Many happy events after returning from the Western Tour
The Western Tour is like filming a dramatic drama. While the audience appears glamorous and glamorous, the actors are actually under immense pressure. On screen, you see him dancing gracefully and gracefully, but who would have guessed that during filming, he's hanging from wires and afraid of heights? The show's lead actor, Kangxi, appears calm, yet at the same time, he's fraught with anxiety.
The Fifteenth Prince and his mother had been taken care of, but what about the others? Kangxi observed that Yinreng was quite friendly towards his brothers, so there was no need to worry about them quarreling after his death. But what about the others?
With the incident involving Yinzhi, Kangxi was concerned that Yinreng might have some radical ideas. Therefore, Kangxi encouraged his sons to become closer and secretly arranged a marriage for the fifteenth prince. However, the imperial family was too large, and besides the princess and her son, there were other people, such as the descendants of Fuquan, who Kangxi was very concerned about.
And how could Kangxi ensure that his ministers, favored by him, would remain in office until the end? The saying "a new emperor chooses new ministers" wasn't just nonsense; it was the product of centuries of bloody experience. If Yinreng wanted to replace him, the old ministers would simply be gone. That would be a bleak future.
Kangxi hoped that after his death, everything would remain the same as it was during his lifetime, and Yinreng was his continuation. Therefore, Kangxi brought Yinreng with him during the journey, commenting on every governor who came to see him, and even allowing the crown prince to interact with the frontier officials.
Yinreng was secretly surprised during the journey. His Khan Ama was constantly guiding him, much more enthusiastic than during the southern tour. This kind of enthusiasm was probably what he had seen when he was very young, in that foolish father of a "filial son", the kind of enthusiasm that wanted to fill his son's brain with all the information in the blink of an eye.
What's wrong with Khan Ama? Yinreng really can't figure it out this time. Letting the Crown Prince have contact with the border officials? No matter how he hears it, it doesn't sound right.
"Li Guangdi is your master. You can talk to him more. He is a smart man, flexible and persistent, and well-educated."
"Nian Xialing, the Hubei governor, was a good parent. He served in the same district as Guo Xiu, a man who could not tolerate any injustice, and yet Guo Xiu never accused him of any wrongdoing, which shows that he was a capable official."
"Gali and your uncle are cousins, they are family relatives, so you can use them with confidence."
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Yinreng grew increasingly cautious, obeying Kangxi's every word and doing whatever he was told—a growing source of doubt. He pondered over and over, unable to fathom Kangxi's thoughts, and reexamined his own words and actions, finding nothing amiss. It truly took a great deal of thought. His son had already been confirmed as the crown prince, but until the proper etiquette was finalized, a bit of caution wouldn't hurt.
Meanwhile, Yinreng took advantage of his limited time out of the capital to observe the geography, investigate the people's sentiments, and assess the officials in various regions, forming preliminary opinions on whether certain individuals were qualified for the positions they would fill. While apprehensive, he already considered the country his own, and his care along the way was no less than that of Kangxi.
The young actor Hongdan also suffered a lot. His father constantly reminded him what to do and what not to do. Emperor Kangxi also strengthened his education of Hongdan, trying to add an insurance policy to his country. Considering Hongdan's age now - seven years old, this kind of education is really too deceptive!
Every day, Hongdan has to act cute, be a signboard, learn culture from his third uncle, learn sports from his thirteenth uncle, and learn the art of governing from his grandfather...
Kangxi's actions were a heart-wrenching act of care for those who were under his control, and for those who were watching, they inevitably aroused various feelings of envy. Especially when the results of the discussion on rituals were reported to the capital with rare efficiency, it touched a deep and sad heart.
Yinzhi should be the hero who exposed Yinzhi's ugly behavior and enabled many of his brothers to escape Yinzhi's clutches. He really should be greatly praised and rewarded. However, to this day, Kangxi still did not say a word about giving him a substantial reward, which made Yinzhi, who had always wanted to be promoted to a prince, feel uneasy.
People are like this: if they didn't have it in the first place, it wouldn't matter. The hardest thing is to have it and then lose it, which is even more torturous than never having it at all. Yinzhi was tormented by this worry and couldn't sleep at night. This mental torment reached a new peak when the officials in the capital worked with unprecedented efficiency to come up with a draft of the ceremony for the crown prince.
The common concern of the princes in the capital was to avoid causing trouble when the emperor was in a state of anxiety, and to carry out any orders promptly, so as not to upset him. Therefore, they racked their brains, and eventually forced the court officials to abandon their own petty ambitions of competition, work diligently, and quickly develop a complete set of rituals.
This also took about a month, but compared to how difficult the Crown Princess's marriage was back then, it must be admitted that the efficiency has indeed improved a lot now.
On the day the memorial arrived, Yinzhi was also in the imperial court. Since Hongdan was the person in question and Yinreng was his father, the task of reading the letter fell to Yinzhi. Yinzhi's eyes were green with envy. He had only asked for a promotion and it was so difficult, and his nephew suddenly became the crown prince. He couldn't help but feel jealous.
Clearing his throat, he recited: "...The crown prince's crown and clothes, in winter, are made of smoked sable or blue fox, only when it is in season. They are embellished with red weft. The top is topped with two layers of golden dragons... In summer, they are woven with jade grass or rattan and bamboo silk... The front is decorated with shelin, and seven eastern pearls are embellished. The back is decorated with golden flowers, and six eastern pearls. The top is like the winter court crown, and the auspicious crown has a red velvet knot..." Better than those of ordinary princes...
Yinreng's ears twitched as he listened; he was familiar with all this and was quite satisfied with it. Hongdan knew he would be the crown prince, and his father had taught him many things about proper etiquette. He listened attentively, his expression neither sad nor happy.
As a child, no matter how precocious he was, it was still difficult for him to understand the meaning of "Grandson". So Yinreng's advice: "Don't get too excited" was not a problem for Hongdan at all.
Kangxi felt that the result of the court officials' discussion was insufficient. The purpose of establishing a crown prince was to stabilize people's hearts and to eliminate the evil intentions of some people. Therefore, it should be made more obvious: "Let it go." Kangxi decided to wait a while before giving his final instructions and asked Yinreng, "What do you think?"
Yinreng smiled and said, "Disputes over righteousness and propriety are always complicated. I can't see anything wrong with them at the moment. But the way they behaved in the capital this time really caught me off guard."
Kangxi said, "We will arrive in Xi'an in a few days. I will review the Eight Banners soldiers at that time. You will all take part. Hongdan, go practice with your Thirteenth Uncle first."
Hong Dan was standing aside with a standard expression on his face. When he heard Kangxi's order, he stood up and said, "Grandson obeys your order."
Yinxiang stood by the side the whole time. He hadn't received an official position or been married yet, so he couldn't interrupt the discussion and just listened. He wasn't in a good mood either. If he said the man reading the memorial was his mortal enemy, it wouldn't be much different. For someone who disrespected your mother behind her back, hating him even in your next life would be too much!
It's so annoying to hear this person buzzing in my ear and I can't even tell him to shut up!
As a young man, Yinxiang had ideals and ambitions. Unfortunately, he was born late, and his mother died early. Although he was doted on by his father, something seemed to be missing. Perhaps he had his own ideas, but couldn't express them. Thinking that returning to Beijing would be the time to marry, and that after marriage, he would no longer have to attend classes every day but would instead attend government meetings, Yinxiang's mood brightened a little.
He secretly encouraged himself: "I'll just have to endure this for a while. After we get married, I must do my job well and surpass the third brother!" Kangxi happened to call his name. It was indeed a good choice not to be in the same room with someone I disliked. Yinxiang immediately stood up and said, "Son, I obey your order."
He leaned sideways and waited for Hong Dan to stop in front of him: "Thirteenth Uncle."
Yinxiang bowed slightly and said, "Grandson, please."
Kangxi was quite satisfied with the performance of his son and grandson. The younger one was very polite and did not become arrogant because of his change in status. The older one was very knowledgeable and did not show any pride because of his generational relationship. After looking away, Kangxi discussed state affairs with Yinreng and Yinzhi.
Yinzhi's mind had already wandered. This Thirteenth Brother... was becoming increasingly annoying. He was wrong to have his head shaved a hundred days after Concubine Min's death. But how many years had passed since this happened? I was once a prince, but now I've been demoted to a Beile. I've been punished and apologized afterwards. What do you want from me?
Hate, hate, hate! Don't let me pull your pigtails!
Kangxi had already told Yinreng: "The purpose of the western tour is to appease the people. Wherever we go, we should offer sacrifices to the tombs of ancient sages and the shrines of gods and Buddhas."
"Xi'an is an ancient capital, and it has had many emperors throughout the ages."
Kangxi smiled and said, "Is it possible to hold such a grand ceremony every year?"
Yinreng also smiled and bowed.
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Discussing government with Kangxi was a familiar task for Yinreng, not a difficult one. However, trying to guess his thoughts proved challenging. Liang Jiugong had already relayed all the information he could, and Yinreng could no longer discern its underlying meaning. Perhaps it was because the eunuchs' limited perspective hadn't caught any details? It was fitting that his second brother-in-law, Qingde, was accompanying the emperor this time; perhaps he could ask him about it.
For Qingde, this business trip was the quietest he had been in recent years—Orondai had been left in Beijing by Kangxi. This guy was a volatile commodity; Kangxi was supposed to project harmony on his trips, so why would he bring him along? He simply dumped him in Beijing, leaving his sons to worry about him.
While in Beijing, Orondai had a good impression of the Shi family and a good opinion of the young Hongdan. It just so happened that the capital was discussing etiquette. This outcome was directly related to Orondai's tendency to glare at anyone who argued.
Qingde was bored. He'd been quite comfortable just after leaving Beijing, but it was undeniable that the Orondai could sometimes be overwhelming. After five days, Qingde felt lonely without this noisy deity. He had quite a few people with him, but none of them, put together, were as exciting and interesting as the Orondai alone.
Just when I was bored, my second brother-in-law came over.
Qingde felt a little ashamed. It was Yinreng who found out about Kangxi vomiting blood. He, who was in the imperial court, didn't know about it. He was dumbfounded when Yinreng asked him about it. He didn't dare to neglect it now and hurried forward to greet him.
Yinreng gave him a helpless hand and said, "I've been busy all the way here and haven't had a chance to talk to you properly. Are you okay?"
"Thank you for your concern, Prince. It would be great if I could go out of the capital and see the world."
Yinreng also smiled: "That's right. We were all born and raised in the capital, and we have seen very little of what goes on outside. You're not on duty today, so what are you doing for fun? Without Orondai, the entire palace is much quieter. If he were here, he would be inviting people to perform martial arts or bet on archery, right?"
Qingde also laughed: "Mr. E is always busy."
After chatting for a while, Yinreng changed the subject: "Khan Ama has been busy lately and needs some quiet time." This brought up the topic of Kangxi.
Qingde had also been observing Kangxi carefully recently, but he couldn't come to a conclusion either - who would want the emperor to die for no reason? The prince had touched on this issue and frightened himself to death, let alone others.
However, Qingde also had his own opinion: "Right now, stability is the most important thing. The Crown Prince also said that the Emperor needs some peace and quiet, so let's not make a fuss."
This suggestion was better than nothing, and Yinreng nodded: "That's right." He then informed Qingde of the situation in the capital, "Your two princesses have returned home. The letter from the Crown Princess said that they are both very good, and the Empress Dowager also likes them."
"Thankfully, they grew up too."
"Will the selection be held next year?" Yinreng was just trying to make conversation. He couldn't just come when he needed someone, ask questions, and then leave, right? This was a relative after all.
Qingde said: "It's my third sister."
"When we get back to the capital..." Yinreng suddenly stopped talking. "Has your father finished mourning?!" He had originally wanted to say, 'When we get back to the capital, go home and ask your family what they think, or maybe ask the women from Shi Lin and Shi Wenying to come and talk to the Crown Princess.' This was because Shi Wenbing was still in mourning, and Xiluo Te was also in mourning, so it was not appropriate for them to enter the palace unless it was an urgent matter.
Qingde said, "Yes. Your servant, Mafa, passed away at the end of the 40th year of the Kangxi reign, and I completed my mourning period at the beginning of spring." Well, it's called a three-year mourning period, but in reality it's only 27 months. Two years and three months, and after the first month of the lunar year, I was officially released.
Yinreng blinked, puffed up his cheeks and then deflated them, and let out a long sigh: "It's time to recover..."
The Shi family was certainly concerned about this issue. Qingde said, "Whether he will be reinstated or not depends on the emperor's will." Yinreng could not provide more information because Kangxi did not talk to him about this issue. Perhaps he was going to talk about it, but was distracted by Yinzhi's affairs and put it aside for the time being.
Yinreng's eyes rolled. "The Imperial Astronomical Observatory has calculated an auspicious date for enthroning the Crown Prince. The earliest is the end of this year, which is too tight. The latest is June of next year, which is a bit late. Khan Ama's decree is due in March, and by then, your father and brother will be here to congratulate you."
Qingde tried not to smile too much. "Mother will be able to meet the Crown Princess by then. It's been a long time since we last met, and I've been thinking about her at home. She was saying a while ago that she hadn't seen the two little princes much."
The two men relaxed and began gossiping about parenting. Both were fathers, each with a son already older, and raising a child was a profound subject. It wasn't until Kangxi sent for Yinreng that the two men finally stopped talking, their conversation unsatisfied. Yinreng went to Kangxi's place.
"Where have you been? I've been looking for you but you're nowhere to be found."
"My son went out and met Qingde and talked for a while."
"Oh? What did you say?"
"Tell me how to teach your son." Yinreng sighed deliberately, "Being a father is really not easy."
Kangxi laughed: "How many sons have you had and how many years have you been a father? And yet you speak so old-fashionedly?"
Yinreng said, "Khan Ama, you don't know, but any father, if his son is honest, he's afraid that he'll suffer; if his son is naughty, he's worried that he'll be noisy; if his son is smart, he's worried that his intelligence will tire him out; if his son is stupid, he's worried that he'll be cheated... The most difficult thing is having several sons with completely different personalities." At this point, as if remembering something, he said afterward, "Elondai couldn't stump a man like Qingde, but he was stumped by his own son."
"What do you mean?" Kangxi also became interested.
"Before, I only knew that he had three sons, but I didn't know that his three sons had different personalities. The eldest son, Changji, was like him, a bit lively, and the second son, Delu, was like his father. This..." Ignore, ignore, "The most hateful one is the third son, Chong'an, who actually looks like his father. Qingde was the most afraid of his father. Just imagine, after receiving a lecture from Shi Wenbing, he came back and saw Chong'an..."
Kangxi couldn't help laughing. "It's really hard for him!" He laughed for a long time before stopping. "I remember that Shi Wenbing is about to complete his mourning period?"
The surprise on Yinreng's face was gone for a moment. "Well, it's almost time. I remember Hongdan's mother said that when spring comes, Madam Shi will be able to pass in a sign to pay her respects to the Empress Dowager and to see Honggui and the others. Because of this delay, the two little ones haven't seen her yet."
Kangxi nodded.
Yinreng said no more, thinking to himself: I've already reminded Khan Ama about the restoration of Shi Wenbing and his son. After the New Year, I'll see if Khan Ama takes any action, and then I can analyze his intentions. Having achieved his goal, Yinreng dared not make any more small moves. Even today, he was afraid that Kangxi would discover his intentions. He obediently accompanied Kangxi to Xi'an.
Chang'an, the former capital of the Han and Tang dynasties, was once a place where people from all over the world came to pay their respects, and witnessed the greatest glory of a nation. Once, young men from Wuling rode on fine clothes and galloped on horses, filled with the heroic spirit of conquering even the most distant enemies.
Today, the yellow earthenware paving is sealed, incense is burned, and the altar is set, waiting for the emperor of a foreign race to come and perform martial arts demonstrations... The world is truly as fickle as the clouds and the dogs, changing constantly. This foreign emperor not only came with his own troops, but also hosted a neighboring dignitary of another ethnic group, who also once trampled on the Central Plains, for tea.
Yes, a few days after the emperor arrived in Xi'an, the Mongolian kings also came to pay homage, and they came in groups.
Kangxi staged more than one military parade in the ancient capital of Xi'an. He not only reviewed troops but also brought his sons and grandsons into the fray. He praised the local soldiers and offered rewards to soldiers and commanders who trained them well. However, Kangxi's visit was truly a soothing one for the people. He offered sacrifices not only to King Wen and King Wu of Zhou, but also to Emperor Wu and Emperor Xuan of Han, and finally distributed money to the centenarians who had come to greet him.
Kangxi seemed to have achieved his goal, and when he returned to Beijing, he was even offered a chance to stay. Unfortunately, his schedule had already been set, and the emperor had to return to Beijing for the New Year, so he couldn't afford to delay. So, amid the regretful gazes of the people in Xi'an, he returned to Beijing.
Wait, let’s take a hot spring bath before returning to Beijing.
The hot springs here are very famous, with a long history and many stories. The hot spring water is so smooth that it washes away the fat, and people tell stories while washing. One person wraps a towel around his waist, and three generations of grandparents and grandchildren wash clean.
Hongdan was a child and couldn't bathe for long. Kangxi seized the opportunity to tell him stories and give him some advice: "...The Ming Emperor was extravagant, wasting the people's wealth and resources, and he also favored treacherous ministers. He was obsessed with pleasure and lost his ambition, and was lustful and immoral, and his integrity was lost in his later years. A person should be consistent. A journey of a hundred miles begins with a single step. He should be frugal in government affairs. Therefore, if any official embodies the word 'honest', even if he makes minor mistakes, I will tolerate them..."
Hongdan's face turned red after soaking in the bath, and his skin was as red as a cooked shrimp. After receiving the "Hadith," the eunuchs wrapped him in a large bath towel and took him to the outer room to put on his clothes.
The two adults were left behind to soak in the hot water to relieve their fatigue.
Kangxi and Yinreng were both exhausted after the journey, both physically and mentally. This pool of hot water was the perfect remedy for their fatigue. Yinreng relaxed in the misty water, resting his head on the stone edge of the pool, gazing at Kangxi's blurred features, which relieved his stress.
Kangxi grew tired after talking for a while, so he took a sip of the honey water that had been prepared by the pool and said, "There are hot springs outside the capital, but I don't think they are as good as this one."
Yinreng's voice reached Kangxi through the mist, "Khan Father, this journey has been too tiring." From his voice, it was clear that Kangxi was almost asleep from exhaustion. At fifty years old, it was truly difficult for him. Kangxi said, "It's all right for me, but it's you. The Crown Princess gave birth twice, and you didn't even get to see your son first..."
The eunuchs around them could only hear the father and son making cheesy remarks, and the guards standing in the corner could hear the sound of water splashing. The hot spring room was still steaming hot, and they broke out in sweat, which was enough to make them faint from the heat.
As my head spun, I heard the crown prince's closing words: "It doesn't matter if you're a moment earlier or later. You'll be able to see them when you get back."
It would be great if we could go back earlier. You guys are taking a shower while we are standing next to you covered in sweat. The contrast is so uncomfortable!
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Yinreng said to Kangxi, "It doesn't matter if I'm here a minute earlier or later." But he was different when he returned to the palace. He pretended to be calm in front of his father, but his true nature showed at home. He rubbed his palms and walked around the swing, saying, "Oh, my big fat son~"
Shujia had already finished her confinement and was sitting aside watching him act funny: "When did you become so fond of your son?" He was not like this when Honggui was born.
Yinreng let out a sigh: "You don't know, I have been trembling with fear all the way, afraid of making mistakes, and life has not been easy..."
"So, once you've returned and felt the warmth of family, you've gone all crazy," Shujia commented silently in her mind. "What did your Khan Father do to you? It's not that serious, is it? He's about to make Hongdan the crown prince, which is really nice of us. Why are you still acting like a persecuted person? Even if you have to keep a low profile, there's no need to act so pitiful."
Yinreng didn't mention this anymore and turned to talk about his youngest son: "The full moon banquet will surely be a grand one, right?"
"Yes." Shujia nodded. She wasn't surprised. Once Concubine Tong said it was Kangxi's intention, she understood the intention. "Perhaps he wanted to use the joyous occasion to ward off bad luck? Everyone who could come from the capital has come."
"I'm afraid it will be even more lively after the Hundred Days!" Yinreng sneered, "Who will be there?"
"The concubines' mothers, the children's aunts, and all the wives of the ladies from various mansions, except those who are sick, have arrived." His own mother couldn't come because she hadn't finished mourning, but the people from Prince Yu's mansion were allowed in.
Yinreng asked carefully: "Which wife is ill? Can we send someone to check on her?"
"I was talking about it. I didn't know during my confinement. Prince Yu's wife wasn't feeling well, so she didn't come."
"Baotai even asked me to call two better imperial doctors to take a look. Why isn't he healed yet?"
"Prince Yu's wife did come, but there were so many people around that I didn't ask any questions. Later, I asked Prince Jian's wife, and she went to see Prince Yu's wife and said she looked very bad."
"Send someone to say hello before and after the New Year. Baotai is the son of the prince, after all."
"good."
After talking about his son, Yinreng finally had the mood to talk about other things: "How are the donations from outside this year? I'm afraid it will be more?" He asked while sitting across from Shujia at the table on the kang.
"You're right. When I got out of confinement, I saw this and was almost scared. Now that's good, I don't have to worry about anything during the New Year. I was thinking of using up a lot of the good leather in the warehouse for wedding gifts for my thirteenth and fourteenth brothers, and I was a little tight on money for the New Year, but I didn't expect two truckloads of leather to be delivered."
"There are always people who take advantage of the situation," Yinreng commented. "No matter how eager they are, we can't indulge them."
"Don't worry, I know what to do." Shujia thought of something else, "There's one thing I need your advice on."
"What's going on?"
"We have had some dealings with the Prince Zhi's Mansion in previous years. This year, they have taken control of it. Do we still need to prepare some things to send over?"
"Why bother with so much trouble?" It is better to have less trouble than more, this is Yinreng's principle.
"It's not for the couple, it's for the children. The eldest princess is old enough to get married, so someone has to be released."
Yinreng weighed the pros and cons again and again: "His place is surrounded like an iron barrel, and there are people patrolling day and night without reduction. Sending anything in requires the Khan's consent."
"How about asking for an imperial decree?" Shujia thought for a moment, "This is also the intention of Emperor Gaozu of Han to use Zhang Liang's plan to enfeoff Chi Yong..." After saying this, she regretted whether she had said too much.
Yinreng clapped his hands and said, "Good!"
"good!"
Kangxi also said so. He was considering the power of the Bordered Blue Banner. If Yinzhi were to be taken over, not only would his title be lost, but his zuoling (colonials) would also be withdrawn, requiring a redistribution. This wasn't a difficult task for Kangxi. His sons were hungry and hungry. The ninth, tenth, and twelfth sons already had wives and children, though they hadn't been granted titles. A title would make these zuoling (colonials) the masters. The thirteenth and fourteenth sons would also need to marry, which would also mean they had grown up and could be granted titles and established mansions.
How can you not find the temple door while holding a pig's head?
After furiously encircling Yinzhi, beheading the evil monks and lamas at Bao'en Temple, and punishing the palace staff who failed to persuade their master to learn the truth, Kangxi calmed down and faced the government affairs. As he calmed down, he naturally thought of Yinzhi, and did not forget that he had grandchildren to accompany him. The people in the encirclement would definitely be sad this year. Kangxi said to Wei: "When you write the blessing character, remind me to write two for Yinzhi as well."
Yinreng arrived at the right time and told the story, which immediately earned him praise from Kangxi: "You did the right thing. Even if it's Yinzhi, he's a beast, so don't bother with him too much."
Yinreng was somewhat frightened when he heard this, and forced a smile, saying, "I just feel sorry for my nephews and nieces. As for my eldest brother, I... can only put him aside."
"Let's not talk about these annoying things." Kangxi put aside the matter of the captain, "Old Thirteen and Old Fourteen's good things have come. Go have a couple of more drinks and forget about these annoying things."
“Yeah.”
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Shujia was very enthusiastic about the Thirteenth Prince's marriage. The reason was very simple. The only two people she knew in advance were the candidates for the Fourth and Thirteenth Concubine. She felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy when she met these two people.
The Thirteenth Prince's marriage was handled by the Imperial Household Department, and Concubine Tong was also busy running around. Shujia had a good relationship with her and also followed her around. Concubine Tong smiled and said, "It's rare to see you so restless."
Shujia said, "I've been cooped up in my room for a month, and my bones have become stiff." The matter was covered up like this.
The Thirteenth Concubine Zhaojia is a typical lady from a noble family. She looks like a lady, acts like a lady, speaks like a lady, and does things like a lady.
Shujia once again realized a truth: with the exception of the more assertive Eighth Concubine, all the daughters-in-law of Kangxi were chosen according to the same criteria. The similarity was so high that it gave the illusion that Kangxi had checked all the boxes and placed orders for custom-made daughters-in-law.
It turns out that the Thirteenth Prince likes this!
Wrong! What newlywed couple treats each other like an old married couple...with respect and courtesy? It's almost like the relationship between the childless Fourth Lady and the Fourth Prince! Although the Fourth Lady and her husband only appear in front of the Second Sister-in-law once or twice a year at most, Shujia still feels that her assessment is correct.
Someone had clearly told her that the Thirteenth Prince loved his wife very much! Damn! I must have opened it the wrong way! Shujia thought belatedly.
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