Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation...
Changning was once again accompanying Yinzhen to look at those unimportant memorials. Yinzhen was learning about the people's livelihood, while Changning was simply killing time and treating it as amusement.
"Hahahaha, who is this person? Why is he always bowing to you?"
Changning saw another familiar document, and the name of the person was also familiar: Sun Wencheng.
Although Changning didn't know him well, he was the only one who, after reading several memorials, would ramble on and on until the very end just to pay his respects.
Yinzhen knew who Changning was talking about without even looking up. He sighed and said, "It's the Hangzhou Textile Commissioner. After several textile companies in Jiangnan went bankrupt, he was promoted."
This man is capable and loyal, but he talks a lot of nonsense and loves to pay his respects. I don't want to offend my ministers, but replying to him every day is quite annoying.
Changning chuckled and offered him a suggestion: "Then don't write 'I am well,' write a series of deadly questions instead. For example, 'How are you? Have you been completing your work on time lately? Have you met your work targets?'"
Have you had your third child? Have you bought a house? How's your relationship with your wife? Are you treating your parents well?
Has the tax revenue in Jiangnan doubled? Has the population increased? Has the yield of grain crops increased?
Not to mention Sun Wencheng, even Yinzhen was stunned when he heard this. He suddenly burst into laughter, his chest trembling slightly.
"You, Yaoxian, you really are my source of joy."
pistachio?
It sounds like you're talking about a child, Changning pursed her lips.
But when it comes to children...
"When it comes to next year's talent show, which family's daughter do you plan to pick for Honghui?" Changning asked curiously, as this was actually within her job responsibilities.
However, her relationship with Honghui was somewhat awkward and special, and she felt that this might be a thankless task.
When Honghui was young, she could still treat him like a child and love him dearly. But now that Honghui is growing up and getting married, he has less and less contact with Changning.
Changning felt it was best not to get involved in this matter.
Yinzhen stroked her hair, smiled slightly, and handed her a folded document.
Changning was completely bewildered, but she still accepted it. It was a memorial from Nian Gengyao reporting his great victory over the Dzungars. She forced a smile, but a slight understanding dawned on her.
So, it was her?
Today, Nian Gengyao is the Grand General who pacified the Northwest, his power is growing daily, and his military achievements are numerous.
With such a background, his younger sister, Nian Zhiyi, was also qualified to be a prince's consort.
Although it was a Han Chinese banner, which might have been a slight to Honghui, the Nian family's real military power did not diminish him in the slightest.
Moreover, Yinzhen was also thinking of Honghui's best interests, choosing a family with a strong foundation to support him, lest it give Honghui more leverage. The Nian family was just right; they had power and influence and could protect Honghui, but they were only Han Bannermen, and their backgrounds were restricted. Military families were a favorite target for many officials to impeach.
If Honghui really harbors any improper thoughts, the Nian family can easily bring him down, and it won't have any impact on the imperial court.
This is a pretty good option at this stage.
not to mention……
Yinzhen narrowed his eyes slightly. He remembered that Changning quite liked that girl from the Nian family, saying that she was polite, sensible, loved life, had a lot of interesting interests, and was also very beautiful. He thought she should be able to get along well with Honghui...
Changning held his hand, looked at his dry, warm, and broad palm, and gently scratched it a few times, as if scratching the tip of his heart.
“Nian Zhiyi…this person is quite nice, I think Honghui will like him,” Changning said softly.
Yinzhen responded softly, "Before Ulanara passed away, she told me that she did not wish for Honghui to gain any more wealth or status, but only hoped that he could live a peaceful life. I also want to fulfill her wish."
“Without Hongqing interfering, Honghui is a good boy.”
“Hongqing? Hmph…” Yinzhen snorted coldly, “He’s busy taking on some advisors now. He doesn’t focus on his studies or important matters all day long, he just thinks about making things happen. With this kind of mentality, he’s unlikely to achieve great things. It’s better for Honghui to stay away from him.”
Changning was also very dissatisfied with Hongqing, feeling that the child had completely gone astray, probably due to his mother's influence. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh.
"A mother's influence on her child is truly immense..."
Yinzhen was taken aback by her sudden words, but he quickly understood what Changning meant. He smiled and kissed her cheek: "Yes, our Yaoxian is broad-minded, and her children are all extraordinary."
"Haha, you're so annoying, you just love to flatter me." Changning said coquettishly.
Am I wrong?
...
Just as the atmosphere between the two became increasingly intimate and unspeakable, Hongchen's voice came from outside the hall.
"No, no, I want to ask my father and mother to stand up for me! Waaah!"
Yinzhen frowned and raised his voice, asking, "What's going on?"
Su Peisheng, who was at the palace gate, hurriedly led Hongchen in: "Your Majesty, the Sixth Prince has arrived."
As soon as Hongchen entered, his eyes were filled with tears. He stretched out his two little arms and ran towards the two of them, which softened the hearts of Yinzhen and Changning. They felt extremely sorry for him.
"What's wrong, Hongchen? Who bullied you?" Changning held her son in her arms. This little boy was usually fearless, and she didn't know what had happened to make him cry like this.
Hongchen hadn't stopped crying yet, sobbing and whimpering, before finally starting to stammer, "Anda...Anda punished me..."
Changning breathed a sigh of relief. It was just being punished by the teacher, which was perfectly normal. She had been slapped on the hand by her teacher when she was a child. It must have been that Hongchen had gone too far.
But Yinzhen was very dissatisfied: "Xu Shida? Why did he hit you? Has he gone too far? He dares to lay a hand on a prince?"
In the eyes of Yinzhen and others, they were the high and mighty royal family, and even their teachers who taught them principles were just subjects.
Unlike the Han Chinese, the Manchus did not respect teachers as much. Even when Emperor Kangxi was still alive, the great Confucian scholars who taught the Crown Prince would kneel while giving their lessons.
Although Yinzhen was not as strict as Kangxi, and was mostly kind and gentle to the princes' advisors, it did not mean that he could tolerate these officials' insubordination.
Changning took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from Hongchen's face, gently asking, "Hongchen, don't cry. Tell your father and mother what happened?"
Before Hongchen could say anything, Hongmin came over and greeted the two of them. His small figure was in a hurry, and he only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Hongchen.
Compared to Hongchen, Changning trusted Hongmin's reliability more, so she called Hongmin over to inquire about what had happened.
Hongmin then told the whole story.
turn out to be……
While Anda was asleep, Hongchen cut off his braid and threw it directly into the pond.
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