The greatest emperor of all time? Even in modern times, he still has to work!

Pinyuzizi and Sizi were thinking about Li Chengqian coming to take them horseback riding, so they sat obediently on the small bench at the door, holding their little faces and waiting. Fusu didn't have to worry about it, so he packed up the pancake stall and thought about the idea of ​​playing the xiao. Was it a little uncompetitive? After all, Li Chengqian directly brought a white horse, which attracted the attention of Qi Xi and Murong Zhaozhao, and the three of them had no chance to express their ideas.

From this we can see that modern people seem to prefer Li Chengqian's direct and bold methods and means, and his talent does not seem to be very good.

"Big horse~ is coming~" Little Yuzaizai stood up excitedly, his little hands clenched into fists, and his bulging belly sounded very excited.

Little Sizi waved to Li Chengqian who was riding a horse: "Brother, Jie Li~"

Zhuiyun slowly stopped at the entrance of the supermarket. Li Chengqian dismounted first and extended his hand to Murong Zhaozhao on the horse.

To be honest, Murong Zhaozhao felt very moved. She covered her heart with her hands, feeling sweet and bright.

"Brother Li, if you follow this routine today, your business will definitely be booming!"

Li Chengqian's ears turned red when Murong Zhaozhao said this: "Chengqian will definitely do his best!"

"Well done!"

Murong Zhaozhao stretched out her hand, and Li Chengqian easily held her waist and replaced the person.

Qi Xi also followed Yinreng.

“Zhao Zhao, I definitely took beautiful photos!”

Yinreng stopped the car without saying a word and looked at Li Chengqian with a hint of resentment in his eyes.

Li Chengqian smiled proudly, as if the sun was shining brightly.

Yinreng: Just wait! I will bring ten horses tomorrow! We Manchus grew up on horseback.

Li Chengqian didn't care about Yinreng. He turned around and picked up Pinyuzi and Xiao Sizi on the horse and took the two children for a stroll around the scenic area.

The shops that were open along the way were all very rare, and many people took photos and said hello. Pinyuzaizai and Xiaosizi held their chins high, looked very cute and cocky.

On the other side, in the supermarket, Murong Zhaozhao was selecting photos for her circle of friends. To be honest, her best friend’s photography skills were really good.

Qi Xi was discussing with Zhu Biao and others.

Zhu Biao took out a prince's seal, Fusu took out a xun, and Yinreng took out a booklet.

Qi Xi looked at it and thought about it. It should be something useful for business. They could bring it over. However, even if it was a bug, could she use it and collect cultural relics...

【Can't!!!!】

[Host Mommy, I will always monitor you! ]

[The things they brought here will disappear with them after get off work! ]

Qi Xi's head hurt because of the noise from the system.

Got it, got it!

"Yinreng, I understand theirs, but what is yours?"

Yinreng was a little embarrassed: "This is the method my brothers wrote for me. I came in a hurry this morning and I haven't read it yet."

Yinreng suddenly felt that his preparations seemed inadequate compared to those of others.

Will Sister Qi think that he is not serious?

Qi Xi didn't think Yinreng was not serious when he heard this, but said in surprise: "Will there be Emperor Yongzheng's calligraphy? I want to see it!"

Yinreng nodded quickly: "Yes, except for my eldest brother who is not here, even the word Thirteen is there!"

"There's also the signature of the Executive Vice Emperor? He should be only three or four years old now!" Qi Xi was so surprised. The Fourth Master and the Thirteenth Master were simply the oldest couple she had ever supported. She was young at that time and didn't understand why she liked to see the Fourth Master and the Thirteenth Master in the same frame.

Yinreng felt a little jealous when he saw Qi Xi’s surprised expression. He was the only crown prince of the Qing Dynasty, and his handwriting was taught by his father the emperor himself, so it was very good!

"Yes, Thirteen is over three years old now."

Qi Xi took the booklet from Yinreng's hand, opened it, and the smile on his face froze suddenly. He turned to look at Yinreng with some sympathy in his eyes.

"Well, actually you don't have to sacrifice so much!"

"Hehe, it's worth sacrificing for our business!" Yinreng said casually to express his loyalty.

Qi Xi's expression was hard to describe. Zhu Biao and Fusu were curious and came over to take a look. Then they looked at Yinreng with admiration in their expressions.

Yinreng then realized something was wrong and asked tentatively, "Can I take a look?"

Qi Xi nodded and stuffed the booklet back into Yinreng's hand. He moved so quickly that it seemed as if the booklet was hot.

Yinreng suddenly felt that the booklet was very heavy. He swallowed and opened it with the last glimmer of hope, like a hero cutting off his own arm.

My heart suddenly died!

Sure enough, my younger brother is not a good person! ! ! !

"Sister Qi, no, I'm not..."

Qi Xi avoided it without any expression, and smiled awkwardly: "Well, for now, just rest assured and make pancakes. You don't need to do anything else. We always need someone to do practical work, right? Come on!"

As he finished speaking, Qi Xi had already run out of the supermarket and rode on his electric scooter.

"I still have to go to work. Brother Zhu, Brother Fu, you can do whatever you want with your talents! You can try it today!"

"Okay, Sister Qi, please slow down~" Zhu Biao waved his hand, then looked at Yinreng with a little sympathy, shook his head gently, patted Yinreng's shoulder, and went to get busy.

Seeing this, Fusu didn't know whether to leave or not, because this was his pancake partner.

"Yinreng, you are still young. Don't you know that life is actually very short and will pass by quickly?"

Yinreng almost crumpled the booklet in his hands, and forced a smile: "Well, thank you!"

"You're welcome." Fusu was also embarrassed.

Yinreng wanted to greet his brothers’ eight generations of ancestors in his heart, but they were also his ancestors. It was really frustrating!

Ahhh! I'm so angry!!

Yinreng wanted to throw away the booklet in his hand, but was afraid that someone else would pick it up. However, he felt uncomfortable keeping it. This thing was now like a hot potato.

Go back and beat up those brats!

Take off all your clothes and beat him!

"Yinreng, I pushed the stall out!" Fusu moved the cart to the door. Now some old men and women who had woken up early had come to buy things.

"Hey, Xiao Ai, you are still here. Xiao Su is in a fire!" An old man walked into the supermarket slowly with his hands behind his back, and saw Yinreng still in the supermarket, so he asked.

"Okay, I'll be there right away!" Yinreng threw and took the booklet back and forth several times, and finally put it in his arms.

This thing can't be picked up by others!

In the Qing Dynasty, several princes in the Shangshufang couldn't stop sneezing, except Yinzhen and Yinyou.

"Myna, why do I feel so cold?" Yinzhen rubbed his arms, thinking that it was not right. It was hot today, and he had added two more ice basins to the study.

"I feel so too!"

Yinsi frowned, with a bad feeling in his heart. Then, he turned around and asked, "Ninth brother, is the booklet you gave to my second brother the one we wrote yesterday?"

Yinzhen suddenly avoided his gaze and said, "Of course it is!"

Yinsi could see it: "Tell the truth!"

Yinzhen bit his lip and lowered his head: "No, I changed it to the strange picture of my second brother in women's clothing that Xiaoshi and I drew..."

"You! Which one?" Yinsi was so mad at Yinlu that he knew his second brother would definitely beat them when he came back.

"All, all, everything."

"The one where you kissed the Emperor..."

"Yes……"

Finished!