On the first day of February in the forty-seventh year of Kangxi, the time is genuine, but listen to the drum music on the left and right corner towers of Tiananmen Square and sound, a team of knights in costume rode horses from Tiananmen Square and burst out, the yellow umbrella flag covers the sky and the sun, the first fifty-four canopies, and the Ming Yellow Nine Dragons crank cover, and then two Cuihua purple covers, and then there are twenty-four ice nine dragon covers, what Shou word fan, Huanglong double fans crowded next to each other, the team of people and horses marched out of the imperial city, surrounded by a Kowloon Imperial Rim along the East Street to the Dongzhi Gate, along the way the people knelt down to welcome, Flowers in every household, incense everywhere, the sound of firecrackers in Beijing, long live the mountain, the emperor drove out of the Dongzhi Gate slowly, along the official road to the direction of the Rehe River, and gradually went away.

The north is cold, the day of February is only the thawing season, occasionally there is a light rain, once the Great Wall is crossed, the road is not easy to walk, even if the ancient road of Yanshan is often repaired, but can not stand the cold and rainy, a few days of trekking down, even if the accompanying good battalion soldiers are carefully selected elite divisions, all of them are strong, but there are not a few who feel the wind and cold, what is more worrying is that the old eighteen Yinjun who accompanied the car also fell ill, coughing and wheezing for days, the emperor was saddened, and specially ordered to camp next to the official road, Take a day off.

Camping is not an easy job, there are a lot of things to be busy with, but with the accompanying palace guards, all this does not need Hongqing to worry about, it is just a stick of incense, more than a dozen tents have been erected, until this time, Hongqing came down from the carriage, slowly walked into the big tent, but did not rest, but paced back and forth in the big tent with a heavy mind.

"See the prince!"

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the guards suddenly sounded outside the big tent, Hongqing, who was bowing his head and meditating, immediately woke up, looked sideways, and saw that the third master with a tired face had lifted the curtain and marched into the big tent.

"The child knocks to his father."

Seeing that the wet third master had arrived, Hongqing didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly walked a few steps, grabbed the front, and paid homage in a proper manner.

"Excuse me."

As the person in charge of the marching affairs, the third master not only has to accompany the car, but also has to dispatch the army at all times, even if it is a good body and bones that have been boiled out since childhood, at this time, it is already a little unbearable, and then it is drenched by the rain, people are inevitably tired, it is really sleepy and tired, since he has no intention of paying attention to the very false etiquette, in the face of Hongqing's big gift to say goodbye, he just waved his hand casually, and his voice was hoarse, and the footsteps of the third master did not stop for a while, and he was about to go straight to the back account.

"Father."

Hongqing didn't go to rest in the tent, but waited here, not for no reason, at this time, when he saw that the third master was going to transfer into the back account, he couldn't help but be a little anxious, and hurriedly opened his mouth and said.

"Huh? Is there anything important about Qing'er? ”

Hearing Hongqing's call, the third master immediately paused, glanced at Hongqing with a slight frown, and asked with a slight displeasure.

"Father, the child heard that the eighteenth uncle was seriously ill, and he was very worried, and wanted to invite his father to visit him together."

Although he knew that the third master was quite impatient, Hongqing still did not change his original intention, respectfully bowed, and made a request.

"Hmmm......"

The third master is tired enough at this time, he really doesn't want to move, if others suggest so, the third master would have a big seizure, the problem is that the person who made the request is Hongqing, the third master is not good to show Hongqing's face, but he really doesn't want to go in his heart, he muttered for a while, and he didn't say anything.

"Father Wang Mingjian, the child heard that Huang Marfa is very worried about the condition of the eighteenth uncle, the reason why he camped early this time is for this reason, and now that the camp has been set up, Huang Mafa is afraid that he will go to the eighteenth uncle in a moment, and he can see benevolence and filial piety in a small place, why not?"

Hongqing was not timid because of the third master's impatience, and gave a rather stubborn admonition, and pointed out the necessity of going here straightforwardly.

"Well, that's good, let's go and see it with Amma."

The third master frowned and thought about it, although he was still reluctant, but he did not veto Hongqing's proposal, and after a long breath, he reluctantly agreed to Hongqing's suggestion, and the father and son walked out of the big tent one after another, braved the light rain, and walked all the way to the camp where the old eighteen were located......

"The lower official knocks to see the prince, and knocks to see Qing Baylor."

"The slave and maid knock to see the prince, and knock to see Qingbeile."

……

The old eighteen years are young, and now they are still living in the elder brother's house, and there are not many people who serve, and there is only a small eunuch and a palace maid waiting in the tent, in addition, there is only the imperial doctor Wan Hequan who came to see the doctor.

"It's all gone, Imperial Doctor Wan, can the eighteenth brother's body and bones be safe?"

Although the third master was tired and tired, he still showed extra warmth at this time, and he didn't wait for everyone to finish their salutes, so he already called out.

"Back to the prince's words, the eighteenth elder brother should have pneumonia, and now the high fever does not go away, although the lower official has prescribed a few prescriptions, but there are a few main medicines missing in the camp, I am afraid that the condition will change."

The third master is now in charge of the important affairs of the march, and when he asked, Wan Hequan didn't dare not answer, but when he saw him, he shook his head and explained with a bitter face.

"Huh? Missing medicine? Doctor Wan hurriedly brought the prescription, and Xiao Wang sent someone to go to Chengde Palace to get it urgently, and he must not miss the condition of the eighteenth brother. ”

The third master came here to show the way of benevolence and filial piety, and when he heard what Doctor Wan said, even if he was in a hurry, he didn't care about asking carefully, so he hurriedly said a word.

"Oh, the lower official is ......"

Before the third master came, Wan Hequan originally planned to let the soldiers of the Shanpu Battalion rush to Chengde Palace to get medicine, but now that the third master can be personally disposed of, it is obviously more stable.

"The emperor has arrived!"

didn't wait for Wan Hequan to finish speaking, he heard a shrill shouting sound outside the tent, and after a while, the old man had already lifted the curtain and walked in, followed by Zhang Tingyu and other people, and the fourth master and the eighth master were also among them, as soon as these two saw that the third master was already waiting in the tent, their faces instantly looked a little bad, and after quickly glancing at each other, they each dodged away, showing that they were extremely afraid of the performance of the third master.

"The son (grandson) knocks to see Huang Ama (Huang Ma Fa)."

Seeing the old man marching into the tent, Hongqing father and son didn't dare to ignore it, so they hurriedly rushed to the front and saluted respectfully.

"It's all flat."

The old man was worried about the condition of the eighteenth elder brother, and his face was not very good-looking, but when he saw the third master kneeling on the ground with wet up and down, a trace of softness immediately flashed in his eyes, and he nodded approvingly, and called out in a warm voice.

"Xie Huang Ama (Huang Ma Fa) Longen."

The old man shouted, and the third master and father and son quickly thanked him, and then got up and retreated to the side.

"Wan Aiqing, how is Xiao Eighteen's illness?"

The old man was worried about the condition of the eighteenth elder brother, although he praised the third master and his son for coming to visit the patient early, but he didn't say much, and walked straight to Wan Hequan's side, and asked with a sad face.

"If you go back to the emperor, the eighteenth elder brother should have pneumonia, and Weichen has already prescribed the medicine, but there are a few main medicines missing in the camp, and Prince Cheng has already promised people to rush to the Chengde Palace to get the medicine, and it just so happens that the emperor has arrived."

Wan Hequan saw the old man's warm attitude towards the third master before, and he also had the heart to help the third master, so he hurriedly reported the previous communication with the third master.

"Well, the third child, take the seal letter of the eye, hurry up and get the medicine, the sooner the better."

The reason why the old man didn't send someone to inform the third master was to let the third master have a good rest, but he didn't expect that the third master didn't even bother to change his wet official robe, so he rushed to the eighteenth elder brother, and his evaluation of the third master was a little higher, but he didn't say much to commend him, and he just simply commanded.

"Yes, my son obeys."

Although the old man did not say anything to commend him, the eyes of the general were obviously full of praise, which made the third master feel as refreshing as drinking cold water in the summer, but he didn't dare to be complacent, so he just hurriedly responded, took the seal letter handed by the old man, and hurriedly ran out of the tent, and went to arrange relevant matters without mentioning it.

"Where is the prince?"

Not long after the third master went, the fifth master, the seventh master and other brothers also rushed over, even the old fifteen who also had a cold did not fall, and there was no trace of the prince, after the old man visited the old eighteenth's condition, he looked back at all the people in the tent, his eyes were instantly awe-inspired, and he asked with great displeasure.

"Back to Your Majesty, the old slave has already been invited before, but it's just ......"

Seeing that the old man's complexion was wrong, although the mood of the brothers was very different, but on the surface, they were all frightened, and no one was willing to stand up for the prince at this time.

"Huh? What's just that? Say! ”

Seeing Qin Wuyong's cowering look, the old man's already ugly face suddenly became a little more gloomy, and he waved his hand impatiently, and scolded him in a cold voice.

"Ah, Your Majesty is angry, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that his body is not feeling well, so he will not come to visit the eighteenth elder brother, slave maid, slave maid ......"

As soon as the old man had such a seizure, Qin Wuyong couldn't stand still, and fell to his knees in a panic, kowtowing his head while echoing the negotiation with the prince in a trembling voice.

"Humph!"

As soon as he heard such an answer, the old man's eyes were already extremely cold, but he didn't say much at the end, he just snorted heavily, flicked his sleeves, and went straight out of the big tent......

Chapter 328 Filial piety is in a small place

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