Lin Du was venting, and she suddenly reacted: "Wait, Yuan Zhi, what year did you just say it is?" ”

Chen Yuanzhi repeated it again: "In the forty-seventh year of Kangxi, I said it three times. ”

"Just kidding, this is the white-hot prelude to the nine sons' succession, Kangxi is going to abolish the prince." Lin Du became more and more dissatisfied, "Even if the capitalists exploit me, why are they still sending me to such a moment of crisis." A few years earlier, everyone had at least a good relationship on the surface, and I invited everyone to a table for tea, and the task was solved, and now it is okay. ”

"Alright, stop complaining, take the memory." Chen Yuanzhi passed on her memories to Lin Du.

Lin Du comforted himself, if there is no plot, it is okay to have memories, it is better than nothing.

She received the memory, and the body she entered was Guo Luoluo Zhiyue, the eighth elder brother's concubine Fujin.

She was just a full moon when she crossed over, she really loved the eighth master, and her biggest goal was to change history and help the eighth master ascend to the throne.

Lin Du secretly apologized to her, she was so sorry, she was destined to not respect her wishes.

Lin Du has always respected the wishes of the parties the most, just like the previous plane, she even thought that if Bai Qingqing was willing to be with Li Beijue after she went back, then she would definitely respect Bai Qingqing's decision.

Unfortunately, her stance this time made it necessary for her to maintain the safety of the plane.

After receiving the memory, Lin Du closed his eyes and fell asleep, no matter how difficult the task was, he had to sleep well.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dawn.

Lin Du remembered that today was the birthday of the eighth master Yinxi, and a birthday banquet was held in the house, and all the elder brothers and Fujin would come.

She hurriedly dressed up, she was the hostess of the house and the hostess of the birthday banquet, so she couldn't go out on a business trip.

Fortunately, although Guo Luoluo Zhiyue was a traverser in the past, she was very studious and a good hand at managing the affairs of the house, and she basically arranged everything properly.

Yinxi's birthday is the tenth day of the first month of February, and it is about the beginning of April when it is replaced by the solar calendar, and the sky in the capital is not so cold.

Lin Du dressed up, finished eating, and went to Yinxi's courtyard to see how he was preparing today.

Of course, the most important thing is to see whether the rumored Eight Sage Kings, who are as gentle as jade and have attracted countless women to bend their waists, are so charming.

She walked to Yinxi's courtyard and found that Yinxi was actually dancing a sword, which was very different from what she imagined to read poetry and practice calligraphy.

However, it is also understandable that the Manchus have always admired the people on horseback, and they attach great importance to the cultivation of martial arts.

Yinxi's sword dance is very good-looking, the sword aura is full of chic, and the eyes are full of pride.

Now Yinxi is also twenty-seven years old, the ancients were precocious, and the royal children are even more so, twenty-seven years old is not young.

But Lin Duan inexplicably saw the youthful spirit from his dancing sword.

Gradually, the speed at which he danced the sword became faster and faster, so fast that Lin Duan could no longer see the moves clearly.

Lin Dui's mind began to wander, this is a very attractive man, even if she has not spoken to him.

There was a bright but not dazzling mature light on him, like a piece of jade that had been polished, warm and firm.

This is the twenty-seventh year of his life.

But he had already passed most of his life, and the Eight Sages King, who danced the sword in the morning, died at the age of forty-five.

What a pity.

In the end, he pulled a good-looking sword flower and closed the momentum. happy

Lin Du couldn't help but applaud.

"Zhiyue, you're here." Yin Yu smiled gently at Lin Dui.

"Eighth master, why are you dressed so thinly." Lin Du saw that Yinxi was only wearing a thin layer of clothes like a middle coat, and couldn't help but ask a little in his tone, "It's only the tenth day of the second month, and it's the time when it's warm and cold at first, and it's still quite cold in the morning." You are sweating with this sword, and the wind is blowing. ”

Lin Du pulled him into the house, "Today is your birthday party, you can't get sick." ”

Yinxi was not impatient, he patiently listened to what Lin Duan said, and then nodded: "I know, let's go add clothes." ”

There is no rebuttal, and there is no left ear in and right ear out.

This is a good advantage, and men of all dynasties should learn from it.

Yin Yu was changing clothes in the back room, and Lin Du was looking at those displays in the outhouse, they were all priceless, if she could bring one or two back, she would be developed.

"That's right." Yin Yu suddenly remembered something, "After the next dynasty today, the ninth, tenth, and fourteenth brothers also said that they would come over earlier today." ”

When Lin Duan heard this, this is the Eighth Master Party to have a small meeting first, "I know, I asked Zhou Fu to prepare, and I will wait for you earlier." ”

Zhou Fu is the housekeeper of the Eight Baylor Mansion and is very capable.

But then again, the Qing Dynasty gave Kangxi sons and courtiers very miserable, the Qing Dynasty emperors generally go to court every ten days, but when he came to Kangxi, he went to court every day, and the time of the court was about five or six o'clock in the morning. In the morning of winter, the capital is cold and dark, and the courtiers get up at almost three o'clock to prepare, or every day, almost no vacation, at most a few days off for the New Year, which is worse than the third year of high school.

Yinxi is also quite energetic, he went to the court so early, and finally came back from the next court, he didn't make up for sleep, and he was still in the mood to dance the sword.

Not long after Yinxi changed his clothes, the few people who held the Eight Masters Party meeting and their Fujin came.

The next person came to report, and Lin Du and Yinxi went out to greet these people together.

The tenth elder brother who walked in the front, I didn't know what the ninth elder brother and the fourteenth elder brother in the back said, he laughed heartlessly.

This person doesn't seem to have a city and is very easy to get along with.

On the right hand behind him is the Ninth Elder Brother Yinyu, Yinyu has a pair of very beautiful peach blossom eyes, but when his eyes are slightly squinted, Lin Duan always has a very dangerous feeling.

If you really want to count it, Zhiyue and Yinyu still have some cousin relationships, and Lin Duan called Yinyu a cousin.

The person next to Yinzhen is the fourteenth elder brother Yinzhen, the future general king.

However, he is only twenty years old now, and he is not as domineering as the general Wang, and he looks like a sunny and cheerful big boy.

"Starling, birthday Jile." Yin Yan came up first and hugged Yin Yu.

His strength was so great that Yinxi took two steps back slightly.

Lin Du took a step back and saluted the three of them.

"Look at your unruly appearance, the eighth sister-in-law should dislike you." Yin Yu bowed slightly to Lin Dui, "Eighth sister-in-law is good." ”

Yinzhen also did the same, "Eighth sister-in-law is good." ”

Only then did Yin Yu let go of Yin Yu embarrassedly and said hello to Lin Dui: "Hello eighth sister-in-law." ”

Subsequently, these three masters gave Yinxi a salute.

Then, the three of them saluted Yinxi, and Lin Du and them also saluted each other.

This number of rituals is quite complicated.