The Virtuous Concubine

Kangxi was unhappy.

He had a boring Mid-Autumn Festival.

Am I old? My wife and sons are all jumping up and down, forming cliques, and they are eager to do something? !

Are you still entertaining your parents with colorful clothes? Are you that old now?

His most valued son was disobedient and caused trouble everywhere.

Although it was a small matter for the prince to beat a palace maid to death, if it got out... it would definitely damage his reputation. He didn't know how to cover it up at all. He beat the palace maid to death and wandered around the East Six Palaces for a long time, afraid that others would not suspect him!

Not only did he have to clean up the mess for the prince, but he also had to investigate whether there was anyone behind this palace maid who tried to get close to the prince... It was so frustrating!

Originally, Wen Xian or Yinzhen Yinzuo were the best candidates, but now none of these three are free.

De Zhao... He shook his head. She was simple and gentle, and couldn't do such a thing. Let Wei Zhu do it. He was ruthless and thoughtful, and he could do it, but he was a slave, and he was still restrained when investigating his master.

There are so many sons, but few of them are worry-free. The eldest brother, who had just been released, quarreled with the other brothers and almost fought. And he was not the one who was unreasonable. The others were also dishonest and needed to be taught a lesson.

What else could Kangxi do? He could only hold his nose and continue to deal with these troubles.

After dealing with these trivial matters, he opened the official report from Jiangsu. Seeing that the flood problem was being gradually resolved, he felt a little relieved.

Kangxi, feeling a heavy weight lifted off his chest, leaned back on the dragon throne and closed his eyes slightly. Liang Jiugong saw the opportunity and winked at the young palace maid next to him, who shyly stepped forward to give Kangxi a massage.

The woman's movements were gentle and arousing, but Kangxi soon sighed, "How clumsy."

The palace maid was struck by lightning and was about to kneel down to beg for mercy, but Liang Jiugong's men covered her mouth and dragged her away. She disappeared without making a sound.

Liang Jiugong felt sympathetic. Although the emperor was not as cruel as the prince, the palace maid was dead after he said such disdainful words.

Kangxi did not even raise his eyelids, but just sighed to himself: "Now, I don't even have a satisfactory and capable person around me."

Liang Jiugong bowed and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down. It is because we servants have not trained them well. I will find another smart one for you right away."

But Kangxi stopped him: "Forget it, it's all the same." He opened his eyes, full of fatigue.

In fact, it wasn’t that the little palace maid did something wrong, it was just that Kangxi was troubled by something, so he was dissatisfied with everything.

Before Liang Jiugong could continue to confess, Kangxi ordered Li Guangdi to be called.

Although the flood had eased, the subsequent reconstruction work was still arduous and required the court to continuously invest manpower, material resources and financial resources. He asked Li Guangdi: "Have all the follow-up arrangements for the Jiangsu flood been implemented?"

Li Guangdi replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the disaster relief work has achieved initial results. The restoration of the water conservancy project is currently under the charge of the local officials led by the Fourth and Seventh Princes. The Ministry of Works plans to send two assistant ministers to assist the two princes. Food from various places is also being transported to the disaster-stricken areas to ensure that the people do not suffer from hunger."

Kangxi nodded slightly: "We must not slack off in the slightest. We must ensure that the people can resume their peaceful lives and work as soon as possible. However... forget about the people from the Ministry of Works. Let the Fourth and Seventh Princes take charge. The Ministry of Works will coordinate and cooperate in the capital."

Li Guangdi hurriedly said yes, but he was full of doubts in his heart, wondering why Kangxi did not allow the Ministry of Works to go. It was strange that the emperor was unwilling to send any more officials from the capital except for the people led by the Fourth and Seventh Princes.

But the Emperor had no dissatisfaction with the Fourth and Seventh Princes, and it didn't seem like he wanted to deliberately make things difficult for them. Moreover, the flood in the south of the Yangtze River was a major matter concerning people's livelihood, and the Emperor would never treat such a matter as a joke.

How could Kangxi allow officials from the capital to go? Who knows, one of them has seen the Seventh Prince, and the fake one next to the Fourth Prince will be exposed immediately.

Kangxi then chatted with Li Guangdi about some trivial matters. When he seemed to be casual, Kangxi said to him: "It's strange. You just recommended He Zhuo to me. I have only met him for two days, and the eighth prince's horrible handwriting appeared in front of me. It's really infuriating."

Li Guangdi was shocked, but he remained calm and replied: "Your Majesty has a keen eye and can make everyone find their place. I recommended He Zhuo because I valued his extraordinary talent and superb calligraphy. I never expected that he would be so suitable for the needs of the Eighth Prince. This is really a blessing for He Zhuo."

Kangxi looked at Li Guangdi with a half-smile: "I am also curious, there is really such a coincidence. If I didn't know, I would have thought that you had contact with the Eighth Prince."

Kangxi certainly knew that according to the chronological order, it was Li Guangdi who recommended He Zhuo first, but he just felt that it was the Eighth Prince's action, so it was natural for him to assign He Zhuo to his side.

It has to be said that Yinzuo really understood Kangxi. He just stuffed a man who only knew how to write, had a straight-forward character and was not suitable for officialdom to be by the side of the Eighth Prince. He took the Eighth Prince's position as his master and made trouble for him. He also made Kangxi suspect that he had other intentions by marrying the Eighth Prince.

Li Guangdi knelt down hurriedly and said, "Your Majesty, I am dedicated to serving the court and have no special relationship with the Eighth Prince. I recommended He Zhuo only because I value his talent."

Kangxi nodded slightly and said, "Get up. I just asked casually. You don't need to panic. But it's time for the Eighth Prince to practice calligraphy. With a good teacher like He Zhuo, I hope he can make progress."

Li Guangdi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. What's wrong with Seventh Prince? Why is he suddenly trying to trick me?

"Your Majesty is wise and enlightened. The Eighth Prince is very talented and with He Zhuo's careful instruction, he will surely make great progress in calligraphy."

Kangxi also found it boring. In fact, he asked Wei Zhu to check and found that the Eighth Prince was indeed trying to please and get close to Li Guangdi, but Li Guangdi was still relatively reserved.

But with Li Guangdi recommending his apprentice, he felt that Li Guangdi had probably made his choice, and now he was distancing himself from him just to avoid suspicion. He waved his hand, signaling Li Guangdi to leave, and then picked up the court report and read it carefully, which recorded in detail the relief provided to the affected people, as well as some words of gratitude from the people to the court.

He did not read the flattering contents, but the summary and suggestions and requests to the court were definitely written by Wen Xian. Some local gentry tried to take advantage of the opportunity to hoard supplies and drive up prices, and some local petty officials pretended to obey the court's orders but actually disobeyed them. Wen Xian solved all these problems very well.