Be a group pet in the Qing Palace where the prince and the fourth master have been reborn

Fourth master didn't know why his younger brother had such terrible expectations for him, so he said a few words hastily and then fled, leaving the little guy blankly watching his brother's back as he left.

Imperial Concubine Tong Jia knew that her eldest son's performance in riding and archery was really bad, so she just smiled and watched him pretend to be calm and find an excuse to leave, without destroying his image in his younger brother's heart.

Mood is really important for recovering from illness. The little guy was depressed for several days and his condition did not improve. After the friends came back, he quickly became energetic. If the weather was not too hot, the third little one could only continue to occupy the Imperial Garden.

Yin Qi's illness has just improved, and the imperial concubine Tong Jia dare not put too much ice in his room, but the weather is too hot, the little guy is uncomfortable and can't sleep well, seeing that he is wilting again, the imperial concubine feels distressed no.

The little guy fell asleep, and when he woke up, he had already appeared in the main hall. Er Niang was sitting beside him threading needles and threads. After so many days of practice, the stitches were still as rough as ever, and he could only vaguely see that the embroidery was a sachet.

On the table are herbs such as ageratum and mint, which are common mosquito repellents. The little guy rubbed his eyes and yawned, lifted the thin quilt on his body and climbed onto his mother, smelling the faint fragrance of herbs sleepy.

The imperial concubine Tong Jia put down her needle and thread, washed and changed her clothes with the little guy in her arms, "Yinqi, good boy, Erniang will show you the lotus, okay?"

"Lotus?" The little guy was still in a daze, he blinked when he heard the word "lotus", and it took him a while to remember that Erniang had made a big tank full of water a few days ago.

"The lotus has already bloomed, Yinqi has to cheer up, and the younger brothers will come over later, so don't let the younger brother worry." The imperial concubine Tong Jia squeezed her son's face, and took him to sit by the window to watch the scene. A vat of blooming lotus.

There is no lake in the Forbidden City, and you can't see large lotus flowers, but it has a special charm when kept alone in a tank, and it feels cool just by looking at it.

Yin Qi was lying on the glass window looking lost in thought, ready to run out to see, but seeing the big sun outside, rubbed his arms and retreated to the imperial concubine Tong Jia, blinking his big watery eyes pitifully, "Er Niang, what do you want to see?" Eat an ice bowl."

"Eating ice bowls will make my stomach hurt. Er Niang asks the small kitchen to make mung bean soup?" The imperial concubine shook her head, and the last concession was the refreshing mung bean soup.

The little guy is weak, Chengqian Palace even has an ice basin

He didn't dare to put more, let alone let him touch something cold like an ice bowl. In order not to make his youngest son sad, imperial concubine Tong Jia no longer touched food with ice, but she was the only one who didn't touch it. Yes, the little guy's source of news is not only Chengqian Palace.

Concubine Niu Hulu is going to give birth in three or four months, and the entire Chuxiu Palace pays close attention to food, and Yin'er has never seen an ice bowl, but there is a strong Yinzhen who can eat anything, and the three little ones The guys get together, this time it will break the sky.

Yin'er is fine, if he wants to eat the noble concubine Niu Hulu, he can ask the small kitchen to make it for him alone, but Yinqi can't, the imperial concubine Tong Jia is "hard-hearted" when it comes to his son's food, no matter how wronged and acted like a baby by the little guy, he can't If you can't eat it, you can't eat it.

The little guy pursed his lips, and his voice was sad and sad, "My mother is too much, if brother knows..."

"If your brother wants to give you these, Er Niang will also take his ice." The imperial concubine tapped the tip of her son's nose to let him know that even with her brother's protection in such matters, it would not work.

Although Yinzhen doesn't get sick often, he can't often eat cold food. Both brothers are weaker than ordinary children, and neither of them can touch ice more often.

Yin Qi wrinkled his nose, and let out an aggrieved "Oh", afraid that he would lose his brother's delicious food, so he lay down on the cool mat and stopped talking.

When Yinyu Yin'e came over, the mung bean soup in the small kitchen had just been cooked and was still hot, and the little chubby Yin'er happily ran over, "Gui'er Niang, Brother Ten brought the iced sour plum soup made by Yi'er Niang. It's delicious."

Chilled... sour plum soup...

Yin Qi looked at the steaming mung bean soup in front of him, and then at the iced sour plum soup on the table behind the two little guys. Erniang cried in her arms.

How is this?

Yinzhen Yin'e was taken aback, seeing her brother crying sadly, she didn't dare to go over like before, she stood there obediently holding hands and didn't dare to move, she didn't know what happened to her brother.

Concubine Tong Jia listened to her son's crying, resisting the urge to laugh out loud to coax her, "Yinqi is good, Yinqi won't cry, Erniang won't drink, let Yinzhen take it back and give it back to you Yierniang, okay?" ?”

Isn't it just a bowl of sour plum soup, it seems to have wronged the child.

Yin'e rubbed her chubby belly and asked doubtfully, "Why don't you drink it? Yi'eniang's sour plum soup is delicious."

He drank two bowls in Yikun Palace, if it wasn't for Yikun Palace,

Er Niang didn't let him continue to drink, but he could drink two more bowls.

Delicious.

hiccup.

"Don't talk, the sour plum soup is not good at all." Yinzhen's mind turned quickly, she quickly covered Yin'er's mouth, asked the nanny to go out with the sour plum soup, put the sour plum soup at the door and re-entered the door, "Your mother, We came to play with my brother, and we didn't bring sour plum soup."

The little guy explained seriously, and the maids and eunuchs serving in the palace lowered their heads to hide their smiles in unison, for fear that the little elder brother would notice them.

"There's no more sour plum soup, so stop crying." The imperial concubine Tong Jia's voice was full of smiles, she wiped the tears on her son's face with a handkerchief, not daring to let him continue dropping golden beans, "Brothers are waiting by the side, If you keep crying, you won’t be able to play with your brother.”

"Liar! Don't play! Cough..." The little guy cried, and couldn't help coughing as soon as he opened his mouth. Back, it took a while to stabilize the situation.

Yinzhen and Yin'e were so frightened that they didn't even dare to speak. They stood nervously and looked at their brother, worried that his brother would be sick and drink bitter medicine like the other day. I went to taste it, and spit it out without swallowing a mouthful.

It's too bad, it's really too bad, how can there be such a bad thing in the world?

The two of them originally thought it was pity that the elder brother could not go out to play, but after learning that the elder brother had to drink those unpalatable soups and medicines every day, he felt that his life was not easy. They couldn't even drink a sip, but the elder brother had to drink every day , Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Yin Qi stepped on the ground sobbing, and looked at the imperial concubine Tong Jia with red eyes, "Er Niang, Er Niang drink, my brother doesn't drink."

This trick of tricking a little fool can't fool him, he obviously brought them all over, and taking them back would not give Yi'eniang any face, and Erniang could drink as much as she wanted, he didn't mind at all.

do not mind.

I don't mind at all.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Yinzhen hurried forward and hugged his elder brother, "Don't drink it, the sour plum soup doesn't taste good at all, so we won't drink it."

"Okay, the sour plum soup is not good." Yin'e swallowed, and was forced to say that the sour plum soup was not good. Seeing the mung bean soup on the table, she blinked and asked in a low voice, "Your mother, this bowl What is it inside?"

"It's mung bean soup, you can drink it after it cools down, don't worry, you have all three of you." The imperial concubine signaled the mother to bring Yinzhen over

The sour plum soup was well hidden, even if the little guy told her to drink it, she would not dare to drink it in front of the little guy.

A doll made of water is not easy to coax, and she really has nothing to do when she cries.

It's just a pity for Yifei's sour plum soup.

The summer in the Forbidden City is like a stove, and the only way to survive is to stay in a cool room with an ice basin. The crown prince is paralyzed in Yuqing Palace, and he has never missed the summer resort Changchun Garden like he does now.

Summer is not suitable for working, this kind of weather is only suitable for salted fish paralysis.

The prince ran out of the palace for a few days, and when he came back, he slumped in Yuqing Palace and did not go out. He had already told the craftsmen the method of "two grindings and one burning". After the dog days, paving can be put on the agenda.

After the official roads in the capital are paved, and the official roads are paved in the streets of the cities, as long as the first cement road appears, all the voices of doubt will be suppressed. At that time, without his pushing, their fifth uncle will grab it Come and take over the job.

They have already seen how profitable Liulichang is. The capital alone can make so much profit. When the cement road is repaired, it will be convenient for the transportation of large glass, and it will be a steady stream of income at that time.

Looking closer, the cement road helps Liulichang to make money, but looking at it in the long run, it will be very useful.

If you want to get rich, build roads first. This sentence is not a joke. Convenient transportation is a necessary condition for getting rich. The productivity is already low enough these days. If the transportation is not convenient, what is there to develop?

Replacing the dirt roads in the capital with cement roads is the most obvious effect of improving the environment, but once all the official roads are paved in all directions, it will be more convenient for merchants traveling from south to north, the imperial court can transport food more quickly, and the economy can develop. Do you worry that the people will not live a good life?

Cement has made great contributions to the infrastructure construction of the Qing Dynasty, and he has made great contributions to the birth of cement. He is so outstanding that he is worthy of him.

After resting for two days, the crown prince finally recovered. After Kangxi assigned him and the elder brother some work, he relaxed a little bit about his homework. Of course, he continued to read the daily books, but he didn’t have to be stared at by the four masters in turn. .

Happiness comes from comparison. The prince is very satisfied with the current life. When the sun is bad, he stays in Yuqing Palace to study. After the sun sets, Chengqian Palace takes three little elder brothers to the elder brother's house to inspect the third, fourth, and fifth The learning situation of the sixth, seventh, and eighth children, let alone how comfortable they are in their childhood.

The concubine Niu Hulu's delivery date is approaching, and the concubine Tong Jia is afraid that she will bother her, so she deliberately makes peace with her

The concubine negotiated to let Yin'er and Yinzhen go to Chengqian Palace to play with Yinqi every day. The little guy made a fuss and it didn't matter how serious they were, and they were happy when they were together.

Yin'er still doesn't quite understand what it means that Er Niang wants to have younger brothers and sisters. The little chubby dun'er plays with his brothers during the day, and returns to Chuxiu Palace to see Er Niang at night. He is happy all day without any worries. Yinzhen was very worried.

The three of them are obviously the same age, why Yin'er looks stupid, what should I do if I grow up and be bullied by others?

"The little guy is not big, so he has a lot to worry about." The crown prince looked at Yin Qi who was pretending to be old, shook his head and didn't know what to say. They bully others, no one else can bully them, it's really easy to bully, he thinks this little guy is the best one to bully.

She looks well-behaved and physically weak. If her temper is softer and she doesn't know how to complain when she is bullied, it will be useless no matter how high her status is. She should be bullied or be bullied.

I don't know where this little guy got the confidence to worry about others, but he clearly should worry about himself the most.

Yinqi looked up, looked at the elder brother who was writing and drawing on the map, sighed and continued to worry, "Oh, elder brother, you don't understand."

The crown prince was amused, but he didn't understand. He is an old monster with hundreds of years of experience, and the little guy shouldn't expect to know as much as he does in his life.

But speaking of it, he really doesn't understand what these little dolls are thinking every day, it's really funny that such a big person can still have troubles.

The prince laughed, and continued to write and draw on the map. A man must not lose his fighting spirit. After the cement formula was tested, most of the road construction work was taken over by the Ministry of Industry. He had to find something else to do.

The population of the capital has exceeded one million, and there is a tendency to continue to grow. Not only are there more and more people from the Eight Banners of Mongolia, but also the number of merchants who come to the capital from other places to make a living, and the number of people who come to Beijing to seek refuge with relatives and friends. There are not a few people, as long as the money is in place, no amount of work can be found.

After the cement road is repaired, the gutters and pipes in the capital also need to be cleaned up, and the transportation is developed. It is really unreasonable not to build a commercial center.

In the former dynasty, because the Tonghui River was connected to the North Canal and Jishuitan, large ships from the south of the Yangtze River could be parked directly at Jishuitan Wharf, and goods from south to north could appear there, which can be said to be very lively.

However, during the Yongle period, the Tonghui River was

Ships could no longer pass, and the wharf was moved from Jishuitan to Datong Bridge. The bustling places were moved to Zhengyangmen and Chongwenmen. There were many shops on Qianmen Street. All the emperors have the minds of attracting investment, which is really admirable.

But later they were full of people entering the customs, all the Han people living in the inner city moved to the outer city, and the shops run by the Han people also moved there, and the originally prosperous market was also hit hard.

No, this is not right.

The prince said something, the common people need to survive, and they have to let them do business. It is not a problem that the water surface of Jishuitan and Shichahai silt will become smaller and cannot pass the boat. When the cement road is repaired, the land road will be as developed as the waterway. Porcelain, Zhuozhou's tribute rice wine and other goods are reunited, and slowly they can get on the right track.

There are already enough people living in the inner and outer cities of the capital. Back then, when Jiaqing was short of money, we only built the southern city. When we have money, we can arrange the northern city, the eastern city, and the western city. Commercial areas, residential areas, industrial areas, etc. are organized. Separated, clean, open and bright, do you still worry that southern scholars dislike Beijing and are not willing to be officials here?

It's just that the project is a bit big, and it is estimated that it will take decades to do it.

According to the memory of the previous life, the prince circled the second ring, the third ring and the fourth ring, and hummed "Song of the Five Rings" involuntarily while painting. There are many places outside the capital, and expanding the second and third rings is not at all thing.

Yinqi heard the voice of the prince's elder brother, put down the ink stick in his hand and looked up, tilting his head and eyes full of daze, not knowing what his elder brother was humming.

What is one ring more than the fourth ring and one ring less than the sixth ring? Why can't you even count, is the prince crazy?