Thousands of Li Rivers and Mountains, Fireworks and Fireworks in Qingchuan

Ruge couldn't hide his excitement, "That's exactly what the slave wants to say, the little elder brother actually hit the bull's-eye at twenty paces away!"

Qianlong stood up in surprise, "What? Is what you said true?"

Ruge said seriously, "I dare not make fun of this kind of thing."

It may not be uncommon for a beginner to draw a bow, but a child can hit the red heart when he hits the target, and it is still twenty steps away, but it is indeed the first time I have seen it.You must know that these are the results that ordinary people may not be able to achieve after practicing for several months.Three elements of shooting: power, aiming and firing.

Needless to say about strength, there is no front sight on cold weapons, and aiming depends on eyesight and many times of practice. This is not something a child with a good mind can get right.There is a term called intentional aiming, unintentional firing.It means that all aiming actions should be kept unchanged when firing, so as to avoid causing aiming errors and affecting the accuracy of shooting.These elements put together can create a perfect shot, and Qianlong is absolutely sure that his son has never touched a bow and arrow since he was a child, which means that the child is indeed a genius.

If Yongxie knew that he had received such a high evaluation, he would definitely smile wryly. There is no genius in the world. His reputation as a sharpshooter in the army back then was not achieved through hard work.Although the body has changed, the feeling is still there, and the gun and the arrow are also similar, so naturally his aim is better than others.

After all, Qianlong was a generation of emperors. After the initial shock, he quickly calmed down and analyzed the pros and cons in his mind.Solemnly said: "It seems that the fourth elder brother is really talented, I want you to teach him with all your strength, can you do it?"

Ruge took a step forward resolutely, "I will do my best and fulfill my mission!"

Qianlong smiled with satisfaction, and waved his hands to reward Lu Ge with a thousand taels of gold.Besides his pride as a father, he was so excited because of other reasons.Although the Qing Dynasty is a magnificent country, it is accompanied by internal and external troubles. There are remnants of Galdan in the north waiting for opportunities to move, and southern Xinjiang is not peaceful.He is in urgent need of trustworthy generals and talents to defend the territory and open up borders for him.

The men in Aixinjueluo's family were all suspicious, and the emperor became even more suspicious. Military power is a sensitive word.If his own son led the army, he would have no scruples, and even if there were, it would be within the control range.Although Yongxie is small, he can grow up slowly, and there is always room for him to use his skills.Qianlong was an ambitious emperor, and he was sure and sure that after Yongxie grew up, he would be able to fight.

In fact, this kind of thinking is exactly in line with Yongxuan's heart.He considers himself a person who is afraid of trouble, and rather than dealing with courtiers in the officialdom of the capital, he would rather lead the army to fight.The father and son didn't know that their thoughts were so similar at this time.

Let’s talk about Yongxuan’s journey of going out early and returning late to study. He went to the study room where his elder brother studied two points and one line, and he studied everything very seriously.Knowledge is power, he is well known for his self-knowledge, when it comes to conspiracies and tricks, he will never be the most attractive one, he is not even as good as a young man who grew up in the court since he was an acquired prince.He is still young now, and Concubine Jia's relatives are not dignitaries, their only support is Qianlong's favor.Learning knowledge can not only please the elders but also increase capital, so why not do it.

That day Yongzhang left school, took his notes in Manchu and happily ran to Dongsan Institute.He had waited a long time for his younger brother to go to school, and now he finally felt that being an older brother would come in handy.Regardless of Yongzhang's frail body and military strength, he is a small talent in literature.He was able to write poems and prose at a young age. Although the masters didn't say it, they knew it in their hearts. The third brother's homework was sometimes better than that of the eldest brother.

The two children were sitting on the kang in Yongxuan's bedroom, with their respective textbooks and a few posters on the small table in front of them.This kind of pattern is not unfamiliar, when Yongxie was still living in Chengqian Palace, the two often played the game of teacher and student like this.But that is only a game in the eyes of outsiders, Yongzhang teaches seriously every time, and Yongxuan also tries to understand the affairs of this era through the mouth of the third brother.

While writing his homework, Yongzhang instructed Yongxuan to make a post.After a new semester of one month, Yongxie feels that he can manage what he has learned so far.If there was anything that gave him a headache, it would be the profligate words.

He was fed round on weekdays, and even his little hands were full of flesh. There was no sense of aesthetics when he was writing, it looked like a small white bun was worn on a chopstick.Temporary posting is a necessary means to practice calligraphy well.If you don't write a post, just write according to your own ideas, it will be impossible to get on the road.The master in the study room prepared for him a set of rubbings of Liu Gongquan's "Shence Military Stele", which is very suitable for a child like him who has no foundation to copy.

He wrote conscientiously, and always felt that his handwriting was much different from Liu Gong's, and the difference between cloud and mud was too obvious.Yongzhang finally couldn't see it anymore, put down his textbook and stepped forward to guide: "Xiao Sier, pay attention to lifting and pressing when writing. When you press the pen down to write, the strokes will be thicker, and when you lift it up, the strokes will be finer. Lines with different thicknesses. The written characters look good."

Yongxie did as he said, the effect is really better, but it is still a long way to go, I don't know whether to comfort Yongzhang or myself, "I, practice slowly!"

There was a moment of silence in the room, and the two children were concentrating on doing their own things.Time passed slowly, and the palace staff had already changed the snacks and tea several times.In the evening, Xuehui saw that the two of them should be tired from studying, so she lifted the curtain and came in, and said with a smile: "Master, the concubine Jia said that spring is coming, and the master is growing up, so I'm afraid I won't be able to wear last year's regular clothes. , order the slaves to make you some new clothes before changing your clothes. The empress also said that if the third elder brother likes something, he will make it together. The two brothers will look good when they are dressed in the same pair. Garment Bureau My aunts are waiting in the yard, masters, do you want to take a look now?"

Yongzhang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he took a look at Yongxuan's delicate face and the same clothes!When children treat their buddies, they always hope that all aspects are exactly the same, so as to reflect the close relationship between them.Seeing him winking at her constantly, Yongxie laughed to herself, no matter how steady she was, she was still just a doll under ten years old, and she would be happy when she heard new clothes.Yongxuan comforted Yongzhang and ordered people to come in.

After a while, Xue Huijin brought several older palace ladies, each holding a piece of satin of a different color in their hands.Apricot red, moon white, crimson purple, silver gray, sapphire blue, apricot yellow... more than a dozen colors, all of which are bright colors, compared with the custom-made prince's clothes, they are more childlike and bright.

A big man like Yongxuan doesn't care what he wears, as long as Yongzhang has chosen the color, he will make a complete copy.Yongzhang was very interested in the same clothes as his younger brother. After measuring the size, he discussed the style and details with the court ladies.Yong Xun listened with a smile, and sometimes only responded lightly when asked about him.It's because he really doesn't have much research on clothing, he always wears whatever he wants, before it was Concubine Jia who finalized the style, and made the ready-to-wear for him.

When it was getting dark, the people in the garment room dispersed, and the two children were already growling with hunger.Put Yongzhang's food in his room, and the two continued to do their homework after eating.Who told them to accept the strictest prince education, and the teacher was merciless when leaving homework.

Fearing that someone in the house would disturb the studies of the two princes, the palace people were sent away.When Xuehui came back from her busy schedule, she saw that the two elder brothers had fallen asleep cuddling each other.Xiao Yongxuan was pillowed on Xiao Yongzhang's lap, and Xiao Yongzhang's hand was placed on Xiao Yongxuan's head, as if he was gently stroking his younger brother before falling asleep.

They are really two lovely children. During the day, they deal with people and things like adults, and when they are asleep, they are as cute and amiable as the boys under the seat of Guanyin.Xuehui was a little bit reluctant to call them, but sleeping in clothes would be very tiring, and waking up in such a posture would also cause a neck pain in the morning.

She gently recruited someone to help her remove the clothes for the two children.The two children were really woken up, and after seeing that they were familiar palace people, they wanted to continue to sleep in a daze.Now the two of them were placed side by side on Yongxie's big bed, with the same long jade pillow, and stuffed into a quilt.After Xuehui took care of the two of them, she retreated lightly. She had to go to the next door in person to inform the people in the East Second Institute that the third elder brother rested here today.

On the second day, Yongzhang woke up automatically according to his usual habits, but he was startled when he opened his eyes, and he couldn't help breathing lightly.It turned out that Xiaosi'er's fragrant sleeping face was next to him, and their faces were so close that he could feel the temperature of the child's breath.Yongzhang blinked, remembering that the two of them were reading very late last night.I fell asleep unconsciously when I was tired.

Yongzhang got up and carefully looked at his younger brother's sleeping face curiously.The little child, with a face as big as a palm, was sleeping soundly, like the golden cat that my mother once raised.That was his only playmate in childhood before the age of six, but that cat always likes to explode, especially when Yongzhang disturbs it to sleep.Erniang was afraid that he would be scratched, so she cut its nails.Now that I think about it, the Maomi in my memory is not as cute as my younger brother.

He stretched out a finger, and lightly poked Yongxuan's cheek.Yongzhang promised that it was only a light touch, but it made the child's cheeks turn red.Yongzhang was so distressed, he wanted to rub but was afraid of waking him up.I had no choice but to get down on the knees and get closer to blow to Xiao Yongxuan.

It's so cute to see the child's small nose move slightly with breathing.Xiao Yongzhang covered his mouth and smirked twice, took his little braid from behind, and wrapped it lightly around Yongxuan's nose twice with the tip of his hair.Sure enough, when he saw the child with eyes closed and wrinkled nose, he immediately stopped his hands, and continued to tease him when he saw that the child hadn't woken up. closer.But he was not so lucky this time. There is a saying that is a bit vulgar, but it is the real truth, referred to as the truth: it is not that the time has not come.

Yong Xun only felt that there was a mosquito circling around his face in a half-dream and half-awake state. He was already sleepy and naturally he would not think about why there were mosquitoes at the end of winter.He just slapped down, and the world was quiet.When he woke up, Yongzhang was looking at him with tears in his face.

The child had never been so wronged before, and Yongxie felt distressed all of a sudden, and hurried over to see where he was covering, there was a red spot, and asked with concern: "Third brother, have you been bitten by mosquitoes too?" ?”

Yongzhang swallowed, and continued to complain with his big eyes blinking.