Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Story

Ying Qi quickly got millet porridge and pickles, plus four steamed buns and four steamed buns. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

"This is what my family sells now, I don't know if you're used to eating it. Let's just put a little on my stomach. Not greasy. Ying Qi said.

"Hmm. "Yinzhen has always been a person who is not picky about food, not to mention that this time I went down to the Sichuan and Shaanxi officialdom to check the deficit, and I haven't suffered any hardships.

"It's delicious. "Especially the small buns, when you eat them, they are not greasy and full of flavor. Yin Zhen couldn't help but nodded, and ate all the food brought by Ying Qi.

"Oh my God, you can eat it. Ying Qi was a little speechless. When her father asked her to pack a few more steamed buns, she didn't believe it, thinking that Gongzi and Ge'er shouldn't be able to eat a few bites, who knew that it was really as her father said, she could really eat it.

"Can't be wasted. Yinzhen replied to her very directly. It made Ying Qi feel the urge to roll her eyes.

Back in his cabin, Ying Qi was a little entangled, just now Yinzhen said that he was the fourth brother, and Xiaobao was the seventeenth brother. According to the probability of crossing, that is, the two of them may be the next emperor and the seventeenth prince. Of course, even if it isn't, it's probably a huge powerful family.

But according to Yinzhen's dragon-shaped jade buckle, the probability that the two of them are now princes is ten percent.

Ying Qi couldn't help but sigh, alas, is it really a benefit for a traverser to deal with the royal family. Thinking that in front of him is the future His Majesty Yongzheng, and now he is just a young man in his twenties, but he is a little more serious, and the others are not a big deal with the people he saw in his previous life.

Think about your small family, or just treat it with a normal heart. After Ying Qi was so entangled, she didn't think about it anymore and washed and slept.

Since then, Yinzhen has lived in Yingqi's house and slept in the same bed with Fu Yi. Yin Zhen didn't refuse, after all, Yingqi's family didn't know his identity, so naturally he just treated Xiaobao as Xiaobao's brother, and treated him like Xiaobao and slept in the same bed with Fuyi. It wasn't until later that Fu Yi Du Pi dared to believe that he had slept with His Majesty the Emperor and got up together.

Fu Yi goes to school every day, and when he comes home, he gets along very well with Yinzhen. Yin Zhen occasionally pointed out his studies and attitude towards people. Fu Yi treated him like a big brother.

Every time Ying Qi helps Zhao Yulan do things, she takes the initiative to take care of Yinzhen. After all, she herself was a little worried that her father and mother didn't know the inside story and had no intention of snubbing Yinzhen, after all, it is said that Yinzhen was a stingy emperor.

Xue Yun was on the side to help, always a little scrambling. Because I was afraid of revealing my stuffing in front of Ying Qi, and I was afraid that I would do something unruly in front of the fourth master. Later, Ying Qi couldn't see it anymore, so she simply asked her to go directly to the store to take care of it, and no longer came to make trouble.

Xueyun privately arranged for someone to investigate a series of things that Yinzhen confessed, and they all came back and forth in the middle of the night.

Because Yinzhen was only lying in bed for the time being, Yingqi talked to him and found that he didn't know what to say, so he changed it to tell Yinzhen some stories about the farm, and Yinzhen listened to it with relish.

"Big rat big mouse, no food for me! Three-year-old girl, don't care about me. The dying woman is a paradise. Once in my house a big rat came in, and every time he came to steal the flour that my mother had hidden. But strangely, no matter where the mother hid, it could be found, and then all the flour was eaten. Ying Qi remembered that Yinzhen was attacked in Sichuan once to check the deficit. I don't know if it's this time, but whether it's or not, I can also help with a hint. "We didn't catch it with cats, rat traps, rat poison or anything like that. Later, I told my brother that I wondered if it would come and steal it when it was full. So once we put the flour in the middle of the yard, and in the evening we secretly saw it running to eat and left. The flour that the mother hid was not eaten. So then we all put a little flour on it. The family has never lost any more flour. When my brother told me about the Book of Songs, I remembered the big mouse at home. I don't know if the saint was right, or if we fed it like that. ”

"Well, if it doesn't have enough to eat, or if it has to feed its children, you won't have enough flour. Yin Zhen thought about it and asked a question.

"Then I don't know. Anyway, we didn't encounter this thing. If you don't encounter it, you don't care about it, right, Brother Dabao. Ying Qi also gave Yinzhen a name. Yinzhen couldn't cry or laugh when she heard it for the first time, but she couldn't tell people that my name was Aixinjue Luo Yinzhen, so it was Yingqi.

"By the way, Brother Dabao, I like bamboo the most, do you know how to draw? When you are ready, can you draw a piece of bamboo for me? People say that the sons of your rich families are all good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Ying Qi suddenly asked.

"Why do you like bamboo? You're still a little girl. "Yinzhen is a little strange.

"Last time, Brother Song came to read a poem to me, but it sounded good. That's why I like bamboo. I'll read it to you: insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south. Ying Qi naturally consciously read it to Yinzhen.

"Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south. I've heard this, it seems to be Zheng Xie's poem, yes, it's Zheng Xie's. Yin Zhen frowned and thought about it.

"You see how well this poem is written, Brother Song explained to me, no matter what kind of wind and rain the bamboo endured, what kind of cruel environment it encountered, it fought the storm tenaciously and low-key, tenaciously and proudly stood upright, and finally it rose higher and higher. Really, there is a green bamboo growing in the back of my house. There are some bamboos that you look up and feel like they've been going straight up, going up, and going straight up to the sky. And Brother Song also said that everyone thinks that green bamboo has the qualities of high purity, integrity, tenacity, and evergreen. So I've been particularly fond of it lately. But my family doesn't have the conditions to buy me paintings, and my brother is still in the stage of practicing calligraphy, and he hasn't learned to draw yet. However, he said that Mr. would teach him to draw in the future. ”

"Tough and low-key, straight to the sky?" Yin Zhen whispered to Ying Qi slightly, "I'll draw one for you when I can get up, okay?" but then replied to Ying Qi's question, not paying attention to the hint of meaning that flashed in Ying Qi's big eyes.

"Well, thank you, Brother Dabao. I'll go serve the medicine, you drink the medicine and rest, I'll come to accompany you tomorrow and tell you stories from other villages. ”

"Good. Ying Qi waited for him to agree and went out to serve the medicine, but Yin Zhen looked at her back and fell into deep thought.

In the next few days, Ying Qi really talked about what happened in the countryside, and there was no more quotation of scriptures, which made Yinzhen remember these two things very firmly.

After three or five days, Yinzhen was able to get up, and immediately drew a bamboo and stone drawing for Yingqi with Fuyi's pen and paper, and specially stamped his own private seal.

Ying Qi was very happy and kept in front of that picture. It wasn't until her father Zhou Chungui came to say that she would spend some money to frame the painting and hang it in her room, Ying Qi quickly nodded and agreed.

Of course, she knew that her father didn't understand the meaning of this painting, but she did, so she was very happy, and she would keep it as a family heirloom in the future.

If you want to frame a painting, you have to go to the city. In this way, Yinzhen said that he would simply wait for two days for his body to be almost better, and then go over together. I have friends over there in Fucheng, so I can go there directly.

Although none of them understood why Young Master Dabao didn't just call his friend to pick him up. But after all, it was a matter involving someone else's family, so Zhou Chungui's family didn't say anything and agreed. Zhou Chungui went to Chen Dalang's house in the afternoon of the same day to determine the location of the carriage for the next market.