Dragon cubs are the group pet of the Qing Palace

After drinking wine to vent his emotions in Xian'an Palace, and being comforted by Cheng'an invisibly, Yinti did not stay out of the house anymore, and went to the palace to visit the little guy again within two days.

Seeing that Brother Da kept his word, Cheng An was overjoyed.

"Brother Da~"

Seeing him running in front of him excitedly, Yinti was about to bend down to pick him up, but he turned around and ran back the next second.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, followed the little guy with his eyes, and saw the little guy running over with a flagon in his arms: "Look, Brother Da~"

"Where did you get the wine?" Yinti asked subconsciously.

But when the little guy approached, Yinti didn't smell the wine, and immediately guessed that it should be a jug for him to play with.

"Brother Da, let's go drink~" Cheng An waved the wine jug in his hand and greeted him in a milky voice.

Yinti followed him to Luohan's bed and sat down, and there was a wine glass on the table that matched the jug in his hand.

There must be no wine in the jug, but it was filled with water. With his help, the little guy was carried to the Arhat bed, kicked off his shoes immediately, and then poured "wine" into the wine glass while standing.

Seeing that he was about to spill, Yinti kindly reached out and brought the wine glass close to the mouth of the pot.

"Okay!" Cheng An poured two glasses of wine, put down the jug, picked up one of the glasses and said, "Brother Da, do it~"

Yinti raised his glass and touched him lightly, and after habitually drank the water in the glass, he felt that it was free for him to come to the palace in the early morning to drink water and play with him.

Thinking so, when the little guy filled him with water again, Yinti didn't refuse, just playing with him.

"what……"

Not to mention, just watching the little guy holding a glass of water imitating the gesture of drinking, and shaking his head and sighing after drinking, Yin Ti feels quite interesting.

Yinti has a good capacity for alcohol. If it is real wine, he can drink it by the jar. Even if it is tea, he can drink half a jug, but if it is replaced by plain water, he really doesn't want to drink it after a few more cups.

"Brother Da, what are you doing~" the little guy reminded him when he saw that he only took a sip.

Yinti really wanted to ask him to exchange a glass of real wine, but in the end he held back and drank the water in his hand again.

At this time, Yinhu, Yinhu, and Yin'e came together.

Yinti put down his wine glass and glanced at them from the corner of his eye, and immediately said: "You guys came just in time, come and drink... wine with Chengan."

"Brother, are you serious?"

Yinhu and Yinhu knew that it was definitely not real wine without guessing, but Yin'e subconsciously asked one more question.

Before Yinti could answer, Cheng An greeted excitedly: "Brothers Eighth, Brother Nine, Brother Ten are here to drink~"

There were still a lot of wine glasses on the table, and the little guy continued to pour the wine jug while he finished speaking.

Yin'e approached and took a look at the wine glass, and immediately understood: "So it's water...water wine."

While they were coming over, Yinti was finally able to put down his wine glass and let them have a drink with the little guy.

Cheng An should not be too happy when someone is playing with him, but the result of drinking too much water is always thinking of Gong.

After running down Luohan's bed twice, he finally drank enough "wine".

Yin'er saw that he stopped pouring wine, but sat on the Arhat's bed, and asked with a smile, "No more?"

The little guy fell to the side when he heard what he said, and Yinhu quickly opened his hands to take him into his arms.

"An'an is drunk~" the little guy said in a milky voice after adjusting a comfortable position in Yinhu's arms.

Yinzhen held the wine glass and swirled it lightly, with a playful tone: "Then you are not very good at drinking."

"He drank the four of us alone, already very powerful." Yinhu looked down at the little guy lying in his arms, and gently patted his back.

Sensing his brother's gentle movements, Cheng An relied on him to rub against his arms.

Yin'e picked up the jug and shook it twice, and found that there was still a lot of water in the pot just added, so she held it up in front of Yinzhen and said, "Come on, Brother Ninth, I'll fill it up for you."

This is not real wine, the little guy doesn't bother to drink it anymore

, Naturally don't let him fall.

Yin'er also had nothing to do, and Yinzhen insisted on pouring the wine if he didn't let him, but he couldn't hold the jug firmly and fell directly to the ground.

The sound of the flagon breaking startled the little guy, and he immediately raised his head to look around.

"It's all right." Yinhu hurriedly patted him to comfort him.

Seeing that Yin'e couldn't even hold a flagon firmly, Yinti might as well be Chengan, and cast an indescribable expression at him.

This set of jugs is the little guy's new toy recently. He stood up from Yinhu's arms and couldn't help blinking when he found the jug broken on the ground.

"Oh, I really scared me." Yin'er saw the little guy staring at the jug without speaking, so he spoke before him.

Seeing that his elder brother was frightened, Cheng An immediately ignored the jug, came to him and patted his chest and said, "Brother Ten, don't be afraid~"

Seeing that Yin'er directly turned against the guest, Yinzhen couldn't help but glance at him, thinking that he was really good at fooling children.

Yin'e took advantage of the situation and leaned her head on the little guy's shoulder, and said in her mouth: "Chengan, brother ten accidentally dropped your hip flask, you won't blame me, will you?"

"It's okay~" The little guy continued to pat his chest lightly, and in turn cared about him, "Are you still afraid, Brother Ten?"

"There is one more point, you take two more shots." Yin'er half leaned on him and said.

Seeing him drop Cheng An's flagon and let the little guy coax him, Yinti couldn't stand it, especially when he saw him put that big head on Cheng An's small shoulder.

"It's almost done." After Yinti finished speaking, he pushed him away from Cheng An.

Yinhu saw that the jug on the ground was a bit broken, and felt that someone had to clean it up. It would be bad if any fragments were left and hurt Cheng An, so he said: "Take Cheng An out first, and let someone clean up the place. .”

"Look at what you've done." Yinti raised his hand and nodded Yin'e, then went out with the little guy in his arms.

The weather was fine today, and when he came out of the hall, Yinti put him directly on the swing.

As early as the beginning of autumn, the swings were covered with soft fur cushions, so the little ones should not be too comfortable sitting in them.

"Have you sat down?"

"Okay~"

After confirming that he was sitting firmly, Yinti directly pushed the swing up.

As the swing swayed high, the little guy's crisp laughter sounded nearby.

"Brother Da is amazing~"

There was Yinti pushing the swing, so Yinti and the others simply sat down at the stone table next to them.

Originally, there were no stone tables here, and the stone tables were added only after there were swings. Occasionally, Kangxi would sit here and watch the little guys play on the swings.

Yinti has great strength, and he doesn't need to change people to push the little guy for a while.

The three of Yinhu chatted while watching the little guy swinging.

While chatting, Yin'e suddenly remembered something, and turned to look at Yinzhen: "By the way, Brother Jiu, do you have any news about Dai Zi who I asked you to inquire about?"

When it comes to inquiring about people and news, you still have to look at Yinzhen, after all, he has a wide range of business and has many people who can use him.

"I thought you had forgotten about it." Yinzhen said.

Yin'e rubbed his head and said, "Isn't this reminding me of Cheng An, I want to see if I can get a firecracker that he can play with before his next birthday."

Yinzhen originally thought that it was because of Yinzhen's expedition that he suddenly remembered Dai Zi, but he didn't expect it to be for this reason, and suddenly felt that he really shouldn't overestimate him.

But don't care about Yin'er's reason, the news about Yinzhen has already been inquired clearly for him.

"He is still alive and still in Shengjing, but if he wants to use his words, he must first ask Huang Ama for instructions." Yinzhen said.

Yin'e: "It's been so long, Huang Ama shouldn't care about it anymore, right?"

After all, Dai Zi had made a lot of contributions back then.

Yinzhen thinks this is not a problem, but the question is: "Are you sure Dai Zi still has the same skills as before?"

"I'll know when I get him back." Yin'er didn't think so much, so he turned to invite Yin'er again.

Hu writes the scriptures for herself.

After Yinhu returned to Beijing, he also inquired about Dai Zi, and learned that he had some conflicts with Nan Huairen at the beginning, but Nan Huairen is no longer here. After such a long time, he wanted to come to Huang Ama for the sake of his meritorious service. Nine out of ten would agree.

After Yinhu nodded in agreement, the three brothers started chatting about Yinzhen again.

"I don't know where the fourteenth brother is going."

"Should still be on the way..."

It wasn't until they saw Yinti coming that they quickly stopped talking and started talking about other things.

Yinti came here to take a break and let them do the pushing, but he didn't pay attention to what they were talking about just now.

But even if he heard it, he, who had already vented his emotions, didn't care as much as Yinhu and the others thought.

Yin'e is usually as lazy as she can be, which is positive.

"Brother Ten~"

The little guy who was obediently sitting on the swing and waiting saw him coming, raised his face and showed him a bright smile.

Yin'e reached out and pinched his fair and tender face, then pushed the swing hard and said: "Look at Brother Ten pushing you to the sky!"

The little guy immediately laughed when he heard this, and shouted loudly when he fell down: "Brother Ten, push again~"

After all, Yin'er's physical strength was not as good as Yinti's, and his breath became heavy after pushing.

He was too lazy to go back to the stone table, so he bowed his head and said, "Chengan make room for brother ten."

The little guy was very cooperative, moved his little butt to the side, and patted the vacant seat and said: "Brother Ten, come~"

Yin'e was naturally not polite, and sat in directly, but put his feet outside, so as not to step on his fur cushion dirty.

After he sat in, he only relied on his own body weight to drive the swing. The little guy didn't mind it, but liked the feeling of his brother sitting on the swing with him.

Under the slight shaking of the swing, the little guy got up and climbed onto him to lie on his stomach.

Yin'e was holding the swing with one hand, while resting on him with the other hand, smelling the milky fragrance of the little guy, and looking at the blue sky today, he felt very comfortable.

The little guy was lying on his stomach at first, but after a while he simply turned over and looked up at the sky next to him.

"This Yiner..."

Seeing him pushing the swing for a while and then sitting on it, Yinzhen couldn't help shaking her head.

Yinhu also found it funny, especially when he looked at it from the side and found that the two brothers on the swing had somewhat similar postures and expressions at this moment.

Yinti had almost rested, saw this and walked over, quickly picked up the little guy and said: "Huang Ama is here!"

Yin'er heard the word "Huang Ama" and was so startled that he immediately wanted to jump up, but the swing was not a chair, the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't get up, instead the swing started to shake again.

Seeing him waving his hands and feet like a tortoise whose shell has been overturned, Yinti laughed directly.

The little guy was a little taken aback by being picked up suddenly by him, but when he saw Brother Ten's movements, he thought it was fun again, and immediately laughed out loud.

Hearing Yinti's laughter, Yin'er suddenly realized that he was being tricked, and after slowly getting down from the swing, he gave him a first look, and when he realized that the little guy was also laughing, his eyes fell on him again: "Who are you aiming at?" ah?"

Cheng An obediently stretched out his little hand to cover his mouth when he stared at him, but his bright eyes still revealed his smile.

Hearing Yin'e's question, the little guy let go of his hands and said, "Towards brother~"

"To which brother?" Yin'er asked.

After the little guy blinked his eyes, he repeated in a childish voice: "Towards my brother~"

"Have you learned to play dumb?"

As Yin'er said, she reached out to pinch his face, but Yinti hugged him and avoided him.

"Brother, I haven't settled accounts with you yet!"

Yinti heard his words, glanced at him up and down and said, "What do you want to calculate?"

I can't beat and beat, scold... Yin'e doesn't dare to scold, after all, I feel that if I win the scold, I'm afraid I will be beaten, so I can only stare at him again in the end.

The little guy felt that Brother Ten was a little angry, and twisted his body to get out of Yinti's arms.

He came out of the hall just now without shoes on, seeing this Liu hurried forward to help him put on his shoes.

After putting on his shoes and landing on the ground, Cheng An ran over and hugged Yin'e's legs and said softly, "Brother Ten, do you want to eat meat?"

Feeling that he was coaxing herself, Yin'e felt a little better, looked down at him and asked, "Do you have any?"

It wasn't that Yin'e looked down on him, but that Kangxi had stricter control over him when it came to eating, so that he wouldn't eat well if he ate too much snacks.

"An'an has it~" the little guy took his hand and ran into the house after finishing speaking.

Yinzhen and the others were a little interested, so they all followed.

The little guy led Yin'er into the room and went straight to the Arhat bed. When he climbed up, he groped behind the soft pillow in one corner with his little butt pouted.

Yin'e and others looked very interesting, so they didn't help, they just stood in front of Arhat's bed and watched.

"I found it~" The little guy finally took out a purse after groping for a long time, sat down on the Arhat bed and began to open it.

Yin'e and the others waited for a while, and saw that he really took out a piece of jerky from his purse, and a smile appeared on his face for a moment, thinking that the little guy was so funny that he even hid the jerky.

The little guy pinched the jerky and found that his brothers were laughing, so he also bent his eyes and laughed along with him.

"When did you hide the jerky?" Yin'e couldn't help laughing, and even wanted to ask Huang Ama if she knew.

Of course Kangxi knew it, and even watched him hide it, but saw that he had been sneaking around for a long time and only hid it for a long time, so he didn't bother to expose it.

The little guy's concept of time is currently only today and tomorrow, and the others are rather vague. Naturally, the jerky was not hidden today, so he didn't know how to answer for a while.

After tilting his head to think about it, he simply tore off a small piece of jerky and handed it over: "Brother Ten, eat it~"

Yin'e took it subconsciously, a little unsure if the jerky could be eaten.

The little guy didn't favor one over another, and quickly and vigorously tore off a few more pieces of the jerky, which was not very big, and gave them to Yinhu and the others.

After dividing, he only had a little bit left in his hand.

"Let your tenth brother taste it first." Seeing the little guy holding the remaining dried meat and preparing to put it in his mouth, Yinti stopped his hand and said.

"Why?" Yin'e said so, but she smelled the jerky honestly in her hand and threw it into her mouth after making sure it didn't look bad.

The jerky is already durable, and the little guy didn't hide it for two days, so it's still edible.

After eating, Yin'e touched the little guy's head and asked, "Well, what are you doing with the jerky?"

Even if Huang Ama is stricter, he will not be short of food and drink for him, especially when he is hungry, he can go to the Queen Mother to eat, so he really won't go to the point of hiding food.

"Leave it to my brother to eat~" the little guy said in a childish voice.

He said so, but probably because he thought it was fun.

But when the brothers heard what he said, they instantly felt that the jerky in their hands had become precious, and Yin'e regretted not chewing a few more just now.

"Hide more next time, one slice is not enough for brother ten." Yin'e said.

Cheng An nodded to him after eating the leftover piece of jerky in his hand: "Okay~"

"I advise you to take this sentence back, otherwise the next time he puts all the jerky in his purse in front of Huang Ama, you asked him to hide it..."

Needless to say what Yinzhen said later, Yin'e had already seen his fate of copying books again.

It was so easy to finish copying the book a hundred times after returning, and even killing Yin'e didn't want to copy the book again.

Yin'e cleared his throat, and said solemnly: "Chengan, brother ten was joking with you just now, don't hide it next time, brothers don't lack stuttering, just eat it yourself."

"An An wants to feed my brother~"

The little guy's sweet mouth attracted several elder brothers to take turns reaching out to hold him in their arms for a while, and Yin'e even promised to bring him delicious food next time he enters the palace.

Wait for Kangxi

When they came back, Yinti and the others had already left, and Chengan was lying on the Luohan bed kicking his little feet, playing with a purse in his hand.

Kangxi didn't recognize the purse at first, but when the little guy found him back and threw the purse into his arms, he smelled the aftertaste of dried meat coming from the purse, and he suddenly remembered something.

"Did you eat the jerky inside?" Kangxi asked after touching the purse and finding it was empty.

The little guy opened his eyes slightly, as if wondering how Amma knew there was jerky in it.

"An'an didn't hide the jerky!"

Kangxi patted his little buttocks and said, "Did I say you hid jerky? Don't tell yourself."

The little guy threw away his purse and covered his buttocks with his little hands to prevent him from patting him, his cheeks were still slightly puffed up.

"Okay, don't hide it next time." Kangxi scratched his nose and said.

Seeing that he was not unhappy, the little guy immediately withdrew his cheeks, and threw himself into his arms to answer his initial question: "Give it to brother, brother is happy~"

"I know my brother all the time." Kangxi's tone was slightly tasteful.

Cheng An immediately put his arms around him and said, "I still know about Ama~"

"Where is Ama's jerky?" Kangxi looked down at the little guy who was acting like a baby.

The little guy didn't have any dried meat in his hand. He thought about it for a long time after hearing what he said, and suddenly put his hand to Kangxi's mouth.

Kangxi looked at the fleshy little hands in front of him, and was amused by him: "What are you doing?"

"Give Ama a bite." The little guy obviously remembered the joke Kangxi had made on him, so he decided to give him a bite of his hand.

Kangxi just made a joke when he watched him eat his hand before, asking him to taste it for himself to see if the hand was so delicious, how could he really bite him, and took him to dinner after bowing his head to scare him.

Within two days, Yinhu really wrote a plea for Dai Zi for Yin'e and sent it up.

When Kangxi saw Dai Zi's name, he couldn't help being recalled.

Those old ministers who used to be around were either dead or had returned home. Suddenly seeing this once useful minister, Kangxi somewhat softened his heart, especially considering that he had made a lot of contributions in the past.

But when thinking of Dai Zi, he also thought of what he was good at, firearms were more sensitive, seeing Yin'e suddenly pleading for him, Kangxi had to send someone over to ask.

Fortunately, it was Yin'e who got the news, and someone else might find a more serious reason, which would arouse Kangxi's suspicion on the contrary.

But what Yin'e said, although Kangxi was quite speechless after hearing it, he also felt that it was something he could do.

Hearing that Yin'er wanted to get Dai Zi back to make a firecracker that Cheng An could play with as a birthday gift, Kangxi glanced at him and thought he was really a good brother, so he wanted to give it to him before the year was over. One year birthday gift.

For the sake of the youngest son, Kangxi didn't bother to talk about him in the end. After all, Dai Zi is not as young as he was when he was young, and whether he still has the same ability as before is another matter.

"If you have time to read more books, you will not do business all day long." After Kangxi finished speaking, he picked up his pen and gave the approval reply on the notebook written by Yinhu, and then threw it down to him.

"My son, I thank the Emperor Ama."

Yin'e took the booklet and glanced at it, and thanked her quickly.

Shengjing.

It's not winter yet, but it's already very cold here.

Ordinary people don't have a good life here, let alone Dai Zi who was exiled here.

Dai Zi's life here is very difficult. In winter, he doesn't even have a thicker quilt, and sometimes he has to go to the mountains to find food to satisfy his hunger.

If he hadn't been able to earn two dollars by selling calligraphy and painting, his family would have starved to death here.

He can still bear the hardships in life, but the misery of being unsuccessful makes him more and more depressed.

During the days of being exiled, there was not a single day when Dai Zi did not look forward to being pardoned by the emperor and returning to Beijing, but he knew that this was just an extravagant hope.

But one day when this extravagant wish comes true, Dai Zi feels like a dream.

"Father, we can go back to Beijing now!"

It wasn't until he heard his son's excited voice that Dai Zi was sure that he was not dreaming, and when he regained his senses, he burst into tears instantly.

Beijing.

Cheng An still doesn't know that because of himself, someone's fate has changed, and he is currently writing a letter to Yin Zhen.

After Yinti started to visit him again in the palace, the only elder brother that the little guy couldn't see became Yinzhen, which naturally made him miss him even more.

"Brother Da said that Yuanyuan is as fat as a ball now..."

The little guy was holding his own small brush to draw while talking. He talked about the ball, and a ball was really drawn on the paper. Not to mention, the drawing was quite round.

"Ama, Ama!"

After Cheng An finished drawing the ball, he seemed to encounter a problem, so he shouted immediately.

Kangxi was not very busy today, so he brought him by his side, and came behind him after hearing the sound of writing.

"The moon is well drawn." Kangxi boasted when he saw the circle on the paper.

Hearing his words, the little guy raised his face and said, "It's not the moon, it's Yuanyuan!"

"It's really round." Kangxi said, "What are you calling me for?"

"How do you draw Ama's rounded corners?"

Kangxi directly reached out to hold his little hand and led him to draw. First, he added a sheep's head in front of the ball, and then outlined a pair of sheep's horns with a few strokes.

"Ama is amazing~" the little guy boasted with satisfaction, and stretched out his hand to draw the sheep's feet.

Originally, when Kangxi finished painting, there was still a sense of sheep, but as soon as he added to the painting, it suddenly became a mess again.

Kangxi could still understand the ink blobs below as sheep feet, and the blob at the back could barely be called a tail. When he saw him scribbling on the sheep, Kangxi couldn't help but say: "Sheep are white, you paint them black to make them look like sheep's feet." very?"

"An'an is painting wool~" the little guy said in a baby voice.

Kangxi couldn't help stroking his forehead, and finally let him do the scribbling.