On the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, the garden prepared Laba Shezhu. In front of the Hongluo Temple, Yin and Qingyan, together with several princes with good relationships, jointly set up a Shezhu place. Qingyan specially asked Bayan to watch and strictly prevent the people below from making trouble.

"Ama, will we go to Hongluo Temple tomorrow?" Yiken'er and Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen waited for Xingmou and looked at Yin and asked.

Last year, Yin took the children to Hongluo Temple. Where did the twins meet ragged people for the first time. After they came back, questions came to their minds.

What made Qingyan feel relieved was that the two children finally didn't ask why they didn't use meat to feed and fed.

"Do you want to go?" Yin looked at the twins.

"Think!" said the twins and Batubuch at the same time.

Batubuch was curious about Yiken's words. On the grassland, although he had seen some herders, who were all old princes, were definitely more wealthy than ordinary people in terms of treatment.

"Xiao Guai, tomorrow, you have prepared cotton clothes for the children, and let's go out again!" Yin thought about the time, "If your Emperor Mafa wants to hold a banquet, we can only wait until the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month to go out."

According to Shezhu's rules, Yin's mansion will last for three days, so on the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, it is the time when the incense in Hongluo Temple is the most prosperous.

"Okay!" The three children are not the kind of nonsense. They know the royal rules, and they all know the rules.

Qingyan was beside him and greeted the three children to try on tomorrow's palace outfits. Yiken'er and Batubuch's palace outfits are the same, both of which are the prince's regular clothes.

"Mom, is it appropriate for me to wear this?" Batubuch felt that he was a little out of place here. If he had passed on the Mongolian robe in, he might have been told.

"Why not?" Qing Yan said suspiciously. "Now, you are the child of the mansion."

The banquet on Laba Day was just a royal banquet, and the Mongolian concubines would definitely not attend. If Batubuch did not wear this prince's regular suit, he obviously did not integrate himself into it.

On Laba Festival, just as the sky was dawn, Yin got up, changed into the prince's robes, walked to the children's room in person, and woke them up one by one.

Qing Yan sat in front of the bronze mirror, wearing a bright red fairy dress, with a swallow's tail on her head, and a set of five treasures and blessings on her hair bun. She had three east bead earrings on each ear. As her every move, she began to float left and right.

After washing up, Qingyan stepped on the bottom of the 5-inch flower pot and slowly walked to the dining room with Su Lan. On weekdays, she rarely wore such a high flower pot bottom. In order to attend regular clothes for formal occasions, she had to choose such noble shoes.

"Mom, you... have become so tall!" Yiken said with his head tilted and looked at Qingyan.

Puff!

Qingyan was just happy, Yiken just looked at her usual appearance, so she rarely saw such regular clothes.

"Today is a big day. My mother's real clothes should be worn by her wife at a formal occasion. It's OK. This shoe is very uncomfortable. In the future, if your wife wears it, you have to take a smaller pace, do you know?" Qingyan taught her son to come.

Yin ignored the things Qingyan taught, and had a meal around Hafeng with spoonfuls.

"Ama...full!" Ha Fenga waved away Yin's spoon and quickly patted his stomach and said.

"Four and four, it's already used, no need to give it to me!" Qing Yan said as she looked at Yin.

Puff!

"Enjoy it quickly. We will go to Changchun Garden soon. There is not so much food there." Yin said.

Changchun Garden started preparing for the Golden Festival two days ago. When it was the same day, everyone would eat something in the mansion before they could go to Changchun Garden to receive a banquet.

"Xiao Guai, all the tributes have been delivered?" Yin looked at Qingyan and confirmed again.

"Well, Sisi, why are you so nervous this year?" Qingyan became curious. In the past, Yin would not be so nervous.

Yin looked at Batubuch who was getting on the carriage behind him. He had to be careful. Batubuch's identity was a bit too special, so those people were on guard against each other.

"Batubukh lives here, and you have to consider doing things in the mansion." Yin said in a low voice.

He hugged Hafeng and got on the carriage, followed by Qingyan, and the two sat on the carriage together.

"Xiao Guai, you should be more responsible for your female relatives. The Emperor Ama sent someone to me yesterday, saying that the Mongolian concubines would come and greet her and receive a banquet together." Yin smiled bitterly.

Kangxi could not say anything about those people, so he had to choose to agree. Although the Empress Dowager could suppress it, she could not say it was too ruthless.

Later, the carriage was parked in front of the empress dowager's courtyard. After Yin and Qingyan got off the car, they took the children into the courtyard. Qingyan could hear the laughter from the hall.

The Mongolian concubines came very early. She reminded the nannies around Hutulifengsheng Zalafen early today that no matter who they wanted to ask Hutulifengsheng Zalafen to report to the Qing banquet.

The Empress Dowager kept smiling at the Mongolian concubines. Yin and Qingyan came over, and the smile on her face became a little real.

"Get up and knock!" The Queen Mother's tone was filled with joy.

The twins and Batubuch were held by the Queen Mother, and lowered their voices from the side, asking whether the three children were happy.

The Mongolian concubines wanted to chat with the Queen Mother again, and the Queen Mother took it as inaudible.

"Fourth concubines, why didn't Batubuk wear Mongolian clothes today? Instead, he wore the prince's clothes?" The right-wing prince Fujin asked directly.

Qingyan smiled with a pursed lips: "The Laba Festival banquet is a royal family banquet. If Batubuch had spread the Mongolian clothes, wouldn't it be a bit out of place? I would have said that I must change into such clothes."

After the words came, the Empress Dowager handed Qingyan a secretly praising look. The Mongolian concubines had never thought about the feelings of others, and they actually asked the Mongolian leaders to write a letter to attend this banquet.

"There is another point. Batubuhe is filial. The prince's regular clothes on him are very simple, so it is more in line with his current identity. The color of the Mongolian regular clothes that passed Laba is too bright." Qingyan quickly explained.

In just a few short words, he directly rejected the plot of the right-wing prince Fujin, and even said that he had asked Batubuch to change his clothes to allow him to take care of his identity.
Chapter completed!