Return to the Qing Dynasty(83)

Chance?

what chance?

Mrs. Fucha could feel the trembling of Hongli's stretched out hand, and her heart skipped a beat, "Sir, what do you want to do?"

Hongli pursed his lips and quickly took back the hand on Fucha's back, then turned around and gave Fucha his back. As long as you know these things, no one can say them.

Some things can only be rotten in the heart and can only be done but not spoken.

So he just said calmly, suppressing his beating heart: "If you have a chance, take that child over quickly. Mr. Xia raised that child like a sick chicken, with no energy at all.

"

Mr. Fucha said yes, but in his heart he thought that was definitely not what he was talking about. So what could it be?

Thinking about the whereabouts of her master in the past two days, she frowned slightly. Because of Xia's mother and son, he dragged a large number of people into trouble, which was okay. As long as the two people from the palace were willing to cooperate with him, it would be fine.

It doesn't matter. If he can give the other person what he wants, no one can say anything about what you and I want.

As for the means, it doesn't matter whether they are noble or despicable, as long as they are easy to use.

She knew this. Not only did she know it, she also felt that her father's response this time was quite quick, and the result was satisfactory. Even if someone says something in the future, it doesn't matter. The truth has already been determined.

Not sure anymore.

After handling this matter, where did my grandfather go?

By the way! Went to Master Twelve’s house.

She used to go there often, after all, Twelve Fujin is her cousin. She grew up in her uncle's house, so she is naturally very close to this cousin. But in the past two years, she has deliberately become alienated. On the one hand,

It's because the emperor really doesn't like to see the Twelfth Master very much. On the other hand, it's also what his uncle meant. Even if it's his biological daughter, the family is more important. After all, he is now the fourth blessing, so naturally he gave up the other to protect himself.

One. Even if my uncle didn't say that, I'm afraid other people in the family meant the same thing. This is the Fucha family expressing their attitude to the emperor through themselves.

I also know what kind of relationship my father has with his twelfth uncle. In fact, when it comes to this relationship, he should have avoided suspicion long ago. During this period, he doesn't seem as close as before. Why did he go there again in such a good manner?

The house is in?

I'm afraid something is wrong! It's a big deal!

What could it be?

Why did you go directly to the garden after coming out of the house? You can only go to the garden to see the queen! Then he must have gone there because Master Twelve had something to tell the queen. Otherwise, he would have gone into the garden late at night.

What to do? It’s not the time to say hello.

But what is this thing that he thinks is an opportunity, but he can't tell himself?

Mrs. Fucha's heart was scratching like a cat's claws, and she couldn't calm down.

She tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Listening to the noise, this man's breathing didn't sound like he was asleep. She simply leaned up and asked, "Can't you tell me what you have to say?"

"Go to sleep." Hong Li opened his eyes wide and felt like he was in a daze. There was an evil fire burning in his heart. He knew that he was not good at playing with fire, but he was obsessed with it.

I just can't hold it down.

Where did Fucha really dare to sleep? The more he didn't tell her, the more unsettled she felt.

The couple were silent in the darkness for a long time, and then Fucha said in a low voice: "Before I left the cabinet, I was raised by my uncle. My uncle was reprimanded by the late emperor for being close to the eighth master, and he was even demoted and retained. At that time, my uncle was

He is already the Minister of Study. You know this, right?"

Hongli was speechless, but his ears were perked up to listen.

Mrs. Fucha saw that he was speechless, but she did not interrupt herself, so she continued: "I once heard my uncle talk about Huang Ama, and said that the fourth master at that time only used two words, which were tolerance and stability.

He can hold back his ambitions and keep his mind steady. Even if he loses, he can still protect himself. It is said that he seeks victory in stability."

Hongli's heart gradually became calmer, and he was thinking carefully about Fucha's words.

It doesn't matter whether what she said was what she thought, or whether it was really what Ma Qi said. What matters is that it makes sense.

Emperor Ama used such methods, so in his mind, what kind of prince is enough to meet his standards? Naturally, the more like him, the more qualified he is.

But then, he shook his head again. No matter whether he was up to standard or not, since the queen gave birth to three legitimate sons, his own possibility has been reduced to almost zero. This is different from Huang Ama's situation at that time.

When Emperor Ama showed up, it was after the second uncle of the former crown prince had been deposed. Without the legitimate son blocking the way, the remaining princes had equal opportunities. Even if Ama was ambitious, he would not

Too much.

But what about now? The three legitimate sons are standing there. Although they are young, they all look healthy and smart.

Looking at Huang Ama himself, he seems to be getting younger and younger with age. He is not much different from his third and fifth uncles in age, but he looks younger than his thirteenth and fourteenth uncles. This is a sign of longevity!

What if that's really the case?

If this were the case, I would not even have the last slim hope.

He didn't know how it could be like this? It shouldn't be like this. Ever since he was brought into the palace to be raised by the emperor's grandfather, he knew that he was different from others. Why was he different? He was ignorant. Until the late emperor arrived

It collapsed, and the person sitting on the dragon throne was his own Amma. At that moment, he seemed to understand. He was the person chosen by Huang Mafa himself.

Not only does he think so, many people think so.

But what happened later? Later I found out that Huang Ama didn’t mean this at all.

Why?

How can I not satisfy Huang Ama?

Just because some ideas are different from Huang Ama’s? But Huang Ama’s and Huang’s grandfather’s ideas are the same? It’s good that they are not the same now.

He thought about changing, thinking about catering, and thinking about following Huang Ama's ideas.

But even so, so what?

Emperor Ama will not repeat the struggle for the legitimate son during the late emperor's time. When there is a legitimate son, he will not consider his own.

unless……

He didn't dare to think any more, and turned to Fucha and said, "Go to sleep. You are thinking too much..."

Are you thinking too much?

Not really.

Mrs. Fucha took a deep breath and finally lay down. She just said something seemingly insignificant before closing her eyes. She said: "I don't know who is responsible for the White Lotus Sect? It's really done.

Yes, it’s not an exaggeration to say that the roots have been pulled out..."

Who will do it?

Hongli knew that it was the Queen who had gone to do it. During that time, he went to the palace to pay respects and had never seen the Queen at all. When he saw the Queen again, the court had already cast a big net to catch the leader of the White Lotus Cult.

Then there's no need to guess, anyone who often goes in and out of the palace knows what's going on.

This not only shows that Long Live Lord has trust in the queen, but also shows that the queen's methods are indeed amazing.

When Fujin said this, he actually wanted to warn himself that even if there was no Emperor Amma, with such a queen, there is no guarantee that she would not be the next Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang.

His mind settled down little by little, and he replied, "I know." Then he slowly closed his eyes.

Mrs. Fucha didn't know whether he listened or not, so she turned over and closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Neither the couple mentioned this topic again. The Fucha family gave the child brought back by the Xia family to a close confidant to take care of it. They only told the outside world that it was Fucha Gege's child, and even the birth date was changed.

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Not many people doubt this.

Everyone knows that a little wife will not make a fuss when she is pregnant. It is only after the baby is born, she has to do three things, she is a full moon, and the host family has sent an invitation, then no one else will know. It is not a big deal.

, who cares about this?

Even if a woman's family is very gossipy, they will not deliberately inquire about the secrets in other people's backyards. Every family has things that cannot be told to the outside world. For example, the children born to the girl who has a common relationship are often recorded in the name of the master. Such things are not allowed.

Quite a few.

As long as the family is run strictly, there won't be any rumors.

Mrs. Gao wanted to make trouble with Hongli over this, but the air pressure on him had been a little low recently, and she didn't dare to take the risk.

Mrs. Fucha, on the other hand, took the opportunity to suppress Mrs. Gao and told her to shut herself up and think about her mistakes. Then she called Mrs. Wei, "You are smart. You'd better stay smart forever."

Mrs. Wei lowered her head, looking at her not-yet-grown-up appearance. Her whole body was like a piece of paper that would fall over when the wind blew. She was kneeling at the moment, and her movements and tone were very respectful, "Don't worry Fujin, I know what to do."

Do."

After talking for a while, he said in a low voice: "I heard in a daze that Eunuch Wu told me that we would make an appointment tonight. Xijiang Tower or somewhere else, I don't know how specific it is..."

Tonight? Xijiang Tower?

Who did you date? Could it be related to what we talked about that night?

Xijiang Restaurant is not in the inner city, but it is a very famous restaurant in the outer city. It is also known as Ba Liang Ba, which means that if the minimum consumption is less than Ba ​​Liang Ba, there will be no reception here.

Eighty-two-eight is not a small amount, it is enough for a well-off family to survive for half a year.

Mr. Fucha came early wearing a bonnet, found a private room facing the street, and took people in. Fortunately, there are more and more women showing up outside, otherwise it would be difficult to stay here

It's quite eye-catching outside.
To be continued...