Chapter 990 Riluo (Three)

Although Cao Yong was ordered to go to Changchun Garden to hand in the memorial, he was not so ignorant.

The Holy Lord moved to Changchun Garden because of the dragon's body. He followed him over. Even if he rushed to Changchun Garden before the Holy Lord, he would not be able to hand in the letter like an idiot.

But since the Fourth Prince spoke, Cao Yong still had to "obediently".

After returning to his tent, he asked Xiaoman to prepare the carriage. He changed into a big sweater and wore it in his official uniform to keep warm. It took two hours to go to Changchun Garden in Nanyuan for 40 or 50 miles.

When he got there, it was at dusk at the earliest, so it was understandable that he could not hand over the memorial.

What should I do tomorrow morning? Let’s hear what the Sixteenth Prince means...

The Holy Lord was still walking slowly on the official road. Zhao Chang was already riding on his horse. As several guards left the imperial guards and went straight to the capital. A few other riders followed behind him in the distance.

Whether it is the Fourth Prince or the Third Prince, how can you wait for death?

Whether Kangxi was really seriously ill or fake, they all laid layers of eyeliner and stared at the side of the Holy Lord.

When he saw Zhao Chang coming out of the Prince's Mansion of Lianshun County, there were the Eighth Concubine's car and emperor Hongwang next to him, someone rushed to Nanyuan.

Therefore, before the Eighth Concubine and Hongwang arrived at Changchun Garden, the Fourth Prince had already received the news.

Since it was an order, it was because the saint awakened. The prince and the royal family were not summoned, but it was temporarily...

The Fourth Prince, whether he was disappointed or at ease, asked someone to continue inquiring, and hurriedly wrote a few sentences, sealed them with wax to send them back to Beijing to Dai Jin.

The Eighth Concubine was confused about the orders and was confused about the carriage.

She was widowed at home, and the news was not as good as outside, and she didn't know the reason why the dragon body was unhealthy. She just knew that the Holy Lord was walking around Nanyuan, and many princes and grandchildren went there.

The Eighth Prince's Mansion has only one son, Hongwang. Although he has not officially enthroned the eldest son of the prince, he is a legitimate heir. However, even so, the grand event in Nanyuan is not the same as the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

After a few words, the Eighth Prince has been dead for six years.

The Eighth Concubine's resentment towards Kangxi has never diminished at all. Therefore, when she was inexplicably summoned, although she was confused, she was not afraid.

Hongwang is already fifteen years old and is studying with two teachers in the mansion.

He was not as calm as the Eighth Concubine, and he felt very uneasy, but as the nun's upbringing, he did not shrink his hands and tail. But his body was tightly fixed, holding the horse's reins' hand, and blue veins popped out, revealing his nervousness.

Zhao Chang glanced at him and was surprised.

He had never met the Eighth Prince late at night when he entered the palace, but when the eunuchs in the palace were chatting, they all praised the Eighth Prince's good looks. Although the Eighth Prince's biological mother, Liang Concubine, was a man from the Sixth Palace.

Hongwang could not see any style, and he was more careful in his words and deeds, and less noble. He looked a little solid, had no outstanding facial features, and did not have the same phoenix eyes as Hongxi, Hongli, and Hongming.

Although the Eighth Concubine was domineering, Hongwang was the only youngest prince in the Eighth Concubine. In order to have a good support for the elderly, the Eighth Concubine should treat Hongwang well.

Then, just as soon as Zhao Chang covered his face, he could see the indifference between the mother and son.

The Eighth Concubine was arrogant and had no intention of getting close to the concubine's son; Hongwang was just afraid of being unfamiliar and did not please his biological mother.

Zhao Chang sighed in his heart. He used to be crowded with Eighth Prince's Mansion, but with the passing of Eighth Prince, he was no longer angry.

In their journey, they came out of the Eighth Prince's Mansion on the second day of Shenchun and arrived at Changchun Garden. It was already the beginning of You and the sky was about to dusk.

At this time, the Holy Lord had entered Changchun Garden.

Because of Zhao Chang, the Eighth Concubine's carriage went straight into the garden.

Cao Yong also arrived outside the garden and sent someone to send a message to the Sixteenth Prince, waiting for the Sixteenth Prince to come out.

He did not know the Eighth Concubine's carriage, but he had seen Hongwang.

Others may not have guessed the purpose of Kangxi summoning his wife and grandson for a while, but Cao Yong had seen Cao Yin critically ill.

When a bird is about to die, its singing is sad; when a person is about to die, its words are good.

Zhiran and his son were originally Cao Yin's secret secrets; before he died, he left a letter to Cao Yong and entrusted them to his son.

Kangxi was not going to work, and it was understandable to think of the young man's son who died of illness.

Although the emperor had no homework, this was a small matter in the royal family and did not affect the country's fortune. However, the Khalkha kings who were still in the Nanyuan were related to the stability of the northern border.

The kings will set off for the next four days. Can Kangxi last for these four days?

Thinking of this, Cao Yong's face was a little heavy.

At this moment, I saw a few people leaving the garden and walking quickly.

The sixteenth prince was in front of him, followed by several eunuchs, all of whom were nervous. He looked at Cao Yong and was a little surprised: "Why is Furuo here?"

Cao Yong took out the note from his arms that he asked for silver for the Lifan Courtyard and handed it to him, "What else can you do? The Seventeenth Master urged me to come. After the hunting tomorrow, I will start to use this silver, but it has not yet been settled."

The sixteenth prince took the note, frowned tightly, and said, "I can hand over this note for you, but... the skill is tight, so don't expect it too much... If there is no news tomorrow at noon, I will ask Lao Shiqi to send someone to the bank to pay..."

Cao Yong was not surprised by this result.

He glanced at the entrance of the garden. The guards were almost the same as before and had no additional staff.

It seems that there will be two more days of peace.

Even if the two were good friends, Cao Yong knew how to avoid it. He nodded and said, "I know. It's cold lately, Master Sixteenth must take good care of himself."

The sixteenth prince understood what he meant, nodded, looked at the setting sun in the west, and said, "It's too late to go back to the city. Go back to Nanyuan even further. How do you place your place tonight?"

Cao Yong said: "I'll go back to my home to settle for one night... Is it good to come here at noon tomorrow to wait for news from Master Sixteenth?"

He saw that the Sixteenth Prince was not cheap to speak now, so he asked tentatively.

"That's it." The Sixteenth Prince said with a little tiredness.

Cao Yong watched the Sixteenth Prince enter the garden, then slowly walked to the place where the carriage was stopped, got in and left.

Naturally, this movement and stillness also fell into the eyes of others. How to guess is not something Cao Yong can tell...

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Not talking about Cao Yong, just talking about the Eighth Concubine, guessing all the way, thinking about what the emperor said to the church.

If she had been summoned a few years ago, she would have been unable to help but ask for justice for the Eighth Prince; now after many years, the resentment is still there, but the anger is not that strong.

If you say a few words, even if you don’t ask for any crime, you will be like a clown. It will be of no benefit to those who have gone or those who have gone.

Unexpectedly, when she entered the garden, she and Hongwang waited until the lamplight was held, and they did not see the Holy Driving.

When a young eunuch came to pass the imperial edict, he did not summon their will, but asked them to leave the garden immediately.

The Eighth Concubine almost burst into anger, but she did not dare to resist the order and disrespect him.

After leaving the garden, the north wind gradually rose, and the carriage windows blew. I couldn't go back to the city and could not be placed in the carriage.

The Eighth Prince's Mansion has a garden in Haidian, but because it is the place where the Eighth Prince died, the Eighth Prince has not taken a step in the past few years.

Now, it is the cold north wind and the cold weather, and the sad place is coming. The Eighth Concubine can no longer be hot and she cries sadly...

That night, Cao Yong slept very badly.

There are few people living in Caojiayuanzi in recent years, and only servants guarded and cleaned. Especially Cao Yong's residence, he has not lived in a few years.

The room was cold and the quilt also had a musty smell.

The manager gave a few charcoal basins, took a few wool felts and spread them under the mattress. After cleaning up, he could barely live.

Cao Yong had insomnia, not because of these.

Although the patrol camp will come to the north of the city to inspect, near Changchun Garden, there are three flags of Manchuria, and the emperor personally takes charge of the army.

Even if Longkodo's hands are long, he can't reach here.

If the Fourth Prince really usurped the throne, then there would be a bloody storm outside the history books.

The four Cao brothers, two in Beijing and two outside, have nothing to do with each other.

However, it is inexplicably terrifying.

After tossing and turning, it was not until dawn in the east that Cao Yong fell asleep in a deep sleep.

When I opened my eyes, it was already dawn.

Although I made an appointment with the Sixteenth Prince at noon, Nanyuan also had to send a letter back.

After breakfast, Cao Yong called Xiaoman and gave him a few instructions to return to Nanyuan to reply to the Seventeenth Prince.

After breakfast, he glanced for a while and saw that it was almost noon, so he went to Changchun Garden again.

When he arrived at the gate of the yard, he saw Zhao Chang coming out of the garden before he could find someone to pass the message to the sixteenth prince. In his hand, he held a yellow silk bag, looking at the size, it looked like an imperial edict.

Not far away, several guards were already waiting with their horses.

Seeing Cao Yong present, Zhao Chang stopped seeing him, and then asked, "Is Lord Cao looking for Master Sixteen?"

Cao Yong responded, but he was more wary of his heart. He didn't understand why his eunuch, who was the eunuch who sent the order, paid attention to this purpose.

"I just heard the Sixteenth Master order someone to come and check it out, so I asked Master Cao more, "Mr. Cao, don't blame me. Speaking of it, I would like to congratulate Master Cao." Zhao Chang said in a hoarse voice.

If it were Wei Zhu, he had some friendship with the Cao family, but Zhao Chang had basically no contact, but he deliberately exchanged greetings at this moment... Cao Yong's eyes swept across the imperial edict...

"The emperor has an order, and Duke Seshtu is the governor of the Manchus of Zhengbai Banner." Zhao Chang said in a low voice.

The Manchu governor, this is a senior military officer, who has been from a first-rank high position.

But how could Cao Yong be happy?
To be continued...