Qingchuan Stories (107)

The emperor said that he would reward all the princes, so whether it was the deposed prince, the prince, or the eighth master, it would be fine.

The one who felt the deepest emotion was probably the Eighth Master. He had never seen the emperor again in this year.

As a prince and an aspiring prince, I believe no one can understand how unwilling he is.

The soup in the bowl was already cold. The person who served outside reported: "My grandma, the concubine asked someone to say that she was feeling a little uncomfortable..."

"I understand." Master Eight replied inside. Then he picked up the bowl and finished the soup in one sip.

Nian is a smart woman. He may have seen his interest and differences in her, so he always makes excuses to call him over.

For example, it is an excuse for being unwell.

For myself today, Nian Gengyao is important.

But for Nian Gengyao, his eighth master is no longer as important as before.

I heard that the fourth brother Hongxuan gave generous gifts to his family for three months, one day, and one day. He still gave gifts to his master according to the rules of his disciples giving gifts to his master.

Everyone understands the meaning of this.

But what can I say? I can do nothing.

I used to see Nian's good family, but now I can't even like Nian's family in my heart.

Sometimes he even felt that the idea that Nian, who he thought, was wrong to call him.

Could it be that Nian also felt that the eighth master was not the eighth master of the past. He used to be trembling with himself, but now he dared to shout and drink with him?

Eighth Master was a little disgusted with himself now and thought more suspiciously. It seemed that he would no longer have the planning and smart changes of the past.

After hearing the following report, the Eighth Concubine said lightly and understood.

When it comes to understanding Yinsi, she believes that no one can compare to herself. When Yinsi was in a prosperous life, if the Nian family was glorious, Yinsi would favor Nian family. This is the icing on the cake. If Yinsi's glory is no longer but the Nian family is still glorious, then Yinsi will really not be better for Nian family.

In his eyes, it was not that he followed the Nian family, but that he had to rely on the Nian family's power. This comparison of strength and weakness would make Yinsi amplify the inferiority and self-esteem in his heart, and would feel that the Nian family was showing off, giving alms, and looking down on him.

The two of them got married and could get along harmoniously. That was because their background was worse than Yinsi. They could only look up to him and rely on him.

Nian broke Yinsi's taboo!

She lay on the bed, and she knew that Yinsi would still come back in the middle of the night. But people came back, is the same heart still?

Close your eyes and listen to the sound of rain. It was not until you heard the sound of footsteps and felt someone coming in with the tide outside that the Eighth Concubine slowly fell asleep.

But Master Eighth can't sleep no matter how hard he is.

Do you really want to continue like this? You can’t see hope and have no future. You and your son have to live with your back.

He knew that the fourth brother was very polite to him now. That was because he was no longer his opponent. That's all.

The emperor's health is not good, and now it has become a secret that everyone knows.

So where is your chance?

The next morning, the Eighth Master said to the Eighth Concubine and left the door.

This year, the emperor did not go to Rehe to hunt. The eighth master said that he felt uncomfortable and wanted to go to the yard for a run.

The Eighth Concubine didn't ask him what he was going to do. She didn't believe that at this time, Yinsi was still in the mood to relax.

She nodded and said she knew. She also packed up the things for the Eighth Master and sent him out.

It rained all night and the air was cold.

The Eighth Master ran out of the city with only two of his relatives.

The yard was not far away, but Eighth Master stopped at the door of a village halfway and said, "Let's take a break."

It is remote and empty, and there is no one passing by.

At this time, an acquaintance came out of the village. Who wasn’t Longkodo?

"I had expected that the Eighth Master would come." Longkodo smiled.

The Eighth Master won’t get into Longkodo’s trap. “I’m going to ask someone to send me a letter, how can I not come? For the sake of the emperor’s mother, how can I see my uncle owing a gambling debt and being chopped down?”

Longkodo smiled, not caring about Eighth Master's caution, so he made a call, "Eighth Master invites you, but there are many people waiting."

Master Ba narrowed his eyes and looked at Longkodo deeply, "I am giving gambling money to my uncle. I don't know anything else. I don't see any other people. If my uncle wins, I will return the gambling money to my uncle. If my uncle loses, I will not recognize the gambling money."

This means that when things are done, he has to share the benefits. Of course, this benefit is to help him get to power.

If it doesn't work, the matter has nothing to do with him.

Being so cautious that not only does not even see any participants. Even in the words, they say gambling and don’t even say a word related to what they want to do. They really leave no handle.

Longkodo narrowed his eyes and smiled. It’s not bad that he is a royal family. It’s all damn that he eats people and doesn’t spit bones.

But now that the arrow is on the string, he has to fire it. His power is limited, and the only thing he can do is to control Changchun Garden and then push a prince up. He chose the Eighth Master.

But this eighth master is a sloppy person.

There are benefits, he wants.

There is a disadvantage, he hides.

But, I don’t have the possibility or opportunity to change someone else.

Because the Eighth Master knew about this. If he had any other thoughts, Eighth Master dared to report them and take their heads to make contributions. In this way, he could stand up with the flow, but he would lose his life.

Thinking of Eighth Master’s plan, it seems that nothing can harm this person.

If you have such a mind, you should have made no mistake in making a mistake.

Longkodo thought it in his heart before asking with a smile, "Then the eighth master, I have given you everything you deserve, and the rest, I can take it for myself."

The eighth Master looked upright, "This is supposed to be."

Longkodo's eyes lit up, "Then we have a gentleman agreement, and we have no regrets."

The eighth master smiled and nodded, "The gentleman agrees, no regrets."

Then Longkodo bowed to the Eighth Master and quickly entered the village.

The expression on the Eighth Master's face remained unchanged. He turned over and continued to head towards the enclosure.

When it comes to acting, you should do a full set.

The wind blew on his face, with a chill. The Eighth Master was not at all panicked. He told himself that the kings and the bandits who succeeded and defeated, and those founding emperors who had passed down through the ages were not traitors of the wheel ministers.

They can do it, why can't they do it themselves?

At this time in the Old Summer Palace, the Fourth Master and a few children took advantage of the rain all night and the land was wet and soft, and began to collect peanuts and sweet potatoes.

When the emperor heard about it, he sent it back specifically by Honghui. He was not allowed to return to Changchun Garden to hide from the autumn harvest.

Lin Yutong didn't know if this way of working was right. Anyway, the Fourth Master said it was time to gain something, so let's do it. No one pointed to this thing and lived a life.

The fresh peanuts that have just been dug out are picked from the vines, then washed with water, cooked in water, or steamed in a pot, and after they come out, they will have a sweet taste. They don’t put anything and the taste is very good. If you really put all kinds of seasonings in, it will be even sweeter after they are out of the pot.

However, the sweet potatoes that have just been dug out are not the best. It is best to simply process the soil on it and place it in a ventilated place or bask in the sun for a few days. Only when the moisture is lost will it become sweet.

Lin Yutong took Mo Yaqi to pick a basket of freshly dug out new peanuts, and then ran to the bean field planted by the Fourth Master, picking a lot of unripe but already full soybeans.

The Fourth Master looked back frequently with distress.

During lunch, there were cooked peanuts and edamame on the table. Original, five-spice, and very sweet.

"The prodigal! If this is at the home of the common people, such a prodigal daughter-in-law will be beaten." The Fourth Master was peeling peanuts in his hand, but complaining that Lin Yutong had slandered his beans. "I'm still pointing at the one grinding tofu for you."

Lin Yutong laughed, "Why are you not eating? Tofu is a dish, is edamame not a dish? Could it be that he has become two beans and can beat me again?"

"Don't say 'aga', I haven't even 'aga', where did the 'aga' come from? The children are here, don't blame me for wrongly." The Fourth Master put the peeled peanuts in a small plate and pushed them to Lin Yutong, "You eat too. Don't just care about Hongzhao. If not, ask the nurse to serve him."

Hong Zhao was about to do it by himself, but he was impatient to be fed by his mother. He immediately pushed Lin Yutong's hand away and said, "My mother, I'll do it myself."

Lin Yutong saw that although he peeled slowly and often had beans falling out first, he could still eat them in his mouth and no longer cared about him.

Then he turned around and ate his own. He missed the street stall, which ordered a few mutton skewers, a plate of edamame, and a bottle of beer. At night, three or five friends could eat freely on the curb for half a night.

There is no such atmosphere now.

In the royal family, eating this thing is strange. If there is no reason for the Fourth Master to farm, it would be great to ask people to find this to eat. Although I can eat it now, I always feel a little awkward when I put it in such a delicate dish.

He told her that this thing should be placed in a bowl of stoneware to appear appropriate.

We were eating such a rough and sparse energy.

He listened to the orders of the Fourth Master and Honghui, "... I picked up the good ones, cleaned them up, and sent them to the emperor..."

Honghui responded and rushed to Changchun Garden before dinner.

The emperor smiled and stopped, but did not leave Honghui, "Go, don't hide here and be lazy."

He knew that there was a lot of land in the garden. With the seriousness of the fourth brother, he would never ask a slave to intervene when he had time to do things by himself. Honghui was a strong laborer.

Honghui deliberately made a bitter face and came out of the emperor. He walked out of Changchun Garden. Honghui suddenly stopped and asked Fu Chi who was following him, "How many people were standing at the gate of Changchun Garden just now?"

"Sixteen." Fu Chi said without thinking.

Honghui frowned and shook his head, "When we entered, how many people were there at the door?"

Fu Chi was stunned for a moment, "There must be sixteen." This place is different from other places. It is considered that someone is in a hurry and has to find someone to replace it. There is no shortage of staff.

"No!" Honghui shook his head, "When he entered, the number of people on both sides was asymmetric. It was not fifteen, it was seventeen."
Chapter completed!