As summer arrived, Emperor Kangxi prepared for the autumn festival again, with Yinzhen continuing to accompany him. Qingyan was preparing to take his three children with him. However, due to some disasters that broke out among the Mongol tribes, Emperor Kangxi was anxious to go and appease the Mongol leaders.
Qingyan directed the people in the garden to get busy, while servants busily packed their belongings.
“Mother…” The twins ran into the hall from a distance, carrying their backpacks, and looked up at Qingyan.
"What's wrong?" Qingyan told the twins to pack their things first, taking all of their favorite items with them.
Yiken'e's backpack contained the tools he was about to use for hunting on the grasslands, while Hutulifengshengzhalafen's backpack contained his favorite foods.
"Mother, should we take my little brother with us?" Yiken asked.
Hafon has been running around a lot lately, so Iken has taken on the responsibility of keeping an eye on his younger brother's safety.
“Yes, we’ll be working together, so you need to be prepared,” Qingyan said, looking at Yiken’e.
In fact, Qingyan had already sent two nannies to Hafeng's side, and would definitely not let Hafeng cause any more trouble.
"Mother, do we really have to take Hafeng with us? Actually, every time I see him, I have an urge to leave. That brat is just too naughty." Yiken was speechless.
“Mother, Ah Hun is right. You know, the paper I just finished tracing was drooled over by Ha Feng, and now I have to rewrite my homework,” Hutu Lifeng said with a wrinkled little face.
Qingyan laughed unkindly: "When you first found out, your situation was similar to your younger brother's. Did your father and mother say anything to you?"
The twins exchanged a glance, said nothing, thought for a moment, and could only lower their heads to indicate that they had done something wrong.
"Mother, I know I was wrong. I promise I won't dislike my brother again next time," Yiken said, straightening her chest.
Qingyan patted the two children's heads. She needed to cultivate a brotherly bond among the children so that when Yinzhen and he were gone, the only ones they could truly be with were their brothers and sisters.
"Why hasn't Hafeng come over yet?" Yiken'e turned her head and saw that Hafeng was not by her mother's side.
"Mother sent the head nanny to take care of Hafeng. She definitely won't cause you any trouble." Qingyan kissed her son's cheek.
Yiken'e's face instantly turned red, and his ears turned red as well. Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen clapped and laughed beside him.
"Ah Hun, are you really shy?" Hutu Lifengsheng Zhalafen's unkind laughter annoyed Yiken'e.
"Mother, are we setting off the day after tomorrow? Is Grandma Angguma going?" Yiken asked Qingyan.
“Yes, let’s go together.” Qingyan nodded. In the past few years, if Kangxi went to Qiumi, he would definitely take the Empress Dowager with him.
"Mother, when I go to Qiumi, can I ask for a few days off to go back to the tribe?" Batu Buhe walked into the shop, bowed respectfully to Qingyan, and quickly asked.
“Yes, but you’ll need to bring your own guards. It will take two days to get from Qiu Mi to your tribe.” Qing Yan treated Batu Buhe like her own child and couldn’t help but feel at ease.
"Mother, don't worry, I'll be careful," Batubuhe said with a smile.
Just after dawn on the second day, several carriages drove out of the gate of Yuanmingyuan, surrounded by rows of guards.
The procession to Changchun Garden was nearing its end. Qingyan leaned against Yinzhen's shoulder, half asleep. Through the gap in the curtains of the carriage window, she saw that both sides of the road were illuminated by palace lanterns. On the empty streets leading to the palace, only the sound of wheels sticking to the ground could be heard.
“Little darling, we might need to go back with Batu Buhe,” Yinzhen said, looking at Qingyan.
What?!
The unexpected news made Qingyan instantly grateful to have regained her senses.
“If we go back with him, what will happen to the children?” Qingyan was worried about Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen. Many people in Mongolia were watching them, and the safest place would be with Consort Tong or her.
“Yiken’e and Hafeng will come with us, and Hutulifengsheng Zhalafen will stay with Mother. Don’t worry, I’ll arrange everything.” Yinzhen said, patting Qingyan’s little face.
"Is there no way to change it?" Qingyan asked Yinzhen.
The Mongolian tribes were definitely not as safe as the camp, and some of the guards they brought with them had to be left behind for the children.
"The eldest brother, the fifth brother, the ninth brother, the tenth brother, the thirteenth brother, and the fourteenth brother will all be going." Yinzhen didn't understand Kangxi's meaning, but looking at this lineup, it shouldn't be a small matter.
Qingyan's heart skipped a beat. There were already four military generals in this group. They were obviously preparing to intimidate the people in the tribe, right?
"Is Father Emperor angry?" Qingyan asked in a low voice.
"The disaster situation in Mongolia is rather strange. Father Emperor probably wants us to go and take a look." Yinzhen was in charge of the Ministry of Revenue, and many reports on the disaster situation were sent to him.
Qingyan felt a slight pang of emotion. The grasslands had suffered, but the land of Qiumi was lush and verdant. How could the Mongolian leaders not be worried?
As evening approached, the imperial carriage stopped to set up camp. Yinzhen invited everyone over, and Qingyan and several of his wives accompanied him.
"Brother, let's leave Songkelierha with my mother. Mother Hui isn't here," Yinzhen said to Yinti.
Yinti's face showed helplessness. Before Consort Hui left, her old headache flared up and she could not accompany the emperor. Yinti could only place Songkelierha next to his wife.
"Fourth Prince, won't this cause trouble for your mother?" Yinti certainly didn't want his daughter to take any risks. Duoxihui was too young, so he had to take her with him.
"No." Yinzhen shook his head. "This matter needs to be investigated, and we may encounter some problems."
Everyone had a clear understanding of the situation: the amount of silver needed by the Mongol leaders was obviously completely disproportionate to the disaster.
"Fourth brother, you need to be prepared. Besides the people we have on the surface, we'll definitely need to bring people along in private, otherwise, we won't be able to quell this at all." Yinti looked at his younger brothers, feeling slightly comforted.
Yinxiang and Yinti have spent the last few years training and working their way up in the Xishan camp, and they have matured a lot. This is the first time they have accompanied their older brothers on an operation.
"Thirteenth and Fourteenth, do you two want to operate openly, or command the guards behind the scenes?" Yinti asked.
"Brother, we can command people openly, but behind the scenes, so don't worry," Yinxiang assured him.
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