Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

The restaurant held a large round table that could easily seat a dozen people. It also had a large, rotating plate on top. Ziwei had it specially made, modeled after the tables in later restaurants. She preferred round tables to the long tables that signaled status in this era.

Everyone took their seats and praised the design highly.

Ziwei smiled gently, "We are all family, and today we can be considered as a proper acquaintance. Although there were some minor incidents just now, I believe it will not affect the relationship between us brothers and sisters. I hope everyone will give us guidance in the future."

"Sister Ziwei, Yongji said there will be a lot of delicious food in your house. Can I, can I eat with Yongji in the future?" Yongyan clenched her little hands tightly on her legs. She was shy and nervous and did not dare to look directly into her bright eyes.

I didn't expect that Emperor Qianlong's most talented eleventh son was so cute when he was little. His ears were so red that they almost bled. When he saw her looking at him, his little face almost buried under the table.

Yongji sat beside him and asked in confusion, "Eleventh Brother? Why are you looking down? Sister Ziwei said it's impolite not to look at the other person when talking. And Sister Ziwei is more beautiful than the fairies in the sky. Don't you like looking at her?"

Hearing this, Yongyan raised his head hesitantly and looked directly at Ziwei's face, but his eyes only flashed across her face and looked at the empty plate in front of her.

"I'm not afraid. My sister Ziwei is very beautiful, even more beautiful than my fourth sister."

He Jia, who was drinking water nearby, choked and asked rudely, "Eleventh Brother, isn't Fourth Sister pretty? I remember you always said Fourth Sister was the prettiest!"

Perhaps because someone familiar was talking to him, Yongyan stuck out his tongue at her and said, "Fourth sister, you are beautiful, but Sister Ziwei is more beautiful. She is an incomparable fairy in the sky, and you are a rich and beautiful flower in the world."

He Jia was furious and made two gestures at him with clenched fists.

Yongyan quickly shut up.

Everyone laughed quietly, and Fukangan gave him an admiring look, saying that this kid had good taste.

Ziwei suppressed a smile and looked at Hejia. This was Qianlong's fourth daughter, Princess Heshuo Hejia, who had married Fuheng's second son, Fulong'an, and was Fukang'an's second sister-in-law. She was a delicate and charming woman, considered a beauty. Because she was born with webbed fingers, resembling a Buddha's hand, she was nicknamed the "Buddha's Hand Princess."

But unfortunately, she died at the age of 23, and no one knows the reason.

"Sister Hejia is very beautiful. You are known to the common people as the 'Buddha's Hand Princess'. After dinner, Fu Kang'an and I will examine you. The Qing Dynasty will depend on our joint efforts to help the Emperor become even stronger."

Qianlong had many sons and daughters, but only a few of them survived. Except for the barbecued pork of Yongqi, the others looked pretty good.

Yong Zhang stared blankly at the table. What future did an unpopular prince have? The emperor didn't want to see him at all.

"Yeah! Sister Ziwei is so awesome! I must become a great general and expand the territory of the Qing Dynasty several times over so that every citizen can have a farm. They don't have to farm for the rich anymore. They work so hard all year round and still barely save a penny. They have to scrimp and save all day. They are so pitiful."

Yongji stood up, waved his little fists, and spoke in a strong and powerful voice, without any trace of the listless look he had a few months ago.

The Yongzhang brothers stared at him blankly. Was this still the little Twelve they knew? When did he become so imposing?

"Twelfth brother, I don't want to be a general. I want to be a calligrapher and help the emperor compile books such as documents." Yongyan was also infected and stood up, but his aura was much weaker than Yongji's, and he looked like he had no confidence.

Ziwei narrowed her eyes, looking at the wooden expressions on the faces of the older princes, and sighed inwardly. They seemed numb to the life before them. It was all because of Qianlong's always partial heart. When he doted on the fifth prince, he didn't see the other princes at all. Now, he only had eyes for the twelfth prince.

Unlike the joyful atmosphere here, Yongqi left the Lama Temple in anger and regretted his decision a hundred meters away. If the Emperor heard about this, he would probably be even more dissatisfied with him. However, it was impossible for him to go back and give in to that bitch Ziwei now.

Fulkang's nose twitched. How could he not know what the Fifth Prince was thinking? He glanced at Ertai, who was distracted, and whispered in Yongqi's ear, "Fifth Prince, why don't we go straight to Xiaoyanzi? That way, when the Emperor asks about it later, he won't blame you."

This was a good idea. The Emperor loved Xiaoyanzi so much, he would surely be worried if he knew she was missing. If I could find Xiaoyanzi, he wouldn't blame me for not going to Ziwei's house to celebrate. I'd also like to move out of the palace in a few days, so I could invite Ziwei there too.

He patted Erkang's shoulder appreciatively and asked, "When was the last time you saw Xiaoyanzi? Hasn't she returned to the palace in the past few days? Why hasn't anyone in the palace reported on Xiaoyanzi's whereabouts?"

"I'm not surprised that no one in the palace mentioned Xiaoyanzi. The Empress and Ziwei are so powerful now, who would be so blind as to say this to the Emperor? Besides, it's not certain whether someone deliberately intercepted the news." Falcon sneered. He knew a thing or two about the routines of the palace.

Ertai echoed, "That day, Xiaoyanzi brought an injured girl to our house, and then she left alone. The girl has been recuperating here for the past few days. My mother said that she and Xiaoyanzi bumped into each other on the road, and Xiaoyanzi felt bad about it, so she brought the girl here to recuperate. After she left our house, there has been no news of her since."

Hearing this, Yongqi seemed to be thinking about something. "You guys go look for Xiaoyanzi wherever she might be. I'll find some people to help. We'll meet at the Huibin Building when the time comes."

After arranging their respective search routes, the three of them separated.

At this moment, the little swallow huddled in the corner, staring blankly at the swallows flying in the air. She was also a little swallow, so why couldn't she fly?