Lord Fourth, Madam Has Tricked You Again

"This..." Fuquan also seemed to be a little excited. After coughing several times, he was relieved. "The minister really didn't know that there was such a thing."

He only knows that Kangxi punishes the eighth master and then punishes him, but he doesn't know why.

Only when the Eighth Master threatened Kangxi's throne, he simply couldn't bear it.

Now that I know it, it is natural not to speak for Ba Ye again.

"Brother, you don't know, there are many more!" At this point, Kangxi said with a solemn expression: "Eight princes always give people a kind of quietness and gentleness. It seems indifferent, but here This kind of indifferent seems to have accumulated endless ambitions, but it is indistinguishable and unpredictable, like a dragon traveling in the clouds, without seeing the head and tail, occasionally showing a claw, but there is no trace to be found."

How wise Kangxi was, he had already seen the princes thoroughly.

Hearing what Kangxi said, Fuquan asked indifferently: "In this case, I don't know if the emperor has someone he likes."

"It’s hard to talk about liking or disliking. I just want to make long-term considerations for the Qing Dynasty. If possible, I am willing to shorten my lifespan in exchange for the long-term stability of the Qing Dynasty! Therefore, in terms of the prince, in addition to what I like, I have to For the sake of national policy and long-term stability of the country."

Fu Quan: "You are a blessed person, and the Qing Dynasty still needs you, so how can you shorten your life."

Kangxi shook his head and said: "In my opinion, the future prince must have a heart for the country and the people, and be able to shoulder the responsibilities of his country. Moreover, he must have the determination and perseverance to open up all difficulties and move forward courageously. Offend people. In the end, there must be strategies and means. Too straightforward is not enough, too vicious is not enough, you must have a heart of great benevolence, and be able to do whatever you want to achieve your goal. Only the older brother who meets these requirements can Inherit the country of the Qing Dynasty!"

Only in this way can the economic crisis of the Qing Dynasty be rescued from the mire.

"Listening to the emperor's words, the minister thought that four elder brothers and fourteen elder brothers might be good candidates."

"How do you say this?" Kangxi came with interest, as if he was talking about his heart.

"Four elder brothers have always had a strong sense of responsibility to the Qing Dynasty and enthusiasm for national affairs. In the past few years, many thankless errands have been almost all burdens that he has picked. He has courage and is not afraid of failure. At that time, it may not be a good thing to be too selfless and selfless."

Kangxi gave a faint "um", seeming to applaud.

"As for the fourteenth elder brother, at a young age, he is courageous and strategic, quite general, and upright. Thanks to him for this expedition, he is only slightly unstable and needs to be tempered."

"Yes, the fourteenth elder brother has the courage that I had on the battlefield when I was young. This is why I taught him to caress the great general. However, since we are here, then do you think the two of them are better? ?"

"That's what the minister said. The specifics depend on the emperor's own meaning." Fuquan coughed a few more times and exhorted earnestly: "Just a little bit, the minister would like to remind the emperor. Now, hide it quietly under the upright and bright plaque, and wait for you to announce it after a hundred years..."

Hearing this, Kangxi's eyes were red, and it was rare to listen to persuasion: "Good! Good! Good! I followed you!"

He never regretted that he made his second prince as the prince early.

In the end, he became the target of public criticism.

No one had ever reminded him of this mistake.

Now, only Fuquan dared to wake him up secretly.

Immediately afterwards, Kangxi talked a lot about the past with Fuquan.

Speaking of emotions, he tightened Fuquan's hands, "Brother, in the royal family, brothers like us, there are also fewer..."

Fuquan pulled his lips, "Hey..." he said.

On this day, Kangxi stayed at Prince Yu's Mansion until the afternoon before returning to the palace.

Unexpectedly, at night, when Kangxi was leaning against the bed and reading with reading glasses, Liang Jiugong stepped forward and whispered: "Long live the Lord, Prince Yu is dead."

Hearing this, Kangxi's hand stopped there.

He just lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand, actually he was stunned.

After a long time, he raised his head, leaned against the edge of the bed, and closed his eyes heavily.

When he opened it again, he said in vicissitudes of life: "Let the Ministry of Households go about the funeral."

"Hey." Liang Jiugong retreated.

Probably the death of Fuquan dealt a great blow to Kangxi.

At night, he reads and reads and only rests late.

Later, even when lying on the bed, I couldn't sleep.

Early the next morning, when Liang Jiugong was waiting for him to get up, he couldn't wake up.

"Long live Lord... Long live Lord..." Liang Jiugong shouted twice, but there was no movement.

No, it stands to reason that Long live Lord has been sleeping lightly, and a little bit of trouble can alarm him.

Not to mention that when I am old now, my sleep is lighter.

But he shouted several times today, but he didn't react at all.

He was so frightened that he quickly raised his foot to the bed, put his index finger on the tip of Kangxi's nose, and sniffed.

Fortunately, there is a breath, if it seems to breathe on his fingers.

However, that breath was very weak, which really scared him.

He retracted his hand and quickly called in other little eunuchs, and said, "Quickly, quickly call the imperial doctor to the emperor."

Seeing him in such a hurry, the little **** went to run errands without saying anything.

After about a stick of incense, three imperial doctors arrived at the Palace of Qianqing.

They examined the pulse of Kangxi, looked at the tongue coating, and looked at the eyes, and they looked more serious than the other.

Finally, one of the imperial physicians summed up to Liang Jiugong: "Grandpa Liang, Long live the dragon body is not safe...It's best to call all of you to the Palace of Qianqing."

"How can this be!" Liang Jiugong heard the clue all at once.

It seems that the imperial doctor secretly poked to indicate that Long Live Lord is about to die.

It would be easy if Long Live Lord appointed a prince.

Or if you have established a will, you can also call the elder brothers.

But Long live Lord did not establish a prince, and second did not have a will.

If you call the elder brothers together, then it is obviously doing something.

At this moment, Liang Jiugong stood by the bed, looking at Kangxi who was unconscious, with mixed feelings and dilemma.

Just when he couldn't make up his mind, he saw Kangxi's fingers move.

The next moment, I saw Kangxi's dragon beard trembling, opened his mouth, weakly said: "Call...Loncord and Zhang Tingyu...call me."

"Hey." Liang Jiugong called a thousand times to Kangxi, walked out of the gate of Qianqing Palace, and screamed on the steps: "Chuan Long Kodo, see Zhang Tingyu!"

Looking at this posture, Long live Lord is not going to make a will?

Thinking of this, Liang Jiugong looked up at the blue sky above the Forbidden City.

The weather is so good that there are no clouds.

But the air is stuffy, giving people a sense of oppression.

It seems to be pouring rain at any time.

It seems... the Forbidden City is going to change!