The good times of Fujin

"Life...is like a cup of Erguotou. Look at it, it's flat, but you drink it in your mouth. Damn, it has all kinds of ups and downs." Emperor Qianlong, who created the legendary military parade, was leaning on his new On the shoulders of the empress who took office, she complained about her life with her inarticulate tongue.

As for Erguotou, a drink she had never heard of before, the empress could not understand it. As far as she knew, Huadiao and sherbet would not be sour no matter how bad it was... Maybe it was vinegar? !

"I'm so stupid, really." Qianlong Xianglin's sister-in-law Hongli said, "Why didn't I expect to come back? If I knew I could come back, I wouldn't study history and be a CEO. Go to a military academy and study guns, ammunition, atomic bombs, and nuclear weapons! Let’s see which bastard dares to sit on my dragon chair and take pictures!" Emperor Qianlong felt his liver hurt when he thought of that humiliating history, he slapped the table and shouted : "Damn it, I destroyed his entire country!"

Fortunately, the empress sent away the servants when the emperor started to get a little drunk, but such a "unbelievably rude" emperor still stunned Nanny Rong and Gao Wuyong.Let me go, is this the Emperor Qianlong who is always waving a fan and pretending to be a romantic son?This is the Emperor Qianlong who has always advertised himself as a literary master? !Wanfo!Please return our Emperor His Majesty!

Qianlong's drinking madness is by no means an accidental phenomenon.We have to understand, he is suffering!In the distant 21st century, science has advanced to the point where a single atomic bomb can destroy a city. As a witness, he really understands the significance of "a technological power".However, the cultural inertia and political inertia of 5000 years are too great. It takes a process to brake, and it takes a process to turn around!He can only rely on thinking about many things. If he really wants to do it, the difficulty is comparable to that of humans landing on the moon.It's not impossible, but it takes a long time and a lot of effort.

Think about it, if he can really take out the picture of the AK47 gun with a wave of his hand, and understand the manufacturing method.With a political system like the Celestial Dynasty, where centralization reached its peak, mass production is not a dream!Even if it can't reach the workmanship of the real AK47, it is much more reliable than any English musket.Although it still lags behind other countries in terms of political system, at least the weapons are well-equipped, and it's not too far behind.

For those "Yelangs" who were complacent in this military parade and dreamed of going to heaven and the kingdom, Qianlong said that he wished he could go into battle in person and wake them up with a big mouth, and they would be beaten if they fell behind. Thoughts are aware of the level of technology, and they have been thrown out of the three streets by others!Don't want to make progress, but really wait for the bangzi devils next door to jump on their short legs one by one, come to their door and shout? "Damn it! No matter what, in Lao Tzu's lifetime, I'll fuck off that stick who keeps saying that he is the origin of the universe, and that devil who has milk and is a mother!"

"Jing Xian..." The emperor looked at the expressionless queen with his misty eyes open, and asked suspiciously, "Why don't you speak?"

The queen was still expressionless, she had gone from shock to numbness.Your Majesty, what are you going to tell me?After several lifetimes, how did you become so rude?Are you still His Majesty the emperor who is wind (yi) flow (guan) Confucianism (qin) elegance (shou)?

"Are you angry because I recently accepted a promise? Hiccup." The emperor hiccupped, "Jing Xian, I don't want to get so many women to trouble you. But I don't even want to wear a cuckold! They are all the women I used to be. If I follow someone else now, the color on my head will be brighter! Just like my father who was thrown down by countless time-traveling women... Hehehe~" His Majesty the Emperor thought of "XX A certain master with a bright head in "Biography" is smiling very happily.

"Your Majesty, no matter how many times you have been reincarnated, you still have to respect the late emperor. How can you wantonly slander?" In this era when the imperial power was overwhelming, the name of the emperor was taboo. The color of the hat on the table really challenged the psychological endurance of Her Majesty the Queen's rebirth.

"Oh, Jingxian, you don't know, there is a TV series that says that I am not my mother's child, and none of my brothers and sisters are my Huang Ama's biological son, not my seventeenth uncle's. It's some kind of imperial doctor... Oops... Huang Ama, is your hat still tender? Hahahaha~"

Seeing that His Majesty was about to use the strength of wine to count the green hats worn by the late emperor in those years, Jing Xian immediately cut off the conversation. "Your Majesty, it's getting late, and you have to go to court tomorrow morning!"

"Go to court? What court to go to? Tomorrow they won't be able to come back. That boy Hong Zhou has gone to Tianjin with all the civil and military officials and the group of clansmen who like to join in the fun! I told them a long time ago that today and tomorrow My God, the imperial court has been suspended. I am farsighted! I am a farsighted emperor! I will definitely not let me be cleared, let my celestial dynasty be short-sighted again! I will definitely be a farsighted emperor!" Maybe it is "foresight" The words stimulated Qianlong's fragile nerves. In short, his "vision" was endless.

"Your Majesty, you are far-sighted." The queen was really about to collapse, and tried to comfort the emperor who had lost his mind, and pulled him up from the table.Fortunately, Nanny Rong and Gao Wuyong left silently when the emperor sweared for the first time, and did not hear Qianlong's (zuo) wonderful (si) argument about the color of Yongzheng's hat, otherwise, no matter how loyal they are, How important it is, the next day, it is inevitable to be silenced by the sober emperor.

"Hmm! Xian'er still understands me." Qianlong smelled of alcohol, and Jing Xian staggered and almost fell down. "Haha, Xian'er, have you drunk too much? Look, you can't even walk steadily. Let me help you!" Your Majesty the Emperor, where has your face gone?You can eat the food!

So, His Majesty the Emperor staggered and helped the "drunk" queen to the bed, and finally reached the destination, there was a muffled sound, and the two of them threw themselves on the bed together. "Which bastard dares to trip me? Drag him down and chop off his legs!" Jing Xian, who was brought down by him, rubbed her sore calf depressedly, and had to remind her loudly, "Your majesty, you I stumbled and fell on the pedal..."

"Oh? Is that so? The pedal is too much of a hindrance, remove it, remove it!" The emperor waved his big hand indiscriminately, and his determination to throw away the pedal was obviously not very strong.

Jing Xian ignored the emperor's unreasonable request to throw away the pedals, and returned the shoes to the emperor.He moved his legs that were hanging under the bed onto the bed, and then went outside to ask Mother Rong to bring someone to clean up the mess and bring hot water along the way.As soon as she made arrangements on her side, the emperor on the other side yelled: "Xian'er? Xianer? Where have you been?" Before the queen could respond, the people inside called again: "Xian'er? Xianer, I know Wrong, where are you? Don't leave me, Xian'er!" The shouting became more and more urgent, and then, there was a crackling sound, and it seemed that the emperor fell off the bed!

Jing Xian hurriedly ran between the nets, and as soon as he walked around the screen, he was embraced by the oncoming Hongli: "Jing Xian, don't go, don't go, okay?" Jing Xian patted him on the back, softly Comfort: "Well, I won't go, I won't go."

"Jing Xian, where are you going?" Seeing that the emperor's mood gradually stabilized, Jing Xian wanted to go outside and get a wet handkerchief to wipe Hongli's face, but the emperor was like a little milk dog, holding Jing Xian Don't let it go, there is no other way, but put the emperor's shoes on again, and take him to the outside room to scrub.

It has to be said that the servants in Jingxian Palace are all colorful. When they went out, the outside room had been cleaned up, leaving hot water for washing, and they all disappeared without a trace.

Jing Xian gently wiped Hongli's face and washed his hands, thinking that she Ulanara Jing Xian, in two lifetimes, has only served Hongli like this, this is the first time in the world.Although the craftsmanship is a bit rusty, it still completes the cleaning work very well.A woman's hair is more difficult to remove, and she can't ask someone to come in to help at the moment. Fortunately, Hongli didn't let her wear so many headgears—it's not good for the cervical spine, so she did it by herself without help. The preparations before going to bed, although the movement was much slower, and I also tore off several hairs of myself.

However, drunks are really hard to appease... Just when Jingxian took off her two heads, Hongli was still attacking her mentally: "Jingxian, I love you."

I go!It was so straightforward, Jing Xian, a pure ancient, was taken aback for a moment, and her face flushed instantly, from the tip of her beauty to the tips of her toes.Silently, she turned her head back to face the mercury mirror... Facing the flushed self in the mirror, for the first time, Jing Xian disliked the mirror for seeing it too clearly.

"Jing Xian, I love you! You haven't said you love me yet!" His Majesty the Emperor is not a dick who just confesses his love, but he is a tall, rich and handsome man who wants to be honest and mutual fans.

Jing Xian ignored him, and continued to concentrate on removing her hair until the last step was completed.

"Tell me, do you love me or not?" Finally, the emperor couldn't wait anymore, stretched out his hands, and slapped Jing Xian's face, his reddish eyes stared straight at Jing Xian's eyes, and asked very seriously: "Do you love me?" love you, do you love me?"

"I..." Jing Xian was moved by the persistence in his eyes, but asking her to confess something in person was really "impossible for a concubine!"

"Jing Xian, can you tell me you love me?" The emperor's tone contained a little humble request, and the alcohol magnified his uneasiness: whether it was about the future of the country, or the future of himself and Jing Xian, he dared not say anything. Can be 100% sure.After several generations of reincarnation, even if he didn't believe in fate, he had to believe it.

There is always something that he can still grasp and get, right?He thought so.

"Jing Xian..." The emperor's eyes are slightly red now, not only because he is drunk, but also anxiously congested.

"Your majesty, life and death will carry wealth, and talk to Zicheng." This is Jing Xian's biggest concession.The emperor's hard work these years was not in vain. No matter what, Jing Xian loved the emperor deeply in her previous life even if she died...Although he was still a scumbag at that time.Now the scumbag is no longer a scumbag, and the prodigal son has turned his head back... As a good girl who "remains loyal", Jing Xian has softened her heart... I have to say that the emperor has been really kind to her these years, and she has to face it... In her own heart, she still fell in love with this man, Aixinjueluo Hongli.

"Life and death bring richness, talk to Zicheng. Good, very good, hold your hand and grow old together with you." The emperor giggled: "Jingxian! Let's grow old together, you accompany me to rule the rivers and mountains, we Let me show you how all nations come to court, okay?"

"it is good……"

At this moment, the dim light in the dormitory was so gentle, casting a warm halo on the two who finally confessed to each other.