When they walked in front of Yongxuan and Xiao Chu Nian, Zhang Jia Agui let go of Zong Zhen's ears.

"The minister has seen the seventeenth elder brother and the tenth princess."

After Zhang Jia Agui saluted, seeing that his grandson, who was standing there rubbing his ears, did not react, he hurriedly coughed dryly.

Only then did the young master reluctantly salute the brother and sister: "Zong Zhen has seen the seventeenth elder brother and the tenth princess. ”

Seeing this, Zhang Jia Agui finally smiled with satisfaction: "Let the two highnesses see the joke, it is the subordinates who are not strict in their family education and raise such a naughty boy." ”

"Zong Zhen is in harmony with the prince and the tenth princess, and the rules are not so important, and they become better casually."

Yongxuan glanced at Zong Zhen, who was standing behind Marfa, and spoke to Zhang Jia Agui.

"This is also a blessing for the ministers."

Zhang Jia Agui is old, and his personality is also decent, and he does not exceed the etiquette by half a point, and he can't play with his children at all.

In the end, the young master of Zong Zhen was left in the imperial garden, and after saying goodbye, he went to the imperial study to discuss state affairs with Hongli.

The little young master who didn't have Marfa staring at it was unrestrained, freed, and did it directly.

"I pretended to be tired for a while just now."

Yongxuan personally brought Zong Zhen a cup of tea, and Zong Zhen drank it with a sip of face.

But the little princess's attention was not on Zong Zhen, and she kept staring at the exit with wide eyes, expecting Jiang Yi's appearance.

However, the little princess's eyes were sore, and Jiang Yi didn't appear.

I had to lie on the stone table and ask Zong Zhen in frustration.

"Didn't Jiang Yi's small pot pot come? Why didn't he come! As she spoke, the little princess suspected that Zong Zhen was bullying Jiang Yi behind her back, and asked, "Did Zong Zhen kill him?" ”

Zong Jian was still holding a teacup in his hand, and when he heard Jiang Yi's name, he slammed the teacup on the table.

"Oh, sister, how can you? Sir, am I going to bully such a stuffy oil bottle? And he murdered me, how dare I murder him! ”

"Then why didn't Jiang Yi come to the small pot?" The little princess was a little melancholy.

Jiang Yi's small pot is her eighteenth imperial brother, if he doesn't enter the palace, how can she bring the eighteenth imperial brother to Huang Ama to recognize and create such a "chance encounter" that father and son recognize?

If the small pot doesn't enter the palace, how will she accomplish this?

This is not like running to Huang Ama and saying that she wants a Huang Ama with those precious seals, her fairy tales can only be regarded as jokes.

She really wanted to have one more royal brother, so that there would be one more person to play with her.

Hey, she's only four years old, and she's living like a sixty-four-year-old, so why bother?

The little princess lost her mind to play when she thought about it, and thought about why she was living so hard as a baby.

Zong Jian was also upset when he mentioned Jiang Yi: "Forget it, don't mention him, he doesn't want to contact us, so that's it." ”

Before he could speak, Zong Jian saw a few fat carp in the barrel on one side.

"Eh, I'm good, this fish was caught from this pool, right? looks so good, what is raised in the palace is really gratifying. ”

Zong Zhen approached the wooden barrel greedily, staring at the carp, as if he saw the fish already lying on the plate beckoning to him, and beckoned him to hurry up and taste it.