Qing Chuan Rebirth: Seeing You Every Year

Chapter 88

It was snowing late at night, Shu Yi and Yinti went out of the garden together, the snow under their feet had not yet melted, and they creaked when they walked.

Shu Yi clasped Yinti's hand tightly, lowered her eyes and did not speak.

"What's the matter, it's rare to see you silent?"

Shu Yi shook her head: "It's nothing, it's cold, I'm afraid of the wind."

Yinti raised his hand and put the cloak hat on Shu Yi: "Did you meet Yinzhen alone just now?"

"How do you know?" Shu Yi raised her eyes and asked.

"He went out for a while and came back with a bad face. I think maybe someone said something to him."

Shu Yi wondered: "He has a bad complexion, why guess that he saw me?"

Yinti replied, "Who else dares to touch him during the banquet except you?"

The two smiled at each other.

Yinti asked again, "So, what did you tell him?"

"I satirized him a bit, saying that he was duplicity, and his thoughts were obvious."

Yinti said with a smile: "If you don't like him, just hide from him. You don't need to waste your words in the future."

"I wanted to avoid it today, but he insisted on stopping me. He probably wanted to find out something from me. I'm not a real witch, and I can't even see my own life clearly. How can I prevaricate him, so Ironically, I'm afraid he will never talk to me again in the future."

Yinti pondered for a moment, and said to Shu Yi: "Our fate will never be controlled by others in this life, and we will take it step by step."

Shu Yi leaned against his chest, holding his hand tightly: "Okay, I'll accompany you, let's go well."

At the end of the year, although the emperor didn't let go of the matter of relegating the nobles, he ordered Yinti to go to the House of Internal Affairs to collect official belongings.

Yinti and Shu Yi said that this kind of people: "Firstly, they are not smart, and secondly, they will collapse when they see the wind. They are always useless."

In a flash, it was spring, with no trace of drizzle and soft wind blowing willows.

Shu Yi was in the main room in the backyard of Qizhen Pavilion, inspecting several sets of tea sets newly sent by Jiangnan. Although they were Chinese-style flower and bird patterns, they were brightly colored and unique.

Ting Lan brewed a pot of new tea and brought it over hot, the mist rose and the fragrance overflowed.

And outside the Qizhen Pavilion, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty and the nobles of Manchuria and Mongolia are all busy with one thing: Emperor Kangxi's [-]th birthday.Even the business of Qizhen Pavilion is booming, and there is an endless stream of visitors.

Ninth Master Yinzhen entered the main room in a hurry, and sat down on a chair: "Master, come to ask for some tea!"

Shu Yi brought a cup over with a smile: "It's just brewed, be careful it's hot. Why are you so busy, dignified Brother Nine, can't you drink a sip of water?"

Yinzhen picked up the tea and complained: "It's not Yinzhen from your family, who wants to celebrate the Longevity Festival for Huang Ama, and what kind of feast for thousands of old people is going to be held!"

Shu Yi took another stack of tea fruit and put it in Yinzhen's hand: "Are the two of you the only ones who are going to be busy with this work?"

"If it's just the two of us, the stage can't be set up. Even the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Internal Affairs, my uncle Daobao, and my cousin Ge Xu have been helping around, and they haven't gone home for a few days. Already!"

Hearing these words, Shu Yi unexpectedly asked: "Jiuye follows him to do things, aren't Baye annoyed?"

Yinzhen put down the teacup, a little annoyed: "Let's not talk about whether you are annoyed or not, your use of the word "he" is extremely bad!"

Shu Yi apologized repeatedly: "Okay, I was wrong, I'm helping. When did Master Jiu become so stingy!"

"Why do I help him, don't you know?"

Yinzhen's words were understated, but Shu Yi was heartbroken.

She vaguely remembered the blood handkerchief that the first generation Yinzhen asked someone to bring to her before her death, and wrote "There are trees in the south, you can't stop thinking about it, and the river is forever, you can't think about it", she knew that Yinzhen had always loved her. own thoughts of forbearance.

"Why are you in a daze?" Seeing that the handkerchief in Shu Yi's hand was twisted, Yinzhen asked.

Shu Yishi just came back to her senses, and replied awkwardly: "Then what is Master Jiu doing for?"

"To be clear, I am for the emperor's heart. Although I never like to compliment Huang Ama, I know that myna has no hope of winning the heir."

Shu Yi laughed secretly why she suddenly became dull, and replied lightly: "So it's because of this."

Yinzhen continued: "Except for a few clear-eyed people in the court, none of them seem to understand. Huang Ama clearly reprimanded the fourteenth brother last year, but he was not left behind in any of the court's discussions. For those who participated in him and the North Koreans to see, as expected, Huang Ama gave you the mansion to go to the palace to collect official goods at the end of the year, and now he is ordered to hold the Longevity Festival, in fact, he wants to find an opportunity to rehabilitate the fourteenth brother Woolen cloth."

"Jiuye has always been a clear person, but I don't understand this level."

Yinzhen waved his hand: "What is sober and not sober, I always do things according to my own heart, everyone says I have deep thoughts, but I'm too lazy to tell vulgar people."

Shu Yi lowered her eyes and smiled, "This is very good."

Yinzhen also laughed: "I thought you would say something big, just this sentence?"

Shu Yi nodded: "Well, that's all."

On March 52th of the lunar calendar in the [-]nd year of Kangxi, Emperor Kangxi's [-]th birthday, a banquet for thousands of seniors was held in Changchun Garden.

Seniors over 65 years of age in the capital were invited to the banquet, regardless of officials or civilians, to praise the merits of the seniors, reward countless wise old people, set up [-] tables for banquets, and have more than hundreds of various dishes.

The princes presented countless rare treasures, among which the strange stone with the Chinese character for longevity presented by Babeile Yinhu and the millennium Ganoderma lucidum presented by Prince Yong Yinzhen were the most eye-catching.

Shu Yi looked at the amazed crowd, and whispered in Yinti's ear: "This is all feudal superstition."

Yinti replied to her in a low voice: "Auspiciousness descended from the heavens, it's all for auspiciousness!"

Unexpectedly, at this time, the emperor's face turned gloomy, and he said seriously: "If you regard the phoenix unicorn and Ganoderma lucidum as auspicious, if there is an earthquake in the future, does it mean that I have committed a serious mistake?"

As soon as this remark came out, first the princes, and then the subjects who reacted, knelt down on the ground.

Seeing this, the emperor sighed, and his tone gradually softened: "Today is my [-]th birthday, and I don't want to punish anyone. I just want to warn you not to engage in such frivolous things. I govern the world with benevolence and practice as the main thing, and I want to provide for the elderly." Honorable people, you can do some practical things instead of working hard on this so-called auspiciousness, get up!"

Shu Yi knelt in the crowd, looking at the eighth master Yinhu who was fingering the ground and the fourth master Yinzhen who seemed to be calm, secretly happy in his heart, and had a bit of admiration for Kangxi Lord, this is the eternal The consciousness that an emperor should have!
On the night of Longevity Festival, the emperor restored Yinti's Baylor title in public, and rewarded him with ten thousand taels of silver.

When the night was approaching midnight, Yinti finished all his work and got into the carriage in the mansion. Unexpectedly, Shu Yi was still waiting for him in the carriage: "Why haven't you returned yet?"

"Seeing that you are too tired and unable to help, I just want to wait."

Yinti closed his eyes and lay on Shu Yi's lap: "How about it, I didn't lie to you."

Shu Yi stretched out her hand to caress his frown slightly because of exhaustion: "Well, my husband always keeps his word."

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