Yinzhen frowned, pushed the door open and entered, coughed clearly, and said with some blame: "Thirteenth brother!" Yinxiang was stunned when he heard this, turned his head sideways, and saw that it was Yinzhen, first he was a little sneering, and then he stopped talking, and then his eyes were red, and then he lowered his head. Yinzhen waved his hand to let the official on the side and the messenger who delivered the food retreat, and then walked to Yinxiang's side, and said slowly: "Brother Xiang, what do you have to say to the fourth brother, as for the fire with these errands?" Yinxiang looked at the plate of dumplings in front of him, and after a while, he said sullenly: "Fourth brother, I know that I can't be angry with them, but you see, the next dinner is only sent to this, no matter how bad it is, I will also be the elder brother, is it the turn of these minions to be so bad?" If it was usual, I wouldn't have bothered with them, but now, today is my birthday ....... ”

Yin Zhen sat next to Yin Xiang on one side, and said unhurriedly: "If it is on the side, I will never let Brother Xiang suffer the slightest grievance, only this one, the thirteenth brother is wrong, I ordered them to send some dumplings today." "Fourth brother, you?" Yinxiang was stunned, looking at Yinzhen with a puzzled face. Yin Zhen smiled faintly and said, "It's just for you to cushion your feet, so as not to come to the main table, and you won't have the stomach to use." Yinxiang was wondering, and he heard a woman outside the door choking up: "Master..."

Zhao Jia's eyes looked at Yinxiang for a moment, she almost couldn't believe it, Yinxiang in front of her was pale, his cheeks were deeply sunken, and he was also a little out of shape, although his forehead seemed to be freshly shaved and blue, but his hair was a little messy. Is this still the suave and free and easy thirteenth master in the past? Zhao Jia's hands couldn't help but tremble, and the overflowing soup was about to fall, but fortunately, Yinzhen on the side saw it, and went straight over, put the bowl in front of Yinxiang, and took out the box containing tiger bone paste from his arms, put it aside, and said with a smile: "I congratulated the thirteenth brother on his birthday, but on this knot, I can't be uninteresting, so that Brother Xiang will complain about me, you and your brother and sister will talk about yourself." He patted Yinxiang on the shoulder, then got up and left.

The cloud leg chicken noodle soup in front of him was hot and misty, but Yinxiang covered his face with his hands, and for a long time, it seemed that a drop of something slipped between his fingers and fell into the bowl. Zhao Jia's couldn't hold it anymore, he crashed into Yinxiang's arms like a deer, rubbed his hands on Yinxiang's forehead, sobbed and called "Master", and the teardrops were hung down in strings, until a long time later, Yinxiang withdrew his hand and held up Zhaojia's chin, at this time his expression was calm as usual, and he smiled slightly: "If you add ingredients to this soup again, I am afraid that this bowl of longevity noodles will be too salty to eat." Zhao Jiashi woke up at this time, and when he looked at it again, the soup was already cold, and the noodles had already risen to the surface, and tears were about to gush out again: "How good is this, the soup was stewed overnight yesterday...." Yinxiang seemed to have returned to his old appearance, flicked his braids, and teased: "It's okay, what you care about is not the face, it's your mind." I can't eat noodles for a while, but if you change it, you can do it. Zhaojia's family was originally a pear blossom with rain, but when Yinxiang said this, he collected his tears, and two red clouds appeared on his face, and he gently pushed Yinxiang, and said angrily: "Just bully the concubine, no matter how unpalatable it is, the master has to taste the concubine's mind." As he spoke, he used a chopsticks in his hand to clip a few noodles for Yinxiang and put them in his mouth......

Outside the East Warm Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace.

Ma Qi glanced at Li Dequan, frowned and asked, "When will the master call in?" Li Dequan only smiled, bowed and said: "Zhongtang and wait with peace of mind, the sign has been handed in, and when the master sees Master Li, he will turn over the sign in Zhongtang." He turned sideways and placed another cup of tea for Ma Qi. Ma Qi looked at the Western table clock on the side, Li Guangdi had been in for a moment or two, why hadn't he seen it yet? What kind of political affairs did he deserve to be so favored by Kangxi?

Ma Qi was anxious outside, Li Guangdi was also restless in Dongnuan, and Kangxi Shicai's every sentence seemed to have a deep meaning, but he couldn't answer a word. How can he be a Hanchen who can question these things? The sea has been up and down for decades, and the saints have been continuous, and now he is raised with the honor of a scholar, and if there is one more thing that he is concerned about, it is the three words of the final examination. If you are involved in the turmoil of this Lichu, where can you still get out of the whole body? Kangxi's meaning, Li Guangdi has been on the king's side for a long time, and he naturally knows it, but the second elder brother Yinren is not the choice of the king, and this time the night guard of the tent hall has pierced a thorn in Kangxi's heart. Needless to say, at present, in the government and the opposition, the eighth elder brother's reputation is far and wide, and if the will of the prince is heard, I am afraid that it will be expected by everyone. But how could Kangxi, the master, tolerate such a crown prince who is all virtuous? The crown prince is so popular when he is in the throne, where is the emperor who is about to reach the 95th Supreme? However, if the second elder brother and the eighth elder brother are not successful, then who will be the successor? If this bet is not made well, it will be a great disaster to the descendants of the descendants. Li Guangdi thought about it, he would rather not have this meritorious service, and he would not have put the Li family in danger.

Kangxi saw Li Guangdi, who was silent and contemplative on the side, hesitated slightly, waved his hand, and said: "You go, you have to live and understand my heart, and I will drive Changchun Garden in a few days, and I will have my own will at that time." As if he had been pardoned, Li Guangdi bowed down and hurriedly retreated. Li Dequan took a bowl of heat, and said in front of Kangxi: "Master, it's cold and cold this day, drink some to warm up your body first, and you have to add two more smoked cages in the hall..." ”

Ma Qi entered, and was about to ask for peace, Kangxi raised his hand to call forbid, pointed to the felt mat beside him and said: "Come close" Ma Qi knelt close to him. Kangxi looked at the slightly gray braids behind Ma Qi, and sighed with emotion: "I remember that you are the same age as me, and you are about to be at the same age?" Ma Qi knelt up straight, and replied with a smile: "Yes, the slave is seven out of fifty this year." "Hmm" Kangxi nodded, looked Ma Qi up and down, and said: "I saw that your body was still strong and strong before, why do you look a little weak now?" "This...?" Ma Qi was stunned, very confused, obviously his body was sturdy, why did Kangxi say this? But it was inconvenient to say, so he had to say vaguely: "It's about the slave who has been a little tired recently, and he looks thinner." Kangxi smiled faintly and said, "A few days ago, I took the window classes of those Hanlin in the Hanlin Academy, and there were a few good ones, and when did I transfer those to my south study to walk on errands." If you can have three or two experienced people, you can also share some of them with you, Tong Guowei, and Zhang Yushu. Ma Qi responded, opened the box he brought with him, took out an inscription book from inside, and said: "My lord, it seems that the west is not very peaceful, and before the court was played, Lazang Khan attacked and killed the regent of the fifth living Buddha in Lhasa, and now he wants to set up another living Buddha." Kangxi's face darkened suddenly, he took out the question book, and hurriedly finished reading it, only a few words from between his closed teeth: "Wolf ambition!"