Forty-eight through the return of the pearl: the pearl of the king

In Yinzhen's plan, for Hongli, his plan is to step up the overhead forces step by step, wait for the time to mature, and then let his son "honestly" become the "Supreme Emperor".

Yinhu thought for a while, and when Yinzhen took control of everything, Hongli had no choice but to point at his nose and scold him as an "unfilial son", but Yinzhen said lightly, "You are the unfilial son, you prodigal bastard!" "When I held back, Hongli's expression must have been very interesting at that time.But it's still early, at least they don't know what to do right now, so Hongli can still squander his arrogance, oh, no, it's Wang Ba, um, Wang Ba.

At this time, Qianlong was indeed "showing off his power".I think he patiently held that fragrant Princess Hanxiang and coaxed him for two full months, but he never had a good face or a little bit of sweetness.As a result, this Xiangfei went to send someone off, but she hugged and hugged with other men under the eyes of everyone, and the wind was rustling!

As a man, even as an emperor, how could he endure such a thing!Qianlong felt that his majesty had been severely provoked, and under the fire of anger and jealousy, he would have strangled this woman to death, if it hadn't been for the sudden appearance of Xiaoyanzi and Xia Ziwei.

Little Yanzi, Ziwei, don't think he doesn't know why they came to Baoyue Tower.Qianlong's eyes darkened, and Yongqi, his favorite son, flashed in his mind.Did he finally start to...

Qianlong waved his hand and sent someone to inquire about Hanxiang and that Hui# man.He turned around and sat down on the dragon chair, rubbing the cold handle of the faucet under his palm with his thumb with a jade wrench finger, a chilling gloom and cruelty flashed in his eyes.No matter what ideas Yongqi and the others are planning, never try to influence his decision!

After being saved by Xiaoyanzi and Xia Ziwei, Hanxiang solemnly handed a reply letter to them with hope.

As for Hanxiang, she is not without fear in her heart, but she still has concerns in her heart. She is concerned about Mengdan, and she is somewhat worried about the people of the Hui# ethnic group. Most importantly, she knows that Qianlong is still interested in her , she believed she was safe until she was really conquered and got her.

Even though she was "confident and fearless", Qianlong's ruthlessness really scared her just once.At least at that moment, she felt the most real threat of death.She began to fear, and she really realized that this man is different from other people who are simply obsessed with her appearance. He is a king who kills and decides, a person who can decide the life and death of her, a tiny little girl, and even The son of life and death of the entire Hui people.

yield?No!She couldn't do it, couldn't and didn't dare to give in.We can only place our hopes on Gege and Fujin!Hanxiang faced out of the window, bowed back to the sky, and prayed for the blessing of Allah.

Yinzhen and the others looked at the right and wrong inside and outside the palace with cold eyes, and they didn't stop them. They only moved their hands and feet when necessary to add fuel to the flames. For example, Qianlong sent people to investigate Hanxiang and the Hui# tribe , they "kindly" shared some of the news they got, such as "eloped seven times", and "had contacts with King Rongjun" and so on.As for the fact that Meng Dan is now living in the Huibin Building, it was concealed and never passed to Qianlong.Just kidding, it would be so boring if people were directly clicked.

And after Little Swallow once served as a messenger and brought the fragrant letter to Mengdan, another moth appeared in Rongjun Palace.Side Fujin Suo Zhuoluo is pregnant again, so Little Yanzi is angry, Yongqi is a liar!Fortunately, she still learned a complete set of idioms for him, but it turned out that he was going to have a baby with another woman again!

So Xiaoyanzi beat Yongqi up in a fit of anger, and then ran away from home with a burden on her back.With such an interruption, Yongqi couldn't remember what to bring back the letter, and with a swollen face, she was busy all over the capital looking for her wife.

Facing the gossip in Rongjun Wang's mansion, everyone in Sijiu City is really sorry, the feeling that the Rongjun Wang married a tigress!The most amazing thing is that they were all beaten into pig's heads, and this Rong Jun Wang was not angry, but instead looked for someone anxiously in person with affectionate expression on his face.

The old ten said naively, "This little swallow is even tougher than the eighth sister-in-law back then!" In the end, he was slashed by Yinzhen's eye knife over and over again.However, the tenth old man with rough skin and thick skin didn't care about it, but Yinhu just smiled and said nothing, but the laughter made him feel hairy.

With a cold face, Yinzhen ordered the people below to follow Little Yanzi, no matter what happened to her, as long as it didn't hurt her life, don't do anything, and report back on time.

Everyone touched #touched their noses and drank tea.

Yinhu glanced at the expressionless person sitting next to him, smiled and said: "It's rare to come out to get together, don't keep saying that the gang can't figure it out, why don't you have some fun."

Yinzhen immediately asked: "What fun?" Several other people also had doubtful expressions.

Yinhu raised his lips, took out a post from his sleeve and put it on the table.

Yin禟快手# I took it first, and I couldn't help but laugh when I saw it.

"What's going on? What kind of post is this?" Old Ten stretched his neck and looked over.

Yinzhen laughed, and handed the post to Yinzhen: "Fourth brother, your fifth boy 'died' again!"

Yinzhen took the post without looking at it and put it aside, his face darkened again.

Yinfeng picked up the post with great interest and read it carefully: "I have heard that Hong Zhou often organizes funerals for himself, and I haven't had a chance to accept his post... Huh? It just so happens to be today!"

"Go and see?" Yinfeng said.Everyone looked at Yinzhen.

"..." Yinzhen was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Then let's go!" Yinfeng walked out first, Yinzhen got up after him, Yinzhen Yinfeng and I followed out of the house, Yinxiang glanced at Yinzhen who was looking bad, he hesitated to speak, and was dragged away by Yinzhen up.

Yinhu leaned over and squeezed Yinzhen's hand: "Are you angry?"

Yinzhen glanced at him and said helplessly, "You, you just like to make things difficult for me."

Yinhu raised his chin and hooked his lips with a smile, "I wouldn't bother to talk to someone else, that's you..." She just likes to make trouble when nothing happens.

Yinzhen took advantage of the situation and reached out to pinch that triumphant face, quickly stole a kiss, and finally licked # and licked his lips: "Thank you Ba Ye for your hospitality."

Yinhu blushed instantly, snorted and turned away.

After leaving the Prince's Mansion of Zhijun, the group went to Prince He's Mansion.Seeing the gate with the white couplet hanging from a distance, Yinzhen's barely gentle face just now dropped to freezing point in an instant.

Taking a sneak peek at Yinzhen, Yinxiang tugged Yinhu's sleeve secretly.Yinhu looked back and gave him a look, stepped forward to approach Yinzhen, touched his hand hanging by his side, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to recognize Hong Zhou?"

Yinzhen held the slender hand calmly, thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No rush, let's live a little longer."

After entering Prince He's Mansion, everyone followed the leading servant to the front hall.Hearing the faint crying sound, Yinzhen's face remained unchanged, but the hand that had been holding Yinhu was tighter and tighter.

I saw that the hall was covered with elegiac couplets, the huge coffin in the middle was wide open, and there was a person in linen and mourning kneeling in front of him.

Yinfeng curiously leaned over to look inside the coffin, and when he got closer, he saw a piece of banana peel flying out of it, rubbing his sleeve and falling to his feet with a "snap".Yin Reng's forehead twitched, his face darkened.Yinfei immediately stepped forward and pulled up his sleeves and wiped it carefully with a handkerchief a few times.

"Bring me another apple!" A hand stretched out from the coffin, spread out its palm and moved its fingers.

Yinfeng took the apple from the maidservant's hand and handed it to that hand himself.

"Crack." Hong Zhou lay leisurely in the coffin, and gnawed it down with his legs crossed.

"'Uncle Wu', are the apples delicious? Don't choke." Yinreng reminded in a soft voice.

"!" Hong Zhou choked unfortunately, and instantly got up and patted his chest, his face flushed red.

A hand was stretched out from behind, and he slapped heavily.

"Cough!... Cough cough cough! Cough cough!" Hong Zhou coughed loudly, tears welling from the corners of his eyes, "He Jia? Yong Rong?"

"Is 'Uncle Wu' okay?" Yinzhen looked at him and asked indifferently.

"Ahem!" Hong Zhou said smoothly, "Why are you two brothers and sisters here?" Did he send them a post?Can't remember, forget it. "It's rare to come to the door. We will stay and have dinner together later. Hahaha...cough!"

Yinzhen glanced at him, then turned his head to look around the hall, and then said slowly: "'Uncle Wu' is polite, the few of us just happened to hear that you're' having a funeral again, so we came here specially to 'see and see' That's all."

"Hehe..." Hong Zhou was thinking about why Yong Rong's speech sounded a little weird, and why did he suddenly feel a little cold?

Hong Zhoutian said with a straight face: "It's rare for you brothers and sisters to come, did you bring anything good for Uncle Wu?"

Everyone couldn't help twitching the corners of their mouths at the same time, and Yinzhen's face turned cold for a moment, and everyone in the room couldn't help shaking.

Hong Zhoumo#touchingnose, inexplicably feeling a little guilty, was embarrassed, but heard a gentle voice say: "The things that the sixth master and the princess brought to the prince have already been handed over to the manager."

Hong Zhou turned his head to look, and couldn't help admiring in his heart, what a handsome young man, neither humble nor overbearing, generous, well, not bad. "Which family are you from? It looks strange." Huh?No, it seems a little familiar...

Yinhu smiled slightly, bowed and said: "If you go back to the lord, the slave is the follower of the sixth lord."

Hong Zhou nodded, and said to Yin Zhen: "You #的# are a good person, you are a good seedling. Haha!" There is an inexplicable feeling of being rescued, what's going on!

Yinzhen looked at the calm-faced person, expressed his satisfaction with the "your #的#人", and slightly eased his expression and said, "'Uncle Wu' is absurdly praised."

After saying a few more words, the group bid farewell and left.Before leaving, Yinreng looked back at the person lying leisurely in the coffin, and showed a meaningful smile.

"Brother, when did you prepare something for Hong Zhou? What is it?" Old Ten couldn't help asking, and the others were also curious.

Yinhu blinked and said with a smile, "Guess?"

That night, in Prince He's mansion, Hong Zhou enthusiastically unwrapped the blatantly collected gifts one by one, and almost choked to death when he opened a certain huge box.

The weavers of these pieces of brocade are top-notch, and the dark patterns are also delicate and exquisite. You can't tell if there is anything wrong with it, but why is the wool white? !There is also this stack of calligraphy and paintings, with famous handwriting, exquisite craftsmanship, and vigorous and powerful fonts, but all the paintings for Mao are his portraits, and all the writings are elegiac couplets? !And the prince wind in the wind # chaos.