The good news that Yinreng brought was the news of the passing of Princess Tut.
In early November, Tut was hit by heavy snow. To reassure the herders, Princess Tut personally went to the pastures to check on the snow disaster.
With the roads icy due to heavy snow, Princess Tut, who considered herself an excellent equestrian, ignored the advice of her trusted guards and rode ahead alone in the snow.
And just like that, Princess Tut's horse stumbled.
The wild horse slipped and lurched, throwing Princess Tut a great distance. The horse continued its frenzied gallop, its hooves landing heavily on Princess Tut.
If that's all there is to it, Princess Tut will at most be seriously injured, but after some rest, she can still breathe and continue to swagger on the grasslands.
The key point is that, for some inexplicable lapse of judgment, one of Princess Tut's confidants pulled out the musket that Princess Tut had given him and fired several shots steadily at the horse.
Princess Tut loved to ride tall horses, so you can imagine how heavy they must have been.
So, by the time her confidants rushed over and moved the horse's body away, Princess Tut was already dead.
Those people who once roamed the grasslands so gloriously died such an unjust death.
Even if she died fighting for power with the tribal royal family, she could still be recorded as a hegemonic queen.
His death was so comical that one really doesn't know what to say.
After hearing this, Tong Wanyan clicked her tongue in amazement: "Is this divine retribution?"
"That's right. Father always says you're a lucky star, and whoever offends you will be unlucky. My little lucky star, let me see for myself where the power of Heaven's protection lies." Yinreng, who was petty and held a grudge against Princess Tut, was greatly pleased by her death.
Tong Wanyan obediently let him hold her in his arms. Yinreng's arms were as warm as a heater, which was very comfortable on the damp and cold rainy day.
"Take a good look, I want to see what makes me stand out. Is it because I'm too good-looking?" Tong Wanyan said to Fuxing, completely unconcerned.
Yinreng said the same thing, that it was just a joke.
But Emperor Kangxi truly took it seriously!
The old monk at Tanzhe Temple would whisper in his ear every day, "May Heaven bless the Qing Dynasty, and may a lucky star enter the heavens."
Once or twice, whenever Kangxi got a little carried away and forgot the old monk's words, all sorts of things would remind him.
For example, the unexpected death of Princess Tut this time.
Others found it laughable, but Kangxi saw it as a warning from Heaven.
Princess Tut was so arrogant towards Tong Wanyan back then, flaunting her power like a colorful golden pheasant. She wanted nothing more than to rub Tong Wanyan's face on the ground, but in the end, it was Tong Wanyan who got slapped in the face and lost her life.
Kangxi silently gazed at the two memorials laid out on the table: one was a memorial announcing the death of Princess Tut, and the other was a memorial from an official requesting that Kangxi replenish the Crown Prince's harem.
Looking at the incessant rain outside, Kangxi decisively closed both memorials.
Let whoever wants to add more people to Yinreng's household; he doesn't want to make any more trouble anyway.
There's always the Crown Princess. Yuqing Palace won't be just one woman anymore, so what's there to be afraid of?
Emperor Kangxi would not admit that he was a little afraid that if he made any rash moves, the heavens would send him torrential rain and flash floods.
After just a few days of rain, some areas have already suffered from flooding, and he didn't want to gamble with the lives of the people.
Unaware of their surroundings, Yinreng and Tong Wanyan evaded the opportunity to add another person to Yuqing Palace.
Tong Wanyan grabbed Yinreng's hair, and wrapped the long, money-tail braid around his neck and brought it to his front so as not to pull his scalp.
She used Yinreng's hair as a calligraphy brush, scratching it playfully in her palm.
"My lord, without a queen, things must be in chaos, right?" Tong Wanyan said.
Yinreng agreed, saying, "When Father Emperor received the news, he sent Tong Qinian with troops to suppress them. It would be good to wipe out the Dzungars and the Tut together after they were defeated. This will prevent them from causing trouble and making it impossible for the Qing Dynasty to develop in peace."
“This is truly a good thing. Otherwise, the people on the border will suffer when it gets cold. The people of the Qing Dynasty are never as physically strong as the Mongols, and in the event of conflict, it is mostly the people of the Qing Dynasty who suffer,” Tong Wanyan said.
“It’s a good thing that Xiao Yan cares about the people,” Yinreng said.
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