A short while later, Kangxi casually remarked, "Shouldn't Hongxi also be considered for a marriage proposal?"
Yinreng was shocked. "He's only seven years old, not even eight yet."
Kangxi was a little embarrassed. "Next year is the triennial general election. I want to see if there are any suitable candidates to reserve for Hongxi first."
Yinreng snorted irritably, "You should save one for the thirteenth prince."
Kangxi was momentarily speechless, then secretly glared at Yinreng.
Don't ask him why he did it secretly instead of openly; it's mainly because he was afraid the Crown Prince would get angry and ignore him.
Liang Jiugong stood aside watching the father and son bicker, his eyelids drooping with sleepiness.
"Liang Jiugong, go and call Hongxi over. We'll have dinner together at the Qianqing Palace tonight."
Liang Jiugong immediately obeyed the order and went to fetch people.
Kangxi watched Liang Jiugong dash out and curled his lip. "Old man, don't think I didn't see him. He was almost asleep just now."
"Does Father really have no intention of establishing an empress?"
Yinreng's sudden remark startled Kangxi. He even began to quickly reflect on whether he had been too fond of a certain concubine recently, causing Yinreng to be jealous or have wild thoughts.
"Yes, absolutely not."
Yinreng looked at Kangxi with some surprise, and the other realized that his words were a bit off. "The main thing is that two empresses have already passed away, and I don't want to establish another one."
Yinreng wasn't particularly interested in his father's harem, but if the harem wasn't managed by a leader, it could easily lead to trouble in matters of great importance.
When Hongxi came in, he saw Kangxi and Yinreng eating roasted chestnuts around a stove. He didn't know how long they had been eating, but the room was filled with the aroma of chestnuts.
"Greetings to Grandfather and Father." Hongxi handed the cloak to Zhang Quan and couldn't help but step forward to advise, "Don't eat too many chestnuts, or you'll get a bloated stomach."
Kangxi and Yinreng exchanged a glance, then looked at the chestnut peels scattered all over the ground and were speechless.
Liang Jiugong hurriedly said, "It's not cold outside yet, why don't we go for a walk to digest our food? There's still some time before dinner."
Hongxi glanced at Liang Jiugong subconsciously. He had just come in and hadn't even caught his breath before he was about to leave. Really...
So the three of them, grandfather, grandmother, and grandson, put on their cloaks and went out for a stroll.
Amidst a blanket of white snow, three men, all dressed in black cloaks, walked in the same direction.
His seemingly leisurely stroll drew the attention of passersby.
As the three passed by the Imperial Garden, they saw Consort Ding and a young girl admiring the scenery side by side. Upon seeing the three of them, they walked up together to pay their respects.
"This humble servant greets Your Majesty."
"Your subject, Lady Fucha, pays her respects to His Majesty, the Crown Prince, and the Second Prince."
Emperor Kangxi still remembered Fucha Chuxue, after all, he had visited her during his illness.
"How did you end up in the palace?"
Chu Xue generously said, "This humble woman came to the palace mainly to tell Consort Ding about what's happening outside."
Emperor Kangxi nodded approvingly, "They are so close even before they are officially married. It seems that this will be a good match for them in the future."
"Have you just entered the palace?"
Chu Xue glanced at the sky, shook her head and smiled, "I've been in the palace for a while now, and it's getting late, so I should leave the palace now."
"Liang Jiugong, send someone to escort him out properly, and remember to be careful."
Liang Jiugong quickly glanced at Fucha Chuxue, knowing that the Emperor was extremely satisfied with this daughter-in-law.
"Your servant obeys."
Consort Ding knew that Emperor Kangxi did not like others disturbing their time together, so she bowed and took her leave, saying, "It's getting late, I should return to the palace."
Emperor Kangxi originally had no particular feelings for Consort Ding, but today, under the reflection of the snow, Consort Ding, wearing a light purple cloak, looked both charming and innocent, which made him a little tempted.
Yinreng immediately understood when he saw his father's expression.
"Son, take Hongxi back to Yuqing Palace first, and have dinner with Father Emperor tomorrow."
Kangxi touched his nose somewhat embarrassedly before letting the two leave. Then, amidst the surprised and astonished gazes of Consort Ding and the others, he followed her back to Yongshou Palace.
Consort Ding, who had always been unassuming and unassuming, suddenly became a figure at the center of controversy in the harem because of this incident.
After all, she was the first person to snatch Kangxi away from the Crown Prince.
Most importantly, neither the Emperor nor the Crown Prince seemed angry.
That's amazing.
After hearing these rumors, Consort Ding could only give a helpless bitter smile and keep rubbing her aching wrists.
There was no way around it; not only did the concubines in the harem feel that she was trying to steal someone away, but even the Empress Dowager thought that Consort Ding was dishonest, actually trying to steal someone away in front of the Crown Prince.
So, just after lunch the next day, Su Ma La Gu was sent to deliver an imperial decree, instructing her to copy the Heart Sutra one hundred times before New Year's Eve.
By the time Emperor Kangxi learned of this, it was almost New Year's Eve, and even if he wanted to stop it, it would be pointless.
With the Lunar New Year's Eve approaching, the imperial court had already sealed off its offices, and both officials and princes on official business were suddenly relieved.
At Hongxi's request, the Crown Prince personally took him out of the palace to play.
Although it was said that he was going out of the palace for fun, he actually took him directly to Suo'etu's residence. After that, he handed Hongxi over to Aljishan and then chatted happily with Suo'etu at the residence.
According to seniority, Hongxi should call Algishan "uncle".
However, Algishan felt he couldn't accept such a title, so the two agreed to address each other only by name.
An adult led a child strolling along the street. In order not to disturb the young master's enjoyment, Algishan specifically instructed the guards to follow at a distance and not to approach unless necessary.
Hongxi wanted to go out and play for two reasons. First, it was almost New Year's Eve, and he was really curious about how the people outside the palace celebrated the New Year.
Secondly, I also wanted to see what life was like for the people after the disaster.
As soon as he stepped out of the palace gate, he saw the famous "Noble Person's Porridge Stall". He heard that many people now come from the surrounding area to have a bowl of porridge in order to get some of the good luck of the noble people.
This resulted in several times more people drinking porridge than expected.
Fortunately, some wealthy families saw the business opportunities here and donated large sums of money, signing their donations as "so-and-so business" or "so-and-so shop," which served as a form of advertising.
Although the people suffered from the disaster to varying degrees, because it was in the capital and the various departments took timely measures, the disaster was not considered a big deal by most people.
The streets were bustling with activity, and the shops had all reopened long ago.
Small stalls were set up along the street, and various shouts and calls rose and fell.
Hongxi first bought a string of candied hawthorns and strolled around the street while eating them.
Of course, we bought things along the way, including various snacks and small gifts for our brothers, mother, and sisters.
Half a day passed by in the time it took to walk this circle.
Arjishan glanced at the sky. "Second Prince, it's almost noon. Shall we go back to the manor for lunch, or find a restaurant to try something new?"
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