When Chen Tingjing and Yu Chenglong came out of Qianqing Palace together, they saw Prince Zhi and Zhu Yizun coming from the south study room. The two seemed to be talking about something. While they were talking, the four of them happened to bump into each other.
After exchanging greetings and greetings, Yinti took the first step to meet Kangxi. Zhu Yizun himself said: "It's a good time to meet the two presidents. I'm here to hand over the official certificate."
For many years, Zhu Yizun and Chen Tingjing had often dealt with each other, and they had no disagreements with each other. And because Zhu Yizun and Yin Ti came together, they had to explain each other.
Sure enough, the two people opposite were very surprised. Chen Tingjing and Zhu Yizun even presented poems to each other. He was shocked and said: "Why did Mr. Zhuyong say this? I see you are in good health, why do you..."
Xiao Yu is also very surprised. Although Zhu Yizun is old, there are many people in the court who are older than him, and they seem to be in good health, so why should he resign?
It is indeed difficult to understand the two of them, one from Shanxi and one from Banner. Zhu Yizun just said that he was old and could not keep up physically and mentally. If something went wrong one day, the emperor could not say anything.
This is quite a convincing reason. Chen and Yu both said: "What you said makes sense. It is better to withdraw in time and retire with success." You can still keep a good reputation.
Zhu Yizun nodded with a smile and said goodbye to the two of them. When he entered the Qianqing Palace through the pass, he found that the eldest brother was standing next to him. The atmosphere in the palace was not right. There seemed to be some conflict between the father and son.
"Is Zhu He here to hand over the book?" Kangxi ignored Yin Ti and just looked at Zhu Yizun.
Mr. Zhu was helpless and had no choice but to submit a memorial to explain his affairs: "Reporting to the Emperor, this is exactly what happened. The old minister is too old to be driven, and he will be too attached to work. Therefore, he wants to resign and return home. I ask the Emperor for permission."
Kangxi took the memorial and read it briefly. After listening to what Zhu Yizun said, he was also very emotional. It has been more than ten years since he learned Hongci. Zhu Yizun spent time with him day and night in the South Study Room. This old gentleman was not like Gao Shiqi. He is smart and cunning, and he is not like the gangsters of Xu Qianxue's brothers.
Since entering Nan Study, Zhu Yizun rarely interacted with Mingzhu, Chengde and his son to avoid suspicion. For many years, he had followed the rules and was steady and generous. Kangxi respected him very much.
Kangxi pondered and said: "Sir, you have served me for many years. Now that you are old and want to return to your roots, it is natural. Well, I agree. Sir, please go back first and wait for two days. I will have my favor."
Zhu Yizun saluted and left. This time, only the father and son were left in the hall. Yinti stood there and continued to look puzzled. It seemed that Kangxi was angry today. As soon as he came in and saluted, Kangxi raised his hand and snorted coldly. Ignore him.
...Is this menopause? Is this middle-aged emperor menopausal?
Otherwise, Yinti thought, I haven't done anything outrageous, I can just talk about it.
Perhaps another quarter of an hour later, Kangxi finally spoke: "Isn't this Prince Zhi? Why, I still remember that your Ama is here in the palace."
"..." This tone was so weird that Yin Ti felt like cramping when he heard it. What was going on with this resentful woman's tone? He carefully glanced at Liang Jiugong beside the emperor, seeing that Qin Ji had given him so much stuff over the years. For the sake of money, you can't just die without saving someone.
Liang Jiugong quietly glanced at the emperor again and again, and Yinti understood that this was still Kangxi's problem.
He decided to remain silent, and then heard the emperor snort coldly: "Since you left the palace and opened a mansion, you have been happy. Have you even forgotten about Amma, your mother-in-law, and your grandmother?"
Yinti finally understood this strange yin and yang. Kangxi was dissatisfied with him not appearing in the palace for more than a month. He tried to explain for himself: "Khan Ama, my son dare not accept your words. My son and his wife
It was only two days ago that I brought Su Rige into the palace to greet the Queen Mother and the concubines of Yanxi Palace. My son has not received any imperial edicts before, but today he is here to express gratitude for the gift of the garden."
"how about you?"
Kangxi looked very dissatisfied: "Have you entered the palace? Also, I didn't ask you to open a palace to stop you from studying. You must continue to show me your window lesson books. Practice the calligraphy that should be practiced and the notes that should be written.
Keep writing! You can’t write poetry, and I haven’t forced you to be a literati for so many years, but you have to be able to do these two things."
Is your husband lacking love?
Yinti discovered this problem keenly. Could it be that the nearby East Palace can't satisfy your surging fatherly love? Yinti took a breath silently, and then said solemnly, "You are right, I will change it, I will change it."
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The emperor was finally satisfied, and said in a calm tone: "I heard the noise you made when setting up the blue flag. This is very good." The purpose is to allow the prince to take root under the banner, to recruit talents, and to make those with iron hats and senior qualifications unable to do so.
Always in charge of flag affairs.
Yinti obeyed the instruction obediently, and Kangxi said: "But you are not on guard against King Jian or anything like that. After all, you are still the prince of the clan, and you can't make a joke if you are under the same banner. Do you understand?"
"Although you have opened a palace, you are a prince. Do you really regard yourself as an ordinary minister?" Kangxi was not satisfied with this, "I heard that you also went to Wuying Palace and the Ministry of War to accept the Mao, and even wrote a book to recommend firearms.
The camp will recruit new people, you can talk to me about these yourself."
"...It's my son who thought too much." Yinti continued to maintain a quail-like posture, with regret in his tone: "My son failed to understand Khan Ama's care for his son, and he will never be like this again."
"Well, there is one more thing. You go and see Che Ling." Kangxi told him: "Don't let people think that if he belongs to our court, we will ignore him. Is it not nice to say that someone wants to burn a bridge across a river? What do you think?"
"Khan Ama said that my son will go now. Khan Ama, I have one more question, if you attack Galdan again, your car will hit him..."
Regarding what to do with Che Ling, Kangxi thought about it. He said: "In a few years, I plan to let him marry the daughter of the clan. If I go out again in two years...if I really capture Galdan or Che Ling,
Brothers and sisters, you can let him go to the front line."
Oh, that's just to be a living sign, Yinti knows what he should say.
Like Che Ling and Ce Leng, they both studied with the princes in the inner court. To be precise, they studied with the younger princes in the inner court. Because the standards of courses like the third and fourth children were not comparable to those of the Mongolian princes.
If you go to school, you only need to study in small classes.
Nowadays, there are more princes in the palace. Like in the past, Yinti attended classes directly at the head school. But now, in the middle of the 3rd, 4th and 5th, Prince Xiaochun Fulhun, Prince Gong’s eldest son Haishan, Prince Kang’s elder brother Baltu, etc. are older.
The older one, who has been studying in the palace, is still in the courtyard of Xiage's residence.
For example, Lao Qi and Lao Ba, plus Lao Nin and Lao Ten below, as well as the younger ones Eleven, Twelve, and Thirteen, Baotai from Prince Yu’s family, Yaerjiang’a from Wang Jian’s family, Che Ling, and Ce Leng. They are all in Maoqin Palace, under the eyes of the emperor.
So Yinti stood outside and saw that the seventh elder brother Yinyou was writing, the eighth elder brother Yinti didn't know what he was reading, and the ninth and tenth brothers were talking to Baotai. And the Yaer River Ah Zheng, Brother Eleven, and the others were gathered together, and the prince was holding his hand while he was writing.
When it comes to writing skills, only Yinti can compete with Yinreng, but the eldest brother has no interest in calligraphy and treats it as a compulsory course. But the prince is not the same. He has worked hard and seriously.
Now Kangxi asked him to come over and interact with his brothers. The prince waved his arms and said, "I'll teach you how to write!"
Yinti just stood by the window, listening to the movement inside and almost wanted to laugh. As soon as the prince came, the master did not dare to speak, and whispered to other brothers to talk about old books and memorize new books. Then the prince's voice was heard in the room: You have to, yes, write this stroke like this!"
The twelfth elder brother Yinti was an honest boy. Now that the prince was holding his hand and writing, he was about to cry just by looking at his expression. Yinti held his hands on the edge of the window and was suffocating with laughter. Then he accidentally opened the window The paper was torn, and there was a hole as big as a cow's eye, and his big eye was opposite his small eye!
"Who is outside!" This time the master in the study became more energetic, and there was someone who could block the gun. Unexpectedly, his shadow flashed, and it was Prince Zhi who came in... The master was timid again, so he had to do the same thing.
"I'm really sorry. I'll ask someone to repair the window later..." Yinti also felt very embarrassed, and the prince in the room had already started laughing silently. His elder brother was so funny.
"Prince Zhi can draw a strong bow, but the window paper cannot hold it. He just missed it for a moment." Yin Reng kindly paid tribute to his brother: "Brother, what happened when you came here?"
Yinti said: "Yes and no, Khan Ama just asked me to come over and have a look." He winked and his eyes fell on the last row of tables where Ce Ling and Che Ling were sitting. The prince understood.
"Master, that's it for this morning's lesson. What do you think?"
"Listen to His Highness."
Under the pressure of the prince, the master was naturally defeated. The whole house in Maoqin Palace became the domain of the younger brother. The prince waved his hand and said: "School is over, let's go play, and come back after the lunch break!"
The princes shouted "Thank you, Prince!" and walked out one after another, while Yinti looked at Che Ling: "Prince, let's talk?"
Yinreng also pulled on Celing: "I heard that you are good at bow and horse. Let's draw the bow together with Gu, and pull the man away."
The princes were busy with their own work. Zhu Yizun had already left the Forbidden City. He handed over the memorial today and also made an appointment with Gu Zhenguan and Wu Zhaoqian. There were some things he wanted to talk to them about.
Zhu Yizun had thought a lot about becoming an official for a long time. He thought carefully about it. If people like them wanted to get ahead in the court, the best way would be to have someone take the lead and then move on little by little. Pull out the kids behind you.
"The children of Fushe are still here today, and the revolt has never been known." Wu Zhaoqian muttered. After listening to Zhu Yizun's confession, he asked back: "Mr. Zhuyong is so confident? This court has made it clear that it values bannermen, and it has been since Shizu. , be wary of the children of Jiangnan’s rich families.”
"But at that time, the imperial court was just a grassroots team!" Zhu Yizun said slowly: "Those Manchu nobles, when they were in San Francisco, thought they could return to the outside world immediately. Liang Fen, what do you think?"
"...the things that sir want to do, haven't the people from Jiangnan been doing it from the previous dynasty to the present?" Gu Zhenguan smiled and pointed at Shen Ding who was guarding the door: "Didn't this child's ancestors benefit from it back then? Since he was born in the Xiangdang Party, and the Xu family brothers also struggled a lot in the Jiangnan Examination Center and Shuntian Prefecture, what exactly does Mr. Zhu Yuan want to say, you might as well say it directly."
"In ancient times, there is no civil servant more than Cong Long." Zhu Yizun said coldly: "I think the establishment of princes in this dynasty is very different from that in the previous dynasty. The princes are still young now. When they open their own houses and have their own teams... then... What will happen next?"
"I have seen enough in the court over the years. The emperor is still young, and he is too eager to let the prince fill the power vacancy. Many of the prince's benefits exceed those of the emperor, and now every time there is a birthday in the East Palace, local officials are under the emperor's instructions. I’ll give you a generous gift.”
Zhu Yizun had the good fortune to see a letter of greetings from the local governor to the prince. "His Royal Highness and so on." The end of it was a slave governor of a certain place. The prince had no assistant, but with Kangxi's tacit approval, he was also dealing with local officials.
The prince is only so old now, and there will be a lot of time in the future. Who can guarantee that the father and son can always live in peace and harmony.
"Whether it is the prince or the princes, there should be shadows of Jiangnan scholars around them." If the prince succeeds to the throne, then it is good for him to be an old minister of the prince. If other princes come up from behind, you need to take a closer look at which one The prince is more likely.
Gu Zhenguan looked at the old man. After serving as the minister of Nanshufang for more than ten years by the emperor's side, the old man had long since lost the pain and simplicity of a literary scholar. He had already begun to think about the future of a scholar in the south of the Yangtze River.
The conversation ended quickly, at least faster than Wu Zhaoqian expected. Zhu Yizun just said that the few people still in the court had the same idea as him. They didn't want to do anything, they just wanted to pay attention to this matter, and this matter I'm afraid it will take more than ten years to complete.
"Someone needs to keep passing on the news and observe closely." Only then can we find opportunities to get a share of the pie. Wu Zhaoqian pondered the conversation just now and suddenly thought: "Does he mean to let Ah Lao be his eyes?" "
"Um."
In the Sishui pavilion, Gu Zhenguan's face was solemn, and he said after a while: "Even if we don't agree, when he returns to his hometown, with his reputation and status, he will recruit a group of talents. There must always be some literature around the prince and the princes. Scholars must have someone who can attend them."
"Today he retired with great achievements, which shows that scholars still know how to advance and retreat. The emperor may choose some well-known and experienced people from Jiangnan to send to the East Palace." Gu Zhenguan smiled: "I really think about Zhou Xiang."
"Do you want to tell Rongruo about this?" Wu Zhaoqian asked him: "Let him be prepared, after all."
"Don't talk about it yet." Gu Zhenguan sighed slightly: "Let's see what kind of grace Zhu Cong will have, and then talk about it."
Zhu Yizun finally received an inscription, a gift from Kangxi, and a gift of medicinal materials and cultural toys from Kangxi as a souvenir. Kangxi finally gave a banquet in the South Study Room, which was attended by the South Study Room and the cabinet ministers to practice for Zhu Yizun.
Just after he confirmed his resignation, Kangxi ordered Wang Shihong, a native of Jiangnan and an ex-convict, to enter the East Palace and serve as Crown Prince Zhongyun. This Wang Shihong had a literary friend of the same name, who failed to succeed in many tests, named He Zhuo.
Kangxi's call for Yinti and Che Ling to chat that day was not without purpose. On a whim, he had already determined that he wanted to send troops to attack Galdan again in the coming year, hoping to hit the target with one blow and succeed immediately.
And this summer, although Yinti had his own Chunming Garden, he was detained by Kangxi for a long time and co-organized military affairs in Changchun Garden. It was not until mid-June that Yinti felt relieved, and he proposed a proposal to Kangxi.
idea.
"Mongolian Khan Amma granted me the garden, and my son would like to invite Khan Amma to come to Chunming Garden to enjoy the flowers. Surig and her mother-in-law are still in the capital, and my son would like to invite Khan Amma to come with his brothers."
"I wonder if you could spare the time?"
The emperor happily agreed.
The author has something to say: Wang Shihong has been a member of Kangxi for 36 years, and I am two terms ahead of schedule. Let me solemnly say that the male protagonist will not succeed to the throne after he is 50 years old, so don't worry.
Well, I will give the prince an explosive bag to amplify the conflict between him and Kangxi. Of course, other princes will not be able to escape.
He Zhuo, Wang Shihong, Jiang Chenying, Zhu Yizun, Yan Shengsun, Da Chongguang, Xu Qianxue brothers, etc. These people served as officials in the imperial examinations of Shunzhi and Kangxi dynasties. They all know each other. The rest is just arranged by the plot. Thank you for your support.
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