The second house is the main room.
Brother Jiu sat down after he came back, without changing his outer clothes, and murmured to Shu Shu: "I have to go to the Qianqing Palace. The empress has given me a gift. The filial piety from Khan Ama cannot be delayed too late, otherwise It’s time to pick a fight!”
Things have been prepared long ago.
It’s the gold and silver collected years ago.
The money took up too much space, so it went directly into the warehouse.
The gold is gathered together.
The total adds up to several hundred taels.
Of course, there is not so much normal annual respect, and the apology given by Aling'a is also included, as well as the filial respect from the Guo Luoluo family.
Brother Jiu's original plan was to round up the gold, plus a few thousand taels of banknotes.
In this way, it is also 55% of his income from the "three festivals and two lifespans" of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which is considered to be the bulk.
His son only accounts for a small share, only 45%. How can I care about it any more?
After listening to Shu Shu's suggestion yesterday, he was reluctant and did not add the banknote to his head.
He and Shu Shu are from the same family, and Khan Ama and his wife are from the same family.
The emperor and his wife are one.
It's better to keep the ratio of 50% to 45%.
Six hundred and sixty taels of gold is more than 41 kilograms.
Two boxes were divided, and He Yuzhu and Sun Jin each carried one and followed Brother Jiu to Qianqing Palace.
By coincidence, when I walked to the right gate of Guangsheng, I saw Kangxi coming out of the Sixth Palace of the West in his regular uniform.
"Khan Ama..."
Brother Jiu was happy to see this and took a few steps quickly.
Kangxi looked at him and looked at the sky. It was already dark and he was about to turn on the lamp.
"Went to Qi Xi's house for a whole day?"
Kangxi was a little unhappy.
Brother Jiu shook his head and said, "No, I came out after lunch and walked around Gulou Street..."
Kangxi felt uncomfortable listening to this and wanted to reprimand him.
It would be outrageous for the prince and his elder brother to take the prince Fujin and wander around the streets.
Brother Jiu had already said with a smile: "My son was just about to go to Qianqing Palace to invite me, when he saw Khan Ama. My son is lucky and doesn't have to stand stupidly at the gate of Qianqing Palace."
This is talking about the last visit, when Kangxi was busy.
Kangxi glared at him and said, "Who else dares to block the door like you and make you wait for a quarter of an hour?"
Brother Jiu smiled and said: "In other seasons, my son would have stood there for an hour without a problem. It's not because it's cold. The entrance to the Qianqing Palace is open and there is no shelter at all from the wind. If it blows for a quarter of an hour, everyone will be blown through. If my son is sick, , the ones who feel distressed are Khan Ama and my empress..."
Kangxi said angrily: "I don't feel bad. I don't have a plan for doing things. That's what I deserve!"
Brother Jiu shut his mouth, a little unhappy.
Kangxi glanced at him and said, "Am I wrong? What do you think of Qianqing Palace? You can come whenever you want without choosing a time?"
Especially if you come before the meal is set, this is not a good habit.
Brother Ninth Brother was a little unhappy: "My son has already avoided the imperial court. He doesn't bother Ama Khan when he has nothing to do. He only goes there when he has something to do."
Kangxi thought for a while and said: "Then be more cautious in the future and don't be surprised. If you really have official business, save up so you don't have to go so often!"
It wasn't that he was really tired of Brother Jiu, but he felt that it was not good and too eye-catching.
It doesn't matter if he does it once or twice. If Brother Jiu often runs to the imperial court, he may attract people's attention.
If other princes' elder brothers followed the example of the ninth elder brother, Kangxi would feel even more troubled.
If other sons were jealous of the ninth elder brother and affected the brotherhood, Kangxi would not bear to see it.
He glanced at Brother Ninth and felt helpless.
Who would call this son stupid? He would never have thought that this imperial visit was not just gossip between the father and son at home, but also involved a lot of things.
As a loving father, he could only worry more and remind him to be careful.
While talking, the father and son also arrived at Qianqing Palace.
Brother Jiu followed behind, his little face drooped, and he already regretted in his heart.
You shouldn't have taken so much!
One box is enough!
If you don't want to come, you won't come, and you can save money.
Seeing the people at the door trying to stop He Yuzhu and Sun Jin.
Brother Jiu thought it was an opportunity, and his mind was racing, thinking of some excuse to keep half and give away half.
Kangxi had already seen the boxes in their arms and ordered: "Let them all come in."
The idea that Brother Jiu had had was extinguished again.
He pointed to the two boxes in the arms of He Yuzhu and Sun Jin and said, "My son has brought Xiaojing to you. Isn't it time to set off in a few days? It's just right for Xiaojing to be used as pocket money for Khan Ama."
At this point, he said something insignificant: "I originally wanted to give a round number to Khan Ama, but Fujin didn't know that he was planning to pay tribute to you this time, so he asked someone to make a collar and collar for the appreciator. Our queen sent it..."
Kangxi was very happy with the post in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He didn't want the kid to raise his tail, so he said calmly: "I don't lack this, I just need it when I feel like it."
Brother Jiu shook his head and said, "I've got what I want, and I've got the money. If I just use my mouth to coax people, what will happen?"
It weighs more than twenty kilograms, which doesn't sound heavy, but walking from Ersuo to Qianqing Palace is a short two miles.
He Yuzhu and Sun Jin saw some difficulty.
When Brother Jiu saw it, he said: "Khan Ama, please quickly ask someone to pick it up. Don't fall and smash your feet. It's not much. The total is six hundred and sixty taels of gold..."
Liang Jiugong and Wei Zhu were accompanying them.
Kangxi glanced at the two of them and motioned for them to take it.
Brother Ninth's eyes were glued to the money box. He felt distressed and didn't want to sit down anymore. He said, "I've finished delivering the filial piety. My son will go back first, and Khan Ama will be busy first."
Seeing that he was not verbose, Kangxi was still a little unaccustomed to it, so he did not call him away immediately, but asked: "How about going to my father-in-law's house today? I became a good news bird and became a distinguished guest this time?"
This is about recommending Brother Fusong as the chief of ceremonies.
Brother Jiu had hesitation on his face.
He remembered Mrs. Bo's words.
The uncle's body is related to the inheritance of the title, and it is really not suitable to interfere with the melon fields and plums under the father-in-law's side.
But just point at Mrs. Bo?
Even if Madam Uncle finds out something, who knows what will happen if Uncle pleads and thinks about the love between husband and wife?
It is impossible to say that "big things are reduced to small things, and trivial things are reduced to small things."
Kangxi realized something was wrong and said, "What's wrong? Didn't you get praised?"
Brother Ninth remembered what Shu Shu said, "The road goes straight."
The father-in-law thought of brotherhood and did not want to take away the title inherited from his ancestors.
But for Khan Amma, these titles were a reward for the founding of the country, and he was naturally happy to see capable people occupy them.
Brother Jiu left in no hurry, sat by the kang, and sighed heavily.
Kangxi said with a bit of schadenfreude: "Did your father-in-law blame you for taking matters into your own hands?"
Brother Ninth recommended Fusong. Kangxi thought of Shushu, but not Qi Xi.
It was because he knew that Qi Xi would act cautiously and would not encourage Brother Jiu to seek an official position.
Brother Jiu shook his head and said: "It's not that. My son has met the world today. It's a long story, and we have to start from the time of the Northern Patrol..."
Kangxi had nothing to do. Seeing that there was something inside, he became curious and nodded for him to tell.
Brother Jiu told him about Haraqin's encounter with the old princess.
"Old Gegefu had lost his son, his grandson, and his great-grandson. He was afraid. When he met Fujin, he told him what he had done wrong. He also gave Fujin the land deed to his shop in the capital, hoping to make up for it. …”
"Fu Jin was not polite. He accepted everything and cried for half the night..."
"My son thought it was strange before. The eldest son in other families who is physically weak and cannot be compared with Ding is usually assigned a generous family fortune to rely on his brothers. After all, the ancestral title also involves working as an errand. Why is their family an exception? After asking, I found out that it was Fujin. What grandma means..."
"Earlier, I thought it was because the old lady favored the eldest son, but now it seems that she feels guilty..."
Kangxi's face turned dark as he listened.
Not all women are weak and harmless.
He doesn't really believe in cause and effect, but he also feels that this retribution is a good one.
Brother Jiu didn't hesitate and talked about Baiwang Mountain again.
"At that time, my son thought it was an opportunity to transfer his title to his father-in-law's side. Fujin's younger brothers were of ordinary talent. They might be in the army, and they were stronger than the weak Xizhu. However, Fujin persuaded him to stop him. Fujin said it was his father-in-law. If I wanted to fight, I would have fought long ago. I thought of brotherhood and felt pity that my nephew could not pursue his own future. The key is that I was afraid of setting a bad example and teaching bad children..."
"But Fujin was also annoyed. He felt that the uncle's concubine was not decent, and he felt sorry for his wife. Yesterday, he took out the house deed and land deed, and told his mother-in-law in private that he wanted to hide those few things from his father-in-law. The property was divided into two, and the uncle's share was filial to the uncle's wife as a pension fund. However, his mother-in-law scolded her, saying that she was willful, only talking about distance and distance, unreasonable, and easy to be biased. This is not a son's boast. Women's hair is long but their knowledge is short. Mother-in-law is an exception..."
News from the Dutong Mansion is always available in front of the emperor.
Kangxi had never met Jueluo, but he probably knew his behavior.
She is a good helper.
Qi Xi was the ruler of the capital, and there were many filial piety due to "three festivals and two longevity".
The Jueluo family was very obedient, cautious, and not greedy. They only took what they deserved. Many of them would find ways to return gifts in the form of "return gifts," blocking the way for those who wanted to spend money on favors.
"Is this all knowledge?"
Kangxi had heard enough gossip and wanted to chase people away.
As for the moral conduct of the second-class Bo Xindali, he was not very interested.
Just an idle population.
Brother Jiu shook his head and said: "Khan Ama, don't worry, these are all the causes, it's what's behind that's scary!"
He went on to talk about what the couple found when they went to the uncle's house today, and what happened next.
Everyone's reaction was truthful, just hiding the few words about his doubts about Seok-joo.
That would expose his little thoughts.
"Fu Jin even complained to his son before he went to the uncle's house to pay his respects, saying that he was sorry for his wife. After seeing this, he didn't care about complaining and was only worried. His son was dumbfounded. He had only heard of this in his storybook..."
Brother Jiu said, still feeling a little frightened.
Kangxi's face was gloomy as he listened, and his heart was boiling like boiling water.
Xindali was born in the same age group as him and was also born in the 11th year of Shunzhi. He was forty-six this year.
After he ascended the throne, he chose to read as a companion, and there was also Xin Dali on the list.
I have a vague impression that her birthday seems to be younger than mine.
A lowly concubine whose life and death depended on her husband, yet she dared to incarnate into the death-rushing Yama for the sake of her son.
"How's Xindali doing?"
Kangxi suppressed his anger and said.
Brother Jiu sighed.
"My son doesn't know either. Fujin said that according to medical books, it is more dangerous. His face and body are swollen, his palms are cold, and his mouth has a fishy smell. If you are a healthy person, there may be other reasons. Don't worry too much." Worry; but it’s not a good sign for people who have been ill for a long time..."
Kangxi was well-read and naturally knew that this was a "sign of death."
For a second-class earl, there are no brothers competing for the position. There is only an only son, and his mother is still looking forward to his father's early death.
Whether those people gathered around the East Palace or around the eldest brother, they were all disobedient!
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