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

The more the prince thought about it, the more excited he was, before the second uncle came, he went back to the imperial study, "Ama Khan, my son has something to say."

Yinti:? ? ?

You haven't finished explaining yet?What are you running!

So unstable, no wonder he is a younger brother.

The elder brother curled his lips, but he still couldn't restrain his curiosity, and followed the prince to hear how he was going to fool him.

Kangxi threw down the listless Chang Ning, and sat there watching his son who ran out excitedly raised his jaw, "Say what you want."

"Khan Ama, my son just discussed with the eldest brother and came up with a great hidden danger." The prince said solemnly, it doesn't matter if he is scolded, so that everyone in the world thinks that the prince who was raised by Khan Ama himself is an incomprehensible person No way.

He is the prince, the prince of the country. If one day Khan Ama is unfortunate enough to burp, he can directly ascend the throne without any resistance. Is it his own business to be scolded? No, it is not his own face that is lost, but Khan Ama's face.

Khan Ama is such a face-saving person, will he let others slap him in the face?of course not!

If he hadn't solved this fatal problem ahead of time, this matter would have disappeared in ten to ten cases.

Chang Ning was very interested in listening to the prince's talk about the benefits of running a newspaper, eager to take this job into his own hands. He had read a lot of story books since he was a child, but those things were not very decent and he couldn't get them out. He wanted to read them. I can only secretly let my confidants go to the bookstore to buy them, and when I buy them, I hide them in the Four Books and Five Classics and secretly read them.

They are full of people entering the customs and robbing the country of the Han people. Those Han Chinese literati always like to write things that satirize them, which makes him afraid to read the scripts at ease, for fear that he will accidentally buy something that he shouldn’t buy and set himself up. go in.

The literati who wrote the book slandered the imperial court, and he, the prince who read the book, was an unworthy descendant, thanks to him.

Kangxi sat up straight, trying to pry open the crown prince's head to see how many strange thoughts were inside. He wondered if there was no problem with his education, and the teacher he found for the crown prince was also prudent. How many incomprehensible people went in to influence the prince so inconspicuously?

Thinking about it is a matter of thinking, without any stability as a prince.

It's a good idea.

The old father was a little depressed. If someone else said this in the booklet, he would open a private treasury and give a big reward, but this matter is left to the crown prince.

, he just wanted to whip him with a feather duster.

Why don't you do business every day?

After the prince finished speaking eloquently, he saw that their family's Khan Ama had a serious expression and was not nervous. It was this expression that scared him half to death just now, but it turned out to scare him deliberately. He would not be fooled twice by the same move, "Khan Ama, The tabloid that my son wants to run will not talk about government affairs indiscriminately, but will only publish some small stories on it, and put them on consignment in restaurants and bookstores, so it will definitely not leak the secrets of the court."

When his small newspaper gets popular, he can also attract investment and advertise. Advertising can make more money than simply selling newspapers. It kills two birds with one stone, so why not do it.

"Don't talk yet, let me think about it." Kangxi raised his hand to signal the prince to shut up, and made a low sound as he tapped the table with his fingertips, slowly but regularly, and the three below him became nervous involuntarily.

He personally selected all the people in Prince Zhan's mansion. It is easy to run a tabloid, but writing is the most prone to accidents. Even if you want to run a newspaper, people around the prince can't come forward.

Many literati left over from the previous dynasty are still active. Those people can’t be killed, let alone let them go. After the San Francisco was settled down, those people also stopped a lot. He opened the erudite Hongci department two years ago to let those literati take the exam, and those who entered Beijing to take the exam Not a few.

Literati need integrity, but integrity cannot be eaten. The Ming Dynasty is in the past. None of the people who rebelled against the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty in the name of the third prince Zhu in these years is the real third prince Zhu. They are full of idiots trying to gain fame.

The great Confucians who kept the festival for the Ming Dynasty can live in seclusion, but they still have students and children, so they can't ruin the future of the whole family.

How capable those people were during the San Francisco Rebellion, they stopped after that. Perhaps they also recognized the reality, knowing that their arms could not hold back their thighs, and they gradually accepted the reality.

Kangxi understood the principle that the overall situation was the most important thing, and he was not harsh on those great Confucians who still refused to become officials, but he was more lenient to the literati who came to take the exam, paying attention not to hurt their fragile and sensitive hearts, and tidied up a place for them to study Ming history. up.

Every drink and peck has a certain number, let them see for themselves what life the people of the world lived in the last years of the Ming Dynasty, and then look at the life of the people now, as long as they have a little conscience, they should know that even if they rob the country, they are full of skills Grab it.

His Majesty the Emperor selectively forgets the Han people, and there is a dozen

The traitor who opened Shanhaiguan and let them enter the customs made the difficulty of the game plummet, only thinking about how to make the tabloid more useful.

He is very clear about how useful that thing is. A literati's pen kills people without blood. It can hurt the enemy as well as himself. The prince is young, so he can only think of using that thing to achieve the purpose of road construction, but he doesn't know how to use the tabloid to the fullest. To the extreme, the foundation of the country may be shaken.

"Leave this matter to Mingzhu. If it is really done, the reserve army is not limited to the Eight Banners, as long as they are qualified, they can be included in the roster." Kangxi drank his saliva and continued, "Only the stories in the tabloids are too bad. The countertop just happens to allow Ruo to recuperate at home, so let him help Mingzhu run a tabloid so that the more time spent at home, the more sick he will be."

The prince's eyes lit up, "Khan Ama is wise."

Sure enough, Jiang is still old and hot. Khan Ama can think of using celebrity influence to open up the market only when he hears about running a newspaper.

Introducing glass cement and other things can be handed over to the craftsman, and the craftsman will dictate it, and then let others polish it, as well as the scenery of the grassland, the food of Horqin, these can not be handed over to the king and grandson who came from Mongolia, so he will risk himself. Mama and Ukumama of the Compassionate Ning Palace are looking for materials.

People in their big foodie country, no matter what nationality they are, cannot escape their love for food. Love of food is like building infrastructure. It is an instinct that has been passed down from generation to generation.

As long as the food biography is well written, it will definitely attract many people to the grassland.

The old official road takes more than 20 days to go from the capital to Horqin, and there is still no rest in the middle, enduring the bumps of the carriage, but the cement road is different, not only faster, but also more comfortable, not at all like riding in a carriage before The trouble of vomiting.

At this time, I will write a few more balabalas about the benefits brought by the cement road in the capital, and the matter will be settled!

Nalan Rongruo's Ci is the best in the dynasty, making many literati who are not as talented as him bitter, unable to find fault with his poems, they secretly poked at him for being a full-fledged man, saying what such a talent It is reasonable to put it on the Han people, but they don't know that this can only make them feel that they can't afford to lose.

Nalan Chengde is talented, and not only is he talented, but his father is Nalan Mingzhu, a scholar of the dynasty. He can't lose his talent even if he fights his father, so the sour chickens can only jump in the dark.

The Manchus are proud of Nalan Rongruo's words, and the jumping feet among the Han people

There are not many sour chickens, and most of them are decent literati who are impressed by his talent. When it comes out that there will be new words of Nalan Rongruo on the tabloids, their tabloids will be synonymous with the next Luoyang Zhigui.

The prince was so excited that he almost jumped up. When he was excited, he suddenly remembered a very important question. Khan Ama just said that Nalan Rongruo was recuperating at home. Is he recovering well?

He seems to remember that the most famous thing about that person besides his words is his untimely death, and now it has been 25 years since Kangxi, why does he feel that the person in his previous life is gone?

Is it because of the butterfly wings reborn between him and the fourth child, or is this Nalan no longer Binalan?

The old fox Mingzhu is so shrewd, he shouldn't even recognize his own son, right?

The prince was terrified by his own imagination, and made up his mind to ask fifth uncle Nalan Chengde what's going on later. He often took him out of the palace to play, and he should be able to tell whether the body of that person was taken by other ghosts.

Kangxi thought that if he handed over the ideas that the crown prince came up with to others, the crown prince would have some minor opinions. Now that he had no opinion, he was in favor of it. Then he waved his hand to let them go down, and by the way, let someone pass the pearl to the imperial study.

Rong Ruo often gathers with Han literati at Lushui Pavilion. Zhu Yizun, Chen Weisong, Gu Zhenguan and others are all famous people in the dynasty. Word spread more widely.

After Fuquan received the summons, he hurried over. After entering the imperial study room, before he had time to salute, Kangxi helped him up, "Second brother, you have a promising future!"

Chang Ning: ...

Well, before we talk about the business, we have to listen to his third brother bragging about his son.

He understands the careful thinking of their royal brother too well. The prince is promising, so why not show off his ability to teach his son?

The prince and Yinti didn't go to the compartment again, but went directly back to Yuqing Palace. Eldest elder brother doesn't go to Yuqing Palace very often. Yuqing Palace is too narrow, living in it is not as comfortable as the courtyard where he worked.

It is useless to occupy a large area, and the layout is unreasonable. The small courtyards of Qiandong are so big. After he married Fujin, it is still spacious. The prince's place looks spacious now, and when he marries the princess

Try?

The manpower to serve the bald elder brother is incomparable to the manpower to serve the prince. Yuqing Palace is no match for his small courtyard, plus a bunch of people serving the prince and a bunch of people serving the concubine. Give him a few side Fujin as soon as it's hot, it's over, Yuqing Palace doesn't know how crowded it will be.

The disgust in the elder brother's eyes was about to overflow, the prince brought him into the study and asked the servants to go out to wait, and then he said helplessly, "Brother, I know you don't like this place, but at least give my brother some face, Yu Qing Gong was not designed by my younger brother."

Yinti picked up the teacup and coughed twice, and then said earnestly, "The Liulichang you created is so profitable, listen to my brother's persuasion, tell Han Ama to save more money now, and push it away in two years It needs to be rebuilt, otherwise it’s really hard to live in.”

"Thank you for reminding me, brother. I will remember it alone." The prince rolled his eyes and felt that it seemed to be a good idea, but now it is not about building a house, but whether Nalan Chengde's body is occupied by a ghost or not.

That was their pride, and it was really going to be taken over by the lonely ghosts floating in from nowhere, and they had no place to cry.

The prince is very worried. If this Nalan is really not Binalan, he really has no way to drive him out of Nalan Chengde's body. Neither he nor the fourth child know how they got back. Once closed, opened again, the person has already returned, and the ghost knows what is going on.

Oh, no, ghosts don't know what's going on.

The prince sighed, cheered up and asked, "Brother, you are familiar with Chengde's guard, do you know how the Chengde's body is doing?"

"Last spring was a little bit bad. I almost couldn't save it. After I survived, I have been raising it until now. I heard from Mingzhu that it is still okay, at least I won't faint at every turn." Yinti was also worried when he mentioned Nalan Chengde. There are few children in the village, and Khan Ama has the prince by his side. Sometimes he has no time to play with him, so he is often asked by Chengde's guards and Cao Yincao's guards to take him to ride horses and shoot arrows on the long road.

The first time he rode a horse was Guard Cao who carried him up. Guard Chengde took him for a run on the horse. He was very happy at the time, and he is still very happy when I think about it now. You must know that all the younger brothers under him No such treatment.

Even the prince started learning from a small horse, only his elder brother became an adult tall horse when he first came into contact with a horse

, and ran around the Jianting Pavilion, but he was beaten to death.

Then guards Chengde and Cao were punished by Khan Ama, of course he didn't run away, his palms were swollen for a long time, and Khan Ama hurt so much.

Chengde's bodyguard and Cao's bodyguard were both around 20 years old and were taken by Khan Ama as bodyguards. After so many years, Khan Ama was reluctant to let them go out of Beijing. Last year, Chengde's bodyguard was critically ill, and Khan Ama went to Mingzhu Mansion in person in a fright. Looking at him, I am afraid that this little friend will die young at a young age.

Not only Han Ama is afraid, but he is also afraid. If Chengde's guards are gone, who will take him out for horse racing in the future?

The big brother has a sensitive heart under the tough guy's appearance, and he is about to cry while talking, the prince hurriedly continued to ask questions, for fear that he would really cry, and later go out with red eyes to be seen, and others will say that they are brothers Discord, "Brother, were Chengde's guards really dangerous last spring?"

"Isn't it? The imperial doctor said it was hopeless, and Mingzhu had even prepared for the funeral. Who would have thought that a barefoot doctor would come outside at this time, and Mrs. Mingzhu's dead horse would be treated as a living horse doctor, and he would really save her." Yinti patted his chest, thinking of what happened last year, he was still a little scared, "It's a coincidence, the barefoot doctor heard that the capital has built a cement road, and he has never seen what a concrete road looks like in such a big age, so he came to the capital to watch the excitement Not to mention he hasn't seen it, I haven't seen it since I grew up in the capital."

Prince:  …

Fortunately, it is better to be rescued by his butterfly wings than to be taken over by a lonely ghost. Speaking of which, Mingzhu has to thank him for making the cement, otherwise his son may lose his reputation.

Just now, he was worried that Mingzhu would not bother to do road construction, but now that he thought about it, his worries were superfluous. The cement road saved his son's life, so how could he not care about it.

Such a good thing can happen by accident, he is indeed the son of destiny.

Happy.