mtlumby2d Chapter 281 Can this be written down?
Chapter 281 Can this be written down?
When this question was asked, Yinzhen didn't react, but Concubine Mi became nervous.
After all, everyone who knows knows that the Qing Dynasty used the Ming Dynasty as a book of wrong questions to practice. Generally speaking, the Qing Dynasty should learn from the good things of the Ming Dynasty. The bad things of the Ming Dynasty should also be prevented accordingly. In view of the painful lesson of the Ming Dynasty raising the pig king with the whole country's strength, the Qing Dynasty had high academic requirements for the princes.
In and out.
I go to school before dawn every day and classes end when it’s almost dark.
The emperor tests students twice a day.
There are only five and a half days of holidays in the whole year - two days for the emperor's birthday, one day each on the first day of the first lunar month, the Dragon Boat Festival, and the Mid-Autumn Festival, and half a day on the prince's birthday.
Really, as long as you don’t die from learning, then learn until you die.
Under such high intensity, even Kangxi was so tired that he vomited blood while studying.
However, he did not show any extra compassion to his descendants because of his own sufferings. Instead, he added layers of abuse and did it 120 times.
Under his close supervision, every Qing prince was a good scholar and warrior. Even the Tenth Prince, nicknamed "Caobao Ten", who was sent to take the imperial examination, was able to pass the examination and become a Juren.
Only her little eighteen...
Ever since the bodyguard was infected with toad plague last year, he has been especially doted on by the emperor.
Not only could he enter and leave the Qianqing Palace at any time, and was granted titles such as Beile and Prince, but he could even be absent from schoolwork.
While Concubine Mi was happy for her son, she was also worried. She was afraid that the emperor had ulterior motives. He liked his youngest son's innocence, but later he would dislike his ignorance.
When Kangxi asked, she felt a mixture of relief and fear, thinking, "It's here, this day has finally come."
She knelt firmly before her son and said, "Your Majesty, the Eighteenth Prince has always been diligent and studious. It is you, the concubine..."
"I have never been able to rest in peace since he narrowly escaped death. I was afraid that he would be too busy with his studies and his body would be damaged. All the mistakes are my fault. Your Majesty, please blame me."
Kangxi was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Concubine Mi to stand up at this time.
Yinzhen thought he was really going to argue with his beautiful mother, so he quickly hugged his waist and said, "No, no, no, everyone is responsible for their own actions. If Khan Ama has any dissatisfaction, just blame your son, don't wrongly accuse my mother."
"My son is so busy every day that he rarely has the chance to pay his respects to his mother. It really has nothing to do with her!"
[It was just my bad luck that I came in rashly and almost ruined Kangxi's father's good deeds.]
[Of course I was wrong, and this unscrupulous father was not innocent either. The Qing-Zungarian war was in full swing, but he still had the mind to linger in the harem. In broad daylight...]
Cough cough cough.
Kangxi's old face turned red and he coughed so hard that it shook the earth.
Concubine Mi was busy massaging the man's back and bringing him water.
Afterwards, Yinzhen was forced to kneel down and apologize.
Crime?
Of course it was his reckless and uneducated behavior that made me angry.
Concubine Mi also suggested that if the emperor really couldn't calm down, he should take away his title of Prince Rui. When he grows up and has the ability and virtue to match the position, then consider whether to restore him to the throne.
ha?
Yinxuan was dumbfounded.
It's not that he is greedy for power, but...
[Why? It is obviously Kangxi who is not doing his job properly and has no self-discipline. He does not know how to reflect on himself, but instead makes things difficult for this innocent and pitiful filial son. Why is the beautiful mother still piling the blame on me, as if she wants to kill me to vent her anger on the old man?]
If Concubine Mi could hear her son's voice, she would appease him: Be good, you don't understand, this is called retreating in order to advance.
Sometimes, your mother has to be cruel first, so that your father can be more kind.
On the contrary, if your mother is regarded as a kind mother with a bad son, you are done for!
But she didn't have the ability to do that. Kangxi heard the boy's thoughts clearly and understood them clearly. He was so angry that his face turned red and white, but he didn't dare to risk alienating the little guy.
I could only take a deep breath and try to calm myself down: "It's just a small matter, my dear, why did you take it to this extent?"
"But……"
Kangxi shook his head, "No buts, I don't really blame Xiao Shiba. The court was fighting against Junggar, and he and Dai Zi were busy with the war. They worked day and night, forgetting to eat and sleep, and the child was exhausted. It's rare for him to relax, so he should have a little rest."
"I……"
"I was just trying to nip the problem in the bud and give him a warning. I didn't expect to scare my beloved concubine. It's my fault."
Concubine Mi immediately became terrified and even said that she was a coward.
Seeing the little guy frowning, Kangxi was afraid that he might say something unruly in his heart again, so he hurried away, making the excuse that he had official business.
Of course, before leaving, he did not forget to tell Concubine Mi to write down anything she wanted to tell Sixteen.
He then sent someone to deliver it.
Concubine: ...
She wanted her eldest son to be safe and keep a low profile. Remember the principle that the first rafters to stand out will rot first, so don't be too eager to be the first in everything...
But is this something that can be written down?
Obviously not!
But she could bring the robe she had sewn herself. I heard that the temperature difference between morning and night was big in the Western Regions. Wear a cotton jacket in the morning and a gauze dress in the afternoon, and eat watermelon around the stove.
It's always a good idea to wear more warm clothes.
There were also top-quality medicinal materials, especially wound medicine. Although she had prepared a lot before leaving, what if they ran out?
At this moment, Yinzhen truly experienced what it meant for a mother to worry about her son even when he was away from home.
As expected, he was pulled to the advisory office, and he slapped his forehead fiercely: "Oh, look at my poor memory! Wait a minute, mother, I know what to bring for Brother Sixteen and the others!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the person ran away. It was so quick and decisive.
The concubine couldn't stop shouting.
If you ask again, he will go straight out of the palace and go to Mr. Huang.
For several days, the boy did not even return to the palace. He stayed outside, saying that he wanted to research something that could change the situation of the war.
Kangxi was so greedy!
I almost couldn't help but follow him out of the palace to have a sneak peek.
It was only after repeated persuasion from the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince that he calmed down a little.
Wait and wait.
Ten days later, the little guy came back excitedly holding a huge box and presented his treasure: "Khan Ama, Khan Ama, didn't you say that the Junggars are not to be feared, but the journey is long and the transportation of food and grass is not easy. The Western Regions are vast and sparsely populated, the terrain is complex, and the bandits are highly mobile. If you can beat them, they will fight, and if you can't, they will run away. Is that why it is more difficult to kill them? Your son is here to solve the problem for you!"
Is it finally here?
Kangxi was overjoyed, and stood up suddenly, looking over with burning eyes: "Good Eighteen, you have been busy for so many days, what good treasure did you bring to Khan Ama?"
As he said this, he glared at the prince and said, "Don't you have any good eyesight? Why don't you help your brother hold it? Be careful not to tire out the pillars of the Qing Dynasty!"
Hey.
Yinxuan was happy, saying that he was strong and this little thing was no problem at all. But Khan Ama could praise him a little more, and Xiaodongliang liked to hear it.
"Okay, okay," Kangxi agreed, but his eyes were fixed on the box in his hand.
result……