beijing next year and stay in the capital to study and serve." Kangxi looked at Ban Di and said: "Your son has reached the age of studying. You might as well let him go to Beijing. When the time comes, I will send him and his family to Beijing."
All the Mongolian children will be educated together."
"Thank you, His Majesty the Emperor!"
When Prince Darhan left the imperial tent, he saw his third elder brother Yinzhi and his son-in-law Urgun dismounting from their horses and heading this way, followed by a few Mongolian youths. It looked like the young people were returning with a full load.
In this competition, the one who caught the most prey was Yinzhi, who showed another side besides his gentleness and gentleness. The second place was not Urgon, but Ji Celeng of Khalkhatai.
Celeng is the same age as Yinti. This time he and Eji came to Dolennore in order to enter the capital next year. The alliance is not for nothing. Erut and Khalkha Mongolia will send their young disciples to the capital this time.
Serve the emperor.
Kangxi walked out of the tent, looked at the prey of his son and son-in-law, and looked at Ce Leng's prey with admiration, and suddenly asked: "Where is the eldest brother?"
Just as Yinzhi was about to reply, he shut his mouth. His elder brother appeared here mysteriously. Yinzhi smiled and said: "Back to Khan Ama, my son met Dorzibeile and chatted with him for a few words."
His smile was ambiguous and mysterious, and Yinzhi looked over curiously: What's going on?
I'll tell you later. Yinti said to Kangxi: "Dorji heard from the Horqin princes that the little brother born to Princess Duanmin cried loudly. He also said that Princess Duanmin said that her brother would also be able to marry her in the future.
Only when a princess comes back is she worthy."
In short, these princes took advantage of Princess Duanmin's absence and Prince Bandi couldn't care about it, but Hei Duanmin and Yinti were so excited that they just wanted to laugh when they heard Rongruo's retelling. When they came back and told it as a joke to Kangxi, the emperor's face
He was serious, but the corners of his mouth were twitching.
Yinzhi next to him had already laughed out loud. They were not stupid, and they could all guess that someone deliberately spread this word.
Kangxi glared at Yinzhi and said to Yindi: "I have another errand to send you."
You won't let me visit Princess Duanmin. Yinti heard Kangxi say: "I will return to Beijing next month. After Dagege marries Bandi, she will go back to Horqin with her husband-in-law. You can give her a gift for me."
"Yes, my son knows."
"Also," Kangxi let Yinzhi and the others go, and took Yinzhi into the imperial tent, saying, "It's okay if you are worried about your wife giving birth. But you are not a doctor. This matter should be left to the imperial doctor to worry about. You
Don’t forget your own serious business.”
"Have you forgotten?" Kangxi took a deep breath: "Have you forgotten Galdan's son and ministers that you captured?"
"..." Yinti didn't want to say it. It was obviously you who arranged the interrogation and guarded them. The interrogation records were only told to the prince, and now you are here to teach me a lesson.
I am so wronged.
The author has something to say: Don't worry, Prince Darhan's son is just a plot character and has nothing to do with the hero's daughter. Youth is not a problem, but seniority is wrong. Kangxi values this. As for the age difference, Ce Leng and his future
My wife is thirteen years younger..._(:3∠)_
Qianlong, this weird man, used his clan daughter to fill a hole, and the one he filled was an old man in his sixties who was going to die, and arranged a marriage →_→
The daughter-in-law usually gets married around 20 years old, some are over 20 years old, and some want to become a monk and never marry.
Less extreme, it refers to the fact that before entering the customs, the distinction between direct concubines and concubines in the Later Jin Dynasty was almost based on maternal law. Children born from concubines were directly included in the treasury of Bao Yi and Bao Yi Xin. The traditional clan system more refers to
What is more important is the status of wives and concubines, and the status difference between the eldest son and the non-eldest son.
In short, this is not a good thing. In the final analysis, if patriarchy is maintained, women will not get any advantage, including princesses.
By the way, I’m very curious about how the feudal saying that a prince-in-law could not take a concubine spread. 233333 It is clear that the prince-son-in-law is the main force in the profligate [slight exaggeration here]
Suddenly I wanted to write about the Tang Dynasty, the dissolute Tang Dynasty people, and the period of Wu and Zhou. Awu was an amateur in civil war, and even more amateur in foreign war, and was beaten.
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