Prince in the same boat

The middle-aged scribe seemed to want to defend himself, but he thought of something. He smiled awkwardly and didn't answer. Someone beside him interrupted angrily: "Mr. Li is biased when he said that. I heard that His Royal Highness Prince Jia has the courage Extraordinary, he once encircled and suppressed the Red Flower Society rebels, he was extremely brave. Besides, because of Shengjia's southern tour, the entire Hangzhou government is under martial law, so there is no danger at all. Maybe that person just now is Prince Jia, since he is A son of the Son of Heaven, he is naturally blessed by a hundred spirits, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

In fact, the person who spoke knew that Mr. Li's words were very reasonable, but he was born with a broken mouth. Whenever someone said something, he wanted to refute it, as if to show his ability.

Mr. Li knew his temperament, so he only smiled when he heard the words: "Prince Jia was successful in his youth, but he behaved very well and never made a mistake. Although he didn't have the name of a prince, he was a prince. Praise, quite reminiscent of the ancestors. But just now, the young man's brows were full of indifference and desolation. Although his demeanor was noble and refined, he always had such a fierce and stern aura, which was definitely not the nobleness that Prince Jia should have. and manners."

That person knew that Mr. Li had been an official in the capital and served in the Imperial Academy, and had seen many high-ranking officials and dignitaries. What he said must be very reasonable. Although he still curled his lips a little, he was convinced in his heart.

The middle-aged scribe said: "Xiaosheng thought that the gentleman just now had an extraordinary temperament and restrained manner. Even if he wasn't Prince He Shuojia, he must be some kind of prince and grandson. Mr. Li said he was not Prince Jia, so...then he Who is the one?"

Everyone couldn't help discussing again, and began to guess the true identity of the blue-clothed youth.

Mr. Li said thoughtfully: "That young master just now... his appearance..."

"Oh...does Mr. Li know who that young master is?" Others asked curiously as they looked honestly thinking.

"No... no, it shouldn't be possible, maybe I remembered it wrong..." Although I think it is very similar, but after so many years, Mr. Li is not sure if he has read it wrong just now.

"Mr. Li, if you think of something, you might as well tell us..." On the contrary, everyone was aroused with curiosity and asked.

Mr. Li smiled and said: "It's nothing... I should have thought wrong. Li used to work in the Imperial Academy in the capital more than ten years ago, and he was lucky to meet some powerful royal relatives. The appearance of that young master just now... is the same as Li's back then. The people I met in the capital are somewhat similar, but now that I think about it carefully, it should be Li who made a mistake."

Everyone suddenly remembered that this Mr. Li had indeed served in the Imperial Academy in the capital, and had the opportunity to meet many royal relatives.

Everyone became more curious and asked again.

Mr. Li seemed to be overwhelmed by the people's questioning, he thought for a while and said: "The young man just now is extremely handsome, with an appearance that can overwhelm the country, very similar to... very much like Prince Zhe, whom Li once met once."

The middle-aged scholar said in surprise, "Prince Zheduan? Could it be the son of Prince He who was posthumously named Prince Zheduan by the Holy Majesty?"

Prince Zheduan——Aixinjueluo Yongfan, is the son of Prince Aixinjueluo—Hongzhou. He has passed away for many years, but when he mentions it now, he is still famous and well known to the world!

This person can be called a legend of a generation. He is a generation of strange people since Aixinjueluo entered the pass for a hundred years. He once uprooted and wiped out the Red Flower Society rebels who had been troubled by the imperial court. countless versions of legends.

According to legend, he was originally a distant branch of the Aixinjueluo family, and after he was adopted by Prince Hongzhou as the adopted son of Yudu, the legend of his life began.

According to legend, this prince has extraordinary martial arts and is known as the No. [-] Batulu Manchu!

According to legend, this prince is so radiant that he suddenly has the appearance of a heavenly man!

According to legend, this prince is deeply loved by the current emperor Qianlong, not to mention the elder brother of the palace, even some princes are quite inferior to him!

According to legend, this prince strategized and rescued him several times, and even wiped out the Red Flower Society that troubled the court, and restored the peace of the Qing Dynasty!

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According to legend, this prince is actually the illegitimate son of the current emperor Qianlong. He was born to Emperor Qianlong and a folk woman. In order to save face, he was adopted to Prince He!

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This person really left too many legends and speculations to the Qing Dynasty and the people.However, Prince Zheduan had passed away more than ten years ago, and he had already made a clear order to the world, so how could it be... Could it be that Mr. Li just misread it!

...with a high bearing, and a face that turns all sentient beings upside down, it is no wonder that Mr. Li, who once glanced at Prince Zheduan from afar, would have misunderstood him, but...

Everyone didn't think it was the same, they just guessed for a while, and the young man's painting boat had gone through the water again, so they just exchanged a few words and stopped talking about it.

It's just that everyone has overlooked a problem. Apart from the same upside-down face, this young man's singing voice can reach their ears from such a far away place, as if singing not far away. Obviously...he has the same Prince Zheduan's unfathomable martial arts cultivation.

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"It's him...it's him, it's really him!" Looking at the painting boat going away, the lady in the pavilion wanted to shout, but she couldn't.

He has already obtained the freedom he was looking forward to... why should I... As long as she knows that he is still alive and alive, she is already very satisfied.

"Zhe...Prince Zheduan..., he... how could he..., he, he is still alive? He is still alive! Wasn't he..." His husband, a very handsome man, whispered, with eyes in his eyes Full of horror and disbelief!

"Princess..., you, do you know what's going on?" He asked his wife, looking for an answer.

"I don't know..." The noble lady looked at the distant shadow of the painting boat, and sat softly under the railing of the small pavilion, staring blankly at the gone, elegant ice blue back, feeling anxious and sad. .

Countless past events that have gone away, spread layer by layer like ripples, passing before her eyes.

It seems that after the rain many years ago, on the banks of Daming Lake in Jinan, when they were both children, he picked a lot of lotus and piled them under his feet...

It seemed that it was February in the cold spring of that year. He knelt on his mother's bedside, listening to her mother's story, with an indifferent expression on his face...

As if because he was unwilling to obey his mother's last wish, he knelt in the courtyard all night, the starlight reflected on his handsome face, showing a different kind of sadness...

It seems to be the dawn when he first came to the capital, the golden glow is like his face, unpredictable, it seems to be confiding his guess about the future destiny...

It was as if he had just stepped into the Forbidden City and walked in an unknown destiny, but he was always at odds with the bustling court...

It seems that he used to call her name again and again, he called her: "Ziwei, Ziwei..."

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What a distant and warm memory at that time, she buried it deep in her heart, carefully collected it, and as the years passed, it gradually became dusty...

It's been so many years, she always wanted to see him again, but she didn't expect it to be such a glimpse, and she was so caught off guard.

She... still has a thousand words and wants to ask him.

For a moment, the noble lady felt sad from her heart, with mixed feelings, she couldn't help leaning on her husband's shoulder, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Brother..." She softly called out the title of that person, but couldn't get any response from him...

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"I seem to have seen Ziwei just now. It looks like she should be doing well." Rafting on the lake, the handsome young man in blue suddenly looked into the cabin and spoke softly.

Time seems to have been imprisoned on him, and his face is the same as when we first saw him back then, and he doesn't seem to be nearly 40 years old at all.

"Why don't you go and see her?" A gentle male voice came out from the cabin. A man was sitting behind a screen, and he couldn't see his real appearance clearly, but judging by his figure and voice, he must be a handsome man. .

"Hehe, she has her life, and we... also have ours, so why bother her?" The man in the blue robe smiled slightly and turned his head, the gentleness in his eyes was as deep as the sea, and there was a naughty smile Meaning: "Besides...Xia Yongfan and Aixinjueluo-Yongfan are dead, now...what capacity should I go to see her?"

"Then who are you?" The man sitting behind the screen laughed softly.

"I..." The man in blue came to him with a smile, held his hand, and kissed him lightly on the face: "I'm yours..."

The blue-robed boy's face was extremely handsome, but the fierce expression on his face seemed indifferent. Only when facing that gentle man, did he reveal vitality.

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In fact, when the two men were frolicking in the painting boat, people on a big boat not far away were watching them from afar.

A luxuriously dressed man looked at them with a complicated expression on his face.

His appearance is no longer young, but the years and identity have endowed him with an unrivaled and superior temperament.

Behind him stood several handsome men.

These men are either imposing, or gentle, or calm and restrained, or shrewd and capable.

Moreover, without exception, they all have a noble temperament that is difficult for ordinary people to match.

These outstanding men stood respectfully behind this man, as if it was a great honor to stand behind him.

Because of that man, named Qianlong.

That's right!This is a king with power over the world, and the men behind him are all princes of the Aixinjueluo family.

"Yong Fan, do you think Yong Fan's choice was right? Is he now much happier than living in the capital?"

Qianlong, the king with power over the world asked softly.

A handsome young man standing at the front behind him looked at En Ah's painting boat drifting away with the water with complicated eyes, he hesitated to speak, but didn't say anything.

Taking one last look at the painting boat that was gradually going away, Qianlong turned and left.