Seeing that he would not be executed and that his future life would be guaranteed, Qianlong finally breathed a sigh of relief; A few days later, after Chen Jialuo's second brother arrived in Nanjing, the three brothers got together for a while, and quietly completed the ceremony of recognizing their ancestors and returning to their ancestors for Qianlong, Qianlong changed his name to Chen Kehong, Fukangan changed his name to Chen Xiao'an, and some other surviving Baylor brothers also changed their names and restored their Han identity, of course, they will definitely be dissatisfied in their hearts, but as long as they have a little brain, they dare not make any changes.

After the party, after they recuperated, they took a boat along the Grand Canal all the way north under the escort of the military police of the relevant departments, and then changed to a carriage in Linqing, and finally arrived at the courtyard prepared for them by Chen Jialuo outside Daming Lake after a long journey.

Since then, Qianlong's family has lived here, and He Shen was lucky enough to save a small life, and took his wife and children to Qianlong as a housekeeper; Their daily life is not much different from other rich families, except that people from relevant departments will secretly follow them when they go out.

After more than half a year of adjustment, Qianlong gradually adapted to this kind of life, and returned to the suave style of the past, and when the weather was good, he would take He Shen out to play, but he made a lot of new poems, but unfortunately now there is only one person left who is a sycophant, which makes him feel a fly in the ointment.

On this day, Qianlong came to the restaurant on the shore of Daming Lake to taste wine and chant poetry, ordered a few side dishes, and sat down by the window by the lake, looking for inspiration for poetry while enjoying the beautiful scenery.

"At the beginning of spring, Lingnuma Lingtai Yan Shu. Like a blanket of green grass bearing steps, including fetal red apricots leaning on roses. The geese are carefree in the air, and the bottom of the hydrological scales is used for fishing. The eyes are full of light as if waiting, and the east wind is meant to boast. ”。 After a while, Qianlong shook his head and made a poem!

"Good! This poem of the lord is really the spring of Daming Lake, and it should be engraved in stone to remember, and it will be passed on forever! As soon as he finished reading Heshen, he clapped his hands and cheered.

The tourists who came and went downstairs were also attracted by the sound of his poetry, and turned their heads to look here, Qianlong couldn't help but be complacent. Even if you can't be an emperor, it seems good to be a celebrity poet for the ages!

Hey, the woman in the distance seems to look good! As far as Qianlong's eyes could see, he happened to see a twenty-eight-year-old woman, who was looking over with the support of the maid, and lowered her head shyly when she saw his gaze, but after a while, she raised her head and looked at this side, as if she was falling for his poetic talent.

"Miss, did you say that the man could see you from such a distance?" The maid asked in a low voice, she and her young lady have been hanging on the shore of Daming Lake for half a month, and they have not met a few scholars with a solid background, although this person is a little older this year, but looking at the clothes and the exquisite folding fan wrench in his hand, he must also be a rich family, but he can't miss it.

The young lady flew a few more vaguely glances over, and saw Qianlong get up and go downstairs. He smiled smugly in his heart, "If there is fate." You can see it! Let's go ahead and take a walk! ”

"Miss! You're not waiting here anymore? What if people can't find you? The maid was a little anxious.

The young lady didn't speak, just walked slowly, and sneered in her heart, what does the maid know, and most of the men who send it to the door don't cherish it. The best way to do this is to say no.

"And the butler, where is the woman?" , Qianlong looked left and right after going downstairs and asked, this kind of bookish atmosphere, looking at a somewhat delicate woman just touched his heartstrings.

"Over there. Over there! As soon as He Shen turned around, he just saw the young lady sticking out half of her face from behind the tree, and hurriedly pulled He Shen to chase after her.

In Daming Lake, you hid and chased for a while, and just when Qianlong's desire was about to reach its peak, the young lady happened to be a little tired and found a secluded pavilion to sit down and rest.

Good! Finally found an opportunity, Qianlong saw that there was no one around, walked two steps to the front of the pavilion, tidied up his appearance, paced leisurely steps and swayed in, as soon as he entered, he saw the two girls and hurriedly made a surprised expression and said, "Oh, I don't know that the two girls are here, so let's leave and leave!" He said that he left his feet but refused to move.

"Sir, it looks like it's going to rain soon, and there's no other shelter nearby, so why don't you take a break here?" , He Shen immediately came out to persuade, and at the same time pleaded with them with his eyes.

"It's very spacious, so let's take shelter from the rain here!" Of course, they refused to let go of this opportunity, and they wished that the heavier the rain would be, the better, and the longer the better.

After a while, the spring rain sparsely sprinkled down, Qianlong saw the beautiful scenery in front and the beauty on the side, and couldn't help but be poetic again, shook the folding fan and said, "The painting boat is pleased, the cloud boat is not a boat." Yayi is surging in the wind, and the water rises and falls. After the rain at the beginning of the lotus, the bamboo is cool and autumnal. Distinguish the liquid and borrow it from the Mi family. ”

"What a poem made by the gentleman!" , the young lady finally couldn't help but raise her head shyly and whispered.

"Oh? I don't know what Miss thinks is good about Chen's poem? Finally found a chance to talk, Qianlong hurriedly climbed up the pole.

"The concubine thought that this poem happened to end the spring of Daming Lake", the girl did have some words in her stomach, and every sentence was to the point, and Qianlong's appreciation for her was getting higher and higher.

At this time, He Shen also led the maid to the pavilion in a timely manner, and only Qianlong and her were left in the pavilion, the more they talked, the more speculative they became, Qianlong felt that this woman was very different from those vulgar Manchurian concubines in the backyard, not only her appearance was outstanding, but what was even more rare was that she had a smart mind and was familiar with poetry and books.

The woman also felt that she had met a good person, and seeing that the wrench in his hand was actually made of pure mutton fat jade, she was afraid that she would be able to buy all her family property if she took it out and sold it.

Both were very satisfied with each other, and their words became more and more speculative; Qianlong suddenly had the feeling of hating to see each other, and he couldn't help asking, "Dare to ask the girl's name!" ”

"The little girl's name is Xia Yuhe! Dare to ask the official by name? Xia Yuhe lowered her head and answered her name shyly.

"Summer Rain Lotus! It's as shy as a lotus flower in the rain! Good name! Good name! Qianlong's gaze became more and more gentle

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the rain does not stop, but the two people in the pavilion do not feel the slightest discomfort, they just wish that the rain will continue to fall! Outside the pavilion, the housekeepers and maids also faithfully guarded their masters, pushing aside the occasional visitors who came to take shelter from the rain. (To be continued......)

PS: Well, I guess this book will end this month