GBP Chapter 107 Consort Fucha Arrives
Chapter 107 Consort Fucha Arrives
Three days later, as dawn broke and a gentle breeze blew.
Big Fat Orange led everyone on their way to the Old Summer Palace.
Their convoy stretched out like a long dragon, winding its way forward.
Leading the way was naturally the dragon carriage ridden by the chubby orange cat.
This dragon carriage was exquisitely carved and lavishly decorated, and was pulled by eight snow-white steeds.
Each horse held its head high and its gait was steady and powerful.
Following closely behind the imperial carriage was Nian Shilan's own carriage.
This vehicle was equally exquisite, with a canopy made of bright silk embroidered with beautiful floral and bird patterns.
A thin gauze curtain hung by the car window, swaying gently in the wind, and the figure of Nian Shilan could be vaguely seen inside the car.
Looking further back, Fucha Peiyun's car was steadily following behind Nian Shilan's car.
Her car is relatively simple, but it is still elegant.
The wheels rolled forward, making a soft rumbling sound that mingled with the sound of horses' hooves.
The number of masters on this trip was large, so the size of the accompanying personnel was also extremely large.
There were eight imperial physicians accompanying the group this time.
They must be prepared to deal with any unexpected situations that may arise during their masters' travels.
To ensure the health and safety of everyone
These imperial physicians were all handpicked by Wen Shichu from the Imperial Medical Academy, and each of them possessed superb medical skills.
Besides the imperial physicians, there were also the imperial chefs with exceptional culinary skills, who would bring their own handy cleavers and other utensils.
Of course, there were countless nannies, palace maids, and eunuchs serving the masters.
In addition, there were carts loaded with the personal belongings of each master.
The entire convoy resembled a long, winding dragon, moving majestically along the road.
Looking out, you can't see the end at all.
Such a magnificent and spectacular scene is truly breathtaking, attracting countless passersby to stop and watch.
However, the imperial authority was not to be trifled with, and although the people were full of curiosity, none of them dared to step forward rashly.
They could only stand far away on the roadside, craning their necks and trying to see.
They tried to glimpse this rare spectacle through the gaps in the crowd.
To prevent those with ill intentions from taking advantage of the chaos to blend in with the onlookers,
A row of Imperial Guards, each holding a long spear, stood neatly on both sides of the road.
They were imposing and stern-faced, like an insurmountable wall of bronze and iron.
They firmly blocked anyone attempting to approach the convoy.
The imperial guards, mounted on tall horses, followed closely behind the convoy from all sides.
The convoy was closely guarded.
The imperial concubines' carriages were arranged according to their rank, with the imperial physicians' carriages following behind them.
Then came the carriages of the eunuchs, maids, and servants; several people would squeeze into one carriage.
Although it's a bit crowded, it's still better than walking.
The imperial chefs' carriages were behind them.
The carriages behind the imperial chefs' carriages were the ones that carried the belongings of the various masters.
The chubby orange cat sat upright in the imperial carriage, glancing back every now and then through the window.
The road was as smooth as a mirror.
The wheels rolled forward, moving at a speed significantly faster than before.
This change made Big Fat Orange deeply appreciate the benefits of cement.
A slight smile of satisfaction appeared on his lips.
Then he turned to Su Peisheng, who was sitting side by side with the coachman, and said loudly:
"Using this cement to pave the road was definitely a wise move!"
I am truly pleased to see the journey proceeding so smoothly.
Upon hearing this, Su Peisheng quickly turned around, his face full of flattery, and echoed:
"Your Majesty is wise! This cement is a novel and unprecedented substance."
Now, its application to the paving of official roads not only benefits Your Majesty's travels.
More importantly, it will affect future trade and cargo transportation among ordinary people.
They will all undoubtedly benefit immensely from this.
The chubby orange cat nodded slightly in agreement, then said with a sigh:
"Yes, we were able to discover this cement entirely thanks to Fucha Honghan."
If it weren't for his discerning eye and meticulous research, I don't know how long it would have been before I could enjoy such a peaceful journey.
Su Peisheng seized the opportunity to flatter him:
"This precisely proves that Your Majesty is a wise and benevolent ruler!"
It is precisely because of a wise and enlightened monarch like you on the throne that
Only then can we attract pillars of talent like Lord Fucha to serve you!
The chubby orange cat was very pleased with Su Peisheng's flattery.
He immediately thought of Consort Fucha Peiyun, the Noble Consort who gave birth to Hongchang for him.
Since Hongchang came into the palace, one happy event after another has occurred.
"The Fucha family truly lives up to its reputation as a prominent clan; Fucha Honghan's son is quite promising."
Last time, Nian Gengyao even wrote a letter praising Fucha Honghan's eldest son for his outstanding performance in the army.
Big Fat Orange wasn't the only one praising the cement; everyone knows what the roads used to be like.
With this comparison, who wouldn't say that cement roads have advantages?
Only Fucha Peiyun showed little reaction to the cement-paved official road.
Fucha Peiyun carefully held Hongchang in her arms in the carriage.
Ye'er was fanning the two of them with a fan.
Throughout the journey, Fucha Peiyun kept all her attention focused on her beloved son.
They were afraid that he might experience motion sickness or other discomfort due to his unfamiliarity with riding in a horse-drawn carriage.
Fortunately, no, and the child was very well-behaved.
She stayed quietly in her mother's arms without crying or fussing.
The main thing is that Fucha Peiyun's cool and refreshing touch made Hongchang feel comfortable and not hot at all.
Naturally, he didn't cry or fuss, and was quite energetic.
The little one blinked its big, bright eyes, curiously looking around at everything.
Occasionally, she would let out a babbling sound, looking incredibly cute.
Seeing that her son was not unwell, Fucha Peiyun was relieved.
Looking at the person fanning themselves,
"You can fan yourself. Hongchang is fine, and I'm not hot either."
Seeing this, Ye'er stopped fanning herself.
"Your Majesty, ever since I started practicing the martial arts technique you bestowed upon me..."
My health is much better than before; now I'm neither bothered by the heat nor the cold.
As she said this, Ye'er's face was filled with gratitude and joy.
Fucha Peiyun nodded slightly, indicating her satisfaction:
"Very good, this means you've also entered the realm of this technique."
However, you must continue to study diligently and never slacken your efforts.
Ye'er nodded quickly and said, "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, this servant will certainly follow your instructions and dare not be negligent in the slightest."
Meanwhile, on the other side, the pregnant women—Feng Ruozhao, Cao Qinmo, Lü Yingfeng, Fangpin, Chun Guiren, and Lian Ying—were...
Throughout the journey, I was constantly on edge, fearing that I might experience motion sickness or other physical discomfort.
After all, being pregnant makes one more sensitive and delicate than the average person.
To their surprise, the journey went surprisingly smoothly, and none of their worries came to pass.
They assumed it was because the newly paved cement road was smooth.
Little did they know that this was all due to the effects of the fertility pills that Fucha Peiyun had given them.
The pregnant women were fine, but Cao Qinmo's daughter Wenyi and Lü Yingfeng's daughter Shuhe were not.
Wenyi and Shuhe were not as lucky as their mother.
Wen Yi was already physically weak and lacked exercise.
Although the journey wasn't too bumpy, it still made her feel unwell, and her face turned pale.
Cao Qinmo felt heartbroken, but she couldn't stop the convoy.
Seeing Wen Yi's condition, Cao Qinmo quickly instructed Yinxiu, who was beside her, to send someone to fetch the imperial physician.
Yinxiu called to a guard on horseback who was not far from their carriage and asked him to fetch the imperial physician.
Upon hearing this, the guard immediately turned his horse around and rode towards the carriage carrying the imperial physician.
He quickly found Wen Shichu and the others' carriage.
The guard tightened the reins and shouted:
"Imperial Physician Wen, Princess Wenyi is unwell. Please go and treat her immediately."
Upon hearing this, Wen Shichu quickly lifted the carriage curtain and came out with his medicine box.
The coachman slowed down slightly, and Wen Shichu got off the carriage.
He was then pulled onto the horse by the guard.
The two hurried towards the carriage where Wen Yi was.
Cao Qinmo was extremely anxious inside the carriage, constantly trying to comfort Wen Yi.
Before long, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard, and Wen Shichu hurriedly arrived.
After entering the car, he first composed himself, and then carefully examined Wen Yi's complexion.
The little princess's originally rosy and adorable face now appeared somewhat pale, and her brows were tightly furrowed.
Her little mouth was slightly open, and she occasionally let out a few whimpers.
Wen Shichu couldn't bear to see such a young child suffer like this.
He extended his right hand and gently placed it on Wen Yi's slender wrist, beginning to carefully take her pulse and diagnose her condition.
A moment later, Wen Shichu released his grip and let out a long sigh of relief.
He turned his head and said to Cao Qinmo with a smile:
"Your Highness, there's no need to worry too much. The little princess has only suffered a bit of a jolt, and her breathing is a little disordered."
"I have some calming and invigorating pills here. Your Majesty should give them to the little princess; her condition should improve."
Cao Qinmo was finally relieved.
Cao Qinmo took the pill and gently placed it into Wen Yi's slightly open mouth.
He then picked up the teacup beside him and gently fed her a few sips of water, helping Wen Yi swallow the pills smoothly.
Shortly after taking the pill, Wen Yi's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.
A sliver of color slowly returned to her pale face.
Before long, Wen Yi closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully, her even breathing clearly audible.
Upon seeing this, Wen Shichu excused himself and got out of the carriage. Soon after, the guard from before came over.
Just as they were preparing to send him back to the carriage where the imperial physicians were riding, Chanjuan called out from the carriage behind.
"Imperial Physician Wen, Princess Shuhe is also feeling unwell. Please come and take a look."
Upon hearing this, Wen Shichu paused, turned around, and walked towards Princess Shuhe's carriage.
Once in the car, Wen Shichu saw Princess Shuhe, looking listless, leaning on the shoulder of the heavily pregnant Lü Yingfeng.
Wen Shichu stepped forward and took Princess Shuhe's pulse again, carefully examining it.
Lu Yingfeng looked at him nervously and asked softly:
"Imperial Physician Wen, how is Shuhe?"
Wen Shichu released Shuhe's hand. "Your Highness Consort Xin, Princess Shuhe is just a little carsick."
"Your Highness, I have some motion sickness pills prepared. Take them and have a good sleep, and you'll feel much better."
Lü Yingfeng breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. Thank you for your help, Physician Wen."
News of the two princesses' illness quickly reached the ears of the chubby orange cat.
Big Fat Orange was very worried and hurriedly asked Su Peisheng.
"What about Shuhe and Wenyi? Is there any news about Wen Shichu?"
Su Peisheng: "Imperial Physician Wen has already taken the pulses of the two little princesses."
The two little princesses were only slightly unwell and had already taken their medicine and gone to sleep.
"That's good, but we still can't let our guard down. Give the orders."
Tell the people in the Imperial Hospital to keep a close eye on the two princesses' condition.
If there are any unusual changes, you must report to me immediately!
In addition, Consort Jing, Consort Jin, and several other pregnant consorts also require close attention.
There must be absolutely no negligence.
After a pause, the chubby orange cat thought of his most precious son, Hongchang.
As for his other son, Hongshi, he had long forgotten about him.
He only thought of his son when he saw Hongshi's schoolwork.
The chubby orange cat looked at Su Peisheng: "How is Prince Hongchang doing now? Is there anything amiss?"
Su Peisheng said:
"Your Majesty, as far as I know, the Sixth Prince is currently in good health and shows no signs of discomfort."
"All is well, Your Majesty, please rest assured."
The chubby orange cat nodded slightly after hearing this, a satisfied smile appearing on its face, and muttered to itself:
“That’s excellent. Hongchang is the healthiest of all my children.”
He has never been sick since he was born! He is truly blessed by God…
Big Fat Orange had high expectations for his son, Hongchang.
Good health, intelligent and quick-witted, perhaps...
As the sun began to set, Big Fatty Orange and the others finally arrived at the Old Summer Palace.
At this moment, the sunlight, as if diluted, softly bathed this ancient and mysterious garden.
It cast a faint golden glow over the entire garden.
The distant mountains appeared particularly magnificent in the afterglow of the setting sun.
It was as if a beautiful painting was unfolding before everyone's eyes.
Fucha Peiyun lifted the carriage curtain and saw the undamaged Yuanmingyuan.
I am very happy
This "Garden of Gardens" was destroyed by robbers.
It's truly hateful and regrettable.
Now that she's here, even though it's not the original world...
But as a Chinese person, no matter what world she lives in, she will never forget that she is Chinese.
She will not let that happen again.
Moreover, the Yuanmingyuan Garden will belong to her son in the future, and will eventually be passed down to her grandson or granddaughter.
The Old Summer Palace is a treasure of the Chinese people; how could it be destroyed by robbers?
Those who have committed blood debts should also pay with blood.
After entering the Yuanmingyuan, the dragon carriage of the big fat orange came to a stop.
Su Peisheng jumped down and stretched out his hand.
Big Fat Orange, supported by Su Peisheng's hand, slowly stepped down from the dragon carriage.
He stretched out his arms, loosening his somewhat stiff body.
Then I took a deep breath of the fresh, pleasant air.
Not long after, the carriages carrying Nian Shilan and the others who followed behind also arrived at their destination.
The personal maids of each master got out of the carriage first, and then carefully helped each master out of the carriage.
After everyone had safely disembarked from the vehicle,
Looking at the slightly tired group in front of him, the chubby orange cat spoke:
"Everyone has had a long and tiring journey today!"
"You should all go and rest for a while."
Upon hearing the Emperor's words, Nian Shilan, Fucha Peiyun, and the other concubines bowed their heads and responded in unison:
"Your Majesty's will be obeyed."
After saying that, the chubby orange turned around and walked steadily toward the direction of Jiuzhou Qingyan.
The Jiuzhou Qingyan Palace was an extremely important palace in the Yuanmingyuan Garden, with a grand scale and magnificent presence.
Whenever Big Fat Orange comes to the Old Summer Palace, it almost always chooses to stay at the Jiuzhou Qingyan (Nine Provinces Retreat) restaurant.