Midnight

Gone again!Qianlong sat on the rattan chair outside the bedroom and watched Yongxin jump up and down, ignoring him and jumping out the door.I must be looking for Ji Xiaolan again!

The weather has cleared up, although the road is not very dry, but the little swallow who can't bear the loneliness still pulls Ziwei, Yong Qi and the group go shopping.Yongzhen also ran away with Ji Xiaolan.Why is he left alone?Qianlong pursed his lips, and called Fulun, E Min, and Master to go shopping too!

Qianlong is wise, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have a bad temper.When he looked at the old and the young sitting at the wonton stand opposite, he felt angry.Yongxin, Yongxin, did you abandon Ama just to eat wontons with this old man?You unfilial son!

"Hey, master, what a coincidence!" Ji Xiaolan greeted flatteringly, and then found that the corner of her eyes twitched and found that she ignored him at all and sat down next to Yongzheng's child.Fulun and E Min also sat down at the empty table next to them, leaving only Ji Xiaolan standing awkwardly. He shook his stiff face, turned his head and shouted: "Boss, three more bowls of wontons." Min sat down next to her.It's not that he was full enough to dare to share the table with that father and son.

The wontons came quickly.Qianlong frowned and looked at the wonton stew with a layer of oil flakes floating on it, and tentatively scooped one up with a spoon. The taste seemed to be not bad?Just don't know if it's clean or not.

Eating without talking and sleeping without talking is the criterion required by most aristocratic families.But in fact, it is rare to not speak at the dinner table.Qianlong put down the spoon after eating only one wonton. He was not hungry, so his tongue became a little picky.What's more, watching Yong Xin eat is more delicious than eating by himself.

"What have you been doing with Mr. Ji these two days?"

Swallowing the delicious wonton stew in his mouth, Yongzhen looked at Qianlong with some doubts: "Mr. Ji said that this is teaching Yongzhen how to behave."

Ji Xiaolan, who was listening, was sweating coldly, facing the strange eyes of his colleagues.Little ancestor, haven't I been teaching you, Lao Ji?Why can't you learn to be tactful and evasive?Mingming is very clever when talking to you!I don't know what the emperor will think, "doing things for others"?Is that what he should join as a foreign minister?Although the master who went to the study said that he taught this kind of thing.

Casting a glance, seeing Ji Xiaolan shrunk under his cold gaze, Qianlong said to Yongxin gently: "If you want to know anything, you can ask Ama. Don't bother Mr. Ji when he is old. "

Yong Xing looked at Ji Xiaolan suspiciously.

Ji Xiaolan opened her mouth, and answered vaguely with a bitter face.God is sorry, he is only in his fifties, how old is he?And Your Majesty...he glanced at Qianlong quietly, he was not much younger than him!

Little Yanzi pulled Ziwei and ran from the other side of the street panting: "I just said that I saw it right, it really is the master!"

"Little Yanzi, what are you talking about, do you still look like a girl?!" Sensing the inexplicable looks from the people around him, Qianlong reprimanded uncomfortably in a low voice.

"Emperor...Master, you clearly said that I don't need to obey the rules..."

"Ama?" Yong Qi took the Fu family brothers and slowly squeezed Xiao Yanzi out of the crowd, "You came out too? This town happens to be a temple fair today, and it will be much more lively ahead!"

"Really?" Qianlong took out a handkerchief to wipe Yongzhen's mouth, grabbed his tender hand and stood up: "Let's go, master, I really haven't seen what a folk temple fair looks like!"

The street in front is indeed lively, with stalls of all kinds of snacks and gadgets abound, and people come and go, shoulder to shoulder.Compared with the ordinary streets in the capital, it is not much inferior.Suddenly there was a sound of gongs and drums, and a procession of walking on stilts appeared in the crowd. There were lions, dragons, Guanyin Bodhisattva, golden boy and jade girl, two generals Hengha, clam fairy, Tang monk learning scriptures, and the "Eight Immortals" behind them. "...Almost all characters in folklore are included.The most exciting thing is that they all come here on stilts.

Yongzheng had never seen such a beautiful performance before, his eyes widened and he dragged Qianlong unconsciously and squeezed inside.At the same time, two old men and women selling tea eggs staggered over, stopped beside them, and began to yell: "Tea eggs are delicious and refreshing, no cost if they don't taste good!"

"Yongqi, I want to eat tea eggs!" Little Swallow said while holding Yongqi.She was a little hungry just now, and wanted to eat a bowl of wontons... Unfortunately, the wontons came here before she had eaten them.

Yong Qi immediately rushed forward to buy it for Little Swallow.

"Do you want Yongzheng?" Qianlong also saw the tea egg stall, which smelled very fragrant, and he lowered his head and asked.

Yong Xing shook his head: "I just ate a bowl of chaos, my stomach is very full, really." He patted his stomach, a little afraid that Qianlong and his mother would not believe that he was full, so he wanted to stuff more. .

Qianlong looked at Yongzhen's evasive movements, probably guessed the reason, and just smiled.He still took Yong Xin to squeeze into the crowd, to see his favorite team on stilts.

On this side, Yong Qi was about to take the tea eggs handed over by the old lady. Out of the corner of her eye, the old woman saw that Qianlong was about to leave here. She immediately lifted the pot for boiling the tea eggs, showed her weapon, and shouted: " Old man Qianlong, take your life and avenge my Mahayana brothers who died!"