Comprehensive Qiong Yao's Crimson Love

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By the time Qi Yao saw Fucha Haozhen again, it was already the imperial garden exam.I don't know what Qianlong was thinking, not only brought all the older brothers in the palace—Yongqi, Yongxuan, Yongxuan, and him—but also set up a screen to keep the two princesses and the queen, Concubine Yu, Concubine Ling, Concubine Shu, Concubine Qing, Concubine Ying, Concubine Yu, etc. all called over and asked them to sit behind the screen.

"Today, I want to test your martial arts and martial arts, to see if my Eight Banners disciples have relaxed, and if they are still as brave as when they entered the customs!" Qianlong's eyes swept across the crowd, and stopped on Fucha Haozhen For a moment—how dare this person come?

Seeing that the emperor paid special attention to him, Fucha Haozhen knew in his heart that the emperor favored him, and that he had already been pre-appointed, so he couldn't help puffing out his chest proudly, but he suddenly thought of Bai Yinshuang, and felt a little sad—oh , my plum blossom fairy, your Haozhen can't marry you as Fujin, he is going to marry the princess!But, I will not fall in love with the princess, you are the only wife in my heart, I will definitely let the princess accept you!

"First is the essay test, then I will publish the upper couplet, and you will take the second couplet." Qianlong pondered for a while, "Pine leaves, bamboo leaves, and leaves are emerald."

"The sound of geese in autumn is cold!" Fucha Haozhen shouted impatiently, and then glanced at others triumphantly.

"Well, it's okay." Qianlong didn't show any expression—this was originally a very simple sentence—but when he thought of Fucha Haozhen yelling like this without even asking for instructions, he felt a little unhappy, "Sighing and choking his throat .”

This is more difficult, and it is required that all seven characters have the same radical.

"Back to the emperor, the servant thought of something." Not long after, a handsome boy of sixteen or seventeen said.

"Oh, it's Eredengbao!" Qianlong took a closer look, then flipped through his memory, "Tell me, what did you think of?"

"Teardrops of the Xiangjiang River flow all over the sea." Erle Dengbao uttered the second couplet clearly, and then received a small look of approval from Qianlong.

"Ele Dengbao..." Qi Yao blinked, and looked at Lan Xin through the screen—it seems that the falling flowers have intentions, and the flowing water also has feelings!

"Well, Eredengbao is not bad." Qianlong nodded, and continued to write the question, "The crows fly into the egrets, sending charcoal in the snow."

There was silence for a while, Fucha Haozhen frowned, thinking desperately, but the effect was not very good.

"Go back to the emperor, this servant has thought of it!" After a long while, the voice rang out, and Qi Yao looked for it, but it was the Empress Dowager's own clan, Niu Hulu Fengsheng.

"Well, tell me." Qianlong nodded slightly.

"The phoenix stands beside the mandarin ducks, the icing on the cake." Feng Sheng'e smiled slightly and blurted out.

"Feng Sheng's literary talents are not bad either!" Qianlong smiled with satisfaction, then looked at Qi Yao, with a flash of teasing in his eyes, "Little Twelve, next you come out with a few pairs to test them! "

"Yes, Huang Ama." Qi Yao felt a little helpless—well, is there a better pair... Ah, I haven't touched these for a long time, I need to look through my memory...

Everyone in the audience was startled by Qianlong's sudden order.Some people began to wonder if the emperor wanted the twelfth elder brother; others wondered what a good match could come out of a ten-year-old child—even if he was the emperor's elder brother and the son of the middle palace?

"The sky is the chessboard, the stars are the sons, who can play?" Qi Yao said a very imposing sentence.

"Brother Twelve, the earth makes the pipa, the road makes the strings, who dares to play?" Fucha Haoxiang answered the conversation. Today he is wearing a light emerald green robe and a black mandarin jacket, reflecting his pair of With blue eyes, she is really pretty.

"Well, it's a good answer~" Qi Yao smiled sweetly, and secretly blinked at Hao Xiang, "The next sentence, Lin Xiangru, Sima Xiangru, they are similar in name, but they are not similar in reality."

"Brother Twelve, I just thought of something." This time it was Fucha Fulong'an who spoke, "Wei Wuji, eldest grandson Wuji, Wuji there, and Wuji here."

"I've heard that Mr. Fu Long'an has outstanding literary talents, and I saw it today." Qi Yao nodded with satisfaction, feeling a little pity—the sons of Fu Heng's family are all good, and there is Fu Cha's family behind him... It's a pity Yes, Lan Xin likes Eredengbao, but the Guerjia family is also good... "The next sentence, a cup of soil, Shang Weiran, ask him Tongque Desolate Terrace, where can I find the suspected tomb of the Zhang River?"

"Back to Elder Brother Twelve, I have a word from my slave." Erdemo, who was standing behind Qi Yao, looked at Qi Yao, saw Qi Yao nodding his head to signal him, and then continued to receive, "Three-legged tripod, where is it now? The remains of this ancient Shilin road remind people of the official rituals of the Han Dynasty."

"It's the queen's nephew!" Qianlong glanced at the queen behind the screen, "Erdemo from Shuo Weng Keluo's family, um, is a good one."

Just as he was talking, he heard "the assassin is coming", a masked man in black rushed out from behind the rockery, and stabbed Qianlong straight with a knife in his hand.

"Protect the emperor!" Erdemo reacted instantly and stood in front of Qianlong and Qiyao.

Off the court, Eredengbao, Fengshenger, Fulongan, Haoxiang and Duolong all rushed towards the assassin, but they all backed away in an instant - this assassin's kung fu is too weak a little bit?Your Majesty, are you sure you are not playing with the princes in Fenghuo?Only Fucha Haozhen kept fighting with the assassin, and the two fought back and forth for dozens of rounds.In the end, everyone else acted as if nothing had happened. All they saw was that Haozhen and the assassin were having a good fight, and Qianlong, who was sitting at the top, even took a cup of Lu'an Guapian from the table and sipped it from time to time. His expression was relaxed, and there was even a cold smile in his eyes.

Gao Wuyong wiped his forehead when no one was paying attention, and it turned out that his hands were sweating——My lord, are you really addicted to watching dramas?That's an assassin, assassin, is it really good for you to just drink tea and watch the show at leisure!Would you like me to serve you a plate of melon seeds, Kouhu!

"Huang Ama?" Qi Yao twitched the corners of his mouth, and suddenly felt a little pear-mountain-this look of watching a play really hurts his stomach!This is an assassin!Although it seems to be very weak... "That assassin, do you need Yongxin to help you?"

"Oh? Little Twelve can subdue an assassin?" Qianlong looked at Qi Yao with a half-smile, with an inexplicable arc in the corner of his mouth.

"Yongzhen respectfully abide by the imperial decree of Emperor Ama." Qi Yao didn't even bother to talk nonsense with Qianlong - if you were serious with Qianlong, you would lose!Then, he casually picked up a teacup on the desk and threw it at the assassin's head—whew, hit!

Seeing the scarlet bloodstains slipping from the assassin's shiny forehead along the contours of his face into the masked black scarf, and the assassin fell down in a daze like this, Qi Yao smiled with satisfaction: "Well, the accurate head is still there." Okay!"

Qianlong couldn't help laughing at the proud appearance of his twelfth elder brother.At this moment, there was a mournful roar from among the elder brothers: "Erkang—"

Fifth elder brother's "Erkang" called "Erkang" with a thousand turns and a heart-stirring sound, which shocked all the Eight Banners off the field-what kind of horse? !The assassin is from the fifth elder brother? !Could it be that Brother Fifth wants to... But that's not right, this assassin is a little too weak, right?Thinking that Elder Brother Twelve could kill the assassin with just a cup of tea, the Eight Banners disciples didn't know what it was like to feel, and felt awkward about it.

"Erkang, what's wrong with you? Are you okay? Erkang——" Yong Qi rushed to the side of the assassin——Fulkang, pulled off his veil, and shook him vigorously. Seeing that Fulkang didn't respond, he turned his head Lai yelled at Qi Yao, "Yong Xin, how could you do this! I never thought you would be so vicious at such a young age, and dare to hurt Erkang, really..."