Dressed as Su Peisheng

The first year of Yongzheng

On the third day of June, Chengqian Palace

Early in the morning, Hong Yun came to greet the queen, and the mother and son talked in the inner hall.

The queen sat on the soft couch, resting lightly on the kang table with one hand.Hong Yun stood in front of him, the child who was only seven years old already looked like a well-mannered little adult.

"Your Huang Ama personally carried the coffin and sent the late emperor's coffin to the Zunhua Imperial Mausoleum for rest. In three months, the underground palace will be officially closed. Your Huang Ama attaches great importance to benevolence and filial piety. You are a son of the eldest son, so you have to do everything yourself. Set an example. For a while, I need to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to accompany you Huang Ama."

"Yes," Hong Yun complied obediently.

The queen smiled slightly, "Emiang also found you another teacher who can teach Mongolian language. While you are with him, listen to more political affairs, and strive to relieve your Huang Ama's worries as soon as possible."

"This..." Hong Yun hesitated, "The master of Maoqin Palace said that we are still too young, we must first learn the classics and history, and it is not appropriate to participate in political affairs too early."

The queen's eyes flickered, and she lowered her eyes slightly, "Master's words are certainly reasonable, but at that time, your Empress Ama went to the imperial gate to listen to politics after the age of six. You are different from Hongpan and Hongshi. They It will be later, but you can't slack off at all."

Hong Yun was still a little hesitant, but he shrank back from the eyes of the emperor's mother, bowed his head and responded, "Yes, everything is up to the emperor's mother."

In the evening, the Hall of Mental Cultivation

The rain that had been stuffy for several days finally fell, and there was a moment of lightning and thunder outside.

Master Yongzheng was leaning on the soft couch to read the memorial, and Eunuch Su was lying drowsy in his arms.

"In a few days, I will go to Zunhua to pay homage to the late emperor. You are busy with other things, so don't follow me?"

"No, I'm going," Su Wei mumbled and turned over, putting his arms around Lord Yongzheng's waist, "The late emperor has returned west with a crane, can he crawl out of the coffin and strangle me to death? I'll go."

Master Yongzheng had nothing to do with him, he smiled and said, "Didn't you say that your firm has been robbed of a lot of business these days? Why don't you keep an eye on it in Beijing?"

"It doesn't take long to come and go. Besides, how can doing business be smooth sailing?"

Su Wei thought about it very much, "That Zhou Ji started as a pawn shop, and his family has a lot of money. People compete openly, and I can only accept it."

Lord Yongzheng blinked, as if he was thinking about something, then patted Su Wei's waist, "If money is tight, just tell me."

Grandpa Su raised his head suddenly, his eyes burst out with a strange brilliance.

Master Yongzheng held out his three fingers steadily, "I can lend you a three-point profit!"

…………

In the silent apse, there was a sudden "boom".

Immediately afterwards, there was a dull laugh and the sound of tumbling and thumping.

The two father-in-laws who were guarding the door looked at their eyes with nose and heart, with a calm expression on their faces.

In the capital city, it has been raining for several days, bringing with it the sweltering heat of early summer, fewer and fewer people go out.

At night, there is no moon in the sky, only puddles of rainwater on the ground, reflecting a little light.

The watchmen, wearing coir raincoats, knocked on clappers, and walked around the streets without stopping.

As he walked by, the surface of the water splashed a drop of water, and after a while, more eager water droplets splashed again.

In the remote house, people dressed in black came and went, and the candles burning all night left a piece of red wax on the table.

On the tenth day of June, the Hall of Mental Cultivation

In Dongnuan Pavilion, Prince Yi, Long Kedo, and Zhang Tingyu are all there.

"Long Live Lord is going to Zunhua again in the middle of the month, just in time for the guard camp Shang Sanqi to leave Beijing for archery practice. According to Yichen, it is better to delay for a few days until Shang San Banner returns to Beijing, and it will not be too late for Long Live Lord to go to pay homage." Zhang Tingyu thought about it left and right and said.

"The first emperor is about to enter the underground palace. The mourning on the first and fifteenth day of every month is a major event, and there is no delay." Yongzheng's eyes still fell on the memorial in his hand, "The upper three banners cannot be moved, and the transfer from the lower five banners is just a matter of time." gone."

"Brother Huang wants to set an example for all the people in the world, and there must be nothing wrong with his filial piety," Prince Yi said from the sidelines, "Fortunately, there is an infantry battalion stationed near the imperial mausoleum, so it should be safe in terms of safety." Yu's."

Long Kedo lowered his eyes slightly, and after a while, he cupped his hands and said, "I will also go to the imperial mausoleum to organize the army. Along the way, I will guard the Lord Long Live."

Lord Yongzheng didn't look up, his expression was still calm, "Then it's settled."

June [-], Imperial Garden

After lunch, Shiyue and Niu Hulu came to the Imperial Garden for a stroll.

In the distance, several women gathered around the carp pond, playing and laughing.

"My maidservant greets Concubine Xi and Empress Ning."

The nanny who was guarding nearby was the first to spot the two nobles, and hurriedly greeted the two empresses.

Niu Hulu raised his fan casually, making the girls stand up.

"Are these all beautiful girls from Chuxiu Palace?"

"Yes," the nanny leaned over and replied, "Because the palace is stuffy, I went back to the empress, and Xu Xiu girls walked in the imperial garden in the afternoon."

Niu Hulu turned around and smiled at Shiyue, "There are really a few good-looking ones."

Shiyue just smiled and didn't answer.

The nun listened from the sidelines, and quickly responded, "The beautiful girls who enter the palace are naturally outstanding. Which one would the empress want to see, I will recommend it to you."

"No need," Niu Hulu turned around holding Shiyue's arm, "Let them be more comfortable."

"...The slaves send off the empress respectfully."

Everyone in Chuxiu Palace sent the two empresses away, and another older maid came up behind the nanny: "If you want me to say, it's really strange that the sage is in this harem. Those who enjoy flowers, listen to music, and watch operas, why don’t you see any one of them put more effort into the Hall of Mental Cultivation? Then when the late emperor was there, which batch of beautiful women entered the palace, and the harem couldn’t be overthrown? That’s good, let’s save the show The palace is deserted day by day, like a nunnery."

"Oh, it's not that the new emperor is still in his filial piety period." The mother sighed, "It's also a good time for this group of beautiful girls. I really don't know how many will be left in the end..."

On the other side of the imperial garden, Niu Hulu and Shiyue sat in the pavilion under the rockery and drank tea.

It's also a coincidence that the second elder brother Hongpan was pinching flowers and cutting grass all the way, passing by here angrily.

"Where did this go?"

Niu Hulu saw Hongpan from a distance and called him over.

"My son greets Mrs. E, and Mrs. Ning." Hong Pan saluted politely, but his face was still dull.

"Who messed with our elder brother? There are many slaves watching along the way," Shiyue wiped the sweat off Hong Pan's face with a handkerchief.

"I'm going to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and Huang Ama is busy, so I didn't say a few words." Hong Pan lowered his head, "I'll go find Su Gonggong and ask him to talk to Huang Ama, and take me with you in a few days Go to the imperial mausoleum. But Eunuch Su didn’t agree, saying that Huang Ama didn’t bring many people with him this time, so he asked me to stay in the palace.”

Niu Hulu glanced at him, and tapped his finger on Hongpan's forehead, "Didn't you all go with your emperor Ama when he helped the late emperor? You have only been back for a few days."

"That's right," Shiyue also persuaded in a warm voice beside her, "If your Huang Ama goes to the imperial mausoleum again, she will go to mourn by herself, and the clan will not follow, and if they don't take you, they are afraid of delaying your studies."

"But I also want to see Huang Mafa again." Hong Pan's eyes turned red, "Huang Mafa loved me so much before, I didn't even have time to show my filial piety..."

Seeing Hongpan was really sad, and Niu Hulu's tone softened, "Come on, it's not easy to follow every time. You study hard, and your Huang Ama will go again next month, Er Niang I beg a favor for you."

"Really?" Hong Pan raised his head, his eyes twinkling.

"Really," Niu Hulu raised his hand and twisted Hongpan's nose, and slapped him hard, "Go back to elder brother's place. You are the prince now, don't always play childish temper."

"Yes!"

Hongpan was happy now, and his voice became sharper, "Emiang, Ning Niang, sit down for a while, and Erchen will leave first."

The two watched Hongpan leave in good spirits, and they both smiled.

"Speaking of which, this time when the emperor went to Zunhua, he just ran into the three banners in the guard camp going out of Beijing for archery practice, so he had no choice but to transfer the five banners to follow."

"Is there any problem?" Shiyue asked, not knowing much about it.

"There shouldn't be any problem," Niu Hulu took a teacup and took a sip, "It's just the five flags, which are usually used to guard the prince's palace in Beijing. It's not as good as going to the three flags, yes directly under the emperor."

After hearing this, Shi Yue couldn't help frowning.

"But we're just worried," Niu Hulu immediately smiled, "Is there any army in the world that isn't the Emperor's army? Besides, there are the Vanguard Battalion and the Infantry Battalion."

Shiyue felt a little more at ease, after thinking about it, she still sighed softly, "Anyway, it's good that I can be safe."

june fifteen

The emperor set off for the Zunhua Imperial Mausoleum, half of the vanguard battalion stayed in the palace, half of the retinue, and the rest was the guard battalion.

The guard of honor went all the way out of the capital, and Longkodo sat on the horse, looking at Luanjia who was advancing steadily not far ahead.

"Next month will coincide with the three banners in the guard camp going out to Beijing for archery practice. According to my brother's temper, it is impossible for him to delay the memorial service."

In that remote house, Yunyu was sitting next to Longkodo's neighbor, with his head slightly tilted towards him, and his voice was very low.

"In Beijing, the Xiaoqi battalion guards the outer city, and the infantry battalion guards the nine gates. They can't move easily. At that time, he can only transfer people from the lower five banners of the guard camp. We have already arranged everything here, and the people drawn up They are all our people, more than three thousand."

Longkodo looked at the three fingers stretched out by Yunyu, and said indifferently, "Don't forget, there is also the Vanguard Battalion."

"So what?"

Yunyu raised the corners of his lips, "There are only more than two thousand people in the Qianfeng Battalion. They are the elite guards of the palace. It is impossible for him to take them all away. The rest are the dozens of big internal guards, which are not worth mentioning." .”

After finishing speaking, Yunyu leaned closer to Long Kedo, "As long as uncle's team guarding near the imperial mausoleum doesn't move easily. It won't take a quarter of an hour for us to take down the so-called emperor."

The horse's hooves that sat down knocked on the ground, bringing Longkodo's thoughts back to reality.

"My lord," Aida took two quick steps, leaning against Longkodo's horse, "We're almost there."

Long Kedo subconsciously squeezed the reins of the horse. He followed him on the grounds of going out of Beijing to organize the army. He didn't have to follow the Long Live Lord into the imperial mausoleum. When he got near the camp, he should leave Luanjia.

"My lord?" Aida called again.

Longkodo frowned, bit his lip, and galloped forward.