The little petite bag of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 264 Thrilling
In September of the 44th year of Kangxi, Wansui set off from the capital with the crown prince and the princes and headed outside the Great Wall.

Before leaving, the fourth elder brother also called Hongyu to the study in the front yard alone: ​​"Although Long live is leaving the palace, everything in the study will be as usual, just study hard."

Hongyu bowed his head and saluted: "Son, I would like to follow Ama's instructions, please rest assured Ama, and take care of everything on the way Ama."

The fourth elder brother nodded, walked over and reached out to pat his son's shoulder: "Although you live in the front yard, your servants with you must be restrained. And your companions..."

Originally, the companions were usually from the mother clan of the elder brothers. Because Li Shi was disliked by the fourth elder brother, these children who came to accompany him were naturally selected by the fourth elder brother.

Hong Tan said: "The companions are very well-mannered, and they all encourage my son to study hard, and my son never condones their naughtiness."

This was what the fourth elder brother wanted to say at first, but hearing that Hong Fen had already guessed what he wanted, he smiled in relief, and squeezed Hong Fen's shoulders hard.

……

Touring outside the Great Wall, the scenery is quite different from that in the capital.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of days have passed.

That night, the night sky was dark without any moonlight or stars. As usual, after setting up camp, the princes took a rest. The fourth elder brother was reading the family letter sent by Fujin in the tent. Suddenly, the guards beside King Zhijun came over and said It was the prince who wanted to discuss something with Sibeile, so he invited Sibeile to come over.

The fourth elder brother put down the letter, glanced at the visitor a few times, thinking that there is something important that the king of Zhijun can't talk about during the day, and he has to wait until everyone has settled down?
The guard's eyes and tone did not seem to be in a hurry.

He passed by King Zhijun, but just after entering the tent, King Zhijun hugged him: "Fourth, come here!"

Only then did the fourth elder brother see the fifteenth elder brother and the sixteenth elder brother sitting here, and the maid dressed in a prairie dress was adding milk tea.

Seeing the fourth elder brother coming, the two little princes stood up and saluted respectfully to the fourth elder brother: "Fourth elder brother!"

King Zhijun pressed the fourth elder brother's shoulders and made him sit down.

The blazing flames licked the hearth, and the slightly burnt aroma of the roasted lamb permeated the entire space.

……

Kangxi didn't sleep well these days.

In fact, he hasn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

A good sleep like when I was young and strong.

Of course, this is not the reason for the tour—it was the same for Kangxi when he was in the Forbidden City.

Maybe it's getting older.

He frowned tightly, lying on a piece of bright yellow mattress, sometimes couldn't help humming in a low voice

Liang Jiugong stood guard under the curtain like a sculpture, wishing he could not even breathe, commanding the servants below with his eyes and gestures.

The serving eunuchs and maids acted more and more lightly, for fear of making noise and destroying the poor sleepiness that Wan Sui had finally accumulated.

Who can bear the wrath of the emperor's thunder?
For people who are prone to insomnia, even a little bit of light in the room will become a factor that affects sleep. Kangxi didn’t feel it when he was young. Since Kangxi’s 40 years, all the curtains in the palace have been replaced with the heaviest materials.

The warp and weft are densely woven, and it looks like a golden bright yellow, but it is even more opaque than the deepest black, completely covering the emperor's authority.

The serving servants all retreated, and the big tent was plunged into darkness. Kangxi turned over and snorted again.

With years of experience in serving, Liang Jiugong understood that the humming of Long Live meant that he was thirsty and wanted to drink tea.

He walked over silently in the dark, presented the teacup in front of the dragon bed accurately, and whispered: "Long live."

At this moment, a gloomy and cool light suddenly reflected on the porcelain surface on the outside of the teacup.

For just such a faint moment, Liang Jiugong raised his face and saw Wan Sui's haggard and tired face clearly in the darkness.

Where is the light coming from?
The servants have already retreated according to the rules, and they are not allowed to enter unless they are summoned.

In order not to disturb the emperor's sleep, the guards took a few steps back than usual, guarding a guard circle from a distance.

It was the light of fire, mixed with the cold light of a top-quality knife!
In an instant, Kangxi reacted one step earlier than Liang Jiugong.

He slammed the teacup against the place where the light came through. At the same time, he propped his arms on the head of the bed, and the whole person rolled off the bed, leaving the vital point of the bed, and staggered into the bed. in the corner.

Liang Jiugong rushed forward, hugged Kangxi tightly, covered him tightly with his back, and yelled heartbreakingly like killing a pig: "Come here! Come here! Escort ! Escort quickly!"

There was a "bang" in the back of the head, and there was the pain of being injured by a blunt object, and then there was the sound of porcelain falling to the ground, and Liang Jiugong's ears roared—he knew that it was the treasure chest in the tent that fell on his. back.

The guards actually came very quickly, but in Liang Jiugong's view, they seemed to have waited for a lifetime.

Huge fear enveloped him all over, and the feeling of being drenched in cold sweat and the moment of life and death even reminded Liang Jiugong of the day when he was purged a long time ago.

The tragic and terrifying pain far surpassed his imagination, he wished he could die on the spot, but he was bound tightly by the ropes, unable to struggle.

Liang Jiugong closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the fatal knife on his vest.

but.

The guards rushed in like tigers and surrounded Wan Sui, and the lights in the tent were brightly lit.

The general guarding the battalion came in and kowtowed to Long Live, the flames were ablaze outside, and the ground was already full of people kneeling down on the ground.

The fourteenth prince was the first prince to arrive, followed by Zhijun Wang, the fourth prince, the fifteenth prince, the sixteenth prince... and the thirteenth prince.

The fifteenth elder brother and the sixteenth elder brother were both old enough to wear knives. At this time, they were holding the handle of the knife and recklessly wanted to rush into the tent, but the fourth elder brother stopped them.

The thirteenth brother helped the fourth brother hold down the two younger brothers.

King Zhijun knelt down outside the tent, smelling of cumin roasted lamb all over his body, and said loudly: "Huang Ama! Huang Ama!"

The accompanying princes finally arrived.

Except the crown prince.

Kangxi stretched out his hand to separate Liang Jiugong's fingers, and let out a dull coughing sound, his voice was particularly low: "Jiugong let go."

Only then did Liang Jiugong see his fingers pinching the emperor's wrist so hard that even the finger prints came out.

Liang Jiugong finally withdrew his hand, wept in shock, and looked up at Long Live.

Hooray is actually laughing!

It's hard to describe the emotions in that smile - despair, sadness, desolation, self-deprecation, ruthlessness, intolerance...

He has served Kangxi for so many years, and he has never seen such a frightening expression on the emperor's face.

there has never been!

(End of this chapter)