I am Kangxi Bai Yueguang [Qing wear]

Green house corrugated.

The earthen walls are tight and strong, the trees are lush, and the land outside the fence is flat.

Kangxi pulled Su Yang in, and the woman brought two stools made of bamboo and wood, carefully asked her to sit down, and said: "Your husband is out, but he hasn't returned yet, please wait a moment."

She sat and chatted with the two.

This woman used to be sister Qiao, a girl from Seoul, and her family had little money, but her family wanted to climb high, and asked her to marry a 50-year-old old man, but the woman refused. The honest and honest men with miscellaneous affairs in the mansion eloped to this remote area together. There are only the two of them here, and there will be no more people.

But this guy was still young, two or three years younger than her.

The life is full of love and love, and the music is harmonious.

The man is quite strong, and he went up the mountain to chop firewood in the morning.

Guess I'll be back later.

Sister Qiao took her hand without being too dirty, and stood up: "Sister,? You should change your clothes."

She sniffed, showing astringency, "It's all swish!"

Su Yang laughed: "Then thank you for the clothes, sister, Susu is very grateful."

There is a change of clothes, but there is no warm water.

Qiaomei took out the firewood from home and burned it for a while, then took the bucket and poured it into the basin in the room.

"My sister's house is simple,? My sister will just settle down and wait until your relatives arrive."

Qiao Mei went out with a bucket and shouted: "Master, your wife is taking a bath, why are you standing here stupidly! What if you fall down!"

Kangxi nodded and said yes, then entered the room.

And Miss Qiao put down the bucket, thought for a while, took a kitchen knife and went to the yard to kill pheasants.

In the room, Su Yang took off her dress and sank into the water.

When she was wiping herself with a handkerchief, Kangxi asked her to go over.

"Why do you..." Su Yang covered his chest in surprise and turned around, "Why did you come in?"

"My wife is taking a bath, so she naturally comes in to help her husband, so it's not easy for other men to look at it, right?"

Kangxi learned the folk dialect, laughed at her a few words, then pressed her to sit down, and scrubbed her carefully.

"It's not that my husband didn't wash you at home before, but now I suddenly become shy."

I don't know where I learned the foreign accent.

Su Yang's ears tingled.

She lowered her eyes, clasped the big wooden basin in her hand, rubbed it and said: "I used to call people sisters and sisters, but I didn't notice it in my heart. Today, I am very happy to call each other sisters with sisters of the Qiao family."

Kangxi didn't speak, and quietly washed her hair.

"I used to tell you to marry a gentle and virtuous wife, and give birth to a fat son early. I didn't expect my son to slip around today, and wives and concubines are like a production team."

She turned her head and looked calm.

"It seems that this really happened to me."

"You were outside the fence just now and claimed that I was your wife. But you may not know that this family's concubine's room cannot call itself a regular wife outside. You have to see a concubine or a concubine, so that you can show your identity."

Kangxi held her hand in one hand, and said in a low voice: "Nowadays, the empress has not been established, and the positions of imperial concubine and imperial concubine are vacant. You are the only one who can be worthy of being such a lady. The people are not as strict as the court rules, so naturally they deserve it." of."

Su Yang smiled indifferently: "It's up to you, call it whatever you like."

The water is warm and comfortable, washing away the wetness from last night to this afternoon.

After washing, she was refreshed. She dried her hair and changed into coarse clothes. Her cheeks were rosy, and she looked pretty and bright.

Refined from dust, clear all over the body.

Sister Qiao couldn't believe that the woman in front of her who was so beautiful in her clothes was actually the woman who was so dirty that she could only see her eyes.

Her facial features are exquisite, her eyebrows are like the black color of distant mountains, the tips of her eyes are slightly raised, and her smiling face is pure and full of indescribable charm.

Even a suit of coarse cloth can't hide her beauty.

It seems that this shabby room has been tainted with fairy spirit.

Qiao Mei swears that she has never seen such a good-looking person in her life.

She was shocked for a while, wiped her apron with her hands, and said a little awkwardly: "Sister, you, you are so beautiful."

Qiaomei has been away for so many years, so she has good knowledge. She quickly realized that she took Su Yang's hand with a smile, and said, "Sister, it's a good thing your husband messed up your face. You look so good. If the bandits don’t want money, they’re afraid they’ll push people back.”

She said it without any scruples, just to show off.

Su Yang glanced back at Kangxi, he was relieved when he saw that there was no abnormal expression on his face, he happily pulled sister Qiao, and said, "Sister, I smelled it as soon as I came out, what did you cook?"

She took a deep breath and sighed, "It smells so good."

Sister Qiao said: "Since my sister is pregnant, she really shouldn't treat her unborn child badly. This chicken was also caught by the man of my slave's family in the mountains. It didn't cost any money, so don't dislike it."

Su Yang hesitated for a moment, "Sister, what did you say? I'm grateful for my sister's food and clothing. Thank you for taking care of me. I will repay my sister well in the future."

Qiaomei smiled: "If you calculate the time, the guy from the slave family should be coming back."

It is said that when Cao Cao arrived, the strong man who cut the firewood came back, and when he put down the firewood, there was a bang sound, which was heavy.

When I came in, I saw two more strangers in the room.

This strong man was surnamed Chen and named Chen Zhuang. He was originally a servant of Miss Qiao's mansion. He was killed by robbers when he was sending a dart back on his right face. Later, he eloped with Miss Qiao and came here. In an inaccessible mountain village, I have lived to this day.

Chen Zhuang scratched his head: "Mother, lady... this."

He stammered and said that it was not good, Qiao Mei smiled and said: "Our guest."

She got up and pulled Chen Zhuang into the room, and after whispering for a while, she led Chen Zhuang out. Chen Zhuang's face was obviously more sympathetic than naked.

He said: "It's really... It's too, too unbearable, so easy."

After Kangxi became emperor, it was rare to see this kind of stuttering person, but I once heard from Imperial Physician Xu that most of the stuttering of this person was not born with it, but was caused by the environment the day after tomorrow. If it is corrected, the chance is fifty to five.

Su Yang tugged at him, and smiled faintly at Chen Zhuang: "Brother Chen, I'm bothering you today."

She was good-looking, and if it was a man next to her, she would inevitably be fascinated. When Chen Zhuang saw her, not only did he not intend to be amazed, but he was a little...some indescribably afraid?

Sister Qiao said: "Sister, I don't know. Brother Zhuang once warned by his mother that the more beautiful a woman is, the more thorny she is. My husband will keep it in mind, and this is the only way to offend me."

It was so.

Almost hallucinating someone's lines.

Su Yang smiled and said, "What's your sister talking about?"

Chen Zhuang was born mighty, and he was also very hungry.

He smelled the aroma of the back kitchen, and couldn't wait to eat some. After Qiao Mei said a few words, he turned around in embarrassment:

"No, I don't know, I know you." He looked down at Su Yang's abdomen, stuttering, "I have a child!"

Chen Zhuang also seemed to feel that he was a bit ashamed, so he turned his head and ran into the room in a huff.

Qiaomei smiled helplessly, and said, "That's how he is."

She greeted Su Yang to come over, and at the same time hurriedly wiped her body and put on the clothes of Brother Chen Zhuang.

Even the coarse cloth clothes look extraordinarily handsome.

Qiaomei's eyes flickered slightly, she coughed lightly, and said honestly: "Sister, don't mind, your husband is really handsome."

She pulled Su Yang past another place quietly, and said in a low voice: "Such a handsome and handsome man, my sister must take good care of him. Now this Seoul woman is like a tiger, and she may fall in love with your husband at any time."

Su Yang said with a half-smile, "If you want to see my husband, you have to go through five trials and kill six generals. It's useless for ordinary women to fall in love with you."

Sister Qiao nodded: "Indeed."

The meals in this farmhouse are not as varied as those in the palace.

But the advantage is that the wild vegetables are fresh and unique. The pheasant cooking does not require old hens that have been domesticated for many years. It needs to be stewed, and various seasonings that she can’t name are added.

This handcraft can be described as unique.

After the fall of October, she eats less roasted chicken, because it is greasy and roasted over fire, which is not suitable for pregnant women.

However, Su Yang didn't show his appearance of being hungry.

With two or three points reserved, he drank some soup.

Kangxi only ate rice and wild vegetables, and barely touched chicken.

Chen Zhuang ate hard, bowl after bowl of rice bottomless, bowl of chicken soup soaked.

After the meal, Kangxi helped Su Yang go outside the yard to eat.

She didn't have to suffer from the hunger in her stomach, and she didn't have to face the crisis of life and death, so she could calm down and think about it.

"This time... do you know who is going to assassinate you?"

From last night to now, Su Yang hasn't asked.

But for the sake of the future, she has to consider whether to follow the emperor out of the palace in the future.

She had a life-and-death escape as soon as she left the palace, and her cardiology department couldn't stand such a big stimulus.

"This is a matter of the previous dynasty."

Kangxi brought it back in one sentence, "It's related to the 'Third Prince Zhu'."

The third prince Zhu is no stranger to Su Yang.

She has been in the harem for so many years, and the third prince Zhu jumped up and down from time to time to make something happen. He has existed in the harem for 18 and 20 years, but little is known about him in the harem.

But she still has a little understanding of this passage in the history books.

The third prince Zhu belonged to the Ming Dynasty. Under the banner of anti-Qing and restoring the Ming Dynasty, several puppets in each of them used it to assassinate the emperor in an attempt to overthrow the Qing Dynasty.

In her view, it was just a dilemma of one court overthrowing another court.

The supreme throne, it seems that everyone is very greedy.

I really think about it for the common people, but I don't have the advanced consciousness yet.

But even if Su Yang lived to be a hundred years old, he still couldn't control what happened to her a hundred years later.

In the Qing Dynasty, women could not take the imperial examination or read and write.

I can't turn over.

In the 20th year of Kangxi, the third prince Zhu was killed in front of the Buddhist temple.

Afterwards, the banner of "Anti-Qing and Fuming" disappeared for a while.

I didn't expect Mulan to be quite unlucky this year, because she happened to run into trouble that happens once every few years.

Su Yang asked as much as he wanted.

She helped her stomach and said: "It's been almost five months, it should be formed, and I will ask Wen Ci in a few days, what should I pay attention to during this time."

Kangxi let out a deep "hmm".

Outside the fence, the setting sun is approaching.

The sea of ​​fiery red space clouds, under the afterglow of the setting sun, three or two small birds sit on the branches, and shadows are faintly under the treetops.

Kangxi suddenly said: "Do you know...why was I outside the palace on Qixi Festival that year?"

Su Yang took a bench and sat down. Hearing this, he said with a smile: "Didn't you say to investigate the sentiments of the people? Who knows if the empress in the palace can't keep you, her heart is full of spring, and she wants to come to the people to have fun."

"However, it happened to save me."

She took Kangxi's hand, held it in the palm of her hand, and said: "Is there any other reason?"

"of course."

Kangxi said, "Of course there are other reasons."

Su Yang leaned in front of him, making a posture of listening attentively: "Then please husband, please explain."

She waited for a while, seeing that Kangxi had nothing to say, she said boringly: "Forget it, since you don't want to say it, why bother to make me doubt? Was it on purpose?"

Kangxi said: "Because you once said, let your husband marry a woman who suits your wishes. How can you be considered as satisfactory? Ren Xiaodang dignified, orderly handling affairs, treating me like a king like a husband, or Ma Jia's charming woman, Flattery?"

"It's not what you want. So I thought of a way. There are couples on Qixi Festival in the folk. The emotions are pure, and there is no familial power. Appearance, how deep is the feeling?"

"But I have tried a lot, either for the benefit of money, or for being fascinated by beauty, neither of which is what I want in my heart."

"Later, it became a practice of going out of the palace on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month. No one knew that I was not in the palace that day."

Su Yang: "...I'm involved in everything."

Kangxi lowered his head and smiled faintly at her.

He said this not to make Su Yang feel that he had accomplished something in teaching.

It's just his interpretation of Su Yang's export of her ideas over the years.

Although he didn't know how Su Yang formed such a character in the past, it was inevitable that there would be feedback from the surrounding environment, culture, education, etc. in his character.

That was unfamiliar territory for him.

If he had never met Su Yang when he was young, all his doubts today would not have arisen.

Because he won't pay attention to what a concubine in the harem thinks, because it doesn't matter.

If you like it, you will love it, if you are bored, you will hate it.

He will definitely get the true biography of his Ama's indifference and indifference.

The author has something to say: Good night ~ See you tomorrow!

Over-done!