The Empress Dowager's illness was caused by catching a cold during the change of seasons. She was sick for three or four days and is now just recuperating.
"It's rare to find someone as filial as Qingqing. Such a good girl will surely marry into a good family in the future."
Hongxi, who was holding Hongjin's little hand, pursed his lips.
For the next period of time, both the imperial court and the imperial harem were very quiet.
A message came from the Prince Yong's residence that a servant at the stables had accidentally fed Jifeng the wrong thing, which caused him to be poisoned.
He also requested a month's leave for Hongshi, allowing him to rest and recuperate at home and temporarily stay away from the palace school.
Inside the Qianqing Palace, Emperor Kangxi's expression was somewhat unpleasant.
"Baocheng, is the fourth brother's backyard so unsettling? To tamper with things on horseback, isn't that blatant?"
It was already June, and the weather was quite hot, but most people could bear it, though the young master couldn't.
He had always disliked the heat, and now he had moved a chair and sat down next to the iceberg, eating chilled watermelon while casually saying, "How would I know what his backyard is like?"
Kangxi was speechless. He looked up and saw that the plate of watermelon next to Yinreng had been eaten clean. He immediately shouted, "You have a weak stomach. How could you eat a whole plate of watermelon? What if you get sick?"
He then berated Liang Jiugong, "How did you serve him? You just put a whole plate of watermelon on him when he wants it? What if he gets sick from eating it?"
Without a second thought, Liang Jiugong knelt down and kowtowed, "This servant knows his mistake, this servant will never dare to do it again."
Hey, if you're so capable, why don't you criticize the Crown Prince? Why are you talking about a servant like me?
If you don't serve enough watermelons, you'll get scolded and accused of being a lackey who embezzles water
If they did too much, they would be scolded, accused of not taking care of the Crown Prince's health.
Sigh, it's time for him to choose a burial plot.
Seeing Liang Jiugong's miserable state, Yinreng kindly changed the subject for him.
"Father, Twelfth Prince is getting married soon. Shouldn't he be granted a title as well?"
Emperor Kangxi also had this plan, but in order to consolidate the position of the crown prince, he kept the titles of his other sons very low. Now that the crown prince brought it up on his own initiative, he asked him tentatively.
"What does Bao Cheng mean? Although Twelve is married, he hasn't really made any contributions."
Yinreng was speechless.
My imperial father is a master of acting; he probably already has the title in mind and is just waiting for my suggestion.
"The brothers in the past two years have all done well. Whether it's the eldest and seventh brothers who were in the battle to subdue the Dzungars, or the fourth brother who kept offending people in the Ministry of Personnel, or the ninth and tenth brothers who handled the affairs of the Ministry of Revenue, they have all done their best. Their titles should be promoted. It can be seen as setting an example for the younger brothers who will follow."
Emperor Kangxi looked at the Crown Prince with a pleased expression, feeling that he was now much more open-minded.
"Twelve is a bit soft-hearted. Let him go to the Ministry of Rites after his wedding. He doesn't need to make any political achievements. Just let him stay peaceful and stable. He can take on other duties when a suitable opportunity arises later."
As Kangxi listened to his son's plans for his other sons, which were clearly well thought out beforehand, he felt a mix of emotions.
Suddenly, he felt that even if his sons fell into the hands of the Crown Prince after his death, life wouldn't be too difficult.
When Yinreng saw that Kangxi remained silent for a long time, he looked up and saw his father looking at him with a gratified expression. He immediately frowned.
"Father, what are you thinking about now?"
That expression looked pretty... creepy.
Emperor Kangxi's face darkened, and he rolled his eyes, "You can't utter a single kind word."
Yinreng raised an eyebrow, feeling that he must have guessed correctly; the old man was definitely not thinking anything good.
"The fourth brother can handle things in his own backyard. Since he doesn't want to say it outright, he must be able to control it, so let's not interfere."
Yinreng stood up. "Your subject will return to Yuqing Palace first."
As Kangxi watched Yinreng leave leisurely, he glanced casually at the pile of memorials on the table, and his mood became even more depressed.
Having been the crown prince for so many years, how come he doesn't know how to take the initiative to review memorials?
"Liang Jiugong, send all these memorials to His Highness the Crown Prince."
Liang Jiugong dared not delay and personally carried the memorial to catch up with His Highness the Crown Prince.
Inside the Prince Yong's Mansion.
Hongxi, Hongyu, and Hongsheng made plans to visit Hongshi together, since he was injured while playing together, and they felt they should come and visit him.
Hongshi was still lying in bed. He wasn't physically injured, but he was frightened, so he didn't look well.
Hongxi dismissed all the servants, leaving only his brothers around Hongshi.
"Has Fourth Uncle found anything out?"
Hongshi was furious. "It was the stable boy who accidentally fed the horse the wrong thing. He has already been executed by Father."
Hongyu and Hongxi exchanged a glance, and Hongshi tentatively asked, "Is that what Fourth Uncle told you?"
Hongshi looked bewildered. "Yeah, what's wrong?"
Hong Sheng also looked at Hong Yu and Hong Xi with a 'what's wrong?' expression.
Hongxi and Hongyu exchanged a glance, then Hongxi coughed lightly, "Didn't you ever consider that there might be other reasons?"
Hongshi frowned. "What's the reason?"
Hongxi remained silent. "I'm asking you a question, why are you asking me?"
Hongyu shook his head almost imperceptibly at Hongxi, then turned to Hongshi with a smile, "We thought someone was plotting against you, so your brothers were worried and came to ask."
Hongshi was very grateful. "At first, I thought so too, but after thinking it over, I realized that Jifeng had been in the Yongjun Prince's Mansion all along, and outsiders had no chance to come into contact with the horse. And naturally, no one in the mansion would harm me. Fortunately, Father found the culprit."
Hongxi looked at Hongshi with great sympathy.
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