Piercing Stories (107)

The emperor said that he would reward all the emperor's elder brothers, so whether it is the abolished prince or the king of the straight county, or the eighth master, they all get it.

The one who feels the deepest is probably the eighth master. He hadn't seen the emperor in person for a year.

As a prince, an aspiring prince, how unwilling he is, I believe no one can understand.

The soup in the bowl was already cold. The person who was waiting outside reported: "Master, Fang Fujin called someone to say that he was feeling a little unwell......

"Got it. The eighth master answered inside. Then he picked up the bowl and drank the soup in one gulp.

Nian is a wise woman. He may have seen that he was interested in her and different, so he always made excuses to call himself over.

For example, it's an excuse like being unwell.

For today's self, Nian Qianyao is important.

But for Nian Qianyao, his eighth master is no longer as important as before.

I heard that the fourth child's Hongxuan washed the third, the full moon, the 100th day, and the Nian family gave generous gifts. It is still given in accordance with the rules of the doorman giving gifts to the master.

Everyone understands the meaning of this.

But what can I say?

used to look at Nian's good, but now he looks at Nian's style, so that he can't even like Nian's in his heart.

He sometimes even feels that the idea that he thinks Nian is making excuses to call himself is wrong.

Could it be that Nian also feels that his eighth master is not the eighth master of the past. I used to tremble at myself, but now I dare to shout at myself?

The eighth master was a little disgusted with his current self and was suspicious. It seems that there is no longer the strategic planning and wisdom of the past.

Ba Fujin listened to the following report, and just said lightly that he knew.

When it comes to understanding Yinxi, she believes that no one can compare to herself. When Yinxi is proud of the spring breeze, if the Nian family is beautiful, Yinxi will love Nian's. It's the icing on the cake. If Yinxi's scenery is no longer good, but the Nian family is still beautiful, then Yinxi will really not be better for Nian's family.

In his eyes, it is not that he has the Nian family, but that he has to rely on the power of the Nian family. This contrast between strength and weakness will make Yinxi magnify the inferiority complex and self-esteem in his heart, and he will feel that the Nian family has shown off, charity, and is suspected of looking down on him.

The two have been able to get along harmoniously since they got married. That's because his background is worse than Yinxi. I can only look up to him. Rely on him.

Nian's has committed the taboo of Yinxi!

She was lying in bed, and she knew that Yinxi would still come back in the middle of the night. It's just that people come back, is the heart still the same heart?

Close your eyes and listen to the sound of the rain. It wasn't until he heard footsteps and felt that someone was coming in with the dampness outside, that Beatitude Jin slowly fell asleep.

But the eighth master couldn't sleep.

Is it really going to go on like this? There is no hope, no future. He and his son have to live on the nose of others.

He knew that the fourth child was very polite to him now. That's because he's no longer his opponent. That's all.

The emperor's health is not good, and now it has become a secret that everyone knows.

So where are your opportunities?

Early the next morning, the eighth master said a word to the eight blessings and went out.

This year, the emperor did not go to Rehe to hunt. The eighth master said that he felt uncomfortable and wanted to go to the paddock for a run.

Beatitude didn't ask him what he was going to do. She didn't believe that at this time, Yinxi was still in the mood for leisure.

She nodded, indicating that she understood. also personally packed up the eighth master's things and sent him out.

It had rained all night, and the air was cold.

The eighth master only took two relatives and ran out of the city.

The paddock was not far away, but the eighth master still stopped at the door of a Zhuangzi halfway through, "Let's rest." ”

It's remote, it's empty, and no one passes by.

At this time, an acquaintance came out of the Zhuangzi, who was not Long Keduo?

"The slave had long expected that the eighth master would come. Roncodo laughed.

The eighth master will not fall into Long Keduo's trap, "Uncle asked someone to send a letter to the master, how can it be good if he doesn't come." For the sake of the emperor's mother, where can I watch my uncle have gambling debts and his hands cut off?"

Long Keduo smiled, and didn't care about the eighth master's caution, and made a gesture of invitation, "The eighth master, please, but there are many people waiting." ”

The eighth master's eyes narrowed, and he glanced at Long Keduo deeply, "The master is to send gambling money to his uncle, and he doesn't know anything else." No one else, no one. If the uncle wins, he will return the gambling money to the grandfather. If my uncle loses, I don't admit that I will give my uncle gambling money. ”

That is to say, it is done, and he wants to share the good. This benefit, of course, is to help him get into the position.

If it doesn't work out, it has nothing to do with him.

So cautious that not only did not even see anyone involved. Even in the words, all he said was gambling, and he didn't even say a word related to what he was going to do. It's really a no-brainer.

Long Keduo squinted and smiled, it was not a royal species. It's all fucking cannibalism and doesn't spit out bones.

But now that the arrow is on the line, he has to send it. The power is limited, and the only thing that can be done is to control Changchun Garden, and then push a prince up. He chose the eighth master.

But this eighth master is a slippery one.

There are benefits, he wants.

There is a downside, he hides.

But unfortunately, I have no possibility or opportunity to change someone.

Because this matter is known to the eighth master. If he had other thoughts, the eighth master would dare to denounce them and take their heads to make meritorious contributions. In this way, he can also stand up with the momentum, but he will lose his life.

Thinking of the eighth master's plan, it seems that what he does is not harmful to this person.

People who can have such thoughts should not make a wrong choice.

Long Keduo weighed it in his heart before he asked with a smile, "Then the eighth master, the slave gave you everything that should be yours, and the rest of the slave can be kept for himself." ”

The eighth master's expression was straight, "This is how it should be." ”

Long Keduo's eyes lit up, "Then let's make a gentleman's agreement, and there will be no regrets about exporting." ”

The eighth master smiled and nodded, "A gentleman's agreement, no regrets." ”

Only then did Long Keduo salute the eighth master with his fists and quickly entered the Zhuangzi.

The expression on the eighth master's face remained unchanged, turned over his horse, and continued to walk towards the paddock.

If you are doing a show, you should naturally do a full set.

The wind blows on the face, carrying a coolness. But the eighth master's heart was not a little flustered. He told himself that the king became a king and the emperor was defeated, and those founding emperors who became kings and became emperors, and who have been passed down through the ages, which one is not a thief.

Why can't they do what they do?

At this time in the Old Summer Palace, the fourth master took a few children, taking advantage of the overnight rain, the land was moist and soft, and began to harvest peanuts and sweet potatoes.

When the emperor heard about it, he was sent back by Honghui, but he was not allowed to return to Changchun Garden to hide until the end of the autumn harvest.

Lin Yutong didn't know if this way of working was right. Anyway, the fourth master said that it was time to harvest, so let's do it. No one lives by this little thing.

Freshly dug peanuts are plucked from the vines, washed with water, boiled in water, or steamed in a pot, and have a sweet smell when they come out. I just don't put anything, and the taste is enough. If you really put all kinds of spices in it, it will be even sweeter when it comes out of the pot.

But freshly dug sweet potatoes are not the most delicious. It is best to simply clean the soil on it and leave it in a ventilated place or in the sun for a few days. When some of the water is lost, it becomes sweeter.

Lin Yutong took Mo Yaqi to pick a basket of freshly shaved peanuts, and then went to the bean field planted by the fourth master, picking a lot of unripe but already full soybeans.

The fourth master who provoked him looked back frequently in distress.

At lunchtime, there are boiled peanuts and edamame on the table. Original, five-flavored, very sweet.

If this is in the people's house, the daughter-in-law of such a loser will be beaten. The fourth master peeled peanuts in his hands, but complained that Lin Yutong trampled on his beans. "Ye also pointed to the one that grinds tofu for you. ”

Lin Yutong smiled, "How to eat is not to eat." Tofu is a vegetable, isn't edamame a vegetable? ”

"Don't say 'again', not even 'one', where did the 'again' come from, the children are here, don't wronged the master in Fujin. The fourth master put the peeled peanuts on a small plate and pushed them in front of Lin Yutong, "You can eat it too." Don't just focus on Hongzhao. If it doesn't work, ask the grandmother to serve on the side. ”

Hongzhao is trying to do it himself, so he is impatient to be fed by Eniang. He immediately pushed Lin Yutong's hand away, "Eniang, I'll come by myself." ”

Lin Yutong saw that although he peeled slowly, and the beans often fell out first, he could still eat it in his mouth, so he didn't care about him anymore.

That's when he turned his head and ate his own. I miss the roadside stall for a few skewers, a plate of edamame, and a bottle of beer. Three or five friends in the evening, sitting on the side of the road can sit idle for half the night.

There is no such atmosphere anymore.

In royalty, it's strange to eat this stuff. If there is no reason for the fourth master to farm, just asking someone to find this to eat is enough to be eye-catching. Although I can eat it now, I always feel a little awkward when I put these boiled and tender peanuts on such a delicate plate.

Tell her that this thing should be placed in a stoneware bowl to appear appropriate.

What we eat is such a sloppy force.

Just listen to the fourth master and Honghui's instructions, "...... I went back and picked up the good ones, cleaned them up, and sent them to the emperor ......"

Honghui answered, and in the end he was sent to Changchun Garden before dinner.

The emperor accepted it with a smile, and didn't leave Honghui, "Go ahead, don't hide here and be lazy." ”

He knew that there was a lot of land in the garden. With the seriousness of the fourth child, if he has time to do things by himself, he will never let the minions interfere. Honghui is a strong laborer.

Honghui deliberately made a bitter face and came out of the emperor. After walking out of Changchun Garden, Honghui suddenly paused and asked Fu Chi who was following him, "How many people were standing at the gate of Changchun Garden just now?"

"Sixteen. Fu Chi said without thinking about it.

Honghui frowned and shook his head, "Then when we go in, how many people are at the door?"

Fu Chi was stunned for a moment, "It must be sixteen." "This place is different from other places, even if someone is in a hurry, they have to find someone to replace them, and there can be no shortage of personnel.

"No!" Honghui shook his head, "When I went in, the number of people on the left and right was asymmetrical. It's not fifteen, it's seventeen. ”

Fu Chi's face changed slightly...... That seems to be the case.

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