On August 20, the forty-third year of Kangxi, more than half of the time, the blue sky was cloudless, the wind and the sun were beautiful, outside the five-mile pavilion in the suburbs of Beijing, the continuous maple trees were all fiery red, the wind started, the leaves moved together, swaying out of a splendid demon, a good autumn beautiful scenery, just sitting in the pavilion Yinren had no intention of appreciating, his face was bowed with his head blank, although he did not say much, but the slightly frowning brows showed that Yinren's mood was not too good.

The prince was in a bad mood, and the officials who were waiting outside the pavilion did not dare to talk nonsense, thousands of people stood quietly on the side of the road, overlooking the end of the official road, waiting silently, but from time to time glanced at the prince's eyes, but it was inevitably a little more complicated, no side, just because the master who was about to return - the third master returned triumphantly, in contrast, the prince who should be radiant was obviously dimmed, and everyone was waiting to see the prince and the third master meet. What kind of sparks will be sparked?

"Look, it's coming, it's coming!"

Waiting and waiting, when the time was about to end, a puff of smoke and dust billowed up at the corner of the far end of the official road, and then I saw hundreds of cavalry rushing out of the bend of the mountain with several carriages, and a bright yellow banner was waving in the wind.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, King Chengjun's car is coming."

Seeing that the third master and his entourage were galloping at high speed, Zhao Xiaoxiao, the deputy chief eunuch of the East Palace, who was originally standing outside the pavilion and watching the movement, did not dare to slack off, hurriedly turned around, hurriedly marched into the pavilion, approached the prince, and cautiously reported a sentence.

"Hmm."

Yinren obviously heard Zhao Xiaoxiao's report, but the person still sat still, didn't even raise his head, just said noncommittally.

"Your Highness......"

Yinren is on behalf of the Son of Heaven this time, in order to give courtesy to the third master, if you put on a faction of the prince's style, it is obviously going to be criticized, in case it is not a good thing to be involved in a book, it is not a good thing, in view of this, Zhao Xiaoxiao did not dare to let the prince go willfully, this time seeing that the prince did not move for a long time, he had to whisper again.

"Humph!"

The last thing the prince wants to see now is the third master, not for anything else, just because the third master has made outstanding achievements in the past few years, and it has posed a great threat to Yinren, but the old man also wants him Yinren to give the third master a courtesy, isn't this sprinkling salt on his wound, as soon as he thinks of this, Yinren's face is even more ugly, but the emperor's life is difficult to do, even if he is reluctant, the prince is not good to sit still, but the block in his heart is difficult to eliminate, which spilled his anger on Zhao Xiaoxiao's head, not only glared at him angrily, He snorted even more heavily, and then, with a stupid face, he flicked his big sleeves and walked out of the Wuli Pavilion slowly.

"Brother Knock to see Brother Prince!"

"The nephew knocks on His Royal Highness the Prince!"

The third master and his entourage came very quickly, the prince just stepped out of the Wuli Pavilion for a short time, the team of people and horses had come to the front, the carriage had just stopped, and the curtain of the car was lifted, and the father and son of the third master had already come down from the carriage one after another, each with a whole shirt, and quickly grabbed the prince in front of him, and paid homage together.

"Excuse me, excuse me, the third brother has worked hard, and I am here to welcome the third brother at the behest of the emperor Ama for my brother, and I will go to the palace together."

Facing the salute of the third master's father and son, Yinren raised his hand with a smile and called out kindly, but he said it in a hurry, and he didn't wait for the third master and his son to thank him, so he hurriedly planned to end the outskirts ceremony, obviously not wanting to let the third master have a sense of glory.

"His Royal Highness Prince Xie Longen."

The third master didn't expect the prince to have any good courtesy, and he wouldn't be angry because the prince was so pretentious, that is, he thanked him according to the court rules, and then stood up, and there was no greeting on the side, as for Hongqing, although he looked at the prince extremely unpleasantly, he despised the prince fiercely in his heart, but he didn't show it, followed the thanks, and then stood silently behind the third master.

"Third brother, please, Huang Ama has been waiting in the palace for a long time."

The prince was obviously not very interested in greetings, and the third master and father and son had just gotten up, and he was already a little impatient to say a word.

"Brother Prince, please!"

According to the convention, there are many ceremonies for this kind of suburban welcome, music, praise officials and the like belong to the proper meaning of the question, but when the prince urged him like this, all the glorious things in the back were omitted, which was obviously blatantly losing the face of the third master, but the third master didn't seem to care, he didn't mention the stubble at all, he bowed down with a smile and waved his hand, and calmly responded.

"Well, good!"

The prince thought that the third master would be dissatisfied after being treated coldly, but he didn't expect that the third master would be like a person, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed when he punched the empty place, and his face twitched a few times involuntarily, and he nodded without smiling, and then turned around on his own, leaving behind the many officials who didn't know what to say, and went straight to the carriage on the side.

"There are Lao Zhugong to greet him, Xiao Wang is grateful, and the current emperor Ama has an urgent call, Xiao Wang really doesn't dare to delay more, slack, and please bear with me."

The third master was not in a hurry to leave, but waited respectfully for the prince to get into the carriage, and then made a group gesture to the officials who came to greet him, and apologized apologetically.

"The prince is polite, please!"

"The prince has worked hard, the lower officials and others will send the prince off!"

……

All the officials came to the suburbs of Beijing early in the morning, which has been waiting for nearly an hour, although it is a holy order, the heart is inevitably a little reluctant, and then the prince is so nonsense, it is even more boring, but as soon as I hear the third master say this, everyone's hearts can be warm, young and old, one after another, the scene is also quite lively in the chaos.

Yes, Daddy is doing well, a bit of a gentleman!

Although there is nothing unusual about the third master's actions, it is just a matter of a few words, but the effect is wonderful, at least in Hongqing's opinion, he can't help but praise the third master in his heart.

"Xiao Wang has taken a step ahead, and all the princes have also been invited."

The third master gracefully walked again, explained the scene, and then led Hongqing to get into the carriage amid everyone's congratulations.

"Humph! Sell your reputation and go! ”

Although the prince got into the car first, he saw all the actions of the third master through the curtain of the car, and the fire of jealousy in his heart suddenly rose, his face was gloomy, and he scolded in a low voice, and he didn't wait for the third master to get ready, and he was already angry and gave the order.

"Get ahead!

Since the prince had opened the golden mouth, Zhao Xiaoxiao didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly shouted at the top of her throat, and then saw the prince's car start slowly, surrounded by more than a thousand East Palace guards, all the way to the capital.

"Keep up."

The third master had just entered the carriage, and the curtain had not yet been lowered, and when he saw that the convoy on the prince's side had already started, his brows couldn't help frowning, but he didn't say much, but he just said indifferently, and immediately, the convoy of the third master and his party also started slowly, and followed the prince and his party from afar......

"Your Majesty has a will, Xuan, Chengjun Wang Yinzhi, Dorobelle Hongqing Yangxin Palace to meet you!"

In front of the gate of the imperial palace, the prince did not wait for the third master and his son, and went into the palace to hand over the envoy of the suburbs, leaving only the third master and his son to wait at the palace gate, but fortunately, the father and son did not wait for long.

"There is Lao Qin's father-in-law! Xiao Wang returned from Henan this time, in a hurry, did not bring very luxurious things, that is, a few boxes of dried fish, if the father-in-law does not dislike it, turn back Xiao Wang let people send it to you. ”

After the third master thanked him, he took the opportunity to get up, and with a flick of his fingers, a folded silver ticket had already popped smoothly into Qin Wuyong's wide sleeves, and he hadn't forgotten to be polite in his mouth, and the etiquette was really thoughtful.

"Oh, that's a good dare, the old slave has been away from his hometown for many years, and he really thinks that the Yellow River carp is dried, and it is really fortunate for the old slave to be able to get this thing, so thank you for the reward."

Qin Wuyong is used to being courteous, and he is not too interested in silver tickets and the like, but he is extremely excited about the dried carp of the Yellow River that the third master said, not for anything else, just because he is a native of Lanyi, Henan, who left home at the age of six and entered the palace, it has been nearly forty years, and he has really not been able to return to his hometown, and he misses the specialties from his hometown very much, and his old face has become a chrysanthemum because of this.

"The father-in-law is polite, it's just a good job, is Huang Ama always good?"

The third master's gift was naturally not given for nothing, what he wanted was to make Qin Wuyong grateful, in order to find out what the old man's mood was at the moment.

"The fourth master and the eighth master are accompanying the saint, so it's up to you, third master, please."

Qin Wuyong can become the most obedient person around the old man, naturally he is not an idle person, even if the third master asks implicitly, but he understands it as soon as he listens to it, this answer will naturally follow the subtlety, as for whether the third master can understand it, Qin Wuyong doesn't care.

"Father-in-law, please!"

The third master is a shrewd person, just by listening to it, he already understands the unfinished words behind Qin Wuyong's words, and the left and right are just reminding the third master that he must go here to discuss the matter of arrears, and to have the third master have an ideological preparation for a hard battle, which the third master has already known in his heart, but he doesn't pay much attention to it, and he doesn't say much to greet him, he arched his hand towards Qin Wuyong with a smile, shook his big sleeves, led Hongqing into the palace gate, and hurried towards the direction of the Heart Cultivation Palace.