Chapter 1089: Ye's son has to inherit the title, and he can't be a monk

The fourth master's twentieth birthday ended in the atmosphere of the brothers eating hot pot together.

The war was approaching, and there were many things in the court, so after only a day's rest, I went on an errand.

Once you get busy, the days go by quickly.

It's Chinese New Year's Eve in the blink of an eye.

In the middle of winter, the snow in Sijiu City is very thick.

Chu Xian and Sanfu Jin are both older, the crown princess is also pregnant, and Dafu Jin gave birth to the eldest son of the eldest brother, and the Chinese New Year's Eve atmosphere this year is excellent.

In this kind of scene, Concubine Hui always likes to come out and make a point, but this time she has no chance.

At the end of October, Concubine Hui was ordered by the Queen Mother to think about copying Buddhist scriptures behind closed doors. When she arrived at the horn, the crown princess felt that this was not very good, so she took advantage of the good day of Laba to persuade the queen mother:

"Ancestor, Concubine Hui has been closed for a long time, and her granddaughter-in-law feels that she should have sincerely repented."

The queen mother also felt that it was not good to be the head of the four concubines after entering Layue, and besides, the emperor had always given face to the eldest brother in the past year, and she couldn't always go against the emperor.

For Concubine Hui, a slight punishment is enough.

The Queen Mother wanted to ask someone to present the scriptures that Concubine Hui had recently copied, she took a look, said a few words, and then lifted the grounding order.

After the Buddhist scriptures were presented, the crown princess smiled very "considerately" and said to the queen mother: "Ancestor, you see how carefully Concubine Hui copied it, every word seems to be written with heart." You have been reading this Buddhist scripture recently, and your granddaughter-in-law thinks, why don't you let Concubine Hui tell you about it? ”

"As the old saying goes, read a book a hundred times and see its meaning. Concubine Hui has copied it so many times, and she must have studied it very thoroughly. ”

The Queen Mother thought so: "Concubine Hui, you will give this paragraph to the mourning family." ”

The Queen Mother opened the seventh page of the scriptures very seriously and pointed to the second paragraph: "Su Ma has recently been in retreat, and the mourning family doesn't even have anyone who can ask the scriptures. I'm sorry for you. ”

Although Concubine Hui is very annoying now, she is very clever when she was young, and the Queen Mother has seen it.

Concubine Hui stumbled and couldn't speak.

The Queen Mother wondered: "I copied it a hundred times and still don't know what it means?" ”

Concubine Hui knelt on the ground: "The concubine is stupid." ”

The Queen Mother frowned and stared at her: "It's okay for you to read it to the mourning family, the mourning family's eyes have been getting worse and worse recently." ”

Concubine Hui was still stumbling.

The Queen Mother was annoyed: "Did you copy this scripture yourself?" ”

In a fit of rage, the Queen Mother grounded Concubine Hui again.

The Queen Mother told Kangxi about it that day, Kangxi Ye smiled, and didn't take it seriously at all: "She made you angry, it's her fault, even if you are punished, just don't sulk." ”

The Queen Mother had a bottom in her heart, and simply did not even let Concubine Hui appear on Chinese New Year's Eve, saying that she was sick, but she was actually punished.

Without the noisy Concubine Hui, the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet and the Spring Festival palace banquet was peaceful.

Chu Xian and the crown princess were in a very comfortable mood, and Da Fujin, who had always been afraid of Concubine Hui, could not hide their smiles. However, her mother-in-law was "sick", and Da Fu Jin didn't dare to be too happy, and endured a little hard.

The fourth master was also in a very good mood, and he was pestered by the fourteenth elder brother at the palace banquet to ask for this and that.

When I went back and saw that Chu Xian was still flipping through the Buddhist scriptures in the evening, when she analyzed and pondered sentence by sentence, her face was not very cold.

However, he still took away the Buddhist scripture in Chu Xian's hand: "Today, I just gave another copy of the Buddhist scripture to the ancestor that has just been translated, why did it start again?" ”

"Anyway, being idle is idle, the ancestor believes in Buddhism, I translated it for her, so it is convenient for her to read it."

"Always pondering the Buddhist scriptures, what should I do if I bring the son of the master? In the future, he will inherit the title of lord. ”

(End of chapter)