The Virtuous Concubine

When Ma Lu saw Princess Wenxian enter the inner hall, he asked her with a smile, "Do those two brats outside know they are wrong?"

Wen Xian smiled and nodded: "I was shocked when I heard the news. But my mother had a way to deal with them. She subdued them with just a few words."

Malu gently put down the teacup in her hand, and the cup touched the sandalwood table lightly, making a slight "tap" sound. She raised her hand to tidy up her hair, not quite agreeing with her daughter's words: "These two people are stubborn and will not change even if they are beaten with a stick, and their tempers are worse than each other. What can I do with them? I just said a few words, hoping to wake them up."

Wen Xian chuckled: "They just deserve to be punished. If mother is willing, let me take turns whipping them a few times, maybe that will be enough."

Malu looked up at the sky in silence, wondering who her daughter inherited her personality from.

Wen Xian shook Malu's arm and said, "Mother, have you read Yinzuo's letter?"

Malu poked her forehead and said, "Of course, he said that he would send someone to deliver the gifts for your father's fiftieth birthday and your fourth brother's wedding in a while. Are you ready? Don't be too flustered and lose your manners when the time comes."

Wen Xian nodded randomly: "I know, I know. I'll prepare when I get back. I'm sure everything will go well. Anything else?"

Malu laughed and chased her out: "What else can he tell me? Go, go, help me settle these accounts first, and then go and look at these approvals. As long as they are not too outrageous, you can approve them."

Wen Xian did not refuse and sat down to start watching. Ma Lu also sat beside her and started watching together.

After a while, Wen Xian discovered something was wrong: "Mother, why did He Yi transfer a second-class maid to our Yonghe Palace?"

Hesheli Heyi, a true prince's party, is now the Minister of the Imperial Household Department. Kangxi appointed Ling Pu to prevent the prince from being wronged. The prince's wet nurse was appointed as the Minister of the Imperial Household Department to prevent the prince from being wronged in terms of food, clothing and daily expenses. Later, Kangxi cleaned up the Imperial Household Department and replaced Ling Pu, but still appointed Heyi from the Hesheli family.

The number of maids and eunuchs in Yonghe Palace had already been filled, so why did they suddenly add one more? Or was it the prince's people who gave the order personally?

Malu smiled helplessly, what else could be the reason?

Although the prince could not stand Kangxi's desire for control, he actually had a strong desire for control himself. Especially after Malu told him about the child, he became even more neurotic.

Although Malu repeatedly assured him that he would talk to him first if he had any problems in the future, he was still worried. He even sent someone to Malu without telling him first, saying that they could fight each other and that if he had any questions or wanted to send anything in private in the future, he could just give her the name.

After this palace maid came here, she changed her name to Bai Qian. Now she follows Bai Fu to learn everything about Yonghe Palace. Malu does not plan to let her serve him closely.

But Malu couldn't tell the truth to her daughter. Her eyes flickered slightly, and she could only find a seemingly plausible excuse: "Mother and the prince made a deal. The prince helped Fourteenth once, and then I returned the favor."

Wen Xian disagreed: "Mother, aren't you courting disaster? You should quickly find a way to get rid of Bai Qian. As long as she stays in Yonghe Palace, our every move will be under the eyes of the prince. We will no longer have any freedom in the future."

Malu coughed guiltily, "Your mother does things in an upright manner, so why should she be afraid of others snooping on her? Okay, okay, I'll make my own plans, you don't have to worry about this, let's continue to check the accounts, let's continue to check the accounts."

Wen Xian was almost irritated by Malu's arrogance, and stamped his feet and said, "Are we just going to let the prince ride on our heads? No, mother, I'm going to find my fourth brother and ask him to report him in the court. Let's see if he dares to be so arrogant again."

Malu hurriedly grabbed his daughter and comforted her with kind words for a long time before the situation was finally over.

The daughter didn't understand, this was purely a hobby between her and the prince. And Wen Xian didn't know who was riding whom, but Ma Lu Ke knew it best.

At this time, the prince, who was detained in the Qianqing Palace by Kangxi, seemed to sense something and couldn't help sneezing.

In the past few days, he has been listening in on Mingzhu, his uncle Soetu and Tong Guowei, several internal ministers, discussing military affairs in the northwest. Today, he was called to the Qianqing Palace in the afternoon to attend government affairs.

When Kangxi saw his eldest son sneezing, he quickly asked someone to put a charcoal basin at his feet, and then hastily ended the discussion and told him to go back and rest.

Mingzhu was happy to be glared at by Soetu and was not annoyed. She bent down and bowed to see the prince off.

Fourteen went to the Northwest, and Mingzhu thought she was the biggest winner.

But the real identity of Fourteen is the eldest son and grandson of the eldest house of Nalan Family. Mingzhu himself is the representative and leader of the civil officials of this dynasty. Now his grandson is so outstanding that he has won the favor of the emperor and the help of the prince and was sent to the northwest to supervise the army. How can it be described as wonderful!

What impressed him the most was that, at the young age of fourteen, his performance after receiving the order was impeccable.

Mingzhu asked herself, even if she counted her own generation, there would be no children of the Nalan family who could rival Fourteen! The more the grandfather looked at his eldest grandson, the more he loved him.

When Soetu saw Mingzhu so happy, he thought that Mingzhu was happy because the Hesheli family or the prince did not take advantage. He also sneered at Mingzhu for being short-sighted. However, he pretended to oppose but did not dare to say it, and stood aside sullenly.

Yinreng returned to Yuqing Palace to rest for a night. The first thing he did the next day was to read the briefings on the movements inside and outside the palace. After browsing for a while, he opened a special box. The box contained the news that Bai Qian had delivered from Yonghe Palace.

When did Concubine De Zhao get up, how was her mood, what did she eat, what did she wear afterwards, what did she do, what did she say... Everything that Bai Qian observed or heard was written down in detail.

In other words, Malu didn't know that Bai Qian remembered so many details. His daily life was spied on so thoroughly that he would probably feel his hair standing on end and his whole body cold. He would never accept such a person being around.

It also mentioned the quarrel between the Fourth Prince and the Fourteenth Prince, and how Malu was angry and punished them to clean the courtyard. When the prince read that after Malu drove them away, he and Wen Xian took two rocking chairs and basked in the sun in the courtyard, saying that it was worthy of being a courtyard swept by the princes and it was comfortable to stay there, he spit out a mouthful of tea.

She seems to love flowers very much?

Yonghe Palace seemed to be lush and green all year round, without a single bleak scene. He was deeply impressed by the flower wall in the flower hall, the sweet-scented osmanthus in the back garden, the lotus and crabapple in the courtyard, and... the roses climbing all over the palace walls.

Not to mention that she once personally took care of a piece of land in Shanglinyuan. Now she goes there less often, but her children still go there to look after it from time to time.

What a strange woman. I'll go see her some other day.

He was lost in thought as he held the pieces of paper in his hands. Chen Xin, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but sigh quietly as he watched.