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In the sixteenth year of Qianlong, the first month just passed, and the weather was very cold. When it was not yet Mao, the night was dark, and the imperial car and luan car with full ceremonies came from Changchun Palace and stopped in front of Nansan. The candles were brightly lit and they were extremely dignified.
Yong Cong fell into Xiangxiang's sleep, babbled, turned over, and was tightly covered by the moderately thick quilt. The warm Kang under his buttocks has been radiating temperature. After a while, Yong Cong was a little hot from sleep, his face was flushed, and he unconsciously pulled out his small hand and stuck it to his cheek.
As early as the end of the fifteenth year, Qianlong asked someone to tidy up the most spacious small courtyard in the Nansan School, and gave it to Yong Cong as his future residence. Yong Cong will not change his residence until he leaves the palace and opens the mansion.
The Empress was reluctant to part with her youngest son, and Qianlong was also reluctant to let him move out of the Changchun Palace so quickly. He insisted on delaying it until the first month of the sixteenth year. After the small courtyard was repaired extremely exquisitely, he ordered Qin Tianjian to select auspicious days and auspicious times. three.
Qianlong was worried that Yong Cong would cry, so he comforted him by insinuating, "A man will grow up alone one day. You see, Yong Rong is right next to your yard, and your sixth brother is with you."
Yong Cong is no longer chubby and chubby as he was when he was three years old. He has grown up and stretched out. Although he still has a bun face, he already has the air of a young adult.
Instead of crying, he looked excited, his black eyes sparkling, yay, I finally have my own small courtyard!
Seeing him like this, Qianlong became uneasy.
This kid, just can't bear to part with his Huang Ama and Huang Erniang at all?
Then Yong Cong wrapped his arms around his neck and gave him a loving kiss. Qianlong suddenly smiled, and called Wu Shulai, "You go in person and let the imperial dining room make a chestnut cake for the seventh elder brother!"
After all, Qianlong could not resist the coquettish and cute Yong Cong. As for the purpose of serving a plate of dim sum every five days, he had long since forgotten it.
The years seem to have left no marks on the emperor's face, only the momentum. Qianlong, who was not confused at the end of his life, became more and more powerful. Once he got angry, no one could stand it. Of course, in front of Yong Cong, he was still a real stupid father.
It has been five days since Yong Cong moved into Ah Ge's house.
In the past five days, he stayed up late and got up late, and he was so happy that he didn't think about it. The nuns and eunuchs who came with him didn't control him too much, and let this little ancestor go. He was eating snacks, looking at the comic book drawn by sister He Jing, not to mention how comfortable he was!
¡ª¡ªThen joy turned into sorrow, and I forgot about going to school.
Yong Cong sleeps with delicious snacks, if he opens his mouth, the pillow will be soaked with saliva.
A sudden gust of cold wind blew in the warm room, followed by Mo Shu's low voice of greeting, "Long live, empress."
Going in and taking a look, Yong Cong really hasn't got up yet.
Today is the first day of study in the study, the masters are waiting early, so we can't be late.
Qianlong sat on the edge of the bed, tested the temperature on the kang, and after warming his hands, he slammed them on Yong Cong's red cheeks.
Covering his eyelids with hot palms, Yong Cong groaned, moved, then turned his head, facing inward, with his butt facing his Huang Ama
The eight winds do not move.
The queen stepped forward and called softly: "Yong Cong? Yong Cong?"
Yong Cong seemed to be disturbed, and immediately covered his ears with his small hand on his cheek.
The queen couldn't help laughing, and Qianlong was directly laughed out of anger.
He threw off the quilt, dug Yong Cong into his arms, and said to Mo Shu: "Bring the outer shirt."
The whole body suddenly became cold, and without the warm temperature, Yong Cong became conscious even though he slept in the dark. He opened his eyes in a daze, and there was a familiar big face in front of him¡ª¡ª
Ah, it's Huang Ama!
Yong Cong softly pushed Qianlong's chest, and said confusedly: "Huang Ama, what are you doing here so early?"
Qianlong snorted and dressed his son tirelessly.
The queen laughed and said: "You are officially going to school today, have you forgotten? It's almost time, hurry up and wake up."
As she spoke, she bent down, first pinched Yong Cong's face, then took the objects Mo Shu handed over, and put on miniature cloth shoes for him.
Entering school?
Yong Cong was so excited that he was no longer confused, his eyes were wide open, and his life was filled with nothing to love.
Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Turning around to look at the sky outside the glass window, it was still dark, and it was not bright at all!
Looking at the hands on the chiming clock again, Yong Cong paralyzed, I was already a useless fish.
Yong Cong thought of goingWhen I think about it, Yong Cong really doesn¡¯t need me to worry about anything.
The only thing to worry about is whether he will fall asleep!
Alas, I really have endless thoughts.
Qianlong asked Wu Shulai: "Is there any paper and pen in the sedan chair?"
Wu Shulai was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Long live, yes. But you still have to go to court early"
Looking at the sky, it was soon time to go to court. Qianlong suppressed the thought of splashing ink, and sighed regretfully: "I will write later. Get up."
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Yong Cong was led into a spacious and bright room, where books were spread out, and the princes who were reading aloud looked at him in unison.
The third elder brother Yongzhang has followed the prince to participate in politics, so there are four, five, six three elder brothers and their companions who study in the study, as well as the seventh elder brother Yongkun from the Prince's Mansion.
Yong Cong has a companion, Fu Long'an, who is Fu Heng's second son. He has a cold and cough for the past few days, and he will come here only after he recovers. As for the other one, according to the crown prince, he had already found a good candidate and reported it to Qianlong, but he secretly refused to tell Yongcong.
Yong Cong stood on tiptoe and took a look. The fourth brother and the fifth brother were sitting together, and the sixth brother was sitting with Yongkun.
Sixth brother told him that from Yinshi to Maoshi is the time for reciting, and after Maoshi is the formal teaching.
Yong Cong felt that his head was a little dizzy and his head was buzzing. When he officially started studying the Four Books and Five Classics, he would get up at Yinshi to recite the books
This is the most painful thing in the world, bar none!
The fifth elder brother Yongqi is twelve years old this year, and he is already a handsome half-year-old boy.
It's funny to say, this is the first time he has had close contact with the seventh brother. Looking at Yong Cong very quickly, Yong Qi showed a friendly smile, "Seventh Brother, sit next to Fifth Brother."
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Yong Cong: Memorizing books for two hours, it must have killed me.
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