kvmb Chapter 234 Consort Fucha
Chapter 234 Consort Fucha
After the morning court session ended, the fat orange-haired man had Su Peisheng invite Prince Zhuang, Zhang Tingyu, and others to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Su Peisheng immediately had a guess.
He dared not delay and hurriedly went to fetch someone.
Su Peisheng strode up to Prince Zhuang, Zhang Tingyu, and the others, and bowed slightly, saying:
"Your Highness, Lord Zhang... His Majesty requests your presence."
The group exchanged glances, and Prince Zhuang took the lead, followed closely by Zhang Tingyu and the others, all heading towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Upon entering the Hall of Mental Cultivation, everyone noticed the heavy atmosphere inside.
The chubby orange cat sat on the dragon throne with a serious expression. When he saw everyone come in, he raised his hand to signal them to sit down.
Su Peisheng stood quietly to the side, not daring to utter a sound. Prince Zhuang spoke first:
"Your Majesty, what important matter has summoned us?"
"Su Peisheng, prepare paper and ink," said the chubby orange.
Su Peisheng quickly responded and deftly retrieved the writing implements from the table in the corner of the hall.
The Xuan paper was laid out, the ink was ground, and it was respectfully placed on the table in front of the big fat orange.
Su Peisheng was overjoyed when his suspicions came true.
Controlling his facial expression, he respectfully stepped aside, minimizing his presence.
In the presence of Prince Zhuang and others, the cabinet ministers drafted the imperial edict according to the wishes of the eldest son, Da Pangju.
It was handed over to Big Fat Orange for review.
After confirming that everything was correct, the chubby orange cat exclaimed, "Excellent!"
The imperial edict was drafted, but the chubby orange cat was in no hurry to issue it.
Instead, they were carefully sealed away.
He instructed Prince Zhuang and others that if anything were to happen to him, this imperial edict would be his final arrangement.
Big Fat Orange looked at Su Peisheng again and said
"Su Peisheng, go to the Prince's residence and bring Hongchang here."
He doesn't know how much longer his body can hold on; it's time to start training Hongchang.
Su Peisheng was slightly startled when he heard the big orange cat's instructions.
But he quickly regained his composure and respectfully replied, "Yes, sir!"
He then quickly left the Hall of Mental Cultivation and headed towards the direction of the prince's residence.
Inside the prince's residence, Hongchang was reading in his study.
Seeing Su Peisheng rushing over, he quickly stood up:
"Eunuch Su has come to the Prince's residence. Does Father have any instructions?"
Su Peisheng looked at Hongchang, who had delicate features and was still young.
He couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion, thinking that this child was the hope of the Qing Dynasty.
Su Peisheng was overjoyed, and the wrinkles on his face became even more pronounced.
Su Peisheng bowed and said, "Greetings, Sixth Prince. Your Majesty, His Majesty summons you to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."
Hongchang was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then his expression turned serious.
He quickly got up, straightened his clothes, and said:
"Eunuch Su, let's go now."
He had a vague feeling that his father must have something important to discuss when he summoned him this time, and he dared not delay in the slightest.
Su Peisheng led the way, with Hongchang following closely behind, and the two walked briskly toward the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Throughout the journey, Hongchang was filled with mixed emotions, recalling the unpleasant parting they had recently had.
Hongchang was somewhat flustered. Last time, he had unwittingly offered advice to his father, the Emperor, which displeased him.
Su Peisheng was also there last time, and worried that Hongchang would panic, so he gave him some pointers.
"Your Highness, don't worry, in the entire palace, His Majesty still dotes on you the most."
There's no lasting grudge between father and son.
After hearing Su Peisheng's words, Hongchang felt a little more at ease, but he was still somewhat uneasy.
But I am still very grateful for Su Peisheng's guidance.
Hongchang thanks Eunuch Su for his guidance.
Su Peisheng quickly replied, "Your Highness, you flatter me. This is such a small matter, why should you worry about it so much?"
Hongchang smiled slightly, though he was still a little uneasy inside, he had regained some composure on his face.
Before long, the two arrived outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Su Peisheng: "Your Majesty, the Sixth Prince has arrived."
"Come in," came the voice of the chubby orange cat from inside the hall, his tone still serious.
Su Peisheng pushed open the door and bowed to let Hongchang go in first.
Hongchang strode into the hall with steady steps, his gaze sweeping across the room and immediately spotting the large, plump orange-haired man seated behind the imperial desk.
"Hongchang greets Father Emperor. How is Father Emperor's health?"
The chubby orange cat slightly raised its hand, gesturing for Hongchang to stand up.
His expression was much gentler than last time, which relieved Hongchang.
The chubby orange cat pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Sit down and talk."
Hongchang sat down as instructed, his gaze falling on the chubby orange cat, waiting for it to speak.
"I am feeling slightly unwell and need to recuperate for a while."
You're older now, and you've finished your studies enough. It's time for you to gain some experience.
Hongchang dared not agree immediately, saying, "Father, I still have much to learn."
If he could, he wouldn't want to do this.
The older people get, the less they want to admit they're old. Big Fat Orange is now just like Emperor Qianlong was back in his prime.
They want to hold onto all power tightly and don't want to relinquish it.
However, his body is currently damaged, so he has to make plans as soon as possible.
The chubby orange cat said in a deep voice, "What? You're unwilling to share my burdens?"
Hongchang immediately knelt down and said sincerely:
"Father, how could I not be willing to share your burdens!"
However, I am well aware that my knowledge is shallow and my experience is insufficient.
He feared he would disappoint his father, the Emperor, and jeopardize important matters of state.
Big Fat Orange looked at Hongchang kneeling on the ground, his expression softening, and said:
"I know you have concerns, but everything is about accumulating experience through practice."
If there's anything you don't understand, you can come and ask me.
Hearing this, Hongchang felt somewhat relieved, but he was still a little uneasy.
He said with utmost respect:
"Father, I will do my utmost to live up to your high expectations."
However, I have one more request to make of my father.
Big Fat Orange paused for a moment, then nodded to signal Hongchang to continue.
Seeing this, Hongchang quickly lowered his head slightly and said softly:
"Your Majesty, I sincerely hope that you will take good care of your health and not overwork yourself."
While many affairs of state are important, the Emperor's good health is of utmost importance!
Upon hearing this, the chubby orange felt a surge of warmth in its heart.
He was actually quite satisfied with this son.
Hongchang was intelligent, of noble birth, and filial and sensible.
But time waits for no one; now that he's old, he's begun to fear this.
A faint smile gradually appeared on the face of the chubby orange cat, who said slowly:
"I am deeply gratified that you have such filial piety."
"I will naturally take good care of my health; you need not worry too much."
After saying this, the chubby orange-haired man pointed to the mountain of documents piled on the table and continued:
"These are all memorials sent from various places in recent days."
Take a look at it first. If you have any thoughts or insights, please feel free to let me know.
Hongchang hesitated for a moment before replying, "Yes, Father Emperor, you obey."
Hongchang got up, walked to the table, picked up a booklet, and began to read it carefully.
Upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that these are the simplest forms of offering greetings and dismantling rituals.
He had seen these documents when he was five years old, but it was only later, when he grew up...
Father Emperor forbids him from touching these things.
At first he was also confused, but gradually he understood.
From then on, he did whatever his father wanted him to do, pretending not to understand his father's intentions.