"Yuqing Palace was originally prepared for the prince, but now that the prince is not here, his family should move out." Eight Masters said.

"Move out of the palace?" Mao Tongtong was a little curious, "The emperor will give them a mansion?" ”

"I'm definitely going to move out of the palace." The eighth master nodded.

"It's bleak to think about." Mao Tongtong said.

She didn't see the crown princess many times, and in her impression, she was a dignified and atmospheric woman, and she was only in her early thirties. Not to mention being so young and widowed, it is tiring to think about taking care of other women and heirs left by the prince.

"There's no way around it. If you live any longer, I'm afraid some people will have to think about it. "The eighth master said.

"Huh?" Mao Tongtong raised his eyebrows, the eighth master has something to say!

"Hehe, I'm just guessing. These are all things that Huang Ama has to consider. The eighth master smiled.

Mao Tongtong didn't ask again, but said, "I just hope that the master will be smooth in the future." ”

"It's hard for me to think about it now." The eighth master showed a wry smile. Of course, if the chips he pressed on the fourth master lost, then the rest of the days would be just as sad.

"Master, no matter what day it is, my child and I will accompany you." Mao Tongtong said seriously.

"Okay." The eighth master laughed, "With Tongtong's words, the master will be relieved." ”

Years later, the atmosphere in the DPRK and China became even more tense.

Kangxi finally began to review the folds by himself, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that although Kangxi's handwriting was still the same as before, it was a little worse in strength. Thinking of the fact that he had not reviewed the folds before, he guessed that this illness was not simple.

The fourth master and the eighth master didn't find out what Kangxi's condition was, but they also knew that the situation was tense now. Although the two did not meet, their private correspondence became frequent.

After the beginning of spring, Kangxi, who had planned to tour the south last year, canceled his trip. This made the ministers of the DPRK and China once again speculate about his physical condition. So the news of the crown prince raised its head again.

At first, it was just a private discussion, but one day Kangxi took a nap in the early dynasty, and finally someone couldn't help it.

Looking at the twists and turns on the imperial case, Kangxi finally couldn't help but pick up a copy and threw it out.

Li Dequan silently picked up the fallen fold and walked to Kangxi's side, "Long live the lord to take a sip of tea and dissipate your anger." ”

"I haven't fallen yet!" Kangxi said with hatred, and his face was red with anger.

Ever since he was sick, his temper has not been as good as before.

"Long live the Lord why bother with them. You're in good health, better than anything else. Li Dequan said.

Kangxi looked at the folds that Li Dequan picked up, and said with a dark face: "You picked it up again and let me be an eyesore!" ”

"Long Live Lord doesn't like to watch it, don't look at it, the old slave is afraid that it will hinder Long Live Lord's feet for a while." Li Dequan said with a smile.

"They can't wait to make a prince, are they looking forward to my abdication?" Kangxi Road.

"I shouldn't be used to the fact that there is no prince in the court." Li Dequan said.

"Not used to it?" Kangxi was stunned for a moment.

"Ah, the old slave doesn't understand the major affairs of the court, but he just thinks so." Li Dequan hurriedly said: "After all, there has been a prince in the palace for more than thirty years. After following the old slave and serving by the side of the Long Live Lord, the prince has already been established. ”

Kangxi had a slight sway, and muttered: "Yes, my Baocheng has been the prince for more than 30 years. This is gone suddenly, and I don't feel used to it. ”

Li Dequan didn't say anything more, just silently sorted out Kangxi's messy recitals.

On the morning of the second day, Kangxi took out the recital of the prince and said, "I have carefully read these recitals. I am now over half a hundred years old, and for the sake of the Qing Dynasty, it is time to set up another prince. I will give you three days to play, and tell me about the prince in your heart! ”

"The Emperor Shengming!" The courtiers said.

The moment the fourth master bowed, he glanced at the dragon chair, and quickly lowered his eyes again.

The eighth master has now also begun to go to court, he bowed down with everyone, and glanced at the fourth master with an expressionless face.

This time, although Kangxi took the initiative to let everyone say the crown prince, he still couldn't guess Kangxi's thoughts. What if it's another temptation?

When they came out of the Qianqing Palace, the eighth master and the fourth master exchanged a look, and then they went their separate ways.

After leaving the palace, the eighth master did not return home, but rode to a manor in the suburbs. The estate is secluded and unobtrusive. The rustic door is also closed. The eighth master stepped forward and buckled the door three times, paused for a moment, and then buckled three times before the door opened.

The little guy who opened the door led the eighth master all the way inside, leading him into a wooden house deep in the bamboo forest. There was no one inside, but tea and snacks were available.

The eighth master sat down, and Chen Guo poured him a cup of tea and stepped aside.

After the eighth master finished drinking a cup of tea, footsteps sounded outside the house, and after a while, the door was opened, and the fourth master walked in.

"The eighth brother came so fast." The fourth master smiled.

"I'm thirsty and want to come and have a cup of tea first." The eighth master smiled and raised the teacup in his hand.

The fourth master sat down opposite the eighth master, and Su Peisheng and Chen Guo retreated.

"What does the fourth brother think of today's incident?" The eighth master asked first.

"Huang Ama should have figured it out this time." The fourth master said.

"How so?" The eighth master frowned: "How do you know that he is not another temptation?" ”

"Temptation again?" The fourth master smiled and said, "Who do you think the courtiers will recommend this time?" ”

"The fourth brother must have the highest voice." Eight Masters said.

"Then I'm in danger." The fourth master said.

He looked relaxed and not worried, so much so that the eighth master was curious, "Fourth brother is not afraid to be the same as the eldest brother?" ”

"Temptation again and again, the courtiers will also be cold." The fourth master said.

This does make sense, but the eighth master thinks it's not so simple. He looked at the fourth master who was calmly drinking tea, and couldn't help but ask, "Fourth brother, is there someone with you by Huang Ama's side?" ”

The fourth master raised his eyebrows, "Isn't there the eighth brother?" ”

The two looked at each other for a moment, and both laughed.

"The fourth brother is actually prepared." The eighth master poured himself another cup of tea.

"I really didn't think about it in my early years." The fourth master said frankly: "I just came to see the prince later," the fourth master paused, and said, "I made two preparations." Actually, if you can get on, I'd be happy to do it. Your fourth sister-in-law doesn't like life in the palace, and I don't want to drag her down. But now, there is no way. ”

"I'm not doing it well enough." The eighth master smiled bitterly.

"It's not all your fault, either." The fourth master said.

The eighth master shook his head and did not speak again. He knew the meaning of the fourth master's words. His birth was a bruise after all. But now, it's not interesting to mention this again. Fortunately, he and the fourth master reached an alliance, and there was still a way out.

After drinking a pot of tea, the two left one after another, waiting for the changes in the court.

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