His name is Jun Erbao and he is six years old this year.

Today is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and after having dinner with his father and mother, he stayed in the front hall to welcome his cousin, whom he had not seen for two years.

The cousin is the crown prince of the Sheng Dynasty, Jun Jingrui, at the age of twelve, he argued that the ministers participated in the politics of the dynasty, in the eyes of the people, he is a genius, and in the eyes of the ministers, he is the future of the prosperous Ming Jun.

And in his eyes...

He wanted to go back to his room and read.

"Erbao Erbao, your brother Rui has come to see you!!"

As usual, ordinary people arrived before the sound arrived, Jun Erbao put down the teacup in his hand after hearing the sound, looked at the distance and felt that it was inappropriate, and pushed it farther away, only then raised his head to look at the cousin who had run at the entrance of the front hall without the image of the future prince.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?"

Jun Erbao stood up and greeted respectfully.

"Erbao, I've told you 10,000 times, why do you still call me His Royal Highness the Prince? Uncle and aunt have asked you to call me Brother Rui directly. ”

"The courtesy of the monarch is great."

"You're not a minister yet, you're just a little bit."

"......" indifferent face.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, let's go directly, I glanced at it from a distance on the way when I came, but it was lively."

"Hmm"

The sky outside gradually darkened, and the twelve-year-old Jun Jingrui and the six-year-old Jun Erbao squeezed into the temple fair with difficulty, and the street was full of people coming and going, shoulder to shoulder, smiling, a festive and peaceful scene.

"Wow, there are so many people rushing to the temple fair, looking at the black oppression, you can't see the edge at all!"

"Erbao, come, Brother Rui is holding you, what if we get separated?"

"There are ten secret guards and 100 guards around, and you can scatter at will."

Jun Erbao put his hands behind his back, like an old scholar in the court, frowning and thinking, seriously analyzing the feasibility of separation.

"Uh... Yes... Erbao, there are a lot of small-faced people over there, let's go, Brother Rui will buy it for you. ”

He gave up arguing with Brother Erbao, what he couldn't win, he couldn't win in this life.

The streets on both sides of the road are full of colorful lights, and the people walking on the road have already put on their favorite and most in line with the new clothes of the temple fair. It was full of colors, and he forgot the solemnity and rigor of Miyagi for a while.

"Erbao, hurry up."

"Boss"

"Eh, what do the two little boys want? You can give two people a pinch. ”

The vendor saw that the two people standing in front of the stall were both nobles with luxurious clothes and extraordinary temperament, not like locals, so they became more and more hospitable.

"Really? Thank you boss, you just pinch it like my brother and ask for two. ”

"Okay"

"Brother Rui, why are you pinching me? Two more? ”

Jun Erbao tried to subdue by calling his brother, so that the prince's cousin would not pinch his little face.

"Of course it's for my father and an aunt, my father hasn't seen you for two years, I came to your side for the New Year this time, my father ordered me to bring you a lot of treasures, you can't give some return gifts? Besides, Auntie, she will be happy to receive your little face, don't you want your mother to be happy? ”

The rhetoric of "......" is impeccable, and he is completely defeated!

Seeing that Erbao's younger brother pursed his lips and was silent, Rui'er knew that he had won this time, and he was also His Royal Highness the Prince, if he couldn't even clean up such a small point, how could he still mix in the court? He selectively forgot about his previous record, well.

Time passed quietly in the brothers' playfulness all the way, they bought strings of big sugar gourds, rattling small windmills, just pinched Erbao's noodles over there, and then went to the candy man to blow a fuzzy version of Jun Jingrui.

Until the sound of crackling firecrackers reminded them that it was the first day of the Lunar New Year, the city was filled with deafening firecrackers, fireworks rose in colorful colors, and the whole town was immersed in the sound of fireworks.

Looking at the cousin with a happy face and the hustle and bustle of the city, Erbao's face rarely showed a shallow smile.

"Brother Rui, I wish you all the best."

"Haha, Brother Erbao also has a smooth life!"