Two lives and two fates [forty-eight rebirth]

Maybe today is a good day, when Yinhu returned to the door of the mansion, there was a beautifully dressed woman waiting for him, Yinhu cursed secretly, how could he forget about this.Yinhu cheered up to deal with Lin Dai, his beloved concubine.

Yinhu sent back to give the things that Concubine Hui gave to her, but she just saw and intercepted it. It is very difficult to be a slave. What Yinhu said was to let Fujin choose and send it to Lin Dai. Although it is obvious that Lin Dai is more favored now, but the little slave It was smart enough not to ask, let alone pass this sentence on to Lin Dai verbatim.It's just that according to the rules, side Fujin should be selected first. Lin Dai is a shallow-sighted person who can't listen to these exquisite and gorgeous valuables.It's unreasonable, saying that the Lord loves me the most, so I must let myself choose first.The little servant didn't dare to disobey Yinhu's order, and begged Lin Dai to let him go, but Lin Dai refused and threatened that if he didn't show him, he would be seen in the future.The quarrel was so intense that Misty Rain was drawn out, and the little servant was asked to choose Lin Dai first, and then the matter was settled.

Lin Dai took the pearl hairpin back and dressed up with her favorite cloud brocade peony and gold silk pleated skirt. In fact, Lin Dai has a good eye. It looks dignified and gorgeous without losing its style.It's a pity that Yinhu has no interest in her at all, anyone who looks at Yinhu too much is another woman

So Lin Daihua's thoughts are doomed to be in vain, when she pestered Yinhu to ask if she was pretty, Yinhu just wanted to see what happened to Misty Rain.But this is the woman he loves the most in name, and he can't abandon her to find Yanyu. Seeing that Lin Dai loves him more and more away from Yanyu's yard and walks to her own room, Yinhu looks back and sighs In one breath, hey, I can only watch Misty Rain next time.Lin Dai heard it, and asked what's the matter, is it too tired and hard work.Yinhu thought that seeing you would be the most tiring, but can I hide? "Fu Jin, do you want him to be so arrogant?"

Perhaps moved by Yinfeng's seriousness, Kangxi changed his mind and decided to let the prince accompany him.The capital will be handed over to a few older princes to handle government affairs. Anyway, important documents will be sent to him, so there shouldn't be any major incidents.

This is Kangxi's fifth southern tour, and the Yellow River control project is basically completed.He mainly wanted to see how the aftermath work was done.Walk to the mouth of Zhonghe River for a while.Kangxi shook his head secretly, no.The Yellow River in front of me temporarily raises a docile wild horse, and lowers its head in front of people. The winter wheat on both sides is green, and the wheat fields can't be seen at a glance.It seems to be able to see the joy on the faces of the people when the spring and summer of next year will reach the harvest, but Kangxi sees further.The weather is getting colder, and there have been several heavy snowfalls in places that are colder than Beijing. The snow-capped mountains have thickened, and the water flow has decreased, which is not sufficient.However, when the spring flood comes next year, the glaciers will melt and the river will flow smoothly, and the Zhongnan Estuary belongs to the middle and lower mouth of the Yellow River.The rushing current above immediately slows down in this section, and the accumulation of sediment will inevitably affect the firmness of the dam.Kangxi wanted to express his thoughts, but around the circle, the accompanying officials, including the prince, looked relaxed. It was obvious that they only saw the harvest next year and did not see any hidden dangers.Prince, it really is too shallow.

"Prince, what do you think of this river? This field can yield a good harvest?" Kangxi deliberately tried to test the prince, and the difficulty of asking him to control the river was not just enough books.Yinreng looked at Kangxi's expression and saw that there was no trace of worry or dissatisfaction, so he felt relieved to speak out his thoughts. Just as Kangxi guessed, he only saw happiness but no worry.Kangxi was not annoyed, he analyzed it for the prince in detail, and all the officials behind him lowered their heads in shame, and at the same time, they admired Kangxi even more.Sometimes it is not the solution to the problem that is difficult but the discovery of the problem.Now that we have seen the hidden dangers in the future, it is not difficult to prescribe the right medicine.The work of dredging the bottom of the river was immediately put on the agenda, and everyone knew that autumn and winter were the best time for this work.

The emperor's tour is a major event that consumes manpower and financial resources. It is a bit wasteful to do just one thing. In today's terms, it is not cost-effective.Kangxi also understood this truth, so he also took this opportunity to bribe Han landlords and intellectuals to visit the Ming Mausoleum and worship Confucius.

The original plan for the southern tour was two months, but just half a month later, news came that Prince He Shuoyu, Fuquan, was seriously ill. Kangxi and Fuquan had a deep brotherhood, and when they heard the news, they rushed back to the capital immediately.The matter of the southern tour was handed over to the prince.He issued an imperial decree to order Zhang Pengge, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, to rush to the mouth of Zhongnan River. Zhang Pengge had also served as the river capital and had certain experience. With his help, there would be no major problems.

Kangxi returned to the capital in a dusty way, and only had to wash up briefly, and then immediately got into a sedan chair and drove to Prince Yu's mansion.When the sedan chair arrived at the vermilion gate of Prince Yu, there were already people kneeling there to welcome the holy driver.But after waiting for a long time without seeing the sound of footsteps, the eunuch Li Desheng opened the curtain and found that Kangxi's eyes were closed and he was asleep.Li Desheng signaled the people around him to keep quiet, and at the same time asked someone to report to Prince Yu to tell him not to wait for the emperor, so as not to hurt himself.The rest held their breath, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the Holy Majesty's rest.

Kangxi was really tired. The southern tour traveled long distances by foot instead of a sedan chair. It was very hard to observe every place he went. On the way back to Beijing, he was worried about Fuquan's condition.The sedan chair was very stable, and the comfortable environment made Kangxi relax a little, so he was tired and rested for a while.Perhaps because of anxiety, Kangxi Xiaomei was awakened in a moment, opened the door curtain and came out of the sedan chair, saw the servants kneeling there and understood what had happened.He raised his hand as a signal to Pingshen and asked the manager to lead the way to Fuquan's dormitory.

Before I walked into the house, I smelled a strong smell of medicine. Kangxi's heart sank immediately. It was more serious than I thought. You must hold on.Li Desheng gestured at the back to tell the attendants standing outside to retreat. After Kangxi entered, he gently closed the door and stood guard at the door, sighing inaudibly.

There was a charcoal stove inside the room, and it was a bit warm, but the person on the hospital bed was still wrapped in several thick quilts, and his face was pale.Fuquan's eyes were closed, he was asleep, his lips were dry, and there was still cold sweat on his forehead.Kangxi had never seen Fuquan so vulnerable, so he didn't wake him up, but sat on the chair beside the bed, waiting for him to wake up.

Kangxi thought of the time when he was a child. Fuquan had physical defects since he was a child, and he did not argue or argue about everything.Once again Huang Ama asked himself and Fuquan what they would do when they grow up, and he said to follow Huang Ama, while Fuquan said that he was a virtuous king. Huang Ama was very happy to hear that, and he and Fuquan were also very happy.It's just that at that time he didn't mean to imitate Huang Ama and Yuan Weixian, those words were taught by the emperor's grandmother.Later, when he ascended the throne, Fuquan did not break his promise to be jealous, and wholeheartedly assisted him. After capturing Obai Ding three times, he was always by his side, leading the way.In the war to assess the Junggar rebellion, he worked tirelessly and went deep into the enemy's camp to make a contribution that cannot be ignored.

The death of Huang Ama left him with a crumbling Qing Dynasty. He believed that if there was no Fuquan, he would not be the present himself, let alone the prosperous Qing Dynasty where the four barbarians came to worship.He understands that a large part of the reason why he and Fuquan have not broken up because of suspicion is Fuquan's concession.Always after doing one thing well, he retires, not arrogant or impetuous, and sticks to his duty.Such a person is going to leave him now, Kangxi is reluctant, he owes too much.

Kangxi has been moaning and sighing in his memories. There is an old saying in the world that a child wants to be raised but not to be loved. It is probably a similar situation.Hey, another long sigh.Fuquan seemed to have heard the king's sigh for him, and slowly opened his eyes. After seeing Kangxi for a while, his mind cleared up, and he immediately struggled to salute. Kangxi pressed him down, settled him down again, and said seriously It's time, and I still have a relationship with myself, Fuquan understood Kangxi's painstaking efforts, and said with a wry smile, "Maybe there will be no chance to salute in the future."

Kangxi also knew that what he said was true, but he still encouraged him that as long as he cooperates with the treatment, he will definitely be cured. Then they will go horseback riding and archery together to have a good comparison, and ask **** to compare whether he is his own son or the best. His son is even better.Fuquan laughed and said that you didn't mean to see him as a joke, how could his two sons compare to the princes who are both civil and military.The two of them just chatted about the family life like this, talking about their children, proud events, and somehow they became old friends. Fuquan said that Kangxi liked to cling to him when he was a child and called him brother, but Kangxi quibbled that he didn't, because of such trivial things The two actually quarreled like children. In the end, the two also realized their naivety and laughed uncontrollably.

"Haha, cough cough, ha ha ha, cough cough" "Be careful, drink some water?" Kangxi Jian Fuquan coughed so badly that he picked up the tea at hand and fed Fuquan to drink, forgetting his identity.Fuquan didn't notice either, his face was blushing with joy, "I haven't smiled so happily for a long time."

Although Fuquan's complexion improved a lot, his fatigue did not fade away. Kangxi knew that he was tired, so he told him to take a good rest and take good care of his body.On the other hand, he decreed that the imperial hospital will send endless streams to Prince Yu's mansion, and he must respond to every request. He strictly ordered the imperial physician to take turns to stay by Prince Yu's side day and night, and try his best to treat him. If he finds any negligence in duty, he will definitely kill him!

When he came out, Kangxi rushed back to Qianqing Palace to deal with the piled documents. Most of them had been processed, and only a small part had just been sent up and had not been processed.Kangxi was a good emperor who was diligent in government and loved the people. It was a habit he had developed for many years not to finish the government affairs of the day in time.Dry the palace.The lights were on, and the sound of the watch outside had already sounded three times. Li Desheng was worried about Kangxi's health, so he pushed open the door boldly to urge Kangxi to rest as soon as possible.Kangxi was leaning on the dragon chair, unconcealably haggard, black shadows under the corners of his eyes, Li Desheng turned behind Kangxi, and gently rubbed Kangxi's temples with both hands, Kangxi stretched his brows and sighed deeply, "Your craftsmanship It's getting better and better, if you don't massage me, I won't be able to get rid of my tiredness." After speaking, he closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed the belated comfort.