I was glad that my grandson Yinzhen suddenly felt comforted by his old arms, and he was in good spirits during happy events, and the cough that lasted for a long time was quickly cured. He personally decreed that he prepared a solemn baptism ceremony for this grandson, and personally gave him a name.

Yinzhen's calligraphy skills are first-class, splashing ink, and the word "Hu" in a big Dong Ti Kaishu falls on the white rice paper, and the end is dignified and charming.

Yao Jiaxin was stunned next to her, "Hu? Coral Hul? "——Why did His Majesty the Fourth Master choose this word?

Yin Zhen immediately cast a contemptuous look at someone, "It's Hu of 'Hu Lian'!" Hu and Lian are both ritual vessels of the temple, and they can also refer to the talents of governing the country and the country! ”

Yao Jiaxin looked surprised, she didn't expect a "Hu" to have such a deep meaning? Taught.

Really...... She still reads too little!

Yao Jiaxin's old face was embarrassed.

Yin Zhen said very unceremoniously: "Tian'er, read more books when you have nothing to do." ”

Yao Jiaxin's old face was ashamed and indignant, her grandchildren had all slipped together, and she still had to study?!

But he had to respond: "Yes, yes, live to learn." ”

Hearing this, Yin Zhen was slightly stunned, and there was surprise in his eyes: "I didn't expect Tian'er to be able to say such a cultured word." ”

That is, this is what the ancient Athenian statesman Solon said!

Wait, Yao Jiaxin hasn't been proud for three seconds, and her old face is a little ugly, "Fourth Master, what do you mean by this?!" "-Can't I just say something sensible?! Without this contempt for people!

Yin Zhen couldn't help but smile and comforted: "It's not in the way, even if Tian'er has no talent and no cultivation, I still like you." ”

Yao Jiaxin's black line, she was not comforted!

As soon as he heard "the second elder brother of Prince Mu is named Yonghu", Fucha immediately understood the deep meaning of the word Hu, even if he was still in confinement, he immediately climbed down from the bed and kowtowed to thank him.

On this occasion, the Fucha family finally got rid of it, and Mrs. Tong Jia's wife immediately rejoiced and did not fall into the palace to visit her daughter and little grandson Yonghu.

The swaddling Yonghu is still just a little milk baby as red as a monkey's buttocks, but Mrs. Tong Jia's wife can't put it down, and she smiles from ear to ear, "You look at the child, your eyes and nose are very similar to Prince Mu." ”

Fucha was crooked on the warm couch, with a forehead on her head, although her complexion was not good, but her eyebrows and eyes were smiling, and her spirit was very good, she sneered: "Hu'er's eyebrows and eyes haven't grown yet, where can you see who she looks like?" E-niang just coax me to play. ”

Mrs. Tong Jia smiled and said: "Anyway, this is Prince Mu's first son-in-law after all, even if you give Yonghu a few more brothers in the future, no one is more valuable than him." ”

Mrs. Tong Jia's face was honored, her eyes looked at the west side of the courtyard, but her smile suddenly dispersed, "It's a pity that Yonghu is not the eldest son, and there is a little regret." ”

Fucha's face was tinged with arrogance, "There are grandchildren, but there are no grandchildren." And since his daughter had Yonghu, no one could go beyond him. ”

Mrs. Tong Jia nodded: "That's natural." ”

As she spoke, Mrs. Tong Jia's wife lowered her voice and asked, "I heard that the eldest brother has not yet chosen a name." ”

Fucha smiled slightly, "The sixth master already told me the day before yesterday, he chose the word 'Lang' for the eldest brother, turned around and bowed to the Khan Ama Emperor's mother, and entered the royal jade butterfly with Yonghu." ”

"Lang?" As soon as she heard this word, Mrs. Tong Jia's wife thought for a moment, and then smiled reassuringly, "It seems that in the eyes of Prince Mu, we Yonghu are more valuable." ”

Kunning Palace, His Majesty the Fourth Master has recovered from his illness, and now he is preparing to go to the Summer Palace of the Old Summer Palace to escape the summer - although it is not yet March.

At this time, the report from below said that Prince Mu had come to ask for peace.

"Yonglang?" Yao Jiaxin read the name and looked at Hongxu, "The 'Lang' of the book? ”

Hongxu bowed his head, "Exactly, my son hopes that this child will be diligent and studious in the future." This word has another meaning, Lang, a beautiful stone like jade. It's just that Hongxu doesn't plan to say the second meaning.

Yao Jiaxin nodded, "Good intentions." ”

It's just that Yao Jiaxin felt that she hadn't read enough, so she turned around and looked through the dictionary. In this era, there are already relatively complete dictionaries, such as the "Kangxi Dictionary". Of course, this thing is far less easy to use than the Xinhua dictionary. Yao Jiaxin directly asked someone to turn out the word "Lang" for her and went to see the meaning.

After looking at it, I immediately understood that Hongxu, a rabbit cub, was quite eccentric.

After being speechless for a long time, Yao Jiaxin sighed, it's just that, Yonglang is a concubine after all, if he is given a name that is too valuable, it will not do him any good. In addition to valuing the dignity of the concubine, Hongxu did not have the intention of preserving the child's peace and prosperity throughout his life.

In a blink of an eye, the Fucha clan was out of confinement, and His Majesty the Fourth Master also set off, and the concubine's children went to the Old Summer Palace after slacking off.

In the end, it is still the beautiful mountains and rivers of the Old Summer Palace, and it is comfortable to live in.

Bitong Academy is another Wuye swaying, and the Fucha clan has a sunny and warm day, wrapping Yonghu Tuantuan and bringing it to Bitong Academy, kowtowing to Yao Jiaxin, the royal grandmother, to say goodbye.

Although it was already a full moon, Yonghu's little face was still red, and he was sleeping quietly in the swaddling clothes with the big red dragon pattern, and his whole body was covered with the pleasant smell of milk.

Yao Jiaxin was afraid of waking up the child, so she just hugged her slightly, and brought Yonghu a gold collar with double dragons playing with pearls, which was considered a meeting gift, so she asked the nurse to take the child to the next room and lie down to sleep.

Yao Jiaxin smiled again and pinched Qingluan's pink little face, "Don't worry, even if you have Hu'er, Huang Mama still likes Luan'er the most!" ”

Qingluan smiled brightly with her little milk teeth as white as shells.

After giving birth, Fucha's complexion was a little bad, but she still sat upright on the chair, without any gaffe, she smiled and said: "Qingluan is blessed." Huang Eniang has so many grandchildren, and the most painful thing over the years has always been Qingluan. ”

"Luan'er likes Huang Ma the most~" The little girl's small mouth is also extremely sweet, and she threw herself on Yao Jiaxin's legs, all the greasy.

Fucha glared at his daughter with disgust, "Luan'er! Pay attention to your manners, and don't stain your royal grandmother's dress. ”

Qingluan stood up straight like a good girl, and responded with a "yes" obediently.

Yao Jiaxin touched Luan's little face, and said to Fucha with a smile: "Luan'er is still young, rules and etiquette or something, take your time." ”

Fucha meekly replied "yes", "As long as the emperor doesn't blame." ”

Yao Jiaxin: "How can it be, it's too late for the palace to like Luan'er." ”

While laughing, Wang Yicheng hurriedly came in to report: "Eight Blessings and Nine Blessings are here to ask for peace." ”

It is a rule for the royal Fujin to enter the palace on the fifteenth day of the first month, but outside the rules, you can naturally enter the palace from time to time. The most frequent people who enter the palace have naturally touched the blessings of Hongxing and Hongyue.

Yao Jiaxin hurriedly asked: "Tong Jia's family brought Qingle?" ”

Wang Yicheng smiled and said "yes".

"Then let her in. The wind was still a little cold in March. Yao Jiaxin smiled and said, ouch, her old man likes these pink little Loli the most.

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