Chapter 151, things gather like living treasures and nephews
Qiandong five, here side by side five temples, from west to east respectively called the head, two, three, four and five, each is three into the pattern. It has always been used as the residence of the princes before they came of age.
The fourteen-year-old eleventh elder brother and the twelfth elder brother, and the fifteenth elder brother Yongyan, who had just turned six, had just moved from the Yanxi Palace of his biological mother, Concubine Ling, Wei, and started his study career.
The twelfth elder brother has been recuperating for several days because he accidentally contracted the wind cold.
In the evening of this day, after school, Fukang An Yili came to visit, and when he entered the inner room, he saw the twelve elder brothers sitting on the Luohan couch near the window, with a thick brocade quilt on his legs, and his face was still a little pale, but his spirit was much better.
Fukangan looked at the delicate prince, who was obviously two years older than him, but he was a little shorter than him...... In other words, the twelfth elder brother is not as tall as her sister! It's not a good match at all......
Fukangan was disgusted in his heart, but he didn't dare to show anything on his face, so he hurriedly stepped forward and beat Qian'er, "Is the twelfth master feeling better?" β
The twelfth elder brother couldn't help but smile: "It's no big deal, the emperor just came here and said that I can go to the Shangshufang tomorrow to study." These past few days, I've really been suffocated. Saying that, the twelfth elder brother showed a depressed look again: "It's a pity that Khan Ama temporarily stopped my riding and archery lesson......
Fukangan hurriedly smiled and said, "The emperor is concerned about the Twelfth Master, I'm afraid that you will be tired and sick again." β
The twelfth elder brother frowned, "I'm not that delicate, this time...... The wind chill is also because the minions below are not careless and do not close the windows tightly. The wind blew in the middle of the night, and I caught a cold. β
Fukang'an was slandered: but even if you open a little window, you can blow the disease! If it were him, even if he slept outside for a night, he would definitely make a living!
Fukangan said: "I heard that the queen mother was angry and severely punished the careless little eunuch." "ββThe servants who serve the twelve elder brothers have always been the most appropriate, this time...... No matter how you look at it, someone did it deliberately. Could it be that Brother Eleven did it? At such a juncture, let the twelfth elder brother fall ill, so that Ama can see how thin the twelve elder brothers' body bones are......
Fukangan shook his head secretly, there are many suspects. No matter who did it, the bones of the Twelfth Elder Brother are indeed thin, there is no doubt about it. How can a character like my sister marry such a man?
The twelfth elder brother said quietly: "I don't know how the draft went." β
Fukangan hurriedly said: "I heard that everything is going well, the twelfth master is no longer in the way, presumably the queen will introduce the show girl soon." β
The twelfth elder brother looked at Fukangan's handsome face, and his face was ruddy and good, which made the twelfth elder brother couldn't help but think of the sister who had been talking about Fukangan, and couldn't help asking: "Fuchagege is okay lately?" β
Fukangan frowned and sighed: "I just heard from the eleventh master that the diet given to the show girl by the stewards and eunuchs of the West Third Institute is not the slightest bit of meat, and the three meals are extremely reduced. β
One is that I am afraid that the show girl will not digest it if she eats greasy, and the other is ...... A light diet is particularly difficult to be medicated. All poisons have a certain smell, so the meals in the palace are less salty, no spicy, sweet and sour, and the diet of the West Three Institutes is even more bland.
The Twelfth Elder Brother couldn't help but show a little pity: "The rules of this dynasty have always been like this. It's just that I pity Fuchagege, she has been regarded as a fine food since she was a child, and she is really bitter in the West Third Institute. Saying that, the twelfth elder brother hurriedly said: "Why don't I give the emperor a mother, let the emperor take care of it secretly." β
Fukangan hurriedly shook his head: "How dare you alarm the master?" My sister just had a lighter diet and was out of the way. And it's lighter and safer. β
Hearing this refusal, the Twelfth Elder Brother looked a little embarrassed, "That's right, Fuchagege is not a picky person. β
After a moment of deep silence, the twelfth elder brother suddenly remembered what Huang Eniang said, what Huang Eniang meant was to give the sixth daughter of Cheng'en Gong to the eleventh elder brother and Fucha Yingyue to herself...... Thinking of this, the twelfth elder brother's cheeks turned red, "I don't know who Khan Ama will point out Fuchagege." β
Fukangan also had a headache, and he also wanted to know which one his brother-in-law would be in the future? It's a pity that he asked four or five times, and the emperor didn't reveal it at all!! It's really a rush to death!
The twelfth elder brother blushed and said, "Fukangan, we can be regarded as friends who have grown up together since childhood, ...... Do you think I'm ......"
What does the expression and words of the Twelfth Elder Brother mean, how could Fukangan not understand it? immediately pretended to smirk, "The hour is not early, the twelve masters, you are resting." β
After that, Fukangan smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and the thorns disappeared.
"Huh! Fukang ...... "The pale little face of the twelfth elder brother was full of depression.
Fukangan's feet were like flying, running fast, and as soon as he got out of the palace, he bumped into a certain uncle who came happily.
"Shhh Fukangan?! Is there a wolf behind your boy's ass? What are you doing running so fast?! β
This uncle is not an outsider, it is the eleventh master Yongzhen, Yongying rubbed his shoulder that was almost numb, and glared at Fukangan fiercely, this kid is obviously only twelve years old, and his strength is as big as a bison! Obviously, in his previous life, Fukang'an was just like this, but in this life, Fu'ankang, this kid, is alive and well!
"Eleventh Master?" Fukangan hurriedly bowed, feeling bitter in his heart, "If there is only a wolf behind me, it will be simple." "Just draw the bow and shoot it.
"Huh?" Yong Ying squinted his eyes and glanced at the door of the palace, which was the second hall of the twelfth brother. Fukangan ran out of the Twelve Brothers' Hall in a hurry......
"What? What did my delicate twelfth brother tell you to scare you away? Yong Ying had already figured out a few points in his heart, so a good and handsome face was a little gloomy.
Feeling the cold air emanating from the eleventh master, Fukangan couldn't help but shrink his neck: "It's nothing." Eleventh Master, you seem to be happy to hear it, I don't know what happy things are? β
Yong Ying snorted coldly, this slippery Fukangan! He immediately raised his lips and smiled, and said happily: "I just met you Ama outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, so we chatted for a while, and we talked very happily. β
Fukangan's eyes widened, "Have you had a good conversation?" You and my Amma?! β
"yes, no?" Yongying raised his eyebrows lightly.
Fukangan looked bitter, could it be that Ama took a fancy to the eleventh elder brother?!
Suddenly, Fu Ankang was stunned: "No, you are not going out of the palace today to participate in the prince's mansion...... Ahem! Fukangan coughed twice and didn't say anything unseemly.
Yong Ying nodded: "Yes, I went to attend the funeral of the fifth uncle." Then I went to see Sister Hejia by the way, and when I didn't come back, I met you Amma, so I chatted a few words. β
Fukang was suspicious, the eleventh master has always been close to Prince He, what kind of master is Prince He? The most unspeakable prince of the Qing Dynasty! is obviously the emperor's younger brother, but he has no shape all day long! Su Rili loves to hold a funeral for himself, and he also invites the relatives of the clan! Only the eleventh master went back to the capital, and others were afraid to avoid it!
Yongbi suddenly laughed, "That kid Yongbi is crying well today, it's like that!" β
Fukangan was speechless and choked, with such an Ama on the stall, the son of the world Yongbi is really unlucky. Holding a funeral with the prince, it is not just to make money for the funeral, people go back and do it like to do it, the Fujin Gege and the children of the house, all have to wear linen and filial piety, crying is not real, the fifth master of the family jumped out of the coffin, lost his temper, and counted it fiercely! If you cry sincerely, the fifth master will reward him greatly.
Fukangan: What the hell is this called?
"Then what kind of funeral did you give to the fifth master?" Fukang Anqiang asked with a smile.
Yong Ying laughed and said: "Then don't you need to say, the master wrote the elegy in person!" The upper link is the high wind and bright festival for eternity, and the lower link is the virtue of good conduct and virtue for thousands of years, and the horizontal criticism: heaven and man are sad! The fifth uncle deliberately kicked open the coffin lid, got up and took a closer look, and couldn't be happy. Our uncle and nephew drank several cups of sacrificial wine. β
Fukangan: ......-_-||It's really like things gather people in groups! What a pair of living treasures and nephews! Eleventh Master, in fact, you are born to the Fifth Master, right?
Amma, what's the matter, actually "having a good conversation" with such a master!!
Fukangan wanted to cry without tears.
But even more Fukangan's tears were still to come, and early the next morning, Fu Heng severely reprimanded Fukangan's poor studies, and entrusted the eleventh elder brother Yongying to urge his son's homework. The days of Fukangan are called a sad one.