Huang Taiji's eleventh elder brother, Namu Zhong's son Bomu Bogol, is seven or eight years old this year, because of such a mother, he, the prince, is not as good as those few elder brothers who are blessed and born.

No one in the palace wanted to see him, except for giving him a full meal, no one raised him with care, but unconsciously, he had grown so big that he was old enough to fight with Fulin.

"Gege, don't worry, children, we always make trouble together." Su Mala followed his master all the way and persuaded worriedly, "Otherwise, let the slave and maid take a look, what can happen, why should I alarm you." ”

Yu'er stopped and said helplessly: "Afraid that I will scare Fu Lin and break his heart again?" ”

Su Mala lowered her head in embarrassment: "Slave maid...... That's not what it means. ”

All the way back from Korqin, except for hurrying and sleeping, she spent the rest of the time with Dolgon, or rather, Dolgon was with her.

They said many, many things, and Dolgon tried to distract her from her grief, and Yu'er gradually perked up so that she could listen and talk.

When it comes to teaching children, it is Dolgon who advises her to be patient with Fulin, listen calmly to Fulin's explanations beforehand, and then judge right and wrong. Don't always scold him with your head and face, after a long time, Fu Lin will not say anything, and she will not be able to hear it if she wants to hear it in the future.

After listening to Yu'er's words, Su Mala sighed: "The regent really has a heart for you and the emperor, but he just spread out the two brothers, Prince Ying and Prince Yu, what did they do, people will not say that they are not, people will only say that it is the regent's or not." ”

Yu'er said ruthlessly: "This is his life, if he is willing to kill his brother, naturally no one will say that he is not." ”

Rushed to the Qianqing Palace, the imperial doctor had only arrived for a short time, and he was examining the emperor's body, and he had a little skin on his body, which didn't matter.

Bomu Bogol had been brought back, and it was said that he had been beaten several large bags on his head and cried heartbreakingly, but Fulin still clamored for the death of his brother.

Whether it is a fight or a humble status, Fulin can't afford to lose, he is obviously a little childish like this, but Yu'er thought about it, and wanted to listen to what his son had to say first, but Fulin refused to say why except for insisting on killing Bogol.

When Yu'er and Fulin were at a stalemate, Su Mala asked Wu Liangfu outside the door, and Wu Liangfu knelt on the ground and said tremblingly: "Auntie, the slave really doesn't know. ”

"Bastard, it's so useless to praise you for a few words?" Su Mala was furious, "You follow the emperor from time to time, where are you hiding from being used?" ”

"The slave doesn't dare, the slave doesn't dare to ......" Wu Liangfu kowtowed repeatedly, "The slave remembers that when the eleventh brother first came, the two brothers were quite good, you know, the emperor has never hated the eleventh elder brother so much, but today the brothers and sons talked in the warm pavilion for a while, and the emperor suddenly became annoyed and beat his younger brother." ”

"What did Brother Eleven say to the emperor?" Su Mala asked.

"The slave didn't listen to the truth, but only remembered to read and memorize poems?" Wu Liangfu stretched his neck and thought hard, holding back a sentence: "What is the injury and gold, and gold......

Su Mala was very impatient when she heard this, and was just about to open her mouth to reproach, her heart twitched suddenly, what "injury", what "gold", she asked: "Shangshou is a joint bottle?" ”

Wu Liangfu was stunned and didn't understand, but he listened to it familiarly, remembered it at once, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, that's it." ”

"And what about the next sentence?" Su Mala's eyes were already about to kill.

"No, I didn't hear clearly...... Wu Liangfu was so frightened that he fell to the ground, "The slave didn't hear it, the slave should die, begging my aunt to spare his life." ”

The next sentence is, Cining Palace is full of rotten doors.

Su Mala turned around and rushed into the hall, Fu Lin was crying, covering his face and not speaking, just crying.

"Gege?" Su Mala hurried over, for fear that his master would misunderstand the emperor.

"I didn't say anything about him, don't worry, but he kept crying." Da Yu'er sighed softly, "This child's temper, I really ...... him"

"Gege, come on." Su Mala took Yu'er's hand and took her out without saying anything.

Da Yu'er followed outside the door, and saw that Wu Liangfu was still kneeling at the foot of the steps, Su Mala shouted and ordered him to get out of the way, and the person with weak legs was scared and stumbled away.

"What's wrong?" Yu'er asked her, "What did Wu Liangfu say?" ”

Su Mala knelt down in pain and said, "Master, don't blame the emperor. ”

Presumably, what Bogol thought to Fu Lin was: "Shangshou is a joint honor, Cining Palace is full of rotten doors, and the spring official entered the new ceremony yesterday, and the big gift is to celebrate the marriage of the Queen Mother." ”

This is a limerick poem from the south of the Yangtze River, and I don't know how the original poem was pronounced, but after arriving in the capital, it became like this.

It was the first time Da Yu'er had heard it, but Su Mala had already heard it, she felt that there was no need to disgust her master with this kind of thing, and she never mentioned it, naturally the people in the Yongshou Palace, even if they heard something, all of them had tight mouths.

"It's a good edit." Da Yu'er smiled bitterly, "The door of Cining Palace is rotten, and I haven't had time to repair it yet." ”

A fire in that year, the Forbidden City was badly destroyed, the former dynasty Taihe Palace, Baohe Palace, etc., can be repaired, the repair project of Cining Palace has been delayed, and it is planned to start repairing again at the end of this year. But those Han people who are far away from Beijing and don't know what sins Li Zicheng created back then take it for granted that the empress dowager should live in Cining Palace.

"Don't take it to heart, a few broken poems." Su Mala persuaded Yu'er like this, but she was already angry.

"I'm fine, I haven't heard any ugly words, Huang Taiji is still there, have I suffered less?" Da Yu'er disagreed, and said indifferently, "I was too proud when I was young, and Huang Taiji was too indulgent to me, so that I couldn't earn a good reputation for myself, and now what are you anxious about, everyone persuaded me at that time, did I listen?" ”

"But the emperor." Su Mala stood up and held Yu'er's arm, "I'm afraid that the eleventh elder brother still doesn't understand what he reads, and someone deliberately taught him so that he can hurt the emperor." ”

"If Fulin doesn't understand such a limerick, I'll be in a hurry." Da Yu'er is here, and she still has the heart to joke, patting Su Mala on the shoulder, "It's okay if you're worried about Fulin, don't worry about a few words, I really don't care, I'll talk to Fulin well." ”

In the warm pavilion, Fulin stopped crying, wiped away his tears, sat in a daze, and when he saw his mother come in the door, his body trembled, and he stood up.

"Sit down." Da Yu'er said, "We didn't make an appointment, we have to talk about it today." ”

Fulin lowered his head: "Yes, Erchen remembers." ”

Da Yu'er sat beside him, hugged her son and said, "Fulin, E-Niang watched your sister close her eyes and watch her being buried in the loess. E-Niang is sorry for you, at that moment, E-Niang forgot about you, forgot about Yatu and Atul, forgot everyone and forgot who she was, I just want to go with your sister, I'm afraid she will be too lonely down there. ”

Fu Lin cried as soon as possible, because of the least age difference, and the closest to him was Ah Zhe, how could he not be sad or painful, but he couldn't see some sadness, and he was here alone, and he had to face so many things.

"Duoduo's affairs, Eniang will definitely give you an explanation." Da Yu'er solemnly said to her son, "Let's make an agreement, at this time next year, E-Niang will let him shut up forever, so that he can never come to bully our mother and son, Fulin, okay?" ”

Fu Lin's eyes lit up with hatred, and he nodded vigorously, but the braver he was, the more distressed Yu'er would be, people's hearts were really contradictory, Yu'er herself didn't do a good job as a mother, she didn't do a good job as the queen mother of a country, why did she always ask for her son.

"What about Dorgon?" Fu Lin asked without hesitation, "Eniang, if we can kill Duoduo, will we also kill Uncle Fourteen?" ”

Yu'er was not shocked, she asked her son very calmly: "Uncle Fourteen has not bullied you, Uncle Fourteen guards the world for you, he has taught you so many things, do you have to kill him too?" ”

Fu Lin nodded: "I want to kill him." ”

Yu'er asked: "Just because outsiders say that E-Niang is getting along with him?" ”

Fu Lin lowered his head, clenched his fists and did not speak.

Yu'er gently lifted her son's chin and asked sincerely, "Fulin, what if E-Niang is willing?" Eniang is a Mongolian, you are the son of a Mongolian and a Manchu, and it is common for the two ethnic groups to have the custom of marrying a brother to death, or to remarry someone else. Your favorite aunt once had a husband and children, and she remarried to Shengjing and got all the love of your Amma. Fulin, you tell me, why can't Eniang? ”

Fu Lin stared at his mother blankly, unable to say anything.

Yu'er said: "Fulin, what qualifications do you have to restrain E-Niang, if you say it clearly, E-Niang will definitely be willing to listen." If E-Niang is really with your fourteenth uncle, can she live well and be taken care of in the future, won't it be possible? ”

"But I ......"

"But I won't be with Dolgon, I won't fall in love with any man other than you Amma, Eniang's heart was buried in Shengjing with him." Yu'er said calmly and firmly, "But Fulin, you are not qualified to restrain Eniang, you are not qualified to be sad and ashamed, this is my life, not your life." ”