After fetal transfusion: Huang Ama, your royal mausoleum has been stolen

Early the next morning, Kangxi got up and went to court. The imperial concubine had not yet woken up because she was so sad and troubled last night.

Kangxi stopped the slave's movements and said, "There is no need to wake up the imperial concubine, let her sleep a little longer."

There is no queen in the middle palace, and it is not the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, so it is okay to wake up late occasionally.

The biggest boss has spoken, and the people below will naturally obey.

As a result, the three of them, mother, two and their son, all got up late.

Kangxi came back from the morning court and had a meal together.

Perhaps influenced by the concubine's words last night, Kangxi always looked at Xirui while eating.

I didn't pay much attention to it before, but now I look closely, and I can see that Xi Rui's eyebrows do resemble Empress Xiaozhao's.

These are or % similar. When Xi Rui grows up, I guess we can add more.

"Xirui, please stay in Qianqing Palace for a while." Kangxi looked at the imperial concubine.

The imperial concubine thought for a while and agreed. It was a good thing that the emperor liked Xi Rui. Princesses of the Qing Dynasty needed to rely on the emperor's favor to live a better life.

"Yin? You're old now. You can go to the study room to study after the Chinese New Year. You can prepare in advance." After talking about his daughter, Kangxi paid a few more words of concern to his son.

The imperial concubine also responded one by one.

A warm and comfortable breakfast for a family of four.

Afterwards, the imperial concubine took her son back to Yongshou Palace, leaving Xi Rui and her nanny behind.

Kangxi casually put aside the nanny and entered Dongnuan Pavilion with Xirui in his arms.

The desk full of folders was already waiting for Kangxi to review. After pushing his daughter up, Kangxi walked towards the desk.

With his daughter sitting in his arms, Kangxi was reviewing as usual.

Xi Rui was full of novelty and leaned her head to look at the memorial spread out.

As a result, her face was filled with traditional Chinese characters that made her dizzy, "It's over, I'm illiterate." 】This piece of text seems half-confused, half-guessed, and only half-understood.

[Anyway, I was admitted to 985, although I failed before graduation. But this suddenly becomes a fish out of the blue, so don’t let the gap be too big. 】Xirui complained to 066 in distress.

066 Of course, a leader can stand and talk without back pain, [Start all over again to welcome a new life. 】

Xi Rui rolled her eyes towards the sky.

However, after finally being able to get in touch with the news from the outside, Xi Rui still refused to give up and still worked hard to read the words on the memorial.

[Invitation from the Ministry of Internal Affairs...small selection...]

Xirui's eyes hurt from looking at it.

"Did Concubine Hui choose anyone for Yin Ti in the small election of the Ministry of Internal Affairs?" Kangxi asked Liang Jiugong when he remembered.

Yinti was already old enough to get married. Before marrying his direct wife Fujin, he had to choose a few people to live in the house.

Generally speaking, Kangxi didn't care about these concubines and princesses, and he gave them some rights as mothers.

"Empress Hui Fei pointed out that the Guan family and the Qian family are in harmony." Liang Jiugong's place was regarded as a gathering place for all kinds of news.

Kangxi didn't have any ideas, as long as the matter was done.

I looked through the list and found a list, on which a person was circled in ink, "Irgenjue Luo, the daughter of Shangshu Keerkun".

[Irgen Jie Luo Shi? The future Dafujin, the one who wore down his body to give birth to a son? 】 Xi Rui struggled to identify the circled string of names.

Kangxi's hand stopped midway when he handed out the list. Liang Jiugong also stretched out his hand to take it, and it was no problem if he didn't take it.

"Long live the Lord?" Liang Jiugong reminded hesitantly.

Kangxi came to his senses and handed him the roster, "Go and pass on the decree. I will marry Irgen Jueluo as the direct descendant of Yinzhen and Fujin. I will order the Imperial Heavenly Supervisor to choose an auspicious day to get married."

"Hey." Liang Jiugong carefully held the roster and stepped back.

The candidates were decided upon after many considerations. It was not a big problem that could not be changed, not to mention that having children was a common thing and it was not a big deal.

Kangxi thought there was no problem.

[Wow, how old is the boss? Are you getting married now? When you are fourteen or fifteen, you are still in junior high school or high school, oh yo yo, I can’t stand it anymore. 】 Xi Rui accepts incompetence.

[Liu Liu, I don’t want to get married so early, and I remember that most of the princesses in the Qing Dynasty were political marriage tools, and their lives were miserable. 】

She was already struggling to survive, but in the end she was still a tool despite her efforts to survive into adulthood. [Most of the princesses of the Qing Dynasty were short-lived. 】

[Don’t worry, host, work hard to complete the task, and you will live a long life. 】066 Passionate guidance.

Xi Rui was speechless and choked.

[Emperor Kangxi lived to the end of his life, and there were only ten princesses and adopted daughters, and one of them disappeared halfway through. There are only nine out of twenty-one left, and among these nine, only three or four do not die young, tsk tsk tsk. 】

[Compared to the survival rate of my son, this girl is really pitiful. 】

Kangxi was so shocked that he stopped moving.

Although it is true that he values ​​his son more, his daughter is also his flesh and blood.

Kangxi decided to let Tai Hospital monitor the physical conditions of his daughters in real time.

They are all good children. He has given away many children, and he no longer wants to give away the white-haired ones to the black-haired ones.

"Go ahead and tell people to take care of Zhaoxiang Institute, and add % to the proportion." There are several older princesses living in Zhaoxiang Institute.

Kangxi was touched by the fact that his eldest son was about to get married, and it was natural for him to care about his daughter. No one would say anything.

Liang Jiugong went to deliver the order but had not yet returned. Wei Zhu, his apprentice and godson, came up to answer the errand.

Kangxi's mood was obviously low. He picked up the book again and saw that it was still about Yinti.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs asked the emperor's eldest son Yin Ti to make rules for the ceremony.

Yinti is the eldest son of the emperor, and it is also the first time for him to marry a wife. He is afraid of making mistakes in all kinds of etiquette specifications. The Ministry of Internal Affairs always asks the big boss and the father of his child for his opinion first.

Kangxi flipped through the book and thought, this was not only the first marriage of a prince in this dynasty, but there was no such example even in the previous generation.

"Add or subtract as appropriate according to Lord Belle's rules." After all, he couldn't bear to wrong his first grown-up child.

Yinti is still a bald brother now, which is enough according to the title of Baylor.

[Eccentricity, this bowl of fruit is still uneven. 】 Xi Rui had something to say again.

Compared to Lord Belle, it sounds pretty good, but I'm afraid of comparison.

[The wedding of Crown Prince Yinreng was compared with the rules set by Kangxi when he married Queen Renxiao, but a few points were deleted. 】 Xi Rui felt a little sorry for her elder brother.

[The elder brother compares himself to Baylor, and the younger brother compares himself to the emperor, whoever can be convinced. 】

["Master Duanshui" Kang Mazi was the culprit that caused the nine sons to seize the throne in the later period. ] Xirui's voice struck the old father's heart.

At this time, Kangxi was still an old father who doted on his children, not the suspicious and seriously ill emperor in his later years.

Xirui gave him a big blow today.

Most of his daughters give him white-haired people and black-haired people.

When sons fight for the throne, they kill each other, so the idea of ​​"nine sons seizing the direct descendants" is not a good thing.

Even though it was something that hadn't happened yet, Kangxi felt his blood surge when he thought about it.

Parents always hope that their children will have a harmonious relationship. Even if they are deceiving themselves, they still want to see harmony.

Kangxi couldn't sit still, "What does it mean for the nine sons to seize the legitimate rights?"

The sound was not loud, just enough for Xi Rui in her arms to hear clearly.

"???" The happy little baby complained and his eyes widened.