Chapter Seventy-Nine
After the titles were conferred, the Ministry of Works began to build mansions for each prince and nobleman.
It took quite a while from drawing up the blueprints to starting construction.
Yinreng didn't pay attention; after all, he couldn't leave the palace, and the house being built wasn't even his.
The three chubby little ones have already started to talk. As an incredibly good father, Yinreng still hopes to be involved in every moment of his sons' growth.
I went to disaster relief for several months before, and when I came back, my son didn't even recognize me.
Although he could call him "Father" like Hongyao, Yinreng was certain that they were just mimicking him and didn't understand the meaning behind it.
Sure enough, after Yinreng humbled himself and played with the three little babies in the main courtyard of Yuqing Palace, the three chubby babies quickly became familiar with Yinreng.
"Father, Father." Hongyang, who couldn't quite express himself clearly, tugged at Yinreng's clothes, wanting to hang himself on his father for fun.
"Father." Hongxuan lay down next to Yinreng, thankfully there was a thick carpet on the floor.
"Big pot, Ama, play." Hongtun, sitting on the ground, held a small toy and waved his little hands, as if beckoning them to come and play together.
Yinreng was surrounded by babies, and he stroked their little heads with a smile. Suddenly, he remembered something: his eldest brother wanted to compete with him to see who was the best man in the Qing Dynasty.
laugh!
How could the eldest son compare to me? In terms of how he treats the Emperor, he is definitely less stern than the eldest son; in terms of how he treats the Crown Princess, he is consistent; and in terms of how he treats his son, I can still kiss, hug, and lift him up high with all my love.
Even though no comparison was proposed and Yinti was not present, Yinreng was still very happy at this moment.
I won against the boss again.
"Yes, I'll play with Brother Hongyang and Brother Hongxuan." Yinreng suddenly realized that since the eldest son had already been granted the title of Prince Zhi, he could no longer be called the First Prince.
He reached out and patted Hongyao's little head. "From today onwards, Hongyao is the eldest prince, Hongyang is the second prince, Hongxuan is the third prince, and Hongtun is the fourth prince..."
Hongyao's eyes widened, and his childish voice was filled with surprise as he asked, "Then, Father, is Hongyao... going to become an uncle?"
"What do you mean by becoming an uncle?" Yinreng sometimes found it really hard to understand children's thought processes. For example, Hongyao's thoughts at this moment left Yinreng completely baffled.
“The eldest uncle is the eldest prince. If I become the eldest prince, then… I am the eldest uncle?” Hongyao didn’t understand the meaning yet and nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Fortunately, Hongyao didn't address Yinreng as "Second Brother," otherwise he would have been in serious trouble today.
"No, that's not it." Yinreng began to tell his son about the taboos in the inner palace, about the unspoken rules of address in certain matters.
As for why Hongyao didn't understand, it must be because he forgot to tell Hongyao why he didn't blame the Crown Princess. That must be because he forgot to remind the Crown Princess about this.
As a virtuous man of the Qing Dynasty, Yinreng held his sons and spoke in a gentle, noble, and elegant voice.
Even though Hongyao is already six years old, he can't take leave for the New Year's Eve banquet. There are only three chubby little babies who are not yet one year old... Oh, they'll be one year old soon, the next day is New Year's Day.
However, Kangxi was still worried that the child might have been exposed to a cold wind when they carried him out. He decided to prioritize the child's health and leave him in Yuqing Palace. He would bring him over to see the child when the weather got warmer.
Hongyao sat with Yinreng in the men's quarters, including Hongsheng, the eldest son of Prince Heng.
They weren't that far apart in age, and Hongyao, being the eldest brother, set a good example by taking the initiative to chat and talk, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
At this time, she had not yet left the palace to establish her own residence, but because her third master had become a prince, Dong Eshi was in a relaxed and happy mood, chatting casually with the fourth prince's wife, Guarjia.
Fifth Prince's wife, Lady Tatara, kept her head down, seemingly lost in thought. Seventh Prince's wife occasionally spoke to Fifth Prince's wife beside her.
As the favored consort of the Eighth Prince, Lady Guoluo was still as bright and flamboyant as ever. Occasionally, when she spoke to other consorts, she would be a little sarcastic, and not many people liked to chat with her.
Jialuo was sitting quite far from the Eighth Prince's wife, chatting with the First Prince's wife. Occasionally, she would hear the sounds coming from the other side, but Jialuo had no intention of intervening. "You can chat however you want, what does it have to do with me?"
Seeing that even the Crown Princess was indifferent, the First Princess Consort was even less inclined to care. As for the Eighth Prince's wife, she was competitive and always made sarcastic remarks about how she hadn't given her eldest brother a son all these years. Don't think the First Princess Consort didn't understand the sarcasm in her tone.
The Eighth Prince's wife, Lady Guoluo, who was ignored by the other wives of the royal family, never examined whether it was her fault. She only believed that these people were neglecting her because they looked down on her Eighth Prince.
Hmph, their Eighth Master is incredibly talented and ambitious; he'll definitely rise to power by stepping on them in the future.
Just wait and see.
Then, she started chatting with the Fifth and Seventh Prince's wives, her words revealing the Eighth Prince's affection for her, saying things like, "This hairpin of mine is so special, our master bought it for me..."
The Fifth and Seventh Prince's wives were completely out of favor and were even overshadowed by the other princesses in the inner palace, which made them feel very aggrieved.
After showing off, the Eighth Prince's wife, Lady Guoluo, then mocked them for not being able to control the princesses below them, saying they were being taken advantage of.
Who wants to listen?
There was nothing they could do; their seats were so close to the Eighth Prince's wife.
Seeing her two sisters-in-law in such a sorry state, and finding the Eighth Princess's chatter a bit noisy, the Third Princess raised an eyebrow at her and said, "Speaking of which, Eighth Sister-in-law has been married to Eighth Brother for so long, why haven't you found happiness yet?"
"Yes, didn't Eighth Sister-in-law say she was pampered? She's been doting on you the most, yet you haven't gotten pregnant yet?" Seventh Princess asked with a hint of jealousy. What's so great about it? It's just a man, isn't it?
When I get back tonight, I'm going to... I'm going to... hold Seventh Master down and not let him leave!
As the Eighth Prince's wives repeatedly questioned her about this matter, her arrogant and smug expression softened slightly. "Well, well, it's just that the time for having children hasn't come yet."
Apart from the unfavored Fifth and Seventh Prince Consorts, all the other consorts had conceived, except for the Fourth Prince Consort who suffered a miscarriage.
"Then we'd better hurry." The Third Prince's wife thought there was nothing for the Eighth Prince's wife to be so smug about. She was just a petty person who had gotten ahead. Even the Crown Princess, who was favored by the Crown Prince and had given birth to four sons, was not as smug as her. What a scoundrel she was, and her father was still a criminal.
"Yes, Eighth Sister-in-law, you'd better hurry up." The First Madam also turned around, seemingly reassuring her in a very considerate tone.
Giving birth to a princess means I can still have more children.
And you, a woman who has never conceived, don't even know if you can have children.
The Eighth Prince's wife thought the First Prince's wife was really vicious. What business is it of yours whether I give birth or not? No wonder she could only give birth to four daughters.
Serves them right.
The first to speak sarcastically to his wife, the Third Prince's wife, cursed that her son would die tonight!
Despite harboring resentment in her heart, she didn't show it on her face, smiling as she faced all the difficulties, treating them as necessary hardships on her road to success. "Thank you for your concern, sister-in-law."
After the palace banquet, the Eighth Prince's wife returned to the prince's residence with him. She was still upset about being harassed and even told the Eighth Prince about it.
“I don’t know what I did to offend Third Sister-in-law, but I don’t usually have any interaction with her. Master, did Third Brother give Third Sister-in-law some hint? Could it be that in court…” Eighth Prince Consort Guo Luoluo immediately began to whisper in her ear.
"No, right?" Yinzhi thought about the recent events in the court. It had nothing to do with his third brother. Besides, the national treasury was collecting debts... Apart from himself, there were also his eldest and fifth brothers involved. It shouldn't involve him.
"Besides Third Sister-in-law, Eldest Sister-in-law is also mocking us." She said she can't have children... isn't that implying Eighth Brother is infertile? How could that be? Doesn't he know whether he's fertile or not?
Of course, Guo Luoluo didn't think it was because she couldn't have children. She just thought it was because the time for her to have offspring hadn't come yet. Wasn't it normal that her fourth sister-in-law only got pregnant so long after her marriage to her fourth brother?
Yinzhi was unaware of what had happened in the women's quarters. Hearing his wife's words, he couldn't help but think of the different treatment his father, the Emperor, had given him.
He thought it was because his status as a prince had affected his wife's social interactions.
He held his wife tenderly; it was all his fault… no, it wasn't his fault, it was his father…
Her eyelashes drooped, obscuring all the beauty and color in her eyes. From childhood to adulthood, she had felt admiration, incomprehension, and resentment towards her father, the Emperor…
"Fujin, no, we won't always be like this." Yinzhi was ambitious, and Guoluo knew about his ambition.
“Yes, we certainly won’t stay like this forever. By the way, Yinzhi, I heard that Ninth Brother is getting very close to Yuqing Palace…” Guo Luoluo felt that Ninth Brother and Yinzhi had such a good relationship before, so why was he getting closer to Yuqing Palace?
Did I betray them?
"Ninth Brother is just doing business with Second Sister-in-law..." Yinzhi frowned slightly when he said this. Only the first Western clock project involved him, and he was given a share of the profits.
However, as Ninth Brother's business grows bigger and bigger, Western clocks have gradually been researched and developed, and the business is no longer as popular as it was at the beginning. Naturally, the profits from dividends are decreasing.
He did not get involved in his ninth brother's other businesses.
Later, when he offered money to his ninth brother to invest, his ninth brother refused, saying something like, "I don't need to now, I have enough funds on hand."
Yinzhi knew that he had not severed ties with Yuqing Palace, and that his ninth brother was still doing business with Yuqing Palace's second sister-in-law.
Not only did the dividends go to the Crown Prince, but also to the Emperor, yet... he himself was left out.
“But it’s not just about doing business. Didn’t the Crown Prince take his Ninth and Tenth Brothers with him when he went to provide disaster relief? Was he trying to win them over, or… have they already…” Lady Guo Luoluo didn’t believe it was that simple. She was sure they had been won over, but because her husband was now on the First Prince’s side and didn’t trust them, he deliberately didn’t tell them.
The Eighth Prince's Consort, Lady Guoluo, also shared her suspicions with Yinzhi. Yinzhi did not reply, and the color in his eyes became slightly obscure and dark.
Once New Year's Eve is over, the next morning is for ancestor worship, followed by the first birthday celebration for three chubby babies.
When Hongyao learned what the first birthday ceremony represented, he enthusiastically suggested that his three younger brothers practice it twice first, believing that they would surely make a name for themselves and become outstanding Baturu as capable as him in the future.
But his mother and father both rejected his suggestion, saying that it only works the first time.
That……
"Can't we secretly have our younger brothers choose their first birthday presents first, and then let them choose other items?" Ever since Hongyao learned that each item in the first birthday presents represented a different meaning, he felt that he couldn't let his younger brothers lose face in front of outsiders.
She was afraid that others would laugh at her younger brothers. Although she didn't care, what if her brothers grew up and heard those bad things from others, and they were unhappy?
Yinreng and Jialuo felt helpless about Hongyao's nervousness and worry. "There's no need to be so nervous. It really doesn't mean anything. It's like back then, you packed up and took everything from the first birthday celebration with you, but you're not good at everything now, like playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, or swordsmanship."
Jialuo gently coaxed her son, perhaps Hongyao had misunderstood her explanation?
"Mother, I... I just haven't learned it yet. I'm only five years old. I'll definitely learn everything in the future." Hongyao didn't think he couldn't learn it at all. Was I really that amazing when I was little? I'll definitely be a genius in the future.
Jialuo had no idea that her explanation would give Hongyao such thoughts and ideas, and she became so proud and arrogant that she thought she was a genius.
Yinreng, standing beside them, watched them with a slight smile. They never bothered with such superficial things as the preliminary rounds.
So, until the day of the baby's first birthday celebration, Hongyao hadn't managed to get any of the items for the ceremony. He could only watch nervously as his younger brother made a fool of himself on the day of the ceremony.
Fortunately, there weren't many people there. Besides the Emperor, the Imperial Prince and his wife, there were only a few close relatives, as well as people from the families of Hesheli, Fucha, and Wuya.
After all, he had just finished collecting his debts, and Yinreng was not the kind of person who would make a big fuss about it just to show off his son. Who knew if any of those officials held a grudge?
His son is so adorable; safety is the most important thing, both now and in the future.
By this time, a number of people had gathered around the three little cubs. They were so cute and adorable, I really love them.
Many of the wives who had 'purchased' Jialuo's fertility secret formula have naturally reaped the rewards of their efforts over the years, with many even giving birth to a son.
How could anyone not like Jia Luo?
So they all crowded around the Crown Princess, occasionally praising how outstanding her four sons were.
Jialuo was naturally happy to be pampered.
She has good taste; how could my son not be outstanding? Although she knows it's just empty flattery, she doesn't mind; as long as it makes her happy, that's enough.
Hongyao also hopes that his younger brothers can replicate his past glory and see how impressive his record is.
Unfortunately, the second brother took a small bow, the third brother took a golden abacus, and the fourth brother took a book.
It was perfectly normal, nothing like what I was worried about: what if all three younger brothers wanted to take all the items from the baby's first birthday celebration?
disappointment.
No, I can't let my brothers down. Clenching her little fists in a fighting spirit, her childish voice was full of energy, "My little brother is amazing. He's good at everything, from academics to martial arts, and he can even do math. He's a true all-around genius."
He couldn't resist telling everyone how amazing his younger brother was. His bright, obsidian-like eyes looked at all the uncles and elders present, as well as his grandfather.
Who could bear to expose his little scheme? Anyway, with the Emperor around, none of the princes dared to.
“Yes, Hong… this second son looks like his eldest uncle. In the future, his eldest uncle will take you horseback riding and archery.” Yinti praised him first, but as soon as he said it, he forgot what the second son of the Crown Prince’s family was called.
Maybe... it's because they're both the second oldest, which makes me feel disgusted?
And he looks so much like the Crown Prince.
"Uncle, my second brother's name is Hongyang, just like the 'Yao' in Hongyao. Both mean bright sunshine, symbolizing that we, like the sun, will shine on the land of the Qing Dynasty and become the Baturu who will support the Qing Dynasty in the future." Hongyao explained in a seemingly serious manner, combining what his father and mother had said to make himself seem particularly cultured.
"Yes, yes, yes, my third nephew is just like me. Ninth Uncle also likes to use the abacus." Yinzhen praised Hongxuan with a smile, indicating that there was a worthy successor. "It's good that he can do accounting. That way, he won't be cheated out of his money."
“My third brother’s name is Hongxuan, Ninth Uncle, you must remember it.” Hongyao felt that Ninth Uncle was really too much. He had come so many times and still hadn’t remembered his third brother’s name.
"Yes, yes, Hongxuan, how could your Ninth Uncle not know? It's just that calling you Third Nephew is more affectionate. You see, your Ninth Uncle often calls you Eldest Nephew, but does your Ninth Uncle not remember that your name is Hongyao? Tenth Brother, don't you think so?" Yintang explained unreasonably. How could he admit to being an incompetent uncle in front of his eldest nephew?
"Yes, yes, Ninth Brother is right. Hongyao, what you said really hurt Ninth Uncle and Tenth Uncle's feelings. Look, we even brought gifts to give to you." Hmm, let's not talk about the little nephew anymore, because it seems that Tenth Uncle has also forgotten their names.
As he spoke, he opened the gold box, which was filled with various glittering little toys that looked like ornaments. The key point was that the jade and jewelry were not cheap.
Hongyao nodded in satisfaction and accepted the gift for his younger brother with a smile, saying, "As expected, Ninth Uncle and Tenth Uncle are the best."
This statement sparked a wave of gift-giving, with people saying, "This is for my third uncle."
"This is for my eldest uncle. He also prepared one. Oh dear, Ninth Prince and Tenth Prince, you two beat me to it." Yinqi didn't remember when he left, but the First Princess Consort did.
Although Yinti felt it was unnecessary to go to such trouble, he still insisted on bringing it along, after all, Yinreng had given him such a precious gift.
It's almost time, almost three years. Just bear with it a little longer, there are still six months left.
Kangxi stood there silently, letting his descendants show their brotherly affection, but he felt a little uncomfortable hearing Hongyao say, "Ninth Uncle and Tenth Uncle are the best."
What did the ninth and tenth brothers do? How could they possibly be qualified to be the best?
However, with his sons all so generously giving gifts, it would seem like he's fighting with them if he were to go up and give them jade pendants... How could a father get involved in his sons' infighting?
He reluctantly withdrew his gaze, but after they finished giving their gifts, he still stepped forward and presented each child with a token of his heartfelt wishes as the Emperor.
Hongyao sweetly praised him again, saying, "Grandpa Emperor is the best," and Kangxi nodded in satisfaction, though he didn't show it on his face.
They thought the joyful days would continue until after the Spring Festival, but on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Prince Cheng accompanied his wife back to her parents' home, and that very night, their eldest son, Hongqing, developed a high fever.
The fever came on fiercely, and the Third Princess stayed up all night, keeping Hongqing by her side, but Hongqing's high fever wouldn't go down.
The Third Prince's wife was terrified. How could her high fever persist? She cried in fear, but crying was useless, as several imperial physicians had already arrived.
Emperor Kangxi only learned of this matter after he got up. He sent most of the imperial physicians on duty to the Imperial Hospital, as well as some antipyretic herbs, as a reward.
Kangxi did have a little affection for this grandson he wasn't very close to, after all, he was his own bloodline, but more than that... he didn't.
Seeing that the third prince looked somewhat haggard when he went to court, Emperor Kangxi granted him leave to stay home for a few days to take good care of his eldest son, Hongqing.
It would be heartbreaking if something happened to a child this old.
However, it must be said that the third prince's luck with offspring was really not good. It wasn't that the concubines and princesses in the backyard hadn't gotten pregnant or given birth to sons, but they all died.
There were only two princesses, and they were both sickly.
Emperor Kangxi even suspected that it was the Third Prince's wife who was behind it, since she was the only one who had given birth to two legitimate sons.
She looks so healthy, but after checking and checking, there's no evidence that she was involved. It's all about backyard infighting and power struggles. Those women's hands and feet are definitely not clean.
Emperor Kangxi was well aware of this. If the mother didn't have some skills, even if he intervened to save the fetus, the child wouldn't grow up.
The heartache is even greater if a child dies after being raised to adulthood.
Therefore, compared to the other princes' harems, the third prince's harem had the most women. Firstly, Consort Rong hoped that her son would not be controlled by the third prince's wife, so he had all kinds of beautiful and charming women.
Prince Cheng, Yin Zhi, was a man who accepted all comers; as long as someone was good-looking, he would grant his desire for romance and debauchery.
However, women are women, and sons are sons. How could Prince Cheng not worry about the child he had raised from infancy?
Apart from Prince Cheng and his wife, who were genuinely worried, none of the women in the harem hoped that Hongqing would survive.
These were all part of a warning that the Third Princess Consort was given by all of them in conjunction with their respective families.
Most of those bestowed upon Yinzhi as princesses were from the bannermen, and there were even one or two princesses from the Manchu bannermen. There was also a secondary consort, Aladachige, from a Mongolian tribe.
Over time, the children they conceived either died at birth or never had the chance to be born. Only the two legitimate sons of the Fujin (principal wife) seemed to be healthy.
And what about the others? Including those two little princesses, they were all thin and sickly, looking like they were about to die.
Which mother wouldn't be heartbroken? The fact that women from the bondservant banners were allowed into the princes' quarters was clearly a form of division of interests.
Why should they enter the princes' harem? Why should their own families support the princes? Having no offspring is an insult to their families and a disdainful exploitation.
When Jialuo learned that her third brother's eldest son had a persistent high fever, she was at a loss. She heard that the imperial physician had already gone there, but she didn't think much of it. With so many imperial physicians in the Imperial Hospital, surely they could handle such a minor illness?
In fact, it was because she wanted to care but couldn't help. At most, she knew about ibuprofen and fever reducers, or strong liquor to cool down the fever.
How old is Hongqing, that little cub? Who knows if cooling down strong liquor might kill her?
She decided not to interfere. The imperial physicians had been studying medicine for decades, and as an outsider, she could only send some medicinal herbs to see if she could be of any help.
The Third Prince's wife and the others had no time to pay attention to anyone else. They brought medicine, but they didn't know if it would work. They just hoped that their son Hongqing's fever would subside quickly.
If this fever continues, won't it damage my brain?
However, given the recent cold weather, the most I could do in dealing with Hongqing was to give her a warning: she needed to take good care of the child, as young children are most susceptible to illness.
The three chubby babies were dressed warmly and not allowed to go out to play. The charcoal heating in the room was adjusted to a very comfortable temperature. Eating well, sleeping well, and being healthy were the priorities.
As for the servants and maids below, Jialuo was also afraid that they might accidentally fall ill and infect the children while taking care of them.
Every two days, they would have someone disinfect them with alcohol or other medicinal powders, and they would drink ginger soup every day... The servants of Yuqing Palace were deeply moved and felt fortunate to have such a good master.
They may know that their masters are worried about infecting the young masters if they get sick, but this is also a measure to take care of their health, and they are the beneficiaries, aren't they?
The three chubby babies were happily rolling around on the carpet and playing on the seesaw. However, the seesaw wasn't suitable for three people, so they started playing on the little rocking horse that swayed back and forth.
Jialuo forgot for a moment whether Hongqing's fever had subsided, and only asked the people around her three or four days later how Hongqing, the legitimate son of Prince Cheng, was doing.
“Prince Hongqing, it’s not going to work…” Xiaoqing, who was beside him, knew about this, but did not want to bother the Crown Princess with such a trivial matter, as it would only cause her panic.
They have four children in Yuqing Palace.
"How could this be?" It's just a persistent high fever, how could it not break down? Weren't the imperial physicians supposed to be the best doctors?
"I heard that someone has made a move against Prince Hongqing." As the Crown Princess's personal maid, Xiaoqing was naturally intelligent. How could she not have guessed the Third Prince's shady dealings?
"Huh? Really? Who's so bold?" Jia Luo was shocked, but after asking the question, she suddenly realized that this was the imperial palace, and the power struggles in the inner palace were always endless.
Wherever there are people, there is conflict and strife, let alone in the imperial palace's inner courtyard...
"It hasn't been found out yet..." The Third Princess Consort didn't seem to have the time to investigate this matter; she was only thinking about how Prince Hongqing could recover.
That afternoon, Prince Hongqing died prematurely.
When others found out, they only sighed in regret.
Only the Third Princess Consort cried her heart out, and then ordered an investigation to find out who had harmed her son, Hongqing.
Even Xiaoqing, the maidservant of the Crown Princess, could understand the problem. How could others not see the trickery involved? It's just that everyone kept it to themselves. But because of this matter, Yinti and Yinreng... as well as the two unmarried children (referring to the Ninth and Tenth Princes) were reminded.
Having too many women can be a hassle...
The legitimate sons were all murdered...
After investigating, they couldn't find anything. It turned out that Prince Hongqing had caught a cold from running around all day, sweated, and hadn't changed his clothes, which caused him to develop a fever.
Yinreng initially stopped seeing the princess his father had given him because she was impure-minded.
Jialuo was exactly to his liking, and besides, he was still naive about love at that time. Once he did, he devoted his heart to Jialuo.
However, for men in feudal society, falling in love with someone and sleeping with others was a different matter; they did not have the concept of staying with a woman for life.
When she was pregnant with Hongyao, Jialuo said she would be so angry that she would miscarry because he went to see other women. Yinreng thought that for the sake of his legitimate son and the Crown Princess's possessiveness, he did not go to see other women.
Emperor Kangxi was also worried that Yinreng would exhaust his life force in order to give birth to Hongyao, fearing that he would outlive his son, so he did not bestow any more women or try to force him to have a child.
After Hongyao was born, Yinreng simply thought that if those women took the opportunity to do something to harm his Hongyao, who was the legitimate son he had been waiting for day and night in front of the Crown Princess's belly.
Now, with the incident of the third prince's wife and the concubines of the inner quarters fighting over a family that led to the early death of the legitimate son, Yinreng thought of his three adorable, chubby little sons.
I can't imagine how heartbroken I would be if something happened to them too.
Then... the princesses in the backyard of Yuqing Palace were confined to their quarters by the Crown Prince for a year, completely bewildered. Wait... what happened to us? We haven't gone out recently, nor have we tried to win his favor or annoy the Crown Prince, so why are we being confined again??
Oh well, let's just stay home then, since everyone's under lockdown anyway.
Having grown accustomed to it, he had no intention of resisting and asked the maid beside him what he could do to pass the time during the year.
Yinti only had four daughters and no legitimate son. He began to frown and think hard. If something happened to the legitimate son he had worked so hard to have, he would be heartbroken.
They even sent a bunch of gifts to the third son. Please accept my condolences.
Yin Zhi finally figured out who was behind his scheme against Hong Qing, and everyone was blamed for it, so they stayed in the main courtyard for two months straight.
Consort Rong couldn't stand it anymore. "Don't you think about it? So many of your concubines got pregnant and gave birth to sons, but how did they all die? It's impossible that the sons born to the other concubines were sickly and weak, while only the sons born to you, the Fujin, were healthy, right?"
She pointed at Yinzhi and cursed him. She hadn't said anything before because he was the legitimate son of the Third Prince's wife, but now she was furious. This vicious woman had killed her own grandson with her cruel methods.
In Consort Rong's eyes, no matter which woman gave birth to her grandson, he was still her grandson. It was just that the emperor valued legitimate and illegitimate children, so she followed the emperor's lead.
How could he not be furious? All of Yinzhi's sons are gone! They all died young!
She felt heartbroken for her husband, Yinzhi, but at the same time, she discovered that Yinzhi hadn't realized that his wife was a heartless woman, which made her so angry that she pointed her finger at him and cursed him.
Yin Zhi wasn't unaware of this possibility, but he simply dared not imagine that the woman he had loved for so long could be so ruthless.
That bright, flamboyant yet delicate beauty, the lovely woman adding fragrance to his sleeves... she cried her heart out in front of him, and Yin Zhi didn't want to be seen as a blind man, someone who lacked discernment...
After being scolded, Yinzhi went back to confront his wife, only to find that she had fainted on the spot. The imperial physician examined her pulse and found that she was pregnant.
Yinzhi was both angry and helpless, so he could only linger in the backyard. It wasn't like only his wife could give birth.
“Ninth Brother, it would be better to have fewer women in the future…” Yin’e said to Yin’ang awkwardly when he learned about this.
"I don't need it. I'm going to build a big ship." Yinzhen didn't want to stay in the capital and get involved in all this messy stuff. Anyway, the wedding day wasn't coming yet.
He immediately ran to the Qianqing Palace to ask his father, the Emperor, for permission to build a large ship.
Emperor Kangxi did not stop Yinzhen. It was a good thing that the children were ambitious, but he had to come back before the wedding. He also allowed him to bring a group of people with him.
Because the desire to lift the maritime ban was indeed due to the presence of Japanese pirates and piracy, but if the Western barbarians could overcome the difficulties, why couldn't the Qing Dynasty overcome them?
It was just about training the navy. The Qing Dynasty was full of talented people, and the first person he thought of was Fuquan, but then he thought that Prince Yu was too old.
Go to Baoqing!
Baoqing is at the perfect age, and can absorb new things.
However, Yinti was unwilling. "Father, my back has been hurting lately. Can I rest for half a year?"
He went to train the navy and doesn't know when he will be able to return. Wouldn't this delay his plans to have a legitimate son?
In this way, with his own son born and Hongyao almost ready to get married, wouldn't his descendants always be a generation younger than Yinreng?
No, no, I knelt on the ground and earnestly begged Father Emperor to find someone else.
Emperor Kangxi was so angry he wanted to beat Yinti with a feather duster. What did he mean by "finding someone else"? What happened to his skills? Instead of serving his father, was he going to use them to feed the dogs?
His son is too smart and too ambitious, which makes him feel frustrated.
His son is too stupid and lacks ambition, which makes him feel heartbroken.
Bao Cheng is still the best; he works honestly and is very respectful to his father, the Emperor. Hong Yao is also very well-educated; he is filial and sensible...
After thinking for a while about his precious crown prince, he barely managed to calm his raging temper and shouted angrily at Yinti, "Get out!!"
Yinti rolled away without stopping, and for the past six months, he hasn't made any appointments with anyone.
The master wants to have a legitimate son.
(End of this chapter)
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