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    Yong Cong took Mu Mu and sneaked out of the Prince's bedroom.  There were sweeping palace people along the way. In order to prevent exposure, they hid in Tibet along the way, panting and rushed to their bedroom, and threw themselves on the bed.

    "Huh" Mu Mu panted heavily, "Prickly, stimulating, too stimulating. Little uncle, I have never done such a bad thing before."

    Several boys of about the same age lived in a pavilion-style palace, divided into several bedrooms.  Surrounded by water and overlapping gauze curtains, it brought a cool and refreshing air, and the scorching heat disappeared, and the whole person felt comfortable and did not want to move.

    "Me neither." Yong Cong laughed softly, "Mumu, take a break, let's go play in the grass."

    The little eunuch Lin Bao who was following Yong Cong had just been sent out, and now he came in with a plate of fresh fruit, "Seventh Lord, the king of the small county, the fresh fruit I brought from the front is used to cool off the heat."

    Exactly this year, Gu Lun's forehead son-in-law Sebuten Baljur inherited the title of Prince Darhan, and Mu Mu was also named the county king.  Everyone around him called him "Little County King" and "Little County King". Over time, Mu Mu accepted this title well, and he didn't think it was unmanly anymore.

    Yong Cong gnawed on a plum, and asked Lin Bao vaguely: "Can you catch rabbits?"

    Lin Bao smiled, "Yes, why not. It's not just a hare, you know, the servant is also very good at it"

    Mu Mu got up with a grunt, grabbed Yong Cong's shoulders, and said happily, "In this case, let's go, the grass full of rabbits is not far from here, go catch rabbits"

    As soon as the words fell, Mo Shu led a few young maids in, "Brother, the little county king, now the Long Live Lord is hosting a banquet for the Mongolian prince, and the empress ordered the slaves to take you there. You must not be absent."

    Mu Mu opened his eyes wide and pulled Yong Cong's clothes, we haven't caught the rabbit yet!

    Yong Cong looked at the sky, said "ah", hesitantly said: "It's so early? Auntie, it's not time for dinner yet."

    Mo Shu laughed and said, "Don't you want to sit around the bonfire and eat roasted lamb? The big banquet is not in the hall, and after a few songs and dances, the sky will get dark."

    Bonfire!  Roast lamb!

    Mu Mu clearly heard his little uncle snort.

    Mu Mu: ""

    A moment later, Yong Cong took Mu Mu's hand and walked in the pavilion with carved beams and painted buildings.

    Yong Cong whispered: "If you can't do it today, then catch it tomorrow. There are rabbits at any time, can they still run away?"

    Mu Mu thought for a while, but still nodded reluctantly, "Okay."

    *

    The green grass is lush, the autumn wind is brisk, and the banquet is held in a spacious open space.  Qianlong and the empress sat at the top, followed by the prince, and the rest of the princes sat at the bottom of the prince.

    Concubine Xian, Concubine Chun and Concubine Jia each set up a small table in front of them, and the three of them sat together, chatting in low voices from time to time, all with relaxed smiles on their faces.

    ? The Mongolian princes did not say that they sat on the ground, but they were almost the same.  There were bursts of hearty laughter, without the constraints of court rules, their every move carried the boldness and informality of the prairie.

    When Yong Cong arrived, a county king whom he didn't know raised his glass, and made a solemn Mongolian etiquette towards Qianlong, "God bless the Qing Dynasty, God bless Mongolia. Honorable Tengrit Gugeqi Khan,  Duo Sige toasts you"

    Qianlong happily raised the wine cup and drank it down.

    Looking around, Qianlong said with a smile: "Today is a family banquet, and you princes and princes don't have to be restrained. If you have anything to say, just speak with me. As the king of Khalkha said, God bless the Qing Dynasty, and God bless Mongolia!  "

    Everyone stood up and thanked them. With Qianlong's words, the atmosphere of the banquet was obviously much more active.

    As soon as Mu Mu's eyes lit up, his Ama Eriang was not far away, and there was a seat beside him, presumably for him.

    "Little uncle, I'm going." Mu Mu chuckled.

    "Go!" Yong Cong found the right time, and was also about to sneak into the prince's seat, but he was discovered before he took a few steps¡ª¡ª

    "Long live." The rough-looking king of Horqin County raised his glass from a distance, pointed at Yong Cong, and laughed, "This, is it the seventh elder brother Yong Cong who was born by the master and empress? He is really heroic and extraordinary, and he is very different from His Royal Highness.  resemblance!"

    As soon as the words fell, Qi Shushu's eyes turned to Xiaodou Ding Yongcong.

    Yong Cong froze for a moment, ignoring the embarrassment of being caught, a few black lines fell on his forehead, what the hell is Yingwubufan?

    Everyone knows that Qianlong's favorite is the youngest son, and Yong Cong's reputation has spread to the grasslands.  Princes and dukes, every word you say to me is extremely sincere, there is nobsp; sisters?

    King Horqin concealed his disappointment and smiled heartily, "Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince"

    He was the first to return with a broken halberd. The rest of the princes looked at me and I looked at you. They sighed and gave up.

    The Mongolian prince who wants to marry his daughter basically belongs to Monan Mongolia, and Horqin is also a large tribe in Monan Mongolia.

    The Huite tribe of Moxi Mongolia sat aside, their leader suddenly stood up, and the masked girl stood up next to him.

    The leader cupped his hands, looked at the prince, and said in shock: "The little girl, Qingguo, is seventeen years old. Since she was a child, she has imitated the Han people in the south, and she was raised in a deep boudoir. I met His Royal Highness the day before yesterday and gave him a sachet made by himself. Your Highness  Remember?"

    Suddenly, there was an uproar!

    Qianlong and the queen frowned, the prince was taken aback, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

    Qingguo stepped forward, looked around, took off her veil, revealing a beautiful face, looked at the prince affectionately, opened her lips and said, "I don't know if Your Highness still remembers Qingguo"

    As he spoke, he took out an exquisitely crafted sachet embroidered with the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and a crimson tassel was hung on the bottom of the sachet.

    "Just two days ago, my concubine gave it to His Highness. I wonder if His Highness can wear it?" She said with a shy smile, "Or you cherish it very much and don't want to wear it, but put it in the bedroom"

    The prince's face turned cold, and he was about to speak when Yong Cong walked crookedly in front of Qingguo as if he was drunk.

    "This sister," Yong Cong blinked innocently, and took out an identical sachet from the skirt of his shirt, "Is this the sachet you are talking about? It was clearly given to me, so why are you talking about my second brother?  "

    After finishing speaking, he showed a heartbroken expression, eyes full of condemnation of her heartlessness, "Private life, don't tell me I'm not worthy of my majestic Seventh Master?"

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