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    The banquet suddenly fell silent, and He Jing and Yong Cong became the absolute focus of everyone.

    Mu Mu covered his mouth, his big eyes rolled around, full of shock, first he looked at his mother-in-law, then at his seventh uncle, he had a bad feeling that they were about to be beaten!

    Yong Cong's smiling expression froze on his face, the smile gradually disappeared inch by inch, and he shouted in his heart, it's over.

    Everyone in the audience has heard the words of menopause!

    His second brother still traveled through time!

    It was so hard, he was tricked by his unscrupulous sister again.

    He Jing was also extremely frightened, almost screamed, and was about to throw the mini amplifier out.  Yong Cong snatched it quickly, and quickly stuffed it into the brocade bag at his waist. After finishing, the two stood up tremblingly, trembling in unison, like grass swaying in the cold wind.

    He Jing smiled embarrassingly: "It's my son's fault, please forgive Huang Ama and Huang Erniang"

    Yong Cong cupped his hands, his heart was pounding, he swallowed, and said with difficulty: "It's my son's fault, my son shouldn't have brought the megaphone here"

    After Qianlong was startled, he immediately calmed down, patted the queen's hand, listened carefully to what was said, followed the voice and looked towards the source of the sound, locked on the desks of He Jing and Yong Cong, and immediately laughed angrily  .

    For those who celebrate the new year, how about making arrangements for me and the queen?

    Of course he knew about the megaphone.  Invented by the Ministry of Industry in the early years, it was used in the army. In order to better convey military orders, the loudspeaker-shaped loudspeaker is a bit bulky, but the one in He Jing's hand is ingenious and unique.

    Is it something that stinky boy Yong Cong came up with recently?  They played crazy with Mu Mu in Nansan School.

    He lowered his face, left He Jing and Yong Cong in the air, turned his head, and asked the Empress Dowager with concern: "This loudspeaker, the Empress Dowager was shocked? I asked someone to cook a bowl of soothing soup."

    Because He Jing didn't completely aim at the narrow mouth, although the sound was loud, it was only relative to the quiet environment, and Yong Cong, who was the closest, did not have symptoms of tinnitus.

    The queen mother was only stunned for a moment, and after she realized it, she smiled and waved her hands, "Aijia is fine, how can I use soothing soup?"

    Her eyes fell on the two pleading guilty, one was her beloved granddaughter and the other was her beloved grandson, who were left there with their heads drooping, and she immediately felt distressed, and she pleaded softly: "Emperor, maybe they are  If you don't pay attention, it is inevitable to make a sound accidentally, this"

    The old lady was smart, she couldn't understand the word menopause, and she felt that it was not a compliment, so she turned the page and didn't mention it.

    She just thought, the emperor's eyes can shoot fire when it's Chinese New Year's Eve, what if he hits a child?

    Qianlong's complexion improved a little, as if he had listened.

    The queen looked at He Jing, then at Yong Cong, smiled gently, and asked sharply: "Yong Cong, what does menopause mean? I am very curious."

    "" Yong Cong thought to himself, alas, God is going to kill me.

    Yong Cong secretly glanced at the prince who was sitting upright. The prince did not lift his head, but stared at the wine glass in his hand, as if it was filled with fine wine. No one noticed that his shoulders were shaking slightly.

    do my best.  Unable to see the prince's face, Yong Cong took a deep breath, cheered himself up, and prayed that the second brother would never tear himself down.

    "Menopause, er, is a period when people pass middle age, have a good career, men are more handsome, women are more beautiful, and are very popular. It occurs very rarely, and it is very rare. It is generally applicable to dragons and phoenixes among people." Yong  Cong racked his brains to make up a paragraph, which did not reveal anything on the surface, but was extremely sincere, "Emperor Mother, this is the explanation of 'menopause'."

    Prince: ""

    Fortunately, he didn't drink again, otherwise he would have to spray again.

    As soon as the words fell, even Mian Zhaomumu, who had always admired Yong Cong, showed suspicious eyes!

    The youngest son spoke sincerely, but the queen didn't believe it at all.

    Yong Cong's mouth is open, and she can make it up as she wants, and she, a mother-in-law, has learned it a long time ago.

    Siji Yongcong kept glancing at Yonglian just now, the queen smiled slightly, didn't say yes or no, and directly named the prince by name: "Yonglian, is what your brother said true?"

    Yong Cong trembled all over, and almost made a screaming chicken.

    He pinched himself, told himself to calm down, his heart beat like a drum, his lips moved slightly, and he prayed sincerely:

    Brother, please love me again.

    Brother, please help me.

    When you escape, I will definitely give you a truckload of snacks.

    I won't cheat you again?? Cong consciously pulled back a round, and said cheerfully, "Come again."

    As soon as the words fell, Wu Shulai brought people to Shoukang Palace. After bowing to pay his respects, he looked at Yong Cong with a smile: "Please, the king of the county, the Lord Long Live is waiting for you in the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

    Yong Cong felt a pain in his buttocks and was about to run away, but seeing the palace guards quickly blocking the threshold, he froze immediately.

    The queen mother vaguely heard that Yong Cong was not taught a lesson after New Year's Eve, so she felt relieved, thinking that the emperor would not settle accounts after autumn.  She kindly said: "After playing for a long time, it's getting late, remember to bring Aijia's snacks"

    Yong Cong nodded with a mournful face.

    He thought faintly, it is an eternal theorem that happiness will be followed by happiness and sorrow

    Hall of Mental Cultivation.

    Without waiting for Qianlong to speak, Yong Cong quickly flattered him and said: "Huang Ama, there are only a few days left until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. You two should be more careful. If you break it, your son will not be able to see his wife."

    Qianlong: ""

    After so many days, his anger has long since dissipated. Hearing his son's words of begging for mercy, he burst out laughing, and finally laughed out loud.

    After laughing, he said: "Yong Cong, when did I say I was going to beat you? I called you here for the construction of the Prince's Mansion in Jingjun. The Ministry of Industry has already completed the foundation.  You still need to decide"

    Wu Shulai pursed his lips and lowered his head, his body trembling a little, Yong Cong suddenly looked like a boiled shrimp, with smoke coming out from the top of his head, he groaned for a long while, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and slip down.

    Qianlong smiled and said: "Xiu Ru, show the drawing to the county king."

    E Rong'an, who was waiting outside the curtain, coughed, took a few steps forward, his face was serious, trying not to let himself laugh out loud: "Jun Wang, please take a look."

    Yong Cong: "?"

    He stopped looking for cracks in the ground, and wished he could go up to the sky where he was, and fly away like a balloon.

    There is even Mr. E, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, here!

    Mr. E, old acquaintance.

    Recalling all the hot words he said just now, Yong Cong took the blueprint with trembling hands, took a rough look, and squeezed out his voice: "Veryvery good"

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    Yong Cong: I am not a group favorite, I am a group pit

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