The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

A few days after Li Si'er's incident, news came from the court that the Eighth Prince had lied about the disaster and colluded with local officials to embezzle the disaster relief funds.

When the news came, the Eighth Prince had just arrived in Beijing. Kangxi was furious and ordered a thorough investigation. When he found out that the matter was true, he was so angry that he cursed at the Eighth Prince in the Qianqing Palace and even said, "Yinsi is the son of a lowly woman in the Xinzheku and is not capable of taking on a big responsibility."

When these words came out, everyone in the court and the country was shocked.

They were really a bit confused.

The Emperor has been increasingly wary of the Crown Prince recently, and has basically ignored the younger princes. Why would he suddenly praise the Eighth Prince and then ignore him?

I can’t figure it out, I can’t figure it out.

Chang Ning was also surprised. In her memory, the Eighth Prince didn't die so early? This should have happened at least a few years later! The Crown Prince hasn't been deposed yet, and nothing has happened yet. How come the Eighth Prince stepped down first?

This direction is not right!

Could it be the butterfly effect that caused me to travel through time?

History has certainly changed, and the current Qing Dynasty is probably the Qing Dynasty in some parallel world.

The person who was most upset after hearing the news was Concubine Liang.

She was born beautiful, and even in a place like Xinzheku it was difficult for a pearl to be hidden in the dust. She was soon discovered by Concubine Hui and given to the emperor.

Even though she was a little dull and had no fun, she was still loved and favored by Kangxi because of her pretty face, and was fortunate enough to give birth to the Eighth Prince.

Of all the princes, the Eighth Prince's mother was the lowest in rank, and he could not hold his head up, always feeling inferior to his brothers. This made him feel inferior, more tactful, and afraid to offend others. Concubine Liang felt very guilty, always feeling that she had not given her son a good mother's family and background.

However, in recent years, his son has been increasingly favored by the Emperor, and more and more people respect him. Concubine Liang is neither unhappy nor proud.

But, but now, the emperor's words made her feel like she was struck by lightning.

The son of the bitch in Xinzheku!

It turns out that no matter how hard his son works or how outstanding he is, he is still unworthy of the throne because of himself?

Concubine Liang felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife and she almost fainted.

Concubine Liang is sick, but no one dares to ask the imperial physician to come for her. Everyone knows that the Eighth Prince has been abandoned by His Majesty.

A mother is honored by her son, and a son is honored by his mother. But now neither Concubine Liang nor the Eighth Prince has this status.

When Concubine Hui heard about this, she also found it very strange. Logically speaking, the ones causing the most trouble in the previous dynasty should be her eldest brother and the crown prince. Who was the eighth brother?

So Concubine Hui called Prince Zhi into the palace.

"Yinzhen, have you heard any rumors? Who is stabbing the eighth brother in the back this time?" Concubine Hui was a little worried.

To be honest, she did love the Eighth Prince a little. After all, he was raised in her own palace. Her original plan was to let the Eighth Prince be a strongman for her son so that her son would not be alone and without the help of his brothers.

The eighth brother has indeed always been humble and has done a lot for the eldest brother.

Prince Zhi pondered for a while, his voice somewhat bitter: "Mother, the emperor's heart is hard to predict now. None of us sons are in his heart anymore. Haven't you seen it yet?"

Concubine Hui was shocked: "What nonsense are you talking about? You are the Great Thousand Years Old. The Emperor will not look down on anyone, but he will not look down on you. How many battles have you fought for the Emperor in these years?"

Prince Zhi gave a bitter smile and said, "Mother, Wen Ke will soon surrender. I will wait until my fifteenth sister decides on her marriage. Who will take care of the affairs of Fu Meng in the future?"

Concubine Hui knew what he meant, but she didn't care.

She values ​​her grandsons more and has no feelings for her granddaughters, let alone her own granddaughters. She has four, so what does it matter if she gives away one or two?

But she also knew that her son always doted on his wife and loved his legitimate children very much, especially this firstborn daughter, who had grown up on his lap since she was a child.

"Yinzhen, it's not a bad thing to pacify Mongolia. If we have the support of Mongolian forces, won't we be more confident?"

Prince Zhi suddenly raised his head and said, "Mother, the Crown Princess has also given birth to a princess. Will the Emperor let her raise her?"

Concubine Hui was stumped by the question and she really didn't know what to say.

The prince is the emperor's favorite, and the princess is also very trusted by Kangxi. But recently, the emperor's attitude towards the prince has become more and more strange.

What happened to the emperor?

Four Princes' Mansion

Changning was discussing going to Mongolia with Yinzhen.

This trip to marry Princess Heshuo Wen Ke is a serious matter, mainly to show the power of the Qing Dynasty, enhance the princess's status, strengthen the princess's position and deterrence, and also to put the Thirteenth Master at ease so that he can personally inspect his brother-in-law.

The Thirteenth Master didn't arrange anyone to follow him, and the Fourth Master didn't want to bring a group of women with him in a high-profile manner. It didn't seem like they were going to do some serious work, but rather like they were taking people out to travel.

I had promised Mengguqing before that I would take her with me to the grassland this time, so that she could go back to her parents' home, see her relatives, and relieve her homesickness.

I already have one concubine to follow, so it's not easy to bring another one. In addition, Hongmin and Hongchen are still young, just a few months old, and I'm still worried about no one watching and taking care of them. The palace is not stable now, and I can't leave my two sons in Defei's Yonghe Palace. So I won't go to Changning this time.

Yinzhen was very reluctant to leave. He could not live without Changning from now on. He always felt anxious when he could not see her. He also had two newborn sons. He loved looking into their eyes the most. They were black, bright, and pure, as if they could see into people's hearts.

Sometimes when Yinzhen watched his children grow up, he felt a kind of awe in his heart, awe for life.

Birth, aging, sickness and death are inevitable, and as long as there are children, his bloodline will continue.

"We're going on the road this time in July, which is the hottest time of the year. Don't wear that kind of padded robe anymore, or you'll get prickly heat." Chang Ning muttered to him as she packed his things.

"When you're riding, you're covered in dust, which is hard to wash. Your thighs are prone to sweat stains, which turn red. So wear these newly made cotton ones, which are comfortable, soft, and breathable. I've also got you a dozen pairs of slippers, so you can wear them in the carriage or in the tent. Let Su Peisheng remind you."

"When you wear slippers, don't wear socks. Take them off and let your feet breathe. Your feet are sweaty. After wearing socks all day, your socks will be soaked and your feet will be wrinkled."

Yinzhen watched Changning's red lips opening and closing, speaking words of concern for him, and his heart felt warm. He embraced her with his long arms, and held her in his arms. The faint fragrance of a woman reached his nose. He buried his face in the woman's neck, and his voice was muffled.

"I really want to take you away and never be apart."

Listening to Yinzhen's almost coquettish words, Changning smiled sweetly.