[Qing Chuan] The Empress Dowager Raising Cubs Daily

The empress dowager was a little timid.

It has been decades since she left Mongolia, and she was still stable before. On the eve of her departure—that is, yesterday, her uneasiness broke out completely.

The Empress Dowager never had a good rest from day to night.During the day, she counted her luggage repeatedly, and at night, she even talked with Qiqige, Concubine Shuhui and Concubine Ningxi all night.

If Qiqige hadn't stopped her, the empress dowager would have woken up everyone in the palace. Just like that, she is still telling the story about the Mongolian grassland to Prince Yinreng and Yinti.

Yinreng listened attentively to what the Empress Dowager was saying.

In his previous life, he had to wait two years before following Khan Ama, the Empress Dowager Feng Tai and the Empress Dowager to the Mulan paddock.

At that time, the Empress Dowager was already seriously ill frequently, and the whole journey was taken care of by the Empress Dowager and Concubine Tong, not to mention telling stories about Mongolia with her grandchildren, and even rarely letting them go to pay her respects.

And Yinreng himself didn't have much interest in accompanying his grandmother, either studying with Khan Ama, or competing with Yinti in riding and archery, or just socializing with clan officials.

It wasn't until the Empress Dowager passed away that he realized that he had lost an old man who truly cared for him.

Yinfeng remembered the regrets of his previous life.

Looking at the white-haired Mama Ukuma who was full of interest, he was not impatient at all. While listening to Mama Ukuma's chanting, he also responded from time to time.

Not to mention Yinti.

Before he set off, he had already imagined a lot, and now, as a curious baby, he took turns asking about Mongolia's customs, scenery and food.

The Empress Dowager was very happy.

Unlike Qiqige who acquiesced that the emperor did not accept concubine Meng, the empress dowager somewhat minded this matter.But now she seems to see new hope. The Empress Dowager looked at Yinfeng and Yinti, wishing to tell them everything she knew, hoping that Manmeng could be as close as before.

It's okay if the emperor doesn't like Concubine Namon.

It's okay for Yinreng to inherit the throne without concubine Meng, but Yinti, who is the eldest son of the emperor and likes martial arts, is a good choice instead!

The more the Empress Dowager thought about it, the more she was satisfied, and she spoke more carefully.

It is impossible to imagine the scene of the Mongolian grassland just by these words, Yinyi pondered for a long time, and then asked another question: "Then——Aunt Ukuma, what is your favorite?"

The Empress Dowager was slightly taken aback: "... Aijia?"

Yinbi nodded and looked at the Empress Dowager expectantly: "Yes!"

The empress dowager was stunned for a long time, but she didn't expect it.

Looking at the green rice fields outside the window, she seemed to see the boundless green grassland.

She likes everything about Mongolia, right?

The Empress Dowager thought for a moment, and finally chose the most fun one: "If you say Mama Ukuma liked the campfire party the most when she was young."

Perhaps the deepest memory is that time——

Before the empress dowager's thoughts went away, she felt a slight tug on the corner of her sleeve.Yinyin urged: "Why?"

The Empress Dowager withdrew her mind and spoke softly about the grand scene of the bonfire party: "Under the sky full of stars, there are felt tents. Everyone will gather in front of the bonfire to sing and dance. Roasted whole lamb."

"The taste of Mongolian mutton is completely different from that in Beijing. It has thick fat, mellow taste, charred outside and tender inside, crispy skin and smooth meat, fat but not greasy, and rich aroma."

Yinti swallowed unconsciously.

The Empress Dowager laughed secretly, and then continued: "In addition to these, there will also be competitions such as archery and riding Buku. Mongolian men are all brave and good at fighting. They grew up on horseback when they were young—Yinti, you Are you confident?"

Yinti's eyes lit up.

He is very talented in martial arts, even a boy who is a few years older than him can hardly win the victory from Yinti, let alone his peers.

Yinti didn't hesitate at all, a ray of flame was burning in his eyes, and he was eager to try: "Mama Ukuma, grandson is the strongest."

The Empress Dowager clapped her hands and laughed loudly: "Good!"

This is the answer she was waiting for—boys, after a few fights, the relationship will gradually become better and better, so that they will be more interested in Mongolia, and the friends they make will become relatives in the future. Isn't it a good idea?

The Empress Dowager smiled.

Yinfeng saw what Mama Ukuma was thinking, and he gloated at Yinti, but neither reminded nor interrupted.

It took a lot of hard work for Yinyi in the previous life to dissuade Ukuma Mama from pulling Langpei's thoughts, but Yinfeng is quite curious about how Yinyi in this life will refuse.

Yinfeng smiled and took a sip of herbal tea.

The lotus leaf tea was placed in the carriage of the Empress Dowager, sweet and sour with a touch of bitterness, drinking a few sips on a hot summer day would make one feel refreshed.

Yinfeng took another sip.

He rubbed the teacup with both hands, staring at the pattern on it and lost in thought: In his previous life, Aunt Ukuma loved salty milk tea and kumiss, followed by various mutton, smoked chicken, blood sausage and pies, etc. This kind of refreshing lotus leaf tea would never appear in front of Mama Ukuma.

Yinfeng lowered his eyes and smiled again.

These should also be written by Huang Mama, right?After all these years, Yinfeng has already confirmed that this Huang Mama is not the person in his memory.

It was Yinfeng who was puzzled.

If Khan Ama was still young back then, and the concubines didn't get along much, then Aunt Ukuma...you know?He subconsciously looked at the Empress Dowager.

The empress dowager didn't pay attention to Yinfeng.

With a smile on her face, she was busy encouraging Yinti: "The Ai family is waiting for the news of Yinti winning the championship!"

Yinti was full of confidence: "Let's leave it to my grandson!"

He babbled about his Buku and cavaliers being praised by Khan Ama and Nalan's guards, and he squeezed the muscles in his arms proudly. The proud little peacock made the empress dowager flinch.

It was Yinreng who saw that the empress dowager was not in good spirits, so he held back Yinti who was nagging endlessly: "Mother Wukuma, are you tired? Do you want to take a rest first?"

The Empress Dowager was indeed a little tired.

When Yinfeng reminded her like this, she couldn't hold back and yawned three or four times in a row.

Yinti recovered from the hotheaded situation, and also noticed the tiredness in Ukuma's brows and eyes.He scratched his cheeks annoyed: "The younger brother of the prince said, Mama Ukuma, grandson will come to greet you later, shall I?"

The empress dowager agreed happily.

Looking at the appearance of the two children walking shoulder to shoulder when they left, the corners of her mouth could not help but rise slightly.

"The relationship between the two young masters is really good." Su Mala on the side laughed warmly.

Her words are also the voice of the empress dowager.

The empress dowager looked at the backs of the two of them for a long time, then nodded slowly and smiled: "Yes...the empress dowager taught Yinti very well, and Yinreng is also a good boy."

The relationship between the two brothers has always been good.

The calm and experienced Yinti, the straightforward and lively Yinti, even Kangxi once said very proudly: "The temperament of the two of them is simply a combination determined by God."

Yinti and Yinreng, known as good boys, got on their horses.

Yinti winked at Yinreng: "Second brother, shall we run a race?"

Yinfeng raised his eyebrows: "Come on!"

Living in harmony in this life does not mean that he is willing to be overwhelmed by Yinti.Yinreng let out a low cry, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and the steed galloped out like a sharp arrow.

Yinti opened his eyes wide: "You cheated!"

Yin Reng's laughter got farther and farther away: "Brother didn't say when it will start—"

Yinti twisted his nose in anger.

Without saying a word, he clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and chased in the direction where Yinfeng left.

The two laughed and cursed all the way, and their energetic appearance frequently attracted sideways glances.Most of the accompanying officials showed satisfied smiles, and of course some were dissatisfied, such as Suo'etu, who looked at Elder Brother Yinti very dissatisfied: "Why is Elder Brother so disrespectful to His Royal Highness?"

Nalan Mingzhu said coldly: "His Royal Highness and Eldest Brother are brothers, and it is normal for brothers and sisters to respect each other."

When the eyes of the two met, it was as if there was lightning and thunder.

But this time, Suo'etu had the upper hand. He squinted at Nalan Mingzhu, and said lazily, "It is said that a certain person went to get married with Nalashi a few days ago. It's really a bad day!"

Nalan Mingzhu's face instantly turned red.

The image of Suo'er who saw this scene was that he took a cold bath in midsummer, which made him feel refreshed.

I haven't contacted the eldest brother yet, so what kind of prestige is there for me?Suo'etu flicked his sleeves and walked back triumphantly, his defiant posture made Mingzhu almost vomit blood with anger.

At the same time, Yinfeng and Yinti who ran to the distance were also talking about this matter. They slowed down one after the other, and then walked back side by side.Yinti, who saw Suo'etu and Nalan Mingzhu blushing for a moment, suddenly remembered something, rubbing his chin and muttering: "Speaking of which, Master Nalan is Nalan Mingzhu's son... right?"

Hearing the words Nalan Mingzhu, Yinreng suddenly regained his spirits.

He looked at Yinti pretending to be puzzled, and nodded casually: "Indeed, why did you mention this all of a sudden?"

"Hmm... I think that although they are father and son, their behavior is quite different." Yinti complained to Yinrong, "In fact, Master Nalan likes poetry books more than riding and shooting, and often organizes various poetry meetings. Not to mention, I even intend to go out of Beijing to do some business.”

After a pause, he frowned again: "As for Nalan Pearl—"

Yinti lowered his voice and muttered: "I always feel... Tsk."

Yinfeng was silent for a moment.

Sometimes he really wishes that it would be great if Yinti also had memories of his previous life.Looking at the way he treated Nalan Mingzhu as his uncle in his previous life, and looking at his disgusted face now, Yinfeng is so speechless that he hesitates to speak.

Yinti sneezed twice.

He glanced at Yinfeng: "You're talking bad about me, aren't you?"

Yinfeng: "...No."

Yinti shook his head: "Hey, elder brother Ben didn't say Nalan Mingzhu because of the bad relationship between Suo'etu and Nalan Mingzhu, elder brother Ben told you—"

Yinfeng held his breath and concentrated: "...Huh?"

With a shocked face, Yin Yin lowered his voice: "Nalan Mingzhu actually came here to seek out relatives with Elder Brother Ben!"

Yinti had a serious face and a shocked voice.

Yinfeng's expression was strange, and it took a long time before he responded slowly: "...um."

This kind of comparison always makes him feel uncomfortable.

In Yinti's eyes, it was Yinreng who was shocked by his words. With a serious face, he leaned against Yinreng's side and whispered: "He is Yehenala, and Erniang is Nala. It has nothing to do with it at all, but why did my ancestors have something to do with it... What do you think he is thinking?"

The corner of Yinrong's mouth twitched.

He laughed dryly, and asked, "Yeah, what's on his mind?"

Yinti looked at Yinreng.

He shook his head and sighed, "Why are you so stupid!"

Yinti clenched his fists: "He definitely wants to take advantage of my elder brother's influence to confront Suo'etu, and maybe he also wants to play tricks on you!"

The corner of Yinrong's mouth twitched: "...Oh."

His expression moved slightly, and he couldn't help looking Yinti up, down, left, right, left, right, right, and inexplicably a little more proud: I didn't expect that after Yinti didn't get mixed up with Nalan Mingzhu, it would be clear to the onlookers!

Yinti was so shocked that he got goosebumps all over his body.

He looked at Yinfeng, a little unhappy: "You don't believe it?"

Yinfeng hesitated.

He explained ambiguously: "Perhaps Master Mingzhu is only close to you because of Nalan Rongruo's relationship?"

It's impossible to say that Zhu is a bastard from the moment he opens his mouth, right?

But Yinfei didn't think so. He decided that Mingzhu was a bastard, and looked at his 'simple' younger brother with heartache: "Ah...! Ai! Ai! You were deceived by him!"

Yinfeng: "..."

Yinfei looked at his younger brother with pity, and then clenched his fists: "In this case, my elder brother will feed the wolf with his body to find out Mingzhu's true intentions, and then let you see Mingzhu's true face!"

Yinrong's body tilted.

If he hadn't grasped the rein tightly with both hands, he might have thrown off the horse immediately, and would have thrown himself all over the place in public.

Yinti was still touching his chin happily.

He nodded: "My name is... what is it called? Undercover agent!"