Wang Xilou watched "Huanzhu Gege" is Zhang Wei and Bingbing's film, the picture can see the sense of age, and it is an old film that is a century older than him for Feng Wuli.

But even if you don't talk about the release time of this TV series, let's just say that the era of the story background of this TV series, that is, the era of the emperor who wrote 40,000 poems and couldn't get into the textbook, was only a while ago for Wang Xilou.

Xiaoyanzi is fake, Ziwei is fake, but Emperor Qianlong is real, and Fukangan is real.

The woman in her arms swallowed melon seeds, looked at the computer screen and said, "Hongli doesn't look like this, his face should be thinner, and his eyes are small." ”

Feng Wuxian thought about it for a while, Hongli was talking about Emperor Qianlong.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth: "This is Mr. Zhang Tielin, just an actor." ”

“…… It looks like you're out. ”

"How do you say like you've seen it?"

"I've seen it, this person always ran to Jiangnan, the master felt lively at the time, and also ran over to join in the fun, the momentum was really huge, at that time the company was still called Qin Tianjian, every time he wanted to go to the south, Qin Tianjian and those factory fathers killed a river of blood in Jiangnan Road for a long time in advance, what evil cultivation, demons, mountain ghosts all cleaned up, and it was a good thing."

Maybe people like to talk about the past when they are old, she talks about these things with relish, and she likes to listen to them unreasonably, as if she saw hundreds of years ago through Wang Xilou's eyes.

"Master went to join in the fun and was regarded as evil, and sent someone to beat Master, but Master is not an unreasonable zombie, after all, he came uninvited, so he avoided his edge, and as a result, the four guards of Narauszi chased Master all the way to the East China Sea."

She said with a fluttering eyebrow:

"Master's temper at that time, can you endure it again and again? I froze all the four guards into ice and sank them to the bottom of the East China Sea, and then flew hundreds of miles along the river and flew back to his boat. ”

"The emperor looked at it, I didn't have any, and the scene was all messed up at that time."

Only at this time, Feng Wuli rarely respected Wang Xilou, thinking that this woman had lived from history to the present, he couldn't help but respectfully put his hands away from her feet.

Then place on your thighs.

The little zombie's thighs are so slippery, why does her skin feel so comfortable to the touch, he can't help but study it carefully.

The hand was smacked.

Feng unreasonably withdrew his hand, and continued to study after a while.

She said there was chaos on board.

Eight more guards jumped out with a whoosh, and in the blink of an eye, she sank to the bottom of the river.

The man was the only one in the room who was calm, and he sat down as if the whole boat were no longer shaking.

She knew that this man was an ordinary person who had no cultivation, but at this moment she did sense the danger, the danger from another level.

The big zombie arched his hand in farewell.

After all, it was her own fault, she made a scene, and it turned out to be herself.

Hongli invited her to have a cup of tea before leaving.

Wang Xilou looked left and right, stepped forward in two steps, and drank it all.

He arched his hand, indicating that he had really said goodbye.

He was silent for a moment, and invited himself to stay for lunch.

Wang Xilou was curious and asked him if he was not afraid of himself.

His answer was that he was so scared that he couldn't stand up.

Wang Xilou laughed at him, he turned out to be a good guy on the outside and on the inside, and if he was so rebellious, Hongli could only be inaudible.

The twelve guards, each of whom is equivalent to a sect ancestor, are all folded in the hands of this person.

Wang Xilou felt that this person looked okay, so he stayed for a meal, and made it clear that he was originally coming to see what the emperor looked like.

The two had a great conversation for a while.

Wang Xilou said that she injured all your guards, and as compensation for this meal, she will escort you to the north.

Emperor Qianlong is not a man of many words, I don't know how to evaluate it in the history books, but Wang Xilou feels that he is not like the emperor, more like a high-spirited patriarch, he is greedy for face, so happy, but very down-to-earth, for the sake of the peasants, this emperor was still very young at the time, and his eyes were full of achievements.

He had a lot of shortcomings, and perhaps as an emperor, he only had the advantage of being young at that time.

Because he is young, he is full of vitality.

He said that he also has a lot of constraints, and many things he wants to do can't go because of his identity, don't look at him looking at the scenery, the Qin Tianjian and Zongren Mansion around him all manage him to death, and he also has a lot of helplessness......

"Don't say it, isn't it Qinglou, I'll take you!"

A demonic wind has taken their emperor captive.

He said that those rich merchants in the south of the Yangtze River, one or two fat and oily, especially the two Huai salt merchants, are even richer than the country, I asked for money, but they thought I was here to fight the autumn wind, and I was sent away as a beggar with 10,000 taels of silver!

"I've found the right person today, let's make a contribution today and become famous, let's go on a trip to rob the rich and help the poor!"

Another demonic wind has taken their emperor captive.

When parting, Hongli asked her how he felt about his country along the way.

Not really.

Even this emperor is not very good, just so-so.

But after knowing each other all the way, I thought I was also a friend, and Wang Xilou was not easy to dismantle his platform, she scratched her head and said:

"I've walked around all over the place, and it's all good, but it feels a little small."

Hongli was silent for a long time after hearing this, and nodded.

The two were separated.

Five years later, Qianlong went to the south of the Yangtze River for the second time.

In another ten years, he went to Jiangnan for the third time.

Fourth, fifth, sixth...... As Wang Xilou said, that kid doesn't know how, as an emperor, he always runs south.

In the twenty-fourth year of Qianlong, that is, in 1759, Qianlong pacified Zhunger, and the territory of the Qing Dynasty was 13.8 million square kilometers.

The area is unprecedented.

The people who used to be called friends have now been written into the history books, and even let people interpret them.

Wang Xilou only thought it was interesting when he looked at it, but after looking at it twice, he only felt that this was just another person with that person's name.

It's easy to get out of the play.

Fifth Elder Brother Su Youpeng is quite good-looking.

But of course, it's still not as good-looking as his baby apprentice.

After watching this episode, she took a sip of milk tea, got up and left her seat, kissed her unreasonable face, and went back to the kitchen to cook.

Feng Wuli was very disgusted with her saliva, and took a tissue to wipe his face, Wang Xilou was like those weird aunts, he liked to hug him and kiss his face when he was a child, he couldn't resist at the time, which made him very annoyed, he was on the side and laughed, and when he was older, he couldn't kiss casually, but he didn't expect that history is a reincarnation now.

"That's right." Wang Xilou suddenly thought of something.

"What?"

"My cousin's child is full moon, and she told me to go and drink full moon wine."

"Tonight? Go, it's Saturday. ”

"Are you going too?" Wang Xilou looked at him with some surprise.

“……”

Feng Wuli finds himself unknowingly losing his cousin.

(End of chapter)