biography

After an hour's rest, Yinhu finally made up for the loss of escorting in the palace for the past two days, woke up leisurely in the bright afternoon spring sun, got up and went out of the bedroom and sat on the warm couch in the open room.Yinhu watched Biyue approaching with a teacup, studied her for a while and asked, "Biyue, I heard that your hometown is Qingyang, Gansu?"

Biyue put down the tea tray, stood aside respectfully and replied, "As for the master, the servant's hometown is indeed Qingyang, Gansu."

Yinhu let out a "hmm", held the cup and took a sip of water to moisten his throat.Since early this morning, he found that all the maids and eunuchs in Chuxiu Palace called themselves "Master", and no one used the word "Little Master", which shows that Fang Ruo had instructed him in private.As expected, Fang Ruo memorized the words from the bottom of her heart in the Tangquan of the Xinggong the day before yesterday, and she is really a meticulous and dedicated person.

Yinhu felt a little relieved, and continued to ask Bi Yuedao, "Qingyang embroidery is the top of Long embroidery, do you know it?"

Biyue slightly bent her body and replied with a smile, "Master, although the servant girl grew up in the palace, she was taught by her aunt and sister when she was young, so she dare not lose her home crafts, so she knows a little bit."

"That's right, I think you're usually clever, and your hands are also clever." Yinhu put down the teacup, looked at Biyue with satisfaction and continued, "Next month will be the Dragon Boat Festival, and I'm thinking about painting Make some patterns, make a few purse sachets and prepare them, and when the time comes, you can put some mugwort, calamus, borneol, realgar, etc., to repel insects and avoid evil, and it is auspicious and beautiful."

Biyun also heard it at the door, and gave a chuckle, and was immediately cast a blank look by Yinhu. She believed that she followed her master since she was a child, and she has been loved by Yinhu recently, so she walked a few steps closer to Nuanta and said with a smile, "Master Why are you so impatient? Grain Rain has just passed, and the Dragon Boat Festival is still far away."

Just as Yinhu was about to block her words back, she saw the little girl blinking her eyes, and said cleverly, "Could it be that the master is impatient and wants to embroider a pair of mandarin ducks playing in water for the emperor?"

After hearing this, Yinhu felt that she must be too kind in normal times, and she made up her mind that she could not let this girl like Biyun go, and she must give her a good beating.Before Yinhu could open his mouth, Biyun continued to speak quickly, "When the master was at home, he was the best at needlework. The old lady boasted every day, but after entering the palace for a long time, the servants have not seen the master move for a long time. Needlework."

Yinhu's breath was blocked in her throat by her, and she only felt her face swell.How can his imposing prince elder brother know how to do needlework and threading? Even if he is a woman now, Yinhu definitely has no intention of learning.So he stared at Biyun coldly, but didn't see any fear in this girl, instead he and Biyue looked at each other, and the two actually smiled knowingly.In the eyes of the two young maids, it was embarrassing for them to think that they were their masters.

Yinhu has always been kind to his own people, not to mention there are only three or five kind-hearted people around him, so he can't be strict no matter what, so he can only cough a few times, and sighed with a sad look, " Although my body is better than last winter, my hands are still shaking badly, I'm afraid I can't do any decent embroidery. It's just that Biyue is dexterous, so I have Lao Biyue to help."

Biyue saw that her master praised her so much, she quickly crouched down, and said in a panic, "My master thinks highly of my slaves, how can a slave be worthy of the word 'helping'? .”

Yinhu sighed in his heart: I really don't even know how to draw a mantra, but if you try to evade, I won't be able to show a single pattern.

While talking, Fang Ruozheng lifted the curtain and came in from the outside room. Although there was a smile on her face as usual, Yinhu could tell at a glance that her complexion was not right, so she directly concluded, "That's it. In the future, I will draw the pattern and ask Biyue to embroider it. The days are getting warmer. In the morning, I see a maid sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs to plant flowers and trees. I have never liked those that are too fragrant and colorful. Biyun, Biyue, you guys Go and see what's been planted, and report back to me at dinner."

Biyun and Biyue took the master's errand and retreated, leaving only Fang Ruo to serve in the open room.

"Auntie just went to the courtyard, why is her face so unhappy? Could it be that there is something unpleasant in the palace courtyard?" Yinhu originally asked Fang Ruo to touch the maid who handled food and medicine in the kitchen for another round, but Unexpectedly, she was so secretly unhappy when she came back, thinking that nothing could go wrong in this small kitchen.

Fang Ruo saw that the master had already seen the clues, so he stopped hiding, and said bluntly, "Master, just now when the servant girl came out of the small kitchen and saw that it was still early, she went to the House of Internal Affairs to bring the summer clothes and satin, so that she can buy summer clothes for the master earlier. But I happened to meet Huanbi from Suiyuxuan."

"Oh?" Yinhu asked suspiciously, so this unpleasant incident didn't happen in Chuxiu Palace courtyard, but had something to do with Suiyuxuan?So Yinhu leaned on the pillow and said slowly, "I heard that Huanbi is the personal maid brought by Mrs. Wan from the house. She is cute and charming. Even the emperor once praised her. I don't know but she is young and impetuous. Auntie?" Yinhu thought that if Fang Ruo acted properly, even if some court ladies who do not know etiquette came to her, there would be no big mistakes, so although she was asking, her tone was quite reassuring.

Sure enough, Fang Ruo heard it, and quickly explained, "Master, don't worry, Miss Huanbi is steady, but..."

Seeing her hesitating to speak, Yinhu understood a little bit, frowned and said with a smile, "Could it be that the emperor stayed overnight?"

Fang Ruo raised his eyes to glance at his master, and saw that Yinhu happened to turn his head slightly, a faint smile remained on his face, but his words were extremely transparent, and the aunt who was used to seeing resentful women in the harem felt a pang in her heart. pain.

Fang Ruo thought: It's hard for Liangui to be so dignified at such a young age.This was the age when she was just about to be released, but she was deeply trapped in the harem early on, and she didn't know how long such a bright and charming face could win the emperor's favor.So he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and fearing that his master would be disturbed by hearing it, he could only pursed his lips, lowered his head, and remained silent.

"Concubine Hua has gone back?" Yinhu felt the pity in Fang Ruo's eyes looking at her, but it was inconvenient to respond to her, so she had to ask something serious.

"Yes, Concubine Hua has returned to Yikun Palace." Fang Ruo quickly put away his grief and reported everything he heard outside, "Huanbi went to the House of Internal Affairs to get water tofu, and said that the emperor woke up not long ago. , so I only left nobleman Wan to accompany the driver, and told Concubine Hua to go back to the palace to rest. And the emperor asked by name to eat spring water tofu, and nobleman Wan probably has already gone to the small kitchen to buy it in person."

After hearing this, Yinhu's heart moved slightly. Back then, he was not good at management, and his family's Zhuangzi was just a gathering place for his brothers in the suburbs.At that time, the fourth brother was already in the habit of clearing porridge and vegetarian food. Yinhu once specially found a master from Yanqing who was best at grinding soybeans with mountain spring water to make authentic spring water tofu, and then prepared a garlic dish The fourth brother loves the taste of condiments such as rice and vinegar dish very much.Unexpectedly, today, the fourth child still remembers this mouth.

"The emperor's health, is it better?" Yinhu was lazy to deal with Yongzheng's life and death, and it would not be a big deal if he vomited red, because he spent so long in the clan's mansion before passing, didn't he?But just now a scene from the past floated in his mind, as if picking up a trace of the long-lost softness in Yinhu's chest, he naturally cared about this sentence.

Seeing that the master finally cared about the emperor's safety, Fang Ruo felt at ease.As soon as the master was favored, the emperor vomited red and fell ill. No matter what, he couldn't escape the tongues of those who cared.So Fang Ruo stood by the side of Nuantao, and reported everything she had inquired about in the palace today.

Yinhu listened to it once, and he straightened his thinking. It was nothing more than the fact that the emperor had seen some important military affairs and was so angry that even the queen didn't know the inside story.It's just that everyone now knows that the emperor's dragon body, Wan'an, is not a serious problem. After resting for an hour and a half, he will recover most of the time. In the end, he sent Concubine Hua, who had been waiting by his side, back to Yikun Palace, leaving Zhen Huan alone. serve.

After pondering for a while, Yinhu understood Fang Ruo's worry. The emperor clearly loved Zhen Huan, otherwise he wouldn't be so embarrassing to Concubine Hua.And if this matter spreads to the harem, it will inevitably involve Chuxiu Palace.The favor of the great favor is still in front of my eyes, and the fragrance of joy in the pepper room has not yet dissipated.The emperor recovered from a serious illness, but when he woke up, he was only thinking about the nobleman Wan, and he didn't have the slightest intention to talk to Chuxiu Palace. It can be seen that Sui Yuxuan is the most beloved person in the deep palace of the Forbidden City.

Fang Ruo saw that Yinhu frowned slightly, and then stretched it out. He felt that the master must have the same idea as himself. After half a cup of tea, he heard Yinhu smile in a rather relaxed tone, "Auntie, don't worry about this matter." Worry, Mr. Wangui is in the same position as me, and entered the palace earlier than me, so he should be before me, but some people may not be able to swallow this breath."

"Master means..." Fang Ruo closed his voice and mouthed the word "Concubine Hua".

Yinhu nodded, the queen left Zhen Huan to share her favor, and the emperor just fell in love with Zhen Huan.Regardless of whether Mrs. Wan intends to attach herself to the queen, or the queen is pushing the boat along, in the eyes of Concubine Hua, Suiyuxuan and Xianfu Palace are all fans of the queen.Yinhu felt that this situation was very good, someone in the harem had to take the lead in singing the big show, so that he could fade out of everyone's sight.

When Yinhu was contented in the Chuxiu Palace and was about to bury her head in hiding, the lady Wan Gui had already made soup in the small kitchen of Suiyuxuan, but the emperor returned to sit in the Xinuang Pavilion of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Bring that letter here." Yin Zhen only felt that after waking up, his body seemed to have weakened several times, and after a few hours, he was sitting on the warm bed again, but he even reached out to grab the paper on the desk. The strength of stacking papers is a bit lacking.

Su Peisheng picked out a brown-yellow envelope from the stacked memorials, on which was written "Fourth Brother's Dear Brother". Although he didn't dare to read the contents inside, he could guess it in his heart.

Yinzhen held the letter in his hand, and was not in a hurry to read it again. He looked at the four words on the cover for a while, and thought: Lao Ba's handwriting is really the same no matter what life he is in, and he has not improved.

Holding Prince Lian's handwritten letter, the emperor looked up out of the window, the sky that was almost dusk was slowly turning yellow.Yin Zhen squinted his eyes, he seemed to feel that everything in front of him was blurred, and it was not as real anymore.

Just this morning, the secret book of investigating the cause of Prince Lian's death at the sticky pole had already arrived at the Yangxin Palace to investigate the case at dawn.Yinzhen dragged his tired body sleepless all night to meet the princes and ministers who were discussing matters, but he was still thinking about the memorial of Lao Jiu last night.

Seth Hei's excerpts naturally didn't have nice words, and Yinzhen, who lived an extra life, didn't take it to heart at all.But Yinzhen revealed an astonishing truth in this memorial. He kept claiming that the emperor forced the prince to death and broke his promise.Every word and every sentence, the words that punished the heart, in the eyes of the emperor, he felt the cold all over his body.

Ever since Yinzhen came to this world, he only knew that the Emperor Yongzheng and Prince Lian of this dynasty were wise kings and virtuous kings.Now, Yinzhen, who was hated the most in his life, spoke conclusively, pointing at the emperor's shamelessness, Yinzhen's heart was almost like a blunt knife cutting flesh, the pain was abnormal, and the sweet expectation that had just been established seemed as pitiful as a joke.

So the emperor sent sticky sticks to investigate thoroughly overnight. Although Yinzhen hated Yinzhen, but at this moment Lao Ba had already returned to the west, and Lao Jiu's words had no other selfish intentions except to vent his anger.Therefore, when the emperor sent out spies, he already had a faint belief in his heart.

After the morning meeting, the emperor hurried back to the Xinuang Pavilion, and read through the secret book on the stick, which clearly recorded the food, clothing, speech and behavior of Prince Lian before his death.Except for the rapid development of the cold syndrome, everything seemed to be dying of an emergency.But a record written at the end of the stick surprised the emperor. It turned out that a letter had been sent on the eve of Prince Lian's death.

Yinzhen called Su Peisheng to him, and said involuntarily, "Bring me the letter from Lao Ba."

When Su Peisheng heard it, his complexion turned green immediately. The Emperor Xindao had urged him to keep this letter and not to mention it again. Wooden box of pears.

Xu Zhen's hand that opened the box was almost trembling, but when the real content of the letter was displayed in front of his eyes, he felt a stream of salty heat hit his throat.

In that letter, it was not at all the deep love or sorrow and regret that Yinzhen thought he had.Between the lines of the trembling words, Yinzhen seemed to see that face again, Yinhu's face.That was Yinhu's most common expression during the years of the Yongzheng Dynasty, as cold as dead, indifferent and alienated.In the letter, he mocked his brother's rebellious intentions and spurned the emperor's shameless greed.In the end, he said, "I would like to end this catastrophe with my body. With Yinhu alone, I will exchange for the peace of the court, and I beg my brother to stop the war."

Yinzhen didn't have the chance to look at it again, because the blood in his mouth had already spurted out, and his eyes were blood red.

As the night fell, the emperor's thoughts finally pulled back from the dark sky, his eyes fell on the candle he had just picked up, and Yinzhen no longer had the courage to open the letter in his hand, but let it Quietly lie back in the wooden box and put it on the shelf.

I don't know how long it took before the emperor came back to his senses, only to hear the scent of fragrance paving the face.When Yinzhen raised his eyes, he saw Zhen Huan standing outside the door of Xinuang Pavilion, curling up with a drawer of milky white tofu in his hand.

Seeing that the emperor had already seen Mrs. Wan, Su Peisheng did not disturb him.The old servant stood at the door, watching the emperor beckon Wan nobleman to enter, then watched Wan nobleman roll up his horseshoe sleeves, put a few dishes of dipped cloth on the side, slowly raised his head and said softly, "Shiro, which one do you want to taste first?" taste."

Hearing the sound, Xu Zhen's body shook. He stretched his eyes to look at Zhen Huan, only to feel that she was standing under the shadow of the candle, the darkness covered most of her face, but there was an indescribable feeling, the emperor slowly moved like a nightmare. Raising his hand to caress Wan Guiren's cheek, he said in a deep voice, "My fourth brother."

Zhen Huan was slightly taken aback, and immediately took a piece of tofu for the emperor dipped in vinegar sauce, put it on a bone dish and held it in front of the emperor's eyes, with affection like water, "fourth brother, try it."

For this dinner, the emperor ate two pieces of spring water tofu cooked by Mrs. Wan.In the end, they ordered everyone to dim the lights, and took Zhen Huan back to the bedroom, where they had a peaceful night.Only the beautiful woman in the emperor's arms knows how affectionate the husband who is holding her is at this moment, as if the steel that has been practiced has turned into tenderness between fingers.

In Zhen Huan's heart, this quiet night was more touching than those passionate nights, leaving a wonderful memory in her young heart that will last forever.

The author has something to say: The truth about the fourth brother vomiting blood is revealed. It turns out that the fourth brother has been self-confident in his two lifetimes.

But God loves the fourth brother, doesn't this bring the real starling here?

Zhen Huan is actually a [-]% substitute here, but in a woman's heart, at this moment, she thinks that the two are happy in love.

So when Zhen Huan found out that the fourth brother didn't love her at all, she would definitely be Spartan.

So although Zhen Huan can't beat starlings, as a harem concubine, this is also the only way to go.

The next chapter is the last chapter before the New Year, and Ah Ning will try to update it before 12:[-] p.m. next Monday.

Thanks to all the friends who sent mines and left comments!Happy New Year!

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Fourth Brother: It's called Shiro.

Starling: ...

Fourth Brother: It's called Shiro.

Starling: ...

Fourth Brother: It's called Shiro.

Starling: ...

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