The couple stayed with Fengsheng and Akdan for a while, and then returned to the main room.

The one-and-a-half-foot-long golden abacus was placed directly in the back room without anyone taking it back.

When he saw a box of golden auspicious money, Brother Jiu smiled and said: "Is this given by the Imperial Grandmother? The old lady is so sincere..."

Shu Shu reminded: "Don't show this to the outside world. We can just know it ourselves, so as not to cause injustice to others."

"Uh-huh……"

Brother Jiu agreed, grabbed a handful, and said: "My father said that the Royal Grandmother and us are the only ones who have close contact, better than Khan Ama. We went to Qianqing Palace to pay tribute to many things, but none of them were seen." What’s coming back!”

It's nothing compared to nothing. This comparison shows that the emperor is not very kind.

In the past, the emperor loved the prince and his eldest brother very much, but he did not reward them less.

Shu Shu glanced at Brother Jiu and said: "I don't distinguish between public and private matters again. Doesn't the bulk of the filial piety that goes to the Qianqing Palace count as the filial piety from the Yamen? It cannot be counted as the filial piety of the children..."

You still have to learn to be satisfied.

If you are not satisfied with this, you will easily become unjust. If the prince is unjust, life will not stop.

Brother Jiu patted his forehead and said: "I'm in the same place, shouldn't I choose the one..."

From now on until New Year's Eve, just wait for the New Year.

The yamen seals the seal, and there is no need to go out on errands.

As for the preparation of New Year dishes and so on, I leave it to the next person.

There are over a hundred people working as errands, and if they are required to do everything by hand, that would be a real loss.

When the couple had free time, they would go to the back room every day, and each of them would hold one in his arms and go to Ning'an Hall.

I spent half a day with the children there, had lunch with my uncle's wife, and then left in the afternoon.

Three children, put together, there is a lively Ni Guzhu belt, Fengsheng and Akdan are also lively.

"Cluck, cluck... cluck, cluck..."

Ni Guzhu was laughing and running, chasing his two brothers.

She loves to hug people and cuddle with them.

It's the time when teeth are coming in. He's drooling like a little baby.

Akdan didn't like being so close to others, Fengsheng liked to be clean, and the two little brothers ran around all over the kang as if they were driven away by dogs.

Ni Guzhu's calves were flying very fast, pulling Fengsheng's legs at one moment and Akdan's at the other.

The unscrupulous elders were watching from the edge of the kang and did not stop him.

Just Shu Shu touched the kang, feeling a little worried, and said: "Ah Mou, you can't jump on the kang, can you?"

Ni Guzhu is one year and nine months old, almost two feet nine inches tall and weighs twenty-seven kilograms.

Her two brothers are now only 2 feet 6 inches, one is 18 pounds and the other is 16 pounds.

Just looking at their height and weight, they look like a sister with two younger brothers, but they don't look like triplets at all.

The uncle said: "Don't worry, you and Fu Song are four or five years old, and you haven't jumped on the bed yet. How old are they?"

Shu Shu sneered, was she so lively when she was a child?

It seems too far away and the memory is not very clear.

Ni Guzhu's unyielding look at this moment, is it up to him?

Brother Jiu said from the side: "Lao Shi and I even danced together after we went to school. It's okay..."

After hearing this, Shu Shu looked at Brother Jiu and smiled.

This is the culprit.

I should still be quiet and quiet, not so noisy...

Leisurely days pass by in an instant.

There was peace in the prince's mansion.

For Shu Shu, her elders are healthy, her children are well, and the husband and wife have the same mind and want nothing more.

For Brother Jiu, it was also a relief.

With the replenishment of manpower in Guangchuku, the previous lawsuit in Teaku has come to an end.

After the New Year, when the imperial ministers and ministers on duty came down from the Imperial Palace, the errands of the Ministry of Internal Affairs became even more worry-free.

In a blink of an eye, New Year's Eve has arrived.

This day was the end of the year, and sacrifices were to be made at the Imperial Ancestral Temple. After fasting for three days, Kangxi had to go there in person to pay homage.

Accompanying him were the academicians on duty, the Minister of Rites and the Minister of Taichang Temple.

Standing in the Ancestral Temple, Kangxi felt the coldness.

He was wearing an end cap and thick-soled boots, but he still felt the chill that penetrated every corner.

He walked a little unsteadily, his throat was itchy, and his expression became more solemn.

During the three days in the Zhai Palace, he felt stiff and did not want to eat.

In addition, the fast food was light and made him lose his appetite, so he didn't take a few bites.

Today, the consequences are revealed.

Fatigue, top-heavy.

After a complicated set of rituals, Kangxi's face turned pale, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his fingers were numb.

He closed his mouth, adjusted his breathing, and endured it until he persisted.

When he was about to stand up after the final worship, he used up the last of his strength, and his body became weak and he was about to fall down.

Others could not tell that Kangxi was inappropriate, but Liang Jiugong and Wei Zhu stared intently.

The two men served in front of the emperor, and they naturally noticed Kangxi's discomfort.

Seeing that Kangxi was wrong, both of them stepped forward to help him.

Kangxi relied on the strength of the two of them to avoid falling. His brows were furrowed and his eyesight turned black.

"emperor……"

Liang Jiugong said with a vibrato: "This..."

Kangxi said: "Go back to Qianqing Palace first..."

The walking chariot is waiting outside the Imperial Ancestral Temple, but the stretch from inside the Imperial Ancestral Temple to the entrance of the Imperial Ancestral Temple...

Liang Jiugong's back was covered in sweat.

Kangxi looked at Liang Jiugong's purse and said, "Give me two orange candies."

He is currently weak, which is related to his fasting in the past few days.

Liang Jiugong responded and hurriedly took out two orange candies wrapped in glutinous rice paper from his purse.

Kangxi took it, held it in his mouth, stood for half a cup of tea, and regained his energy before pushing away the support of Liang Jiugong and Wei Zhu and leaving the Ancestral Temple.

Throughout the year, there were too many rituals that required him to attend in person.

Not to mention the tediousness of the ceremony, the fasting before the ceremony is very tiring.

Kangxi's face was tense as he got on the chariot.

When he returned to the West Nuan Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace, he sent a message to the imperial physician.

When wind evil enters the body, the spleen and stomach are out of harmony.

The imperial doctor prescribed a prescription to drive away cold and dampness.

When the imperial doctor went down, Kangxi looked at his right hand.

The tips of the fingers are tingling and numb, which is paralysis caused by the cold and dampness in Zhai Palace.

Kangxi sighed.

The great affairs of the country lie in sacrifice and military affairs.

In earlier years, if the prince was around and he felt unwell, he would directly call the prince to officiate.

But right now, he didn't want the prince to officiate.

What did the prince think?

His uncle hooked up with the officers and soldiers of the Firearms Battalion before he was dismissed; before Suo'etu was questioned, he also placed people among the guards and guards of the Three Banners...

Earlier, Kangxi felt that it was not the prince's fault, but that others were driving a wedge between their father and son; now, he was a little unsure.

Taking history as a guide, not every emperor can live a peaceful life.

Kangxi was also very conflicted.

He didn't want to think too badly of the prince, but he couldn't think too well of the prince either...
To be continued...