Qingchuan Story 59

"Don't lie to me, who did you ask me to hand me in front of the emperor?" The Eighth Concubine sat on the couch, straight with her waist straight, her eyes lowered, and she did not look at the Eighth Master's face. She knew that once she looked at him, she would be unable to help but feel soft.

The Eighth Master sat next to the Eighth Concubine, stretched out his arms and held her shoulders, "Be good! Listen to me."

The Eighth Concubine's heart followed his words and trembled slightly. He knew best how to stir up his heartstrings. So he was eaten by him so hard over the years.

Others say, what happened to the Eighth Concubine? How did she keep the Eighth Master tightly? She has been living alone for years.

In fact, it’s not that Yinsi is so tight that he is. The more he gets along, the more he cannot live without him. The more he is embarrassed that he is close to other women.

Those girls had low origins. She knew that Yinsi had a grudge against people with low origins. He would definitely not keep these girls in his heart, so the two of them had peace of mind over the years.

She was very sure that something similar to the emperor's praise of Concubine De would not be born between Yinsi and any girl, which was enough for her.

She loved him and tried her best to help him. She wanted to help him get whatever he wanted. She wanted to make him happy, to make him satisfied. She wanted to make him know that in her eyes, he was the best.

After so many years, both of them have been here. She always thought that they would keep going like this. When they get old, he would still return to his side and beside him. After a hundred years, there would be no one else in the coffin that could accompany him to sleep under the ground except for her.

She was planning so stupidly.

But now, there is no hope for this.

The Eighth Concubine didn’t know what else could she protect?

She doesn't have a child. It's probably impossible for her to have any child in the future.

Husband, she is going to lose. When this man is no longer her husband, it is no different from losing him.

She couldn't imagine how he was thinking about other women when he was with him, how could he face it?

She didn't know whether she could still have a peaceful mind when facing these things.

She was afraid, afraid that she would become abominable, just like today when she was impulsively looking for her fourth sister-in-law.

The Eighth Master felt the trembling of the Eighth Concubine and hugged her whole body in his arms, "Be good! Don't think too much. I can't help it. Nian Gengyao's servant ran to the fourth mansion and took the thorns and apologized for the crime. The fourth man made a ruthless move and didn't call him in the door, and asked him to pick up the slave. What can I do? It's a pity that I gave up, and I had to worry about using it. At that time, the fourteenth man was there, and I didn't go at all. It was He Zhuo and Nian Gengyao who agreed to the conditions. I thought, it was just a woman. The fourth man said today, that's right. The Nian family really made a good plan. But..." He attached to the Eighth Concubine's ear and whispered: "If you don't ask her to give birth, she won't give birth. Hongwang is recorded in your name, let's slowly calculate it. Can I be plotted by a slave?"

The Eighth Concubine looked at the Eighth Master in shock, "This year's family is not that simple..."

The Nian family was not an ordinary Han Chinese. Before the Manchus entered the pass, they were slaves of the royal family. It was not until Nian Xialing's father, who was admitted to the Jinshi in the 12th year of Shunzhi that he had escaped from his slavery and was incorporated into the Han army's white flag.

Such people who are royal slaves outside the pass have long been no longer the shadow of Han people. They are more deeply rooted than some people.

The Eighth Master naturally knew what the Eighth Concubine said, and said, "This is why I value the Nian family. The Nian family has deep roots. Even if they are Han people from the root, the emperor still trusts them. And such people can get more natural favors from Han people when they are released as officials. Therefore, it is probably not easy to find someone who can replace the Nian family."

The Eighth Concubine nodded and just wanted to speak, she realized that she had been led by Yinsi again.

Her face drooped, "I'm right now. When I really see the delicate and beautiful lady, I will never remember what I say now."

The Eighth Master took the Eighth Concubine's hand, put it on his lips and kissed him, "Don't worry, I'll come back every night to accompany you every night in the future, no matter how late."

"Even if there is a newcomer?" The Eighth Concubine couldn't help but feel a little moved.

The Eighth Master nodded, "Yes! Even if there is a newcomer, I will come back to accompany you every night."

He was not a cold-hearted person. He remembered what life they lived in the palace when she first married him. Without the protection of her mother, she would not be loved by the emperor. At that time, the couple stayed together, and no woman could accompany her to live such a life with her and enjoy it.

The Eighth Concubine's tears flowed down her cheeks. She didn't know if he could do this now. But she knew that Yinsi was sincere at this moment.

All the grievances seemed to have a catharsis. She cried bitterly, but her heart was like a black hole, which was so empty that it was uncomfortable.

Lin Yutong snuggled in the fourth master's arms, moved, and asked, "Don't you think it's a pity?"

The Fourth Master was stunned for a long time before he realized that she was talking about the Nian family.

He put his hand on her belly and gently touched it, and then said, "You don't know, I not only look at middle-aged Gengyao, but also middle-aged Xialing." The Fourth Master said, and sighed, "Nian Xialing, when he was appointed as the governor of Huguang in the 38th year of Kangxi, it was him who advocated the inclusion of Ding Yin into the land tax collection in the seven prefectures of Huguang. At that time, I was always paying attention to the Nian family."

Incorporating Ding Yin into the land tax? Lin Yutong was stunned and said in surprise: "Do dig me into the acres?" Unexpectedly, the advocate of this reform was Nian Xialing. It seems that the Fourth Master's attention to the Nian family is not just Nian Gengyao's good fighting and the beauty of the little rice cake. There are also Nian Xialing. In terms of economic proposition, the two have many similarities.

After hearing Lin Yutong's question, the Fourth Master was stunned for a moment before saying, "This summary is good. It's like this."

Lin Yutong was embarrassed and was so surprised just now that she blurted out. Now she realized that this is not the case now. She laughed dryly and said, "I didn't expect Nian Xialing is still an enterprising reformer and can put it into practice."

The Fourth Master shook his head, "That's not. Actually, this... the place of acres was already in the Ming Dynasty. At that time, the land annexation was serious, and there were always some people who were kind and ambition to save the irreparable crisis. Therefore, he had such a general intention. However, before it was implemented, the Ming Dynasty died. Nian Xialing was a bold person, at least he dared to use some of the Ming Dynasty after it was improved. The emperor also took his attention to this point."

I see.

If you don’t get closer to history, you will probably never think that there are so many things between the protagonists of the Fourth Master and the Little Rice Cake who have been interpreted with countless touching love stories.

So, the truth is probably not as beautiful and moving as people imagine.

The next morning, the Fourth Master went to the study room and called several gentlemen. Lin Yutong probably said that it was the "spreading to the diary" he said last night, which gave the Fourth Master a new inspiration. In fact, without saying it himself, the Fourth Master would still do it, but it was just a difference between morning and evening.

However, if you start one day earlier, you can't say that you will improve it earlier.

Lin Yutong could only comfort herself like this.

Later, even Honghui and Hongyun were dragged to the study by the Fourth Master, and the food was not back and they were delicious.

She could only beat people and deliver the food every day.

It has only been a few days since this day, and it is almost time to go down.

The Eighth Master’s Mansion sent a post. On the 18th day of the 12th lunar month, the Eighth Master married the Nian clan of the side concubine.

"So anxious? I can't wait until the New Year. Who can get married for at least half a year? The standard of the concubine is not low." Lin Yutong took the post and said to the Fourth Master.

The Fourth Master laughed twice, "Anyway, we have to go home to prepare for the New Year. What's wrong with us?"

That's true.

The day before Laba, the couple took their children back to the mansion from the garden.

That night, Laba porridge was cooked in the kitchen for a night. Before dawn, it was delivered to each family. Lin Yutong prepared a lot of porridge made from fruit this year, and only gave it to the disciples of the Fourth Master and the ministers who were close to the Fourth Master.

"Don't leave the thirteenth house in the county," the fourth master reminded him, "The deposed prince is in the palace and cannot be sent in. If you hit someone, you will send it to Hesheli's house."

Lin Yutong thought to herself, since Soetu has been dead for so many years, the rest are all those who are unpromising. It is just to give the deposed prince's face. This man has always been generous to those who can't help but betray people.

Not to mention, the only one who dares to give it to the Prince of Zhi and Thirteen is the fourth master.

Prince Zhi looked at the Laba porridge handed in from outside, and his expression was indescribable. The mansion was not short of food, drink, and the food, clothing and consumption were the same as before. No one had ever treated him harshly. But when he saw the porridge he liked, his hands holding the spoon were trembling.

"Fourth brother, remember your brother, brother, and you have to give you a favor." Prince Zhi muttered.

He turned around and glanced at his son Hongyu: "You are in the palace, how have you been there recently?"

Hongyu whispered: "It's okay. But except for Honghui and Hongyun, his son doesn't like to play with others anymore."

"What's wrong? Who bullies you?" Prince Zhi put down the bowl in his hand.

Hongyu shook his head, "There is no bullying. It's just that some people stay away from their sons, while others feel a little sympathetic to their sons. Only Honghui and Hongyun are the same as before. They do whatever they should do, without any abnormality. The son feels more comfortable."

Prince Zhi choked up for a moment, and his idea became more firm. Giving the fourth brother a favor can also be considered paving the way for his son.
Chapter completed!