Shunzhi Fulin had eight sons in his lifetime, but only four were supported.

Fuquan is the second son, and according to the order of succession to the feudal imperial system, he has a great chance of inheriting the throne when the eldest son Niu Nuo died early.

However, things that have become customs will always happen, and Fuquan is the victim of the accident.

It is said that before Shunzhi died, he was preparing to make the second son Fuquan the crown prince. This not only complies with the regulations, but also meets the royal face - who said the second son looks a little more distinctive?

But the words of the missionary Joshua Chau made him dispel this idea.

Tang Ruowang told Shunzhi: Although your third brother has pockmarks on his face, this is not a bad thing. If you can survive after smallpox, it means that you have resistance in your body and will not suffer from this kind of evil disease again in the future.

Besides, even smallpox can heal itself, does that mean that he is very healthy? If he survives a disaster, he will have good fortune. If he chooses this baby as his heir, it is definitely correct.

In this era, the West did not completely lead the East, nor did it fully represent advancedness.

But in terms of infectious diseases and deaths, the West is indeed far ahead of other countries on earth.

The large-scale deaths in the West mainly depend on infectious diseases. Johnson Chan, a Western missionary, was known as the King of the Qing Dynasty in terms of infectious diseases.

So Xuanye became the next emperor, and Fuquan lost to Smallpox.

Fuquan is one year older than Xuanye, and he is not much older now.

According to the normal development trajectory, he never had the chance to get the throne in his life, and he was not even as long as his younger brother.

But under Chen Chong's disturbance, variables suddenly appeared - Kangxi not only did not take Oboi, but also died in a daze.

Even the little emperor did not take charge of the rule, so naturally there would be no queen, so of course there would be no son.

Father and son follow one after another, brother and brother end.

In this way, the opportunity to ascend to the throne of highness has once again come to Fuquan.

Most people in the royal family are precocious, and Fuquan is no exception. After experiencing many conspiracies and tricks, their minds and natures are of course not ordinary.

But even so, after hearing the news from Doron, he was still lost in his mind and his body couldn't help but tremble.

The throne!

He hid his smoky hands behind him, and then pinched his buttocks with his nails. Fuquan then calmed himself down.

He took a deep breath and asked tremblingly, "Duo, sir, can you say what you just said again?"

Duolong knelt under the steps, his butt was raised high, and his forehead touched the ground without any impatience.

"Second Prince, Oboi made a big fuss in the study. The emperor was punched by him, but he died of serious injuries..."

"The emperor has passed away!?"

Before Duolong could finish his words, Fuquan showed a smile from the bottom of his heart, saying good boy, you have today too!

Didn’t the foreigner say, you are good-looking and live long?

I don't think you've been jumping around for long!

Then, he curled his smile and asked calmly: "Really? When did this happen?"

"It's about noon today."

Duolong pretended not to hear the excitement in Fuquan's tone, lowered his head and replied: "Return to the words of the master, now the Empress Dowager has ordered the Ministry of Rites, the Zongren Mansion and the Imperial Heavenly Prison to enter the palace to discuss the funeral of the First Emperor. I asked for a good deal and invite the second prince to go to the Cining Palace..."

Invite me to Cining Palace?

Empress Dowager, what does it mean?

Fuquan was a little confused.

My deceased brother has no children. Could it be that the Empress Dowager wants me to keep a soul for him?

It shouldn't be anywhere...

He looked around and found that there was no one around him.

But there is nothing we can do about it.

Although Fuquan is not young, he has not left the palace and lived alone. He naturally only has palace maids and eunuchs by his side. In addition, his parents are all dead, so it is normal to be alone.

He frowned and thoughtful, his thumb kept twisting his finger on his hand, and Duolong didn't make any noise, and the yard suddenly fell into silence.

Fuquan's mother was Dong Efei. She had been dead for several years at this time. Dong Efei was very favored by Shunzhi during her lifetime, so she passed on many rewards to her sons.

The ring in his hand is the good treasure rewarded by Shunzhi.

But good things should be used at a good time.

Fuquan took off the ring on his hand, bent down and stuffed it into Duolong's hand, with a sincere smile on his face: "Sir, I only know how to lower my head to study. I met for the first time today, so don't dislike the small gift."

Listen to the second prince, oh no, when Duolon refuses when he hears his tone of the emperor so softly?

He immediately held the ring and thanked him, and was very aware of the current affairs: "I thanked the second prince for the reward."

Duolong's words made Fuquan realize something was wrong - the current emperor Xuanye was his younger brother.

Even if I have not been named a prince, I should be called "prince". No matter how seniority is considered, I can't call me "second prince", right?

However, Duolong did not ask the master, and explained everything like a bamboo tube pouring beans: "Second prince, the empress dowager issued an imperial edict to invite you to visit the Cining Palace. He said that he had not seen each other for many days and missed him very much, and he still had to take the imperial examination of the prince."

"ah--"

Fuquan couldn't help but exclaim, and there was a vague guess, which made him involuntarily excited.

Could it be that I want to be the emperor?

After thinking about it, he felt that his current state was not suitable, so he immediately changed his crying voice and shouted loudly: "Brother, my dear brother, why did you go like this!"

He howled a few times, rubbed the corners of his eyes, forced a few tears, and cried, "How old is, I don't know where the traitor of Obai is? I want to kill this guy with my hand and avenge my brother."

Just you?

Kill Oboi?

Duolong wanted to curl his lips, but since he wanted to hold his thighs, he could not have such thoughts.

He said respectfully: "Return to the words of the master, Obai, the traitor who killed the king, rushed into the Cining Palace and made a big fuss. Fortunately, the empress dowager sacrificed her life to save her, so she was not injured. Now Obai has been mortified on the spot and his body has been buryed."

"What?"

Fuquan looked shocked and grabbed Duolong's arm and asked anxiously: "How dare Oboi trespass into the harem and assassinate the Queen Mother?

The Queen Mother is the one I respect the most besides my father and mother. How old is it? Let’s set off quickly. I want to greet you now!"

"Yeah!"

Duolong shook his horse's sleeves, stood up with his waist bent, and Fuquan, who had not changed his clothes, ran directly to Cining Palace.

The two of them walked along the way. In a trance, he felt that the palace that was usually gloomy and cold, began to become brighter.

When I came outside the Cining Palace, the first thing I saw was the Great Inner Guard, many imperial guards, one post at a distance, guarding the Cining Palace from afar.

Fuquan's face was as usual, and he walked into Cining Palace with trepidation.

At this time, blood was still there in the yard, and although the smell of blood in the air was diluted, Fuquan felt numb.

When the two arrived at the palace gate, Fuquan immediately fell to the ground and shouted loudly: "My son bowed to the Queen Mother, I wish the Queen Mother a good body and a safe body."

"Slave Duolong, please pay homage to the Empress Dowager."

Duolong knelt behind Fuquan, looking loyal.

The palace gate has not opened.

A cold voice said, "Duolong, why are you here so slowly? Could it be that you want to be lazy in the Ai family's errand?"

Duolong is an old fried dough stick, and he said nothing: "I don't dare. It's because the second prince knew that the queen mother had encountered a dangerous situation today. She fainted from worry too much, so she came too late."

Fuquan looked back at Duolong, and immediately understood him when he saw him winking at him.

He cried and said, "The Empress Dowager is as majestic as her father and as kind as her mother. When her parents are in trouble, how can her son be worried? Dad, just open the palace gate and let her son meet her!"

After saying that, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind to pound the ground. He kowtowed several times, making himself dizzy.

"Okay, Duolong quickly help the second prince up, don't hurt anyone."

The Queen Mother's Feng Yin came from the house again: "The second prince's filial piety has been received by the Ai family. Duolong, you should take the second prince to the Yangxin Palace to see the emperor first, and all the ministers are there too.

From tomorrow, the second prince will go to the Yangxin Palace at night, guard the emperor's brotherly love, and come to Cining Palace to study during the day. Do you know?"

When Fuquan heard this, he almost didn't laugh out loud.
Chapter completed!