Xiao Shiwu knew something was wrong with Sanyao's expression at a glance.

Xiao Shiwu didn't say anything, stood on the doorstep, and told everyone around him to do their own errands.

Even Mao Tuaner and Xiao Shiwu said earnestly, "I forgot a copybook and took it back to the garden to send it every day. I also asked Anda to help me run and get it back."

Mao Tuaner saw that Xiao Shiwu had something to do, and although he was worried, he turned around and left.

Although the fifteenth prince is still a child, he has been eight years old this year. Moreover, the fifteenth prince has always been calmer than his age, so he can feel at ease when he calls Mao Tuaner.

After all the people around him walked away, Xiao Shiwu quickly walked to Sanyao, "But what happened to Brother Twelve?"

Sanyao came back this time and didn't find anyone. What should I do? When I met the fifteenth prince, although he was young, he was a master at least. And it was rare that although he was the son of the imperial concubine, he did not dislike the twelfth prince.

Sanyao asked her to stay with one leg, and was filled with dilemma, "Oh, my fifteenth prince, I want to come back and find someone to persuade the twelfth prince to drink like that, it will hurt my body."

In the northern suburbs of the capital, Caobalitun Funeral Palace.

Yongqi followed him to wear filial piety in Ji'an office, and as the golden coffin was moved, he followed him to Caobalitun Funeral Palace to continue wearing filial piety.

Three stars went back until dusk, but brought one more person back.

At such a small size, Yongqi looked over at first sight and woke up from the wine.

"Oh, Sanyao, you are looking for death! Why did you bring your fifteenth prince?!"

Not to mention that Caobalitun is a funeral palace, it is not a place for children to come; and it is dusk and dusk. If you ask a child to come, what should you do if you look at something that is blurred and you think it is unclear and scared?!

Besides, Xiao Shiwu is the child of the imperial concubine, and he is the most precious at this time; and Yongqi himself is the time when the phoenix with hair falls is not as good as a chicken. If he hurt Xiao Shiwu and is sick at this critical moment, can the Emperor Ahma spare him?

Sanyao was so scared that he didn't dare to speak, but Xiao Shiwu stepped forward to salute, then smiled in his face and hugged Yongqi.

"Twelve Brother Don't blame Sanyao, I miss Twelve Brother, I have to follow Sanyao to see Twelve Brother."

Sanyao was so moved that he hurriedly kowtowed to Xiao Shiwu in the void behind him.

Yongqi sighed and quickly let go of Xiao Shiwu, "Don't I miss you, Brother Fifteen? But I am now wearing a filial piety dress, so it's not easy to go next to you."

"Besides, this is a funeral palace, you are a child, you shouldn't have come here."

Xiao Shiwu was calm and unconscious. He was not afraid of the spiritual banners hanging everywhere in the funeral palace. He just said peacefully, "Empress Qian is our elder, so I will give you a greeting."

Xiao Shiwu said sensiblely and went to Qianfei's golden coffin to kowtow first, and Mao Tuaner was careful to serve him.

Honghu died early, and in front of Concubine Qian's golden coffin was Honghu's son Yongsheng returned the ceremony with a virtuous grandson.

After finishing the gift, Xiao Shiwu held Yong's hand and comforted him for a long time.

Yongyi watched from the side, and couldn't help but feel full of emotion.

Yongfeng was born in the 17th year of Qianlong, and he was eight years older than Xiaofeng. But now Xiaofeng held Yongfeng and spoke, which made people think that Xiaofeng was the older person.

Although Xiao Shiwu is a prince and the identity of the imperial concubine, Yong Wei is only the son of the royal family after all, but Yong Wei also understands that the more important reason is that Xiao Shiwu is naturally calm and kind.

After comforting Yongyan, Xiao Shiwu returned to Yongyan's bedroom with Yongyan.

Xiao Shiwu held his cheek and looked up at Yongqi, "My brother is in a hurry to come here today. First, he missed his twelfth brother, and second, he is asking for his twelfth brother if he has something to do."

After saying this, Yongyi felt a little more comfortable.

"What's the matter?" Yongqi asked hurriedly.

"That's the case," Xiao Shiwu lowered his head first and thought hard. "On May 13th, Emperor Ama issued an edict. I didn't understand after reading it, so I still have to ask my twelfth brother for advice."

Yongqi's heart was first beaten, and he was a little prepared, and retreated, "How could the emperor's decree be discussed by our brothers at will?"

Xiao Shiwu held Yongqi's hand earnestly and pulled him back, "Don't worry, twelfth brother, of course I am not talking about government affairs and military affairs. What I want to talk about is what the emperor Ama is about to discuss. And because this matter is related to the hasith hanging in the study room, we will only make our heart clearer, which is not hindered."

Yongqi nodded, "You said."

Xiao Shiwu concentrated on reciting the imperial edict and said, "The imperial edict: Yesterday, the Ministry of Personnel led the guidance of Manjishan, who was the son of Manbao. He was also known as Manjishan, and it seemed that he had taken Man as his surname! Ibn is Jueluo, so why should I learn from the Han people to establish a surname? He was named Jishan, and he also handed over to the princes and princes of the clan mansion. If anyone in the clan's family was found to have such a similar one, they would change it."

The decree means that there is a man named Manjishan, whose father was named Manbao. Their family is Jueluo, so the family surname is Jueluo. However, the first character in Manjishan's name - Man, is the same as the first character in his father's name, and it looks like both their father and son have a surname.

The names of such surnames are completely incompatible with the old custom of Manchus' "no names" and instead of names, but instead they look like the form of Chinese names.

It would be fine if it was an ordinary Manchu, but their family was still Jueluo and a royal relative. Therefore, the emperor felt even more serious, so he issued an order to change Manjishan's name to "Jishan" and delete the word "Man".

Xiao Shiwu looked at Yongqi with a long eyes, "I remembered that the last two days after Xiao Shiqi was born, I took the fan that the Eleventh brother gave me to see Xiao Shiqi, but I was seen by the Emperor Ama. The little storm that caused the Emperor Ama may not be sure to give us a preface and nickname. This hasty is specially hung in the upper study."

"I think the purpose of Emperor Ama this time is different. But the twelfth brother, I am stupid, and I still don't understand Emperor Ama's intention."

Yongqi looked at Xiao Shiwu and sighed softly.

It is no wonder that Xiao Shiwu has such a question. After all, Xiao Shiwu's biological mother, the imperial concubine, is a Han family, and Xiao Shiwu's adoptive mother, Concubine Qing, is also a Han family. Although Xiao Shiwu is a prince of the Qing Dynasty, most of the people around him are Han people, so the ancient traditions of Manchus are not so clear.

In this regard, Xiao Shiwu naturally cannot compare to him.

Yongqi reached out and took the pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote down the name "Manjishan" on the paper in Manchu.

"Look, the word Ji Shan is written in a row, which is his name. The word "Man" is written separately, not a single word at all, so it was his own firmly placed, not an old word for Qingshu."

Xiao Shiwu recognized the Manchu text, which was a little difficult to read. Yongqi pointed to the characters written step by step, and taught Xiao Shiwu to read one by one.

"When the ancestors of the Qing Dynasty were outside the pass, they all called their names but did not mention their surnames. For example, if you call your name, just 'Yongyan', you must not say 'Aisin Jueluo Yongyan'; similarly, the name of Man Jishan can only be 'Jishan', and there is nothing wrong with the word 'Man'."

"The names of our Manchus are not only not allowed to be linked to names, but also no other name or nicknames are used, otherwise they will be confused with the Han people."

Xiao Shiwu listened carefully, and nodded in admiration after listening, "Brother Twelve is so knowledgeable!"

Yongqi was a little ashamed, "Well, this is not a erudition. After all, it is the rule of ancestors. Since I was a child, I have just learned it."

Xiao Shiwu shook his head, "I don't feel that way. Our Qing Dynasty has been in the pass for more than a hundred years, and Manchu and Han cultures have become more and more integrated. Gradually, many children from Manchu families have gradually become unfamiliar with Manchus and riding and shooting."

"I have also heard that it was because of this in the early years that even the succession of the royal family and princes was changed. I would never be full of words. The descendants who were not familiar with riding and shooting could not inherit the title."

A light of worship surged in Xiao Shiwu's eyes, "Even if we look at our royal family and royal family, I feel that all the children of Luoli seemed to be the only one who could be so skillfully and easily when talking about Manchu!"

Yongqi was a little embarrassed by being praised, but his face couldn't help but shine.

Xiao Shiwu was actually right. Among the princes, Yongsheng, Yongxuan and Yongsheng were born by the Imperial Concubine Shujia, half of the Goryeo; Yongsheng was born by the Imperial Concubine Chunhui, and fifteen and seventeen were Wanxi's children, which were half of the Han blood. Only Yongsheng was the one who was the serious Manchu pure blood prince.

Xiao Shiwu said seriously with a tense face, "I also want to learn from the 12th brother, and learn all these Mandarins clearly!"

This is Xiao Shiwu’s wish, and it is also the hope of Wanxi and the emperor.

The emperor's heart for Xiao Shiwu is so strong. If Xiao Shiwu does not understand Manchu in the future, he will definitely be held by the royal ministers to talk about his half of the Han bloodline, and it will inevitably lead to many difficulties in the future. Therefore, Xiao Shiwu has been diligent in studying Manchu since he was a child, and has learned all the old rules of Manchu people well, no less than any Manchu prince. That's fine.

As Xiao Shiwu said, he stood up and saluted Yongyu, "In the past, my younger brother wanted to learn poetry from the twelfth brother, but today my younger brother would have to learn more like the twelfth brother - the twelfth brother, so I promise to teach my younger brother to learn Mandarin from now on!"

Yongqi was a little excited, but also a little embarrassed. He quickly waved his hand, "In the study, we have our own masters of Manchu, they are all knowledgeable people."

Xiao Shiwu smiled coquettishly, "But the situation where we linger with the masters is limited after all. Brother Twelve and I live together, and no master can compare to our brothers' daily life."

Yongyi's heart couldn't help but warm the floor.

I originally thought that no matter who he could get close to his brothers, he shouldn't be close to this little fifteen. But he didn't expect that since something happened to his mother and he lost power, everyone wanted to hide from him, but only this little fifteen, such a young child, has always been with him without hesitation.

If it is said that there may be people who are favored by the princes and brothers, but Xiao Shiwu is still young after all, and he will not learn how to go there.

So Xiao Shiwu treated him like this out of the child's simple true feelings.

Yongqi closed his eyes and sighed, "Little Fifteen, Brother Twelve wants to ask you: Why are you so good to Brother Twelve?"

Xiao Shiwu thought about it, but his eyes turned red when he lowered his head.

"Because of pomegranate, I was young at that time and didn't know what gain or loss means. I was with pomegranate every day, and I thought I could continue like that for a hundred years until one day, the pomegranate disappeared and I could never find him again."

Xiao Shiwu's tears were huge and round, and the light fell down with glitter and hung on his cheeks.

"I only realized from that day that brothers may not be able to be with each other forever. The pomegranate will disappear suddenly, and other brothers may become eternal secrets at some point. I only realized that when the brothers can still be together, we must get along well."

"Besides, the other brothers have been married long ago and live far away, so I have been with the Eleventh Brother. The Twelfth Brother has been together the longest. Now the Eleventh Brother is married and moved out to live. Only the Twelfth Brother and I are left in Yuqing Palace. I feel that I have a greater sense of dependence on each other with the Twelfth Brother. Among my brothers, I am the only one who is closest to the Twelfth Brother."

Yongqi's throat was a little choked and he lowered his head deeply. He didn't know how to face the child in front of him, his eyes as clear as water.

This child actually has no resentment or precautions towards him, but he still relies so much on him.

Yongqi sniffed hard, and couldn't help but think of his mother, Xiao Shiliu, or even other princes of the imperial concubine, Xiao Shisi, and the child who had been gone for 24 years of Qianlong's twenty-four years.

Yongqi shouted in his heart, "Mom, Mom, did you hear it? If I had known this, why would you have been there?"

My mother has been guarding against the imperial concubine all her life, and has been plotting against the princes whom the imperial concubine has produced over the years. But in the end, my mother can't protect her only son. But when he was lonely and desperate, it was Xiao Shiwu who came to accompany him.

This kind of misaligned love and hate is really going to tear him apart.

"What's wrong with you, Twelve Brother?" Xiao Shiwu calmed down Yongqi, "Brother Twelve Brother, why are you crying? Did I say the wrong thing? Or, Brother Twelve, you are not feeling well, is it painful?"

Xiao Shiwu said as he stepped forward, stretched out his hand to explore Yongqi's forehead.

Yongqi hurriedly grabbed Xiao Shiwu's hand, smiled with tears in his eyes, shook his head and said, "No, I don't. Xiao Shiwu, I'm glad you're here to see me today."

It was dark in May, but the sky was still dark after the two brothers said something together.

Yongqi hurriedly said, "Mao Tuaner Anda, please escort Xiao Shiwu away quickly. This is the funeral palace, which is not as good as the palace. Don't call Xiao Shiwu unlucky."

Mao Tuaner also persuaded Xiao Shiwu, "The emperor and the emperor and the emperor concubine are still waiting for the fifteenth prince to pay their respects to the evening. If the fifteenth prince doesn't go back, the emperor and the emperor concubine should be anxious."

Xiao Shiwu then stood up and saluted Yongyu.

Yongqi personally sent it outside the funeral palace gate and watched Xiao Shiwu leave from afar.

Between this world, he once felt that he was alone. But why did he suddenly feel that he had a little more hope and concern after all?

"The world is one spring", Xiao Shiwu went to play with Xiao Shiqi, but Mao Tuaner carefully told Wan Xi and Yuqin about what happened today.
To be continued...