He took Qianlong's poems and studied each poem in detail, and even slowly experienced the choice of words and sentences, in order to understand Qianlong's style and preferences in poetry. Gradually, he not only knew exactly what kind of poems Qianlong liked, but also knew what kind of words Qianlong liked when composing poems. But these were not enough, he also had to learn another important skill, that is, Qianlong's calligraphy. And adults memorized all the true works of Qianlong that they could see in their hearts, and copied them every day.

Just this kind of scheming, just this persistence, you say that you are not popular with adults, who is popular?!

The big celebrities are the reason why he is popular. For this reason, it is not simple! You have to endure hardships, endure tiredness, and the most important thing is that people must be clever, and if you enter the hearts of the big people, you will not be far from the big people. Cast what he likes, the shortcut of the official.

He often goes to Xian'an Palace to study, and Yinglian is very satisfied. But this grandson-in-law is good at everything, but there is a little bit that makes him a little uncomfortable.

Buckle!

He has suffered since he was a child, and he has been looked down upon everywhere, and sometimes he even worries about eating. Therefore, he has developed a good habit of thrift and thrift since he was a child. At first, Yinglian was deeply relieved to see that he was so economical. What he is most unaccustomed to is those profligate Eight Banner disciples. But after a long time, he slowly discovered that this grandson-in-law was a little excessively deducted.

On this day, Yinglian was walking around the house when he overheard several servants chatting together.

"Isn't my uncle having too many hard days before, why can't he look down on others?!" A handyman said while lighting the fire.

"No, what kind of life did we live before?! Eat fragrant food and drink spicy food. But now, I can't even drink porridge! If you can't eat enough and don't have the strength, how can you chop firewood?! Another handyman complained.

"I think we still have to talk to the master about this, if it goes on like this, we won't be able to live our lives." A handyman who was a little older.

"You can't make it on?! You are in charge of procurement, and you go out to buy food every day, how much is it still a little bit behind?! The fire-burning handyman was skeptical.

"I used to be able to, but now my uncle is tight on money! I go out to run errands, and I can calculate every penny clearly, where can I have half a penny left?! Saying this, the man became even more dissatisfied. Every time I go out to buy something, I see the miscellaneous servants in other houses. Everyone is dressed in silk and satin. Look at me again, coarse cloth and rotten clothes, my old face is almost out of place, as if our Yingfu has fallen! ”

"Hey, I can't live this day!" The man next to him muttered.

The more Yinglian listened, the more unpleasant he felt in his heart. He has always been very generous to the people of the house, especially in food and clothing, and never let the servants complain. Since he came to the mansion with the adult, he rarely managed these small things in the house, and left them all to his granddaughter and grandson-in-law to take care of.

Ying Lian wanted to find a chance to talk to the adults, but he was afraid of provoking his sad past, so he forgot about it after a long time. On this day, I found him because of something with my lord.

"Grandfather, I don't know if there are any real works of the emperor in our house?!" And adults respectfully authentic.

"The emperor's true handiwork?! What do you want it for?! Yinglian asked.

"I want to copy the emperor's real handwriting and learn calligraphy." And adults are unreservedly authentic.

What a character Yinglian is, he naturally knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, and he couldn't help frowning secretly. He is an upright man, and he is most unaccustomed to opportunistic tricks. It made him feel very uncomfortable to be so blatant with adults. However, he still found some authentic Qianlong works for him. Maybe he really just wants to learn calligraphy?! Long live the calligraphy is also quite accomplished.

He could only comfort himself with this.

Pedantic. To put it bluntly, this is a lack of heart!

"Thank you, Grandpa!" And the adult politely took it.

"Heshenna, I have one more thing to tell you." Yinglian suddenly remembered about the servant.

"What can you say?!" And the great humane.

"I heard that the people in our house are dressed very simply, and they can only drink gruel every day, and they can't even see any meat. Although this is the way of frugality, these servants are accustomed to living a life of abundance, and now they are suddenly tightened, and they are really not used to it. Especially the girls around Ji Wen, I can't stand it anymore. Ying Lian was afraid of hurting the heart of Lord He, so he said in a calm tone as much as possible.

"Grandfather, that's what you said. In this way, the girls and servants around Ji Wen can open a meal at another table, the food can be slightly improved, and the clothes can be worn better. As for the others, in my opinion, it is better to keep it as usual for the time being, otherwise the various expenditures are too huge, and over time, I am afraid that our British government will not be able to make ends meet! He didn't dare to disobey Yinglian's request, but the concession was not very big.

"Okay then." Yinglian is old, and he doesn't want to delve into these things. Moreover, although Lord He is very harsh on domestic slaves, he is very willing to spend money on Ji Wen, and even a little extravagant. Thinking of this, Yinglian also went with him.

Where did the money go with adults?!

Learn your mind's eye!

This kung fu of observing words and feelings, if you don't mix, how can you learn?!

Mix, you have to pay the price!

The price is money!

There is no way to do it with adults, those Eight Banners disciples are too capable of promotion. Thousands of taels of silver, a matter of minutes.

The days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was the thirty-fifth year of Qianlong (1770). This year, and adults are 20 years old. Handsome and chic, dignified, coupled with his diligent martial arts, his body is very good. Yinglian and Ji Wen see it in their eyes, and the beauty is in their hearts.

This is called talent. The first beautiful man in Manchuria!

Ying Lian felt that the time was ripe, so he got him an errand as a school guard for Luanyi.

Luanyi's school guard, which literally looks magnificent, is actually the palanquin man who carries the sedan chair for Qianlong. The official position is not high, but the conditions are very harsh. It must be a person who is a child of the Eight Banners who is a Chinese martial artist and is handsome.

It's too much of a match with the conditions of adults. So much so that Yinglian didn't talk nonsense, and the matter of his appointment was decided.

Hearing the news, he stripped off Ji Wen's clothes at once, and threw them on the bed to be whipped.

He was shouting in his heart: Long live Lord, I'm here!

However, when he arrived in the Forbidden City, he realized that things were not as simple as he imagined. He can't see the emperor at any time, and he has to participate in a lot of training, and he is just the lowest minion.

This situation somewhat discouraged him, but he would not give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He endured and gritted his teeth, like a tiger in the hills that chooses to devour people. Until one day, Zha Xudong found him.

"My lord, what are the instructions for calling the little one?!" And adults respectfully authentic.

"You've been training for a while, haven't you?!" Zha Xudong asked with a smile.

"It's been almost a year." He replied to the adults.

"Well, it's not a short time. You're a good guy, and you're training hard. In this way, you come early tomorrow morning, and I will arrange for you to go to the escort, and from tomorrow onwards, you can officially accompany the emperor. ”

"Thank you, Lord for your grace!" He was overjoyed, and couldn't help but kneel on the ground with a puff, and kowtowed to Zha Xudong firmly.

Keep the clouds open to see the sunrise, and the adults are finally about to start their careers. Let's write a poem to celebrate:

When he was young, he attacked the history of the scriptures, and when he grew up, he also had the power to strategize, just like a tiger lying on a barren hill, lurking minions to endure. Once he won Ling Yunzhi, he dared to laugh at Huang Chao's husband!

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