The Concubine of Kangxi in the Qing Dynasty

Kangxi did not speak, and the palace was silent. The official of Qin Tian Jian refused to change his words.

They are officials of the Qintian Prison, not the King of Hell in the Yama Palace. Don't look for them if they have the ability to change life and death or extend people's lifespan.

"The Book of Changes" is a classic of Taoist theory. The hexagrams and lines in the Book of Changes are important foundations for life and death and determining the future.

When looking at a person's life, we must not only combine the horoscope and name, but the most important thing is the face.

Young children's faces are the most unstable, with a small change in three days and a big change in five days. Unpredictable!
Just by relying on birth dates and names, they were asked to determine life and death and extend life span, even if the emperor threatened them. The emperor might as well tell him to die, that would be easier!

After a long time, the emperor raised his head and glanced at the official official of Qin Tian Jian who was kneeling in front of him. He was covered in cold sweat. Kangxi ordered: "Go back! Qin Tian Jian works for the Qing Dynasty and for me. You guys should come too." Be more careful.”

The impact in Kangxi's words is self-evident. What this means is that Qin Tianjian does not do things with all his heart and care. Qinrou felt that her emotional intelligence was not very high, but she could still hear the meaning behind these words.

The official official of Qin Tianjian kowtowed heavily and saluted without any objection at all, "I obey the order." The emperor's rewards are also rewards, and punishments are also rewards. There is no room for them to argue. He may not be very capable, but his brain is the best.

Thunder, rain, and dew are all your grace. Rewards and punishments are like this! Being a minister and a slave can only be tolerated.

Qin Tianjian Zhengshi withdrew, Kangxi and Qinju said: "These useless things, little things, don't know how to do things with heart."

Qinrou looked at it, not knowing what to say for a moment. The harem was not allowed to interfere in politics. Perhaps because Kangxi was raised by the Empress Dowager, he knew how powerful the Empress Dowager was. Instead of admiring and being frank towards women, Kangxi was more wary of her.

Qinrou was restless for a while, then poured a cup of tea and handed it to the emperor. Do more and make more mistakes, do less and make fewer mistakes. Since Qinrou knew this, she decided not to disturb the emperor's sensitive nerves.

Life and death are the most unpredictable. It is difficult to predict life, and it is also difficult to predict death. As long as these fortune tellers can cut off life and death and change life span, the same will not happen to successive emperors. The people sitting on the throne are all changing.

Who doesn’t want to live forever, and who doesn’t want to rule the world forever?

Qinrou knows what is taboo. So she sat in silence for a while, then personally poured a cup of tea for Kangxi and served it to him.

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In the harem, the questions pursued by the concubines also had answers.

Watching Concubine Nala heading towards Chengqian Palace and Palace of Qianqing, watching Concubine Nala entering Qianqing Palace, watching Concubine Nala not returning all night. The concubines also have answers in their hearts, and the questions they are pursuing have come to fruition.

Immediately, I no longer wanted to stay in the concubine Wusuli's back hall. The charcoal fire here was not the best. Concubine Wusuli was not favored and had an ordinary family background. How many charcoal fires could there be in her share?

In addition, she was also angry. Others insisted on coming to her palace as a guest. Concubine Wusuli refused forcefully, but she was not allowed to be angry anymore.

Concubine Wusuli only forgot to light the charcoal fire, but there was nothing she could do. There was very little charcoal fire in her lot, and she had no subsidy, so she could only do it. Since I want to be a guest in her palace, I should also stay with her.

This is also the concubine Wusuli's silent way of fighting back against the heavy pressure that life and the concubines put on her.

Concubine Fei Mo could only stand by in the cold. Even if the weather was cold, she never backed down. Along with Fei Mo, there were two other concubines.

About half an hour had passed until the result was finally determined. The three or four concubines endured the cold. Even though I was shivering from the cold, I had to walk around the house in order to increase my body heat. This perseverance has really lasted for a long time.

Once they had the answer in their hearts, the concubines hurriedly said goodbye to Concubine Wusuli. This place is so cold and they will never want to come here again.

"Sister Wusuli, it's cold at night, you! No matter how soft-tempered you are, you still have to restrain the slaves around you. This slave is a slave, and there is no way you can ignore your master." Concubine Yu Shan reminded her with good intentions.

I don’t know if it’s out of concern or ill intentions. When the concubines came here, they naturally would not give up. The entire west side hall of the back hall of Chengqian Palace was searched for excuses. Naturally, they could not find any trace of charcoal fire.

Otherwise, how could they let it go so lightly.

This is to remind Concubine Wusuli not to spoil the slaves too much and let the slaves crawl on their heads.

Concubine Fei Mo reminded her even more bluntly, "A slave is a slave, and a master is a master. As a master, you must control your slaves. Otherwise, if the master is useless, he will just hit the wall. Let's go. ”

She was shivering from the cold. After staying in Chengqian Palace for such a while, she was frozen to death.

How wicked are the wicked! They all looked bad. They had suffered a lot from the boss in the west side hall of the back hall of Chengqian Palace, and they were looking for someone to vent their anger on.

No matter who the people in this temple are, they are the best candidates.

Concubine Wusuli didn't reply and just watched a few people go out. Chu Yi also supported her and stood at the door. She wanted to remind her something, but she hesitated and spoke: "Concubine also gave them face, but I stayed in the cold for a long time with these shameless people."

"It'll be good if I send him away." Concubine Wusuli had no complaints. When people send the god of plague away, they will still complain. Naturally, the faster he goes, the better.

Aren't these people the 'gods of plague'?

Concubine Wusuli lowered her voice again and ordered Chu Yi: "Go and get our charcoal fire back." As she spoke, Concubine Wusuli glanced at Chu Yi beside her, "Follow me and you will not live up to expectations. My master, I have wronged you."

As long as she has to be pampered and live up to her expectations. I won't live such a life of suffering everywhere. Chu Yi shook his head, "It's good to live in peace."

There is nothing to feel wronged about. Although she is not a concubine, she has a good temper. They won't beat or scold frequently, and they don't have to hold their heads in the air when serving as slaves. This day has been going well.

There is no need to be like the servants around Concubine Bo and Concubine Li. By the way, there are no Concubines Bo and Concubine Li in the palace now.

The first grade of junior high school will not be too demanding.

Concubine Wusuli smiled lightly, but felt helpless and said, "Go get it back."

Chu Yi later came to serve her in the palace.

It’s not that Concubine Wusuli has no sense at all, otherwise she wouldn’t be able to live a peaceful life. The charcoal fire in her palace has been hidden for a long time.

She had known that the other concubines might not have such good intentions, but she could not refuse, so she could only use her own methods to silently make them suffer.

Where is the charcoal fire hidden? The Chengqian Palace is so big, and the west side hall of the apse of the Qian Palace alone is so small. Why can't I hide things?

Knowing that the other concubines did an outstanding job, Wusuli also did an outstanding job.

The devil is one foot high and the Tao is one foot high.

On the first day of the new year, she braved the howling cold wind and walked out of the door. After walking not far away, Concubine Wusuli covered her mouth and nose, and her nose itched, "Sneeze!"

(End of this chapter)