The upgrade of Concubine Xian in Qing Dynasty

Chapter 220
The [-]th day of July is the Ghost Festival, and a shaman was welcomed in the camp to practice. The queen asked Zarafin to change into a green uniform and went to the imperial tent early. When Hongli was in Chou, Su Peisheng came to look for her Hongli went out.

"Aunt." Zarafin respectfully paid his respects, and found a man in colorful clothes sitting on the lower left seat.

This person's eyes were staring at her all the time, making her heart feel as if her heart was being clenched, and she felt that this person must have something extraordinary.

"Jiaojiao, this is the shaman, please pay your respects first." The queen heard the shaman say that she wanted to see Zarafin, so the queen had no choice but to order Zarafin to come.

"It really is a good fate." The shaman looked at it for a while before saying directly.

The Queen's heart skipped a beat, why did you say that?
"Empress, this Gege will lead the Ulanara family to glory." The shaman said with emotion, "Empress, is little Gege about to leave?"

"Yes!" the queen said, looking at Zarafin.

The shaman nodded: "Since it's here, let it be. Little Gege's bad luck is over, and the unique fate can turn little Gege into good luck."

Zarafin sat opposite, and she was very moved by what the shaman hinted at.

"Shaman, Jiaojiao's body has been weak, I hope you can resolve it." The queen said worriedly.

Zarafin's health has always been the queen's heart disease. Every time she gets sick, the queen is very worried.

"Niang Niang, don't worry, when Little Gege passes his 10th birthday, he will turn his bad luck into good luck. In the past few years, you still need to watch more." The shaman cheered happily.

Zarafin sat aside in embarrassment, not knowing how to speak.

"Jiaojiao, you go to the side hall first, Hongli is doing homework over there, you haven't done your homework today, have you?" the queen urged.

The corners of Zarafin's mouth raised slightly, outlining a decent smile.

In the side tent, Hongli was sitting at the desk, and was writing in red. After she walked in, Hongli put down the pen in his hand, and Gao Wuyong brought a grand master's chair and placed it on the right side of Hongli.

"Ah, is that person outside really a shaman?" Zarafin said in a low voice.

"Yes, that's the shaman, Jiaojiao, do you think the shaman is very strange?" Hongli found out that Zhalafin was very interested in the shaman, and not only became happy, "After the shaman came, we met with Khan Ama and Er After talking with mother, she is very interested in you and insists on seeing you."

Yongzheng and the queen have always been very protective of her, and they don't really want the shaman to see her. After hearing what the shaman said just now, the queen is relieved.

"Ah, tell me, is it unfounded worrying?" Zarafin was deeply surprised when he heard Hongli's words.

When lunch was approaching, the shaman left the queen's tent. Zarafin was suddenly called away by the queen, and many people became curious.

Yongzheng came back, and the four of them sat around the dinner table. Yongzheng and the queen told Zarafin that it was safest to stay with Hongli.

After lunch, Hongli took a nap with Zarafin. On the way back, Hongli and Zarafin chatted about hunting. Halfway through, they were startled by a scream.

Zarafin trembled in fright, and Hongli stood directly in front of her.

A maidservant dressed in Mongolian uniform appeared in front of the two, Hongli frowned, and the maidservant knelt beside the two with tears on her face.

"Ah, who is this person?" Zarafin asked curiously, she put her little head out from behind Hongli, aiming at a pair of tearful eyes.

Hongli shook his head, looking at the attire, it should be the servants of the Mongolian prince, but they can come here directly.

Qiu Mi's camp was divided into several places. Between the Mongolian camp and the Yuzhang camp, there were quite a few people holding hands, and the imperial guards were always on patrol.

"Jiaojiao, let's go back first." Hongli took Zarafin's hand and was about to abduct him from the side.

The servant girl was about to pounce on Hongli, he dragged Zarafin back to hide, and Gao Wuyong stood directly in front of him.

"Presumptuous!" Gao Wuyong scolded directly.

Zarafin glared angrily at the situation in front of him, why did he rush in front of them.

"Jiaojiao, let's go back to the tent right now and leave this matter to Gao Wuyong." Hongli comforted Zarafin who was a little surprised.

Just as the two were about to leave, they were stopped by someone behind them: "Si elder brother, Zarafingeg, please stay."

Zarafin turned around and saw Lan Qiqige in a bright red Mongolian uniform, holding a horsewhip in his hand, appearing in front of everyone.

"What's the matter with you?" Hongli looked at her with a gloomy face and asked.

Snapped!
Lan Qiqige slapped the servant girl with a whip: "If you want to be a fugitive slave, if you dare to appear in front of the fourth elder brother, you don't want to die."

"Zalafingerge, this servant knows that you are the most kind-hearted, please take a servant from the master." The female slave was crying.

"Jiaojiao, don't worry about it, let's go back." Hongli didn't give the female slave a look at all, "Lan Qiqige, if you teach the slaves a lesson, go back to your camp and teach the slaves here."

Hongli's contemptuous eyes shot directly at Lan Qiqige.

After finishing speaking, Hongli turned around and led Zarafin away. Before they stretched out their hands, the female slave kept calling Zarafin. Hearing the harsh voice, Zarafin tugged Hongli. The female slave stood still.

"I don't know you, why do you have to ask me to save you? Could it be that your master can't save you?" Zarafin asked suspiciously, "Aren't you putting the cart before the horse when you come to beg me?"

After the words fell, Zarafin followed Hongli and left. Many servants stopped to hear Zarafin's question, and they all had their own answers in their hearts.

When the two returned to the tent, Zarafin threw the head praise on the dressing table in frustration, and Hongli sat in front of the Eight Immortals table, holding a teacup, watching her get impatient.

"Jiaojiao, what's the matter?" Hongli asked.

"Ah, don't you think who did it on purpose?" Zarafin looked at Hongli irritably, Lan Qiqige did it on purpose, and actually let a female slave run from the camp to our side.

"Yes," Hongli replied, "What can you do?"

"Psychologically aggrieved, Lan Qiqige is obviously slapping a female slave in the face, tell me, how will uncle deal with it?" Zarafin looked at Hongli's understatement and pouted slightly.

"Jiaojiao, take two deep breaths first," Hongli said, walking behind her and patting her on the back. "We don't need to get our hands dirty. We'll hear about Lan Qiqig's punishment as the evening approaches."

Zarafin sighed: "Ah Hun, why do you want to avoid it? Can't you face it directly?"

"It's not about avoiding, even if you want to vent your anger, you need to be strategic. You don't want to be misunderstood, do you?" Hongli looked at Zarafin's small expression, sat on the grand teacher's chair beside him, and began to teach her. "It's best for Khan Ama to come forward, and Lan Qiqige is Horqin's legitimate daughter, so I will punish him, it's not enough."

(End of this chapter)