Emperor Kangxi sent me to marry

The carriage that Longkodo was riding in slowly drove out of the house. Haifeng leaned on the pillar and watched it go away.

Surprisingly, the closer she got to success, the calmer she felt inside.

Duobu sat far away on the bluestone steps, eating big cakes and bacon rolls to satisfy his hunger. Seeing her motionless, he couldn't help shouting.

"What are you thinking about? You're so lost."

"I miss Lian'er. I really, really miss her."

Fleshy little hands, soft hair, and fragrant, round arms.

Although careful calculation showed that they had not been separated for too long, Haifeng felt as if several years had passed.

When Dobu said this, the rice in his hand no longer smelled good.

"Hurry up and finish things here. I will go back to Kulun and pick up Lian'er and Enie. We will still live together. This kid is big-hearted. Maybe he will follow his second uncle and the others and go crazy. Don’t miss us.”

Haifeng had thousands of words in his heart. After hesitating, he didn't say a word and only smiled lightly.

"When the new emperor takes the throne, everything will get better."

A Xiang brought a bowl of glutinous white porridge over. Hai Feng still felt nauseated after smelling it and couldn't eat it, so he asked her to give it to Duo Bu.

"By the way, let me tell you, I'm going to see Sibeile alone, so there's no need to come over."

After saying that, he left by himself. Axiang brought the bowl over and did as she said. Duobu couldn't help but sigh when he heard it.

"There are some injustices that Feng'er can't get over. That's all, let's wait for her to resolve them on her own. If you want to provoke the world's heavy responsibilities, you can't take some small grudges too seriously."

Axiang stayed in Nan Study for a few days, and finally developed some discernment, and tentatively asked Duobu questions.

"Are you saying that if the master can tolerate the festivals with the fourth master, it will be much easier to do things in the court in the future?"

"Yes, and no. Axiang, do you know about crotch humiliation?"

"Well, the story of Han Xin."

"Let's put it this way. If you want me to exchange humiliation on the crotch for a throne, I will endure it. So will Four Belles. But your master can't. There is a knife in the heart, and blood can be seen on the blade. That's called endurance. . Feng'er puts others first and doesn't care much about her own affairs, so she can't bear it."

Axiang turned over and over again and couldn't understand the words, so she simply stopped thinking about it and took the remaining food from Duobu's hand.

"My words, this slave listens to me. It seems that I put myself at the top of my mind. Master and Lian Gege are not involved. I will tell my master when she comes back."

Duobu wasn't angry either. He lay down on the railing and closed his eyes to rest.

"In the past, I had no one in my heart but myself. When she came, she wanted this and that. I didn't keep the top spot in my heart and gave everything to her. As time went by, she got tired of it. , here comes the love. Ah Xiang, when you meet the person who can't let go, you'll know what I'm talking about."

"The more I say it, the less likely it is. A slave will serve his master all his life and will never leave this house! If I want to drive him away, he will not leave!"

"Who dares to drive you out? I am the first one who dares not. Otherwise, if you fall in love with a man, I will tie him up for you and show him face to face. I saw Liu Chuyu, the princess of Shanyin, in the history books. It’s quite cool. Although it’s a bit difficult to be the Minister of Civil Service..."

Axiang spat several times, covered her face and ran away. Dobu smiled on his back for a while, feeling uneasy. He got up and went to find Haifeng to see how she and Sibeile were talking.

Although no one told him the location, Dobu had the alertness of a hunter and the perception of a wild beast. It didn't take much effort to find the west wing where Four Belles were kept.

If the capital city is compared to a prime minister's family who is proficient in poetry and calligraphy, Zhangjiakou at this time is more like a first-born girl in a herdsman's family who is still braiding. Although it lacks a bit of cultural charm, enthusiasm and vitality make up for the lack, and it has its own charm. For example, this courtyard is a first-class large-scale residence in Zhangjiakou City. The newly painted walls and columns are bright red and green. People who like simplicity and elegance will inevitably smile and shake their heads when they see it, despising it as cliché.

But the gardener moved more than a dozen gorgeous rhododendrons in the yard. He took good care of them and the flowers bloomed happily. When the hot wind blows, the entire courtyard is filled with a green aroma that floats all the way to the outside of the courtyard wall. Such a place is very unpleasant to live in.

Duobu pinched the pink and white flower at the top. The flower bloomed only slightly smaller than his palm. The honey on the stamen seeped out, attracting several butterflies and bees, which he couldn't drive away. He hid the flowers in his arms and planned to leave them to Haifeng to make hairpins. Of course she looks good in white, but Dobu prefers to see some color on her.

There was obviously a quarrel in the side room. Dobu didn't want to get involved, so he found a shady place to sit against the wall and used his dagger to pry open a small gap in the window, enough for him to hear what was being said inside.

"I just want to ask: Who came up with the idea to ambush me on the road?"

"Toheqi! They are all the children of Khan Amma. No matter how much the younger brother doesn't get along with his elder sister, can he still turn his elbows outward? Fourth sister, what I say is all the truth!"

"Okay. Just pretend you didn't lie. Then you know that Longko wants to humiliate me, why don't you give me a report?"

Sibeile in the wing couldn't find an excuse to justify himself. In a moment of impatience, he blindly grabbed the emotional card.

"Fourth sister, just think that I have done something wrong. Now my brother has also received his retribution and is unable to use his hands. Just now, my sister said that she is willing to protect me when I ascend the throne. Just think of it as nothing. Khan Ama will definitely understand me when he sees me like this. I regret the edict. Does my sister like the eighth son to take the throne? Then I will give it to him. When Bafu was promoted to the queen, I should have forgotten that she abolished my hand. There is a difference between high and low, how can I offend the mother of a country? Woolen cloth?"

After saying these words of weakness, Sibeile tried his best to see clearly the expression on the fourth princess's face, whether she was happy or regretful. It's a pity that she stood in the dark, with only a ray of sunlight passing over the bridge of her white nose, and the rest of her facial features were unknown.

With a creak, the door opened.

Snow-white mourning clothes flashed past the door, and Sibeile instinctively closed his eyes to avoid the sudden bright light. When he opened his eyes again, the dark room was empty.

After Haifeng came out, he saw Duobu squatting outside the window and waved for him to follow her.

Dobu didn't know where she was going or what she was doing, so she could only follow her silently.

Haifeng didn't go very far. He looked around at the entrance of the courtyard for a while, picked out the densest tree, walked under it to enjoy the shade, and called Duobu to come over.

"Okay here, let's talk quietly for a while." "Do I still smell of oil? Do you feel nauseous after smelling it?"

"It's okay, I just chewed a pill before I met the fourth child."

Only then did Duobu dare to come closer and tie the flowers in his arms into Haifeng's bun.

"No one deserves to wear this flower except you. Anyway, no one else sees it, so it doesn't matter. You wear a heavy mourning, and I always think of the scene when I was preparing for your funeral... and when my grandfather and Abu passed away. There is no color, and my heart is blocked. Gotta panic."

Haifeng touched his head and used Duobu's eyes as mirrors to carefully adjust Du Juan's position.

"Tell Longko how much you want me, again."

"Okay, why are you talking about this again?"

"Go ahead."

Dobu stared at the pink and white cuckoo and spoke reluctantly.

"He wants to be the son-in-law. The original words are, 'If you are not lucky enough to be born into the Aisin Gioro family, it would be better to be a son-in-law.' If you think he is good and are reluctant to part with him, I will pull the horse and bring him back."

Haifeng is only a little shorter than Dobu. If he takes a step closer, he can lean on his back and put his head in the crook of his neck.

She actually did so, smiling and whispering in his ear.

"You already have two children, why are you still saying these angry words? I just couldn't figure out one thing, so I asked. That's right. I feel better at last. Dobu. The cavalry who wanted to kill me in the previous life was not Karma. The one sent by Erdan has nothing to do with Moxi."

Her tone was extremely soft, comparable to a lullaby sung to Lian'er. But the content was so cruel that Duobu subconsciously turned around and hugged her tightly.

"Why do you think so?"

"Mongolians do not take revenge on women. I have heard this sentence dozens of times, but I have never really understood it. I have been seeing Zhong Jihai recently, and today I saw Longkodo and Laosi again. I finally understand. Galdan What are you doing by killing me? There is no benefit at all. Don't be angry, I just think that he turned me into his woman and took away the child I carried for you, which is what the Mongolians do. This is a legend in the grassland According to thousands of years of tradition, women are trophies and property, not enemies.”

Cold sweat dripped down from Dobu's forehead in large drops.

Feng'er was right. In that case, his life would be worse than death. He would lose his face on the grassland and never be able to raise his head to see others again.

With Princess Heshuo as a hostage, Galdan could blackmail the Qing court at will. In order to save face, Kangxi might even withdraw from the disputes in Mongolia and withdraw his troops at the expense of money. After all, in fact, Galdan is already his son-in-law.

With Galdan's mind, he would not have thought that keeping Feng'er alive would be more beneficial to him than killing her.

"Then, could it be that Khan Amma gave the order..."

"No. He doesn't need it. The king of a country doesn't need to name anyone he wants to kill. He only needs to give a slight hint, and many people will fight to use it as a knife in his hand. I guess that knife is hidden in Among the princes. Ordinary ministers don’t have the guts to kill the princess.”

"Who is the one?"

"No need to guess."

Haifeng raised his left index finger, gently tapped Duobu's heart, and tapped it three times.

"The people who have the ability to harm me are the eldest brother, the prince, and Sibeile. Two are dead, and only one is alive. I will kill Sibeile indiscriminately, and no matter who it is, I, You, and Axiang, will definitely get revenge. Dobu, what do you think? Should I kill the fourth child?"

Haifeng had known Duobu's attitude for a long time, and it was expected that he would not hear his answer for a long time.

"I should kill him, but I won't. Not only won't I, but I will also support him to become emperor. The fourth child is cunning, ruthless, selfish, and ruthless. He just knelt down to me and didn't hesitate to kneel down to admit his mistake. He said it right. It sounds nice, but in his heart, he may not know how to insult me. Just like this, I still want to push him to the top. I almost don’t recognize myself."

Dobu took the jade hand on his heart and kissed it gently on the lips.

"Be patient, I know you feel uncomfortable. There is a wonderful way to train a dog, which will help you relieve your anger. No matter how wild the dog is, with this method, it can be trained like a lamb. Leash it first, Draw a line next to it. Put a pot of cooked mutton on one side of the line. If the dog is greedy, it will struggle desperately. But the line is well-measured, but it just can't eat the meat. So here it is For three or four days, don’t talk about meat, just give it a few drops of water, and the dog will be obedient.”

Haifeng knew that he was mocking Sibeile and couldn't help laughing.

"Sure enough, I just want to relieve my boredom. I can only listen to it."

"Hey, why don't you believe it? Compared with killing him, this visible but intangible torture is more relieving. He will live in Qianqing Palace in the future. Just let him watch and see how you handle the government affairs. But When he wants to move on his own, no one is willing to obey, and that’s very uncomfortable. If it doesn’t work for three or four days, then after three, four, or three or four years of hard work, he will eventually become obedient.”

"What if he refuses to obey me?"

"Then let's change the emperor. As long as we have more than two years, new muskets and cannons can be built. Just be patient. A gentleman's revenge is never too late."

Ten years is too long.

Haifeng couldn't bear it for that long.

Although justice can be delayed, if it is delayed, it might as well not come at all.

"Just three years. After three years, I want him to sit on the throne."

1. "Historical Records: Biography of the Marquis of Huaiyin" records that when Han Xin was a boy, a man challenged him: If Han Xin had the courage, draw his sword and stab him; if not, crawl under his crotch. Han Xin knew that if he killed this provocative person, he would go to jail, and his ambition would be completely over, so he did not draw his sword and got under the man's crotch. This story is mostly used to illustrate. A little impatience will mess up a big plan. If you want to be successful, you have to endure humiliation temporarily.

2. Princess Liu Chuyu of Shanyin was the half-sister of Liu Ziye, the deposed emperor of the former Song Dynasty in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Liu Ziye responded to his request and gave him thirty beautiful men for his enjoyment. At that time, Chu Yuan, the Minister of Civil Affairs, was handsome in appearance. Liu Chuyu asked Liu Ziye to serve him in the government, and Liu Ziye agreed. (Chu Yuan's family married several princesses, and he was Liu Chuyu's uncle according to his seniority.) However, Chu Yuan refused to obey until he entered the palace, and Liu Chuyu finally let him go.