Qing Palace Dream Like Smoke·Moyu

Chapter 230

At this moment, in the Nuan Pavilion of Qianqing Palace, Kangxi was staring at a few pages of paper on the case. He frowned, his expression was unpredictable, and he felt a little uneasy.Hearing Si elder brother's report on Liu Chang's matter, he hurried back from Changchun Garden, but saw the third elder brother's greeting booklet and a secret letter, and things seemed to be getting more and more complicated.

How to deal with it, he closed his eyes, how to deal with it?
Only Li Dequan's voice outside the door said softly: "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has come to report that Huizhu of Xianning Palace has just died."

Kangxi was taken aback for a moment: "When did it happen?"

"It was... an hour ago."

"Why did you report it now?" Kangxi frowned, the Xianning Palace was just in front of him, but it took nearly an hour for such a thing to happen, and this side only knew about it.

"It's said...it was Elder Fourteen and...Moyu who started a fight in Xianning Palace...so the report time is late."

"It's just the opposite!" Kangxi was furious for a moment, but then he calmed down and said, "Understood." After a pause, he said, "You go, call Furcha in."

Li Dequan agreed and left. Kangxi listened to the crackling sound of the rainstorm hitting the roof tiles above his head, and looked at the candlelight on the table that was shaken by the all-pervasive wind, with a complicated expression on his face.

This expression looked very strange to Fulza who entered the door. It seemed to be the involuntary excitement of a veteran general before the great war, and the compassion of a detached saint for everything in the world. With a trace of unexplainable pain and melancholy, Fulca lowered his eyes. He didn't want to and couldn't guess what this clever, wise, unfathomable emperor is thinking now. After so many years, he has become accustomed to listening quietly. and obey.

After a long while, Kangxi seemed to realize that Fulcha was standing in front of him, and smiled. This smile was like spring wind and rain, and it was extremely gentle: "Fulcha, how long have you been by my side?"

"It's been almost 12 years since I returned to the emperor." Fulza answered in a low but clear voice with his head bowed.

"12 years?" Kangxi was overwhelmed with emotion suddenly, "Time flies so fast, it will be 12 years in a blink of an eye, I seem to still see you when you first entered the Qianqing Palace." Fuercha was moved in his heart , raised his head, "The emperor treats his ministers with great kindness, and the ministers are devastated. Ten thousand deaths are hard to repay."

Kangxi looked at Fulcha with a concentrated expression, as if he wanted to see through his thoughts. After a while, he walked slowly to the desk, picked up the few pages, and said softly, "I want you to do something."

In this night of lightning, thunder, and torrential rain, Fulcha listened quietly to him speaking slowly, a trace of fear and disbelief gradually appeared in his eyes.

Thunder was rolling in the sky, but the sound of the rain seemed to be getting quieter. Kangxi smiled and said, "It seems that the rain is about to stop." Looking at Fulca, whose face was a little pale by what he said just now, he kindly said Ask: "Do you have any questions?"

Fulcha woke up suddenly, lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "I obey the order."

Kangxi nodded and said: "Except for you, I can't think of anyone else who can handle this matter and can handle it well."

Fulcha still bowed his head and said: "I will do my best to live up to the grace..." After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but added another sentence: "My lord, thank you, Your Majesty."

Hearing his words, Kangxi smiled, sighed inaudibly, waved his hand and said, "Go."

(End of this chapter)