The sedan that Kangxi was using now had legs that were all splayed outwards. They were lower and lighter. When encountering any situation, the sedan would fall to the ground gently and firmly.

But no matter how much he made a fuss on the sedan, the air around him was cold, and the cold air he breathed into his nose poured into his stomach. Emperor Kangxi's current body was not something he could adapt to.

Little Fugua asked people to pick up heaters and walk on both sides, which could somewhat warm up the surrounding air.

He asked people to try again and again, what kind of distance and density can make the outside temperature not much different from the indoor temperature, and make the air flow more comfortable.

Therefore, the work of serving people is all about the details in private. As the first grandson of the Qing Dynasty, he spent most of his time studying and serving Emperor Kangxi. He was gentle and elegant to the outside world, calm and pleasant to the inside, and always looked calm.

appearance.

He himself sat in the sedan chair with Emperor Kangxi, supporting Emperor Kangxi with one hand, so that Emperor Kangxi could lean on him as comfortably as possible.

Along the way, the grandfather and grandson did not talk to each other, because Kangxi's body was too weak, so weak that in such weather, it was almost impossible to open his eyes and see, and he had no ability to say anything.

But Xiao Fugua understood Emperor Kangxi very well, so she took him to the highest point in Changchun Garden, and then changed to a small sedan chair. The first person knelt down and the second person carried him, so that Emperor Kangxi could comfortably go up to the small building.

The place has been decorated as if it were spring, and it is warm and cozy.

At this time, he was already at the highest place. Emperor Kangxi opened his eyes and struggled to get down to the ground. Little Fugua was holding him firmly. The muscles in his arms bulged under his clothes, revealing a powerful force that was not visible on the outside. Little Fugua was standing on top of him.

Take a small half step back to the side.

The two most noble men in the Qing Dynasty just looked into the distance quietly.

Shrouded in mist...

From a distance, the wheel hub can no longer be seen, but Emperor Kangxi knows it, Little Fugua knows it, they all know it.

Opposite is the Forbidden City.

This is my kingdom!

This is my world.

The corners of Emperor Kangxi's lips rose. Many emperors would lose their dignity and become confused and mediocre before they die. But for him, until now, his life has slowly left his dry old tree trunk, and he still retains the dignity and pride of an emperor.

The most courageous thing for a person is to be able to face life and death.

What's more, for a person of Kangxi's level, if he is afraid of death, he can cause the country to collapse and the country to fall.

But he was ready to welcome another period, a new beginning, a new journey.

"I have entrusted the centuries-old legacy of the Qing Dynasty to your hands. You must take good care of it and guard it well. If you come down to see me again in a hundred years, you will be worthy of me and your ancestors of the Qing Dynasty."

Little Fugua waited for the eunuchs to help Emperor Kangxi steady, then took two steps back and knelt down firmly, "My grandson Hongli will live up to Emperor Mafa's trust."

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On the second day, Emperor Kangxi first summoned the ministers to arrange the affairs of the court. He also summoned the princes, the grandson Xiao Fugua, Prince Chengyin, Prince Heshuo Yong, Lord Wu Beile, Lord Eight Beile, and Lord Jiu.

Lord Beile, all the twelve, thirteen, and fifteen bald emperor brothers come to see you one by one.

Everyone knew that it was almost time to change the dynasty, and cast a particularly jealous look at Lao Shi. Of course, a few were particularly happy, as happy as if they were about to celebrate the New Year.

For example, Ninth Prince, he gave birth to a legitimate son, his relationship with Fujin was reconciled, and Lao Shi came to the throne. Hey, why is this year so good? It’s all good things. It’s so festive. It’s not that Huang Mafa is dying, he is
Chapter completed!