The Story of Dafujin Parenting in Qing Dynasty

Chapter 133 The "Eighth Brother" Party Visits 2
He Zhuo looked at the blushing faces of the boys, and was obviously a little embarrassed, so he took Xiao Guizi's tea in person: "I heard that the production of white peony this year has been reduced by half compared with last year, and my sister-in-law likes it. Drink these fruit wines." After a while, each of you will take a jar back, and you can taste it and see what taste you like."

The elder brothers stopped talking and started to taste it.

"My brother wants this wine." This is the ninth elder brother Yinzhen.

"Brother, I still like pear wine." This is the ten elder brother Yin.

"My younger brother also likes pear wine, so I'm sorry for my sister-in-law." The eighth elder brother stood up and bowed his hands as he spoke. He was gentle and refined at a young age, and he deserved to be the eight sage kings in the future.

"Okay, your sister-in-law has spoken, and you will take them with you when you leave, but you can't drink too much, otherwise the imperial concubine and the concubine Yi will both look for your sister-in-law."

Yin: "Hmph, I just said that elder brother is not that stingy. Don't worry, elder brother, we all have a sense of proportion."

He Zhuo touched the moon head of the old ten, and Yin was long and stocky, and his figure was about the same as that of the eighth elder brother Yinhu who was two years older: "Sister-in-law's Zhuangzi also sent them scented tea, I will bring some later. Go back to the imperial concubine, the ninth brother will also bring some to the concubine Yi, and the eighth brother will also bring a pot of scented tea to the nobleman Wei."

"Thank you sister."

Yinhu didn't expect that his mother-in-law also had a forehead, and he felt that his sister-in-law was a careful person. "Big brother and sister-in-law, do you want to bring it to Huieriang?"

Yinti waved his hand: "I will go back with you in a while. My elder brother and your sister-in-law just unsealed a can of wine before you came. This wine tastes good, but it is not strong enough. Since you all think it is good, Er Niang should also like it." After a while, Master took two jars of pear wine to Eniang's place, and also brought scented tea along, Fujin, you are not in good health, so you don't have to go with me."

Yinzhen asked: "Sister-in-law is sick?"

He Zhuo smiled: "Sister-in-law is not sick, but it's better for a woman not to blow the cold wind in winter. It's not good for her health. The ninth younger brother will marry Fujin in the future, so don't let her suffer from the cold wind in winter."

Hezhuo sees the future poisonous snake with nine red lips and white teeth, inheriting the beauty of Guo Luoluo's family, not like a male doll, but like a female doll, he deliberately teased a few words.

Unexpectedly, at Yinzhen's age, he still has no idea about Fujin, he doesn't like that kind of crying girl, and finds it very annoying. "Based on who he is, if he doesn't worry about his own body, do you still need Master to worry about him?" He raised his proud head.

Yinti and Zhuo were amused.

Liu Bajin lifted the curtain and came in. After saluting Qian, he staggered his body, so that everyone could see the little eunuch behind him carrying a pot, and said, "Master, the slave brought the pot, and eat here?"

He Zhuo: "Master, it's very cold, I put a pot on the dining room, so you brothers can warm up together, and I'll go and boil two pots of pear wine for you."

Yinti nodded in praise.

After speaking, He Zhuo signaled to a few younger elder brothers, then got up and left.

The stomachs of the three little elder brothers are rounded after the big elder brother eats,

He wobbled back to his mother's palace, the weather was cold, Xiao Zhenbao and Zhuo didn't follow Yinti to Concubine Hui's palace, but Yinti and Eighth Brother were together.

The tenth elder brother Yin and the ninth elder brother Yinzhen muttered on the way back.

"Whoever he is, isn't he the queen's adopted son? Isn't he the same as us, the son of Huang Ama, who will show his face to others, with a dead face all day long, holding the prince's stinky feet. " Yinzhen had a look of disdain and arrogance.

　Who are the old nine and ten, did you guys make it?

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