Back when she was a baby, it felt strange to be moved around. Meng Wanying didn't feel something was wrong until it was convenient.

【... Am I, should, maybe, probably, a little bit different from before? 】

"My son, come and smile with Er Niang." The gentle woman hugged Meng Wanying, the blurred vision of a newborn baby made her unable to see what the woman in front of her really looked like.

Now Meng Wanying understands without 998 explaining, Gouzi's revenge, huh.

It is not enough to say that it is a miserable life experience, but it was stolen as a meat ticket. After a night of war and chaos, Meng Wanying changed after a few months and became a little Taoist priest in Wuming Temple. The old Taoist gave him the name Ruyi and adopted him.

In this way, after five years in the Taoist temple, he ran around all over the mountains at a young age, and was finally found by someone who had been looking for him for many years.

"Xiao Daoist, what's your name?" The round man asked with a smile, followed by a group of excited people.

With a Taoist bun tied on top of her head, Meng Wanying raised her head and opened her eyes wide, biting her fingers pretending to be naive and said: "Why should I tell you? You haven't told me who you are yet?"

"You are Ruyi trail leader, am I right?" Fuquan bent down and smiled, and scratched Meng Wanying's nose.

"You already know who I am and you still ask, you are definitely not a good person."

Looking at the similar eyes of the two, she was sure that Fuquan was at least a relative. Meng Wanying turned her head and ran happily. When someone grabbed her hand and shaved her head, she was still thinking happily that I finally don't have to eat vegetables and tofu anymore. .

Ten years later, Dashilan, the capital city,

"Girl, are you okay?"

The fast horse was reined in time, and the two young men dismounted and asked the girl who was sitting on the ground.

When the people on the second floor heard the commotion, they leaned on the windows and looked down excitedly. As expected, they saw one of the teenagers below sneaking up with a big white eye.

Meng Wanying raised her eyebrows and waved at him with a smile, and touched her shiny forehead habitually. The golden retriever 998 lying on the ground gave him a speechless glance with her dog eyes.

After waiting for a long time after the commotion subsided, Meng Wanying finished her lunch and was trying to eat her afternoon tea when the door of the private room was pushed open from the outside, and the two young men who had just downstairs came in.

"I said He Min, are you born under the care of Marshal Tianpeng? I was taken aback by you when I paid the bill, why are you so edible?" Thirteen joked as soon as he walked in the door.

Meng Wanying took two more mouthfuls of pastry before she said in pain, "Hey, there's no other way, who made me starve to death in my previous life, so I have to eat it well in this life."

"Fourth brother, look at his appearance. It's the first time I've seen him so confidently while eating free food." Thirteen said in surprise.

"I don't think he looks like Marshal Tianpeng, but he looks like a bamboo bear in Shu." The fourth elder brother Yinzhen shook his head amusedly and said, "I sent someone to visit the eighth younger brother's mansion a few days ago. Could it be that the girl just now is You mean a foreign visitor?"

"Well, it's not all. Now her soul is not stable and her foundation is not strong, so she can easily be driven out of the Qing Dynasty. But I think, as long as she takes the medicine you just gave her, she will stay here."

Meng Wanying saw that Yinzhen was attracted by the 998 on the ground, she smiled and said: "If the fourth brother likes the old uncle, he can take him back to raise him for a while, I don't mind anyway."

Yinzhen pursed his lips and shook his head, saying: "A gentleman doesn't take what others like, your dog is very intelligent, don't let it go with others casually in the future, it will be sad." After saying that, he got a grateful dog's eyes.

"I'm not talking about you, why do you call this dog old uncle? It sounds weird." Thirteen said depressedly. He also likes this big dog with golden hair, but this name is not very good after all. called the exit.

"This is the name it gave itself, it likes it, don't you, old uncle?" 998 barked cooperatively, and Meng Wanying happily sandwiched a chili sesame cake for it, but Yinzhen shook her head to stop it.

"Dogs can't eat Chili Ma."

After speaking, he called Xiaoer to serve a plate of boiled meat and handed it under the dog's nose. 998 lowered his head and sniffed it without moving, then moved the dog's head to Meng Wanying's feet for petting.

"It's a good dog." Yinzhen said in a slightly regretful tone when he saw this, why didn't such a good dog belong to him.

"Baifu is also very good. They were all trained from Hemin's racecourse. What's the difference?" Thirteen said.

"Other people's dog training is to find someone to train them for two years, and then they can use it with confidence after getting rid of their hostility. But you are lucky. You use wild horses to train wild dogs. I don't know who taught you." Yinzhen pointed Xu nodded his head.

"My uncle is different from other dogs. It is a purebred golden retriever I bought from a Western businessman. Not to mention, many of the things that foreigners have are quite interesting, and my confidante loves them very much. "

Meng Wanying shook off the white fan in her hand, revealing the word "Chong Er" written in wild cursive on it, she touched her forehead with a flirtatious face, leaning on the chair without a proper shape.

Suddenly thinking of today's business, Meng Wanying changed the subject and said, "But I haven't asked you yet, how does it feel to be touched by a pretty chick?"

Yinzhen murmured: "In the street, she seemed to be seeking death on purpose, but now that I think about it, she looks more like betting against the sky." She is a ruthless character.

"Yo? Our fourth master can still see so many things with a quick glance?" Meng Wanying and Shisan said with smirks.

Yinzhen stared: "Hemin!"

"Hey! The little one is here." Knowing that fourth master has to stroke his hair, but can't help but want to tease him to change his face, this is also Meng Wanying and Shisan's bad taste.

"It's getting late and we should go back, He Min." Shisan said with an old-fashioned look on his face, "You are 16 years old this year and you are not too young. Don't spend all day in the garden, at least go to more serious places." Walk around, or else you really won't be able to find a wife."

"You just got married and are going to become a little old man like the fourth brother? It's so boring."

"I'm doing this for your own good. After all, I have a wife who can take care of your life. I only say that when you are a brother. Don't be ignorant of good and evil."

"Yes, yes, I will try my best, try my best, Thirteen Watches... Auntie." Before Thirteen Master's small universe was about to burn, Meng Wanying waved to 998, and one person and one dog hurried out of the restaurant.

Coming to the typical feudal society of the Qing Dynasty, it is not as convenient as walking in the rivers and lakes, where the identity of a girl is controlled by others everywhere.So after arriving here ten years ago, the system created a convenient identity for Meng Wanying who can walk sideways in the capital.

When Kangxi made a private visit on Weibo 15 years ago, thieves snatched away his lost child. This bastard son has been giving Kangxi a headache since he found it a few years ago.However, due to the changes in the court situation after many years, in order to stabilize the forces of all parties, they cannot recognize each other.

Now his identities on the surface are Aixinjueluo and Min, the young sons of Prince Yu's Fuquan family who have been taken away by masters to practice Taoism for many years since they were born.

Eight years ago, in an unnamed Taoist temple in a wild mountain in Suzhou, the free and savage Taoist leader Ruyi was finally found by Kangxi's people. As soon as he returned to the capital, he opened a theater full of women in an absurd way.

Under the overt and covert pampering of Kangxi and Fuquan, in the past few years, running dogs and cockfights have been wandering around without doing business, and there is no trace of a person who used to be a Taoist, which has also aroused some people in Beijing. guess.

For the past eight years, every July 25th, Meng Wanying would be quietly taken into the palace by someone to pay homage to Concubine Min, who died of illness and depression. Of course, there was also Kangxi's guilt towards Concubine Min, and his memory for her. The constant beautification of Concubine Min made him more and more unforgettable for Concubine Min as time passed.

Meng Wanying put on incense sticks and paid homage to the old woman who had no fate. She curled her lips and thought that people's hearts are like this. After all, in this world, every individual will be a bitch, regardless of gender.

In the winter of the 42nd year of Kangxi, before the palace banquet started, the Holy Majesty's decree had already been issued. All elder brothers who had reached the age of 16 were rewarded, including Meng Wanying who entered the palace as if she was joining in the fun with blessings.

He gave a big gift to thank him, and after a while, Shisi quietly touched him and said, "Congratulations, you are now Hemin Beizi, so you are not happy?"

"Aren't you already Master Beizi? Are you happy?" Meng Wanying toasted a glass of wine with Fuquan in his smiling eyes. The shoulders went to the elder brothers during the banquet.

"He Min, you are late, you should be punished." Thirteen sharp-eyed glanced at them and hurriedly called out.

"You can drink it, but...it's no fun if we drink like this." Meng Wanying turned her eyes, pointed at the imperial garden and said with a smile: "Why don't we use the plum blossoms in this garden as a question, and whoever finds one at this banquet A beauty comparable to flowers, and then recite such a sour poem, see? I have done all of this altar of Luzhou Laojiao, how about it?"

"Okay! I think you will lose today." Yin'e said confidently.

"Hey, tenth brother, are you so confident? Be careful to drink fine wine for me."

"He Min, you underestimate me too much, don't you? Although I can't read well, it's still no problem to recite poems from predecessors, and... I've already found a candidate for beauty."

The proud Yin'er didn't notice the rolling eyes of Lao Jiu beside her at all, smiled at Meng Wanying and pointed to a girl in pink who was sitting in the female family in the distance.

"Myna's sister-in-law, Miss Ruoxi."

"It turns out that she is the desperate thirteenth sister from before. She is a bit arrogant, not bad."

A few people were admiring the beautiful scenery in the distance, when Prince Yinreng heard the sound, he said with a smile: "All of you have been named by Huang Ama today, which means you are already an adult, why are you so childishly picking up girls?" home for fun."

Meng Wanying took a half step back: "He Min has met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"What is this for? Since you are the second uncle's son, you are also my brother. If that's the case, why bother to be so alien." Yinfeng said with a smile on his handsome face.

Yinzhen, who was by the prince's side, said: "Usually I see you look like a crab, but why do you become dizzy when you see the prince's second brother?"

"He Min doesn't dare to be presumptuous. After all, His Royal Highness has a high status, so naturally He Min can't be allowed to play around at will."

Meng Wanying respectfully said as if she had found her long-lost Dao Xin.

"What are you talking about? Let me listen too." Kangxi helped the Empress Dowager down to the table, and was very happy to see his elder brothers gathered together neatly.

"Huhuang Ama, I just said that the younger brothers are not too young, and it's time to get married." Yinfeng smiled after saluting.

Kangxi couldn't help thinking about it, that's right, these young sons are too old to get married, if they spend all day in the mansion with their concubines, wouldn't it be beautiful if the concubine was born earlier than the legitimate son?Besides, if he waits for Fujin to come in in the future, it will also affect the relationship between husband and wife.

Feeling that he had broken his old heart for the sake of his sons, Jinkou opened another imperial decree.

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