Chapter Forty-Four

  The majestic Gate of Divine Military shone with a quiet and serene light behind him. From this point on, everything was another world altogether. Not far away, the bustling streets could already be seen. Da Ge curiously lifted up one corner of the curtain to take a look outside. Having grown up in the palace until now, it was his first time seeing the outside world.

  The First Prince and the Third Prince, Yin Zhen's three families drove out of the palace gate in three different directions. The third lady Fu somewhat reluctantly lifted the curtain to look at Quan Pei's carriage. From now on, each has their own mansion, and it is feared that they will not be able to gather together as often as they did in the palace. The Emperor separated the princes' mansions far apart, perhaps fearing that if they lived too close together, they would easily form cliques.

  The horse carriage creaked as it slowly entered the bustling city, the sounds of the market suddenly flooded into his ears, and he was so busy that he didn't know what to do. Yinzan got off the horse and boarded the carriage of Quan Pei and Bao Ge'er.

  With one more person, the horse carriage seemed a bit crowded, but Bao Ge Er was exceptionally happy. He was just about to speak when he sat in Yongzheng's arms and occasionally spat out the word "Ma". He looked very pleased with himself, tilting his small head proudly as he gazed at Quan Pei, as if showing off his specialness.

  Qian Wan gently rubbed Bao Ge's head: "You like Ah Ma that much?"

  Baoge just chuckled and held onto Yongzheng's arm, trying to get up. Yongzheng wanted to help him up, but Quan Pei stopped him: "Let him do it himself."

  Baoge's two little chubby legs didn't have much strength, pulling on Yanzhen's robe with all his might, he got up halfway and sat back down. He stared wide-eyed, grabbed Yanzhen's arm again, and finally stood up with a burst of energy. He was so excited that he wanted to take a couple of steps to try it out.

  Yin Zan looked at his son smiling and talking to Tong Quan Pei: "Bao Ge Er is really sturdy, with quite some strength, he can stand up by himself!" He said with a tone that couldn't help but feel proud.

  These two days, Yun Chen has been frowning as if he had something on his mind. However, every time he is teased by his son, he can't help but smile. Quan Pei reached out and gently rubbed the center of Yun Chen's brows: "Father, did you encounter some difficulties?"

  Bao Ge'er was still unsteady on his feet, especially in the horse carriage. He pulled on Yun Chen's arm and took two steps before tumbling down into the carriage. He couldn't help but look up at Quan Pei with a wronged expression, waiting for half a moment to see if she would notice him. But it seemed like she had already forgotten about his distress, and he sat back up by himself.

  Yin Zan looked into Quan Pei's bright and clear eyes, almost as if he could see a clear version of himself in them. He let out a sigh and grasped Quan Pei's hand: "I knew I couldn't hide anything from you. The other day, the Emperor summoned me to talk, ordering me to take charge of this round of rectification within the imperial clan. The imperial clan has always oppressed commoners, and there are many who engage in unfair business practices. Ordinary people can't control them; even the imperial family usually turns a blind eye. But this time, someone from the imperial clan killed someone, stirring up public outrage and alarming the Emperor. The Emperor is furious and is determined to rectify the situation, starting with the imperial clan member who committed murder."

  "Which one did grandfather say?"

  "Chun qin wang's eldest grandson, Fulin."

  Foreigners may not know that when Kangxi overthrew Aobai, it was the timely arrival of Prince Chun with his troops to control the situation in the palace that allowed Kangxi to gain absolute victory in his struggle against Aobai. After that, Prince Chun of the first rank formally became Prince Chun of the first rank and continued to command the palace guards, which also shows Kangxi's trust in him.

  Fu'er Gun, as the eldest grandson of Prince Chun, was extremely spoiled and had been personally held by Kangxi when he was young. He was notorious in Beijing for being ruthless, violent and almost doing every evil deed, but because Prince Chun still has no one daring to control him.

  I don't know what Kangxi was thinking, but he handed over this hard-to-chew bone to Yongzheng. No matter how well or poorly it was handled, it was destined to offend Prince Chun, a powerful figure.

  Suddenly, a loud noise came from outside the carriage, followed by a dense pounding sound like raindrops hitting the carriage. The carriage stopped and the guards shouted from outside: "Where did this little thief come from? How dare you cause trouble here!"

  Something was still being thrown at the carriage, the stench of eggs wafted in through the curtains, and some sticky egg yolks even dripped into the carriage. Yongzheng's face changed color as he lifted up the curtain and walked out, followed by his guards who tried to catch the troublemakers. However, there were too many people involved, with some on the street and others in the houses along the street. Yongzheng ordered in a low voice, "Go get the City Guard! Everyone else come back!"

  There are so many people who cause trouble for no reason, and these few guards can't drive them away. Once everyone leaves, if something unexpected happens on this side, it will be impossible to prevent.

  The blue sky and white sun, who would have thought that someone would be so bold. Yongzheng looked up at the second floor of the building across the street and saw a young man wearing a bright red robe with golden thread embroidery standing on the balcony, smiling at him. His thick eyebrows were cold and menacing, but his lips were thin and pale, like those of a woman, and he was looking at Yongzheng with a hint of a smile, full of provocation.

  Fú ěr Jùn, really is bold and unscrupulous.

  Is this a warning? However, Yongzheng's heart was furious, but he slowly raised the corner of his mouth towards Fuheng. Originally, he hadn't thought it through whether he should really take over this matter or not, but now looking at it, even if he didn't want to intervene, he would have to intervene anyway.

  The Xun Chengbing Ma Si has arrived, and Fuer Gun saw him turn around and disappear into the crowd from a distance.

  The rioters were just some hoodlums who didn't care about their lives, and most of them didn't even know who was in the carriage. They only threw some fruits and vegetables, which wouldn't be fatal. Fu Ergun handled this matter in a way that was detestable and made people feel suffocated, yet it seemed like it wouldn't make a big fuss.

  Looks like he's also someone with some brains.

  The surrounding crowd was filled with onlookers, whispering and pointing fingers. Rong Yu slightly lifted the curtain and called out to Xiao Yue in front of her, saying a few words. Xiao Yue responded with a sound and turned around to go into the back of Wu Ruoxi's carriage. The city patrol officer was still talking to Yin Zhen in the front, but from behind came a small cry: "Wu Gege has been frightened and is having a miscarriage!"

  Almost everyone around heard this, and Yinzhen frowned slightly, instructing the patrol soldiers briefly: "Don't let go of the captured person easily. If my gege has any fault, I will not give up easily!"

  The people of the Xun Chengbing Ma Si had some connections with Yongzheng, so they always regarded him as one of their own. When he said this, they all agreed: "Please rest assured, Fourth Master."

  It's unclear who caused the commotion, but it startled one of the pregnant women and disturbed her fetus. The matter couldn't be settled so simply because it could either become a big deal or a small one; if the child were to be harmed as a result, Fuheng would again be held responsible for another life, this time that of an imperial grandson.

  A horse-drawn carriage slowly drove by on the street, and inside, the sound of a baby's cry could still be heard. Public opinion had completely turned in favor of Yongzheng, and it was unknown who was so heartless as to make things difficult for pregnant women and children.

  Wu Ruoxi sat calmly in the carriage, wondering if this time she did well according to Furen's intentions, would Furen be willing to let her do more things in the future? Furen was not a simple person, once she found Wu Ruoxi useful or Wu Ruoxi could find a better way out...

  Yongzheng's mood was still good, but the carriage had not been cleaned up after the parade, and the smell inside was not very good. The two daughters in the back were scared to tears, but Bao Ge'er, being a boy, did not cry or make a fuss. Yongzheng comfortingly patted Bao Ge'er's forehead: "Good that you're thinking ahead."

  This is what Quan Pei knew was intentionally spread by someone that Wu Ruoxue had moved her fetus.

  "Is it Fuer Gun?"

  "Except for him, it wouldn't be anyone else."

  Indeed as rumored, he's a formidable and overbearing figure, not even buying into the prince's account. He dares to act but doesn't do it crudely, not a simple character at all. He sounds like he's only 14 or 15 years old, still unmarried.

  "No matter what, first make a big deal out of it and then talk about it. Even if the Buddha himself came down, everyone would still have to address Grandfather."

  Wei Ying said faintly, the dim light in the carriage had even faded her eyebrows and eyes, yet the intention to maintain was so obvious in her words that it warmed Yun Chen's heart unintentionally, and he smiled: "You're right."

  Nalan Mingyue and Li sat in a horse-drawn carriage, she was also frightened by the commotion just now, and only vaguely heard that Wu Ruoxue had moved her fetus, it wasn't until she calmed down that she remembered this matter, and asked Li in a low voice: "Sister Wu won't really move her fetus, will she?"

  Grandfather and Madame Fu took it for granted, even if it was false, it would be true. Li Shi only hummed in response.

  Nalan Mingyue couldn't get excited, how could Wu Ruoxue be so easily frightened into a miscarriage? There must be a story behind this, but with things having gone so far, she didn't dare make a fuss at this time. All the way, she thought it would be best if Wu Ruoxue really did have a miscarriage!

  Qiao's new home was originally a huge joy, but the accident on the road made it impossible to get into the festive atmosphere. The servants who had been waiting at the mansion took everyone down from their carriages. Wu Ruoxi was directly lifted off the carriage and taken straight to Ruiyuan, surrounded by several maidservants. People farther away couldn't see clearly, only knowing that she seemed to be in a not-so-good condition.

  The entire mansion is relatively narrow and long, facing south and sitting north. After entering the back house, the Yanxiang Courtyard is located on the central axis of the entire mansion, with two doors directly opposite the Rongxuan Hall where Yongzheng works and rests in the front yard. The Yanxiang Courtyard is flanked by the Jinxiu Garden and the Ruiyuan Courtyard to the left and right, and the courtyards behind are scattered around the garden. After exiting the northwest corner gate, you can see the spacious horse racing field after walking a few steps.

  Rongyu didn't call any of the other gege to attend her either: "All of you can go back to your own courtyard and rest well." And so they all dispersed.

  In the Xiangxiang courtyard, Quan Pei was assigned four senior maidservants, eight second-class ones, and twelve third-class junior maidservants. As for the rough-serving women and maidservants, there were dozens of them. Except for a few original ones, all the others were reassigned by the Neiwufu.

  Xiao Yue and Xiao Rong are still the head maids, and there is also a previous one in the palace called Cui Mo and another one called Jing Xiang, two second-class maids who followed them out of the palace and were promoted to first-class maids. Among the eight second-class maids, four were originally raised outside, and the other four are completely new people, and so on.

  Su Peisheng entered the house to attend to Yunzhong's change of clothes, while Quan Pei only glanced at the unfamiliar servant outside: "The rules of this house will be taught to you by Xiaoyue and Cuimo over the next few days. Each of you should do your own job."

  Quan Pei didn't want to spend too much energy on these things, as long as the several senior maids by her side were capable, the people below would naturally be managed by them. It was just like an emperor, if all the civil and military officials were taught by the emperor alone, it's likely that even with a whole sky of people, they couldn't manage everything, and the emperor would soon die from exhaustion.

  The housekeepers of the Imperial Household Department only simply said that the Fourth Mistress was gentle and kind, but nothing more. The servants didn't know much, but they knew that when meeting the new master, they would inevitably go through a ceremony of showing both kindness and severity. However, today's situation was really puzzling to everyone. It is said that the "gentle and kind" Fourth Mistress simply said a sentence before entering the main house with several maids who were accustomed to serving her. Two other maids stayed behind, one wearing a moon-white vest and red skirt, slightly older, spoke first: "From now on, you can call me Xiaoyue, and next to me is Cuimo. From today on, I and Cuimo will instruct you on the rules."

  Xiaoyue, who didn't look particularly outstanding, inexplicably seemed easier to get along with than others. The only thing that made people realize this young lady was probably a favorite of the mistress was the bright red gold hairpin on her head. Cui Mo's bright and beautiful eyes were somewhat serious, and she only slightly nodded without saying much. People in their hearts couldn't help but wonder if she would intentionally make things difficult for the newcomer, or which one to try to curry favor with.

  Forgot flower flower o(n_n)o~