West Garden, Tuoyuan Bookstore.
There were still two quarters of an hour before dark, and the study was already brightly lit.
The prince sat at the desk with a gloomy face.
In the afternoon, news came from Nanyuan that Mr. Li was seriously ill.
According to the pulse over there, it was a hot day and I had used unclean things and had diarrhea for three days.
They didn't dare to hide it over there and reported it to the paddock manager.
The paddock manager reported to the emperor.
After reading it, Yu Qian sent someone to hand over the book.
What does royal father mean?
The prince felt unsure.
After all, she was the biological mother of Akedun and Hongxi, and the prince was not hard-hearted. He knew that the other party was seriously ill, but he still ignored her.
How far does it go?
It is impossible to take someone back to the palace.
If you don't pick it up, there will be another time.
Also, if Li, the biological mother, is here, even if Hong Xi finds an adoptive mother in the future, the other family will have to think twice.
The Mother Queen Mother is still different from the Holy Mother Queen Mother.
In all dynasties, the direct mother has always been at the forefront, and the Qing Dynasty was no exception.
But everyone knows that it is still different.
Just like the late Empress Dowager and the current Empress Dowager.
The prince closed the folded page.
Someone came in from outside and reported: "Master, the Holy Driver has gone to Nanwusuo!"
The prince couldn't help but frown after hearing this.
Seven days ago, it was the fifth northern institute, and now it is the southern fifth institute.
The princes and brothers get together to have a banquet without any problem. Who would believe it if there is no intention?
Are you all so free?
The prince's eyebrows widened and he said: "Since all the saints have gone, let me go over and have a look..."
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South Fifth House, front yard.
It's the turn of the eighth and tenth princes.
One of the two has a warm body, the other has an unruly eyebrow.
Standing together, facing each other, they are tall, short, fat and thin.
Brother Jiu looked on, a little worried.
Although he didn't like the eighth elder brother, he knew that the eighth elder brother worked hard to make progress, which was different from them in Shang Shufanghu Lane.
The eighth prince's civil and military skills ranked among the top three among the first batch of princes.
The royal father himself wants to be strong, and he also hopes that his sons will be strong.
Lao Shi here...
It seems that no eighth prince is motivated.
But now is not the time to talk dejectedly. Brother Jiu looked at the female students next to him and said, "What about this game? Don't you think the winner will be determined?"
Shifu Jin immediately said: "I beat Master Shi to win, Master Ten is the most powerful!"
Everyone listened with smiles and looked at Ba Fujin.
Ba Fujin sat between Qi Fujin and Shu Shu, looking dignified. Seeing everyone looking at her, she smiled slightly and said, "I'm the one who overwhelms Ba Ye..."
It’s just that the stakes are inexplicable.
How many taels of silver can a half-month-old watermelon cost?
Is it worth a comparison?
Mr. Dong E really wants to be practical, not decent, and wants to make money everywhere.
Shu Shu, like the others, avoided getting involved.
She looked at Brother Ten's lower body.
As early as when she first married into the palace, she noticed something strange about her tenth prince.
The tenth elder brother looked similar to the ninth elder brother. When he was withdrawing to measure, he looked weak, but that was all.
The ninth elder brother is really weak. Not to mention that he has no power to bind a chicken, he is not much better than the fourth elder brother with the four-power bow.
Here at Tenth Brother, it's different.
According to Shu Shu's observation, the tenth prince should have been wearing weights before, but it was not on the wrist that was easily noticed by others, but on the ankle.
It's really hard to say whether this will win or lose right now.
But the 10th prince is a talented person and always has a plan for what he does. Even if he ends up in the end, he has a greater chance of winning.
The fourteenth elder brother and the thirteenth elder brother next to him already whispered: "Thirteenth elder brother, let's win one by one. I just lost sixty carts of watermelons, and I still want to win it back."
Brother Thirteen said: "Then you choose first!"
They are all brothers, and Xigua doesn’t have much money.
The fourteenth elder brother glanced at the two people on the court, considered it for a moment, and said: "Then I'll give it to Bage. I heard that Baku's Buku was praised by Khan Amma, and he has the style of Prince Huishun."
Prince Huishun was the grandfather of Prince Kang, Chun Tai, and was a well-known member of the clan who was good at documenting.
The Thirteenth Brother said: "Then I will suppress the Tenth Brother."
On the field, the tenth prince had already bowed to the eighth prince, and the eighth prince also returned the salute.
The tenth prince did not move first, but waited for the eighth prince to stretch out his hand before reaching over and grabbing the eighth prince's shoulder in a similar movement.
The eighth prince's face was solemn, and he noticed the difference when he grabbed the tenth prince's shoulders.
Not to mention copper skin and iron bones, it is also a tight-knit flesh.
Old Ten is stronger than he looks.
The tenth elder brother was holding the eighth elder brother's forehead, and his feet had begun to move.
The Eighth Prince avoided him one after another.
The tenth prince had already changed his movements, as if he was about to turn around, but his forehead went down, and "bang" hit the eighth prince's nose.
The eighth prince's nose felt sore, and blood and tears came down.
Everyone looked at it, dumbfounded.
The eldest brother hurriedly said: "Stop it first!"
Brother Ten raised his head and saw a strange look, and said: "Oh, stop, stop, I'm so sorry!"
The eighth prince's eyes were a little cold.
Just now, the two of them were leaning on each other and touching each other. Others could not see clearly the expression of the tenth prince, but the eighth prince could see it clearly.
Before the tenth prince turned around, he curled his lips.
He hit himself in the face on purpose!
The eighth prince also had a ferocious streak in his heart.
If the tenth elder brother hadn't been bewitching the ninth elder brother, the ninth elder brother wouldn't have abandoned the brotherhood with him.
"Come again!"
The eighth prince took out his handkerchief, wiped away the nosebleed, looked at the tenth prince and said.
Brother Ten's face was full of guilt and uneasiness. He looked at Kangxi and when he saw that he didn't say anything, he nodded and said, "Okay, come again!"
Next, both brothers worked hard.
For a moment, it was a draw.
The eighth prince knocked the tenth prince staggering, and the tenth prince forced the eighth prince back half a step.
The sky also darkened.
The fourteenth elder brother stood by and said in surprise: "It's true that a person cannot be judged by his appearance. The tenth elder brother is worse in civil and martial arts, but he has a lot of strength."
The thirteenth elder brother said from the side: "I heard that Duke Kexi was very powerful during his lifetime and was the bravest of all three armies."
Brother Fourteen feels that he is unlucky today.
In the last round, it was obvious that the third brother had a chance to win, but he lost inexplicably.
After all, Starling has a better chance of winning this one, but the situation is not good at the moment.
The eighth prince's face also turned red.
He also felt that the tenth prince was tough, not someone who could fall down easily.
He retreated to the next best thing, trying to find a way to stumble and move the tenth prince out of the way.
However, Brother Ten's feet were extremely stable, his upper body was twisted into a knot, and his lower body was motionless.
"Lao Shi's lower plate is good..."
The eldest brother commented from the side.
Third Brother nodded and said: "This is brute strength, there is nothing you can do about it, it is innate!"
Neither the fourth elder brother nor the seventh elder brother spoke, they both looked at Kangxi involuntarily.
Kangxi looked at the two people on the field thoughtfully.
The twelfth elder brother pursed his lips.
How can there be any brute strength...
Brother Ten, he should be very powerful.
The fourteenth elder brother stared at the tenth elder brother as if he were staring at a piece of fat.
Find opportunities to practice more with Brother Ten in the future.
The thirteenth elder brother glanced at the eighth elder brother, and then at Shi Fujin, who was clapping beside him.
Brother Ten is like a hidden master in the storybook. Is he taking action this time to teach Brother Eight a lesson, or is he trying to make Shi Fujin happy?
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He compared his feelings and felt that maybe he could "kill two birds with one stone."
Ba Fujin sat, the handkerchief in his hand motionless.
Seeing that the eighth prince's face turned red, he lost his original composure, and his breath was a little chaotic, she felt calm in her heart, but felt a little happy.
He wanted to be competitive, but he couldn't win. He lost to his idiot brother in front of others. For the eighth prince, this feeling of shame would be doubled, right?
ha!
He was born in a lowly position, but he prided himself on being noble, and there were still many shortcomings in the future.
The eighth prince has lost his rhythm.
By accident, Brother Ten was thrown to the ground.
With a "bang", the eighth prince fell solidly.
The ninth elder brother was standing by, and he gave his thumb to the tenth elder brother and said: "Awesome, I really didn't expect you to beat the eighth elder brother!"
The tenth elder brother wiped his sweat and said: "Who said there will be something good today? My brother, I can only give it a try!"
When others heard this, they felt it was reasonable.
This age is a time for competitiveness, and just now Shi Fujin was chatting with him privately.
This person must have taken a fancy to the gem necklace.
The eldest brother said: "Not bad, keep up the good work."
The third elder brother said: "Don't use up all your strength. There will be another match later to compete with your fifth elder brother!"
The fifth elder brother was holding herbal tea and drinking it "Gudu Gudu" and said: "There is no need to compete in the third game. There are three things, just boxing and choose!"
He didn't want to compete anymore. Wouldn't that be bullying his younger brother?
He is so sturdy, who can beat him?
Just now, the third elder brother was fine, he was just dislocated and just reconnected. But what about the eighth elder brother or the tenth elder brother, who stretched his waist?
Brother 10 smiled and said: "Okay, then the next fight will be decided by punching!"
He was so relaxed and careless, and the eighth prince was filled with shame and annoyance.
He has been like this since he was a child. What he strives for is something that others don't care about.
What others don't care about is what he doesn't have.
The eighth prince clenched his fists, his face as if the spring breeze had turned into rain, and said: "Then let's take a second fall!"
"good!"
The tenth prince also laughed.
The brothers end up again.
It was getting darker.
Seeing that in another quarter of an hour, it will be time to light the lamp.
Princess Kejing has already ordered the eunuchs to prepare lanterns.
If Buku's stalemate persists, he will have to take action.
Even if Buku is dispersed, everyone must be sent back.
At this moment, there was another stalemate on the field.
The eighth elder brother and the tenth elder brother were like two fighting cocks, with their foreheads pressed against each other and their lower heads and legs not being strong enough to stumble and kick them.
Brother Jiu looked on and couldn't help but worry.
The Eighth Prince won’t play dirty tricks, right?
Thinking of this, he looked at his royal father.
Probably not. Is this the imperial court?
He wouldn't be so stupid as to attack his brother.
On the field, the tenth prince felt something was wrong. The eighth prince's hand had lost its strength and he couldn't use his strength.
What about strength?
Going down?
The tenth prince was wary and looked at the eighth prince's feet.
Then, he discovered something strange.
The eighth prince was anticipating his movements and changed places before he made them.
It looked like he was inadvertently, but he took the initiative to pick up his kick.
The tenth prince understood immediately. He was extremely disgusted, but he didn't show it at all on his face, but he adjusted his movements slightly.
The movements of their feet were getting faster and faster, and their upper bodies were holding each other in several circles.
The sky was already dark, but everyone was dazzled by the circle.
Only a "bang" was heard, followed by a cry of surprise.
"Ouch..."
