Dressed as Su Peisheng

Kangxi 50 years

On the tenth day of December, Qiandi

Cheng Bin took the pulse for Shiyue, and put the pulse pillow into the medicine box, "I will write a prescription for the young master. The young master's health has not recovered, so the medicine must be taken on time."

Shiyue tilted her head slightly and looked out the window, with white banners floating inside the silver dress, "The palace has been very busy recently, have you entered the palace for a while?"

"My minister has been to the palace with Master," Cheng Bin pursed his lips, and paused, "The emperor has just ascended the throne, and he has to keep his filial piety in the Qianqing Palace every day, so he has lost a lot of weight. Eunuch Su, he spends most of his time with the emperor." Beside him, he still looks so energetic.”

"He's still the same," Shiyue turned her head, her eyes lit up, "No matter what situation he is in, he can always live his life in a colorful and energetic way..."

"how about you?"

Cheng Bin asked suddenly, and Shiyue was a little dazed.

"Eunuch Su has the ability to adapt to all kinds of life, but what about you? Can you always follow in his footsteps?"

Shiyue's eyes flickered slightly, and she slowly lowered her head, "I don't know, I dare not think..."

"Shiyue," Cheng Bin called Shiyue's name, and slowly squatted down in front of her, "The prince has already ascended the throne, and you will enter the palace soon. If you don't think about some things, you may not have a chance Already!"

"Cheng Bin," Shiyue met Cheng Bin's eyes, "I have no choice..."

"You have!"

Cheng Bin interrupted Shiyue, "As long as you agree, I will take you away! I will take you out of the capital, to Jiangnan, to Yunnan, wherever you want..."

"Cheng Bin!"

Shiyue was taken aback by the sudden confession, "You..."

"I know, I know you have someone in your heart," Cheng Bin lowered his head, "I can wait until you let him go slowly. But now, you have to think about yourself, once you enter the palace, you can't help yourself. You should know better than me how cruel the palace strife is."

Shiyue lowered her eyes and did not answer, Cheng Bin sighed, "We have known each other for more than three years, although we are not as good as you and Eunuch Su. However, I think I know you better. Shiyue, you yearn for the palace very much. life outside, don’t you? You miss the days when you were a maid, because at that time, you could go to the streets, go to temple fairs to buy sugar figurines, go to silk and satin villages to pick materials, and eat casually at small vendors. A bowl of chop suey..."

"Shiyue, once you enter the palace, you really have nothing to do with all of this for the rest of your life. Throughout your life, you can only look at the four-cornered sky. Just for one person, a person who doesn't like you , do you really want to?"

Shiyue tightly clenched the veil in her hand, crystal tears dripped from her drooping eyes, one after another, hitting her red knuckles, she looked so helpless and confused.

"Cheng Bin, let me think again..."

"it is good……"

In the evening, in Nian's courtyard

Ling Xi helped Nian to sit on the soft couch, and put away the mourning clothes she had just changed for her.

"It's finally coming to an end, the young master has lost too much weight these days."

"The emperor is thinner." Nian thumped his knee and sighed softly, "I don't know if the emperor likes the bean paste cloud cake I sent at noon."

"It's the young master's wish after all, and the emperor will definitely understand it," Ling Xi sat on the ottoman and pinched Nian's leg, "Did the young master see Fujin when he left the palace today? How many relatives and ladies surrounded him?" Come on. That posture, before it can be sealed, is already comparable to the concubines in the harem."

"She is Fujin, and she gave birth to the emperor's son. Although she has not been canonized, she must be the honor of the empress. It is common to be flattered by others."

Ling Xi stuck out her tongue, "By the way, I don't know what status the emperor will give to the young master? Now, our second young master has made so many contributions in the border, even the late emperor praised him. The status of the young master will definitely not be low Well, even if it’s not as good as the queen, it’s definitely higher than others.”

"Second brother's credit is second brother's credit, what does it have to do with my status?" Nian turned his head to look out of the window, and let out a slow breath, "I would rather, the emperor can not think about merits and demerits, but only rely on emotion." point……"

"What?" Ling Xi didn't hear Nian's words clearly.

Nian turned his head and chuckled, "It's nothing. Now, I just want my family to be safe and sound, and my second brother can win more glory for the Nian family and serve the emperor more."

At night, Fujin courtyard

The night was dark, all the lights in the hidden mansion were turned off, only Fujin's room was still brightly lit.

Shilong was by Fujin's side, watching her outline and note on each name card.

"Master, the light in the room is too dim, this servant will go and add another lamp for you."

"No need," Fujin stopped Shilong, "It just happens to be like this..."

Shilong's face was full of confusion, "Master doesn't want to deal with those wives during the day, why do you want to leave these posts and go through this hard work in the middle of the night?"

"What kind of hard work is this?"

Fujin wrote on a name sticker, "Mrs. Hubu Shilang, mother's family is Suo Chuo Luo, father Jiang An Du Liangdao..."

"This is something that can be used in the future..."

Fujin handed over the written posts to Shilong, who sorted out each book and locked them in a wooden box.

After finishing the last book, Fujin leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes, "Writing it down is nothing, I have to memorize it all..."

"Master, go and rest." Shilong couldn't understand the meaning of Fujin's words, "I have to enter the palace tomorrow."

"I can't sleep yet," Fujin stood up holding the table, "Send someone to see Hongyun, is the funeral essay written by him finished? Show me when it's finished, and it will be presented to the emperor tomorrow." of."

"Yes," Shilong looked hesitantly at the time when the moon was in the sky outside, after thinking about it, she gritted her teeth and went to brother Hongyun's yard.

In the capital city in December, it was often snowing heavily, and in a blink of an eye, it was the last day of the late emperor's death.

Qianqing Palace

At night, the palace looked more empty and solemn. Standing in front of Emperor Kangxi's coffin, Yinzhen wanted to reach out to touch it, but quickly retracted it.

Outside the gate of the hall, there were rustling footsteps, Zhang Bao carried a lantern and sent a person into the hall.

"The guilty minister Yinfeng, kowtow to the emperor."

"Second brother, please wake up." Yinzhen turned around, "I will wake up tomorrow. I think Huang Ama should be most concerned about second brother. Second brother, talk to Huang Ama more. "

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Yinfeng bowed his head and cupped his hands.

Yinzhen nodded and stepped out of the palace gate.

In a huge palace, only a huge coffin and a thin figure remained.

Yinfeng took two steps towards the coffin, then slowly backed away.

"Huang Ama, are you here alone, do you feel lonely?"

In the empty palace, a voice echoed vaguely.

"I always remember, when you were a child, you hugged me and sat on the jade steps of the Qianqing Palace. You said that from this position, everyone has the same face. You can't see anything clearly, but you can see everything. Too clear..."

"Huang Ama, have you seen this son-in-law? Did son-in-law have such a face before?"

In the lonely mourning hall, only the evening wind blows gently, Yin Reng lowered his head, any tears fell to the ground.

"Huang Ama, I don't hate you anymore, and I don't hate anyone anymore..."

"It's all fate, Huang Ama, my son accepted his fate early in the morning..."

Yinfeng came out of the mourning hall and went to Dongyu to bid farewell to Lord Yongzheng.

Yinzhen slept on the straw mat in his clothes at night, although it was bitter, but counting it, it was also the last night.

"Your Majesty, the guilty minister has something to ask your Majesty."

"Second brother, please tell me," Yinzhen sat on the straw mat, with many memorials piled up next to him.

"Changchun Garden," Yinfeng paused, but Yinzhen didn't look up.

"What did Huang Ama explain?"

Yinzhen smiled softly, raised his head and said, "I thought that the second elder brother would ask me, Changchun Garden, whether to force the palace to correct the imperial edict?"

"Huang Ama has long been interested in you, you don't need to force the palace," Yinfeng twitched slightly, "I just don't understand, why didn't Huang Ama leave you a clear edict?"

Yinzhen clutched the memorial in his hand, his eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't speak.

"Yes, is it because of him?" Yinfeng hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

Yinzhen still didn't answer, but the current situation is self-evident.

Yinfeng didn't know whether it was surprise or some other emotion. He closed his eyes and calmed down for a while, and then said again, "Don't resent Huang Ama, your infatuation even scares me..."

Yinzhen looked at Yinreng, Yinreng just smiled apologetically, bowed to him again, leaned over and exited the palace gate.

Qinghai in mid-December

Mulu Wusu, General Fuyuan's camp, the messengers coming and going in front.

Yinti sat in the tent and had not slept for days and nights.

"Report, Junggar raided the camp, and Yanxin's army injured thousands of people.

"Report, General Garbi conquered Dibadakzan in Tibet. The whole army is divided into three groups and has already attacked Lhasa!"

"Let Yanxin protect Kelsang Gyatso. Now there is no need to rush into the army. We only need to wait for Karbi to wipe out Lhasa. We must safely send Kelsang Gyatso to Tibet and enthroned."

"Yes," the subordinate took the order and left.

"General," Gashtu then entered the tent, waved away the other people in the tent, and handed the letter in his arms to Yinti, "a secret letter from Beijing."

Although Yinti didn't sleep for a few days, his face was somewhat haggard, but after all these months of experience, his eyes were still clear.

The envelope was opened, and the secret letter was very thick, but Yinti's hands trembled just as soon as he saw the first line of words.

"Emperor Ama!"

"Brother Yinti, the mausoleum collapsed today, and the mountains and rivers changed hands...However, before the emperor's father's edict, Longkodo used the emperor's mouth to fool the subjects. Everyone was suspicious, but they dared not speak out." ...Don't dare to look back, be careful..."

"General!"

Gashtu didn't know what happened, but Yinti knelt down straight, looked to the north, and licked three heads vigorously.

"General, what are you?"

Yinti was still kneeling on the ground, the letter in his hand fell in front of his eyes.

"... Changchun Garden is controlled by others, and when the emperor's life and death are unknown, we are all useless people..."

"I want to go back to the capital..."

Yinti grabbed it into the ground with one hand, veins popping out of his forehead, "I'm going back now!"