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The prince finally found out that Yong Cong was drunk.
He lightly pinched Yong Cong's face, looked left and right, saw two blushes through the hazy light and shadow, and couldn't help laughing, "No wonder you keep talking nonsense, so you're drunk."
Yong Cong muttered: "How can I talk nonsense? No."
"I don't want to farm, isn't this nonsense?" The prince smiled leisurely, and joked, "I can't hold on for just one season. In addition to wheat, there will be rice, corn, sorghum"
Yong Cong opened his eyes wide in horror, and suddenly regained consciousness.
"In addition to farming, there are also road construction, opening of academies many things need Yong Cong's help." The prince said seriously, "I trust you the most."
Yong Cong: ""
His face turned blue, and he almost ran away.
Unexpectedly, the prince suddenly changed the subject, looked up at the moon, and said with a slight smile: "At the beginning of time travel, I only thought about how to recover from illness and how to be filial to the elders in this life After I became Duanbeile, I vowed to ascend to the supreme seat .¡±
There were only the two of them in the bamboo forest, and the prince confided to Yong Cong without hesitation:
"Later, I changed my goal again, and wanted to change the Qing Dynasty There is no distinction between Manchu and Han, and there is no shame in history books. Even within a hundred years, things like railroad tracks and steam engines appeared."
"If you don't see it in your lifetime," the prince squinted, "future generations will carry it out."
Mian Zhao is his son, and father and son are naturally in the same line.
He turned his head and saw Yong Cong's shocked expression, he raised his lips and smiled: "I have never been a good person, and I have never experienced the feeling of family affection. Only after traveling through time did I understand the meaning of that proverb¡ª¡ªBrothers are of the same heart , its power breaks gold."
The prince sighed softly: "I have already set such a lofty goal, if you quit, it will be difficult for my brother."
Yong Cong opened his mouth, but couldn't speak, his face was moved, and he felt a little ashamed.
The second brother has such a big dream, and even confided with himself, how could he hold back, or even think about being lazy?
"So," the prince said softly, "after the wedding leave, don't forget to farm, huh?"
Yong Cong: ""
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Refers to the marriage and after the initial appointment, the day of the big wedding is slowly approaching. On the seventh day of October, Duke Yingyong's mansion carried the dowry prepared for Qi Fujin into a box of dowry, which was carried by the clan members together, bypassing Qianmen Street, and sent to Jingjun Prince's Mansion amidst the exclamation of the people.
The palace sent someone to count, and set up a table after table of running water banquets in the House of Internal Affairs, entertaining the members of the Zhangjia clan.
The outside of the palace was full of joy, and the inside of the palace was also dressed in red and colorful. The maids serving in the Changchun Palace all put on red hairpins, and the laughter of the Shoukang Palace never stopped from morning to night.
The princesses, concubines, and all the Fujins gathered together, lamenting how fast the days passed and the seventh younger brother was about to get married, while joking with Jia: "It stands to reason that marrying Jia is more urgent than Yong Cong. Ama just couldn't bear it."
He Jiaqingli's face turned red like a monkey's ass, and the queen mother said cheerfully: "Girl dolls always have to be late, not just the emperor? Aijia is also reluctant."
He Jing smiled and said: "What Huang Mama said is true. It's just that from now on, will Yong Cong be called Fu Long'an's cousin, or the fourth brother-in-law?"
He Jia's face turned even redder.
What he said caused everyone to discuss in a hurry, and the princess said: "It's more than that. Isn't the eighth brother's future Fujin also Yongcong's cousin? Tell me, is he called the eighth brother or the brother-in-law?"
It just so happened that Yong Cong and Yong Xuan came to pay their respects. Both young men were handsome and handsome, especially Yong Cong, whose eyes were filled with anticipation and excitement.
When the female family saw them, they laughed so happily that their hairs stood on end, puzzled.
San Fujin said some words of blessing, and quickly threw the question of "the eighth brother or brother-in-law" to him.
Yong Cong: ""
Originally he had forgotten about Dongzhu, but these words aroused his anger again.
Cousin's Chinese cabbage was overwhelmed by his own pig!
After receiving Seventh Brother's death ray, Yongxuan felt bitter. Which pot is the third sister-in-law?
Remembering the violent beating a few months ago, his buttocks ached.
He showed a flattering smile, and answered Yong Cong very presciently: "Seventh brother can call him whatever he wants, and let him! Even if he is called Gousheng, my brother is also happy."
San Fujin: ""
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? That night, the Changchun Palace was brightly lit, Qianlong??, Lingjia's dimples got deeper and deeper, as if she smelled the aroma of snacks and tasted complete joy, accompanied by reluctance, hesitation and tears.
The bright red wedding dress appeared in front of her eyes. Yong Cong's eyes were fixed, he got off the horse, bowed his hands to his brother-in-law, then took Ling Jia gently, and escorted her to the colorful sedan chair.
?The welcoming team went all the way to Jingjun Prince's Mansion, and the attendants sprinkled candy and copper coins all the way. Countless blessings sounded, and along with the children's songs celebrating the newlyweds, the corners of Yong Cong's lips became more and more raised, and his heart was beating thumpingly.
Today, he is married, and he has a wife
Yong Cong personally helped Lingjia to step over the brazier, and after a series of etiquettes, it soon came to the part of worship.
Countless royal relatives and nobles, clan ministers came to the county prince's mansion, and they enjoyed a super high standard of treatment - the crown prince and all the princes personally entertained them.
When Qianlong and the queen came to the palace together, the atmosphere suddenly reached its climax. After everyone saluted in unison, the newlyweds standing in the center became the focus of the audience.
Yong Cong couldn't hold back his smile, and finished the worship ceremony with Ling Jia.
The first bow to the heaven and the earth, the second bow to the empress, and the third bow to each other. With the bridesmaid saying "Certificate", from then on, they became a real husband and wife.
Qianlong and the queen couldn't help but feel relieved, the prince looked at the couple with a smile, and softly ordered his younger brothers: "Later, stop all the toasts for the seventh brother."
Yong Rong shuddered all over, remembering the spirits he was given when they were newly married, and asked cautiously: "Second brother, stop everything?"
You can't be treated specially!
"He gets drunk as soon as he drinks it, and green plum wine doesn't work." The prince sighed, "If we don't want to be found, we brothers have to make some sacrifices."
Yongxuan's eyes lit up: "Second brother, I'm the younger brother, then"
The crown prince raised his eyebrows and said, "You get drunk as soon as you drink it? Take it as a rehearsal in advance to marry Dongzhu."
Yongxuan: ""
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Yong Cong treated the etiquette of toasting very perfunctorily.
He wrote "Go away" on the left face and "I want to accompany my wife" on the right face. He walked around empty-handed, saw the opportunity, and quickly hid out and ran into the wedding room.
The prince gritted his teeth, feeling that he had made a soft-hearted mistake. With such a virtue, what kind of wine does he hold back!
In the wedding room, Yong Cong, who didn't know it, couldn't wait to take Xicheng, and gently lifted the red hijab. Under the hijab, Lingjia's delicately made-up face and a pair of attractive dimples were revealed.
Yong Cong was almost stunned, it was the princess who was watching the ceremony who coughed lightly, and he came back to his senses.
The female relatives let out good-natured laughter, Yong Cong's ears turned red slightly, and Ling Jia's face was even redder, almost bleeding.
After drinking the wine and eating the cakes of children and grandchildren, Mrs. Quanfu said a few words of blessing, and the princess led everyone to retreat, except for the newly married couple, one with his head down, and the other looking at the ground.
"Next what are you going to do?" Lingjia's voice was like a mosquito.
Yong Cong curled up his palms, endured the heat of his cheeks, stepped forward with his hands and feet, and sat stiffly beside Ling Jia.
"I have read and read the brochure given by the second sister-in-law" Yong Cong stammered.
Lingjia blushed and was speechless for a while, lowering her head, as if she was going to crawl into the crack of the bed.
Yong Cong leaned over boldly, Lingjia closed her eyes tremblingly, waited for a long time, and pressed a soft kiss on her forehead.
After the kiss, Yong Cong grabbed the brocade quilt with a smile on his face, like a little squirrel whose wish has been fulfilled.
"I called Lin Bao to bring a lot of snacks in the purse." He pointed to the dining table covered with red cloth, and said in a low voice, "Are you hungry? I just happened to be hungry too"
Lingjia's stomach was growling, not loud, but there was a sense of presence.
Hearing the word "Dim Sum", the shyness of the daughter's family disappeared. She rubbed her belly and tugged on Yong Cong's sleeve: "I'm hungry too."
¡ª¡ªthey ate their snacks in a sea of ??fiery red.
After Yong Cong finished eating a piece, he suddenly called out: "Lingjia."
"Huh?" Lingjia raised her head, her cheeks bulging.
Yong Cong went to the little girl's side, squeezed the red ears that were close at hand, and laughed softly:
"I've lived past two years."
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