Dressed as Su Peisheng

Kangxi 46 years

At the end of February, Luan drove into Jiangnan.

Cao Yin of Jiangning Weaving and Li Xu of Suzhou Weaving received orders, and Lord Kangxi moved into Jiangning Weaving Mansion with his attendants as before.

In the evening, in the prince's courtyard, guard Delin avoided the eyes of everyone and entered the inner hall.

"How's it going outside?" The prince leaned over the desk, copying a volume of Huayan Sutra.

De Lin stepped forward and cupped his hands, "His Royal Highness's arrangements are not in vain, and the people are gradually talking about the third prince Zhu, especially in the south of the Yangtze River, the voice of restoration of the Ming Dynasty is getting louder."

The crown prince nodded, and handed a copy of scriptures to the little Chuzi who was waiting at the desk, "The emperor Ama will go to the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum to worship Ming Taizu in the next few days, and the preparations for this sacrifice are particularly grand. The rumors in the news have already made Huang Ama jealous. However, this matter must not be overdone, you must send people to watch it more, and don't let those rebellious officials and thieves take advantage of it to make trouble."

"This subordinate understands," De Lin leaned over.

The prince took the cloth towel from Xiao Chuzi and wiped his hands, then handed a folder on the table to Delin, "Let the Ministry of War send someone to hand it over, Dali Temple has pressed Jingxi's impeachment, and we can't do it with the fourth brother." There is no explanation."

"Yes," De Lin accepted the memorial, then lowered his head and said, "There is news from the middle of the capital that Mrs. Tuo Heqi and Qi Shiwu are very quiet, but they often send people to the south of the Yangtze River to inquire about the Southern Tour The news, there are still other plans."

The prince picked up the tea on the table and snorted coldly, "These people really can't shrink back. You send someone to finish Wei Min tonight, send the body to Tuo Heqi, and let them know that they are right. The fate of this hall's obedience and injustice!"

"Your subordinate obeys the order," Delin bowed to salute, and retreated after accepting the order.

February 27, Beijing

Yin Shengrong followed the shopkeeper Du Hong into the backyard of Jishengtang, where Su Wei was holding the abacus beads to reconcile accounts with Mu Ci.

"Su Caidong," Yin Shengrong walked into the courtyard with a slight smile, "it's still a little cold these days, why sit outside and settle accounts, and be careful of catching the cold."

"It's Mr. Yin," Su Wei raised his head, "I didn't feel cold, I was so bored sitting in the room. Why is Mr. Yin coming over today when you are free? Is everything settled in Shopkeeper Yu's house?"

Yin Shengrong bent his lips and sat on the side of the stone table, only nodded to Mu Ci, then turned to Su Wei and said, "Su Caidong is too polite, we will all be our own people in the future, such a young master and Caidong are called so much." Out of sight? Why don't you call me Big Brother Su, and you can call me Shengrong."

"Uh," Su Wei was a little bit emotional about his elder brother's seniority, and then thought of his elder brother Wang Xiangqing, nodded in a daze for a while, "That's fine... By the way, this is Mu Ci, the accountant of Jishengtang."

Yin Shengrong turned his head and smiled at Mu Ci, "Mr. Mu, I heard that Mr. Mu is good at playing the zither. I don't know when I can learn from Shengrong."

"Young Master Yin is absurd." Mu Ci lowered his head slightly, his expression calm, "Mu Ci's playing the zither is just for comfort, and he dare not compete with others..."

Yin Shengrong curled his lips in a bored manner, then turned his head and said to Su Wei, "Brother Su, are you free today? We have settled down in shopkeeper Yu's house, and I want to invite Brother Su to have a migration feast. At that time, even Mu The young master is not willing to appreciate it, and Shengrong's zither can add some fun."

"This..." Su Wei scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, the scene of his fourth master's frequent jealousy and rage flashed in front of his eyes, and the back of his neck suddenly felt cold.

Mu Ci looked at Su Wei, then at Yin Shengrong, raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "Master Cai, the caravan to Mongolia will be dispatched in the next few days, and the silks and satins sent by Boss Wu haven't been counted yet. Which ones are left in the capital?" , which ones are sent to the desert, I am afraid that Su Caidong is the one who decides."

"That's right, that's right," Su Wei slapped his hands, "I can't leave these few days, I will prepare a generous gift for shopkeeper Yu, and besides, the internal relationship between Longsheng Company and Jishengtang should not attract too many people's attention It's better to arrive."

"Okay," Yin Shengrong pursed his lips, and glanced at Mu Ci vaguely, "Although I said that shopkeeper Yu will go south to serve your lord and Su Caidong in a few days, but Shengrong wants to stay for the time being." It’s in the capital. I’ve taken a fancy to a shop in the west of the city, and I plan to open a piano shop. When the time comes, Big Brother Su must come to support me.”

"Uh, okay..." Su Dacaidong touched his cold neck again, and nodded stiffly.

In the evening, Prince Yong's Mansion

When Su Wei wandered into the East Courtyard, the fourth elder brother was reading a book on the soft couch in the study, and there were two plates of milk skin shortbread and a bowl of steaming white fungus egg custard on the kang table beside him.

"This is from Fujin again?" Su Wei kicked on his boots and climbed to the side of the fourth elder brother, "Why don't you eat it? I see that the shortbread is fried until golden, it must be crispy on the outside and crispy on the inside."

"If you want to eat, you can eat it." The fourth elder brother raised his eyebrows and gave Su Wei a sideways look, "I feel like vomiting when I smell milk these days."

"Hehe..." Su Wei smirked twice, picked up a piece of shortbread and ate it with egg custard, "The relatives of Yu Jia and Wu Xuesong have settled down, and these two people plan to go south in a few days. Do you want them to stay in the south of the Yangtze River?" Anything extra to pay attention to?"

"The situation in Jiangnan is too complicated, and I don't want to get in touch with it for the time being." The fourth elder brother put down the book and watched Su Wei bite the shortbread with his cheeks bulging. According to the rumors, some remnants of the former Ming Dynasty who were ambushing near the imperial city began to take the opportunity to confuse people. I always feel that this incident is strange. Huang Ama has always attached the most importance to winning the hearts of the people. Since the case of the golden monk in Taihu Lake in 38, these years The world is peaceful, why did rumors of the former Ming come out again for no reason?"

Su Wei blinked his eyes, swallowed a mouthful of shortbread and said, "I used to think that the third prince Zhu was alone, but later I realized that the so-called third prince Zhu refers to the three princes who lived among the people after Emperor Chongzhen hanged himself. Could it be that now Haven't the three princes been caught yet? Why do people keep coming out to pretend?"

The fourth elder brother pursed his lips, remained silent for a moment, and exhaled, "You only need to know these things in your own mind, and don't talk about them outside. In fact, the three sons left by Emperor Chongzhen are now only There is only one left. The reason why the folks still use the banner of the third prince Zhu is because the two princes were caught and executed under the false name, and none of the people who knew the truth were left alive."

Su Wei swallowed, and shivered silently, "It's not the first time that the change of dynasty happened. Since you want to deal with the people from the previous dynasty, why do you need to be sneaky? Announce the news to the world, and it won't save anyone else." Are you making trouble under the banner?"

"There has always been a change of dynasty," the fourth elder brother leaned back, "but this is the first time that the difference between Manchu and Han is so abrupt. Back then, Kublai Khan led the Mongolian cavalry to sweep the world, and even fought all the way to the shore of the West Sea. , to open up more territory than Qin Huang Han Wu. But in the end, it was still no match for Zhu Yuanzhang’s sentence to expel the barbarians and restore China. Since the entry of the Qing Dynasty, the Manchu Eight Banners have always been afraid in their hearts that when another Zhu Yuanzhang will appear among the people, Then he was driven back to the vast grasslands outside Shanhaiguan. Therefore, both the former emperor and my emperor, Ama, paid special attention to winning the hearts of the people, weakening the difference between Manchu and Han, and no longer following the old path of the Yuan Dynasty. In this way, how to deal with the princes of the Ming Dynasty is One key point, if it is dealt with publicly, it will definitely arouse public anger. But if it is ignored, it will be difficult for the people to eliminate the anti-Qing voice."

Su Wei pursed his lips, lowered his head and stirred the custard in the bowl, "Actually, I think that no matter whether it is Manchu, Han or Mongolian, they are all Chinese. As long as the common people live a good life, no What is the length of the dispute..."

The fourth elder brother slowly curled the corners of his mouth, and smiled softly, "The journey of the great way is also, the world is for the public, the virtuous and capable are selected, trustworthy and harmonious, old people are not only kissing their relatives, not only their sons, so that old age will end and be strong To be used, to be young and to be strong...It is because they plan to shut down but not prosper, steal and mess with thieves and do not commit crimes, so outsiders do not close up, which is called Great Harmony. This is Yinzhen's wish, and Su Wei's heart is also..."

In the blink of an eye, at the beginning of March, the capital gradually began to look like spring.

In Baye's Mansion, Rui Zhu helped Mrs. Mao to walk slowly in the garden. Mrs. Mao was about to give birth, and walking became more and more difficult.

"It's true Fujin, I insist that you come out and take this trip if you have nothing to do," Ruizhu kicked the stones on the road and said, "I'm afraid you won't have the strength to give birth, so why aren't you afraid that you will suffer when you are pregnant?"

"Okay," Mao glared at Ruizhu, "I'm bored lying in the room all day, and I'm afraid of something if I go out for a walk. From now on, I'm not allowed to arrange Fujin again. If others listen to it, I won't be able to keep it." you--"

"Hey, why is my sister teaching the servants in the yard with her big belly?" Jiayi came through the arched door with embroidered incense, "Is my sister uncomfortable in my backyard? I remember that yard There’s also a shed here.”

Mao supported her stomach with one hand and sneered, "Your sister really has a good memory, remembering the entire courtyard so clearly? No wonder she is the daughter of the Ulanara family."

"Thank you for your praise." Jiayi did not approach Mao, but stood far behind the rock, "Jiayi's talent is ordinary, but her memory is better. No matter what anyone has done to me, Jiayi will be fine. Write down the details one by one, and when you can pay back, nothing will be bad.

Mao took a breath, suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his abdomen, and some cold sweat gradually oozes from his forehead, he held Ruizhu's arm with one hand and said, "I don't have time to gossip with Gege, let Gege take a stroll in the garden. Ruizhu , let's go."

"Hey, sister is leaving just like that?" Jiayi stepped forward, "My sister still wants to go to see Mrs. Zhang with my sister. After all, you are both pregnant with Liujia. Get along with each other more, maybe you can share some blessings." .”

"Don't worry about my sister," Mao walked forward without looking back, "whose blessings are his own, and no one else needs to take care of them."

"That's right," Jiayi looked at Mrs. Mao's somewhat staggering figure, and raised her voice, "Whoever gets the blessings will take care of them. If this person has no blessings, he won't be able to share any more."

In the main courtyard, in the house of the Eight Fujins.

Jin Huan tapped Fujin's calf, looked at Fujin's thinner face, and said, "Master, don't worry too much. When you hand over the booklet of Lord Zhen Guo, it's like a mud cow sinking into the sea. There is no news at all. Even if something happens, it won't happen." Come to our house."

"Oh," Bafujin sighed softly, "Do you know who the ministers of the town are? Besides, with Lord Belle's temperament, since Uncle Jingxi is willing to accept the offer, this matter will definitely not be easy. .This is going to be a catastrophe, and it's still to come—"

"Fu Jin," the girl guarding the gate ran in in a panic, "come from the backyard to report that Mrs. Mao is going to give birth!"

"What?" Fujin sat up abruptly, "Is someone carried into the delivery room? Where's the midwife?"

"Master, don't worry." Jin Huan hurriedly waited on Fujin to change clothes, "The delivery room and midwife are all prepared early in the morning, and even the tea room is boiled three times a day. Mao's delivery is full-term, so there will definitely be nothing wrong of."

Fujin put on his cloak and stood up. Before going out, he went to the altar and put on a stick of incense, "Please bless the Bodhisattva, so that believers can achieve their wishes this time."

Mao's courtyard suddenly boiled, and the nurses and girls came in and out back and forth. Bafujin took out all the oldest ginseng in the library, just so that Mao could give birth smoothly.

"Fu Jin has really put in a lot of effort." Jiayi accompanied Mrs. Zhang as she walked slowly towards Mrs. Mao's yard, "We don't need us if we go left, we just go to Dingmao, my sister will be far away soon." Hurry up, don't let the bloody smell collide."

Mrs. Zhang stroked her slightly protruding belly, pursed her lips and said, "Don't worry, sister, I know the weight of this child. I just don't know, Mrs. Mao's child—"

"It's up to people to make things happen, and it's up to God to plan things," Jiayi took Zhang's words, "No matter what, we will do our best, and when we have results, we will not regret it."

"Sister is right," Mrs. Zhang nodded, and followed Jiayi into Mrs. Mao's courtyard.

Ba Fujin glanced at the two of them, and didn't have much interest in talking, just sat on the stone bench in the corridor, staring at the delivery room that was frequently bleeding without blinking.

After noon, Prince Yong's Mansion

It is rare that Prince Yong, who did not go to the cabinet to deal with political affairs, was driven all the way from the bedroom to the inner hall by his father-in-law Su, and then from the inner hall to the study.

"Where are you going to drive Master?" The fourth elder brother glared at Su Wei who was waving a feather duster.

"Why don't you stay in the study in the front yard," Su Wei instructed Xiaoyingzi to remove the important memorial on the desk, "Tomorrow, the two little princesses are going to hold a banquet in the East Garden, so they have to come to the East Courtyard to rest Once you rest, how can you treat guests if you don’t tidy up first?”

"Just tidy up the west wing room." The fourth elder brother stood up holding his pen. "This is the place where the master rests. Is it possible that we have to make room for a group of little girls?"

Su Wei slapped the feather duster on the desk, "This is the first time the two princesses have invited friends to the house, so why don't you take it seriously? What if I ask you to move somewhere? They just stay in the west wing , It’s also necessary to visit around? Who told you to dominate the East Garden to build the yard?”

The fourth elder brother suddenly widened his eyes, stretched out his hand and snatched the feather duster flying in front of his eyes, and said, "Who did you build the yard here for? You still dare to beat me up now? What do you listen to what Mo Yaqi said? What's the matter?" Don't you take what you said?"

"When did I stop thinking about it? Are you an Ama? How can you be so calculating with your daughter?" Su Wei picked up a chicken feather and threw it on the face of the fourth elder brother, "If you tell you to move, you can move, I Promised Da Gege early in the morning, I cleaned up the East Courtyard to entertain guests, and hurriedly took your Four Books and Five Classics to the Main Courtyard to read..."

In the evening, Baye Mansion

The eighth elder brother got the news and returned to the mansion early in the morning. After sitting in the yard for two or three hours, finally there was a cry from the delivery room.

Bafujin stood up abruptly, staring at the thick curtain on the delivery room door.Jiayi and Zhang Shi, who were sitting on the side, looked at each other, then silently looked at the silent eighth elder brother.

"Master Baylor is overjoyed, Fujin is overjoyed," the midwife nurse trotted out of the delivery room, plopped and knelt in front of the two of them and said, "Master Mao worked hard and finally gave birth to a little Gege, mother and daughter are safe."

Jiayi exhaled slowly, and Fujin fell limply on the stone bench as if all her strength had been emptied suddenly.

The eighth elder brother glanced at Fujin, and said in a cold voice, "Fujin is tired, when Jiayi's canonization order comes down, let her help Fujin take care of the family affairs. Let Mao's self-cultivation, master go back to the front first. "

"Congratulations to Lord Baylor," Jiayi slowly leaned down, her eyes were full of gentleness and tranquility, and she swept lightly on Fujin's back.