[The mathematics of the bandit is taught by the Chinese teacher, so you don't have to dig into why the number of chapters is messed up again, although the process is tortuous and meandering, but now it's back in the right direction.] 】

Looking at the terrace through the glass wall, I could vaguely see the figure of my father and the ladies gathered together, and the "laughter" was also faintly heard, and several young people stopped outside the corridor and waved their hands to stop the palace guards who were going to report.

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, it's rare for parents to get together to enjoy the moon, so let's not bother......"

The eldest princess Li Kexi, who was in the lead, said this, and the three brothers Li Kezai, Li Keming, and Li Kechong nodded tacitly. Although they each have important things to discuss with their fathers, they don't want to break the "warmth" on the terrace.

This day is August 15, the day of family reunion, when Li Xi is enjoying a bittersweet reunion in Weiyang Palace, the Anglo-Chinese country, regardless of the north and south, is also celebrating the festival.

Celebrating reunions, sacrificing the moon, and eating moon cakes, the customs of various places are different, but they are all full of joy. The place where there is a temple is more lively, the temple fair culture with the temple as the core has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the six major temple fairs every year are the most lively activities of people from all over the world, and the Mid-Autumn Festival temple fair is one of them.

The other five major temple fairs are the day of worship to heaven (that is, the day when Yinghua made the covenant of the monarch and the people), the New Year, the Dragon Boat Festival and the Chongyang temple fair, as well as the specific sacrifice days of the gods enshrined in each heavenly temple, such as the Mazu day of the Mazu Temple of Shanzong, the day of the Panniangniang Temple of the Panniangniang Temple, the Confucius and Mencius sacrifice day of the Holy Sect, the war sacrifice day of the Shengwu Temple and so on.

Because of the matter, there is no heavenly temple, which can not stop people's enthusiasm for the festival, passers-by from all over the world gather together, burn incense and worship the moon, each make a program, and melt the homesick heart with joy. Soldiers from all over the world, the Confederacy in the north to assist in the restoration and reconstruction of the local government, businessmen who are more adrift than soldiers, and countless civilians who have left their hometowns to work. On this Mid-Autumn Festival night, everyone is admiring the moon, eating moon cakes, and laughing.

At the foot of the East Mountain of Taihu Dongting, the Mid-Autumn Festival night has also become a surprise night for some people, for them, the word "reunion" has long turned to dust, and it is impossible to reproduce it in this life.

"Alain!?"

In a small courtyard. The beauty who came in the moonlight appeared, and Hongli was stunned in the courtyard by what the moonlight was painting.

"The Emperor...... Fourth Master ......"

The beauty of the warbler responded and walked to Hongli's side, but saw that Hongli's pen was a picture of a girl pushing the window. The girl should have just woken up from a begonia spring sleep, drunk and messy, and indescribably coquettish. In the glass window, you can also see a young man's face, his eyes are straight, and he is taking pictures of this style.

"Fourth Master...... I actually drew all the things of our old days, and I was not ashamed, but I was just ...... Why is it all dressed up in this world? ”

Reminded of the past by this painting, the beauty's eyes rippled and full of incomprehension.

The girl is painted in a small skirt with a pinched waist. The bell sleeves reveal the pink lotus-like arms, which is a popular women's clothing in Yinghua, much more open than the strict and solid wrapping in the Ming and Qing dynasties, close to the style of the late Tang and early Song dynasties, but simple and close-fitting, easy to move. The girl's hairstyle is also a popular "bun" in Yinghua, also called a ponytail. Convenient and stretched, showing the youthful and beautiful color of the girl.

The beauty is close, surrounded by fragrance, Hongli is full of agitation, and he didn't answer for a while. Although the person who came was also dressed in women's clothes in this world, and her conversation was even more different from usual, Hongli recognized it when she appeared, wasn't it his queen Fucha clan!? His paintings. It is based on the scene when he first met the Fucha clan when he was a teenager.

Hongli knew that the Fucha clan was still alive, and newspapers such as "Zhongliu" reported in detail that she and the Empress Dowager Niu Colu asked for surrender in the Forbidden City, of course, the subject of the report was the evil deeds of the British and Chinese ministers of civil and military affairs who divided the concubines and palace maids in the Forbidden City......

When he knew about this, Hongli hadn't slept well for several nights, and he felt a hot pain in his face. It was as if it had been pierced by several feathered arrows. The concubines of the Yongzheng generation of the father Emperor were dismissed except for a very few high-grade concubines, and the Jiaqing Emperor who took over his throne was not only young, but also reigned for only two years, and there were no concubines at all, and the Daoguang Emperor who took over the throne was even younger. At this time, most of the concubines still left in the Forbidden City were from his Hongli......

Wulanala clan, Wei Jia clan, Gao Jia clan, Su Jia clan, Lu clan, Huang Guifei Fucha clan, Jin Jia clan...... There are also a number of concubines, concubines, concubines, nobles, and always there, there are dozens of people with taste, and there are hundreds of people in Chuxiu Palace.

And now, these concubines have been scattered all over the world, and have become other people's wives and concubines, thinking that the gentle body is no longer their own confination, and being pressed under the body by others, it feels more uncomfortable than death.

Hongli spent a lot of effort to complete the psychological reconstruction, he is already a dead man in name, or a prisoner of the Holy Dao Emperor, the Holy Dao Emperor can give himself such treatment, magnanimous and open-minded, the emperors since ancient times can't compare, what else do you want? Do you want the Holy Dao Emperor to return all his wives and concubines to himself, so that he can continue to be the son of heaven in Yinghua?

With such an awareness, and at the same time, the newspaper did not mention which important minister the Fucha clan was accepted, and he began to agree with some rumors in the market, and he had no thoughts about the Fucha clan.

Hongli and Fucha are not in deep love, but they are more affectionate than ordinary husbands and wives [1], today is the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, full of misery, and made such a picture under the moon.

This painting is not all for the expression of nostalgia, Fucha's question is scratching Hongli's itch, will be a stomach sad to throw away, even don't care about asking Fucha's intention, Hongli said with great interest: "This is my work to participate in the Jiangnan Golden Autumn Art Exhibition, last year I took a thirty-eight, with this painting, I will be able to break into the twenty!" The theme of the exhibition is the style of the characters in this world, of course, you have to wear the clothes of this world and comb your hair in this world! ”

He also beckoned to the Fucha clan: "Come on!" Come with me, look at my achievements in the past few years, in this British country, I Ai Hongli is also a master of calligraphy and painting, not as good as Bian Shoumin, how can I be better than Zheng Banqiao, Li Fangying's half-baked sons! ”

Fucha said: "Fourth master, have you forgotten that you are a Manchurian, and you have forgotten that you were the emperor of the Qing Dynasty?" ”

Hongli stared at him, looked left and right nervously, and then lowered his voice and said: "I am a Manchurian, but I am not Emperor Qianlong, nor is Hongli, my surname is now Ai Hongli!" ”

Only then did he come back to his senses and frowned, "Ah...... Lan, are you here to test me? ”

Fucha shook his head, wanting to say something, but tears welled up in his eyes, and it was difficult to speak.

Hongli gasped slightly. He was very smart, he had already thought of something, he was originally very close to the Fucha clan, but now he quietly moved his steps and stepped back.

Fucha choked up at this time and said, "I'm here to ask you, what do you think about the future, and if you are willing...... Live the life of an ordinary person. ”

Hongli nodded without hesitation: "Yes." How could you not want to!? If Alain ......"

Fucha corrected, "My name is Fu Lan now. ”

"Yes, yes, Fu ...... Fu Niangniang, bothering Fu Niangniang to pass on the message to the uncle, from now on. I'm Alfin! I only wish to be a small citizen of Britain, to be able to take over all the rivers and mountains in the world, and to paint the scenery of the world, this is my wish in this life. In the past, as Emperor Qianlong, everything in Hongli has nothing to do with me! ”

Hongli grovelled, the more he talked, the more excited he became, although he had not been abused in the past few years, he was a captive person after all. In addition to concentrating on calligraphy and painting, his only wish is to be able to regain his freedom and live the rest of his life as an ordinary citizen.

Fucha's pupils constricted: "Fu ...... Empress!? ”

Hongli was stunned, isn't it? Isn't it that the uncle wants to admit you into the palace and let you come here to make a complete break with me?

Everyone in the world knows that the uncle is romantic. There are not many concubines in the harem, but all of them are talented and beautiful. Alan you are detached, but also extraordinary, in public and private, it is logical for the uncle to accept you, and it is even rumored in the country that the uncle is still on the throne of Jinluan in the Jinluan Treasure Hall to turn the phoenix with you, and he has collected the dragon spirit of the Qing Dynasty and the Manchurians.

People in the world still know that the uncle has a good face. Whatever you do, you have rules and elegant words. He can't learn to behave like his courtiers, and the appearance is too ugly after all, so he sent you to meet me, cut off the past with me, and at the same time give me my freedom. In this way, if he takes you into the palace again, there will be no stain.

Fucha's ...... No, Fu Lan sneered, and suddenly slapped Hongli, and the crisp sound was loud outside the moonlit night.

"As soon as the dragon robe of the Aixin Jueluo family took off, you were so ugly and vulgar! Not only have you insulted me, but you have been so disrespectful to this day! Of course, I don't want you to still remember the past family and state affairs, but you ...... But you should also be like a person, remember our affection, and say something to me! ”

It wasn't until Fu Lan came out of the courtyard that Hongli figured out the joints, and suddenly woke up, he went straight to the courtyard gate, but was stopped by the guards.

"Alain! It's me thinking wrong, I'm just, I'm just, I'm just ......"

Fu Lan turned her back to him, although her figure was slender, she stood tall in the night wind, and the gentle and skillful queen who was familiar to Hongli in the past was gone, replaced by a strong woman who was self-reliant.

"Ulanara clan...... Cut the hair for the nun. ”

"Wei Jia's ...... Followed a general. ”

Gao Jia's ...... married the sacrifice of the Sixth Division of the Jiangnan Praetorian Guard, although the sacrifice broke a leg, but she was loved like a treasure. ”

Su Jia's ...... Followed a big businessman. ”

"It's their choice, no one forced me, let alone me. When the son said today, the world is in trouble, why bother to press on the daughter's family. Even if the country is hated by the clan, men have to have mercy on women, so the Son of Heaven allows me to choose my own way out. ”

Fu Lan turned to stare at Hongli, with tears in her eyes: "My choice is to accompany you through this life, whether you are a prisoner or a beggar, but you ......"

Before she finished speaking, she bit her lip and shook her head, leaving a wisp of tears in the night.

"I'm ...... I can't help myself, Alain...... Come back! Alain ——! ”

Hongli screamed, and when he called to the back, his liver and intestines were already broken.

Helping Hongli, who was crying to the ground, in, the two guards walked out of the courtyard, looked at each other and sighed, they not only knew the origin of the two, but the conversation just now was also clear to their ears.

"I don't think he can't help himself, but he has forgotten how to be a person."

"Yes, if you can't be a master, you can be a slave, he only knows how to choose between these two."

When the fourth master cried and fell to the ground, on the other side of the foothills, in another courtyard, another fourth master was also in tears.

"Bao'er!?"

Looking at Niu Co Lu, who was blessed with all his money, Yin Zhen almost wanted to rush out of the wheelchair and hugged the other party.

Niu Colu looked at Yinzhen, who had gray hair and paralyzed lower body, but his cheeks were ruddy and shiny, and his eyes were also radiant, and he exhaled a long breath of relief: "Before, I only knew that the fourth master was still in the world, and I didn't dare to think about what the fourth master's situation was, but now when I see it, my heart will be at ease." I really want to thank Your Majesty, and let the concubine get her wish. ”

Yin Zhen tilted his head, pretended to wipe away his tears inadvertently, and then pursed his lips and said, "Your Majesty!?" The Holy Word has given you so many small favors. You have forgotten about the hatred of the country and the hatred of the family!? You should call me Your Majesty, but it's not the fourth master! ”

Niu Colu stepped forward and held Yinzhen's hand: "Fourth master, you good Manchurian men are fighting like this, you can't do anything, and you still complain about what our women are doing?" ”

Feeling the warmth in the hands of the former favorite concubine, Yin Zhen hummed again: "It's not that there is no kind of woman, look at that Ru Xi......"

Niu Colu smiled: "Then does the fourth master want Ru Xi to accompany you, or is it a cheap concubine?" ”

Yin Zhen's eyes slowly widened. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he was trying his best to suppress some emotion, so that his voice changed his tone a little: "You mean ......"

Niu Colu nodded: "Your Majesty allows us to choose our own way out, and the concubine has no way to go." After helping Zhang Luo finish the whereabouts of those poor girls in the Forbidden City, he begged His Majesty to allow the concubine to come here, and from now on, the fourth master will no longer be alone. ”

Yinzhen's body trembled, and he suddenly slapped the back of the wheelchair, and shouted in a round voice: "Li Wei! Add an extra pair of chopsticks! Oh, the boiled bird's nest soup, share a portion of rock sugar! ”

"Is the fourteenth master or the little master here? They don't eat rock candy, right? ”

Li Wei muttered. Seeing that it was Niu Colu, he first looked incredulous, and then was infected by Yinzhen's joy that was laughing and crying, grinning, and then the corners of his mouth gradually collapsed.

"Master Xi is here to accompany the master?"

Li Wei asked again cautiously, and Yinzhen and Niu Colu hummed at the same time.

"Oh......"

Li Wei turned around, and the aggressive sound of the crutches on the ground became heavy. It was unusually empty at night.

Yinzhen and Niu Colu didn't notice Li Wei, so Yinzhen said: "It's too late today, otherwise call Hongli and let him have fun, he also misses you all day." ”

Speaking of his son, Niu Colu smiled: "He should be out of time tonight." ”

In the kitchen, hearing the laughter of the two clearly, Li Wei suddenly felt. My life is no longer interesting.

Li Wei's life has two distinct sections, the first includes fighting with Li Xi in his early years, and then climbing to Yinzhen, helping Yinzhen to seize the throne step by step, when Yinzhen became Yongzheng, he also stepped onto the highest point of the stage of life.

At a young age, he became a feudal official. In the previous years, his career was marked with two labels, high-ranking officials and magnates, and the emperor's henchmen, but this period came to an abrupt end fourteen years ago, when the Rehe Palace Rebellion came to an abrupt end, and the final label gave him a final conclusion for this period of his career: a loser.

The second career is very unique, he and Yinzhen depend on each other, Yinghua Hall when the rat catches birds, once thought that it would be the end of the career, but did not expect that he and Yinzhen's biggest enemy in life, Li Xi, but became the benefactor who rescued them, brought them back to the south, and raised them for 14 years.

He Li Wei does not care about the affairs of the world like Yinzhen, unlike Yinzhen who is gradually fascinated by the Yinghua New World, and at the same time has an immortal heart to engage in politics. He only cares about one thing: the master needs him, and without him, the master will not live comfortably, or even survive.

Right now...... Master Xi is here, is there still a need for him to exist?

Cooked the bird's nest porridge, did not forget Yinzhen's explanation, specially prepared a bowl with rock sugar, and sent it out, he returned to the kitchen, looked at the beam above his head, touched the belt around his waist, and made a decision.

There was a rumbling sound in the kitchen, and Yinzhen turned his head and shouted: "Are you guilty of being cheap again, do you have to catch the mouse!?" ”

After scolding people, Yin Zhen turned his head and smiled at Niu Colu: "Li Wei's stupid person, if you don't scold, you won't have a long memory!" ”

Niu Colu also smiled: "I heard that the fourth master, you not only scold, but also scolds the country every day in the newspaper." ”

Yin Zhen smiled faintly: "Don't look at the dragon chair I don't have a dragon chair to sit on now, but I haven't stopped fighting with that guy in the Holy Dao for a day." Indeed, the Divine Way is shrewd, knowing how to speak widely, and to take the wisdom of others. This is not my chance, today's Great Britain, I Ai Yin Zhen, the iron pen in my Ai Yin Zhen's hand is enough to shake his national policy...... Look, he let you come, on the face of which he rewarded me for the national policies I had mentioned in the newspaper in the past, but in my bones...... He admits that his wisdom in national politics is not as good as mine, and he is admitting defeat to me. ”

Niu Colu said admiringly: "Fourth master...... In the cage, I still don't forget to save the Qing Dynasty and protect our Manchurians, without the Fourth Master and Ru Xi, we are afraid of dying early. ”

Yin Zhen's face sank: "Ru Xi!?" Don't confuse me with that beam-jumping witch! She's playing with fire now! Let me tell you, these little tricks she is playing now can only anger the Holy Dao in the end, and can only bring disaster to the Manchurians......"

Yinzhen started to talk about the big truth, and Niu Colu was dizzy when he heard it, and then he heard the strange noise in the kitchen, and quickly interjected: "Li Wei, what's going on!?" The concubine went to take a look. ”

Yinzhen stopped talking about politics, thinking that every time he published a national policy advice in the newspaper, Li Wei put on a face for himself, and said angrily: "That dog minion, you don't have to worry until you die......

Just as he was gritting his teeth and muttering, he heard a scream from Niu Colu, piercing the night of the full moon.

When Yinzhen rolled into the kitchen in a wheelchair, he saw Li Wei, who was hanging in the air and his toes were still trembling, and he also screamed.

He shouted more sharply than Niu Colu: "Call people——! Saving ——! ”

The guards quickly rushed in, but when Li Wei was put down, his body was already stiff and his breath was gone.

"Chest-beating and air-filling method!"

The guards were all trained in emergency medical care, and hurriedly gave Li Wei artificial respiration, and after tinkering for a while to no avail, Yinzhen broke out: "I'm coming!" I got it! ”

Regardless of the fact that he was paralyzed, Yinzhen pounced directly on Li Wei, his eyes shining.

Press, press, press...... Call......

Press, press, press...... Call......

"Idiot! Come alive! ”

Yinzhen was busy while screaming, and when he poured mouth-to-mouth air again, Li Wei coughed and coughed, and finally woke up.

Yin Zhen slapped him violently: "You useless idiot!" You can't even die, and you still need me to save you, what can you do!? ”

Li Wei cried and shouted, "Master...... Ah, master, I'm useless, master...... Woohoo......"

"If you want to die, don't die in front of my eyes, you know!? Dirty my eyes! ”

"Yes, master, the slave doesn't dare!"

The two hugged their heads and cried, one scolded and the other repented, and others were also in tears, Niu Colu wiped his tears and said in his heart, it seems that I am the damned one......