The Struggle History of the Fourteenth Qing Dynasty

Mrs. Wang is indeed a beauty, with the gentleness and gracefulness unique to women in Jiangnan water villages.

She sat there quietly like a painting, she was like the maid in the painting.

Now that she is pregnant, she is still so soft and beautiful, and the innocence in her eyes still exists. When her bright eyes look at you, it seems that you are her whole world.

Today, Kangxi happened to be free, and Wang made some Suzhou snacks for him. They sent someone to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and then Kangxi summoned her.

She originally wanted to talk to Lord Long Live, can she raise a child by herself?

That's what she came for, but it couldn't be said in the first place.

While chatting and talking about children, Li Dequan came in: "Long Live Lord, Brother Fourteen please see me."

"What is he here for?" Kangxi still remembers today, someone told him that the Fourteenth Lord was still sleeping in the Shang's study room, but he didn't continue in the cloth warehouse in the afternoon. This little guy, Kangxi thinks he really has a character.

Fortunately, he was only six years old. If he was older, he would have to deal with him.

"Brother Fourteen took a very...strange object, like a funnel, one side is big and the other is small, and he said it was for you." In fact, Li Dequan didn't see what it was, but Brother Fourteen is very valiant With a high-spirited look, he said this is a baby.

Mrs. Wang was a little unhappy. The temperament of pregnant women is changeable. In addition, she hadn't said what she asked for, and the matter hadn't been finished yet. She couldn't help being angry that Brother Fourteen came at an inappropriate time.

Knowing that Long Live God has a lot of things to do every day, she also spent a lot of money to find out when Long Live God is free, so that she can just deliver snacks, invite Long Live God to taste, and then chat about the ownership of the dragon species in her belly.

The atmosphere was just right, and she was interrupted just as she was about to get to the point. She felt very depressed.

"Mrs. Wang, you go back first, Li Dequan, call me Brother Fourteen..." Kangxi said without thinking about letting Mrs. Wang go back. For him, there are plenty of women, but sons are relatives connected by blood.

But before Kangxi finished speaking, Wang opened his mouth first.

"The concubine also wants to meet the fourteenth elder brother. In the past, I only heard his name but never met him." Wang Shi didn't want to leave.

Li Dequan felt that the fourteenth elder brother might not be happy to see Concubine Wang.

However, Concubine Wang's beauty and gentleness were well-known in the harem, unlike Concubine De's demureness, Concubine Wang really dared to speak out.

"Have you ever heard of Little Fourteen?" Kangxi still didn't know what his fourteenth son was like in the hearts of the women in the harem: "Tell me about it?"

"The fourteenth elder brother is now the youngest elder brother in the palace. He was born smart and cute since he was a child..." Wang wished that Kangxi would listen to her more. With a little childishness, he speaks clearly and logically.

But Li Dequan was not happy, this woman was talking nonsense, he came in to complain, Long Live Lord hadn't told him to go out yet, this is stuck here, Brother Fourteen is still waiting outside.

It's not easy for him to interrupt the concubine Wang's words.

At this moment, a loud voice came in: "Ama Huang? Ama Huang! I'm Little Fourteen, can I come in?"

That voice is loud!

Wang's face turned pale immediately.

Because it sounded more like thunder.

It happened to be a childish voice with a childlike voice.

It's scary, and it's horrible.

Kangxi was also dumbfounded, it was the first time he heard his fourteenth son's voice so loud.

The door of the Hall of Mental Cultivation is closed, not to mention that they were talking in the East Nuan Pavilion, and Xiao Shishi was waiting to be summoned in the row of classrooms on the east side of the square in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, not to mention the distance between them. Layers of barriers, how did he speak loudly, as if in front of his eyes?

"Send Wang back!" This time, Kangxi didn't think this woman was cute anymore, but showed his decisive aura as an emperor, sending her away as soon as he said it, without any discussion.

"Hey!" Li Dequan hurriedly called out to send this troublesome woman away from the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

And it's not the gate of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but the back door of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Basically, people who walk this way will not be able to meet the people who came ahead.

Because the women in the harem can send snacks and soup to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, just because the Hall of Mental Cultivation has a back door.

No one dared to send things to the Qianqing Palace, not to mention the scope of the Qianqing Palace, the Qianqing Palace was a place for formal political discussions.

Even if it is to bring something to the Hall of Mental Cultivation ahead, it is an eunuch, definitely not a woman, no matter if it is a maid or aunt, a mother or an old woman.

In front, Kangxi had someone open the door and let his fourteenth son in.

But Little Fourteen didn't come in, and stood outside the threshold and waved to Huang Ama: "Huang Ama, come out, this thing is used outside, it will deafen you if you talk inside!"

Kangxi saw that his fourteenth son was dragging a strange thing behind him. One end was big and the other end was small. It was indeed like a funnel.

Little Fourteen stepped forward and pulled him, Huang Ama, and chirped about his "invention", allowing everyone to hear Huang Ama's voice: "The most important thing is to let my son hear your voice. "

"Is this important?" Kangxi looked at Xiao Shisi and asked with a little black line.

"Of course, this is very important!" Little Fourteen plausibly said, "Does Yumen listen to the government? If you don't listen, what are you going to do? It's better to let the son sleep in the elder brother's place until he wakes up naturally."

"You think it's beautiful." Kangxi touched the thing called "big horn": "Horn?"

"Yes!" Little Fourteen proudly announced to his Emma, ​​"Put it in front of your royal case, so we can hear you."

If it wasn't for the sake of hearing, why did he work so hard to make this thing out?

Hands are bleeding blisters.

The copper wire inside is very thin, and it comes from the Manufacturing Office of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, several top jewelry manufacturing masters.

In the Qing Dynasty, gold and silver thread crafts abounded, and it was no problem to want copper thread.

The silk threading process is one of the earliest recorded jewelery manufacturing techniques.Also known as "flower work" or "pattern", it is the most exquisite in metal crafts.It draws gold and silver into silk, then weaves it into braids or various mesh structures, and then welds it on the utensils, which is called tired silk.

Even in the Qing Dynasty, the production of three-dimensional silk works was the most difficult, and it had to go through the procedure of "pile ashes" in advance.

In short, this is a very delicate craft.

"I have seen a lama, what does it have to do with your trumpet?" Kangxi continued to ask his fourteenth son.

"There is no relationship between a penny." Little Fourteen said decisively: "Huang Ama, Lama and Trumpet, one is a living person, and the other is a dead thing, how can there be any relationship."

Anyway, Kangxi got a treasure. He personally took the little fourteen to the Qianqing Palace, and he will call Da Qier tomorrow. It is necessary to clean up the square in front of the Qianqing Palace, the imperial steps, Danbi and so on.

Only then did Xiao Shisi realize that cleanliness and tidiness have always been the fruit of the unknown labor of many palace people.

The loudspeaker was placed on Kangxi's imperial case. Kangxi was sitting there, and Little Fourteen was standing beside him. Kangxi said a word to the loudspeaker: "Eight Banners."

It was the volume of his usual speech, but the guard standing in the distance heard it, and heard it clearly.

The guard standing in the distance was usually standing in the middle when Da Qier was called. In the past, only a few words could be heard in that place.

Kangxi also understands this truth, but he can't shout by his neck, can he?

In fact, calling Da Qier is more about showing the majesty of the court and giving officials a chance to face the monarch, regardless of whether he can see clearly.

You can brag to others when you go out of the palace when you turn around, and you will face yourself.

Kangxi was very surprised that this thing could transmit the sound so far, and even read a memorial to the minister for this, and the guards in the distance could hear it clearly, and the guard was a little two hundred and five, saying that the minister's memorial , There are a lot of people, he was stunned whether he understood or not.

Little Fourteen also pursed his lips: "What the hell is he going to say? There's a lot of ramblings, besides patting Huang Ama's dragon fart, what else would he do?"

"You don't understand, little fourteen, please An Zhezi can see something. If he has no fear of imperial power in his heart, he must be careless, then please An Zhezi will not write the truth. If he has no ghosts in his heart, Please An Zhezi, I don’t know how to write colorful flowers.” Kangxi touched his fourteenth son’s little head: “Should I shave my head?”

The [-]th day of Concubine Ping's death is approaching, Xiao Shisi and the others should be shaving their heads soon.

"Does it feel okay?" Little Fourteen shook his head, "Er Niang said that she would shave our heads only after she had incensed Concubine Ping."

"It should be, it should be." Kangxi also felt a little bit sad when he thought of the girl who entered the palace at the age of ten.

On the other hand, Little Fourteen immediately seized this opportunity: "Ama Huang, my son has a question that I haven't asked until now. I hope Ama Huang can answer my son's question."

"Tell me." Kangxi prided himself not to say that he knew everything, but he was also a well-read person. Such a six-year-old child, what kind of profound questions could he ask him.

In the end, Xiao Shishi asked a very tall question: "Huang Ama, why do our full heads look like this?"

He has been holding back this question for a long time.

The full head shape is the standard half moon shape.

But why?

Kangxi didn't expect his fourteenth son to have such weird questions.

"Why do you think so?"

"Son, have you read a lot of picture albums? There are Ming Dynasty, Yuan Dynasty, Song Dynasty, and Tang Dynasty. Their hair styles are similar. Oh, the Yuan Dynasty is different, but no one shaves their heads like ours!" Xiao Shi Si drew a circle instead: "It feels so strange to be naked."

Kangxi had such a hairstyle since he was a child, so he didn't find it strange.

"In the earliest days, our man's hair was only a little bit left, just like your uncle's hair. At that time, it was called money mouse tail, just like a mouse tail, with only a thin lock." Kangxi After thinking for a long time, he opened his mouth: "At first, it was because we were going to war, and the head shape could fit the helmet. Later, it was just for convenience. It was convenient to wash your hair, right? Then, after entering the customs, our money mouse tail became a half moon This is already a disgrace to our ancestors, but it’s good that Han people can accept our hairstyle.”

When Kangxi said this, he was actually a little confused and reluctant.

Xiao Shisi also felt that his Huang Ama's reason was a bit far-fetched.

But at least he had an explanation to him, and he didn't kick him out, so that's not bad.

The father and son fiddled with each other for a long time in Qianqing Palace, and confirmed the effect of the loudspeaker. Kangxi was very satisfied, and asked Xiao Shishi, what reward do you want for four?

"Is everything okay?" Little Fourteen blinked his big eyes and looked at Kangxi seriously.

Kangxi was silent for a while: "Within the scope allowed by Huang Ama, but you are not allowed to go to the Shang's study room, and you are not allowed to sleep in when the master is giving lectures."

In fact, Kangxi also knew that Little Fourteen was very good at studying, he was transparent at a little bit, and he had a lot of aura, but this aura was accompanied by his super lazy character, and he didn't know who he resembled, and he didn't get enough sleep all day long.

During the lunch break, everyone was playing, so he just lay there to catch up on sleep.

I didn't fall behind in my studies, but I wasn't active, and I never tried to be strong.

Xiao Shisan is obviously partial to subjects. Although he is good at reading, he prefers to read Art of War and Buku. Even if he is too young to go to battle, he has to cheer beside him every day in class.

"Then... can I reward my son with money? 100 taels of gold, how about it?" Little Fourteen took the next best thing and asked for money instead.

"I don't understand. I didn't lose your food and clothing, and I didn't lose your mother. Your brothers and sisters-in-law are also good to you. Why do you love money so much?" Kangxi's pursuit of his fourteenth son was so intense Straightforward and vulgar, very puzzling.

"Son just likes money!" Little Fourteen complained to Kangxi very sadly: "Money is not everything, but no money is absolutely impossible, Huang Ama."

Kangxi was speechless for a long time, and finally had to hug his fourteenth son, went back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation for dinner, and then rewarded his fourteenth son with a gold ticket of 100 taels.

"I heard that your fourth brother gave you two silver tickets. You have to look at them every day, and you have to read them carefully." Kangxi teased the fourteenth son: "I like it so much, I will give you a golden ticket."

It was indeed the first time that Xiao Shishi got a golden ticket. What his brother gave him was a silver ticket. So there are still golden tickets?

"Where can I exchange it?" This thing looks similar to a bank note, with similar textures but definitely different.

"Ministry of Internal Affairs." Kangxi said: "You don't need to exchange it, just take it out as money."

This is a golden ticket issued by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Most people can't get it, and those who can get it are the royal relatives.

Xiao Shisi, who won the golden ticket, happily returned to Qianxi No. [-] Institute with the pastry that was used by his emperor Ama.

Xiao Shisan had already washed and slept, and he also washed and slept, but he held the gold ticket in his hand and looked at it for a long time, and he didn't let go of it when he slept, and the eldest mother couldn't take it down.

But that night, about the fourteenth elder brother getting a strange object and presenting it to the Lord Long Live, but it frightened the Wang family, and announced that the imperial doctor had boiled the anti-fetal medicine that night, and the rumors spread all over the harem .

So much so that Concubine De was puzzled when she heard it, and at the same time she was even more unhappy: "Why is she going to the Hall of Mental Cultivation when she has nothing to do? The child in her stomach is still thinking about Long Live God before she can sit still?"

"Maybe I want to ask Long Live Lord to rectify his name?" Eldest aunt was also very upset, Fourteenth Lord's lovely child, why should he be troubled by that woman.