Looking at the fourteenth elder brother and Honghui who came in, Kangxi's heart could not contain a wave of jealousy.

A tall figure, thick beard, in his twenties, a young man who can never go back.

The fourteenth elder brother was born in the twenty-seventh year, and this year is twenty-eight; Honghui was born in thirty-three years and is now twenty-two.

Forty years ago, when I was twenty-two, what was I doing? Kangxi's gaze became blurred.

That year, the "Rebellion of the Three Feudatories" was already in its third year, and the war situation was not optimistic.

At the end of the year, the twenty-two-year-old emperor set up the prince Yinren as the crown prince, sent officials to sacrifice to the heaven and earth Taimiao Sheji, issued an edict to the government and the opposition, and gave mercy and pardon.

The one-and-a-half-year-old son-in-law was appointed as the crown prince, in addition to mourning the death of his wife, mainly due to the situation.

The folds of defeat continued, and Kangxi already had preparations in his heart for the imperial expedition.

After the Empress Dowager and the Manchu Dynasty were blocked by the civil and military forces in every way, Kangxi never got his wish...... When he reached the age of the fourteenth elder brother, the rebellion of the three feudatories had been pacified, and he became a widower for the second time, and the prince became a fu, with university scholars Zhang Ying and Li Guangdi as teachers...... While pondering, I saw that the fourteenth elder brother and Honghui had already knelt down and said, "Erchen (grandson) to Huang Ama (Huang Ma Fa) to say goodbye." ”

Kangxi retracted his thoughts, his gaze swept over the face of the fourteenth elder brother, and fell on Honghui.

The prince followed him, Honghui Xiao was like his father, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Kangxi.

Thinking of the deposed prince, Kangxi's gaze at Honghui softened.

He sighed in his heart, waved his hand at the two of them, and said, "Calm down, sit down and talk." ”

The fourteenth elder brother and Honghui got up in response, and Wei Zhu hurriedly took a little eunuch and sent two stools over.

The fourteenth elder brother and Honghui sat honestly, Kangxi thought about it for a while, and said to the fourteenth elder brother: "I heard that the eighth elder brother is sick, Ming'er, you take two imperial doctors, and go over to see him on my behalf."

The fourteenth elder brother was very surprised, and the hand in the sleeve was already tightly clenched into a fist.

Since the "Killing Eagle Incident" in November last year, the eighth elder brother has been reprimanded a lot, and has been "resting from illness" since then.

Now, Huang Ama thinks of him, it is Li Guangdi's old guy who relies on the old and sells the old, and he is praising the eighth elder brother as "the virtuous king's elder brother", which makes Huang Ama change his original intention.

Seeing that the fourteenth elder brother looked a little uncomfortable, the gloom in Kangxi's heart seemed to be much better.

There are fewer than a thousand cups of wine for a confidant, and there is no speculation for more than half a sentence.

Even if it's flesh and blood, it's not something that can be hot just like that.

After dealing with two sentences, Kangxi waved his hand to the fourteenth elder brother and said, "Kneel down, don't forget the errand I gave you." ”

The fourteenth elder brother responded, but he was a little hesitant in his heart, glanced at Honghui, and exited the room.

In addition to Kangxi, there is only Honghui left in the house, and Wei Zhu and other chamberlains have been sent out by Kangxi.

There was silence in the room, Kangxi looked at his eldest grandson, and said nothing.

Honghui only felt that his little heart was "plopping" and "plopping", as if he was about to jump out of his throat.

In order to hide the trace of panic, he raised his head and said with sincerity on his face: "Huang Mafa, my grandson has seen that you have been cleared. Now is the time of winter and spring, which makes people sleepy, do you want to not allow your grandchildren to do their filial piety and accompany Huang Marfa to go out for a walk? ”

Kangxi smiled on his face, glanced at Honghui, and nodded slowly.

He got down from the kang and said, "Let's go." ”

Honghui just said it casually, and when he saw Kangxi agree, he relieved himself after half a sound, and hurriedly got up and responded: "Grandson obeys the order." ”

Two ancestors and grandchildren, one after the other, went out of the Qianqing Palace.

Wei Zhu, who was guarding outside the warm pavilion, saw that the Long Live Lord was going out, so he hurriedly hugged a cloak and followed.

Kangxi tied his cloak and let Wei Zhu follow from afar, while he took Honghui out of the Qianqing Gate with a meteor.

Out of the Qianqing Gate, his footsteps slowed down, and he turned left into the Jingyun Gate.

Honghui looked at his grandfather's straight back, and his feelings were very complicated.

If his grandfather hadn't been so "old and strong", would his Ama still be deposed after more than 30 years as the crown prince?

Unconsciously, he walked into a palace with Kangxi, but his expression couldn't help but change greatly.

This empty, not half fresh place, is the East Palace Yuqing Palace, which has been idle for three years.

Born and raised here, Honghui thought he would be the future owner of this place. Now, it has been a sea of vicissitudes.

In Honghui's stunned kung fu, Kangxi had already passed through the Xiangxu Gate and entered the second courtyard of Yuqing Palace.

Honghui hurriedly followed, but his mind was already blank.

Kangxi stopped, looked up at the plaque hanging on the second main hall, and couldn't help sighing.

The palace here was built for the crown prince on the basis of the old palace in the eighteenth year of Kangxi.

This sigh fell into the ears of the shocked Honghui, but it seemed to be the sound of heaven.

His eyes lit up immediately, and he forcibly suppressed the ecstasy in his heart.

Huang Ma Fa feels so much, is he unbearable for Amma? More than 40 years of father-son affection, how can it be said that it can be erased?

The sunset is all over the sky, and the red light covers it, even if it is the supreme emperor, it will be said that it will be the time of the western mountain.

In this world, it must be passed on.

But he forgot that the eldest elder brother who had been circled for seven or eight years and known as "brave", and the thirteenth elder brother who went from the most favored prince to the down-and-out idle clan, were also the emperor's sons.

Kangxi is indeed grateful, but not for the second elder brother, but for himself.

He had long known that the emperor was "alone", and sitting on that chair, the courtiers and all the people prostrated under his majesty.

The emperor who ascended the throne at a young age has some thoughts about the family affection of ordinary people, right?

Because of this, he can respect and filial his mother for most of his life, and attach importance to this "mother-son love"; When I think of the Empress Yuan, I can't sleep all night, but I can't let go of the "righteousness of husband and wife"; pampered a few young elder brothers, cherished Honghui's eldest grandson, and hoped that he could enjoy the "joy of family".

But it's like a dream, with the mask of the emperor, and I can't tell which ones are sincere and those are deliberate.

The emperor's favor sometimes becomes the target of jealousy, and he must be prepared to usher in the dark arrows of all parties...... What news spreads the fastest in Beijing?

There is no doubt that it is naturally news from the palace. The prince of the clan, the civil and military officials, but who is a little powerful, whose "eyes" are blind and "ears" are deaf?

Life and death, honor and disgrace are tied to the emperor, and of course everyone pays special attention to the wind and grass in front of the emperor.

When it was time to hold the lamp, those people who "had their hands and eyes to the sky" almost got the news, "Shen Zheng two quarters (half past four in the afternoon), long live and take the eldest Sun Honghui out of the Qianqing Palace, to Yuqing Palace, and the third quarter of the first month."

On this night, how many people tossed and turned, how many people were worried, how many people were uncertain, and how many people were resentful...... The rights and wrongs of the capital have nothing to do with Cao Hao, who is running outside the mouth for the time being.

After two days of trekking, on the twenty-third night of the first lunar month, Cao Hao and his party finally arrived at the left wing pasture of Taifu Temple in Harani Dunjing.

the left-wing pasture on this side of the Outer Harani Dunjing, with a radius of six hundred miles; It is located in the right wing of the Qizierhan River pasture, with a radius of 400 miles.

It took five or six days of hard work for Cao Hao to inspect and count several pastures in the two pastures.

The damage to the livestock here is more serious than Cao Hao imagined.

The number of adult mules and geldings has reached 20%, and the newly bred ponies in the past two years have lost more than half due to lack of forage and heavy snowfall and winter cold.

The Taifu Temple Ranch is like this, and the Eight Banners Ranch, some of which are further north than here, are afraid that the snow disaster will be more obvious.

How many of the ranch books match the actual number of livestock?

Even on the side of Taifu Temple, Cao Hao also knows that the actual livestock is in the books, and the original gap is nearly one percent.

This success is divided by the Chahar Dutong, the head of the two wings of the ranch, and the officials at all levels of the Taifu Temple, which is also the practice of the Yamen of the Taifu Temple.

Although Cao Hao was disgusted by such behavior, he didn't think about changing it.

The left and right are not taking advantage of him, so why bother to be thankless and offend everyone and others?

Compared to other ranches, Taifuji Ranch is quite decent. I heard that over there in the Eight Banners Ranch, there are two or three percent of those who eat the "empty quota" of horses.

Today, 20% of the livestock are frozen to death, and with the previous vacancy, the tips of the horses in the Taifu Temple ranch have actually been reduced by one-third.

It will take three to five years to return to the number of livestock before the snowstorm.

How about the Taifu Temple Ranch, the other Eight Banners Ranch, the number of livestock, and the number of livestock that can be left in the book is already good.

The livestock in the imperial pastures are raised by the state with money, and most of them are fat and hairy, but this is still the case, let alone those ordinary herdsmen?

Like the Batu family, the livestock have been killed, and the livelihood is difficult, I don't know how many people.

Fortunately, there is frozen meat to satisfy the stomach, and after two months, the frozen meat will be eaten up, and famine is inevitable.

Although Monan Mongolia was regarded by the imperial court as Inner Tibet, it did not mean that the imperial court could regard the Mongols as its subjects, otherwise there would not be a "policy of reducing Ding" to exterminate people's surnames.

The "policy of reducing the number of people" is to limit the growth of the population of various parts of Mongolia.

When the population of each department reaches a certain limit, the excess Dingkou is slaughtered.

In order to maintain the "benevolent and righteous" face of the imperial court, there were not many times when they were directly "slaughtered", and most of them were mainly driven to the Mongolian Eight Banners as the front station or provoked internal strife in Mongolia during war.

After several generations of marriages, most of the kings who now hold the power of the Mongolian tribes are the nephews and grandsons of Aixinjue Luo.

They are aristocrats, who are rewarded and summoned by the emperor every year, and live a life of luxury, so they naturally do not worry about being "reduced".

The Mongols, who once dominated the steppe, rubbed away the blood surname of the wolf and became obedient citizens loyal to the Manchu court.

Sitting under the lamp, thinking about the situation of the Mongols, Cao Hao took out the wolf tooth given by Qi Muge and thought of a way to help the Bahn family get through the difficulties.

As for the other Mongols, Cao Hao had a sense of powerlessness...... As long as you can last for half a year and stay up until June or July, the water and grass are fertile, the grassland is full of vitality, the hares are jumping in the grass, and the yellow sheep are running happily.

Even if they don't survive June or July, they are herders, and unlike farmers who wait for their crops, there are livestock to slaughter, so barely surviving should not be a problem.

Although they do not die of hunger, they have lost their murdered livestock, and if they want to live, they have to sell themselves into slavery.

Those Mongol nobles, in addition to driving these slaves themselves, sometimes bought and sold part of the population to Guanli privately.

In the people of the capital, a young and strong Mongolian slave is only a dozen taels of silver, and the price of a child is halved.

Mongolian people are very angry, the surname is honest, easy to drive, and the general people in the banner are willing to buy two to go home to call.

In the blizzard that froze to death the healthy horses, if it weren't for Batu's enthusiasm and generosity, Cao Hao and his party would have died outside the plug.

Although he only rested at Batu's house for one night and ate two meals, it was a real life-saving grace.

Cao Hao's behavior is not to seek to be heard in the world, but to be worthy of my heart. This great grace of life is naturally firmly remembered in my heart, and I want to thank you for my life.

Cao Hao was thinking about it, and he heard someone outside the door: "Childe, are you resting?" ”

It was Wei Hei's voice.

"No, Brother Wei, please come in." Cao Hao put down his wolf teeth, and while responding, he got up and opened the door.

Wei Hei came in with a leather bag, held it up in front of Cao Hao, and said with a smile: "These two sons saw that the sky was running outside, and they were careful that they were infected with the cold, so they still drank two sips of wine to drive away the cold, relieve fatigue and then resettle." ”

"That's a good relationship, just drink two cups with Brother Wei......" Speaking of this, Cao Hao looked out the window, it was already pitch black: "It's just late at night, don't toss the kitchen, let's just drink with jerky." ”

As he spoke, he beckoned Wei Hei to sit down at the table, took the bag containing the jerky again, and put it on the table.

Wei Hei had already taken two celadon tea cups, poured two glasses of wine full, one was sent to Cao Hao, and one was served by himself: "Son, take two sips, just now this wine bag has been on the kang head of Lao Hei's house for a long time, and it is hot." ”

Cao Hao smiled and picked it up, brought it to his mouth, and took a sip. The hot drink ran down my throat and burned hot, and I felt that my whole body was immediately warm.

"What a strong wine!" Cao Hao gasped and looked at the wine in the cup.

"Yes, this is the wine that Cui Fei sold in Zhangjiakou. Not to mention, although it is a transaction of the palace, it is not a word, this wine is authentic, and there is no water. I complained that their family's business was good, and I heard that there were tens of thousands of taels of silver left over from selling wine every year. Wei Hei took a sip of wine and said.

"Is it tens of thousands of taels of silver a year? King Jian's mansion, the family is very rich......" Cao Hao groaned, a smile gradually appeared on his face, and the worries that Fang Zai had accumulated in his heart had disappeared......

(To be continued)