Concubine Xian did not intercede for her nephew at the full moon banquet.
Guessing that the emperor's anger had dissipated, a few days later, she directed the cook to make a bowl of ginkgo barley soup, and brought it to the Hall of Mental Cultivation herself.
? Just after noon, Qianlong returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to review papers after having lunch in Changchun Palace, with a white and tender baby in his arms. Yong Cong ate his fingers with relish, and blinked at the blue sky.
Huang Ama hugged him firmly, the breeze was blowing, bringing warmth, it was the most comfortable weather in spring. Yong Cong yawned, put his right hand full of holes to his mouth, and fell asleep with a few babbles.
I don't know how long it has passed, but Yong Cong is hungry.
He opened his eyes in a daze, and let out an ah, and Wu Shulai, who was standing beside him, immediately said: "Your Majesty, Miss Mo Shu, brother Qi is awake."
He was lying in the cradle next to the imperial table, and Qianlong, who was critiquing the papers, could see him at a glance. Because the queen was worried, she specially sent Mo Shu to take care of Yong Cong, and prepared diapers, handkerchiefs and other things with her, and prepared goat milk for him when she was hungry.
After the full moon banquet, Seventh Brother refused to drink the nanny's milk, no matter how much he coaxed him, it was useless. The queen had no choice but to ask the small kitchen to prepare some goat's milk to remove the fishy smell, and the seventh elder brother finally drank it to appreciate his face.
After Qianlong heard about it, he praised Yong Cong vigorously, praised him for being unconventional, worthy of being my son, and so on, so much that Yong Cong was about to smoke, and the smile on the Queen's lips froze for a moment.
Can this be boasted?
After that, Yong Cong was picked up by his Huang Ama.
Qianlong took the porcelain bowl and fed him small spoonfuls. The posture was so skillful that many palace officials lowered their eyes in horror.
Wu Shulai was unusually calm, what's the matter? When Long live Lord was still the prince, he also fed Princess Hejing and Duanbeile!
So if you ask him to say, Big Brother has absolutely no chance of winning. This favor is not at the same level at all, how can it be compared?
Goat milk spilled from Yong Cong's lips, and he burped a little. Qianlong stroked his chubby belly, gave Mo Shu the remaining half bowl of goat milk, and put it on his knees, bouncing gently.
At a soft and comfortable level, Yong Cong closed his eyes and hummed twice, like a pig that sleeps when it is full.
Qianlong hugged him, and as soon as he picked up the ink brush with his right hand, it was announced that Concubine Xian was asking to see him.
It's been so long, it's time to come. Qianlong's soft expression became indifferent, and he ordered: "Let her in."
Concubine Xian walked over with a food box and lowered her eyebrows. She was obviously well-dressed. She was dressed in a simple yet exquisite outfit. There was a magnolia tassel in her hair, which rippled slightly with her steps.
"Your Majesty, this is ginkgo barley soup made by my concubine" After she finished her salute, she raised her head, and the words stuck in her throat.
What the emperor is holdingisn't the seventh elder brother Yong Cong? !
She lowered her eyes in shock, hiding the turmoil in her heart, and trembled her fingertips a little.
The seventh elder brother was so favored that the emperor did not forget to bring him when he was reviewing the memorial?
Qianlong is synonymous with majesty and indifference in Concubine Xian's mind. How could such a scene, such a scene, appear in front of her eyes? !
Qianlong glanced at her and couldn't deny the soup, "Let's talk."
Concubine Xian came back to her senses, tried her best to ignore the innocent look of the little baby looking at her, bit her lips, knelt down and kowtowed and said, "I know my mistake, Lianghe knows it too, I beg the emperor to be sympathetic." In the Ulanara family, the concubines must be cautious in their words and deeds in the future"
Yong Cong bit his hands and thought, in history, the successor Ulanara was a strict, even a bit old-fashioned, very daring to advise, and he was also an example for the world. If I hadn't cut my hair when I went to Jiangnan
Did she also make mistakes when she was Concubine Xian?
He felt that Concubine Xian longed for Huang Ama's favor at this time.
Qianlong glanced at her, "I know."
The emperor didn't give an accurate word, and Concubine Xian was a little anxious, but she didn't dare to speak again.
Qianlong picked up the ink pen and turned over the memorial. On it was an urgent note from the governor of Jiangsu, saying that the remnants of the White Lotus Sect in Jiangning had been wiped out and the stronghold had been removed, all thanks to Duanbeile
Looking at it, Qianlong was in a good mood. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Concubine Xian standing stiffly in place, and her attitude changed a little, "Lianghe, boy, I have indeed punished him. Didn't he study in Xian'an Palace? Let Gong be Yonglian's companion reading."
Se Buteng was conferred the title of Fuguo Duke, and has recently taken the job of a second-class bodyguard. Yong Lian's companion is only one, and Lianghe just happens to be on top.
Concubine Xian walked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation in a trance, she didn't evenI thought about whether the emperor would use ginkgo soup.
Your Majesty, is this binding the Wulanala family and Duanbeile?
It's obviously a great thing, and my Ama'eniang will be very happy when she hears it.
But Concubine Xian couldn't laugh.
Why did the emperor do this?
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If Concubine Xian had a son under her knees, Qianlong would not be able to do this.
He casually glanced at the ginkgo soup, which was already cold, "Wu Shulai, I reward you."
"Yes." Wu Shulai bowed his body and clicked his tongue secretly, my concubine, long live, this is for your own good!
In the future, when Duan Baylor ascends the throne, relying on the affection of Master Lianghe, the Ulanala family can prosper for more than ten years.
Another quarter of an hour passed¡ª¡ª
"Long Live Lord, please meet Zhang Shangshu."
Zhang Ruoai, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, saw the baby in Qianlong's arms from a distance, and was only surprised for a moment before calming down, "Long live, this is the palace examination list written by the Ministry of Rites. I have finished sorting it out"
Presumably that is the rumored Seventh Prince Yong Cong.
Zhang Ruoai is Zhang Tingyu's beloved son, Qianlong's valued minister, he nodded with a smile and said: "Aiqing has worked hard."
Wu Shulai brought an embroidered pier and poured good hot tea, and Zhang Ruoai knew that the Long Live Lord had something to chat with him. As the confidant of the Holy Majesty, the Emperor occasionally chatted with him about family matters, but Zhang Ruoai didn't say anything about it, but was proud of it in his heart.
Qianlong handed Yong Cong to Mo Shu, "It's getting late, the queen will blame me if she sees Yong Cong again."
What does Huang Ama want to discuss with Zhang Shangshu?
On the way back to Changchun Palace, Yong Cong vomited a bubble.
"This is the Dharani of Great Compassion and Five Seals in White Clothes that I copied from Master Dong." Qianlong pretended to inadvertently pull out a volume of scriptures, and pushed the memorial aside, "Zhang Aiqing, I have given you this volume of scriptures. "
Zhang Ruoai took the scriptures and was stunned by the surprise that fell from the sky.
While pleasantly surprised, he was also a little puzzled.
A minister who doesn't know how to guess Shangyi is not a good minister. Counting the days, there is no special meaning today. Long live God gave himself this volume of scriptures What does it represent?
He slowly opened it, and what came into view was Dong Qichang's body, on which there was a portrait of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, who loves the world and saves all living beings.
Avalokitesvara, Buddhist scriptures
There is also the full moon banquet not long ago
Zhang Ruoai was clever and suddenly realized.
He carefully wrapped the scriptures into his arms, and after returning home, he excitedly said to his wife: "Quick, tell me about the appearance of Brother Seven when he is full moon"
At the time of the full moon banquet, Zhang Ruoai happened to be away on business in Shanxi, so she did not attend.
Madam looked at him in surprise, "What is this?"
Zhang Ruoai: "Big event!"
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