I pretend to be a unicorn in the Red Mansion

Time flies by like a white horse passing by. In the blink of an eye, it is already June and the weather is becoming more and more hot and unbearable.

Kangxi often sat there and dozed off unknowingly.

He didn't notice anything unusual about himself. After all, it was normal to feel sleepy in spring, tired in autumn and nap in summer.

Liang Jiugong had been with Kangxi all his life. He noticed that Kangxi was different and couldn't help but remind him once.

Then I fell ill the next day.

Liang Jiugong didn't dare to say anything more now.

At that time, Kangxi also laughed at Liang Jiugong for being suspicious.

Jia Cheng continuously fed him various elixirs, and Kangxi felt that his whole body was filled with strength.

Unfortunately, this was just his illusion, there was a deviation between his psychological cognition and physical condition.

Everyone knew that the emperor had health problems, but seeing that the talkative Liang Jiugong almost died of illness, no one dared to say anything more, for fear of being punished by God.

Kangxi was physically exhausted, but his spirit was extremely excited.

He always believed in his heart that he was still young and there were many wonderful things waiting for him to experience.

He longed to travel to famous mountains and rivers with Jia Cheng and appreciate the magnificent scenery of lonely smoke rising in the desert and the setting sun over the long river.

Let's enjoy together the charming scenery of the setting sun, the solitary wild goose flying together, and the autumn water and the sky being the same color.

In short, he has no interest in national affairs now and is completely unwilling to pay attention to them.

Jia Cheng often went to the palace to chat with him and have fun with him.

Kangxi was immersed in the good times with Jia Cheng all day long and became increasingly unwilling to deal with the tedious affairs of the court.

He even had the idea of ​​abdicating early and couldn't wait for the remaining six months to be over.

However, Kangxi did not dare to abdicate prematurely. He had to obtain Jia Cheng's consent. After all, Jia Cheng was the executive vice emperor.

So he asked someone to invite Jia Cheng to the palace, and said with some trepidation:

"Brother Cheng, you have seen the performance of the princes over the past six months.

Lao Ba is indeed better than the others, what do you think if I give him the throne now?"

Kangxi carefully observed the expression on Jia Cheng's face, fearing that he would be angry.

And I was prepared to be rejected again.

Unexpectedly, Jia Cheng just smiled and agreed, "Your Majesty, this throne is yours. Who will inherit it? When will it be inherited? It's up to you to decide. I have no right to interfere."

Jia Cheng was speaking from the heart, but Kangxi thought he was being sarcastic and quickly explained:

"Brother Cheng, if you want me to abdicate in half a year, I don't have to abdicate now. Don't be angry."

Kangxi looked at Jia Cheng nervously, trying to find a hint of dissatisfaction or displeasure from his expression and tone.

However, Jia Cheng's expression remained calm, without the slightest fluctuation.

"Your Majesty, you misunderstood me. I didn't mean to stop you from passing the throne to the Eighth Prince now." Jia Cheng explained softly.

Kangxi frowned slightly, still seeming to have some doubts.

Jia Cheng sighed softly and continued, "Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince is indeed capable of this position.

If you think it is time to pass the throne to Bage, then I will naturally fully support it. "

Hearing this, Kangxi finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Jia Cheng with gratitude and said, "Brother Cheng, I am deeply relieved that you can understand me so well.

However, this matter needs to be considered carefully and not rushed.”

Jia Cheng agreed to his request to abdicate so easily that Kangxi became hesitant.

He had always been looking forward to abdicating as soon as possible so that he could go out and enjoy himself.

But now that this wish was suddenly about to come true, he couldn't help feeling a little empty.

He even wondered if Jia Cheng was testing him to see if he would listen to him.

Kangxi had no imperial authority at all in front of Jia Cheng, and sometimes he had to carefully watch Jia Cheng's expression before acting.

After all, Jia Cheng had lost his temper with him many times in the past six months, and had worn him down to the point where he had lost his temper.

Whenever Jia Cheng gets angry, it’s really annoying!

Either there is a flood here or a drought there, and there are even natural disasters such as earthquakes, landslides and thunderstorms.

Kangxi gradually figured out some patterns, and he realized that he needed to consider the people of the world and pamper and coax his little unicorn.

Only in this way can we avoid more disasters from happening to the world and allow the people to live a peaceful life.

However, Kangxi did not blame Jia Cheng for the natural disasters. Instead, he reflected on whether he had done well enough.

Auspicious animals also have tempers.

His little Qilin has come down to earth for the sake of the people of the world and has suffered so much. What's wrong with him getting angry now?

I can only pamper her.

Jia Cheng sensed Kangxi's indulgence, so he became more and more aggressive in showing his temper in front of Kangxi and speaking without restraint.

He could still pretend to be a cool and aloof little god in front of others, but he turned into a ferocious little beast in front of Kangxi.

Sometimes when she got angry, she dared to hit Kangxi with a stick and beat or scold him whenever she wanted.

Liang Jiugong went from being terrified at first to becoming numb later on.

The emperor was not angry at all, he was enjoying it. He was worried that Prince Rui's behavior was a bit unnecessary.

These two people are just a match made in heaven, one willing to fight and the other willing to be beaten.

Kangxi was really afraid that Jia Cheng would be angry, so he went over and held his hand and asked, "Brother Cheng, are you really not angry?"

Jia Cheng smiled helplessly, "I'm not angry, I'm speaking from the heart. You don't think I'm being sarcastic, do you?

In fact, there is no difference whether you let the Eighth Prince succeed to the throne now or half a year later.

Anyway, he is in charge of all matters in the court now, so it is better for him to retire early, and you can live a peaceful and stable life as an emperor."

Jia Cheng looked sincere.

Kangxi confirmed it again and again until Jia Cheng slapped him twice impatiently, and then Kangxi stopped asking.

A familiar slap, a familiar taste.

Now Kangxi felt relieved. After confirming that Jia Cheng truly agreed to his abdication, he couldn't wait to call the Eighth Prince to the palace.

After Kangxi had a secret talk with the Eighth Prince, he announced his abdication the next day and passed the throne to the Eighth Prince.

Although the news was somewhat sudden, the ministers had a feeling that it was expected.

After all, Kangxi had praised the Eighth Prince for his thorough work countless times in front of his ministers, and he made no secret of his admiration for him.

Concubine Liang became Imperial Noble Concubine in January this year, with a status comparable to that of the Vice Queen.

Everyone knows the origin of Concubine Liang, and also knows that the emperor didn't like her before and had no feelings for her any longer.

Now the emperor has given her the supreme status.

Isn’t this the case that a mother’s status is determined by her son?

When the dust settled, the ministers all breathed a sigh of relief. The farce of the princes taking turns to be emperor was finally over.

Although most of the princes went to sea or to the Western Regions, there were only a few left.

But these ministers were also tortured.

When the Eighth Prince ascended the throne, his people were naturally ecstatic. Their master had finally ascended to the supreme position, and their status as the emperor's followers was secure.

The Fourth Prince's group had different expressions on their faces. Some showed unwillingness and anger, while others were helpless and sighed.

The neutral royalists watched the show leisurely. They would follow whoever became emperor and they would not take sides.

There is also a small group of people who are neither the Fourth Prince's party nor the Eighth Prince's party, nor the royalist party or the other princes' party.

They were all willing to follow Jia Cheng.

After all, Prince Rui's status in the Qing Dynasty was supreme, more stable than that of other princes and even the emperor.

Even if the Qing Dynasty is gone, mythical beasts like the Qilin will not disappear.

Jia Cheng's party members looked at each other, admired the expressions of other parties, and felt that they were really smart guys.

Their thighs are the thickest.

The Fourth Prince looked at the jubilant smiles of the ministers from the Eighth Prince's faction and lowered his head somewhat dejectedly.

His heart was filled with loss and regret. He once thought that he still had a chance to fight for the throne, but now it seemed that it was too late.

The fourth prince Yinzhen thought bitterly: "I have clearly tried my best, why did I still lose? God is so unfair.

I have done so many great things that benefited the country and the people. I even went to the Yellow River in person to control the flood in advance, and almost lost my life.

But in the end, I, who was a practical person, lost miserably, while Lao Ba, who only relied on his mouth, won. "

"Oh..." He sighed and felt that life was really a farce.

After the court session, the defeated Fourth Prince hurriedly fled with the Thirteenth Prince.

He really couldn't stand the smug look on the Eighth Prince's face, and he didn't want to see other people's contemptuous eyes.

The Fourth Prince and the Eighth Prince have always been at loggerheads with each other, and the hatred between them is deeply rooted.

Now that the Fourth Prince has been defeated, he knows that his future will be difficult.

Fortunately, the emperor is still alive, and the eighth brother should not kill him, but even if he can escape the death penalty, he cannot escape the punishment of living.

The Fourth Prince gritted his teeth and prepared himself to be tortured.

For the safety of his family, he had no choice but to endure.

In this life, what he is best at is endurance.

However, what will the future be like?

The Fourth Prince was filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

If one day the Emperor was no longer around, would the Eighth still let him go? He didn't dare to think too deeply about this question.

He was worried not only about his own future, but also about the sixteen children in his family.

His heart ached when he thought that all these children would die because of him.

When the Fourth Prince was in a bad mood, fortunately the Thirteenth Prince was by his side, which prevented him from going crazy.

The Thirteenth Prince looked at his brother who was once full of vigor and vitality but now so decadent, and he couldn't help but feel an indescribable grief in his heart.

He took a deep breath and said in a difficult and bitter voice, "Fourth brother... Eighth brother has ascended the throne as emperor, and now the imperial decree has been issued, nothing can be undone.

You have been fighting with the starling for so long that you have already offended him deeply.

Fourth brother, I think we should make plans early. Why don’t we follow the example of ninth brother and go out to sea?

Brother Jiu's territory is now half the size of the Qing Dynasty. Since he can establish another Qing Dynasty, why can't we?"

The Fourth Prince shook his head stubbornly, a hideous and distorted expression on his face, his eyes flashing with flames of anger and unwillingness.

He gnashed his teeth and said, "Thirteenth brother, I won't accept this! I am of noble birth and my abilities are far superior to his.

But why did the Emperor choose him as his successor? Why? "The Fourth Prince looked frantic, eager to find an answer.

He continued to curse loudly, "My adopted mother is the noble queen, my biological mother is Consort De, and I am the most noble.

And his biological mother was just a humble slave in the Xinzheku.

He is inferior to me in every way, yet he became the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. How can I swallow this humiliation? "

The Fourth Prince's words were full of paranoia, as if he was possessed by a demon, which made people feel terrified.

There was a desperate madness in his eyes, and he seemed to have lost his mind.

He could no longer tell whether he was fighting with the Eighth Prince for the throne or for a fight.

The Thirteenth Prince looked at the Fourth Prince helplessly and patiently advised him: "Fourth Brother, the Eighth Prince was able to become the emperor not because he is so powerful.

It’s not because of his good family background, but because he knows how to please Prince Rui.

Now I understand clearly that the Emperor only listens to Prince Rui. Whoever Prince Rui wants to be the emperor can be the emperor.

Obviously, at the beginning, Prince Rui had a closer relationship with us, but later he went to help Lao Ba, Fourth Brother, it was us who didn’t seize the opportunity. "

The Fourth Prince almost fainted when he heard this, he was so angry.