I'm Not a Playboy

Chapter 35

The Fourth Master adjusted his state of mind very quickly. If he couldn't do it, then so be it.

Anyway, this thing was already used to strengthen his body, so he could just change to other activities to train his body.

As for studying, Sixth Brother's brain was bright, but his horizons were definitely not as broad as his own.

With this thought, the Fourth Master felt much better.

Yingluo's noodles were to the Fourth Master's liking. Not long after, the small bowl of noodles could be seen.

Afraid that the Fourth Master would eat too much and would not eat the main course, Yingluo did not let the maid serve another bowl for the Fourth Master.

"Erm, Mother, what did you make? It smells so good?"

Fu Changan did not even take off his riding clothes and rushed in when he smelled the fragrance.

He did not expect his younger cousin to be there as well. After greeting him, he did not hesitate to eat the remaining noodles with meat sauce.

Children who were still growing had a large appetite, not to mention that noodles were not something that could fill one's stomach.

Fu Changan still felt like he had not eaten anything after eating two bowls of noodles. Yingluo could only let the maid serve Fu Changan half a plate of desserts.

"Is riding shooting that tiring?

Your brother did not reincarnate as a hungry ghost like you. "

"He was just muddling through. I worked hard to practice riding shooting.

Father gave me a moving target. My hands were already numb from the vibrations of the gun … "

He felt wronged.

The Fourth Master sat at the side and looked at Yingluo as if he was watching a show. Fu Changan had indeed suffered a lot. Under the bandage on his hand, there were definitely injuries stacked on top of each other.

If one did not suffer the most, how could one become a person above others?

"Who asked you to not want to study and choose to be a martial artist?"

He had chosen the path himself, so he had to walk it even if he cried.

Yingluo was just saying, but she still felt sorry for him.

After Fu Changan had digested the food, she let Fu Changan lie on the bed and massaged Fu Changan to relieve his body.

Coincidentally, Ming Yu came over to visit. When she saw that the Fourth Master was also there, she pressed down on the body of the Fourth Master who was in a daze.

Because it was too comfortable, the Fourth Master fell asleep …

Since Yong Ying was born, she had never been separated from her Fifth Brother for so long.

Now that the sky was dark and his Fifth Brother had yet to return, the little guy was a little flustered.

"You made fun of your Fifth Brother today. Wait for your Fifth Brother to come back and apologize properly."

Qianlong and Yung Yin both knew where the Fourth Master had gone this afternoon. They purposely kept their youngest son in suspense, letting him know that his Fifth Brother was not to be trifled with.

None of them dared to provoke him.

That was the Fourth Master …

When the Fourth Master woke up, he realized that the sky was almost dark. He tidied up and went back to the palace.

"Fifth Brother, Fifth Brother, are you angry with me?

I didn't mean to make fun of you … "

His pitiful appearance really made one's heart ache. The Fourth Master ruffled Yong Ying's hair and pulled his younger brother who liked to drool when he slept into the room.

In any case, he had already given up on riding and archery. If the two of them, one civil and the other martial, went out to roam the world, who knows, they might really succeed.

If only Yin Zhen could be like this in the previous life …

Qianlong also supported the Fourth Master's idea. Yonglian also said that they could ask for anything they needed, but they had to be careful when they went out to play.

He still hoped that his two younger brothers could become officials for three generations.

"Don't worry. Although Yong Ying is a little naughty, his brother is watching over him.

If you ask me, Yong Qi's personality is more stable than Yongcong's. I don't know who these two monkeys take after … "

Whose son could take after whom?

Qianlong also realized what kind of image he had in his son's heart.

Although he wasn't serious at all, he was still very noble.

The Fourth Master had found his direction in life. Qianlong also planned to make a good plan for the latter half of his life.

Now that the Qing dynasty was strong and prosperous, and Yonglian's next generation had also grown up, he could be at ease and be presumptuous.

"If I want to be rich, I have to build roads first. I plan to supervise the construction of the railway.

Wherever the railway is laid, I will stay there. "

Qianlong's idea sounded like a spur of the moment, but it made the ministers below him tremble in fear for a long time.

The emperor emeritus was a smiling tiger. He was much scarier than The Emperor.

Fu Heng and Helanca also came back and continued to be Qianlong's bodyguards.

The train from the capital to Shengjing had been repaired, and the three families took the train to Shengjing.

As for the train route in Shengjing, it was still under planning. Qianlong came to inspect this.

Fortunately, the preliminary work was well prepared. It was not a fantasy to take care of the towns and cities along the railway.

Building bridges when there was water and explosives when there was a mountain.

With Qianlong's supervision, the construction was always carried out with quality and quantity.

When the railway in the north was repaired, Yonglian was ready to celebrate Qianlong's sixtieth birthday.

"What are you wearing? Are you going to dance?"

"Oh, do you understand? Yonglian wants to wear colorful clothes to entertain his relatives. You old man, you really wasted Yonglian's effort."

The Emperor brought the princes and the princes to entertain the emperor emeritus. This was something that would be written in history.

After the sixtieth birthday, Qianlong turned his gaze to the south.

Although Yonglian wanted to let him rest, in the end, he could not open his mouth.

The reason why Qianlong came back obediently was that Yung Yin was sick. It was more convenient to seek medical treatment in the palace.

Yung Yin was very clear about her own body. She was afraid that she would live to the end.

She had no regrets in this life. The only thing she was worried about was whether her husband would be too sad after she left and hurt his body.

After Yung Yin left, Qianlong quickly aged and became thin, as if he had lost his soul.

"Fourth Master, have you ever felt like your heart was dead?"

"The year Empress Dowager passed away, I wiped away my tears. I can only hurry up and become stronger so that Empress Dowager's spirit in heaven can be comforted.

You should quickly return to normal now. Consider it as helping your wife continue to watch this world. "

There was nothing to see in this world anymore. Qianlong did not know if he could find Yung Yin. He wanted to take her to his world to take a look.

But he did not know if they would meet again.

After the Fourth Master left, Qianlong pulled himself together and wrote down all the things that might happen in the future.

Everyone felt that the emperor emeritus had walked out of the valley of the empress dowager's death and breathed a sigh of relief.

On the 12th of March, Qianlong returned to the Old Summer Palace after sitting in front of Yung Yin's portrait for an entire day.

After putting on his court robes, he lay down on the dragon bed.

Qianlong could be considered to have a final burst of strength. His complexion quickly declined.

His children and grandchildren were all there. His great-grandson was also carried over.

However, no one could understand what Qianlong's finger was pointing at.

"Uncle … What does Ah Ma mean?"

Yonglian was puzzled. Fu Heng was stunned for a moment. He hurriedly rushed to the table that Qianlong was pointing at and took out two old books from the drawer.

Qianlong saw that Fu Heng had brought the books over and hugged them to his chest. Not long after, he breathed his last.

The Fourth Master was the first to react. He leaned over to look at the title of the book.

"Am I not a pig trotter?

What book is this? "