Chapter 1275
Until Wang Quantai said goodbye and left, Cao Yong did not mention the impeachment of Yushi.It's not that I stand idly by, but I know that such an impeachment will not hurt Wang Quantai's reputation, but it will not hurt his bones.

In fact, the impeachment of Wang Quantai by these censors may not be aimed at Wang Quantai.

Xiangzhuang's sword dance is intended for Peigong.

It is more a kind of temptation, to test the Thirteenth Lord behind Wang Quantai, to test the emperor on the dragon chair.

He wanted to see if the Thirteenth Master could protect his disciples, and to see if the man in the palace trusted the Thirteenth Master as always.

Ever since the Xinyi Prince's Mansion was built on the North Street, there have been some faint rumors.

Why is Prince Yi's power arousing the emperor's jealousy? What is the emperor's ordering the King of Guojun to take care of the affairs of the upper three banners, which makes Prince Yi dissatisfied?

When everyone envied the power of the Thirteenth Lord, there were countless people who wanted to pull the Thirteenth Lord from his horse.It was so easy to have hope, which naturally attracted the enthusiasm of countless people.

The life of the Thirteenth Lord seems to be beautiful, but there are hidden dangers.

Even Cao Yong was worried about Prince Yi, but he didn't think Yongzheng would anger Wang Quantai.

Although Cao Yong didn't know the reason why Yongzheng gave the new mansion, he knew the emperor's suspicious character.

The censor has played many rumors about the affairs of the Wang family, and the sticky stick will be handed to the censor before the case will be the details.

The old mother is partial to the youngest son and treats the eldest son badly, what a familiar plot.For other emperors, if they knew this, they might just scold "the old woman is confused"; but here in Yongzheng, they feel the same way.

Such impeachment is not a bad thing for Wang Quantai, and it may be a great thing.

At least he left an impression in Yongzheng's heart. He was no longer just a disciple from the Prince's Mansion, but the eldest son who "bears the burden of humiliation" and "was treated poorly" like himself.

However, before Yongzheng could express his opinion on the impeachment incident, the thirteenth master passed away and gave birth to the eighth elder brother.

In March of this year, Prince Yi's mansion had the death of Brother Nine, and less than half a year later, Lord Thirteen suffered the pain of losing his son again.

The little elder brother who was absent in these three months is not yet one year old, and is born from a concubine, so his weight is limited; now the eighth elder brother is the direct descendant of Prince Yi Fujin, the most beloved son of the husband and wife.

The Thirteenth Lord was in the worst health between the 49th year of Kangxi and the 55th year of Kangxi. During this period, several little elder brothers and little Gege were born with some congenital deficiencies. Two died young, and two took medicine all the year round. Gege and his fourth elder brother Hongjiao are still healthy.

In the 61st year of Kangxi, Thirteenth Master's rheumatism was almost recuperated, and his physical condition was also the best. He gave birth to a healthy seventh son, Hongxiao.

After observing the filial piety for the first emperor, the Thirteenth Master was overworked due to his busy government affairs, and the two little elder brothers born one after another in the palace were a little weak.

Chu Yu often came and went to Prince Yi's mansion, and once mentioned to her husband that she was worried about the little elder brother of the mansion.

She even felt fortunate that the children in Cao's mansion grew up healthy, and she didn't have to experience the pain of bereavement.

Cao Yong remembered a name that had been dusty in his memory for a long time—Cao Shun because of the carelessness of the little elder brother in the palace.

The half-brother who made his mother sad when he landed, and he had never given the slightest care to him.

When I was in Jiangning, I felt that he was an eyesore; after I came to Beijing, I never felt sad when I heard the news of his death. Cao Yong even felt faintly glad in his heart.

But in Cao Yin's view, Cao Shun, like Cao Yong, is his own flesh and blood.

Even because Cao Yong was the eldest son, he was too strict, and the relationship between father and son was not close in the early years; for the second son who was a concubine, Cao Yin was more often with him.

Thinking of these, Cao Yong was ashamed and grateful.

Ashamed, I only viewed Cao Shun from the standpoint of my mother, never from the standpoint of my father.

That kind of estrangement can't be concealed from others, but my father never reprimanded him for this; fortunately, the birth of Changsheng somewhat made up for his father's regret of losing a son.

Within half a year, after two bereavements, some people speculated whether the Thirteenth Master would survive and whether he would take sick leave.

After all, Thirteenth Master's body is not really strong.

Unexpectedly, the Thirteenth Lord did not ask for a day off, and insisted on working in the palace.

Hearing that the emperor couldn't persuade him, he ordered the imperial hospital to arrange two imperial doctors to stay in Prince Yi's mansion to be responsible for the daily safety of the Thirteenth Lord's family.

The imperial physicians who can make outpatient visits in the imperial hospital are divided into two categories: "imperial physician" and "medical doctor". The former has a full staff of 15, and the latter has a full staff of 40.

Two imperial physicians were stationed here, and this was the treatment that Prince Yuxian of the Kangxi Dynasty had received when he was alive.

Although Cao Yong was worried about the Thirteenth Master, according to the custom, children under the age of eight would not attend to the funeral, and the two of them had not been able to see each other.

It wasn't until the sixth day of August that the household department was on duty, and Cao Yong didn't see Shi Sanye.

Everyone entered the palace at the beginning of Maochu (five o'clock in the morning), and the emperor had not yet summoned them, so they were all waiting outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The thirteenth master became more and more thin, and the prince's python suit on his body was dangling.

The pain of bereavement, the consolation of empty teeth, can't be relieved. After Cao Yong and the thirteenth master greeted each other, they changed the topic and asked about Zhili rice.

Since the successful experiment of planting rice from the south to the north a few years ago, Zhili has opened up many rice fields.

It was good before, mostly experimental fields in various prefectures, with limited acres; this year is the first year that rice fields have been officially promoted, and it has caught up with the bumper year, with a large rice harvest.

Although people in the capital eat more rice, the people in Zhili are used to eating wheat and rarely eat rice.

Now that the rice harvest is bumper, the grain cannot be sold, and there is a fear of a backlog.

Several officials from the household department recently discussed the countermeasures for Zhili rice.

Speaking of which, this paddy field promotion has something to do with Cao Yong.

When Cao Yong was in Zhili, he paid great attention to water conservancy. In addition to dredging rivers and building canals and dams, he also dug many wells, mainly to alleviate the disadvantages of farming in Zhili that had suffered nine droughts in ten years.

Unexpectedly, the increase in water wells led to an increase in paddy fields and the promotion of rice cultivation.

However, the biggest contributor to rice promotion is not Cao Yong, but Shisan Ye.

Because it was Shisanye who was keen to promote this matter, and he sent people to select rice farmers from the south of the Yangtze River to go north to teach the people of Zhili to grow rice.

According to the consensus of several officials of the Ministry of Household Affairs, the best solution for Zhili rice is that the imperial court pays for the purchase of rice, which will hurt farmers because of the low price of rice, so that the people will no longer grow rice.

It's just that the rice in Jingcang is produced in Huguangliang and transported to Beijing by water transport.There is a fixed amount of rice that goes into the warehouse every year.

Zhili rice was left in local official warehouses, and no one felt at ease; when it was transported to Beijing, the name could not be found.

It remains to be seen where and under what name this large amount of rice will be placed.

In fact, Cao Yong has a good suggestion in mind, that is to fill the army rations.The Northwest seems to be peaceful in the past few years, but it is surging according to the tide, and there may be another war at any time.

But these words cannot come from the mouth of Cao Yong, a civil official who has no connection with the Ministry of War.

Otherwise, no one will think that he is "far-sighted", and maybe he will be suspected of spying on military aircraft.

The Thirteenth Master also seems to be concerned about the rice in Zhili, and he nodded in agreement when he heard that the household department hall discussion concluded that it was purchased by the imperial court.

The Thirteenth Master couldn't help frowning when he heard that several hall officials didn't know how to arrange the rice.

It's not that there is no official storehouse for storage, but where it is stored, everyone is worried.

In the local granary, a pile of rats was dug out once, but within two years of rectification, it was a mess again; if there is no famous person in the Jingcang, the rice is also dangerous, and there are many people who dare to reach out .

In the final analysis, there are still too many corrupt officials, especially those in charge of money and food, and there are really few honest ones.

The thirteenth elder brother pondered for a while, but didn't give any instructions, only said that he would ask the emperor to make a decision.

In Cao Yong's heart, he was thoughtful.

Strange to say, in the past, the courts had shifts, and the emperor usually summoned his courtiers between Maochu (five in the morning) and Chenchu ​​(seven in the morning).

Today, everyone waited for more than an hour outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but still no eunuch came out to call everyone into the hall.

After Chen Zheng (eight o'clock in the morning), there was no movement in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and everyone's expressions flickered.

At the beginning of Sichu (nine o'clock in the morning), the sun was getting stronger and stronger, and everyone's foreheads were sweating profusely.

But no one dared to complain, even Cao Yong, who had always been calm, felt terrified and couldn't help thinking wildly, what happened to Yongzheng, why didn't he summon his courtiers?
Is the dragon sick, or is there another accident?
Cao Yong had never realized so clearly that Yongzheng was indeed a reliable and secure emperor.

This kind of peace of mind is not the peace of mind of being with a king like a tiger, but the peace of mind of the whole country's cultivation and rest, and the stability of the entire environment.

At 09:30 a.m. ([-]:[-] a.m.), Prince Yi finally couldn't bear it, and stepped forward to order his servant to report.

Before the little eunuch outside the hall went in, Chen Fu, the chief eunuch, came out to announce and ordered everyone to enter the hall.

After entering the hall, everyone knelt down.

Because Yongzheng did not come late as usual, but was already sitting on the dragon chair.

Surprisingly, Elder Seventeen was also there.

Cao Yong bowed his head, knelt down with the crowd to say hello, and after Yongzheng called out, he got up with the crowd.

Yongzheng's hoarse voice really revealed something unusual.

Cao Yong couldn't look up at Yongzheng, so he looked at Elder Seventeen standing in the front left.

Looking over this, he was taken aback for a moment, Elder Seventeen's straw hat had red tassels on it, his face was heavy.

This is the only way to go to Hongying when there is a funeral! !
The atmosphere in the Hall of Mental Cultivation was solemn, with only the sound of performances from a few hall officials.

From the beginning to the end, Yongzheng only opened his mouth twice, both of which were "decided by Prince Yi".

After the Xiao Dynasty was over, several officials from the household department came out from the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and the Thirteenth Lord was left behind.

I don't know if the other adults noticed Brother Seventeen's top hat, anyway, everyone was a little more serious and left the palace quietly.

who died?
Concubine Qin?
Cao Yong shook his head. If Concubine Qin died, Brother Seventeen would not just go to Ying.

That's right, since Concubine Zhuang passed away, the errands of the sixteenth elder brother's clan mansion have been temporarily taken care of by the seventeenth elder brother.

It is the clan, or the clan with weight, which makes the seventeenth elder brother's face heavy, and Yongzheng is unusual.

Cao Yong thought about his related clan and princes, if they had something to do, he would have got the news; if it wasn't them, he wouldn't have to worry about it...

(End of this chapter)

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