Dressed as Su Peisheng

Kangxi 50 years

December 25, Hall of Mental Cultivation

Su Wei hurried back to the palace before the key was released, and went to the respect room. When he returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, it was already very late.

There were only two dimly lit candlesticks in the bedroom, Su Wei thought that the Lord Long Live had already fallen asleep, so he tiptoed in, but was startled by the person sitting on the bed in a daze!

"You haven't slept yet? It's so late."

Master Yongzheng turned his head to look at him, his face turned pale, "I can't sleep, why did you come back now?"

"Well, I went to the respect room." Eunuch Su took off his coat, walked to the bed and sat down, "The hidden mansion is almost cleaned up, I think it's just these two days, and everyone has been moved." come in."

Master Yongzheng didn't answer, he looked at Su Wei silently for a while, and suddenly put his arms around the person beside the bed who was wrestling with the boots.

Su Wei felt a little strange, and wanted to turn his head to ask, but his shoulders were hooped.

"In a few days, it will be 30 years..."

Master Yongzheng's breath warmly blew on Grand Duke Su's neck, and also warmly blew into his heart.

"Yeah, time flies so fast..."

Su Wei chuckled, "I still can't forget the first time I saw you, that little Douding you pretended to be calm."

"Grandpa has grown up long ago," said Yongzheng, who forgot to call himself "Zhen".

Grandpa Su snickered, the hand placed in front of him was tightly grasped, covering his chest.

"Su Wei," breathed hot breath in his ear, "You know how much I..."

Su Wei didn't hear the second half of the sentence clearly, and Lord Yongzheng's voice suddenly blurred and became weak.

"What's wrong with you?"

Grandpa Su finally turned around, held up the faces of the people behind him, "Did something happen again?"

Lord Yongzheng was held by others without moving, and looked at him affectionately, "No, nothing happened. I'm just tired and miss you..."

The last few days of Kangxi's last years, accompanied by repeated heavy snowfalls in the capital, brought the people's expectations for the new dynasty, and finally with the arrival of the new year, they were lost in the long river of history.

The new emperor ascended the throne, named "Yongzheng".

"Crackling-"

"Oh, keep your voice down!"

In the snow-covered alley, several children threw the cannons in their hands, and a woman ran out of the wide-open wooden door and carried the children into the yard.

"I told you to play in the yard and not go out!"

"I said, Aunt Li, it's the Chinese New Year, so don't be so constrained to your children."

The old man next door, watching the excitement, sat in front of the door with a smile and said.

"Oh, isn't it the late emperor's funeral? There are notices posted on the street, no cannons can be set off and red papers can't be pasted up during this year's festival. We are also afraid that the children will cause trouble."

"It's just a cannon, it's not a big deal." The old man has gone through two dynasties and has seen some things in the market. "The current emperor is a filial man. I heard that even the officials are exempted from worshiping at the New Year's Eve. The New Year's Day is only every three days. Just go to the Shouhuang Palace to pay homage. This is placed in the homes of ordinary people, and few can do it."

"Hey, I heard what my family said," the woman suppressed her throat, "The current Holy Majesty's succession to the throne is improper, and it's really a guilty conscience to act like this."

"Yo, you can't talk nonsense about this." The old man was shocked.

"We didn't say that, it's spread everywhere now," the woman tapped the feather duster on the door panel, "When the capital was blocked, a relative of my family wanted to leave the capital, but he begged grandpa to tell grandma , I was stunned and couldn’t get out. Just say, what kind of capital should be sealed properly? There might be something going on here.”

"Well, there is nothing that we ordinary people can control."

The old man stood up and picked up his ponytail, "Let's just live in peace."

"That's true," the woman smiled, and turned back to the yard.

The gates of the two courtyards were closed again, causing a layer of snow foam to fall off the wall, and covering many crooked footprints in the alley.

紫禁城

Just before the New Year's Eve, all the masters of the Qiandi entered the palace and settled down.

Lord Yongzheng still hadn't decreed the canonization, but let the Ministry of Internal Affairs tidy up their respective palaces.

Fujin lived in Chengqian Palace, Fujin in Nianbian was in Yikun Palace, Fujin Li was in Yongshou Palace, Niu Hulu's was in Jingren Palace, Wu's was in Yanxi Palace, and Geng's was in Changchun Palace. There is only one Guo family. Following Li Fang Fujin, he lived in Yongshou Palace.

Although there is no status, but those who can live alone in the main hall of the first palace, their status will naturally not be too low.The respect room also followed the example of the concubine first, and sent palace servants to serve.Naturally, there are twice as many palaces in Fujin as compared to other palaces.

On the fourth day of the first lunar month, Chengqian Palace

"You guys, sweep the snow in the yard again, and the remaining snow in the corner will also be cleared, don't be lazy..."

Shu Jin was waiting for his master to write, when Shi Long scolded him from outside.

Fujin frowned slightly, Shujin saw her, and said in a soft voice, "We just entered the palace, and the affairs in the palace are more complicated. Elder sister Shilong is your dowry maid, so her identity is different after all."

Fujin didn't speak, and finished writing the last few lines in silence, "Entering the palace in such a hurry, without even a canonization, which of the servants sent by the palace is inhuman?"

"Master, don't worry," Shujin took Fujin's words and blew softly, "Your succession is firmly established, so won't it be a matter of time before you can be conferred? It's the masters of other palaces who should be worried."

Fujin's expression did not ease, and his brows were slightly frowned, "The first two queens of the late emperor lived in the Kunning Palace, but after the death of Empress Xiaozhao, the Kunning Palace was vacant and became a place for sacrifices and offerings to the ancestors." The place where the Empress is seated. Now that the Holy Majesty has ascended the throne and arranged the East and West Palaces, it seems that he does not intend to use the Kunning Palace anymore."

"Long live Lord is benevolent and filial," Shu Jin thought for a while and said, "I live in another palace. Master and Long live Lord are of the same heart and mind. There is nothing wrong with living in Chengqian Palace."

"I'm not obsessed with these two palaces." Fujin lowered his head and stroked the tortoiseshell armor on his hand, "You should have heard that there are rumors going on inside and outside the palace. Benevolence and filial piety are all pretentious gestures in the eyes of others. They are already suspected by others, so why are they being held back? Long Live God does not consider himself, but also has to consider future generations. Qianqing Palace, Kunning Palace, this is the orthodox."

"Master!" Shujin quickly interrupted Fujin's words, "You can't talk nonsense, we just entered the palace, and the people sent by the respect room don't know if it's safe or not."

Fujin let out a long sigh, and looked outside, "I have asked my mother's family to arrange people to enter the palace, we still have to have our own people around us. By the way, there is elder brother's side, Hong Yun's side can't be neglected."

"Master, don't worry, it's actually our third elder brother right now."

Fujin nodded lightly, "Looking at the layout of the six palaces, I'm afraid Niu Hulu's and Geng's status will not be low. And Nian's, her brother has repeatedly made military exploits at the border, and now he is winning the imperial court. Reuse. The Holy Majesty also arranged for her to live in the Yikun Palace, I'm afraid she has the intention of helping the Queen in the future..."

Shujin walked behind Fujin, and lightly pressed her shoulders, "No matter how honorable and favored Nian is, without heirs, he is still a dead tree and cannot become a great talent."

Fujin breathed out slowly, "I hope so..."

Tobe Bank

People brought by Prince Yi went in and out of the treasury, surrounded by officials from the household department, secretly wiping the cold sweat off their foreheads.

It has been more than ten days, and the accounts of the bank treasury of the household department are about to be checked.

"Your Majesty," a guard came from outside and saluted Prince Yi and his party, "Long Live Lord issued a decree to strictly order the internal and external ministers and officials to hand over all the Zhu Zhu decrees left by the late emperor within one month. felony punishment."

"So strict?" Yinxiang frowned, "Although there were rules about accepting and returning edicts during the time of the first emperor, most of them just followed the situation and let it go. There are so many memorials and Zhu Zhu wholesales every day, how much time is there? Take them back one by one. Why did Brother Huang suddenly make such a decree?"

The household officials who were waiting nearby also heard the imperial decree handed down from the palace, and they all whispered to each other at this time.

"It's no wonder that those things are being circulated in and out of the street. I'm afraid it's something to guard against by confiscating the imperial approval like this?"

"That's not it, what if the first emperor wrote the candidate for the reserve in a memorial, wouldn't that be..."

"Oh, don't say it, don't say it..."

Prince Yi glanced over there with cold eyes, and the officials who were still whispering immediately died down.

"The mouths are very broken! This king advises you, if you have this time, you should think more about the head on your neck!"

Prince Yi's words carried a cold wind, which made all the household officials shiver.

"My lord, the treasury has been checked."

A master bookkeeper handed over the actual amount of the bank, and next to it was the account book of the household department.

In the accounts handed over by the Ministry of Accounts, there are 260 and 420 taels of treasury silver.

After the investigation, the real bank of the household department is only 370 taels.

With a difference of nearly 800 million taels, Prince Yi slammed the ledger on the desk with a "bang"!

"Your Highness, forgive me!"

The officials knelt together, and each seemed to be silent.

But Yinxiang knew in his heart that the law does not blame the public, not to mention the emptiness of the treasury's accounts, which has a lot to do with the late emperor's lenient policy.These Lang officials from the household department are actually confident in their hearts.

"Temporarily seal up the treasury, and wait for the king to report to the palace before disposing of it."

"Yes."

In the evening, the Hall of Mental Cultivation

Zhang Baojin entered Dongnuan Pavilion, and leaned over to Lord Yongzheng, "Master, Liang Jiugong still refuses to say anything. He has no family, and his apprentices are not close. He does have a few godsons, and Qixier is the apprentice of Eunuch Su." But Liang Jiugong obviously doesn't care, so he can't threaten him."

Lord Yongzheng was sitting behind the book case, and the memorials he had approved were stacked up to a foot high, "If you don't say anything for a day, let him stay in the Punishment Department for a day! Be careful with him, and don't allow him to seek death!"

"Yes," Zhang Bao lowered his head, hesitantly, but he still opened his mouth and said, "Master, do you want to consider using torture?"

The cinnabar pen in Yongzheng's hand stopped, and shook his head after a while, "He has helped me... What's more, Liang Jiugong is not a person who will fear punishment."

"Yes, the slave understands."

Zhang Bao withdrew, just as he walked to Yangxin Gate, he ran into Grandpa Su head-on.

"Hey, I haven't seen you for a few days, how is the matter in the respect room?"

Zhang Bao was inexplicably guilty, his lips moved, and it took him a long time to regain his composure and said, "It's just like that, it's a mess, take it easy, and you won't help me."

"Our family is also very busy." Su Wei stepped into the threshold unconscionably, "The masters of the harem have just entered the palace, and my elder brother has to clean up now."

"Yes, yes, you are just like the master, you manage everything every day..."

"Hey, borrow it!"

Before the two of them finished speaking, Ku Kui rushed in quickly holding a booklet.

"what happened?"

"Eight hundred li urgent military report from Sichuan!"

Ku Kui quickly ran into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and Su Wei quickly followed.