Of course, this book wasn't found by Rouyin; she secretly had the system send it to the warehouse.
As Yinzhen examined the glass-casting method that Liu Qing had brought, his eyes grew brighter and brighter. "Yin'er, once the glass is cast, I will definitely ask Father Emperor to get you the reward you deserve."
She said softly, "My lord, you need not trouble yourself. As long as I can help you, I will be content."
Looking at his beautiful, charming, and understanding wife, Yinzhen was deeply moved. With such a wife, what more could a husband ask for!
A few days later, Yinzhen had already sent people from his estate to carefully study the glass casting method, and would report back to his father once some progress was made. Thinking of the increasingly heavy snowfall these past few days, he felt some worry. Every year at this time, there were disaster victims who froze to death or whose houses collapsed due to the snowstorm, forcing them to flee. Why hadn't he seen any disaster victims this year? Yinzhen pondered for a while, then summoned his bodyguard, Xiao Qi, "Go and take a stroll through the villages around the capital to see how the disaster is this year. Remember not to alert anyone else."
"Yes, Your Highness," Xiao Qi replied respectfully.
In the imperial court, General Zheng Zhilong and Deputy Commander Shi Lang, who were part of the anti-Qing and Ming restoration army, were greatly pleased by Emperor Kangxi after surrendering to the Qing army. They were appointed as members of the Plain Red Banner of the Han Army, retaining their official positions but without real power.
Zheng Zhilong was very frustrated. He had been fighting since he was young. He wouldn't say he won every battle, but he won more than he lost. If the Ming Dynasty hadn't been destroyed and the Qing Dynasty hadn't become increasingly powerful, no matter how brave and skilled he was, he couldn't compare to the strength of an entire nation! But now, after listening to the deputy commander's words and submitting to His Majesty, His Majesty didn't use him. He was even worse off than... Thinking of this, he secretly glared at the deputy commander Shi Lang standing behind him.
Shi Lang felt a pang of sorrow under General Zheng's sullen gaze. He considered himself a man of strategy and tactics, and General Zheng's several victories were largely due to his help. This time, surrendering to the Qing Dynasty was truly the will of the people. Yet, he, a veteran of countless battles, was now relegated to a nominal, idle deputy commander. He couldn't help but feel frustrated. But he couldn't think of a way out.
In the imperial court, the faction of the First Prince and the faction of the Crown Prince continued their usual mudslinging. One said that the son of a minister from the First Prince's faction was the emperor's son, while the other said that a minister from the Crown Prince's faction favored his wife over his concubines, and so on...
Emperor Kangxi stared at the scene with annoyance. Before long, a clear, loud, and slightly hoarse voice broke the argument in the court: "Report! Prince Wu Sangui of Pingxi has launched an uprising in Yunnan." The messenger who had rushed back from the border knelt in the court, covered in sweat. He had no time to straighten his appearance. He had rushed over as soon as he heard the news.
The court fell silent instantly, and a dangerous signal gradually spread through the silence. Kangxi slammed down the chopping board beside him with a loud "smack," which was particularly noticeable in the unusually quiet atmosphere, making everyone shudder.
"That damned Wu Sangui! He actually pulled a double-deal!" The emperor's rage could cause the deaths of millions. Now, only Wu Sangui's blood and his own head could soothe Kangxi's fury.
"Longkodo, the Nine Gates Commander, listen to my orders: surround the Prince Pingxi's residence for me, and imprison all his relatives. If anyone escapes, I will make you and your relatives pay with your own heads!"
Longkodo stepped out of the court and knelt down swiftly: "Yes, Your Majesty."
Zheng Zhilong looked at the serious and dangerous Emperor Kangxi and suddenly had a brilliant idea. Although Wu Sangui's rebellion was a serious crime, it was also a good opportunity for him. After thinking it through, he immediately stepped forward and kowtowed, "Your Majesty, I wish to lead an expedition to punish Wu Sangui's rebel army."
Kangxi stared at Zheng Zhilong, a Ming soldier who had recently surrendered, and was satisfied with his willingness to launch the campaign. However, he did not trust Zheng Zhilong since he had just surrendered and did not intend to send him to lead the army.
Yinzhen sat to the side, silently observing the situation. His eyes seemed to meet those of General Dorgon unintentionally, and the generals seemed to have exchanged greetings before volunteering to lead the expedition.
After some deliberation, Emperor Kangxi chose Zhou Peigong, who had always remained neutral, and appointed him as Grand General, with Tu Hai assisting him.
Zhou Peigong and Tu Hai bowed and kowtowed, saying, "Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty. We will certainly live up to Your Majesty's expectations!"
The crowd was somewhat surprised and looked at the third-rank minister, who was barely able to hide his excitement. He had never fought in a war, but he had been lucky enough to be noticed by Emperor Kangxi because of his filial piety. How could a Han Chinese be compared to Tu Hai, who had won several battles, and become a general? The ministers were puzzled, and Emperor Kangxi could not explain it to them.
Yinzhen was also somewhat surprised. Although he knew that his father would not choose his elder brother or the crown prince's people, wasn't it too risky to use Zhou Peigong, who had never fought in a war? Did his father trust this person so much?
The morning court session ended early because of Wu Sangui's affair.
In the east courtyard, a vast expanse of snowflakes began to fall from the sky. The soft-spoken attic had its glass windows and doors installed, and sunlight streamed through the glass into the room, making the light warm and bright against the backdrop of the blazing fireplace.
Rouyin lay leisurely on the soft couch, her red lips slightly parted, occasionally taking a green grape fed to her by a maid. Her long, slender legs were also busy, as a maid gently massaged them. Coupled with the occasional chatter with Liu Qing, apart from the frustration of not being able to bathe during her postpartum period, it couldn't be more comfortable.
"Madam, the master truly dotes on you. He had this rare glass installed for you so early on. After the glass was installed, the whole room feels so bright. It's truly a treasure!" Liu Qing looked at the glass window with great curiosity.
Softly, she chuckled, "You're such a smooth talker. You always say nice things, and you're probably going to trick me out of some more good things. But this glass is indeed a good thing. I hope you'll get what you want!"
Liu Qing stared at Rouyin's beautiful and captivating smile, once again stunned and frozen in place. Every time she saw her wife's face, she couldn't help but marvel. It wasn't until Rouyin waved in front of her that she snapped out of her daze and blushed deeply again.
This caused everyone to burst into laughter. Looking at Liu Qing's comical appearance, and then turning to look at the woman who, even while lying lazily, exuded an indescribable charm, well, that makes sense. Who wouldn't be confused by the face of the Fujin?
They had only been talking for a short while when Honghui and Yilejia, hand in hand, shakily stepped into the room, startling Wang Mama and Wumu Mama, who each grabbed one of them, saying, "Oh dear, my young master, let's slow down, slow down..."
Two adorable toddlers, who had just learned to walk, stared at their beautiful mother with their big, round eyes shining, and ran quickly towards her sweet embrace.
A clear, bright little voice rang out: "Mama, Mama, Mama, here I come!" Another softer little voice chimed in, not to be outdone: "Mama, Mama, Jiajia is here too!"
Hearing the incessant chirping of the two children, Rouyin helplessly hugged each of them in turn. These two children were already attached to her, but ever since she had given birth and given them a fright, they had become even more protective of her, wanting nothing more than to be by her side every day. She tenderly kissed their chubby cheeks. Honghui shyly buried himself in her arms, while Yilejia shyly covered her eyes. She quickly pushed her way through and saw her brother had already rushed into her mother's arms; she immediately and alertly followed suit.
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