The Virtuous Concubine

He nodded with approval and appreciation, then pinched his brows and opened the report from the frontier.

The situation around him was also extremely serious. Although he had won a great victory in Dzungar and had successfully reached peace talks with Tsarist Russia, the good times did not last long. New forces were stirring in the dark, and the stability of the border once again became a heavy stone weighing heavily on Kangxi's heart.

Kangxi wanted to seize the opportunity and marry Princess Kejing, born to the noble lady Guo Luoluo, to strengthen the relationship with Khorchin. At the same time, he also needed to marry another princess to Dundubdorji, the Khalkha prince of the Borjigit clan.

Although the Mongolian tribe ruled by the Khalkha Prince is located in a remote and desolate place, it is a strong tribe with strong soldiers and horses, and is undoubtedly a tribe worth winning over. But at present, Wen Xian is the only daughter available for marriage.

Kangxi sat in the imperial study, brows furrowed, picking up and putting down the teacup in his hand.

If Wen Xian was an ordinary princess born to an ordinary concubine, he wouldn't have to frown. But Wen Xian was a boy and a girl, and her birth was considered a sign of good fortune. She herself was extraordinary and very capable. If she was married to Mongolia, it would be a blessing or a curse for the Qing Dynasty.

From the perspective of the court, marrying Wen Xian would certainly help stabilize the peace of the border. For the Mongolians in the northern desert, it would undoubtedly be a special favor that would further strengthen the connection between the two sides. However, she had clearly expressed her unwillingness to marry, and she was definitely not the kind of person who was afraid of hardship and only coveted wealth and glory. If he forced her to marry far away, Kangxi was really not sure whether she would resent him because of her stubborn character.

Kangxi shook his head and gave up the idea of ​​letting Wen Xian marry. If she was really married to Mobei, if Mobei became increasingly powerful with Wen Xian's talents, it might even become a major threat to the Qing Dynasty.

Kangxi had complete confidence in Wen Xian's abilities. However, it was precisely because of this trust that he knew very well that if she married far away, Wen Xian would probably no longer obey his arrangements.

If Wen Xian married, she would definitely be able to firmly control the northern Mongolia and even a larger territory. But with the help of the northern Mongolian army, Yonghe Palace would also be a threat to the prince. Forget it, it doesn't work no matter how you look at it.

After Kangxi made up his mind, he ordered Liang Jiugong to present a list of princesses from the royal family. This time, he would choose a suitable girl from the royal family, confer the title of Heshuo Princess, and let her marry in place of Wenxian.

In this way, without Malu, Wen Xian and others knowing, Wen Xian saved himself with his talent and also cheated another girl.

When Liang Jiugong went down to prepare the booklet, Wei Zhu was beside him preparing to take over his shift. Liang Jiugong was not shy at all and even deliberately let Wei Zhu see the booklet.

Wei Zhu was also puzzled, but looking at Liang Jiugong's secretive eyes, he suddenly realized that this old thief probably knew who was behind him.

And he is probably also connected with the Yonghe Palace behind him!

He calmly said to Liang Jiugong: "Eunuch Liang, what do you mean? You are so casual about the emperor's errand, aren't you afraid of something going wrong?"

Liang Jiugong smiled slightly, with a sly look in his eyes: "You are joking. I just think that you are a favorite of His Majesty, so it's okay for you to know these things. Besides, don't you know the interests involved?"

Wei Zhu sneered and left in a hurry without saying anything. He had to inform Yonghe Palace of the news as soon as possible.

The old fox, instead of saying anything himself, he orders himself to tip off!

But he didn't dare not tell it, so he quickly found an opportunity to tell Yinzuo. Yinzuo was not in a hurry: "Pick up one or two names and tell me."

Wei Zhu reluctantly recalled four or five names he had scanned. Yin Zuo knew almost every member of the royal family by heart, and he was relieved after hearing the names: "You are thoughtful and have done a good job, but don't worry about this matter, it will be a good thing for Yonghe Palace."

Wei Zhu was relieved and left in a hurry. He came here to enjoy the opportunity of Kangxi's daily appreciation of food, so it was not suitable for him to stay for long. Ma Lu sent Wei Zhu away and asked Yin Zuo to come over to eat the imperial food: "Why are you and Wei Zhu whispering to each other? What happened?"

Yinzuo looked up after he sat down and said casually, "Perhaps the emperor is short of a matchmaker and wants to find one among the princesses of the royal family."

Malu patted his chest after hearing this and said, "Can you please stop breathing so hard when you speak? You scared me. I thought..."

Yinzuo smiled and said comfortingly, "It can't be my sister. My sister is doing very well in Jiangnan. How could the emperor be willing to let such a capable daughter get married, and go to Mongolia, which the emperor is always on guard against? Mother, you will probably have to worry about the emperor's reluctance to let my sister get married in the future."

Ma Lu felt relieved when she heard this: "You are right. Fortunately, she went to Jiangnan. It was a blessing in disguise. But I don't know which girl this royal daughter will choose. This time, she will also sacrifice for the Qing Dynasty."

As he spoke, Malu looked a little gloomy.

Yinzuo took a piece of food with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth. After chewing and swallowing it slowly, he said, "It can't be helped. They are named Aixinjueluo and don't have the ability and status of their elder sister. However, the emperor has always had a good eye for selecting people. I believe he will choose a suitable girl from the royal family who can not only complete the mission of marriage but also live smoothly in Mongolia."

Malu sighed quietly, "I hope so. I just don't know when there will be a day when any woman in the Qing Dynasty will not have to marry a foreign prince."

She had no intention of condemning Yinzuo. It was rare for Yinzuo to care about his sister in this cold palace. As a father, didn't Kangxi easily marry his daughter off to a distant place?

After hearing this, Yinzuo looked at his mother in surprise, and then subconsciously looked at the palace servants around him. The palace servants understood what he meant and retreated quietly.

After the palace servants had left, Yinzuo lowered his voice and said to Malu, "Mother, you can't say that. I understand your compassion. But... if others hear it, they might misunderstand that you are dissatisfied with the decision of the emperor."

Seeing Malu glaring at him, he quickly waved his hands: "My son does not support the marriage, absolutely not, sincerely, no matter who gets married, my son will not support it. The country depends on a wise ruler, and entrusting the safety of the country to a woman is not the attitude of a son, but the attitude of the emperor."

Seeing her son cut ties with Kangxi so easily, Malu couldn't help but laugh: "I know, I know. I just feel sorry for the girl. But why can't your princes marry into the imperial court? They are tough and strong, and they all know how to ride, shoot, and drink. They are suitable for life in Mongolia and have common topics with the Mongols. I think the princes are more suitable for marriage."