Midnight

When class was about to end, Qianlong came to the upper study room, and he wanted to check on the study of his sons.Yong Qi is useless, and he has to choose an excellent one to teach beside him.He was almost fifty, and he didn't know how long he would live, so it was time to get ready.

As always, I asked a few questions roughly, but Qianlong didn't find anything outstanding. Should it be said that these people are dull or that they are really good at keeping a low profile?Just still not enough, right?It is good to be wise and protect one's life, but is it really possible to respond to all changes without change?Qianlong smiled, pretending not to see the desire for power in the eyes of the fourth, sixth, and eleven eyes.It's still too tender!

If there is no Little Swallow, maybe Yong Qi will really be the best choice.Unfortunately, there is no if.

After school, Yong Xing automatically stuck to Qianlong's side, and left together under the jealousy, envy or hatred eyes of the crowd.

"Ama, let's go out of the palace, okay?" Yong Xin said coyly.Well, when Uncle Wu died, Ama must be very sad, and it must be very hard to pretend to be smiling!

"Does Yongzheng want to go out of the palace?" Qianlong raised his eyebrows, vaguely remembering that he seemed to have such thoughts when he was young, but it is a pity that he is different from Hongzhou, he always maintains the demeanor of Prince Bao, and cannot make mistakes step.He didn't want to end up in the same fate as his predecessor, Hongshi.

"think."

"Okay, while it's still early, Ama will take you for a stroll!" Qianlong was in a good mood and decided to make up for his childhood life, and asked someone to go to the House of Internal Affairs to change into casual clothes and leave the palace.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Ji Xiaolan looked out of the hall from time to time: The emperor asked him to come over to ask questions, so he should come, right?

The streets in the capital are still as lively as ever, but Yong Xin is not in the mood to watch.It's not that he cares much about Hong Zhou's life and death, it's just that he, Ama, is always smiling.Mr. Ji said that people will be sad when they are extremely happy, and they will laugh when they are extremely sad. This is an abnormal phenomenon. Some people just go crazy because they are too shocked and cannot accept the facts.

"Yongzhen, what's the matter, aren't you happy?" Qianlong signaled the guards beside him to buy a bunch of candied haws, which he remembered that children like very much.

"master!"

"En." Qianlong took the candied haws and handed it to Yongzhen's mouth, "Try it?"

"Hmm." Yong Xin absent-mindedly took the candied haws, licked them, his eyes lit up, the taste was good.But... He looked at the smug smile on Qianlong's mouth, and his eyes darkened again.

"Of course, when you encounter such a thing, you just need to let him vent it, and then slowly persuade him. Venting? For example, yelling, beating, overeating and so on are more important, and it varies from person to person!" Ji Xiaolan said Once again emerged from Yong Xin's mind.roar?Ama wouldn't be so careless.Hit someone?With his small body... then—"Ama, eat!" The bitten candied haws was returned to Qianlong's mouth.

Qianlong looked at Yongzhen's red lips covered with sugar powder, his eyes darkened, took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and said, "Ama won't eat, Yongzhen will!" Are you unhappy?

Yong Xin shook his head and held it up very stubbornly.

Qianlong frowned, and bit off the half of the hawthorn with Yongzhen's hand. I don't know if it was his illusion, but the candied haws were not as sweet as he hated.

"Okay, let's eat forever!"

"Then Ama isn't smiling?"

"????"Why?Qianlong's smile froze on his face. When did his smile become so disgusting? "Why can't you laugh?"

Yongzhen watched Qianlong put away his smiling face little by little, and nodded in satisfaction: "As expected, let it out!"

Just let it out, huh?Qianlong's dull eyes moved to the candied haws. He felt that he was really old and couldn't understand the thoughts of young people.

"Then, Ama, let's go to the funeral!"

"What funeral?" Qianlong asked reflexively.

"Uncle Fifth!"

Qianlong was stunned for a moment, then remembered what he had forgotten. His younger brother entered the palace yesterday and asked him for pocket money to comfort his fragile heart. After failing, it seemed that he wanted to hold some kind of funeral.It's just... "Yong Xin, who told you that your fifth uncle is dead?" He thought he understood Yong Xin's thoughts...

"My cousin said so."

"Cousin?" Hong Zhou's family has eight sons.There are quite a few other princes who can be called cousins ​​by Yong Xin.Qianlong rubbed the center of his brows, "Who told you to 'vent'?" Did you rely on half a candied haws to save your life?What a mistake!Qianlong directly threw the candied haws in his hand to the guards behind, he didn't want to see this thing again.

"Mr. Ji said that. Mr. Ji is so smart, and... Ama is really all right." Yong Xin's eyes were shining brightly.

"Really?" Qianlong almost lost his breath when he heard that, what's wrong?He was fine, okay?Did he still think that he would become so bad?

"That's right, that's right, Yong Xi doesn't want Ah Ma to become a lunatic!"

madman?discipline!dawn!Lan!You are indeed the number one talented scholar in the Qing Dynasty!

And Hirohiro!Why don't you simply order me to die, won't everything be fine?

Qianlong, you have vented your anger.

Qianlong gritted his teeth, and decided to take Yongzhen to see his fifth uncle's funeral, and by the way, recognize who is trustworthy and who is not!

Qianlong took Yongzhen and the accompanying guards directly into the main gate of Prince He's mansion, and scared away several ministers who came to give gifts. Go to the banquet at the mansion, give some gifts, it's all for the face of the prince.But, that's the emperor, right? Right?

"Hey, fourth brother, you are here!" When Qianlong entered the door, Hong Zhou was sitting in the coffin and eating noodles. A few "orphans and widows" in plain clothes were crying sadly opposite the coffin, and there were also a few "filial sons" beside the coffin. Drink tea and eat snacks there, and by the way, apply boiled eggs on the eyes to reduce swelling.

"Did you see it?" Qianlong lowered his head and said to Yongzheng. "That's your dead fifth uncle!"

"Ah!" Yongzheng nodded, and as soon as he turned his eyes, he found Yongzheng from the pile next to him drinking tea, "He told me that!"

Qianlong looked over, should he really be Hong Zhou's son?Just as unruly as him, he was lying on the table, and someone gave him tea and snacks while rubbing his shoulders and back.

"Fourth brother, it's rare for you to come and see my younger brother!" Hong Zhou "slipped—" swallowed the noodles in his mouth, and crawled out of the coffin, with three points of casualness, three points of unruly and four points of respect. Qianlong saluted, then touched Yongzhen's head, and said, "This is the little twelfth, right? Thanks to fourth brother, you hid him so well, why didn't I see him today?"