Midnight

Under the cover of the night, the carriage entered the city silently.It was not until the next day that the people in the palace woke up that the person they were waiting for had returned.

Qianlong sat in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, flipping through the memorials, and at the same time listening to his younger brother's report.

The Tibetan chieftain and his party have already arranged to live in the post house, but this Tibetan chieftain Ba Leben also brought his favorite young daughter Seya, apparently to marry the Qing Dynasty.However, the customs in Tibet are different from those in the Qing Dynasty. The status of women there is higher, and many women of higher status have married several husbands.

"What does Ba Leben mean?" Qianlong asked after taking a sip of tea.Yong Xing was sent back to elder brother to recuperate from his illness, and he has been by his side all these days, so he is really not used to leaving suddenly.

"I heard from the minister in charge that Seya was raised as an heir." Hongzhou looked at Qianlong with some anxiety and kindness.

"Ba Leben really values ​​this little daughter." Qianlong rolled his eyes, pretending not to see the disappointment in Hong Zhou's eyes, and said, "Didn't the Queen say that she will be back in a few days? How are the preparations for the reception?" gone?"

What's the matter?You didn't mention it at all, did you?Hong Zhou glared at someone on the dragon chair, and said angrily, "This is not my brother's business."

"How could it be?" Qianlong replied with a smile: "I said, 'He and the prince Hongzhou are fully responsible for the reception, and the fourth elder brother Yongxie will assist'. Don't tell me that you don't know when the queen mother will come back. oh!"

As soon as Hongzhou closed his eyes, he simply acted like a rascal: "Ah, brother, didn't I just listen to you, Brother Huang?"

"Hehe, Hong Zhou, don't forget that you are in charge of the House of Internal Affairs."

Hong Zhou choked for a moment, and began to seriously consider whether to hold a funeral for transfer?It must be his narrow-minded fourth brother who must find something for him to do because he has been too busy recently!He rolled his eyes, and then asked about the things that people in and out of the palace are paying attention to recently: "Little Twelve and Fourth Brother, why did you come back injured like this when you went out together?" There are also many rumors coming out of the palace, Some say it was the twelfth elder brother who rescued him bravely; some say it was done by an assassin, and some say that the emperor blocked the twelfth elder brother when he was assassinated, and some say that the assassination itself was the fifth elder brother. Arranged, to play a rescue scene to add weight, it would be even better if Brother Twelve was killed, didn't you see that he caught a lot of traitors so easily this time?

Qianlong casually wrote an elegant word "Zhun" on the memorial in his hand: "Why, do you think it's me who should lie there?" He knew he shouldn't say that, but he himself was so confused and determined .

"How can it be?" Hong Zhou laughed, of course he knew that Qianlong was not really angry, "It's just my poor little nephew, it's time to go to the temple to worship, it's a bad time!"

Qianlong glared at him, and the words became more and more unseemly: "Have the people you sent to Jinan come back?"

In Elder Brother’s Institute, Yong Xin was lying on his side on a recliner in the courtyard, because he had wounds on his back and chest, these days he was sleeping on his side and couldn’t even move. When he woke up in the morning, His shoulders and neck were always sore, but he couldn't move his joints, so he had to let Xiao Linzi rub him gently.

Of course, he would not tell Qianlong about these things, maybe it was just because Qianlong himself looked very tired?Yongzheng tilted his head, somewhat puzzled.

"Yongzhen?" This is what Yongzhang saw when he walked in from the door. After being surprised, he thought for a while and understood what was going on. "A stiff neck?" There was something funny in it.

"Third brother?" Yong Xin's eyes lit up.This early in the morning, all the concubines in the palace sent gifts to express their condolences, and the brothers, except the third and fifth brothers, also came here, but he could only smile when he greeted them.Tsk, those people definitely don't like him and want to take the opportunity to torment him, right?It's better for the third brother, if there is no notification, there is no need to stand up to greet him, and if there is no entourage, Xiao Linzi won't talk about anything he says.

"I have met the third elder brother, the third elder brother is auspicious!" Xiao Linzi stopped his hands and saluted Yongzhang.

"Get up, bring me a stool." Yongzhang took over Xiao Linzi's work and gently rubbed Yongxin's shoulders and necks.

"Isn't the third brother sick?"

"I'm cured. Yong Xing forgot, that happened more than half a month ago."

"Oh." Yongzhen turned his head to look at Yongzhang, "But third brother still smells like medicine!"

Caressing Yongzhen's little head, Yongzhang smiled softly: "Third brother is in poor health and always needs to drink medicine, so the smell of medicine on his body can't be removed.

"It's hard work!" Yongzhen looked at Yongzhang sympathetically... nodded with difficulty, and moved his head back again.

Yongzhang sat down on the carved wooden stool brought by Xiao Linzi, and took the book Yongzhen was holding in his hand: "The Analects of Confucius? Yongzhen worked very hard."

Yong Xing smiled embarrassedly, the laughter touched the wound on his chest, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"What's wrong?" Yongzhang stood up nervously and asked.

"It's okay." Yongzheng took a breath and said, "It's just hurting the wound." Speaking of this, Yongzheng looked tearful again: "Third brother, Yongzheng's place is so big that it's so ugly that you can't even sleep. moveable."

"Yongzhen, be good, take good care of your body to heal quickly. For wounds, the imperial doctor has prescriptions to remove the scars, and there will be no scars." But in my heart, I wanted to ask Chunfei and Zhang Jiashi, Is there any secret recipe for getting rid of scars?Zhang Jia's family is Yongzhang's heir Fujin. They have been married for several years, but unfortunately they have no heirs yet.

"Really? Yong Xin won't become ugly, will he?"

"No, trust third brother, Yongzhen is very cute." Yongzhang continued to caress.He felt a bit like coaxing his son, when would he have a son of his own?

"Third brother, what are you thinking?" Yong Xin was very dissatisfied, why did one or two of them have to be distracted in front of him?Ahma can't help it, but the third brother won't allow it!

"Nothing." A trace of doubt flashed in Yongzhang's heart, "Yongzhen, tell third brother, how did you get hurt?"

"Master Ji and the others said that she was stabbed by lotus picking, but she still wants to kill Ama!"

"Who is Cailian?"

"Cailian, that's the one who sold her body to bury her father and was rescued by the fifth elder brother hero, and then lost her virginity with him in filial piety." Yong Xing directly applied the words he heard from Ji Xiaolan's conversation with them. Why did the third elder brother have such a strange expression?

Yongzhang felt that the smile on his face must have stiffened, what's going on?Could it be that Yong Qi and that Cailian conspired together?But Yongqi has grown up in the palace for so many years, why is this method so ineffective?Also 'filial piety lost chastity'?Should he be thankful that the assassination had allowed it to be overlooked?