The Harem of the Qing Dynasty - the next era

With new injuries and old troubles, Yongxuan's leg could not fully recover after all. In a rage, Hongli threw all the servants who served his son that day to the northwest to work as coolies.

Joy and sorrow are talking about the concubine Jin, even if she puts her hopes on Yongxuan, Yongxuan is her own son after all, regardless of the taboos of the first lunar month, she keeps crying while guarding the sick bed. During the conversation, there is doubt that the queen has not done her best , The meaning of being on the sidelines.

Yongxuan, who was staring at the couplet on the bed, finally came back to his senses, and scolded the noble concubine in a low voice: "Emiang be careful, the queen's mother is not a god, she wants to hide her private affairs, but her son has not turned into a bone, this I couldn't keep my leg more than ten years ago, if you change your height and your fourth brother is injured, you can heal it, and are you willing to do your best like Queen Mother?"

"You—" these words really pierced Concubine Jin's heart, "I'm a cold-blooded and ruthless villain in your heart, aren't you?"

Yongxuan said leisurely: "Emiang, you'd better take a closer look. Huang Ama always used Emperor Sheng Zuren as an example. I heard that Kangxi's seventh prince, Prince Chundu, is also disabled. The current situation of his son just makes up for the empress. One of Amma's regrets."

"The more you talk, the more idiot you are." Concubine Jin was so angry that the three corpses jumped violently, "The Pope heard this, do you still have your life? Parents who suffer from body, hair and skin, is the emperor willing to watch you get hurt?"

Yingxiu hurriedly smoothed things over: "Master, our eighth elder brother is in a bad mood, you have to forgive me."

Concubine Jin's face paled slightly: "If I don't give birth to him, do I need to worry about him?"

Yongxuan sat up: "Emiang, I want to go back home."

"Nonsense!" Han Ling raised her brows upside down, "Who allowed him to leave the palace?"

Biluo, who served the tea, muttered: "Eighth elder brother insists on returning to the mansion, but the noble concubine can't stop him, and you have tried your best, so why bother to please yourself."

"He called me Queen Mother, so I have to think about his health." Han Ling immediately ordered, "Go! Call him back, if he dares to mess around again, I'll cut his legs—I'll punish him for disobedience !"

"For your painstaking efforts, Yongxuan has gone through some nonsense." Before Biluo agreed, Hongli stepped in, scaring her out of the inner hall with her tray upright.

Han Ling stood up, because she said to her husband: "We don't accumulate blessings, so we only have these few children. If there are any mistakes, we won't be able to explain to our ancestors in the future."

"Sure enough, you are a strict father and loving mother, but you are too caring." Hongli went to the kang and sat down, "Huang Ama has ten sons, and only three brothers live behind him. Although I can't compare with the emperor Zuren, thanks to you Sustaining, there are more than a dozen sons Cheng Huan, even if they have no more children, they can be regarded as passable."

Han Ling sighed: "The meaning of the concubine is to live nearby, so it's easy to take care of in case of emergency."

Hongli didn't take it seriously: "You are a queen, not a nanny, he doesn't know what to do, what are you thinking about?"

Han Ling said: "Yongxuan is young and vigorous, I don't know how powerful it is, I thought, there is no reason to let go of it."

"That's all!" Hongli told Li Yu, "Choose an imperial doctor and teach him to stay in Beizi's mansion to serve nearby."

Han Ling was about to speak, Li Yu listened to the movement and glanced at the outer hall, and replied to the two: "Ten Gege and Fourteenth Elder Brother are back."

The fourteenth elder brother, Yong Lu, will be four years old (two years old) after the Chinese New Year. Han Ling likes him very much because he has a tiger head and a tiger brain. : "I'm already seven years old, and I still haven't set an example for my younger brother."

Hongli pinched his daughter's face: "We can't be better with Xiao."

Han Ling asked: "What are you holding in your hand?"

Princess Hexiao giggled: "Seventh sister reads this story book, she is almost insane, I want a copy, Er Niang read it to me."

"What book is so good?" Han Ling took it in her hand, ""The Story of the Stone"? Where did it come from?"

Princess Hexiao replied: "Seventh Sister borrowed it from Ninth Brother, it seems that Fifth Cousin gave it to Ninth Brother."

Han Ling frowned, because she said to her husband, "Little 76, does the emperor have other plans?"

Although Changlin is good, it is not appropriate for the Nala family to extend grace, Hongli pondered for a moment before asking: "How about Fulong'an?"

Han Ling nodded slightly: "There is nothing wrong with the child who grows up in front of me. When it comes to ambition and speculation, Chang Lin is more concerned with Xiao Qi, lest he rely on his talent to be arrogant and not conducive to the restraint of his parents. The tutor is twice as strong as Nala's, if Fulong'an can cherish his blessings, I can feel more at ease with him."

Hongli laughed and said, "The Queen's words can be regarded as fair."

In the evening, I flipped through a few pages of "Story of the Stone" brought by Princess Hexiao, and suddenly became interested. After dinner, I read it nine times, and I felt the fragrance on my lips and teeth, and I couldn't finish it. Looking at the time, I asked casually: "Who is outside. "

Cheng Shuang entered and agreed: "Master."

Han Ling ordered: "Go to Qiyatou Palace and get the remaining volumes of "Story of the Stone"."

Cheng Shuang hesitated and said: "Master, the servant has already found out. The eighth elder brother saw the maid of Yanxi Palace on the day he was injured, and he seemed to have received a purse—"

Covering the scroll, Han Ling gave a wry smile: "One is willing to hit the other and the other is willing to suffer. If Yongxuan doesn't say it, what can we do? If she yells out, her life will be lost, and it will make Yongxuan sad for nothing. Let's talk about it later. "

For several days in a row, the queen lived in seclusion and put most of her energy on this huge and voluminous stone book.

Princess Heming couldn't help discussing with the queen mother about some of her post-reading experiences: "Emiang, what do you think of this book?"

"I often read books, and now, only "Tai Shi Gong Shu" can be compared with "The Story of Stone". In terms of writing style, even "Journey to the West" from the previous dynasty is slightly inferior." Han Ling sighed sincerely, " It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to meet this great writer."

Princess Heming smiled and said: "Emiang, I asked Brother Nine that the person who wrote the book is a friend of Fifth Cousin, and I heard that he is a relative of Pingjun Prince's Mansion!"

Han Ling turned pale with shock: "The book is written by everyone in this dynasty."

Princess He Ming nodded: "Exactly."

Han Ling frowned and said, "Xiao Leizi, send someone to the Imperial College, and the dean Lin will come over."

Princess Heming was a little uneasy: "Emiang, what's wrong with you?"

Han Ling smiled wryly and shook her head: "Silly girl, our mother and son have slipped into someone else's trap!"

The aunt was summoned, and the nephew came to see him. After Chang Lin had finished saluting, Han Ling pointed to the manuscript on the kang table and asked, "You gave this to Yong Jue?"

Chang Lin answered honestly: "Yes!"

Han Ling asked slowly: "Here is an article "Sacrifice to Furong's Daughter". Why do I look familiar with the words and phrases?"

Chang Lin was startled: "Aunt Shengming, this is the euphemism that the slave has read so far, out of love, and casually. Mr. Xueqin thinks it is good, so it is included in "The Story of Stones."

Han Ling nodded: "There are a few things I don't quite understand, you need to explain them to me."

Chang Lin bowed and agreed: "Hey."

Han Ling asked: "The Jia family in the Rongguo Mansion is originally the head of the household, why is it that the husband and wife of the second household are the head of the household?"

"This—" Chang Lin hesitated, "It's Shi Taijun who prefers the youngest son, and that's why he lives close to Jia Zheng."

Han Ling smiled coldly: "Why do I feel that I'm alluding to Ben Gong?"

Chang Lin hurriedly knelt down: "Auntie, please express."

Ignoring Princess Ming who was anxiously winking, Han Ling stood up according to the manuscript: "Who is Jia Lian? Who is Jia Cong? The Rongguo Mansion has recognized Baoyu as the second son of the second house, and who is Baoyu? Baoyu's biological mother Who is Mrs. Wang?"

Chang Lin was a little dumbfounded: "Auntie, this is a fabricated novel, and it doesn't involve the story of this dynasty."

"It's a joke!" Han Ling didn't buy it. "It's been 30 years since you said it. It's understandable for you to say that. Aren't all the things I mentioned just speculation?"

Chang Lin said in a low voice: "If the name is taboo, it's probably a coincidence."

"What a coincidence." Han Ling grabbed a manuscript, and asked Chang Lin, "You have read it through, didn't you see the irony in it, and showed it to Yong Jue to read, his temperament, But is it the same as your Jia Baoyu?"

Chang Lin had no choice but to confess: "The slave is careless."

Han Ling didn't buy it: "Human Dao Nala Changlin is known as the reincarnated Rongruo, let me tell you an old saying, Nala Rongruo was originally named Chengde, but because he avoided the taboo of Prince Limi, he changed his name to Xingde, who is Cao Xueqin fighting for?" With such a powerful force, to openly introduce the taboo name of Empress Xiaojing's direct son into the book?"

Changlin was sweating profusely: "I beg my aunt to show you extra favors and forgive Mr. Xueqin for his unintentional mistakes."

Han Ling's face paled slightly: "I heard that Cao Xueqin, who wrote this book, is related to the Pingjun Palace?"

Changlin was stunned: "Yes, Xueqin's father weaved Cao Yong for the holy ancestor Chaojiangning. Cao Yong and Pingjun Wang's grandmother are brothers and sisters of the same mother."

Han Ling immediately asked, "Does he have any family members?"

Chang Lin's eyebrows jumped wildly: "There is only one young son who is not yet young."

"So that's how it is." Han Ling asked while holding the manuscript, "Has anyone else read it?"

"Yes." Chang Lin replied, "Except for the new revision at the end of the sixth volume and the last three volumes, many others have been copied and borrowed by many friends. You have the only complete manuscript in your hand. The servant and Mr. Xueqin are close friends, because I promised I added "Sacrifice to Furong's Daughter" into the book, and then I borrowed it for the first time."

"Very good." According to what Chang Lin said, Han Ling picked out more than three volumes that were not as good as the outside story, pointed to the front one and said, "Take it back."

Chang Lin was a little dumbfounded: "Auntie means—"

"Tell Cao Xueqin that if you want your father and son to live, you won't write more words on stones in the future. If you don't, even the Pingjun Palace will be affected by him." The text is only settled on their father and son, you write it down."

Changlin had mixed feelings in his heart: "Yes."

Han Ling glanced at her daughter: "From now on, read less miscellaneous books like this, so as not to change your temperament. Then Jia Baoyu is the master who can starve himself to death if you put it in a rice vat. He is also lustful and cowardly. On the contrary, if my son dares to slander civil servants and military generals who are loyal to the official position, he will be beaten to death immediately!"

Princess Heming didn't dare to argue: "My daughter would like to receive Er Niang Yi's training."

"And you!" Han Ling warned her nephew emphatically, "I am not Jia Yuanchun who was hanged to death by the inner prisoner, nor is the Huifanara family the lawless Ningrong Jia's mansion who is a duogong. If you want to violate the taboo of writing, I But ask, I will teach you, Amma, to punish you severely."

Chang Lin Weiwei agreed: "Slaves dare not!"

The author has something to say: explain three points: first, the heroine does not resist literary inquisition. The idea of ​​avoiding the persecution of "Dream of Red Mansions" from the literary inquisition was miscalculated; secondly, many controversial points about "Dream of Red Mansions" have not been fully verified, such as its real author, the general chapter of the book, and the legend The relationship between the author Cao Xueqin and Cao Yong.These have nothing to do with this article, so I won’t make in-depth research. This article assumes that "Dream of Red Mansions" was written by Cao Xueqin, with twelve volumes and 28 chapters. .According to the development of this article, "Dream of Red Mansions" is still not a complete draft after it comes out. The main reason is that the heroine withheld the last [-] chapters for her own political purposes, and gave a political warning to the original author and others.Third, there are a few chapters that are worth reading carefully——