bayedsolid Chapter 457 Youngest Son
Chapter 457 Youngest Son
The Fourth Master handed over everything, and all the results were given to Emperor Kangxi for use.
Emperor Kangxi immediately summoned people from the Imperial Hospital and the smallpox examiner to discuss how to promote cowpox treatment.
The Fourth Master stayed to discuss the matter until noon, then took his leave.
Only Emperor Kangxi was left sitting at the top, sighing.
His two favorite sons were fighting each other to the death, wishing to kill each other.
But this son who was put aside once again accomplished something practical and great.
But I really don't dare to fight with such a capable son.
It would be fine if they could go up there, but if they couldn't, it would be a misfortune for the Qing Dynasty.
Emperor Kangxi rubbed his aching waist and felt his head hurt.
Liang Jiugong brought tea and asked considerately, "Your Majesty, are you going to see the Eighteenth Prince?"
The eighteenth prince, whom Li had promised to keep, was not given to any palace concubine to raise, but was instead raised by a wet nurse and palace maids.
But unlike other princes and princesses who were tortured by servants, no one dared to touch the Eighteenth Prince.
Because when Emperor Kangxi was not busy, he would go to see Xiao Shiba every day.
If I am busy, I will ask my servant to bring Xiao Shiba to the Qianqing Palace for a visit.
In short, among all the princes, this kind of favor is only slightly inferior to what the crown prince received when he was a child.
There were even rumors in the palace that Emperor Kangxi looked like he would live a long life, and that his youngest son was the one he wanted to pass on the throne to.
Emperor Kangxi stood up and twisted his stiff waist: "Let's go and see Eighteen."
He was very displeased with this child at first because he had such a disgraceful mother.
At the beginning, he really intended to let the child fend for himself. He would not deliberately harm him, nor would he take much care of him.
But after his health deteriorated, the words that Li had promised him echoed in his ears day and night.
If he had a young body, healthy and energetic, how much could he have achieved?
Then the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors in history couldn't compare to him, right?!
Xiao Shiba was raised in front of him, and as they spent time together day by day, it was inevitable that they would develop feelings for each other.
When he grows up, gets married, has children, and completes his mission, he will have a good home...
The prince stood in the study and looked outside. Even the servants were cowering, not as majestic as before.
Xiao Muzi came in with food: "Your Highness, please eat a little, don't overeat and ruin your health."
The prince took a look and saw that there was not a single meat dish. This was also the punishment given to him by his father.
Starting from the third day of May, the emperor's father told him that it was the anniversary of his mother's death and asked him to start eating vegetarian food to mourn his mother's kindness.
But who remembers that it was also his birthday? !
"You can use it. I'll finish copying the scriptures." The prince shook his aching wrist and picked up the pen again.
Of course, when copying scriptures for the Empress Dowager, one must kneel down to show sincerity.
Not a single stroke of the brush could pass through the hands of another person. After kneeling for so long, my knees didn't feel like my own anymore.
Xiao Muzi quickly put down the food box, took a new kneeling pad, and rushed over to put it under the prince's legs.
"Your Highness, please take care of yourself. Who doesn't need a mat?" Xiao Muzi's eyes were full of heartache.
The prince's legs were indeed stinging. Even when he was kneeling on the cotton cushion, he could still feel a chill that made even the joints between his bones ache.
After copying for a quarter of an hour, the prince heard a noise outside the palace and asked, "What are they doing outside?"
Xiao Muzi went out to look and came back hesitantly: "It's just that the prince passed by..."
"Tell the truth!" The pen in the prince's hand broke.
Little Muzi trembled and said, "It was His Majesty who took the Eighteenth Prince to play...play..."
"Heh~~" The prince forced a laugh.
He had no memory of his royal father taking him out to play. As far as he could remember, his father was the one taking him to study, ride and shoot, and to do endless homework.
Unexpectedly, as the emperor grew older, his heart softened, and the lives of his younger brothers and sisters became better.
Xiao Muzi comforted him, "As for my youngest son, I always have low expectations and I love him more..."
These words were originally meant to comfort me, but the word "favor" is already very strong.
In the palace, all expectations are false, only "favor" is real.
Everyone needs the favor of His Majesty.
"Little Eighteen, is he the son that Li promised?" The prince remembered something and his expression became even uglier.
He no longer remembered what Li had promised him, but he only remembered that she had left him a good thing.
But the effect of that thing was unclear, and he was in his prime and didn't need it.
Therefore, it is hard to say that the Emperor is not doing this for his own ulterior motives when he is so good to Eighteen!
Father Emperor, are you longing for a healthy and strong body?
Little Muzi leaned close to his ear and said, "I heard that she often stares at the Eighteenth Prince in a trance."
"Especially when that person is ill, he often takes the Eighteenth Prince over..."
There are many things that cannot be found out, as the mouths of the servants in front of the emperor are harder to pry open than dead ducks.
The prince's eyes flashed, and he immediately thought of the unreasonableness of Li's promise to die.
Generally speaking, if Li agreed to have a child with him, there was no way this child would be kept, let alone favored by the emperor.
That is, before Li died, she did something that forced the emperor to care about the child.
That only...
Even the Crown Princess and her personal servant were unaware of the existence of the talisman.
It seems that the emperor is getting old!
Seeing him stunned, Xiao Muzi waited for a moment before asking, "Would you like... Eighteen?"
The prince looked very unhappy. Eighteen's existence gave the emperor a new possibility.
That means he is useless as the crown prince.
If the emperor had a younger and stronger body and ruled for another thirty to fifty years, he, the crown prince, would have been ahead.
Besides, who said there are only one or two of those talismans?
Perhaps, the emperor can be rotated like this from generation to generation?
longevity.
Any emperor will inevitably fall into such a pursuit.
"Do it secretly, and it would be best if you can push it over there," the prince said coldly.
Eighteen cannot be kept.
Only when there is no hope of immortality will the emperor place his hopes on him, his legitimate son.
As for the talisman in his hand, he wouldn't tell anyone...
The weather was getting hotter, and the house in the mansion was as stuffy as a steamer.
Especially since the Fourth Master was busy with the smallpox vaccination, and the children had already been vaccinated, Lin Mingyan wanted to take everyone to the mountain villa to escape the summer heat.
In the middle of summer, the children were sweating all over after writing in the study, which made her feel really distressed.
When the Fourth Master came back that night, she mentioned it to him, but he frowned and said, "You'd better not go out recently. Wen Xian doesn't seem to be well. Go check on her for me."