The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

In the past, when meeting Mongolian princes at Mulan Paddock, Kangxi always brought the crown prince or other princes, and there was a rule about who would toast. However, Yinzhen's sons were still young, and Changning was even more reluctant to let them drink at such a young age, so when Hongyan stood up, the cup was filled with water.

Looking at the Third Prince, who is still young but already very graceful in his every move, all the Mongolian princes and dukes understand clearly in their minds that it seems that the Emperor has chosen this potential dragon.

They also went to see the Third Prince. To mention other things, during the previous rebellion of Yunsi, it was this Third Prince who, although still young, took up his gun and mounted his horse and turned the tide, leaving an indelible impression on everyone.

Seeing everyone gathering around Hongyan, Yinzhen also wanted to test his character and ability to handle things.

Although Hong Yan was young, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and had the dignity of a royal family. Moreover, he was dignified yet friendly in his interactions and conversations, and he knew how to strike a good balance, which made the Mongolian princes and dukes who were old enough to be his fathers dare not underestimate him.

Yinzhen nodded secretly in his heart.

Honghui looked at Hongyan chatting with everyone in the front, surrounded by a group of people. The emperor's admiration was too obvious.

If it was before, he would definitely feel a little uncomfortable. But looking at this bowl of sweet date soup, his restless heart suddenly calmed down.

He remembered what his father had told him before, his mother's last words before she died, which was that he should live a rich and stable life, live a smooth and happy life, and not suffer anymore.

He suddenly felt relieved.

If you can’t compare to Hongyan, then so be it.

Whether in literature or martial arts, he has never been a match for Hong Yan, and his status as the eldest son, which he was once proud of, is now gone.

He had no chance of winning against Hong Yan.

The Ulanara clan has completely fallen.

He let out a long sigh, watching the bonfire slowly rising, giving people warmth, which was particularly bright in the dark night. On the high ground were his half-brothers snuggling with Chun'e Niang, a loving mother and filial sons, a happy family.

Perhaps, listening to his mother's words is the greatest filial piety he can do.

He had to protect the Ulanara clan. He couldn't just fight with an egg against a rock. He couldn't let his mother's family fall into despair. If he just fought for power and profit, it would only speed up their decline. Honghui was never stupid. He saw things clearly.

The night on the grassland is both lively and bright.

Hong Zhao was extremely happy to see his brother shine at the banquet, but this kind of drinking and feasting did not appeal to him much, and he had only learned Mongolian well enough now, so he had no interest in appreciating the singing and dancing. He preferred to eat the barbecue here.

However, he ate too much meat and felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, so he said goodbye to Changning and went to the toilet alone. Changning reminded him not to just eat meat, but to eat more vegetables.

Hong Zhao is now very strong. Although he can eat meat, he does not look fat. It is because he practices martial arts every day. He is like a strong calf.

He held his stomach, unable to bear his mother's nagging any more, and anxiously jumped up and down: "Mom, I won't talk to you anymore, it will come out soon! I'm leaving first!"

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Changning felt anxious for him when she saw his expression.

Hongzhao ran away in a flash. Changning was worried, so he ordered Chuxue to find two eunuchs to follow him.

After the orgasm, Hong Zhao felt much better. It seems that he should control his meat intake a little in the future. He feels that he can kill Hong Qing by sitting on his butt.

Thinking of that kid Hongqing, Hongzhao's fists hardened. He listened to his mother and tried to suppress the kid's arrogance, but he knew that the kid shamelessly hid behind his elder brother and laughed at himself for only being able to use brute force.

ridiculous!

He doesn't even have brute strength!

That weakling will be punished when he gets back!

We have to think of a plan.

He walked while thinking, but he felt that the comings and goings and the singing and dancing at the banquet were boring and not as beautiful as the scenery on the grassland.

So he simply found a small hill with open terrain, lay down, and when he looked up, he could see the sky full of stars.

"So beautiful..." Hong Zhao murmured. It was rare to see such beautiful stars in the capital. Even if there were, they were not as bright as this. Now, all the astronomy taught by the Master, which he had not understood before, and the stars were all imprinted in his mind.

He was trying to distinguish which one was the Big Dipper and which one was the Azure Dragon, but suddenly he heard a rustling sound and he immediately became alert.

Hong Zhao, who had experienced swordplay, treason and rebellion, was extremely sharp. He gradually bent his body, wanting to capture the newcomer in one fell swoop, while still thinking in his mind how to quickly inform the emperor and others.

The rustling sound was getting closer and closer. All the nerves in his body were tense, his blood was roaring, and there was an inexplicable excitement. He was going to face the enemy alone, and he could do it.

"Hey!" A figure suddenly jumped out and shouted. In a flash, Hong Zhao immediately pounced on the man and grabbed his throat, pinning him to the ground. He raised his hand and was about to draw his sword, wanting to kill the man, but he heard a crisp female voice.

"Ouch! You hit me!"

"Huh?" Hong Zhao was stunned for a moment. The stars were very bright. Under the starlight, he could see the face of the girl under him very clearly. The familiar name was on his lips.

But he opened his mouth and...

"What's your name?"

The little girl was also stunned. The next second she was so angry that she screamed: "Ahhhhhh! You bad guy! You actually forgot about me! You boastful boy! You are defeated!"

Hong Zhao quickly let her go and saw that she was dressed like a Mongolian girl. Her eyes were particularly bright, like the stars above her head. She was beautiful, but her temperament was extremely aggressive.

"You bad guy! Worse than the wolves on the grassland!" Naritai was furious. She had seen Hongzhao a long time ago, and thinking about the bet they made last time, he still owed her a dog bark!

So she thought it would be fun to sneak up on him and give him a scare.

It was because he shot himself in the last archery competition.

But this stupid lamb actually forgot everything about himself!

Naritai is going to explode!

Of course Hongzhao remembered her. He still had the bracelet she gave him on his hand. She was the first friend he had ever made on the grassland, and he valued his friends very much.

"I remember you! I really remember you!"

Naritai rolled her eyes at him, stood up, dusted herself off, and looked straight at him: "So what's my name?"

"Uh... it's too hot!"

Naritai was furious again, and Hongzhao quickly raised his right hand: "Look, look! I have been wearing the bracelet you gave me! It's just that your name is too hard to remember."

When Naritai saw the familiar bracelet, she calmed down her anger and snorted coldly.

"Remember! My name is Naritai!"