The struggle of the eight blessings of rebirth

Chapter 121 Kangxi VS Minzhi ([-])

Minzhi was dealing with Concubine Liang in Chuxiu Palace, and Kangxi in the Hall of Mental Cultivation spoke to the air in the mist of ambergris: "Did she say that? Word for word?" The voice in the air was respectful and solemn: " When I return to the master, I will not miss a single word."

"Are you sure that neither she nor Yinhu have read the contents of the letter?" "Return to the master, confirm." The voice was still steady.Kangxi nodded: "You continue to do things, you must be clear about the details." "Hey, the servant is in command."

After the voice in the air disappeared, Kangxi seemed to be both angry and interested: "You woman, you are so courageous, Wu Shulai, where is she now, the queen mother?" My son has already arrived at the Chuxiu Palace." Kangxi sighed: "Their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are harmonious, but I don't know how they will always be harmonious in the future? Concubine Liang's temperament has softened." Wu Shulai counted the fur on the floating dust, With a solemn face.

After a while, Kangxi got up: "Show me the drive." Wu Shulai shook the dust: "Hey."

At this time, Minzhi was talking with Concubine Liang in the inner room, and Kangxi's sudden arrival made her feel confused. Those things in the house were not Miss Tong's dowry, but whole bolts of snow-white silk cloth, two whole big box.

There is also a box of white-glazed porcelain, from porcelain bowls to vases, all of which are pure white.A box of loose jewelry, pearls, jadeite and ivory pieces, all looked rough.

Yinhu looked at these things and frowned like iron bumps: "These are wool materials received by the Inner Court Building Office every day, and can only be used by the inner court after being made by craftsmen.

Minzhi was stunned: "Huang Ama sent these things here, is it to allow me to develop freely? I stretched out my hand to brush the white silk, it was cool and smooth, it is indeed the best inner court supplies.

Minzhi turned her head and smiled at Yinhu: "Huang Ama gave me these things, are they all mine? Can I dispose of them casually?" Yinhu didn't understand her excitement: "Of course they belong to you, but these things are It's all useless."

Minzhi asked someone to cut some and sent them to Dongzhuang, so that the laboratory could study what kind of paint would not fade.There are acrylic paints in modern times, but Minzhi doesn't know the formula, so he can only ask for a professional to study.

As for the rough jewelry, Minzhi didn't know what to do with it for a while, and piled them all together with the porcelain into the warehouse.

Minzhi thinks very simply. There was no hand-painting in ancient times, and she has no other talents except painting, so let's develop painting.

Anyway, now there are Nian Xiyao and Castiglione, romantic and realistic painters and native Chinese scientists.Help from the sidelines, as long as it takes time, it's a small thing.Lang Shining now works in Kangxi's painting academy during the day and lives in the single dormitory in Dongzhuang at night.

He was very fascinated by the research projects in the Dongzhuang laboratory. When he heard that Minzhi was looking for a paint that could be painted on cloth without fading, his eyes lit up instantly, digging out all the experience of oil painting in his mind. Come out and share with the old technicians.

Not only did Lang Shining come, but under his leadership, all the missionaries in the capital knew that there was a place in the capital where someone provided free board and lodging.Therefore, a strict order was issued. Once there is any sign of preaching, including Castiglione, everyone will be expelled immediately. They can maintain their living habits, including eating with knives and forks, chanting and praying.

Minzhi once had an in-depth discussion with Castiglione regarding freedom of belief and personal privacy.

From this, she found that before the Western Enlightenment in the Middle Ages, Westerners had a thorough understanding of freedom, but they were infinitely paranoid about personal rights.Personal rights are magnified, but the rights of others are not within their consideration.

For this reason, Minzhi solemnly warned him: "This is the Qing Dynasty, everything here, people and things, are controlled by His Majesty the Emperor. The people here do not believe in gods, but in people.

Don't try to use your thoughts to change the thinking and living habits of the people here. Once there is a conflict, you will be tortured to death like your Lord Jesus. Tang Ruowang is a living example.

You believe in the eternal life of the soul, and I believe in the eternal power. If you want to shake the tree, you must be the one who perishes.

Lang Shining succumbed, and he controlled a large number of foreigners. Although Minzhi was worried, but considering the economic benefits they could bring, Minzhi decided to use Yinhu's name to protect them.

These things were just started, Yinhu did not support or oppose, but Minzhi was full of apprehension in her heart, her butterfly was flapping its wings again, would it be dangerous, would it be irreversible?Thinking about those people who left Dongzhuang without knowing their whereabouts, how many people can come back in the future?

Fortunately, Muren is still there, Ke An is gone, and he takes the rest of the people to train and work every day.The labor force has dropped sharply, and the pressure on the farmers has increased. Fortunately, Yin'er had foreseen this situation early in the morning. A few days ago, a group of newcomers came to Dongzhuang, including Mongolians and Manchus in Yishui, and no Han people.Seeing them, Minzhi finally understood what it was like to rely on the family.

And Yin'e said that these are all family-born slaves, and my sister-in-law can use them as she pleases, without any scruples.Minzhi stared at these men in a daze: "I was born a slave? When will my family have a slave? My eyes drifted to Magpie and Muren. The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still have to wait.

Looking back, Minzhi and Concubine Liang were chatting outside; the sound of "the emperor is coming" surprised both of them.Putting down the work in hand, the two walked out.

Concubine Liang was kneeling in the corridor outside the main gate, Minzhi was behind her, the two children were kneeling further back, and all the male and female servants of Chuxiu Palace knelt and prostrated themselves on the spot.Waiting for the holy car of the ninety-five supreme who has not even turned the corner.

No one dared to look up to see if Kangxi was approaching, they all waited with bated breath.It wasn't until Wu Shulai's voice floated down from above her head: "Master Liang, take me over." Concubine Liang changed from prostrate to half-kneeling, and extended her hand to Kangxi, who glanced down at the kneeling person.Put your hand on Concubine Liang's arm.

Concubine Liang got up, bent her waist and raised her hands, and stepped into the main hall with Kangxi.Kangxi's voice came from behind Minzhi: "Get up."

Minzhi just got up, turned around and hugged her son: Poor child, poor little knee.Turning around and looking inside, the servants are still kneeling.Didn't Kangxi's "all up" call everyone?
Concubine Liang helped Kangxi to the main seat in the main hall, and after he sat firmly, he said in a very imposing manner: "Pingshen." Then the palace people all got up like robots who had been ordered, served tea and water, and walked around.

Minzhi took her son forward and greeted Kangxi again: "Daughter-in-law greets Huang Ama, and grandson greets Huang Mafa." Kangxi looked kindly: "Wanger, get up, come closer, let Huang Ama, look carefully..."

Hongwang and Hongzhe are two, Hongwang is a bit fatter, his eyebrows and eyes are inherited from Yinhu, but his nose and mouth are from Minzhi, and his skin is not as good as his father's.Hongzhe, on the other hand, not only inherited Minzhi's apricot eyes, but also looks like his father in everything else, with a good appearance, absolutely beautiful makeup, a porcelain doll.

In Minzhi's heart, she prefers Hongwang more, because she knows the child's bitter experience in history. Did he die on the side of the road and no one collected his body?

Unexpectedly, Hongzhe caught Kangxi's eyes, and it was so obvious.For this child, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Minzhi knelt on the ground, waiting until Kangxi called out, but waited and waited, there was still no movement, and after a while, Kangxi's voice sounded: "Guo Luoluoshi..." Minzhi fell to the ground: "My daughter-in-law is here." "Raise your head , why, feel ashamed to see me?"

After hearing this sentence, Min Zhi Lin straightened her body and raised her head: "Daughter-in-law dare not." Only then did she see that Hong Zhe was being held in his lap, while Hong Wang was gnawing on sweets in the chair next to Concubine Liang. cake.Manchu people hold grandchildren but not children, but how many people can really be held in the arms of this Long Live Lord?
Seeing Minzhi looking at his son nervously, Kangxi twitched his mouth: "Guo Luoluo, you are so courageous..." Minzhi raised her head and made close contact with the floor tiles again: "Daughter-in-law is terrified, I don't know what Huang Ama is doing." What do you mean?"

Kangxi narrowed his eyes, but it cannot be said that you contradicted the Minister of Internal Affairs and made him flee.This proved that he sent someone to deliver things to her house, and Yinhu really became a princess.The Tong family can't bear the crime of violating the etiquette system.

So, Kangxi snorted: "Emperor Niang gave you the Jade Phoenix Order to let you go to the palace more often to talk to her old man, but you used it to make the guards of Shenwumen kneel down to you!"

ah?Minzhi raised her head in surprise, and said to Kangxi, you are all right, when did I make the guards kneel, they are the ones who want to kneel, okay?Thousands of grass and mud horses roared past in my heart, but I quickly admitted my mistake: "Daughter-in-law knows my mistake, please forgive me Huang Ama!"

Kangxi snorted: "I heard that all those court painters of mine spent the night in your Zhuangzi?" Here comes, the highlight is here: "Returning to Emperor Ama, Mr. Lang loves oil painting. I happened to see Lang in Kun Palace last time. My daughter-in-law was bold enough to ask my lord for some painting skills. This time, my mother rewarded me with a lot of plain satin. My daughter-in-law asked Mr. Lang to find out if there is a kind of paint that can be painted on silk that will not fade even after washing. It is beautiful and elegant, and it saves Xiuniang a lot of effort."

"Huh? This sounds fresh, and is it your idea? Can it be fruitful?" Minzhi heaved a sigh of relief: "I'm working on it." "Are you sure you have this kind of paint? Can it be painted on cloth and never fade? " Kangxi asked.

Minzhi was taken aback, where did Kangxi think?Never fade?Let's be conservative. "If you go back to Huang Ama, there are paintings on the walls in Mr. Lang's hometown, which can be preserved for hundreds of years. There are also many grotto murals in our country. My daughter-in-law thinks that if the paintings on the walls can not fade, there must be pigments that can be painted on the walls. On the cloth, it cannot be washed off with water."

Kangxi was a little disappointed. He also understood what Minzhi said, but he was just talking: "The idea is good. It sounds fresh. Let's talk about it when you come up with results. Lang Shining will continue to live with you. But, don't make mistakes. Break my taboo!"

Minzhi leaned over: "I don't care if my daughter-in-law goes against the holy will." Only then did Kangxi nod in satisfaction: "Come on, sit on the sidelines."

Minzhi let out a sigh of relief: "Thank you Huang Ama for your kindness."

(End of this chapter)