After Concubine Zhuang knew about this situation, it was naturally another turmoil, and it was naturally Meng Guqing who watched the show.

Du Lina finished learning as it was, and then said worriedly: "Little master, the slave is disrespectful, if Concubine Zhuang knows, it will be terrible." ”

"It's fine." Wuyunzhu actually said that she didn't want to enter the palace, this thorn pierced Concubine Zhuang's heart, and she would remember it for a lifetime. Meng Guqing thought for a while, and then said to Du Lina: "Mama, how is the birthday gift I want prepared?" ”

"Almost." Du Lina was looking forward to her well, thinking about it, and a little uneasy: "We tried well, yesterday Anglima went into the kitchen to open the cage drawer, Toya stopped her, she was not happy, if it wasn't for the slave passing by, I'm afraid it wouldn't be good." ”

"Oh." This person is always a thorn, but she can't be pulled out, Meng Guqing thought clearly: "This is a bright thorn, if she is pulled, there will be darkness, Mama, let's think about the benefits, if this person says that I am not good in front of Aunt Chen, the disadvantages will be expanded tenfold, and if she can say a good word, the benefits will also be ten times." Do you think my aunt will do when she finds out? ”

"You're right." Du Lina looked at her expression, a little realized: "Niangniang must tell the emperor." When the word spreads, everyone will be more curious. ”

It's a secret gift, and these are money-free propaganda with immediate results. The next day, Sorentu came to the door and saw Meng Guqing carefully embroidering a round bag.

"What is this?" He leaped a few steps closer and looked down.

"Lucky bag." Meng Guqing smiled, touched the coin purse with white silk and red threads, and pulled the rope at both ends, which could be retracted: "Wait for me to embroider and send you to pretend to be New Year's money." ”

The Manchurian took white as auspicious, and Sorentu grabbed it in his hand with a smile, tore off the thread, and said playfully: "Give it to me now, I'll go and ask Huang Ama for money." ”

"There's a word on it." After embroidering a stroke, Meng Guqing watched him leave with a smile and tears.

This time, it really "extorted" a lot of money. Huang Taiji, who was knocking melon seeds, looked at the half-palm-sized wallet and worried: "Little wealth fan, this can't hold much, unless." ”

He looked at the melon seeds in his hand and had an idea.

After another two days, Suorentu returned to Qingning Palace with a bulging coin purse, and said to Meng Guqing proudly: "Look, Huang Ama gave it to me." ”

"Golden melon seeds?" Meng Guqing pulled the rope and took out a few and put them in the palm of his hand to look at them, all of them were extremely dazzling.

"yes. You give me a few more bags and I'll fill it up. Sorentu apparently counted her as well: "When the time comes, you will be given, and the emperor's mother, mother." ”

"You're extravagant." Meng Guqing looked at his innocent smile, very moved, and thought of Hai Lanzhu again, a little cautious: "Aunt didn't tell you anything?" ”

Hai Lanzhu did complain that Sorentu was too close to Meng Guqing and asked him to follow the rules. Sorentu usually listens to her, but when it comes to rules, she is a little mischievous: "If I don't tell her, how will she know." ”

"Not necessarily." Meng Guqing hinted: "Eighth Elder Brother, besides, she is right, let's be careful in the future." By the way, with these golden melon seeds, you will definitely be able to give the emperor an amazing gift, right? ”

"Huh." Sorentu flipped the lucky bag and pursed his lips and smiled, as if he had thought of some smug idea.

December soon arrived, the 23rd was the festival, and the 24th began to set off firecrackers in the palace.

At this time, inside and outside the palace, it has been filled with the joy of the Spring Festival, and the sound in the ears represents strong expectations and happiness.

But there are also unwilling people who can't let go.

Xiao Yu'er had already been to Yongfu Palace at the end of November, and she went again on December 25. Concubine Zhuang's attitude is a bit lazy, so every time she comes back, Xiao Yu'er is always a little unhappy when she faces Dolgon.

Dolgon claimed that he had been sick for half a month and went back to court, as if everything was calm, but the thorn in his heart never disappeared, and this emotion made everyone in the house dare not be happy. Whenever Huang Taiji has a birthday, he is always a little weird, Xiao Yuer doesn't dare to provoke him, comes back from the palace, and when he rests at night, he forgets to mention it, and he is a little afraid.

"Wait for the emperor's will, just for a few days." Dolgon's answer was usually indifferent, and this time he glanced at her and actually laughed: "If there is good news then, we can still have a good time." ”

"Lord Wang." He was so gentle under the lamp, Xiao Yu'er personally served, prepared hot water, squatted down to help him wash his feet, looked up stupidly, and his eyebrows were also happy: "What good news." ”

"I heard that the emperor's woman has a body again?" Dolgon listened to the sound of firecrackers, closed his eyes, and asked, "How many months?" ”

"Two or three months." This was heard when she entered the palace, and Xiao Yu'er felt a little guilty when she saw that he wanted to diverge his mind: "Lord, it's useless to be a concubine." ”

"Don't say that, I'm not blaming you." Dolgon helped her up and sighed: "We are still young, and we will have a chance to have children in the future, and if I gossip with you, you will think so much, but I am not." ”

With such a poor body of the Nala clan, Xiao Yu'er thought about this, and her heart burned with jealousy and longing.

The sound of artillery in his ears became louder and louder, and Dolgon closed his eyes and listened for a while, muttering to himself: "There are also artillery battles in the palace, right?" ”

"Hmm." Xiao Yu'er was a little distracted, pulled back by his voice, and said affirmatively: "It started yesterday, but it is not as lively as outside." Probably all of them were a reminder when the emperor traveled. ”

Dorgon understood it, but when he heard this, his face became more calm: "Got it, let's prepare." ”

Xiao Yu'er heard a little ambiguous, and wanted to ask him if he was preparing to enter the palace or preparing to welcome the news, but she didn't dare to do much after thinking about it, so she stopped and obediently catered to him: "Yes." ”

Two days later, on the twenty-seventh, the firecrackers in the palace officially rang out in large areas, and there were more voices to greet the New Year early in the morning. Huang Taiji made an order that from now on, he will dine with his concubines and children every night, and at the same time watch their filial gifts as a reward.

Today's festival is unique, especially Meng Guqing's secret gift, so not long after sitting down, Huang Taiji took the initiative to mention it and asked her to solve everyone's doubts.

Facing the eager eyes of the jubilant crowd, Meng Guqing earned enough face and said with a smile: "There is Emperor Lao who is worried, please wait a moment." ”

She clapped her hands, and a two-foot-wide cage drawer was brought up by several men.

"This is ......" Hai Lanzhu couldn't help but show an inquiring gaze, but she depreciated with some disdain: "What's the big deal, so mysterious." ”

"Auntie must have tasted plum blossom cake, so please try this." Plum blossom cake is a long-standing famous spot, Meng Guqing makes people open the cage drawer, and the tangy aroma and heat rush up.

"I wish the emperor a long life." Meng Guqing went on to explain the method, the plum blossom-shaped cake is yellow and clear, as shiny and festive as gold, and it is worth mentioning that it is arranged into a very interesting shape.

"Fortune and treasure?" The four characters were combined into one, and Huang Taiji smiled when he saw it: "Good intentions." ”

"Please enjoy the emperor and all the 'guests' here, and I wish you all the best in the new year."

"Okay, okay." Huang Taiji was really happy, clapped his hands and said, "This is a really good idea." Come, let's taste this cake. ”

As he spoke, the crackling firecrackers became louder and louder, and one of them sounded like thunder.

The Nala clan who was far away in Yanqing Palace was already trembling and frightened. After this sound, she finally screamed unbearably: "It hurts, my child! ”