The Biography of Concubine Wen Xi in Qing Palace

Chapter 165

Kang Fushou stopped walking and did not move forward. Yunshan said a few words, but forced him to break out in cold sweat on this snowy day.

The source of the wind-fever disease that day was the queen who ordered him to find it outside the palace.

Now that Chenghu is ill, he hadn't thought of this meaning before, but when Yunshan mentioned it, he was very frightened.

Cheng Hu suffered from this disease for no reason. Once the queen wakes up, she will definitely blame herself for the matter, saying that it was caused by him not cleaning up the legacy.

And what about the emperor?The emperor ordered Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishments to conduct a thorough investigation, but it was because the root cause of the disease could not be found.

If the emperor knew, the disease was spread from the Kunning Palace. The people in Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment are so shrewd, how could they not find any clues?

When things fail, he will inevitably die.

Seeing that he was dripping with sweat, Yun Shan leaned close to his ear and whispered softly, "Elder-in-law is a smart man, you must have thought clearly about the truth behind this."

Kang Fushou wiped off the bean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead, and said in a trembling voice: "But even if this slave doesn't do it, sooner or later it will reach the emperor's ears. I can't hide it when I pass away."

"Don't worry." Yunshan interrupted him: "The emperor is going out of the palace with the empress dowager to recuperate. The empress dowager cannot hear bad news about her illness. If you report it to the emperor now, second elder brother The emperor has not passed away yet, and the emperor has not gone far, so he will definitely return to the palace. But if it is delayed for a few more days, when the two of them arrive in Chicheng, if the emperor knows the news of the second elder brother's death, for the sake of the empress dowager As for the safety of his body, he also wants to keep this news secret, and he will definitely not openly drive back to the court to arouse the suspicion of the Empress Dowager."

Kang Fushou thought for a moment, then nodded his head and said nonuo: "Yun Chang is thoughtful, I thank you Yun Chang for pointing it out."

Yunshan said 'hi', waved her hands and said, "I serve the queen, and I always rely on my father-in-law to give advice. Now that the father-in-law is in the dark, I, a bystander, have seen through it, so naturally I want to tell you to go."

"In that case, the slave only went back to the queen mother and queen, saying that he had sent someone to invite the emperor."

Yunshan raised her eyebrows and smiled approvingly: "Eunuch Kang is so knowledgeable about current affairs, he is worthy of being a celebrity in front of the empress."

The second elder brother Chenghu passed away more than ten days after the onset of the disease. His illness was more severe than that of Chengxiang and Chengqing.

On the fifth day of February in the 11th year of Kangxi, Chenghu, the eldest son of the emperor, died.

At the moment when the queen witnessed Cheng Hu's death in front of her eyes, she was so sad that she couldn't control herself, she passed out again, and it was difficult to get up from the lingering sick bed.

The news quickly spread to the ears of the emperor who was in Chicheng. The emperor was shocked and deeply saddened.

However, since the empress dowager's headache would not get better, he could only swallow the matter with pain, not wanting the empress dowager to be sad.

On that day, the emperor summoned the officials who buried the prince to arrange Chenghu's funeral in a secluded place, weeping bitterly: "I can't help you with childish things, but I hope Empress Xiaoyu, destiny can't be reversed by manpower. It's too sad."

However, before the news was transmitted back to the Forbidden City, another happy event was rushed to the ears of Emperor Chicheng.

On February 11th of the [-]th year of Kangxi, that is, nine days after the death of Cheng Hu, Huigui Nala Yuwen successfully gave birth to a prince in the Changchun Palace. This incident also slightly comforted the emperor.

In the midst of the emperor's grief and joy, he named the sixth elder brother Chengti. The word "Ti" originally meant peace and eternal blessing. The emperor wanted this because too many children died young in the palace. Peace and smoothness, no more demands.

Later, because of a courtier's suggestion, the character of Cheng was not good enough, and a character was drawn up in hope of the emperor's order.

The emperor thought for a long time before he swiped a pen on the rice paper and wrote the word 'Yin'.

Yin, originally intended to be inherited from descendants.

Since ascending to the throne, the emperor's heir has withered, and the emperor used this word as a pseudonym, which is also the good intention of seeking a continuous heir.

The falling snow in the imperial city that lasted for nearly three months finally ended with Yinti's birth.

In the middle of the day and night, the dark clouds covered the bright moon, and the night was splashed with ink, and even half a star could not be seen.

Because of the death of his son Chenghu, there was a great funeral in the palace, and white palace lanterns were hung in all the palaces, and the Kunning Palace was even more pure white, even more eerie white than when the snow fell.

The queen was lingering in the sick bed, crying all day long, and everything in the harem fell on Concubine Yi. She handled affairs neatly, and even arranged Chenghu's funeral very well. The queen also felt a little fond of her. Much gratitude.

This day the queen was lying on the couch, and in the middle of the night she woke up suddenly and cried out Cheng Hu's name. Qingyue, who was guarding outside the house, heard the movement and hurried in to serve her. Painful: "Niang Niang, you will have a child, so you have to take care of your body?"

The queen sobbed and raised her eyes to look at Qingyue, except for the tears shed wantonly and the empty despair in her eyes, there was no light: "Where is the emperor?" The queen's voice was a little hoarse, and she asked lightly: "Has the emperor not come back yet? "

"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager's condition is always repeated, and the Emperor dare not tell her about it, for fear that her injury will worsen because of it, so, so." Qingyue's face was hard to die, and she uttered a sentence in a very soft voice: "I won't come back."

After hearing this, the queen slowly closed her eyes, and squeezed out a bean-sized teardrop: "Mr. Huigui's child, have you chosen a name?"

Qingyue nodded and said: "The sixth elder brother is called Yinti."

"Yinti?" The queen pondered for a moment, the madman laughed a few times, stroked the pillar beside the bed, and said with a painful expression: "I don't even follow the word 'Cheng', the emperor really has high hopes for him!" After she finished speaking, she coughed violently with.

Qingyue hurriedly stepped forward to help her carry her back, and she couldn't help but comfort her: "Your Majesty, after all, the emperor is still thinking about your friendship, and the second elder brother's funeral was also explained to the Ministry of Rites in person and according to his thoughts. management is arranged, and"

"You don't need to persuade me." The queen's eyes were dry, and there were no tears even after crying.

She smiled wryly, and slid down the pillar, her whole body was like a peony in bloom, about to wither, lifeless at all: "If he cares, he will come back to see Chenghu for the last time no matter what! If he doesn't care, After all, Huigui gave birth to an imperial heir, without this child, he has other children, and he still has so many concubines who can bear him!"

The queen gradually clenched her hands into fists, frowned and said bitterly: "But Cheng Hu is his son, the child of Ben Gong and him, and the only child of Ben Gong! Poor Ben Gong's child, he is still so young, so smart, He... how could he."

As she spoke, she covered her face with her hands, and the heart-piercing wailing was heartbreaking, but there was no more tear to shed.

In the past, I only heard people say that when people are sad to the end, they cannot shed tears.

Thinking about myself now, it is like this.

(End of this chapter)