Fixed thinking kills people

Kangxi liked to frequently change the positions of the six ministers and vice ministers. (Please keep this in mind when reading the novel.) Anyway, the six ministers were divided between Manchus and Han Chinese, making twelve people; each had its own left and right vice ministers, each also divided between Manchus and Han Chinese, adding another twenty-four, not to mention the Censorate and the Lifanyuan, which were of similar or similar rank.

Even if there are no promotions or demotions, the current personnel on hand are enough for him to replace new people every year until they die! If you hear that someone has been transferred from the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue to the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, don't be surprised. This is just a normal personnel change.

But this time, things got a little strange. Temed had been transferred from Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Works to Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. He had served in the Imperial Household Department and was still holding the position concurrently. Yinreng couldn't help but think about it.

Unfortunately, Temed was strictly loyal to the emperor, so he didn't offer the crown prince much backdoor access. Otherwise, he could have hinted at giving the middle-level officials at the Prince of Zhi a failing grade. Wouldn't that have been too obvious? Yinreng silently repeated to himself three times: "I am a good man with a brotherly love for his fellow countrymen." Then, with this thought in mind, he decisively went to Kangxi with the indictment against his elder brother.

Filing a complaint is a technical job.

Some matters are best brought up openly, others are more effective behind closed doors. Some questions are best used to fuel the fire when the judge is angry, while others are best used to disrupt the atmosphere when the judge is pleased. Depending on the defendant's situation, the appropriate lines and timing for the complaint should also be tailored.

Yinreng had calculated exactly how to file the lawsuit against the eldest prince. If he did it too early, with the first wife having just died, Kangxi might have pitied him and let him go. If he did it too late, Kangxi might have learned about it from other sources, and it might not have been as effective as if he had personally filed the lawsuit himself. This kind of thing wasn't suitable for kicking someone when they were down; helping them when they were down would easily reveal his intentions. If he didn't speak up now, and waited until Yinzhi made a bigger mistake, people would start to wonder: Did you wait for this opportunity to come?

The timing is perfect. The death of the First Lady is like the extinguishing of a candle. Once the funeral is over, all the grief and sympathy for the eldest prince will pass. Feelings can save you from death, fork. It hasn't been that long since the eldest prince's crime, so speaking out won't arouse suspicion of your intentions and cause any consequences for your own side, fork.

When you file a complaint, be sincere and concerned, and remove yourself from the possibility of retaliation. Check the box.

Yinreng had inquired about the date, figuring the person on duty would be the least likely to tell Yinzhi the truth. With a notebook in hand, he drifted into Danning Residence. It was almost noon, Kangxi had finished his business, had breakfast, and hadn't yet turned over the cards; it was a perfect time for father and son to talk.

"Why did you think of coming to accompany me again?"

Yinreng smiled, his pigtails swaying slightly behind him: "Come and talk to Khan Ama about family matters."

Kangxi was originally holding a book and reading it. Hearing him say this, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised: "You can also talk about family matters?"

Yinreng secretly cried out in shame and curled his lips: "My son has a family too, why can't I talk about family matters?"

Kangxi put down the book and pointed at the kang with great interest: "Come and sit down. What do you want to say?"

"The fifth princess's wedding has been set for September."

"Hmm." Let's see what you are up to.

"The Fifth Princess's residence is built next to Fourth Brother's Prince's residence. They can take care of each other." There was a hint of envy in his tone.

Kangxi smiled and said, "Do you want to go out and take a look?"

Yinreng also smiled, a little embarrassed: "Yes, a little. Last time, Hongdan's mother went to his eighth brother's place and came back to say it was very lively. My son really wants to go out and see his brothers."

"It's a good idea of ​​yours. Go someday when you have time."

"Has it worked out for the Fifth Princess as well? I heard that outside the palace, there's even an exam to see if a brother-in-law can succeed." Yinreng became excited as he spoke.

Kangxi burst out laughing: "Your sister hasn't even gotten married yet, and you're already thinking about playing a trick on your brother-in-law? Okay! Got it!"

Yinreng suppressed his smile and gently shook the end of his braid: "Khan Ama really loves his daughter. After carefully selecting a son-in-law, he still wants his son to take the exam again."

What's the connection? Kangxi stepped down and paced a few steps: "Don't my sons and daughters love me equally? Do I not care about you anymore? Didn't I choose a good wife for you?"

Yinreng flung his braid briskly behind him and stood up. "Not really. I just said it out of inspiration. Parents all over the world love their children."

"?" He was even more confused. "Of course!"

"Is it the same for Khan Ama?"

Kangxi was a little angry: "Am I not a good father?"

Yinreng, as if in a difficult position, pulled out the small black letter from his boot hem with great difficulty and held it up with both hands: "Khan Ama just said that you are also a good father who loves your children. When you read it, remember what I said just now. After reading it, you are not allowed to be angry."

Kangxi reached out and took the black petition, then sat down on the kang before opening it and reading it. His brows furrowed as he looked at Yinreng with a sharp gaze: "Is this true? How did you know?"

The person making the complaint, never afraid of not responding, would kneel down and say, "I'm guilty. I didn't dare tell you a while ago. My eldest brother was grieving at the time, and it would have been unkind of me to question him about this. But this matter could be serious or minor, so I'd like to ask Khan Ama to send someone to investigate. If it's false, we can set the record straight and clear my eldest brother's name. If it's true, we can clean up the mess before it gets out of hand."

Kangxi mused to himself, "It's a law of the land that the imperial courts of Beijing are involved in all sorts of commercial affairs. Without a few businesses, a royal court wouldn't be able to survive." Even though rice prices are low, even in prosperous times, the level of extravagant consumption is incredibly high. Just a single birthday celebration with opera performances costs hundreds of taels, and a full birthday celebration costs thousands. Add in some rare treasures, and the expenses are outrageous.

Although each family had its own farm, as everyone knows, agriculture had the lowest added value. Therefore, Kangxi turned a blind eye to his relatives letting their followers and servants open shops.

Now that his son had gotten into this kind of trouble, he couldn't help but feel annoyed: "How am I going to deal with this? Is this actually true?"

Yinreng said gloomily, "It's hard to say. I think my son is fake."

"oh?"

"If my son is bothering my eldest brother, I should wait until he causes more trouble and then ask the censor to report him. But now he is so pitiful... As Khan Ama just said, he loves his children equally. Building a mansion and providing a dowry for the fifth princess is a fatherly act of Khan Ama's love. Now, please be more compassionate to my eldest brother. Don't make a big deal out of this. Just investigate quietly and let each family handle its own affairs."

Kangxi was righteous. He thought, no matter which of his own sons, it was fine for him to be picky, but he had to let them out in a respectable and presentable manner. Kangxi could tolerate such behavior in others, but he couldn't tolerate it for his own son. The deeper his love, the more severe his criticism. This was probably Kangxi's mood.

Hearing Yinreng using the same words as before to plead for Yinzhi, and seeing how his words were somewhat inconsistent and his logic was confusing, he laughed in anger: "You two brothers are in love! I'm sorry for your nonsense."

Yinreng said sternly, "Khan Ama, whether it's good or not is another matter. My eldest brother has four daughters, each getting older and older, ready to be married off, and now my eldest sister-in-law is gone. He loves his nieces, just as Khan Ama loves his sisters. My son...is not one to plead for others, let alone him," he muttered softly, "He's not very good at speaking. Rather than waiting for Khan Ama to find out from others, I'd rather let myself be the villain. After all, it's a royal honor."

His words had already confirmed Yinzhi's guilt, but he pretended to be innocent and was very concerned about the overall reputation of the royal family. He also urged Kangxi to make a secret visit.

Kangxi definitely took it in. The prince's struggle between wanting to punish the eldest prince and caring about everyone else's face was perfectly captured. His arguments were well-reasoned and showed he was very affectionate and righteous.

Kangxi needed to think about it, so he asked Yinreng to go back first. After thinking for a while, he decided to clarify the matter first. It shouldn't be the case. The money from Yinzhi's mansion should be enough to last for a while!

A review of the Prince of Zhi's account books reveals that he spent tens of thousands of taels just to build a temple and support monks. He also lost some of his capital in a single, unprofitable business venture. Before his death, the eldest wife of the emperor did indeed purchase a considerable amount of items for her daughter's wedding. This led Kangxi to believe Yinreng's claim that he was intervening in such matters for the sake of "imperial dignity."

He was tied up. Yinreng told two stories: one, that the eldest prince was saving a dowry for his daughter, and the other, that this was his motive for accusing the eldest prince. The former was true and easy to prove; the latter was false and difficult to understand. Now that the former had been proven, Kangxi tacitly accepted the latter as true.

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The Prince of Zhi's mansion was in the capital, and the crime scene was also in the capital, making it very convenient for investigation. All the officials of some importance knew that the emperor had a secret memorial system, which he used to communicate with various confidants, reporting strange things. If he knew something you thought he shouldn't know, it was normal, someone had reported him.

When Kangxi issued the order to investigate the actions of Prince Zhi, those who received it weren't surprised at all. They were just a little apprehensive. The capital was such a small place; how could he possibly not know about something so serious, especially one concerning the Great Thousand Emperor? They had played dumb before, wanting to avoid being the first to get caught in a scandal. Now that the old man had spoken, they even knew the victim's name, and who knew what evidence he held. They couldn't afford to implicate themselves just to protect Prince Zhi.

Having made up his mind, and realizing it wasn't an explicit decree, he boldly went to investigate, then wrote a cryptic report. He didn't claim the Prince of Zhi had forced someone to death, but simply stated that the business was lucrative. It was possible that the Prince of Zhi had taken over the lucrative business, but it was also possible that the original owner had died of poverty after handing it over. The rest, you can guess.

Even when Kangxi was angry, he was still a person who protected his shortcomings. After he calmed down, he realized that Yinzhi had a lot of business and could make a living in the future, so he thought he would restrain himself a little. This time, he did not criticize Yinzhi by name, but just pulled him over for a talk: "Can you make a living now?"

"Shekhan Ama asked if his son was doing well now."

"You have all been separated for a short time, and I'm afraid you don't know how to deal with the financial issues. Is there a famine?"

"No, my son also owns the Ciyuan estate, and now he's managing it. It's more than enough." He also acquired a few shops, which was definitely enough. Yinzhi and Yinreng had a very similar temperament. They were both raised with pampering, didn't like to complain, and loved to be the boss. This temper had hurt him this time.

Under normal circumstances, after expansion reaches a certain point, a balance is reached with other forces, and then there are checks and balances, preventing further incidents. After hearing Yinzhi's response, Kangxi recalled Yinreng's claim that the eldest prince had just lost his wife, and further questioning would be unkind, so he quietly brushed the matter aside. He didn't even mention the person involved, simply asking his subordinates to take care of the victim's family.

Yinzhi didn't even know what had happened, and it just passed. Just like that, could he be alert?

This is Kangxi. When he still has a good impression of you, he will handle anything you need without you having to worry about it. You won't even notice when the problem is resolved. This was the case with Yinreng, Yinzhi, and everyone else.

For this matter, Kangxi also ordered a summary of the economic situation of the princes who had been separated from their homes. After discovering that his other sons did not have the same deficit crisis as his eldest son, he felt relieved to deal with state affairs.

Guo Xiu, the Governor of Huguang whom he had re-promoted, did not disappoint him. He quickly listed eight proposals to eliminate old malpractices, including prohibiting torture, monopolizing lawsuits, and the establishment of outdated rules and factions, all of which were very good suggestions.

Yinreng was delighted to see that Kangxi agreed so quickly. The higher Guo Xiu's position, the more careful Mingzhu had to be.

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Shujia was becoming increasingly confused by the affairs of the imperial court. Even when Yinreng shared a few bits of information, she couldn't recall the individual resumes, only knowing a few key points. Ever since discovering Yinreng's scheming, she'd been thinking: "He's like this, so he should be a butterfly, right? But I didn't do anything!" Upon closer inspection, she couldn't find any significant historical events she'd altered. She was also panicked. She had no idea what had happened before. If something really went wrong, she wouldn't have a plan!

Of course, her unfamiliarity with the details of this history is an eternal pain in her heart.

I had no choice but to let go of the so-called plot and focus on the task at hand. Crossing the river by feeling the stones is a challenging task. I breathed a sigh of relief and cut the thread.

Since she got married, she has not made any clothes seriously. Now she only makes a few purses, cuts a few small items such as headbands, and the biggest needlework she has done is sewing two children's clothes for her son.

This forehead scarf in my hand is prepared to be made for the Empress Dowager soon. I will have to do some needlework later. It is the end of May and it is time to prepare the birthday gift for the Empress Dowager.

Next is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I also have to supervise the making of mooncakes.

Putting down the work in his hands, Shufu asked Xiuniu: "Where is the calendar?"

The so-called almanac is actually a name for several tables. The twelve months of the year, each with thirty days, look like a calendar, but in reality, it's a reminder. This instrument already had its prototype in the palace. According to palace custom, on occasions like the death anniversary of the previous emperor, everyone, including Kangxi, was required to wear plain clothing—meaning, clothing with sober colors and few ornaments. To serve as a reminder, a special table was created to serve as a reminder to the emperor.

Yinreng also has a copy.

As the imperial family grew in number, it became impossible to remember everything in her head. So, Shujia followed the old palace custom and kept a daily memorandum. Besides death anniversaries, she also kept a list of relatives' birthdays and annual festivals. If there were any new events to remember that year, she would slip a small note onto that page.

For example, in December there was a note for 'Conferring the Titles on the Consort Mother and the Second Concubine Mother'. Shujia's habit was to flip through the pages two or three pages ahead after reading that month's page to see if there was anything she needed to prepare in advance. And now, in July, it was Yinyou's birthday, and gifts needed to be prepared again.

Shujia discovered that her main responsibilities were limited to a few things: accepting and giving gifts, bearing and raising children, coaxing her husband, and managing her subordinates. OVER.

These problems themselves weren't difficult. She had enough money, a child, and a husband who was now black. The hard part was avoiding difficult situations that required her to smile and cry at the same time—Shujia practically ran away to get back to Changchun Garden!

There were two reasons for returning to the palace from Changchun Garden: first, the funeral of the first wife, and second, Yinreng's birthday. Yinreng's birthday was her family's affair, so it was easy to deal with. But the unfortunate thing was that it was the funeral of the first wife. In addition to going to the Prince Zhi's Mansion, of course he had to go to Zhongcui Palace.

The death of Concubine Hui's daughter-in-law is definitely a depressing thing, and she needs comfort. You have to put on a sad face to let her mourn, and you can't dress fancy.

Her tenant, Wei, has the good news of being enthroned in the second half of the year. Do you dare to go to her to congratulate her in plain clothes and wearing white flowers?

I believe this is something that everyone is troubled by.

Fortunately, I have escaped now. When I return, the funeral will have faded and the happy event will be celebrated again.

After reconfirming everything she needed to prepare, Shujia felt she needed to address the issues in the backyard. Of course, the term "backyard" actually refers to the "front yard" in Changchun Garden.

Ever since returning from Yuqing Palace, Li Jiashi had been worried again. Hongyang's health had already been poor, and perhaps he had been hurt by something at the funeral of the eldest wife, so he fell ill again. With Shujia's consent, she began to stay with Hongyang.

It was Li Jiashi who had to think. If she couldn't sense the hormones and resentment emanating from Li Jiashi anymore, she'd be truly clueless. There was no point in arguing about this; her husband absolutely wouldn't give in. What with first come first served, what with the legal wife versus the concubine, no matter who was right, if she wanted to protest, she could go to Master Kang!

All women can do is either die before getting married or fight after getting married, that's all.

Hongyang and Hongxi were already born, and Shujia had no choice but to treat them well. But if she continued to do nothing and let a bastard child emerge, she would be betraying both her son and herself!

Shujia knew that she was making a risky move, but she had to put pressure on Li Jia.

Li Jiashi was also actively using her brain. Yinreng had a wide range of interests and hobbies. When she and Li Jiashi divided the world, they each had their own characteristics. Although both were ladylike, Li Jiashi tended to be generous, while she was a delicate and pitiful girl.

I feel even more distressed about him during this period of illness.

Li Jia suddenly realized that she had not taken any action for a long time and had forgotten to please the other party.

Li Jiashi remained steadfast for several days, but to no avail. Her eerie aura grew even stronger. It was so intense that even Li Jiashi, who was caring for her son, noticed it, not to mention the servants who had always been around the masters. Li Jiashi noticed it, but she remained invisible. She wanted to see how the Crown Princess would handle it, and she also wanted to know... what would become of Li Jiashi. In fact, a real fight between the two would actually benefit her.

Xiuniu and the others couldn't help but say, "Master, did you look at that one? When you looked at the prince, your eyes turned green."

Shujia nearly choked on her tea. "Green? She's not a wolf! Is it obvious?"

Hongxiu nodded seriously: "Who can't see it?"

"Then why didn't the prince notice it?"

"You're still laughing!"

"Since she wants it, I'll give her this opportunity. I don't know if she can hold on to it."

"Master?!" It's so scary. Is there anyone in this palace who pushes her husband out?

Sooner or later this day will come. Instead of always taking precautions, it is better to just stop her from thinking about it.

This move was risky, but not without certainty. Shujia lowered her eyes. After years of understanding the affairs of the court, she still hadn't figured it out. But she did know Yinreng's preferences. If she didn't know the styles of the concubines, she would have wasted Eunuch Cui, a valuable resource.

Li Jia was wrong! The Crown Prince likes those who are open and uninhibited! The Crown Princess has been able to occupy the Crown Prince for so many years because she is open and flexible. Back then, the little bottoms who dared to openly seduce the Crown Prince almost kidnapped him. It was definitely not because of shyness! It was because they were good-looking and open-minded.

This isn't the difference between a main course and a side dish; it's simply the difference in preparation using the same ingredients. It's both barbecued meats, but yours is roasted to a charcoal, while theirs is tender and flavorful. It's obvious which one to choose. Even more detestable, those who know about this will never tell you! The Crown Prince has a ready-made choice and won't bother to teach you. The Crown Princess certainly won't tell you.

To put it bluntly, the Crown Princess had made Yinreng spoiled, and Li Jia was no longer his cup of tea.

This is a major aspect. This is the function of a concubine. A concubine who cannot arouse the prince's "interest" can only be used as a decoration. There are palace maids and eunuchs to open the curtains.

Anyway, on this day, when Yinreng was very happy, Shujia asked Li Jiashi: "You have been a little listless these past few days. Are you feeling unwell?"

Li Jia said softly, "I just feel a little chest tightness. It's hot after all."

This is just the beginning.

As mentioned earlier, the prince and his wife not only discuss matters, entertain their children, and tuck themselves into bed, but also hold private reading clubs. Seeing Yinreng still unsatisfied, Shujia mentioned Li Jiashi: "I don't know how she's doing. Why don't you go and see her? It was inconvenient when we weren't together before, but now that we're together, you should at least comfort her, right? A harmonious family is the best thing."

Yinreng never thought that the Crown Princess had any conspiracy. He was kind to others and did not show any pettiness. He treated his concubine very well. He even persuaded himself to come and see the concubine. Such behavior was impeccable.

He agreed: "Okay, I'll go take a look."

Shujia was waiting nervously in the room. She was simply committing suicide. The look in Hongxiu's eyes clearly said: You are being stupid.

Yinreng was right in his observation that Shujia was indeed very considerate of the material needs of the concubines. Many of the furnishings in Li Jia's bedroom were purchased for her by the Crown Princess, some of which Yinreng had seen before. He nodded in agreement.

Li Jia was leaning sideways, her hair a little disheveled, her face lightly powdered. Her surprise made Yinreng feel very comfortable: "Stay still, I'll take a look at you."

He lifted his skirt and sat down next to the patient.

Li Jia was secretly delighted. She was not sick to begin with, so she propped herself up and sat up: "I'm fine. The master came to see me. I'm really..." She choked up and turned her face to the side, revealing a 45-degree angle.

Yinreng coughed, turned his eyes away, and had a smile on his face.

Li Jiashi's bedroom contained a small self-ringing clock. It just so happened that the Crown Prince and his wife had just discussed the principle of the pendulum, the theoretical basis of modern clocks. Yinreng had been discussing this enthusiastically—but the court officials were unaware of discussing this with the Crown Prince. Kangxi wanted his son to be well-educated, but he didn't want him to be distracted by material things.

When I entered Li Jia's bedroom, I naturally saw the clock - it was ringing, and we were discussing it just now, which carried a psychological hint.

He casually scooped it up and asked, "Is this fallen here? Do you like it?" To the prince, this was actually a tease, a gesture of affection. To paraphrase a line from "The Story of the Palace of Great Ming," "I am the emperor, and all I have is the land." These guys reward people with high positions and generous salaries when they're nice.

Li Jia performed well, and Yinreng remembered that she had given birth to two daughters for him. He felt sorry for her because both of her daughters died, so he decided to take care of her.

Now that the Crown Prince had arrived, Li Jia Shi kept her goal in mind and continued, following Yinreng's words, "Yes, it was given to me by the Crown Princess some time ago. They are rare items in the harem, so the Crown Princess gave it to me as a gift. I like it very much. This Western item is really exquisite."

Speaking of exquisiteness, Yinreng wanted to talk about some fun, and said with a smile: "Not really."

Li Jia listened with surprise at first, and Yinreng wanted to continue. When he stopped talking and had been talking for a long time, he lowered his head and Li Jia's eyes had become as red as mosquito coils.

I forgot to mention, if you want to be a connoisseur, you have to have something in common with him, right? The Crown Princess has already spoken about household matters. Extracurricular interest groups… Li Jiashi couldn't understand anything the Crown Prince said, so how could she possibly understand the source of his words and how to solve a quadratic equation?

She wanted to learn and tried hard to listen, but isn't it too cruel to test someone who only knows addition, subtraction, multiplication and division with junior high school algebra problems?

Li Jiashi was truly studying hard, and she was also trying to control her expression as she listened. However, the Crown Princess was incredibly accurate in predicting everyone's intentions! Furthermore, Li Jiashi hadn't seen the Crown Prince for a long time, and her skill proficiency had significantly decreased.

Yinreng was a little bored, so Li Jia immediately adjusted her state, pretending to be panic-stricken and timidly said: "I am too stupid, the master is well-educated..." while gently touching the corner of her clothes.

Yinreng was really soft-hearted and stepped forward to rescue the poor clothes, and a pair of tender hands were obtained. Li Jia trembled slightly, and Yinreng felt a little itchy...

Then, hold it in your arms.

Still shaking...

Kiss my eyelids, they’re shaking again!

His lips slid down and trembled even more violently.

make persistent efforts.

Hey! Why don't you give me a personal response?

You you you you...you're shaking non-stop!

You're my concubine, right? It's not illegal for me to have sex with you, right? Why are you acting like I'm going to rape you?

Yinreng calmly placed the man on the couch and said, "Rest well."

I just told you, there are other options, why bother explaining? !

Li Jia was stunned! She and Yinreng had already given birth to two daughters, which showed that they got along well, and that the prince didn't dislike her. What was going on now?

To explain, in their past, the Crown Prince did whatever he wanted, and Li Jiashi just had to accept. It was too proactive, and well... she wasn't very open. After all, she had a formal education, not some kind of on-the-job training. Even if someone told her to "stop being so reserved," her natural habits were there. The fact that she bore two daughters for the Crown Prince proved it worked. Why would she be so "dissolute" and make the Crown Prince think she was frivolous when she could have sex respectably?

Fixed thinking kills people!

"Master! The prince has come out! I calculated the time, it's exactly a quarter of an hour!" Don't worry, there's nothing we can do, reported the gossipy eunuch Wu Mingli.

Shujia burst out laughing, and Hongxiu rolled her eyes at her. She whispered, "Go ahead and do what you want." If it were any other time, it would be fine, but it was obvious that Li Jia had intentions, and you were still throwing yourself into the tiger's mouth.

"What's wrong? I mean, when I left just now, you were standing in front of this clock. It was... the last quarter of the afternoon, and now it's the beginning of the evening... You were just standing there like that? What were you thinking about? So absorbed?"

Smiling brightly: "Is it okay if I miss you?"

Swish, swish, the sound of automatic clearing.

"You're so brave." He stepped forward, hugged her, and was hugged back, feeling warm. (Prince, it's summer now!)

A vague voice said, "Just say it if you dare to think about it. I really miss you."

"Just for a moment." Is she a little jealous? Actually, that's quite cute.

Being jealous requires skill, and showing it requires even more skill. "Is it not okay for me to feel this way every day? You control me!"

“They really are in charge…”

[Beep——]

The most exciting duel is the one that takes place behind the scenes, silently, without any audience, and even your opponent doesn’t know you made a move. It’s the kind of duel that you can only feel secretly happy about.

Just like the eldest brother of Bian Que who met Cai Henggong, he had the greatest ability but the least fame.

The key to palace fighting is to remain calm.

I am lonely indeed, Shujia thought a little boredly.

Loneliness is not bad. My child is about to go to kindergarten and I don’t want him to be too noisy.

I'm no fairy tale. Mortals have their own marriages. I'm not shy about talking about managing a relationship, nor am I afraid of being called mercenary. To get something, you have to pay for it. Just because the flower of love is beautiful, you shouldn't leave it on a cliff for others to pick. Forcing someone to pay for it is foolish behavior.

He doesn't understand, teach him slowly, he wants to run, Arya, get on the rope!

The author has something to say: Covering my face, I don’t know if I wrote it wrong TT

The second half of this chapter was so hard to write...

I wonder if this second young lady is sinister? Would this second prince be unpopular?

I was rambling and forgot to post the main text, so I'm posting it now. I didn't post it the first time... After 404 and 502, I pulled out another 504 error code! Hey! This is not math class, I've never been good at math TT

Kangxi liked to frequently change the positions of the six ministers and vice ministers. Anyway, the six ministers were divided between Manchus and Han Chinese, making twelve people; each had a left and right vice minister, and the left and right vice ministers were also divided between Manchus and Han Chinese, adding another twenty-four, not to mention the Censorate and the Lifanyuan, which were of similar or similar rank.

Even if there are no promotions or demotions, the current personnel on hand are enough for him to replace new people every year until they die! If you hear that someone has been transferred from the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue to the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, don't be surprised. This is just a normal personnel change.

But this time, things got a little strange. Temed had been transferred from Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Works to Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. He had served in the Imperial Household Department and was still holding the position concurrently. Yinreng couldn't help but think about it.

Unfortunately, Temed was strictly loyal to the emperor, so he didn't offer the crown prince much backdoor access. Otherwise, he could have hinted at giving the middle-level officials at the Prince of Zhi a failing grade. Wouldn't that have been too obvious? Yinreng silently repeated to himself three times: "I am a good man with a brotherly love for his fellow countrymen." Then, with this thought in mind, he decisively went to Kangxi with the indictment against his elder brother.

Filing a complaint is a technical job.

Some matters are best brought up openly, others are more effective behind closed doors. Some questions are best used to fuel the fire when the judge is angry, while others are best used to disrupt the atmosphere when the judge is pleased. Depending on the defendant's situation, the appropriate lines and timing for the complaint should also be tailored.

Yinreng had calculated exactly how to file the lawsuit against the eldest prince. If he did it too early, with the first wife having just died, Kangxi might have pitied him and let him go. If he did it too late, Kangxi might have learned about it from other sources, and it might not have been as effective as if he had personally filed the lawsuit himself. This kind of thing wasn't suitable for kicking someone when they were down; helping them when they were down would easily reveal his intentions. If he didn't speak up now, and waited until Yinzhi made a bigger mistake, people would start to wonder: Did you wait for this opportunity to come?

The timing is perfect. The death of the First Lady is like the extinguishing of a candle. Once the funeral is over, all the grief and sympathy for the eldest prince will pass. Feelings can save you from death, fork. It hasn't been that long since the eldest prince's crime, so speaking out won't arouse suspicion of your intentions and cause any consequences for your own side, fork.

When you file a complaint, be sincere and concerned, and remove yourself from the possibility of retaliation. Check the box.

Yinreng had inquired about the date, figuring the person on duty would be the least likely to tell Yinzhi the truth. With a notebook in hand, he drifted into Danning Residence. It was almost noon, Kangxi had finished his business, had breakfast, and hadn't yet turned over the cards; it was a perfect time for father and son to talk.

"Why did you think of coming to accompany me again?"

Yinreng smiled, his pigtails swaying slightly behind him: "Come and talk to Khan Ama about family matters."

Kangxi was originally holding a book and reading it. Hearing him say this, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised: "You can also talk about family matters?"

Yinreng secretly cried out in shame and curled his lips: "My son has a family too, why can't I talk about family matters?"

Kangxi put down the book and pointed at the kang with great interest: "Come and sit down. What do you want to say?"

"The fifth princess's wedding has been set for September."

"Hmm." Let's see what you are up to.

"The Fifth Princess's residence is built next to Fourth Brother's Prince's residence. They can take care of each other." There was a hint of envy in his tone.

Kangxi smiled and said, "Do you want to go out and take a look?"

Yinreng also smiled, a little embarrassed: "Yes, a little. Last time, Hongdan's mother went to his eighth brother's place and came back to say it was very lively. My son really wants to go out and see his brothers."

"It's a good idea of ​​yours. Go someday when you have time."

"Has it worked out for the Fifth Princess as well? I heard that outside the palace, there's even an exam to see if a brother-in-law can succeed." Yinreng became excited as he spoke.

Kangxi burst out laughing: "Your sister hasn't even gotten married yet, and you're already thinking about playing a trick on your brother-in-law? Okay! Got it!"

Yinreng suppressed his smile and gently shook the end of his braid: "Khan Ama really loves his daughter. After carefully selecting a son-in-law, he still wants his son to take the exam again."

What's the connection? Kangxi stepped down and paced a few steps: "Don't my sons and daughters love me equally? Do I not care about you anymore? Didn't I choose a good wife for you?"

Yinreng flung his braid briskly behind him and stood up. "Not really. I just said it out of inspiration. Parents all over the world love their children."

"?" He was even more confused. "Of course!"

"Is it the same for Khan Ama?"

Kangxi was a little angry: "Am I not a good father?"

Yinreng, as if in a difficult position, pulled out the small black letter from his boot hem with great difficulty and held it up with both hands: "Khan Ama just said that you are also a good father who loves your children. When you read it, remember what I said just now. After reading it, you are not allowed to be angry."

Kangxi reached out and took the black petition, then sat down on the kang before opening it and reading it. His brows furrowed as he looked at Yinreng with a sharp gaze: "Is this true? How did you know?"

The person making the complaint, never afraid of not responding, would kneel down and say, "I'm guilty. I didn't dare tell you a while ago. My eldest brother was grieving at the time, and it would have been unkind of me to question him about this. But this matter could be serious or minor, so I'd like to ask Khan Ama to send someone to investigate. If it's false, we can set the record straight and clear my eldest brother's name. If it's true, we can clean up the mess before it gets out of hand."

Kangxi mused to himself, "It's a law of the land that the imperial courts of Beijing are involved in all sorts of commercial affairs. Without a few businesses, a royal court wouldn't be able to survive." Even though rice prices are low, even in prosperous times, the level of extravagant consumption is incredibly high. Just a single birthday celebration with opera performances costs hundreds of taels, and a full birthday celebration costs thousands. Add in some rare treasures, and the expenses are outrageous.

Although each family had its own farm, as everyone knows, agriculture had the lowest added value. Therefore, Kangxi turned a blind eye to his relatives letting their followers and servants open shops.

Now that his son had gotten into this kind of trouble, he couldn't help but feel annoyed: "How am I going to deal with this? Is this actually true?"

Yinreng said gloomily, "It's hard to say. I think my son is fake."

"oh?"

"If my son is bothering my eldest brother, I should wait until he causes more trouble and then ask the censor to report him. But now he is so pitiful... As Khan Ama just said, he loves his children equally. Building a mansion and providing a dowry for the fifth princess is a fatherly act of Khan Ama's love. Now, please be more compassionate to my eldest brother. Don't make a big deal out of this. Just investigate quietly and let each family handle its own affairs."

Kangxi was righteous. He thought, no matter which of his own sons, it was fine for him to be picky, but he had to let them out in a respectable and presentable manner. Kangxi could tolerate such behavior in others, but he couldn't tolerate it for his own son. The deeper his love, the more severe his criticism. This was probably Kangxi's mood.

Hearing Yinreng using the same words as before to plead for Yinzhi, and seeing how his words were somewhat inconsistent and his logic was confusing, he laughed in anger: "You two brothers are in love! I'm sorry for your nonsense."

Yinreng said sternly, "Khan Ama, whether it's good or not is another matter. My eldest brother has four daughters, each getting older and older, ready to be married off, and now my eldest sister-in-law is gone. He loves his nieces, just as Khan Ama loves his sisters. My son...is not one to plead for others, let alone him," he muttered softly, "He's not very good at speaking. Rather than waiting for Khan Ama to find out from others, I'd rather let myself be the villain. After all, it's a royal honor."

His words had already confirmed Yinzhi's guilt, but he pretended to be innocent and was very concerned about the overall reputation of the royal family. He also urged Kangxi to make a secret visit.

Kangxi definitely took it in. The prince's struggle between wanting to punish the eldest prince and caring about everyone else's face was perfectly captured. His arguments were well-reasoned and showed he was very affectionate and righteous.

Kangxi needed to think about it, so he asked Yinreng to go back first. After thinking for a while, he decided to clarify the matter first. It shouldn't be the case. The money from Yinzhi's mansion should be enough to last for a while!

A review of the Prince of Zhi's account books reveals that he spent tens of thousands of taels just to build a temple and support monks. He also lost some of his capital in a single, unprofitable business venture. Before his death, the eldest wife of the emperor did indeed purchase a considerable amount of items for her daughter's wedding. This led Kangxi to believe Yinreng's claim that he was intervening in such matters for the sake of "imperial dignity."

He was tied up. Yinreng told two stories: one, that the eldest prince was saving a dowry for his daughter, and the other, that this was his motive for accusing the eldest prince. The former was true and easy to prove; the latter was false and difficult to understand. Now that the former had been proven, Kangxi tacitly accepted the latter as true.

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The Prince of Zhi's mansion was in the capital, and the crime scene was also in the capital, making it very convenient for investigation. All the officials of some importance knew that the emperor had a secret memorial system, which he used to communicate with various confidants, reporting strange things. If he knew something you thought he shouldn't know, it was normal, someone had reported him.

When Kangxi issued the order to investigate the actions of Prince Zhi, those who received it weren't surprised at all. They were just a little apprehensive. The capital was such a small place; how could he possibly not know about something so serious, especially one concerning the Great Thousand Emperor? They had played dumb before, wanting to avoid being the first to get caught in a scandal. Now that the old man had spoken, they even knew the victim's name, and who knew what evidence he held. They couldn't afford to implicate themselves just to protect Prince Zhi.

Having made up his mind, and realizing it wasn't an explicit decree, he boldly went to investigate, then wrote a cryptic report. He didn't claim the Prince of Zhi had forced someone to death, but simply stated that the business was lucrative. It was possible that the Prince of Zhi had taken over the lucrative business, but it was also possible that the original owner had died of poverty after handing it over. The rest, you can guess.

Even when Kangxi was angry, he was still a person who protected his shortcomings. After he calmed down, he realized that Yinzhi had a lot of business and could make a living in the future, so he thought he would restrain himself a little. This time, he did not criticize Yinzhi by name, but just pulled him over for a talk: "Can you make a living now?"

"Shekhan Ama asked if his son was doing well now."

"You have all been separated for a short time, and I'm afraid you don't know how to deal with the financial issues. Is there a famine?"

"No, my son also owns the Ciyuan estate, and now he's managing it. It's more than enough." He also acquired a few shops, which was definitely enough. Yinzhi and Yinreng had a very similar temperament. They were both raised with pampering, didn't like to complain, and loved to be the boss. This temper had hurt him this time.

Under normal circumstances, after expansion reaches a certain point, a balance is reached with other forces, and then there are checks and balances, preventing further incidents. After hearing Yinzhi's response, Kangxi recalled Yinreng's claim that the eldest prince had just lost his wife, and further questioning would be unkind, so he quietly brushed the matter aside. He didn't even mention the person involved, simply asking his subordinates to take care of the victim's family.

Yinzhi didn't even know what had happened, and it just passed. Just like that, could he be alert?

This is Kangxi. When he still has a good impression of you, he will handle anything you need without you having to worry about it. You won't even notice when the problem is resolved. This was the case with Yinreng, Yinzhi, and everyone else.

For this matter, Kangxi also ordered a summary of the economic situation of the princes who had been separated from their homes. After discovering that his other sons did not have the same deficit crisis as his eldest son, he felt relieved to deal with state affairs.

Guo Xiu, the Governor of Huguang whom he had re-promoted, did not disappoint him. He quickly listed eight proposals to eliminate old malpractices, including prohibiting torture, monopolizing lawsuits, and the establishment of outdated rules and factions, all of which were very good suggestions.

Yinreng was delighted to see that Kangxi agreed so quickly. The higher Guo Xiu's position, the more careful Mingzhu had to be.

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Shujia was becoming increasingly confused by the affairs of the imperial court. Even when Yinreng shared a few bits of information, she couldn't recall the individual resumes, only knowing a few key points. Ever since discovering Yinreng's scheming, she'd been thinking: "He's like this, so he should be a butterfly, right? But I didn't do anything!" Upon closer inspection, she couldn't find any significant historical events she'd altered. She was also panicked. She had no idea what had happened before. If something really went wrong, she wouldn't have a plan!

Of course, her unfamiliarity with the details of this history is an eternal pain in her heart.

I had no choice but to let go of the so-called plot and focus on the task at hand. Crossing the river by feeling the stones is a challenging task. I breathed a sigh of relief and cut the thread.

Since she got married, she has not made any clothes seriously. Now she only makes a few purses, cuts a few small items such as headbands, and the biggest needlework she has done is sewing two children's clothes for her son.

This forehead scarf in my hand is prepared to be made for the Empress Dowager soon. I will have to do some needlework later. It is the end of May and it is time to prepare the birthday gift for the Empress Dowager.

Next is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I also have to supervise the making of mooncakes.

Putting down the work in his hands, Shufu asked Xiuniu: "Where is the calendar?"

The so-called almanac is actually a name for several tables. The twelve months of the year, each with thirty days, look like a calendar, but in reality, it's a reminder. This instrument already had its prototype in the palace. According to palace custom, on occasions like the death anniversary of the previous emperor, everyone, including Kangxi, was required to wear plain clothing—meaning, clothing with sober colors and few ornaments. To serve as a reminder, a special table was created to serve as a reminder to the emperor.

Yinreng also has a copy.

As the imperial family grew in number, it became impossible to remember everything in her head. So, Shujia followed the old palace custom and kept a daily memorandum. Besides death anniversaries, she also kept a list of relatives' birthdays and annual festivals. If there were any new events to remember that year, she would slip a small note onto that page.

For example, in December there was a note for 'Conferring the Titles on the Consort Mother and the Second Concubine Mother'. Shujia's habit was to flip through the pages two or three pages ahead after reading that month's page to see if there was anything she needed to prepare in advance. And now, in July, it was Yinyou's birthday, and gifts needed to be prepared again.

Shujia discovered that her main responsibilities were limited to a few things: accepting and giving gifts, bearing and raising children, coaxing her husband, and managing her subordinates. OVER.

These problems themselves weren't difficult. She had enough money, a child, and a husband who was now black. The hard part was avoiding difficult situations that required her to smile and cry at the same time—Shujia practically ran away to get back to Changchun Garden!

There were two reasons for returning to the palace from Changchun Garden: first, the funeral of the first wife, and second, Yinreng's birthday. Yinreng's birthday was her family's affair, so it was easy to deal with. But the unfortunate thing was that it was the funeral of the first wife. In addition to going to the Prince Zhi's Mansion, of course he had to go to Zhongcui Palace.

The death of Concubine Hui's daughter-in-law is definitely a depressing thing, and she needs comfort. You have to put on a sad face to let her mourn, and you can't dress fancy.

Her tenant, Wei, has the good news of being enthroned in the second half of the year. Do you dare to go to her to congratulate her in plain clothes and wearing white flowers?

I believe this is something that everyone is troubled by.

Fortunately, I have escaped now. When I return, the funeral will have faded and the happy event will be celebrated again.

After reconfirming everything she needed to prepare, Shujia felt she needed to address the issues in the backyard. Of course, the term "backyard" actually refers to the "front yard" in Changchun Garden.

Ever since returning from Yuqing Palace, Li Jiashi had been worried again. Hongyang's health had already been poor, and perhaps he had been hurt by something at the funeral of the eldest wife, so he fell ill again. With Shujia's consent, she began to stay with Hongyang.

It was Li Jiashi who had to think. If she couldn't sense the hormones and resentment emanating from Li Jiashi anymore, she'd be truly clueless. There was no point in arguing about this; her husband absolutely wouldn't give in. What with first come first served, what with the legal wife versus the concubine, no matter who was right, if she wanted to protest, she could go to Master Kang!

All women can do is either die before getting married or fight after getting married, that's all.

Hongyang and Hongxi were already born, and Shujia had no choice but to treat them well. But if she continued to do nothing and let a bastard child emerge, she would be betraying both her son and herself!

Shujia knew that she was making a risky move, but she had to put pressure on Li Jia.

Li Jiashi was also actively using her brain. Yinreng had a wide range of interests and hobbies. When she and Li Jiashi divided the world, they each had their own characteristics. Although both were ladylike, Li Jiashi tended to be generous, while she was a delicate and pitiful girl.

I feel even more distressed about him during this period of illness.

Li Jia suddenly realized that she had not taken any action for a long time and had forgotten to please the other party.

Li Jiashi remained steadfast for several days, but to no avail. Her eerie aura grew even stronger. It was so intense that even Li Jiashi, who was caring for her son, noticed it, not to mention the servants who had always been around the masters. Li Jiashi noticed it, but she remained invisible. She wanted to see how the Crown Princess would handle it, and she also wanted to know... what would become of Li Jiashi. In fact, a real fight between the two would actually benefit her.

Xiuniu and the others couldn't help but say, "Master, did you look at that one? When you looked at the prince, your eyes turned green."

Shujia nearly choked on her tea. "Green? She's not a wolf! Is it obvious?"

Hongxiu nodded seriously: "Who can't see it?"

"Then why didn't the prince notice it?"

"You're still laughing!"

"Since she wants it, I'll give her this opportunity. I don't know if she can hold on to it."

"Master?!" It's so scary. Is there anyone in this palace who pushes her husband out?

Sooner or later this day will come. Instead of always taking precautions, it is better to just stop her from thinking about it.

This move was risky, but not without certainty. Shujia lowered her eyes. After years of understanding the affairs of the court, she still hadn't figured it out. But she did know Yinreng's preferences. If she didn't know the styles of the concubines, she would have wasted Eunuch Cui, a valuable resource.

Li Jia was wrong! The Crown Prince likes those who are open and uninhibited! The Crown Princess has been able to occupy the Crown Prince for so many years because she is open and flexible. Back then, the little bottoms who dared to openly seduce the Crown Prince almost kidnapped him. It was definitely not because of shyness! It was because they were good-looking and open-minded.

This isn't the difference between a main course and a side dish; it's simply the difference in preparation using the same ingredients. It's both barbecued meats, but yours is roasted to a charcoal, while theirs is tender and flavorful. It's obvious which one to choose. Even more detestable, those who know about this will never tell you! The Crown Prince has a ready-made choice and won't bother to teach you. The Crown Princess certainly won't tell you.

To put it bluntly, the Crown Princess had made Yinreng spoiled, and Li Jia was no longer his cup of tea.

This is a major aspect. This is the function of a concubine. A concubine who cannot arouse the prince's "interest" can only be used as a decoration. There are palace maids and eunuchs to open the curtains.

Anyway, on this day, when Yinreng was very happy, Shujia asked Li Jiashi: "You have been a little listless these past few days. Are you feeling unwell?"

Li Jia said softly, "I just feel a little chest tightness. It's hot after all."

This is just the beginning.

As mentioned earlier, the prince and his wife not only discuss matters, entertain their children, and tuck themselves into bed, but also hold private reading clubs. Seeing Yinreng still unsatisfied, Shujia mentioned Li Jiashi: "I don't know how she's doing. Why don't you go and see her? It was inconvenient when we weren't together before, but now that we're together, you should at least comfort her, right? A harmonious family is the best thing."

Yinreng never thought that the Crown Princess had any conspiracy. He was kind to others and did not show any pettiness. He treated his concubine very well. He even persuaded himself to come and see the concubine. Such behavior was impeccable.

He agreed: "Okay, I'll go take a look."

Shujia was waiting nervously in the room. She was simply committing suicide. The look in Hongxiu's eyes clearly said: You are being stupid.

Yinreng was right in his observation that Shujia was indeed very considerate of the material needs of the concubines. Many of the furnishings in Li Jia's bedroom were purchased for her by the Crown Princess, some of which Yinreng had seen before. He nodded in agreement.

Li Jia was leaning sideways, her hair a little disheveled, her face lightly powdered. Her surprise made Yinreng feel very comfortable: "Stay still, I'll take a look at you."

He lifted his skirt and sat down next to the patient.

Li Jia was secretly delighted. She was not sick to begin with, so she propped herself up and sat up: "I'm fine. The master came to see me. I'm really..." She choked up and turned her face to the side, revealing a 45-degree angle.

Yinreng coughed, turned his eyes away, and had a smile on his face.

Li Jiashi's bedroom contained a small self-ringing clock. It just so happened that the Crown Prince and his wife had just discussed the principle of the pendulum, the theoretical basis of modern clocks. Yinreng had been discussing this enthusiastically—but the court officials were unaware of discussing this with the Crown Prince. Kangxi wanted his son to be well-educated, but he didn't want him to be distracted by material things.

When I entered Li Jia's bedroom, I naturally saw the clock - it was ringing, and we were discussing it just now, which carried a psychological hint.

He casually scooped it up and asked, "Is this fallen here? Do you like it?" To the prince, this was actually a tease, a gesture of affection. To paraphrase a line from "The Story of the Palace of Great Ming," "I am the emperor, and all I have is the land." These guys reward people with high positions and generous salaries when they're nice.

Li Jia performed well, and Yinreng remembered that she had given birth to two daughters for him. He felt sorry for her because both of her daughters died, so he decided to take care of her.

Now that the Crown Prince had arrived, Li Jia Shi kept her goal in mind and continued, following Yinreng's words, "Yes, it was given to me by the Crown Princess some time ago. They are rare items in the harem, so the Crown Princess gave it to me as a gift. I like it very much. This Western item is really exquisite."

Speaking of exquisiteness, Yinreng wanted to talk about some fun, and said with a smile: "Not really."

Li Jia listened with surprise at first, and Yinreng wanted to continue. When he stopped talking and had been talking for a long time, he lowered his head and Li Jia's eyes had become as red as mosquito coils.

I forgot to mention, if you want to be a connoisseur, you have to have something in common with him, right? The Crown Princess has already spoken about household matters. Extracurricular interest groups… Li Jiashi couldn't understand anything the Crown Prince said, so how could she possibly understand the source of his words and how to solve a quadratic equation?

She wanted to learn and tried hard to listen, but isn't it too cruel to test someone who only knows addition, subtraction, multiplication and division with junior high school algebra problems?

Li Jiashi was truly studying hard, and she was also trying to control her expression as she listened. However, the Crown Princess was incredibly accurate in predicting everyone's intentions! Furthermore, Li Jiashi hadn't seen the Crown Prince for a long time, and her skill proficiency had significantly decreased.

Yinreng was a little bored, so Li Jia immediately adjusted her state, pretending to be panic-stricken and timidly said: "I am too stupid, the master is well-educated..." while gently touching the corner of her clothes.

Yinreng was really soft-hearted and stepped forward to rescue the poor clothes, and a pair of tender hands were obtained. Li Jia trembled slightly, and Yinreng felt a little itchy...

Then, hold it in your arms.

Still shaking...

Kiss my eyelids, they’re shaking again!

His lips slid down and trembled even more violently.

make persistent efforts.

Hey! Why don't you give me a personal response?

You you you you...you're shaking non-stop!

You're my concubine, right? It's not illegal for me to have sex with you, right? Why are you acting like I'm going to rape you?

Yinreng calmly placed the man on the couch and said, "Rest well."

I just told you, there are other options, why bother explaining? !

Li Jia was stunned! She and Yinreng had already given birth to two daughters, which showed that they got along well, and that the prince didn't dislike her. What was going on now?

To explain, in their past, the Crown Prince did whatever he wanted, and Li Jiashi just had to accept. It was too proactive, and well... she wasn't very open. After all, she had a formal education, not some kind of on-the-job training. Even if someone told her to "stop being so reserved," her natural habits were there. The fact that she bore two daughters for the Crown Prince proved it worked. Why would she be so "dissolute" and make the Crown Prince think she was frivolous when she could have sex respectably?

Fixed thinking kills people!

"Master! The prince has come out! I calculated the time, it's exactly a quarter of an hour!" Don't worry, there's nothing we can do, reported the gossipy eunuch Wu Mingli.

Shujia burst out laughing, and Hongxiu rolled her eyes at her. She whispered, "Go ahead and do what you want." If it were any other time, it would be fine, but it was obvious that Li Jia had intentions, and you were still throwing yourself into the tiger's mouth.

"What's wrong? I mean, when I left just now, you were standing in front of this clock. It was... the last quarter of the afternoon, and now it's the beginning of the evening... You were just standing there like that? What were you thinking about? So absorbed?"

Smiling brightly: "Is it okay if I miss you?"

Swish, swish, the sound of automatic clearing.

"You're so brave." He stepped forward, hugged her, and was hugged back, feeling warm. (Prince, it's summer now!)

A vague voice said, "Just say it if you dare to think about it. I really miss you."

"Just for a moment." Is she a little jealous? Actually, that's quite cute.

Being jealous requires skill, and showing it requires even more skill. "Is it not okay for me to feel this way every day? You control me!"

“They really are in charge…”

[Beep——]

The most exciting duel is the one that takes place behind the scenes, silently, without any audience, and even your opponent doesn’t know you made a move. It’s the kind of duel that you can only feel secretly happy about.

Just like the eldest brother of Bian Que who met Cai Henggong, he had the greatest ability but the least fame.

The key to palace fighting is to remain calm.

I am lonely indeed, Shujia thought a little boredly.

Loneliness is not bad. My child is about to go to kindergarten and I don’t want him to be too noisy.

I'm no fairy tale. Mortals have their own marriages. I'm not shy about talking about managing a relationship, nor am I afraid of being called mercenary. To get something, you have to pay for it. Just because the flower of love is beautiful, you shouldn't leave it on a cliff for others to pick. Forcing someone to pay for it is foolish behavior.

He doesn't understand, teach him slowly, he wants to run, Arya, get on the rope!