Dressed as Su Peisheng

Kangxi 43 years

November, Xipei Hospital

Xu'er supported Shiyue to sit on the bed, Shiyue patted her hand lightly, "Your body is just right, why rush to serve me."

"Young master, don't worry," Xu'er bent her lips, "The slaves suffered minor injuries, and they were fine after applying the medicine. My master has a fever from time to time, so I don't feel at ease if it's someone else."

Shiyue smiled slightly, looked at Xu'er gently and said, "It's also thanks to your cleverness this time, otherwise the sword has no eyes, you girls are really in danger."

"The servant is just a blind cat and a dead mouse." Xu'er stroked her temples a little embarrassedly, "Besides, it was because the servant panicked that everyone was arrested."

"I can't blame you," Shiyue coughed lightly, "We are all women in the back house, who has ever seen that kind of battle. If Su Peisheng wasn't there, everyone in the house might be there , it's just a pity..."

"My lord," Xu'er leaned on the couch, lightly holding Shiyue's hand, "We've done our best for big brother's affairs. Dr. Ding said that it's because I've been hugging my big brother all the time." , was overwhelmed by illness."

Shiyue shook her head and stared at the tent with a lonely expression, "But he is a child after all, he is only over eight years old, it was just a common typhoid fever, if it wasn't for this disaster—"

"Sister," Song Shi suddenly lifted the curtain and interrupted Shiyue's words.

Xu'er stood up in a panic, and gave Song a hasty salute. Song smiled awkwardly, "The woman at the door has been lazy somewhere. I saw no one outside, so I had to come in by myself."

"It's okay," Shiyue bent her lips, "Xu'er bring a chair, sister, please sit down."

Mrs. Song responded, and sat on the chair brought by Xu'er, "I heard from Dr. Ding that my sister's fever had subsided, so I hurried over to have a look. There are many things in the house right now. Is there anything my sister wants to eat or use?" Yes, just tell my sister."

"Sister Lao, don't worry, my sister doesn't need anything," Shiyue pursed her lips, "I don't know what's going on in the mansion now? Is it better in Fujin?"

"Alas," Song took off the veil, and sighed, "Once brother Honghui left, Fujin would not be able to recover so easily. It has been a few days, and he is almost relying on the imperial physician's prescription. It's useless to persuade everyone not to eat or drink. Lord Baylor was busy going in and out all day, and he went to see Fujin twice, but he didn't stay long. I heard that the emperor has returned to Beijing in the past few days. It's time to close the case, and I hope Fujin can think about it."

"Fujin always attaches great importance to the elder brother..." Shiyue half bit her lip, her face was heavy, and she thought for a moment, "How are the two little princesses, I'm afraid they have been frightened in the past few days?"

"That's not it," Song lowered her head, and sighed again, "After Honghui's funeral, the two little girls' family didn't sleep well for many nights. Let alone children, even adults can't stand it." Stay here. You have been overwhelmed by illness, but Geng and Niu Hulu were simply frightened and frightened, and they are still bedridden."

Shiyue pursed her lips and nodded, "There are a lot of big and small things going on in the house, so the two sisters have to take care of them for a while."

"It's all as it should be," Song Shi covered her lips with a handkerchief, and reached out to pat Shiyue.

When it was noon, Mrs. Song took her leave. Xu'er came in with a food box, frowning slightly, "Your maidservant just scolded the doorkeeper outside, how dare you be lazy at this time."

Shiyue sighed, and put on a gown casually, "The masters have lost their energy, and there must be some slaves who fish in troubled waters. Master Belle is busy in the front, and he has no time to take care of the back."

"It's also because the young master is too good-natured." Xu'er arranged the food, walked to the bed and helped Shiyue up, "Although there are side Fujins in the Xipei courtyard, they can't make up for the time when Fujin is here. Let alone Song Gege Now, looking here and there every day, in fact, I can't help you at all—"

"Don't talk nonsense," Shiyue glared at Xu'er. "Our house has always been peaceful. It's no wonder that we don't panic when we encounter such a big event. You tell the people in our house to stop going out in the future. Honestly guard your own errands, keep your mouth shut, and don't make trouble for others."

"Yes," Xu'er stuck out her tongue, and helped Shiyue to the round table, "Young master, please drink a bowl of ginseng soup. This servant has scraped off the oily noodles. It's good to drink now."

Shiyue took the soup bowl and scooped it up with a spoon, but she didn't put it into her mouth for a long time, "Xu'er, do you know how the front yard is? Eunuch Su's place, is it okay?"

Xu'er pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Grandpa Su still follows Lord Belle all day long, and the injuries he suffered before should heal now."

"That's okay," Shiyue sighed lightly, looking down at the white porcelain blue and white soup bowl in a daze.

"Little master," Xu'er called Shiyue softly, Shiyue raised her head, Xu'er swallowed and said, "Little master, we live in the same yard with Song Gege now, it's not the same as before. According to slaves, Young master, it's better to avoid dealing with Eunuch Su, so as not to be the same as last time."

Shiyue looked at Xu'er, nodded slowly, "I see, don't worry..."

Into the night

Mo Yaqi changed into her pajamas, and sat under the lamp with a book of poems in her hands.

"Ge Ge, it's almost two o'clock, go to bed early," the maid Bao Sheng whispered to Mo Ya curiously, picking out the candle wick.

Mo Yaqi shook his head, lowered his head and turned the pages of the book, "I can't sleep, I think of Hong Hui when I close my eyes these days, and I feel very uncomfortable."

Baosheng pursed his lips, and pushed the candlestick out, "The servant will light two more candles for Gege."

Mo Yaqi looked up, watched Baosheng take out a candle from the drawer, thought for a moment and said, "Baosheng, did any of your relatives leave you when you were young?"

Baosheng lit a candle and shook his head, "I can't remember, this servant was sent to the palace by relatives at a very young age. However, the previous master of this servant left due to illness."

"It's Aunt Wen Xian." Mo Yaqi lowered her head and stroked the pages of the book, "Auntie is a princess, so she also has a lot of suffering?"

"Yes," Baosheng raised his head and thought for a while, "When the princess was alive, she had something on her mind, and she also liked to sit under the lamp, read and meditate like Princess. However, although she has a noble status, most of the time she can only resign herself to fate."

"Let fate..." Mo Yaqi turned his head to look at the slightly flickering candlelight, a pair of clear eyes gleamed with water in the shadow.

"Ge Ge, Ge Ge," the little palace maid ran in from the door, "Er Ge Ge is having a nightmare, crying endlessly, you should go and have a look."

"Ilha!" Mo Yaqi was startled, hurriedly put on his clothes and put on his shoes.

"Gege, put on the cloak, it's cold outside," Baosheng wrapped Mo Yaqi tightly with the cloak, and the group hurried to Ilha's room.

"Ergege..." Several maids surrounded Ilha who was hugging her knees and crying, at a loss. After hearing the news, Nanny Li also rushed over and was sitting by the bed to comfort her.

"Ilha," Moyaki entered the room and took off his cloak.

"Eldest sister, elder sister," Ilha sniffled, his big eyes were red from crying.

"Don't be afraid, Eldest Sister is here," Mo Yaqi climbed onto the bed, putting his arms around Ilha's shoulders, "Eldest Sister will sleep with you, don't be afraid..."

"En," Yilha wiped away tears, and lay down holding the corner of the quilt.

Nanny Li sighed, and raised her hand to let the servants back out, "Two princesses, please rest well, don't think too much, this blessing and misfortune depend on each other, no matter how hard the days are, they will pass."

"Yes, Nanny Lao Li is bothering you," Mo Yaqi lowered his head, then turned around and tucked the quilt for Ilha.

Nanny Li pursed her lips, stood up, put down the curtain, and backed out.

Mo Yaqi lay down next to Ilha, stretched out his hand and patted her lightly, Ilha tensed up, pinched the cup tightly, sobbed for a while, then burst into sobs again.

"What's the matter, Ilha?" Mo Yaqi's eyes were also red, and she wiped Ilha's tears with a handkerchief.

"I just dreamed about Honghui," Yilha whimpered, "he kept calling me, I wanted to go, but I was afraid. Then he left alone, he is usually most afraid of being alone, He must want me to accompany him..."

"Don't be silly," Mo Yaqi reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth, "Honghui is a good boy and very filial, how could he make Ama and Fujin sad again. You miss Honghui too much, to dream about him."

Yilha sniffled and took a deep breath, "Eldest sister, do you think I'm too busy? If I didn't shout and go out to play all day, maybe Ama wouldn't take us to the village. , nothing will happen to Hong Hui."

"This has nothing to do with you, don't think about it," Mo Yaqi wiped Yi Erha's face, "The world is unpredictable, none of us want Honghui to have an accident, and who can blame for the disaster?"

Yilha flattened his mouth, held back his tears, turned his head to look at Mo Yaqi and said, "Eldest sister, I am the only one besides Ama and Erniang now. Let's discuss it with Ama, and I will discuss it with Ama in the future." Is it okay for the eldest sister to marry somewhere? Ilha knows that Mongolia is far away, and I don’t want to be alone.”

"Fool," Mo Yaqi bit his lip, his eyes were shining brightly, he stretched out his hand to squeeze Yilha's cheeks, and said with a smile, "I am your elder sister, even if I can't protect Honghui, I will never protect Honghui." will leave you alone."

East Row

In a gloomy hut, a man who looked like a blood gourd was tied to the wall.

Su Wei sat behind a square table, holding a brush in his hand to paint a strange-shaped object.

Standing in front of the bloody man, Fu Nai patted the man's face with a few pieces of paper in his hand, and said in a calm voice, "Is that all? You have been a spy for King Zhijun for so long, and you know this? "

"That's all, that's all," Ma Lian nodded frequently after being tortured, his voice was hoarse and almost unrecognizable, "This servant is just looking for money, and the king of Zhijun can't trust this servant at all. A slave is never allowed to ask."

"You also know that they can't trust you," Su Wei brushed on the paint and snorted coldly, "Did they tell you what would happen if you were discovered?"

Ma Lian shrank and lowered his head, and remained silent for a long while.

Su Wei's eyes darkened, and he turned his head to look out the window, "From now on, there will be no such person as Ma Lian in the fourth master's residence."

In the dark night, Kazuki's jackdaw was startled by a suppressed scream.

Eighth Prince's Mansion, Eighth Prince sat up suddenly in his sleep, sweating all over his head.

"Master, what's the matter?" Bafujin was startled awake, sat up and patted Ba Ge's back comfortingly.

"It's okay," Brother Eight shook his head, "It's just a nightmare."

"Is the Lord too tired recently?" Bafujin sighed softly, "It's also because there are too many things going on in the Sibeile Mansion, we are separated by a courtyard wall, so we can't be at peace anyway."

Brother Ba took a deep breath, turned his head and said to Fujin, "I heard that sister-in-law Si is still ill, so you should go to Si Ge's house tomorrow to see if there is anything I can do to help, Just hold out your hand."

Ba Fujin was stunned, frowned and said, "Master, why did you suddenly think of this? We have never had much contact with Si Ye's house, and Si Bei Le's ice-like face made me frightened at the first sight. Sifujin is not a good match either, so if she passes by inexplicably, it is likely to hit a snag again."

"I have my own reasons," Eighth Brother lay down and closed his eyes, "Huang Ama has been back in the past few days, even if you put on a show, you have to go and have a look."

Ba Fujin pursed his lips, hesitated for a while before answering softly, "Yes".

Zhijun Palace

Long Kedo sat in the hall, watching Zhijun Wang standing at the window with a frown, "Junwang, the slave didn't want to get involved in this matter. After all, Mingxiang and you have been in love for many years, but He Zhou The appearance of him is really too strange. The servant has to worry about the county king, what went wrong?"

King Zhijun pursed his thin lips tightly, turned around and said, "Since you have guessed it, I don't need to hide it. This time, I have been deceived by my own people. What a wonderful way to kill two birds with one stone. Lin Pu was charged with embezzlement, and Huang Ama became suspicious of me."

Long Kedo narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment and said, "The crown prince and the county king have been calculated, it seems that they must be third-party people. I am ashamed to say that this matter has nothing to do with my cousin Orondai. It doesn't matter."

"It's more than that," King Zhijun sneered, "Nalan Kuixu secretly directed the whole thing from the beginning to the end. If it is said that the prime minister doesn't know, I really can't believe it."

Long Kedo frowned, stood up and walked behind King Zhijun and said, "What is the king's plan? Now it seems that Babeile is no longer as silent as before. I also heard that Aling Ayin With the relationship between the ten princes, Babeile is also highly respected. Many officials in the court have already praised Babeile for the matter of Guangshanku earlier. If this continues, the power dispute among the princes may change. .”

King Zhijun pursed his lips, his face was as cold as ice, "The Nalan family started to get close to Lao Ba, and I already knew it. I just didn't expect that his heart is so big that a brother who is a lowly maid would also want to compete for the position of the East Palace." ? Okay, so what if I let him step aside for a while, it depends on what ability he has to sit in that seat!"

On November [-]th, Shengjia returned to Luang.

The folds presented by the clan's mansion are like stones smashed into the ice in early spring, waiting for the water waves to pour out from the upper and lower courts.

However, when the book was presented, it was like a stone sinking into the sea.For several days in a row, the emperor was writing music in the South Study Room, and he did not see his courtiers, nor did he go to court.

In Siye's mansion, it was dark, Si elder brother buried his head behind the pile of books and did not speak all day.Su Wei wanted to persuade him, but he couldn't even pass this test in his own heart.

How many lives are at stake, and Honghui's departure is at stake, who can not complain?

"This matter is related to the Crown Prince and King Zhijun." Zhang Bao sat on the porch, side by side with Su Wei. I don't want to move anymore."

"Whether this matter should be moved or not, the emperor alone has the final say." Su Wei lowered his head and bit his nails, "There is no heir in our house, how can we just turn it over? If the emperor doesn't give an answer, the future How did our master go to court and gain a foothold among the princes?"

"But," Zhang Bao frowned, "the emperor doesn't see anyone now, if the master insists on playing, I'm afraid it will alarm the whole court. If you offend the Holy Majesty, I'm afraid it will set you on fire."

"Master can't go, so who else can go?" Su Wei leaned on his chin and thought for a while, then suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "Fu Jin, let Fujin enter the palace to meet the queen mother or noble concubine, as long as the matter is out of the way It's okay for the emperor to ignore it, and the master can take the opportunity to discuss it here. Anyway, Fujin is a female family member and Honghui's biological mother, so it's not too much for the sake of emotion and reason."

Su Wei ran to the Fujin courtyard in a hurry, Zhang Bao wanted to call but didn't stop, so he had to go to the study to report to the fourth elder brother.

The fourth elder brother pursed his lips, held the paperwork he had just drawn up in his hand, and was silent for a while, "Fu Jin won't be able to see the queen mother, but it's good to let her enter the palace, so as not to be depressed and confused, and lose energy all the time. You ask Ku Kui to follow Fujin into the palace, if the situation arises, take Fujin's body as the most important thing, even if you force her, you must press her back."

"Yes," Zhang Bao leaned down, swallowed his questions, and bowed out of the study.

In Fujin courtyard, Shi Yao helped Fujin change clothes, and Shi Huan entered the house with soup and ginseng soup.

"Master, Eunuch Su is just a suggestion, besides, there is no need to go today," Shi Yao looked at the pale Fujin with worried eyes.

"I can't wait until tomorrow," Fu Jin pursed his lips tightly, leaning on the table with his hands, supporting his body, "pass me the medicine and ginseng soup, and take out the golden-headed noodle bestowed by Empress Xiaoyi back then." .”

"Master, how heavy is that face?" Shi Yao frowned, "You have only gotten better these few days, I don't know if you can enter the palace, what if—"

"It's nothing in case," Fujin interrupted Shi Yao, "My son can't die in vain, no matter who is behind it, I must let the emperor speak to me!"

Fujin hurried out of the mansion, Su Wei failed to follow, and went back to the study alone.

The fourth elder brother stood in the corridor with his hands behind his back, Su Wei walked over slowly, lowered his head and said, "Master, did I cause trouble?"

The fourth elder brother turned around and glanced at him, then shook his head, "Even if Fujin doesn't go, I will go, if I endure it at this time, how can I be worthy of Honghui."

Su Wei lowered his head and pursed his lips, "Zhang Bao told me, Master said that Fujin would never see the Queen Mother, why?"

The fourth elder brother showed a wry smile on his face, "Xiaowei, do you remember how long the Queen Mother has been gone?"

Su Wei was taken aback for a moment, and then replied anxiously, "Empress Xiaoyi passed away on the tenth day of the seventh lunar month in the 28th year."

"28 years, yes, it's been 15 years," the fourth elder brother looked up at the sky, and sighed softly, "I still remember that when my father and Yinzuo got dysentery and were locked up in elder brother's house, it was Huang Erniang who disobeyed The Empress Dowager Yizhi insisted on running to see my ancestors, and begged for an imperial doctor from Madam Su."

"Master," Su Wei blinked, and suddenly realized what the fourth elder brother meant, "Master, Empress Defei can't, it must be—"

"How long has Huang Ama been back?" Fourth elder brother interrupted Su Wei.

Su Wei lowered his head, the sourness in his heart could not be restrained, if Concubine De really cared about the mother-child relationship with the fourth elder brother, and the grandparent-grandson relationship with Honghui, if this is the case, there would be no need for Fujin to enter the palace with his sick body .

The author has something to say: Strictly speaking, Honghui's death is only a part of the abuse~ As for children, there will definitely be some.

I said before that the second elder brother and the third elder brother are gone. I mean that there are Hongpan and Hongshimu in history, because the fourth elder brother never went to the backyard, and he couldn’t come out when they were born. Cover your face~~~ From now on, even if the child has a mother and a name, he will not be a person anymore. Of course, the birth mother will change.

Here is Xiao Suzi, he will have a wider stage...