Quick Wear: I was a Favored Concubine in the Qing Dynasty

Kangxi was reviewing memorials when he saw Liang Jiugong sneaking in. He asked, "What's the matter?"

Liang Jiugong bowed and walked to the side of Kangxi. "In reply to the emperor, I just received a letter from a eunuch, saying that it was written to you by Wanliuha Gege in the palace."

This letter was not easy to come by. When the Imperial Household Department delivered it, Liang Jiugong's eyes almost fell to the ground. The Imperial Household Department originally did not want to deliver it, but one of his apprentices went back to do something. When he saw Ming Ke, the head maid of Wan Liuha, pleading with the people from the Imperial Household Department, this guy brought the letter back with him.

Kangxi glanced at Liang Jiugong, who immediately understood and placed the letter on the imperial desk where Kangxi handled memorials.

Kangxi secretly complained that Wan Liuha was just an impatient person. She had only been out for a few days and she was already writing him a letter.

The corners of her mouth turned up, and she opened the letter. The first sentence was: Your Majesty, I miss you! He also drew an irregular circle, which was out of place. Then she said that she had listened to him obediently in the past two days, eating and sleeping well.

She also wrote that when she was learning the rules before, a concubine came to find her. She didn't have a good relationship with her and said that she was pretending to be cold. She didn't know if she scared her away.

After saying this, she said that Concubine Zhao came to see her and said that Concubine Zhao was very beautiful and she was a little envious.

Finally, she said that her Changchun Palace was short of eunuchs, but the Imperial Household Department had not sent them to her. She sent people to ask about it, but the Imperial Household Department kept making excuses.

Kangxi frowned as he looked at the last part, and called Liang Jiugong to ask, "Did the eunuchs from Wan Liuha's palace deliver it?"

Liang Jiugong's eyes flashed, and he bowed and replied: "I don't know, I think the Imperial Household Department has already made arrangements." When Liang Jiugong heard what Kangxi said, he knew that the Imperial Household Department was probably just trying to please Wan Liuha.

Wan Liuha Gege couldn't bear it anymore and wrote a letter to complain.

However, it would be good if the Emperor could deal with those parasites in the Imperial Household Department. In the past two years, after the Queen passed away, the Grand Empress Dowager has grown older and more tolerant. The people in the Imperial Household Department have become more and more powerful, taking advantage of the fact that the Emperor is not available and no one pays attention to them.

Now that this has fallen into the hands of the emperor, I can only wish for the best.

Kangxi stared at Liang Jiugong with a cold and scorching gaze, and asked in a cold voice: "Liang Jiugong, you are starting to circle around me now, right?" This dog slave has now also learned that trick.

Liang Jiugong immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, "Your Majesty, I really didn't do that. I really have no say in the affairs of the Imperial Household Department. After Your Majesty ordered me to arrange a young eunuch for Wan Liuha Gege, I told the people in the Imperial Household Department a long time ago. I really don't know whether the Imperial Household Department has arranged it or not."

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Kangxi's expression and continued, "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has always been doing things according to the rules. According to the previous rules, it will probably take another two days for Wanliuha Gege's eunuch to be arranged."

In the past two years, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has ignored everyone except the Emperor, the Grand Empress Dowager, the Empress Dowager and the Crown Prince.

Kangxi picked up something from the table and threw it over, angrily saying, "Such a big thing, why didn't you tell me before? Is the Ministry of Internal Affairs a servant or a master?"

Liang Jiugong didn't dare to dodge, and the inkstone hit him directly, and the red ink dyed his clothes deep red.

Liang Jiugong cried and said, "Your Majesty, how dare I say anything? The steward of the Imperial Household Department is now the prince's wet nurse. Your Majesty has previously ordered them to put the prince first in everything, and everyone in the Imperial Household Department does so." How could he dare to complain? If he interfered in this matter, what would the emperor think of him?

Will they think he wants more power and will they keep him?

Kangxi snorted coldly and said dissatisfiedly: "You dare to say it now? You have more and more little thoughts!"

This dog slave is avoiding the important issues.

Liang Jiugong had a sad face and said, "Your Majesty, I know I was wrong. Please punish me." If he didn't say it now, he didn't know when he would have the chance to step on that bastard Prince's milkman in the future. Of course he had to do his part.

Thinking back to the past two years, when that bastard looked at him, there was a look of contempt in his eyes, like a eunuch. When he spoke, he had an attitude of superiority. He would always pat his shoulder from time to time when speaking, as if he was the second in command, like the prince was the boss and he was the second in command.

Kangxi immediately sent people back to investigate the matter.

Yu Suisui waited for two days but no one from the Ministry of Internal Affairs came. He thought that Kangxi's palace was in real chaos.

But it didn't matter if there was no eunuch. It was February now, and the earth was thawing and everything was reviving, but the weather was colder than when it snowed. She could stay in the couch and definitely didn't want to get up.

Not to mention going out.

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At this time, Ma Jia, the concubine of Zhongcui Palace, was sewing new clothes for the Crown Prince. Fang'er, the maid of Ma Jia, said as she was sewing the thread for Ma Jia, "My lady, the Crown Prince doesn't need this one, how about making another one for our little prince?"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is being taken care of by more than a dozen nannies and wet nurses. As soon as the embroiderers in the Imperial Household Department heard that it was a job for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, they all rushed to do it.

Moreover, the Emperor wanted the young lady to help raise His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but ever since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was conferred the title, his wet nurses have regarded the young lady as a thorn in their eyes, fearing that she would snatch their status in front of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

A gentle smile appeared on Ma Jia's pretty face. Her soft eyes fell on the clothes in her hands. She smiled and said, "After I finish this one, I'll make one for Changsheng." She had already made one for Changsheng, but spring was approaching, and the Emperor said that she was taking care of the Crown Prince. If she only made one for Changsheng, this would always be talked about.

Fang'er just loves her master, so she does this seriously. If the nannies just abandon her at will, all her master's efforts will be wasted.

Ma Jia didn't care. She just did it casually. She didn't really pay much attention to the Crown Prince. When he was born, that year, she first lost Saiyinchahun, and then lost Changhua who died just a few hours after birth.

The Emperor missed her, and the Crown Prince had lost his mother, so he thought of asking her to help raise the Crown Prince.

But Ma Jia herself was not very happy about it.

Fang'er also knew that it would be useless for her to persuade her master, unless the emperor ordered her master not to help look after the Crown Prince in the future.

"Master, I heard from others that Princess Wan Liuha in Changchun Palace is of average appearance, not even as pretty as the palace maid who serves tea to the emperor." What Fang'er didn't say was that Princess Wan Liuha was lucky. The Empress Dowager was too concerned about the emperor's offspring. If it were not in the past, such a person would not be able to serve such a precious person as the emperor.

Ma Jia smiled and said, "Is it a matter? I don't know about that." Being good-looking is a powerful weapon in the palace. If Princess Wanliuha is not good-looking, she will probably be a flash in the pan.

If you are lucky, you will get pregnant and give birth to a boy; if you are unlucky, it will be like rain falling into a pond, which will fall down before the water splashes up.

Fang'er approached Ma Jia and said, "Master, I heard it from the two sisters. She is the maid who lived in the same room with Wan Liuha. She said that Wan Liuha was plump and blessed, which is why the Empress Dowager took a fancy to her."

Talking about luck, it's hard to explain. These two sisters, with their almond-shaped faces, beautiful noses, and long hair, look extremely beautiful in their dark blue clothes that look old-fashioned.

It’s a pity that these two sisters didn’t get the first one.

But then again, Fang'er was still a little worried, "Master, I think the two sisters are pretty, and from now on..." If the emperor sees them, he will definitely like them.

Ma Jia raised her eyes, and a warning flashed in her sparkling autumn eyes, "Fang'er, they were personally selected by the Empress Dowager, so you should be careful. It's okay to ask for information, but if they really want to get their hands on them, I may not be able to protect you."

The Grand Empress Dowager was such a powerful figure that she felt suffocated even when breathing in front of her.

Fang'er immediately assured, "I dare not." She still had good sense. This batch of eight beauties were all selected by the Empress Dowager herself.

This is a treatment that has never been seen in previous elections.

Just when Ma Jia's clothes were finished and sent over, she heard that Kangxi had lost his temper and replaced the prince's wet nurse and several close servants who were taking care of him, and sent them all to the imperial farm outside the capital to cut grass.