Capturing Oboi, pacifying the Three Feudatories, and conquering Galdan three times... How ambitious and vigorous Kangxi was when he was young!
However, after the second dethronement of the crown prince, Kangxi's health deteriorated. He had originally maintained himself very well, but now a few gray hairs grew on his head. He also began to feel overwhelmed by the complicated government affairs.
Palace of Heavenly Purity.
Behind the dragon case, the emperor, wearing a dragon robe, had a memorial spread out in front of him, but he supported his head with his hands and did not move for a long time.
Liang Jiugong looked at him carefully and found that the emperor seemed to be asleep. Thinking that he had not slept well at night these days, he hesitated for two seconds before turning around and picking up the cloak to cover him so that he could take a nap.
However, just as he approached and had no time to put on the cloak for the other party, the somewhat thin emperor had already woken up. He put down the hand that was supporting his forehead, and his usually sharp eyes were now a little dazed.
"Your Majesty?" Liang Jiugong called out softly after discovering it, as if he was afraid of scaring him.
Kangxi did not respond, but stared fixedly at the void ahead.
He had just had a dream. In the dream, he returned to the scene of last year when Li Guangdi, the Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion, entered the palace to bid farewell to him after retiring. The figure with gray hair and unsteady steps walking towards him was as clear as yesterday.
When Kangxi woke up from his dream, he felt a little melancholy when he thought that it had been nearly a year since the old minister with whom he had spent the longest time retired and returned to his hometown.
It's not that he was reluctant to part with Li Guangdi, but when Li Guangdi thought about the people close to him leaving one by one over the years, and the old ministers in the court also left or died, the feeling of being alone became stronger.
Perhaps it was because he could not stand separation and death as he got older, and the emperor who had been strong all his life also began to become sentimental easily.
For example, at this moment, he had just woken up from a dream and looked up to see calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall not far away.
It was a poem from Nalan Rongruo. Kangxi's eyes fell on the line "Who can keep you here? I sigh that life has been full of separations and reunions, and has led to old age." He couldn't help but think of this extremely talented man who died young. The already sad emperor couldn't help but sigh.
When people start to recall the past frequently, it means that they are really getting old. He looked at the calligraphy and painting, and the scene when Nalan Rongruo was a guard beside him emerged in his mind...
Nalan Rongruo was a very talented person. Kangxi was both his monarch and his subject as well as his friend. Thinking that more than 20 years had passed since his death, Kangxi felt more and more that time was passing quickly.
Liang Jiugong noticed that his master was in a bad mood. Thinking of the happy news that the eunuch had just reported, he said, "Your Majesty, there was news from Ningshou Palace that Concubine Chen is about to give birth."
Having a child is a happy event, especially since Kangxi ascended the throne at the age of eight. It has been fifty-five years since then. He can still have a child at this age. It must be said that this news somewhat dispelled the sadness in his heart and even made him feel that he was not old yet.
Of course, being able to have children at this age is indeed something to be proud of for a man.
"Come with me and take a look."
Kangxi was not short of sons at this time, and he was heartbroken by his older sons, but the child arriving at this time had a different meaning after all, so much so that after hearing the news, he personally went to Ningshou Palace.
Ningshou Palace.
It has been some time since Concubine Chen launched the attack, and several main ladies in the palace have been waiting here for a long time.
"Wow……"
When Kangxi arrived at Ningshou Palace, he happened to hear the cry of a newborn baby. The loud cry, which represented strong vitality, made him look gratified.
It's rare to see him happy recently, so Liang Jiugong quickly put on a smile and said a series of auspicious words.
"Reward!" Kangxi raised his hand and said.
Rongfei, Defei, Yifei and others all had grandchildren now, so they naturally didn't care about the birth of such a prince, and they all congratulated Kangxi.
At the same time, the people in the house had already learned of the emperor's arrival, and hurriedly carried out the prince who had just been packed.
Although the newborn baby could open his eyes, his vision was still blurry. This made the dragon cub, who thought he could see the whole world clearly after "breaking the shell", a little panicked, so he opened his mouth and cried.
The nanny who was holding him whispered a few words to coax him, and then brought him to Kangxi: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, it's a healthy little prince."
The dragon cub was already a little confused because the feeling after breaking out of the shell was not what he expected, and after being tied up in the swaddle, it started to cry and struggle.
He was so strong that the nanny could hardly hold him anymore and her face turned pale immediately.
It's good to cry loudly, but it's not right to cry like this. Kangxi looked at his twenty-fourth prince and suddenly felt a fatherly heart: "What's wrong? Hurry up and comfort him!"
Kangxi had seen many of the previous princes being born, but none of them was as fair and tender as the twenty-fourth prince, who made people love him at first sight.
When the nanny heard the emperor's words, she hurriedly lowered her head to comfort the prince, but for some reason the prince in her arms became even more noisy and even tried to free his two little hands.
When Kangxi heard that the little prince was still crying and was about to call the imperial physician over, he discovered that he seemed to be reaching out to him.
The Manchus would rather hold their grandchildren than their sons, so he did not take over immediately, but the next second he met the little prince's open eyes.
The little prince's eyes were shaped like Kangxi's, with a thin layer of mist covering his obsidian-like pupils, but even this could not conceal the clarity in his eyes.
Not all children can open their eyes when they are born. When Kangxi met his eyes, his heart softened inexplicably and he unconsciously reached out and held him in his arms.
The physical fitness of dragon cubs is much better than that of ordinary newborns, but after all, they are just born, their vision is still a little blurry, and their field of vision is also very low.
He had already been attracted by the aura of Kangxi, and now when he fell into his arms, he immediately noticed the golden dragon robe. His black eyes were fixed on it, and at the same time, he reached out to grab this beautiful color.
Liang Jiugong was a little surprised to see that His Majesty would actually hold the little prince in his arms, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he flattered him, "The little prince stopped crying as soon as he was in His Majesty's arms, which shows that he is close to you."
Rong Fei and others did not expect that Kangxi would actually hug the little prince. They did not show it on their faces, but they all had their own thoughts in their hearts.
Kangxi had not expected that the child would stop crying once he was in his arms. He looked down at the child's dependent appearance, and his mind was in a state of confusion. He could not help but be more careful in holding him, but he said, "It seems that this kid was crying just for me to hear."
Liang Jiugong saw that although he said this, he had a smile on his face, so he knew that he was in a good mood at the moment, so he said a few more words to please him: "The little brother looks energetic, and his baby is really good..."
This was not just flattery, but he really felt that the Twenty-Fourth Prince was handsome, and when he grew up a little, he would be as good-looking as the Ninth Prince.
The ninth prince Yinzhen was famous among the other princes for his good looks, so good that he could even be praised as beautiful, although no one dared to say such words in front of him.
When Concubine Yi heard Liang Jiugong praising the little prince's appearance, she subconsciously thought of the debt collector she gave birth to. She couldn't help but take a closer look, and then she had to admit that the little prince was indeed handsome.
Kangxi pulled the little hand that was grabbing his collar and felt that the hand was very strong and had the potential to be Baturu.
The weather in May was neither cold nor hot, but the child in his arms was still young after all. After Kangxi held him for a while, he signaled the nanny waiting beside him to take him back to the house: "Take good care of the little prince..."
Before he could finish what he was saying, he found someone trying to snatch his dragon cub, so he grabbed the golden thing in front of him and started shouting again.
The nanny who was reaching out to hug him stopped when she saw that the prince started crying again.
"Why are you crying? I'll come to see you when I'm free." Seeing that he was still clinging to him and was about to cry when someone took him away, Kangxi scolded him, but he actually felt somewhat relieved in his heart.
He had many children, but in terms of closeness, only the deposed crown prince was barely with him. The reason why it was called barely was that this closeness was very short-lived, and only lasted when the deposed crown prince was young. As time passed, the affection between the father and son had almost disappeared.
As for the other princes, they were basically respectful and reverent, but not close enough to them.
When Long Zai Zai heard his voice, he uttered a meaningless syllable: "Ah..."
He felt the other person's breath was very comfortable, and he also liked the golden color of the other person. At the same time, he felt that this embrace was very comfortable and safe, and he didn't want to leave at all.
Then Kangxi tried again, but he couldn't let go at all. He started crying when someone hugged him, and the little hand was tightly grasping his clothes, and he couldn't pull it open no matter what he did.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me!" The nanny tried several times to bring the little prince back but failed. Instead, he wrinkled the emperor's dragon robe. She didn't dare to reach out again and knelt down to apologize.
Actually, it was not her fault. The newborn baby was so small and in the emperor's arms, she did not dare to use any force. The other party was holding the dragon robe tightly, so it would be strange if she could take him away.
Kangxi had not expected that his youngest son would be so clingy to him, but seeing how well-behaved he was in his arms, he could not feel angry. He just felt a little helpless, but at the same time, a kind of unspeakable contentment.
If it were earlier, he would never have held his son in his arms himself, let alone been so patient.
It has to be said that the little prince was born in a good time. Kangxi at this time was not as cold and hard as he was when he was young. He even began to be particularly soft-hearted because he had experienced too many separations and deaths. Even the corrupt officials whom he once hated became tolerant during this period, not to mention his own son.
The little prince was already good-looking. Kangxi looked at him nestling obediently in his arms, his little hands tightly grasping his dragon robe, as if he was afraid of being separated from him. His heart, which had already been hard to begin with, softened even more.
He is so young, he just wants to be close to his imperial father, what's wrong with that?
Seeing that he was still unwilling to leave his side and not wanting him to hurt his throat from crying, Kangxi made a decision in his mind.
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