Medical Brocade Concentric

The cold sweat on Madam Dong's forehead was about to flow down, she nodded in agreement.

Seeing Su Jin's carriage drive away, he got into the carriage with weak legs.

Fu Mingzhu was prepared in her heart, and after hearing what Madam Dong said, although she was still very angry, she finally endured it.

She was too lazy to go up to Mrs. Tian to flatter her, so she simply used the excuse of raising a baby and didn't make a move.

Coupled with the shock, anger, remorse, and worry about falling ill, the illness has passed for more than half a month.

The confrontation between the East Palace and Prince Zhong's Mansion was not obvious, and only those who were interested could find out the clues. Most of the courtiers felt that the court was peaceful and peaceful, except that the emperor was a little out of tune and convulsed from time to time, everything was still very beautiful.

In the twinkling of an eye, winter came, and in November, the triennial performance appraisal slowly kicked off.

Those who have been appointed, promoted, demoted, and transferred, all have their own methods and a variety of tricks, and fierce competition has been launched.

The biggest winner is of course Yanhe Emperor.

However, he basically has no confidantes to use, and the people he chooses to use thank the emperor for his grace on the face, and are grateful.

Because without the Fu family's father and son to advise Zhao Ming'an, and Zhao Ming'an's attitude is also very strange, actually standing still and doing nothing, he is basically nothing.

Prince Wu's House and Prince Ning's House didn't dare to make too many moves, and there were naturally small tricks in the dark, and they also gained something.

Qin Lang understood in his heart that his father was afraid of him. At this time, he might have sent many people to stare at him openly and secretly. He couldn't take such a risk.

So on the surface, like Zhao Mingan, he didn't move anything.

What was done in secret, no one will know.

As for Zhao Mingqi, he is busy preparing for his marriage. He originally planned to get married at the end of the year, but the late emperor passed away, so he can only postpone until the end of next year.

But that's also good, his being a prince is not comparable to the second son from a prince's mansion in the past, so the ostentation and ceremonies of this marriage naturally have to be re-prepared.

Anyway, he is a cripple, so there is no hope, and no one can take his turn. That being the case, it's better to watch them fight silently, and let him live his rich life.

Deep down, he wasn't completely out of ideas.

After all, he used to be Emperor Yanhe's most beloved and caring son, and he enjoyed the kind of pampering that surpassed the eldest son's. Even if he was physically disabled, he would definitely not be so easily discouraged psychologically.

Maybe he was completely discouraged, but seeing that Qin Lang was able to be canonized as the grandson of the emperor by leapfrogging the ranks of the late emperor when he was alive, then why couldn't his son also be canonized as the grandson of the emperor?

If Qin Lang and Zhao Ming'an fought to the death and their reputations were ruined, he would become the only son of the emperor.

What if his only son had another good son?

Why didn't the father make an exception?

So, there is still hope for him.

It's just that his hopes are more tortuous.

First of all, he had to get married and have an eldest son.

It is necessary to teach this eldest son to be a dragon and a phoenix among the people, and to win the favor of his father.

When he revealed this meaning to the concubine mother, the concubine mother's eyes became hot for a moment.

The mother and concubine told him not to think about anything at this stage, not to do anything recklessly, to watch quietly, to be filial to his father, and to be respectful to the queen, that is enough.

He immediately understood in his heart that his mother and concubine also supported him.

The mother and son tacitly agreed.

He kept a low profile, while the mother and concubine regained their energy to dress up, serve the emperor, and cultivate power

A turbulent, tense and seemingly harmonious officialdom assessment change was finally completed. Seeing that his three sons were honest and did not make any small moves, Yan and Emperor were very happy.

Also very proud.

Xin said that the bastards are quite filial to his father, at least they didn't fight for power, and didn't take the pole to hinder him.

As for the brothers Wu Wang and Ning Wang, he didn't take it seriously.

Emperor Yanhe, who was very happy with his long face, was looking forward to his first new year after ascending the throne.

After the new year, it is the first year of Yanhe, a brand new dynasty of its own!

In the twelfth lunar month, a sudden snowstorm caught everyone by surprise.

When it was snowing that day, Su Jin and Qin Lang brought Zhen'er to play in the snow in the yard with all smiles on their faces, and said with a smile, "Auspicious snow heralds a good year". The family of three had a very happy time.

During dinner, the heavy snow was still falling. Su Jin specially asked someone to prepare a hot pot. The three of them ate the hot pot around the stove, and explained with a smile that the snow was thick on the ground, and they could build snowmen and roll snowballs together , Snowball fights.

The scenery of the East Palace is also very good. After the snow, there must be another beautiful scenery of Qiongduiyu.

This night, I slept very soundly.

There are two to three snowfalls in Beijing every winter, and everyone has long been used to it.

On this day, almost all the people in the capital, like Su Jin and Qin Lang, did not take such a snowstorm seriously.

However, when I got up the next morning and opened the door, the sky was still gloomy, with heavy snow falling from the leaden sky without any sunlight.

After a night of drifting, the snow on the ground was thicker than the calf.

When Su Jin got up, Qin Lang happened to come back, he hurriedly pulled her into the room, and said with a smile: "It's really cold outside, the snow is really heavy, why are you so distracted, and freeze carefully. "

Su Jin came back to his senses, and hurriedly said: "Aren't you going to be on duty today? It's so early." At the same time, he hurriedly ordered people to fetch warm water and serve hot tea.

Qin Lang didn't care too much, "It doesn't matter whether you go or not go to the cold yamen of the Ministry of Rites. I have been doing this for a long time, and occasionally I sneak around and no one will say anything."

Su Jin smiled and didn't talk about him again.

It's just right to stay with her at home. It's snowing so much today, and she doesn't bother to go to the medical school.

When Zhen'er got up, she was insanely happy to see the vast expanse of white snow outside, no matter whether the sky was still in the sky or not, she couldn't wait to go out and have fun.

Su Jin finally coaxed him to eat breakfast, so he had to let him go out.

The snow was too heavy, and he was not allowed to go elsewhere. The father and son were wearing knee-length moccasin boots, snow caps, and feather satin capes to block the snow. Let out a cheerful laugh.

Su Jin stood on the porch holding a hand stove and looked at it with a smile, unconsciously smiling.

After all, he didn't dare to let Zhen'er play for too long, and when he was almost done, he was coaxed into the house to eat.

Su Jin raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky, as well as the heavy snow falling like goose feathers, and said softly to Qin Lang, "When will the snow stop?"