Rebirth of Concubine Kangxi Rong

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After getting off the road, Kangxi was sitting on the royal chariot and walking towards the Cining Palace. He was thinking about the news that Liang Jiugong had just reported. The emperor's grandmother said that she was ill and everyone in the harem paid their respects. Originally, this was not a big deal, but today

It was somewhat meaningful. After all, this was the first time that Tong concubine paid her respects as a concubine. He remembered that the imperial grandmother still valued Tong very much. When Tong first entered the palace, she was not given a position. He was also worried that the imperial grandmother would not

There will be objections, but in the end there is no response at all, and now it is even more obvious that they are not welcome. This change really makes people think deeply.

Kangxi looked at the snow-covered trees in the imperial garden, and it seemed that holding Tong in his arms might achieve more than expected results. Since the imperial grandmother did not want to see her, the more she was favored, the more she would be in the eyes of the imperial grandmother. Then the imperial grandmother would not have time to deal with it.

Is the sky staring at Yimin and her son? He is still frightened by the poisoning of Saiyin Chahun a few days ago. He can't help but feel chills in his heart when he thinks that his cute and naughty son will become ill from now on, or even die young.

Although there is no definite evidence pointing to the Queen's grandmother, Yimin is cautious and his two children are smart. Unless he was completely unprepared for the poisoner, how could he be easily attacked? Even he himself did not expect that the Queen's grandmother would be so cruel.

He had to attack his great-grandson, but judging from the reports from the servants around the two children, except for Zhongcui Palace and Cining Palace, the two children almost never ate anywhere else.

The possibility of being poisoned in Zhongcuigong was unlikely. Kangxi was still very confident in Yimin's ability. Whether it was the upbringing of the children or the control of the slaves, it was enough to reassure him. After the dystocia incident, Yimin had more confidence in the entire Zhongcuigong.

It's so tightly controlled that there's absolutely no possibility of anyone doing anything under their noses.

As for the two empress dowagers placing eyes and ears around the children, he and Yimin both knew it tacitly. Under multiple surveillances, these people would never dare to take action in Zhongcui Palace, so only Cining Palace was left. Reminiscent of the previous paragraph

No matter how unbelievable he was about Grandmother Shi's attitude toward Yi Min and her behavior of often leaving the two children to eat, he had to admit that Grandmother Shi was indeed cruel.

Kangxi tilted his head and looked at the heavy snow falling from the sky. The chaos was just like his state of mind at that time. He vaguely recalled that when he was a child, he secretly hid in the Cining Palace to play, but happened to overhear the quarrel between Huang Ama and his grandmother.

, he had never seen Huang Ama so angry. In his impression, Huang Ama always looked down at everyone coldly, but at that time, Huang Ama seemed to have lost his mind. He scolded the emperor's grandmother.

Apart from himself, the only person in his heart was Horqin. His son was just a tool to gain power and status, and anything he cared about would be destroyed... In the end, Huang Ama roared that he didn't want to be a puppet emperor...

At that time, he couldn't understand why Huang Ama was so unfilial and disrespectful to his loving grandmother. Now that he thought about it, he felt strangely empathetic. In the past, he always felt that he and Huang Ama were different. He could tolerate the emperor's grandmother interfering again.

Political affairs, simply because he knew clearly that at that time he was too young, too inexperienced, and too inexperienced to control this huge dynasty on his own.

After three dynasties, the imperial grandmother was undoubtedly wise and far-sighted. The education he received from childhood and his admiration for family gave him an extraordinary trust in the royal family. He always felt that all the political opinions put forward by the imperial grandmother were good advice.

He was very willing to ask his royal grandmother for advice, and he didn't mind letting this old man control some of the power, just because he so firmly believed that his royal grandmother would never harm him.

But Saiyin Chahun's incident made him feel certain that it was broken. It was his own flesh and blood, the great-grandson of the imperial grandmother. He actually did it without hesitation, even though he had been vaguely aware of the imperial grandmother's treatment of Sai Yinchahun since he was born.

Yimin Ruoyouruo has no scruples, but he never thought that the imperial grandmother would do this! @无码好文,在 Jinjiang Literature City

He absolutely cannot tolerate anyone attacking his beloved son. Unlike Chenghu and Chengqing, Chengrui and Saiyinchahun are his and Yimin's blood, and they have placed all his hopes and expectations on them.

When Li Diandian grew up, he held him in his arms, coaxed him, and pampered the baby since he was born. He could not tolerate anyone hurting them, even if that person was his royal grandmother...

Kangxi extended his hand out of the canopy and held the heavy snow falling from the side of the imperial chariot. He felt the light snow flakes turn into ice-cold snow water in his palms. The chill penetrated into his bones. Perhaps it came from the way he used Huang Ama to bury him in his early years.

Since he was a spy in Cining Palace, he is no longer the pure and filial grandson of Emperor Chenghuan, right?

Kangxi laughed at himself, thinking that he had finally embarked on the path of being a loner, and even his close relatives, the emperor's grandmother, began to doubt surveillance. What else was worthy of his belief? But he didn't want to do it because of himself.

He lost his beloved sons due to negligence. If he loses Chengrui and Saiyinchahun, no matter how many children he has in the future, he will not be able to make up for this regret. Moreover, he almost intuitively believes that the worst outcome will happen, and I am afraid he will completely

Losing Yimin, right? He couldn't accept that possibility even just thinking about it.

Kangxi's thoughts drifted in the cold air, and the mighty honor guard slowly arrived in front of Cining Palace. With the support of Liang Jiugong, Kangxi stepped down from the imperial chariot, stepped on the bluestone road that had been swept clean, without any trace of snow, and exhaled hot breath.

Instant frost, what a damn weather!

Kangxi looked up at the gloomy sky and the heavy snow that showed no sign of stopping. He was worried that such a cold weather would have an impact on Min'er's health. Recently, he didn't dare to go to Zhongcui Palace frequently, for fear that the imperial grandmother would come again.

As for Yimin, although he personally read the medical records of Taiyuan Hospital every day, he was always worried if he didn't see it with his own eyes. Kangxi stamped his feet, which were numb from the cold, and quickly walked into the Cining Palace... Later...

After saying goodbye, let’s go to Zhongcui Palace to see it!

Hearing the announcement of the emperor's arrival, Xiaozhuang was leaning on the kang talking to Xiaohui. Xiaozhuang suddenly raised his head and said with a happy smile, "Why is the emperor here? Didn't he say you don't come to pay your respects in this cold weather? Come to the kang to warm yourself up.

Body." Since Xiaozhuang's condition improved under Yimin's care, his attitude towards Kangxi has also softened, and he no longer interferes with the withdrawal of San Francisco. It seems that he has returned to the way he used to be rude to Kangxi, but this grandson and grandson understand in their hearts.

Nothing can go back. After such disputes and barriers, the most natural and warm family relationship between grandparents and grandchildren in the past is gone forever.

"It is only natural for a grandson to greet the imperial grandmother. What are you afraid of in the cold weather?" Kangxi still bowed after hearing this, then sat next to Xiaozhuang with a warm smile, and greeted Xiaohui who was also sitting cross-legged on the Kang. Xiaohui smiled.

He nodded, with a little concern in his eyes but said nothing. Although Kangxi had long been accustomed to the taciturnity of the empress, but since the relationship between Yimin and the empress' grandmother turned cold, the empress became obviously more taciturn and became a complete

Boring gourd.

Kangxi sighed secretly in his heart. He knew very well that the Queen Mother was a kind-hearted person, but her birth and status dictated that she could only obey the Queen Mother. Looking at the smiling and kind Queen Mother, Kangxi lowered his eyes and raised the hand that Su Moer had just held.

The hot milk tea was brought to me and I took a sip. The familiar mint flavor lingered between my lips and teeth. It was the kind of milk tea I drank at Yimin's place last time. I sighed in my heart for Yimin's good intentions. I knew that the two queen mothers were from the grassland, so they would definitely like milk tea.

, I must have asked someone to send the recipe to Cining Palace and Ciren Palace a long time ago, right?

Xiaozhuang looked at Kangxi's face, took his hand, patted it, and sighed: "The weather has been too cold recently. The emperor must take good care of himself. The Ai family is not in good health now. I felt a little dizzy when I got up this morning.

I'm so dizzy, I'm afraid I won't be able to look after the emperor as much as I did in the past..." As he said this, he seemed to feel sad, and he picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes.

After Kangxi heard this, he carefully looked at Xiaozhuang's face and found that it was really sallow and haggard. He couldn't help but feel ashamed. He was ashamed of his guesses on the way here. He quickly said: "What did the emperor's grandmother say? You will definitely live a long life.

The doctors have said that as long as you take good care of yourself, you will definitely be able to recover, so please relax your mind." After saying this, she turned around and told Pang Su Mo'er to take good care of the Queen Mother.

Xiaozhuang saw that Kangxi was as filial and caring as before, and he couldn't help but put down the huge stone in his heart. He was afraid that Kangxi would have a quarrel with him because of the past. Now he thought it was just to withdraw the vassal, so why bother with the emperor? This matter of withdrawing the vassal was not at all

It can be completed in a short time. Then there will naturally be a chance for the emperor to realize his mistakes. In the eyes of the people of the world, the emperor will not make mistakes. Naturally, someone needs to bear the responsibility. By then, those officials who support the withdrawal of the vassal are afraid that they will not have a chance.

Clean up? Thinking like this, Xiaozhuang put aside the matter of San Francisco and concentrated on implementing another plan.

Xiaozhuang looked at Xiaohui next to him, and saw that he still looked like a taciturn person. He couldn't help but hate the fact that iron cannot become steel. This girl was so soft-tempered that she was crushed to death by the Dong E family. Otherwise, why would he have to work so hard? Not only did he have to

She planned to hold on to power, and she had to plan for Horqin at all times, otherwise there would be no Horqin woman to talk about in the Qing harem in the future? Just looking at Xiaohui's dead eyes, there was no way she could have any harsh words. After all, she was sorry for this great-niece.

, forget it, as long as there are some things that don’t hold you back, don’t lose hope.

Xiaozhuang turned around and said kindly to Kangxi: "Your Majesty, you haven't had your meal yet? The Ai family recently got a good meal, which is best for repelling the cold and nourishing the stomach. Your Majesty might as well try it." Seeing Kangxi's interested expression, he asked Su Mo

With a wink, Su Mo'er hurriedly retreated. Then she came in with someone carrying a steaming pot with a charcoal fire heating it. At first glance, it looked like hot pot is often eaten in the north. There was also a second-class man next to her.

The woman is dressed as a palace maid, but her eyebrows are lowered and her appearance cannot be clearly seen.

Su Mo'er walked closer and directed the servants to put the pot on the bed table. After shooing everyone away, the second-class palace maid was left alone. Xiaozhuang smiled and pointed to the steaming pot and explained:

"Does the emperor think it looks like hot pot?" Seeing Kangxi nod, he smiled and said, "That's wrong. This thing is a rare thing. It was the girl from the Aijia Palace who made it. It's very interesting.

." As she spoke, she nodded slightly to the second-class palace maid, indicating that she should come forward to introduce the second-class lady.

The palace maid saw Xiaozhuang's eyes, bowed and walked forward lightly. After making a confession, she stretched out her hand to open the lid of the big pot. She saw that there was no boiling soup inside as expected, but a golden stew pot placed in slightly boiling hot water.

In the center, Kangxi looked at this strange-shaped stew pot with great interest. He had a great thirst for knowledge about cutting fresh food. The palace maid continued to open the lid of the golden pot, and saw eight bowl-shaped dishes evenly distributed inside.

The grooves are filled with all kinds of precious ingredients, including medicinal herbs.

Kangxi couldn't help but wonder: "Is it just eating these things?" Although these are very high-quality ingredients and the medicinal materials are also quite expensive, they are not very rare in the palace. If the emperor's grandmother wants to, she can even eat them every day. There is nothing wrong with them.

Something strange.

Xiaozhuang didn't say a word, but just signaled Kangxi to continue watching the palace maid's movements. The palace maid picked up a tool with many hooks from the side tray, put the hooks lightly through a few inconspicuous holes in the stew pot, and then

Lift it up slightly, and the layer of stew pots filled with ingredients is suddenly lifted up, exposing the bottom

A small bowl, the light golden soup in the bowl exudes a rich aroma, filling the entire Cining Palace hall, making people move their index fingers.

Only then did Xiaozhuang point to the small bowl and said with a smile: "This bowl of soup is what you eat! I heard that the ingredients and medicinal ingredients in it are very particular. If you add more or less, the taste will be lost!" Xiaozhuang said to him.

Looking at the silent palace maid, she said warmly, "Xi'er, should I cook this meal or explain it to the emperor carefully? The Ai family really can't remember so many details here!"

The palace maid named Xi'er hurriedly knelt down and agreed. Facing Kangxi, she explained softly: "Your Majesty, this meal is called Bazhen Health Pot. Although it has the word "pot", only this small amount is consumed in the whole dish.

Bowl of soup. This stew pot is specially made. There are eight different kinds of ingredients and medicinal materials placed in the grooves on it. According to the different portions, more than ten different flavors can be combined. After the combination is right, you need to put the stew pot into a large pot and simmer it slowly.

It takes twelve hours of cooking to release the essence of these ingredients and medicinal materials. The fine holes are deliberately left along the bottom of the groove to drip, and they are gathered into the bottom soup bowl. Finally, you get such a small bowl of soup, which is Bazhen.

Here is the health-preserving soup. This soup is the most nourishing and nourishing soup. It is suitable for consumption in the cold winter. Just one bowl can keep your blood vessels flowing all day long and you will not be afraid of the cold air intruding into your body."

After hearing this, Kangxi couldn't help but be surprised by this ingenuity. Normally, the tonics were put directly into the pot and stewed into a pot. Where had he seen this method? When he smelled the alluring aroma, he couldn't help but have an appetite. He passed Liang Jiugong and changed hands.

The poisonous soup bowl was presented to me and I took a small sip. My mouth immediately felt fragrant. With just such a small sip, my whole body immediately warmed up. There was no medicinal taste at all, so I couldn't help but take a few more sips.

Seeing that Kangxi liked it, Xiaozhuang narrowed his eyes and pointed at the maid standing below with her hands tied and praised: "The emperor must reward Xi'er well. This girl is loyal. Seeing that the Ai family has been afraid of the cold recently and can't eat it."

It's a hot and irritating meal, so I made this meal and presented it, as well as Qiqiao Ruyi porridge and the like. These are all secret recipes passed down by our family!" Xiaozhuang admired and loved this palace maid named Xi'er.

Almost beyond words.

Kangxi couldn't help but look at the palace maid a few more times, and felt that his eyes were bright. This palace maid actually had a beautiful face, but the respectful and polite expression on her face made her appearance a lot worse. Kangxi took a few glances and didn't take it to heart.

Well, he had seen a lot of beauties. All the beautiful women who came into Kangxi’s ten-year draft were pretty. Although this palace maid was beautiful, she was not enough to attract Kangxi’s attention. Naturally, he didn’t mind giving face to the emperor’s grandmother. He nodded slightly and said to the palace maid: “Since

The royal grandmother praised me so much, I think it must be a good thing, what reward do you want?"

Xi'er quickly knelt down and said respectfully: "It is a blessing for me to be able to serve the Emperor and Queen Mother. How dare I ask for any reward? As long as the Queen Mother does not despise me, it is a great blessing." Xi'er's voice was as cold as melted snow.

It sounds so good that it almost makes people forget about the customs.

After Kangxi heard this, he felt that this slave was a decent and sensible person, but then he thought about it. It is the duty of a slave to serve his master well. Whether or not he will be rewarded naturally depends on his master's mood. There is no reason to ask for rewards, but he can not be greedy for merit.

It is indeed rare. She tilted her head slightly and turned to Xiaozhuang and said: "This servant is quite knowledgeable. If the imperial grandmother likes it, she can be promoted to a maid-in-waiting. After all, this skill alone can be regarded as outstanding, and she will be able to work harder in the future."

Serve your old man."

Xiaozhuang laughed, with a flash of satisfaction in his eyes: "Even if the emperor doesn't say it, the Ai family will do this. This girl is loyal and reliable, and has good cooking skills. Naturally, the Ai family will not treat her badly!"

Xi'er on the ground nodded, "Xi'er, from now on, you will be upgraded and become a waiting maid!" Xi'er just kowtowed respectfully and thanked her, and did not look overjoyed, but it made Kangxi look at it more.

Eye.

Xiaozhuang glanced at Kangxi lightly, took a sip of milk tea, and then casually suggested: "Although this girl's craftsmanship is good, the Ai family cannot enjoy it often now. After all, the imperial doctor said that the Ai family is weak and cannot be supplemented. This

I'm waiting for something good but I can't use it much. It's just a pity for this girl.

What a unique skill!"

Xiaozhuang's words seemed to have something to say. It turned out that Xiaohui, who was sitting quietly by the side drinking milk tea, suddenly moved, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared in the depths of his eyes, almost making people think it was an illusion, but looking at

The eyes of the palace maid on the ground became obviously colder.

Kangxi's eyelids twitched slightly, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said with a smile: "It's okay to try this good stuff once in a while. Besides, if the emperor's grandmother likes it, she can naturally taste this slave's craftsmanship at any time after she recovers. It's enough to be valued by the emperor's grandmother.

Why is it a pity to say that I am so blessed?" Kangxi's heart sank. He was keenly aware of the truth behind Xiaozhuang's words. He looked at the remaining half of the bowl of the so-called Bazhen Health Soup and laughed at himself indifferently,

It turns out that Cining Palace Soup is really not that easy to drink...

The author has something to say: Haha, it seems that many people believe that this person is Wu Yashi? Then let me tell you, dear friends, you guessed wrong! How could Yimin bring this woman Wu Yashi to the emperor?

"Gold-plating" in the Queen Mother's Palace? You must know that even in ordinary families in ancient times, the people who serve the elders cannot be said casually. If Yimin really wants to do this, it will be to help Wu Ya clan improve his status! But as mentioned before

Yes, everyone should know who it is, right? As for Wu Yashi, hehe... let’s keep it a secret for now, we actually feel very sorry for Sisi!