Dressed as Su Peisheng

Chapter 202 Prince

Kangxi 44 years

On the seventh day of August, Jehol Palace

In the Cheng'an hall covered by greenery, the imperial physician checked the thirteenth elder brother's injury, frowned puzzledly, and took a step back.

Su Wei looked at the thirteenth elder brother who was silent, and Deng Yu who was muttering silently, stepped forward and said, "Physician Zheng, how is Thirteenth Lord's leg?"

Imperial Physician Zheng swallowed his saliva, and said with a little hesitation, "The Thirteenth Master's injury is recovering very slowly, and it seems that there are still symptoms of festering and pus. It was just a dislocation of muscles and bones, and the trauma was not serious, but now it has deteriorated."

"How could this be?" Su Wei frowned, turned around and looked at Deng Yu, who drooped his shoulders more shyly.

"Probably because of the tossing all the way to the palace after the injury," Elder Brother Thirteen coughed lightly, "The imperial doctor can do his best to heal, don't worry, there is no one to blame for the unforeseen disaster."

"Yes," Imperial Physician Zheng bowed, and retreated as ordered.

Deng Yu sent the imperial physician out, Su Wei thought for a while, walked to the bedside and said, "Master Thirteen, why don't you ask the emperor for orders, and let you go back to Beijing for recuperation first."

"No need," Yinxiang smiled slightly, "Huang Ama is accompanied by a lot of imperial physicians and complete medicinal materials, not to mention that it's a troubled time now, and it's not easy for me to leave if I want to."

"Master, something has happened," Deng Yu hurried into the door, "There is news from outside that the Prince of Zhijun has been ordered by the emperor to lead the army to arrest the prince!"

Beijing, Siye Mansion

In the study, the fourth elder brother handed Zhang Tingyu the letter from outside the pass.

"Here," Zhang Tingyu frowned after seeing Zhanxin, "Luanjia was assassinated in Huangpi, Brother Thirteen fell off his horse and was injured. The bandits are Mongolians?"

The fourth elder brother stood in front of the bookshelf, playing with colorful bone dice with one hand, and with the other behind his back, unable to see clearly, "This is too strange, what do you think?"

Zhang Tingyu bowed his head, "There are heavy soldiers all the way on the northern tour, and the Luanjia army is even more heavily guarded. If this group of people can touch the vicinity of the imperial camp, there must be insiders helping them."

The fourth elder brother nodded, turned around and said, "Huang Ama has always attached great importance to the relationship between Mongolia and Manchuria, especially recently Junggar has begun to move around again, and the ambitions of Alabutan are obvious, and any actions of the Mongolian ministries will implicate the military situation on the border. If someone It was done on purpose, it was really a waste of food because of choking."

"Lord Belle," Zhang Tingyu thought for a while, "Now the emperor, the crown prince, and the king of Zhijun are all in Rehe. If there is any change in Mongolia, we have to make preparations in advance."

"I know this matter well enough." The fourth elder brother breathed a sigh of relief, and sat behind the desk, "You should pay more attention to the movements of the courtiers in the Imperial Academy, especially Suo'etu's old subordinates and Nalan Mingzhu's sect."

"Yes," Zhang Tingyu arched his hands, and said as if thinking of something again, "Master Baylor, when you mention Mingxiang, I have something to report."

"What's the matter?" Brother Si raised his eyebrows.

"My minister accidentally heard a colleague mention that Nalan Mingzhu will be bedridden after the New Year's Eve." Zhang Tingyu took a step forward and said in a low voice, "It seems that he will die soon."

Rehe Nianzigou

The two teams confronted each other at the corner of the official road. King Zhijun reined in his horse and raised his voice with a smile on his face, "His Royal Highness, please get out of the car. This king is ordered to take His Highness back to the palace to face the saint."

A Jintai guarded the side of the carriage, watching the opponent's gradually murderous deployment, and slowly put his hand on the handle of the knife.

"This king advises everyone to obey orders." Zhijun Wang narrowed his eyes, "Not everyone can afford the crime of resisting the decree."

A Jintai snorted coldly, and tightened his hand on the hilt of the knife, "If you want the slaves to be arrested without a fight, please be sincere, your servant's weapon is almost reaching the horse's head. If you disturb the prince, you will be charged with crimes." Not too small."

"What a eloquent slave," Zhijun Wang curled his lips, his eyes were cold, "I will see if the crime of disobeying the imperial decree is more serious, or the crime of disturbing the prince is more serious, come here—"

"Brother," a weak voice from the carriage suddenly sounded, although it was not loud, it also interrupted King Zhijun's shout.

The carriage curtain was lifted, and Xiao Chuzi helped the prince get out of the carriage.

"I'll just go back with my elder brother, why bother a few servants," the prince was wearing a cloak, his face was pale, and he coughed lightly from time to time.

King Zhijun's horse snorted, and the tension between the two teams loosened slightly.

"It's good for the second brother to know the seriousness," Zhijun Wang tapped on the whip, and motioned to the attendants beside him, "Please get on the horse, the prince!"

The prince's guards were unarmed and released behind him. The prince rode a horse and walked side by side with the king of Zhijun.

"Brother has really spent a lot of effort this time." The prince sat on the horse, his voice calm and unwavering, "From the matter of the fourth younger brother Zhuangzi to Huang Ama's northern tour, even the younger brother's trip with the team this time may be difficult. It's under the control of big brother."

"What is the second brother talking about?" Zhijun Wang glanced at the crown prince, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "You are the crown prince, one person is below ten thousand, if you clean yourself up, who would dare to touch the second brother? In the final analysis, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, and it’s all about reaping the consequences.”

The prince laughed lightly and shook his head, "What the elder brother taught me is that the second younger brother encourages you with you."

Beijing, Siye Mansion

"Why did Mr. Su go to the Rehe Palace again?" Zhang Bao served hot tea to the fourth elder brother.

"He just read the letter from the master, so he ran to see Yinxiang." The fourth elder brother picked up the tea bowl and scraped off the tea dust. That trouble-making nature, don't get involved in this trouble."

"Master, don't worry." Zhang Bao bowed, "Even though Eunuch Su's actions are sometimes unexpected, he definitely knows what he has been in the palace for so many years."

The fourth elder brother swallowed his tea, sighed heavily, took out the Rubik's cube and twisted it again, "In the end, I shouldn't have let him go in the first place, and now I have to worry about where he is."

Zhang Bao laughed a couple of times, bowed his head and stood aside.

Zhang Qilin walked in softly, winked at Zhang Bao, wiped the sweat from his head and said, "Master, let's go to the Xibei Hospital tonight, since the young master Niu Hulu is pregnant, how are you?" Not going back for a long time."

The fourth elder brother twisted the Rubik's cube, glared at Zhang Qilin, and said quietly, "You solve the Rubik's cube for the master, and the master will go!"

After receiving Zhang Qilin's distress signal, Zhang Bao bent down and said, "Master, I don't know that Niu Hulu is pregnant with elder brother, but Princess. After all, the dice are small, and the child is the problem."

The room was quiet for a while, and the fourth elder brother sighed a long time, "Let's go to Fujin to have a look."

"Hey," Zhang Qilin leaned over, and hurriedly stepped forward to wait for the fourth elder brother to put on his boots, "By the way, master, today the Nian's mansion sent a lot of things to Fang Fujin, and it is said that Nian Gengyao sent it from Sichuan. Where is the brocade of Shu?"

The fourth elder brother stood up for a moment, his eyes turned, "Since Nian Gengyao sent the Shu brocade, let's open our eyes to the last year's."

Jehol Palace

It was already night when King Zhijun escorted the prince's team back to the palace.

Su Wei took Xiaoyingzi and stood at the corner of the corridor, watching a group of people enter the main hall.The servants in the past all shrank their necks, and the ministers waiting at the gate of the palace hesitated again and again, but they all saluted the prince.

Liang Jiugong went out of the palace first, and smiled at the two princes, "The Holy Majesty said, King Zhijun has worked hard all the way, so let's go back and rest earlier, His Royal Highness, please come in with your slaves."

King Zhijun's face changed slightly, he watched the prince stepping into the palace gate, clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves tightly, turned and walked down the steps.

There are only two candlesticks burning in the inner hall, dimly reflecting figures on the couch, the scent of calming incense is lingering above the incense burner, and a dark red booklet is spread out on the kang table.

"My son pays respects to Huang Ama," the prince entered the room and kowtowed to the end.

There was silence in the room for a long time, Lord Kangxi leaned on the couch, his upper body was buried in the shadows, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

The evening wind blew again outside the window, a willow leaf floated down from the branch, reflected on the lantern, and swirled across the window lattice, engulfed in darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, Yinfeng lost all feeling in his knees, his supporting hands began to go numb, and a rustling sound finally broke the tranquility of the hall.

However, Lord Kangxi, who got up from the couch, only left the crown prince with a corner of his clothes, and the rest was still deathly silent.

servant room

"Why did the emperor order the prince to be arrested?" Xiaoyingzimao asked Su Wei in a low voice under the bed.

"Why else?" Su Wei rested his arms on his pillow and stared at the roof, "it must have something to do with this assassination."

"Could it be ordered by the prince?" Xiao Yingzi's eyes widened.

Su Wei glanced at him, sighed and said, "No matter who it is, there will always be a battle for the reserve position. If the crown prince's status is not guaranteed, the superficial peace between the princes will be completely broken. I hope God blesses this fire. It spread to the capital too quickly."

Yanxun Mountain Pavilion

"My lord," He Du hurriedly stepped into the door and bowed to salute.

King Zhijun stood by the window with his hands behind his back, his eyes gleaming under the moonlight, "How's it going?"

"The emperor went back to the palace alone, and the prince hasn't seen him since he entered Songhe Qingyue."

"That's right," King Zhijun raised the corners of his lips, his voice was cold, "He has been in the reserve position for so many years, now it's time to taste what it's like to be under someone."

The silver moon was half round, and when the night was dark, several fast horses ran out of the palace.

The emperor was assassinated, the prince was arrested, and there will be great changes in the court.Although A Jintai and others were imprisoned, there were still cronies of the prince among the accompanying courtiers, and Suo Xiang had already gone through the killing without a fight, and there must be no second time.

However, these fast horses that reported the letter hadn't rushed to the official road, and most of them had been targeted by the guards.

Before dawn, there was a hasty knock on the door of the nineteen photo rooms where the ministers were resting.

The imperial guard's waist badge flashed, and he acted according to the order.The ministers who were taken away shouted their grievances loudly, or remained silent. Those who escaped by chance could only silently pray for the blessing of the Bodhisattva.

The next room was not spared either.

The guards who came to arrest people were not as polite as the imperial guards. They kicked open the door and gathered the servants who didn't even have time to put on their trousers like ducks, and took away all the servants who had served the prince.

Su Wei was wearing a robe, holding Xiaoyingzi on the sidelines, his sixth-rank eunuch's supplementary uniform flickered, and most of the rude guards walked around.The selection was almost done, and the leader at the head came over and said, "Who is this father-in-law?"

"Our family name is Su, and we are showing the Zhuangzi to Sibeile in Shengjing. I heard that the sage is on a tour to the north, so he came here to send some things for us," Su Wei yawned.

Lord Sibeile used a sixth-rank eunuch to look after Zhuangzi?The commander of the guards was stunned for a moment, and after thinking twice, he still cupped his hands and led them away.

The Guanren's wing room was getting more and more lively, and there were endless cries and grievances.

Xiao Chuzi sat in the corner, looking at the gradually brightening window, unexpectedly calm and silent.

In the early morning, the dewdrops on the lotus leaves are no longer rolling, and they are shining brightly in the first sun.

Kneeling in the inner hall of Songhe Qingyue, Yinreng's complexion was as pale as paper, crumbling, and he reluctantly raised his hand to cover the sunlight reflected on his face.

The cleaning servants entered the inner hall in a row, some wiped the floor, some wiped the table, as if they didn't see anyone kneeling in the room at all.

The dust dusted by the window rose and fell in the morning light, Yin Reng covered his mouth and coughed twice, put a bucket with a rag on his side, and whispered softly, "The reporter has escaped the siege and returned to Beijing, Please be calm, Your Highness."

Yinrong lowered his eyes and concealed his expression, and the people around him picked up the bucket and stepped out of the door.

"You all go out," Liang Jiugong appeared at the door, and the servants got up to salute and retreated quickly.

"Your Highness," Liang Jiugong bent over and walked in front of Yinfeng.

Yinfeng looked up at him and smiled weakly, "Eunuch Liang still calls me that, I don't know if I deserve it."

"Your Highness is the crown prince of the Long Live Lord, so of course he can afford it," Liang Jiugong helped Yinfeng get up, "Before this matter is investigated, please ask the Prince to surrender to the reindeer slope. The Long Live Lord has issued an order. The king is responsible for the safety of the crown prince."

"Reindeer Slope," Yinreng smiled wryly, "That's fine, it's just Brother Hardworking."

Yanbo Zhishuang Palace

Grandpa Kangxi was sitting on the dragon couch with a gloomy expression on his face.

Liang Jiugong bowed, stepped into the hall lightly, and said in a low voice, "Long Live Lord, the prince has moved into the wooden tent on Reindeer Slope, and King Zhijun has also led people to guard it."

The room was silent for a while, Liang Jiugong dared not raise his head with his shoulders drooping.

After a long while, he sighed softly, "How's the old Shisan's injury?"

"Go back to the emperor," Liang Jiugong leaned over hastily, "The Thirteenth Lord's injury is still going on, and I heard from Doctor Zheng that the injury seems to be repeated."

"Repeated?" Master Kangxi narrowed his eyes, "Isn't it just a misplaced sprain? How could it be repeated?"

"I don't even know about this slave," Liang Jiugong knelt down on the ground and said, "Physician Zheng said that it was indeed a minor injury at first, but for some reason, the originally insignificant trauma suddenly festered and festered, and it didn't heal even after taking medicine."

"Confused!" Master Kangxi scolded inexplicably, pondered for a moment and said, "Let Yuanjuan Liu go and have a look."

"Hey," Liang Jiugong kowtowed to accept the order.

Cheng'an Hall

Xiaoyingzi watched with tears in his eyes as his master was arguing with elder brother Thirteen while quietly opening the pin on the south window.

"Look at the sun, it's time for the thirteenth master to change his medicine," Su Wei bowed, "I won't bother my brother anymore, this slave will leave."

"It's easy for Mr. Su to go," Yinxiang leaned against the head of the bed, nodded and smiled.

Xiaoyingzi reluctantly followed the master out of the main hall.

Sure enough, when he turned his face, Su Wei changed his expression. After observing from left to right, he walked around to the south of the house.

"Master, this is not our house, what are you going to do?" Xiaoyingzi followed behind Su Wei, "The eunuchs arrested yesterday have not been released."

"Keep your voice down," Su Wei bent over and moved under the south window, "Master Thirteen's injury is not right, I have to check."

"Master, don't change this medicine today." Deng Yu walked to the bed hesitantly, "The imperial doctor said it's serious, what if something happens to the root of the disease?"

"If you want to change it, you can change it," Yinxiang glared at Deng Yu, "Now is the critical moment, and there must be no mistakes."

Xiaoyingzi's eyes widened, and he and Su Wei looked at each other, Su Wei hissed, and the two walked out of Cheng'an Hall lightly.