The little petite bag of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 353
Taking advantage of the hustle and bustle here, Hong Hui turned his head and saw Er Niang looking at him, signaling with her eyes—meaning to let him seize the opportunity to go forward and perform well in front of Grandpa.

Hong Hui immediately turned his head back.

Just pretend not to see.

Facing the Peony Terrace, Kangxi was obviously full of poetry, so he asked someone to bring a pen and ink, and he sang and wrote a few poems with the fourth elder brother.

Seeing that Huang Ama was in high spirits, the fourth elder brother immediately asked someone to hold a plaque. Taking this opportunity, he said that the construction of several additional scenic spots in the park had almost been completed. Several other plaques are also inscribed, and it must be a good draft.

Kangxi just smiled when he heard this, and stepped up to the Peony Terrace, passing through the Chaoshou corridor in the southeast, he saw lush flowers and trees, and the Qushui loomed in it.

Going to the southeast again, the terrain gradually becomes flat and wide, with the meaning of suddenly enlightening.

Kangxi stopped in front of the new building, and suddenly thought of testing his two grandsons.

"Honghui, what is the reason for this?"

He pointed at the blank plaque with a smile, and looked down at Honghui meaningfully.

Honghui was not as nervous as before - he was naturally indifferent, even lazy.

Between gains and losses, it is not so important.

If Erniang hadn't been forcing him to show his face in front of Grandpa, he wouldn't have wanted to get involved at all.

Ulanara followed behind, seeing that Honghui got this great opportunity, he almost held his breath for a moment.

She tightly clenched the embroidered veil in her hands, stared at her son with good eyes, and tightly pursed her lips, wishing to cheer her son on - she must win glory!Comparing that kid Hong Yun.

Hong Hui settled down, watching the cornices and galleries looming among the treetops around him, and the indescribable fragrance of flowers and trees floating in the air.

Hong Hui said: "Grandson thinks... Jingxiang House is very good."

Kangxi reached out and patted his shoulder, smiled lovingly, and turned to look for Hongyun: "Where is Hongyun?"

Hong Yun didn't hear it.

He was looking down the stream and farther south—the sun was shining on the rolling hills.

Although it is a very low mountain, it looks a little majestic because of the continuous ups and downs of the mountain.

Liang Jiugong saw that the little emperor's grandson didn't hear Long live's words, so he hurried over and hugged Hong Yun's waist, smiling all over his face, and brought Hong Yun back humbly.

"Hongyun?"

Kangxi asked this grandson.

Hongyun stood at the same spot, looked into the distance again intently, turned his head and cupped his hands and said, "Go back to Huang Mafa, my grandson thought, the south is lush and full of trees, so it's better to name it 'Lanxi Yinyu'; as for the north... just It's better to call it 'Endless Rivers and Mountains'!"

"The rivers and mountains are endless?"

Kangxi murmured.

Yinzhen was originally standing by the side, but at this moment, his heart sank suddenly—it's not good.

The name Hongyun is very bad!

Xishan, Xishan—these two words are originally homophonic.

Is this to say long live the sunset?
Huang Ama is now at this age, and she is very taboo about such topics.

What's more, he said it directly in front of his face.

The fourth elder brother was about to use his eyes to signal Hongyun to retreat, when he saw that what Kangxi was looking at was the gurgling water.

Kangxi stepped forward slowly, patted Hongyun on the back, and the grandparents and grandchildren took a few steps forward by the creek where the scenery was made.

Hong Yun raised his head slightly, and read word by word: "I don't know how many streams and mountains are there, and the distant peaks are beautiful and cold; take the wine to the high platform, and have a good time with you."

Have a good time with you.

Kangxi's eyes were dark, watching Hongyun take a few steps forward, his back facing Kangxi, the small figure looked extraordinarily tall and straight.

His whole body was shrouded in the golden sunlight.

……

When Wansui was leaving this trip, he specially called the fourth elder brother to him and told him that starting from tomorrow, Hong Yun would not have to rush back to the Old Summer Palace after finishing his studies in the upper study.

This kid is interesting and smart.

He wants to take this child to learn more things.

What you really need to learn - you can't learn it from books.

The fourth elder brother was taken aback for a moment, and stood there for a moment at a loss.

He guessed the vague meaning behind this sentence, and his heart beat violently.

Liang Jiugong was beside him, and went forward to undress Long Live. When he turned around, he smiled and congratulated Prince Yong.

……

After accompanying the Long Live Garden for a day, everyone was already exhausted. Except for the fourth elder brother who had to personally send off the Long Live Emperor, the others knelt on the spot and waited until the flying dust gradually subsided, and hurriedly returned to their respective places. to rest.

After entering the main courtyard room, Hong Hui said he wanted to drink milk tea.

Wu Lanara suppressed himself, and when he saw the servants bringing up the iced milk tea, Hong Hui looked indifferent, took the porcelain bowl and drank it.

Ulanara went up angrily and immediately snatched the porcelain bowl, and slammed it on the table again.

Hong Hui probably expected such a trouble a long time ago, and there was no surprise or fear on his face.

He sighed, got up and knelt down in front of Er Niang, his face was full of exhaustion and numbness.

"That's a concubine, that's a concubine!"

Ulanara stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction of Huabu Xiaozhu, gritted his teeth and squeezed out these two sentences, his face was distorted.

Seeing this, the grandma didn't dare to persuade her anymore, she hurriedly led the people out of the house first, and hurriedly closed the doors and windows, leaving only Fujin and elder brother Honghui in the house.

"That bastard thing is almost crawling on your head!"

Ulanara knelt down, reached out to support Honghui's shoulders, raised his hand and fiddled with his sideburns, and nervously placed his head under his son's lowered head: "Honghui, look at Erniang's face." White hair, look at Eniang's white hair!"

Hong Hui didn't answer.

He knew that no matter what he answered, he would only get Erniang's hoarse accusations and crying.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ulanara covered her face, and tears flowed from between her fingers: "My child, you always think that everything in this world is permanent, don't you know that Er Niang will also grow old, and Er Niang will always be old one day." There is no way to protect you anymore, or even need your protection!
If you don't fight or win, what will E Niang rely on in the future?How can you rely on your future wife and children?Do you think you are indifferent?Do not!You are nothing but a coward! "

She let go of her hand suddenly, and stared at Honghui in front of her with a cold face: "You dare not fight, you dare not grab—it is because you are afraid that you will lose face in front of your Ama, so you don't dare to fight, you don't dare to snatch, you don't dare to fight, you don't dare to snatch, you are afraid of losing face in front of you, Ama, so you don't dare to fight, you don't dare to snatch, you don’t dare to fight, you don’t dare to snatch, and you are afraid of losing face in front of you, Ama, so you just don’t dare to fight for anything." Taste it lightly, give up halfway..."

People who give up halfway will never find out how much their true strength is.

"My son begged my mother to stop talking."

Hong Hui lowered his head and clenched his fists, and said softly.

Ulanara smiled coldly, with contempt in her smile, as if to say: How could she, Ulanara, give birth to such a coward?
(End of this chapter)