The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

"Is Hongsheng okay?"

Listening to Honghui's words, Hongqing laughed so hard that he was confused.

"That brat is just like me. He makes my father so angry that he blows his beard and glares every day. He also directly blames my mother for not being able to educate him. Now he is trying to get his concubine pregnant in order to give birth to two more sons."

Listening to Hong Qing's crude and straightforward words, Hong Hui blushed. He pushed Hong Qing and said, "Don't talk nonsense. We have no right to interfere with the elders' backyard affairs."

"What's the big deal? Don't you have people serving you?" Hong Qing didn't care.

Honghui didn't want to continue this topic, but was teased by Hongqing: "Hahaha, what are you afraid of? We will get married in two years. But with our status, the emperor probably won't refer to a girl from a high-ranking family. Hey, tell me, what kind of wife do you want?"

Honghui had never thought about this, but if he really thought about it, it should be gentle and elegant.

Hong Qing was still immersed in his own fantasy: "I just want a pretty one with a good figure. When the time comes, I will beg my mother to choose a few beautiful princesses for me. But I heard that the female slaves in Persia are very charming and passionate."

Honghui twitched his lips: "I didn't expect you to be such a playboy."

"Of course, didn't you see my father? I must have taken after him!"

Honghui was speechless.

"But then again, your younger brother is indeed a big threat! His maternal family is prominent, his mother has a title and is favored. And his intelligence is obvious to all in the study. Even the Queen likes him." Hong Qing also became worried.

"It would be great if Fourth Uncle could ask for permission to make you the Crown Prince. That way, it wouldn't matter if you had a few more capable brothers. They would all be your helpers. How wonderful!"

Honghui's eyes flickered slightly.

He was unwilling to get to the point of competing for power with Hongyan, and he never thought about a life-and-death battle. In his heart, Hongyan was a very good brother, and he was very proud of him.

But it did add a lot of pressure to myself invisibly.

It would be great if Father could ask for the title of Crown Prince for me. Honghui thought, he would be very good to his brothers.

He likes the smart Hongyan, they are brothers! He also likes the cute and naughty Hongzhao, and the young Hongmin, Hongchen and Hongyang, they are all brothers. He will not treat his brothers badly.

I just don't know if Ama can trust me...

Yinzhen was busy in the Ministry of Revenue for more than a month and did not even return home.

The Ministry of Revenue was damp and cold, and there was not enough charcoal. Fortunately, Changning sent a large cart of red charcoal here every day, as well as two large buckets of mutton soup and mutton steamed buns, which made Yinzhen's life much more comfortable.

Even other officials from the Ministry of Revenue who were involved in the matter developed a liking for the kind-hearted Concubine Chun.

Someone praised Fu Cha Changxing: "Brother Changxing, Concubine Chun is really kind-hearted. If it weren't for the thick quilt she sent me these days, I wouldn't be able to bear my cold legs."

Changxing's lips were curled up perfectly, and he felt so happy.

"My sister is like this. She has been soft-hearted since she was young. She can't bear to step on an ant when she sees it on the roadside."

Yinzhen almost laughed out loud when he heard this from behind, but he still gave him face and didn't expose him.

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Yinzhen waved his hand and asked his colleagues who had been working overtime for more than a month to go back home to rest.

The Seventh, Thirteenth and Fourteenth were all wailing. They were also extremely tired. It was mainly because they had to check the accounts, and their eyes were almost blinded.

Fourteen had been accompanying Yinzhen to collect money during this period. He felt that his face was becoming more and more ferocious, and he could not help complaining: "These grandsons, they didn't quickly take out the money when they met me, and they had to be whipped by me!"

Thirteen smiled and consoled: "Fourteen is still strong and healthy, and follows Fourth Brother to beat people every day."

Fourteen rolled his eyes at him and snorted, "They won't cry until they see the coffin. They are so stubborn. They thought we were joking with him, but Fourteenth Master got angry and directly raided his house."

Yinzhen shouted, "Don't talk nonsense! If someone with ulterior motives hears it, it will cause another round of trouble."

Fourteenth pursed his lips, and Yinzhen felt a pain in his temples. To say that Fourteenth was really capable, he had helped a lot recently, but he was too mean.

"Alright, alright, today is Laba Festival, go back and have a good rest, come back tomorrow."

After hearing Yinzhen's words, the three brothers, who were dizzy with the account books, finally regained some energy. They all hurriedly bowed and left, and hurried back to their homes to sleep.

Yinzhen smiled helplessly, and stretched himself, feeling that all the bones in his body were stiff. They made crackling sounds when he stretched them.

Su Peisheng bent forward and said, "Are you going back home, sir? There's a car outside to pick you up."

Yinzhen was startled: "There's a car? Who's coming?"

"Master Chun, she's passing by here."

Upon hearing that Changning was coming, Yinzhen hurriedly told Su Peisheng to pack up and he strode out first.

As soon as Yinzhen walked out of the door, he saw his own carriage parked on the opposite street.

"Why did you come out today? Are you cold?"

Yinzhen got on the carriage in two or three steps and saw Changning sitting inside with a smile on her face.

"It's not cold. I brought a hand warmer." Chang Ning was in a good mood and made room for him. "Can we go home today?"

Yinzhen nodded: "We have roughly sorted out the rules and regulations. Fourteenth and I have asked for some of them back."

"It's almost the end of the year, and they probably want to save some money for the New Year, so don't chase them too hard."

"I know."

Yinzhen took Changning's hand and blew on it gently. It was still warm. He then touched the thick layer of cotton inside her clothes. Only then did he feel relieved.

The carriage was moving slowly, and Changning smiled and shared the good news with him: "My second sister-in-law is pregnant again. She just went to congratulate her."

Yinzhen was also very happy. The Fucha family was growing in number, which was a good thing.

"Of course, Wu Xiha is over one year old, so it's a good thing for her to get pregnant now."

Chang Ning smiled brightly: "It's hard to say. I just don't know if it will be a girl this time. Mo Yaqi and Wu Xiha are both very well-behaved and cute, and it would be great for the sisters to play together. It doesn't matter whether the next child is a boy or a girl. But why hasn't there been any news about my eldest sister-in-law in the past two years."

Changning chattered to him about trivial matters such as family matters and women giving birth, but Yinzhen did not feel annoyed. Instead, he felt very warm and cooperated well.

"Doshihun and Alin'a are both fine. It doesn't matter whether your sister-in-law is there or not."

"Look, my eldest sister-in-law gave birth to two sons and she's been hoping for a daughter. My second sister-in-law gave birth to two daughters and she's also hoping for both sons and daughters."

"It will happen, it will happen." Yinzhen leaned his head on Changning, the carriage swaying, and he fell asleep soon after listening to his lover's gentle words.