The Kangxi era is coming to an end, and in the eyes of others, the fourth master and the fourteenth master are evenly matched, but Lin Xianyu knows that the fourth master has actually won the battle.

The fourth master is over forty years old, and his face is wrinkled, he is simply an old man.

Thinking about Nian's years, he was willing to give birth to this old man.

There were a few red plums inserted in the celadon bottle, slowly revealing the fragrance, Yinzhen soothed his brows slightly, and suddenly said: "Nengdan Yierha has also passed his fifteenth birthday." ”

Lin Xianyu nodded, in this era, a woman is fifteen years old and she is considered an adult.

Yin Zhen smiled: "Over the years, I am fortunate to have you take care of the backyard chores for my lord, so that my lord can not worry about the future." The Lord intends to marry Nengdanyir Haxu to the son of Wuge. ”

Lin Xianyu was stunned, this is what the Song family has been praying for.

Since the death of her Amma, her brothers' official positions are not too high, and they can't help the fourth master much in the matter of seizing the heir, in fact, the fourth master doesn't have to match Nengdanyir Haxu with the Ulanala family.

But this time, she did not refuse the kindness of the fourth master, although Wuge's son is not excellent, but he is still very good in terms of character and appearance, and it is better than marrying Fumeng far away.

"Then I'll thank the fourth master." Lin Xianyu stroked the fine lines of his sideburns, no matter how good his physique is, he is still no match for the passage of time after all.

In a blink of an eye, Mazi Kangxi finally came to the end of his life.

In the winter of the sixty-first year of Kangxi, martial law was imposed in Sijiu City, and everyone knew that the wind and rain were coming.

Concubine De was anxious, because her youngest son was still in the northwest!

When he was dying, Kangxi summoned Yinzhen, the fourth son of the emperor.

What happened this night, Lin Xian didn't know, she stayed in the study of Prince Yong's mansion Fuyu Hall, quietly copying Buddhist scriptures, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with her.

This seizure of succession, which has lasted for decades, will eventually come to an end because of Kangxi's death.

In the early morning of the next day, Lin Xianyu was woken up by the sound of the death knell.

Mama Kong's hands trembled, "Fujin, all the temples in Beijing are ringing the bell!" ”

Only when the emperor dies will the bell ring all over the city.

Sijiu City has been blocked since yesterday, but I'm afraid that Kangxi will die last night.

The fourth master must have been in control of the situation, so he ordered the temples to ring the bell and mourn for the Daxing Emperor.

Sure enough, Su Peisheng stumbled in, knelt on the ground, and cried: "Fujin, the emperor has died!" The throne has been passed on to our prince! ”

It was like crying like laughing. Lin Xianyu complained silently in his heart.

She picked up the Buddhist beads and twisted them a few times, and also pretended to recite a few Buddhist scriptures, "I know, immediately order martial law in the palace, unless the prince sends someone, no one is allowed to come in!" In the same way, no one is allowed to go out! ”

The more you are at this juncture, the more you must be careful.

The sound of the death knell kept ringing, and the emperor died, and it was said that the bell would ring 30,000 times, and it would not stop for a while.

When the people in the backyard heard this, they also rushed to Fuyu Hall.

Lin Xianyu told everyone the news: "The emperor has died, and he passed the throne to our fourth master before he died." ”

Hearing this, everyone could not hide their excitement, if the fourth master ascended the throne, these side Fujin and Shu Fujin could be concubines, and one person would ascend to heaven if he got the Tao.

After giving birth to Fuhui, Nian's general has been raised for more than a year, and her body is still a little haggard, she hurriedly said: "Fujin, then when will we enter the palace to mourn?" ”

Lin Xianyu said: "The first emperor died in Changchun Garden, and we need to return to Beijing after Emperor Daxing's death, so that we can enter the palace to mourn." Don't be impatient, just wait for the prince to send someone to pick us up." ”

Nian nodded.

Li Fang Fujin sat still, "Fujin, the prince is still in Changchun Garden now, there will be no changes, right?" ”

Lin Xianyu said with a straight face: "Our prince has already received the edict of succession, although he has not ascended the throne now, he is already the heir emperor, how can there be a change?!" "-This Li, even if he is really worried, can't say such a thing! What's more, Long Keduo is the commander of the Nine Gates, and everything is already under the control of the fourth master.

Li Shi sneered: "The concubine is also worried about the prince." ”

Lin Xianyu said lightly: "Okay, you guys go back and wait first." ”

The death of the emperor was a cumbersome matter, and it was not until the afternoon of the next day that the fourth master sent the chief administrator Chen Fulai to pick up a wife and concubine from the palace to mourn.

Kangxi's funeral was grand and vast.

Lin Xianyu, as the Prince of Yong Fujin and the future master of the Niangniang, naturally had to lead the Fujin and Fujin to kowtow and mourn.

In addition, there are Kangxi's old concubines, led by Tong Guifei, followed by the old four concubines. Although Concubine De is the biological mother of the emperor, she is not the queen mother after all, so she can only mourn after Concubine Tong.

At this moment, everyone's mood is complicated, although they are crying one by one, but I am afraid that few people will be sad about Kangxi's death.

Now that it is winter, mourning for Emperor Daxing is a hard errand, Lin Xianyu has eight points of physical strength to support, but it is okay. But the four concubines of the first emperor were not young, and for seven days, they knelt on the cold and hard floor, crying and mourning, kowtowing, and tossing so that several old concubines fell ill.

There are also several weak physique in the backyard of the fourth master, such as the Nian family and the Wu family, all of whom gritted their teeth to survive.

This kind of thing, Lin Xianyu is not good at being kind. If you persuade anyone not to take a break, it is disrespectful to Emperor Daxing.

At this juncture, no one wants to tell the truth.

She had to ask the needle and thread people to make thick knee pads overnight, and boil thick ginger soup for preparation.

Although the old and young people present had different thoughts, no one made trouble at the funeral anymore, and they all behaved.

In a blink of an eye, twenty-seven days later, the fourth master finally officially assumed the throne of the emperor, and next year was the first year of Yongzheng.

The ascension of the new emperor to the throne means that everything has finally settled.

Although Lin Xianyu has not yet been officially canonized as the queen, the people below have changed their words and called her "Master Niangniang".

Under the cover of night, the lights in the front hall of the Heart Cultivation Hall are as bright as day.

The old eunuch Chen Fu bowed his head and stepped forward to kowtow: "Long live the master, the master is here." ”

Yin Zhen was still immersed in reading the folds, and when he heard this, he paused slightly, "Let her come in." —then dipped it in red ink and continued to fold it.

This son is still in the country filial piety, Lin Xianyu is wearing a stone blue gown, carrying a flat gold plum blossom hand stove walked in, seeing that the fourth master is still approving the folding, he took a few steps forward, bent his knees and blessed: "Please say hello to the emperor." ”

Yin Zhen sighed, then put down the jade tube and asked her, "Is the harem all settled?" ”

Lin Xianyu smiled bitterly: "The other concubines and concubines have all moved to the palace, but they are just ...... Niangniang, she refused to leave Yonghe Palace. ”

Yin Zhen's face was gloomy.

The fourth master arranged for his biological mother to live in Ningshou Palace, which was once the palace of the Empress Dowager Xiaohuizhang. It was also reasonable, but there was a better Cining Palace to the east.