"Tenth Brother..."

When Yin'e heard the little guy's voice, he immediately lowered his head and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

"When are we going back?"

It was lively in the cafe and on the street before, and there were many things that could attract the little guy's attention, but now that he was in a quiet room, he suddenly began to think of Kangxi and Qingxi Book House.

"Let's finish our meal first, okay?" Yin'e could only coax him first, and then he simply took him to carry the book.

"Zhao, Qian, Sun, Li, Zhou, Wu, Zheng, Wang..."

When the baby voice of a little guy reading could be heard in the room, Yinzhen had already gone downstairs.

The first floor of the hotel was set up as a pub, and there were already quite a few people drinking inside.

Although the arrival of the coffee shop has attracted many of the former regulars of the pub, the appeal of alcohol is still very strong, and customers continue to come in one after another.

Yinzhen originally just wanted to tell the people in the hotel and ask them to send some food to the room and then go upstairs, but as soon as he went downstairs, he was bumped on the shoulder by a drunkard who didn't know how to speak.

Yinzhen thought about the little guy who was still waiting for him upstairs. He was too lazy to bother with this man who looked a little sober. He raised his hand to lightly brush his clothes and was about to walk around him to leave. Unexpectedly, the man raised his finger and pointed at him and started to curse.

The other person was a middle-aged man with brown hair, tall and looked like he had a bad temper.

Yinzhen didn't fully understand what he was saying, but he knew from his expression and actions that it was definitely not something nice.

In this strange country, Yinzhen, with his two younger brothers, did not want to cause trouble, but that did not mean he was afraid of trouble.

When the opponent's hand was about to point at Yinzhen's face, Yinzhen directly grabbed his hand and used his backhand to grab him.

Even though Yinzhen deliberately wore a hat, his long gown and jacket still looked somewhat out of place in the tavern, so many guests noticed him as soon as he went downstairs.

Seeing him collide with the middle-aged burly man, the guests in the pub had already mourned for him in their hearts and were waiting for the excitement to come.

However, there was some liveliness, but it was not what the guests had expected. Many people cried out in surprise.

Obviously, the guests in the tavern did not expect that the middle-aged man who looked taller and stronger could be subdued by Yinzhen so easily, and even cried out for mercy.

When the hotel owner noticed the commotion, he hurried over and, with some apology, asked Yinzhen to release the guest who had already realized his mistake.

The drunkard sobered up a little because of the pain in his hand. He saw that the boy in front of him looked thin and small, but he could not move with just one hand. He begged for mercy as urgently as he had cursed him just now.

Yinzhen threw the person out of his hand, flicked his palm with disgust, and said a few words to the shop owner.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment. I'll have someone prepare it right away."

The hotel owner probably realized that Yinzhen was not easy to mess with, so his attitude was more enthusiastic and cautious than when he first came to the store.

As for the drunkard who fell to the ground because of Yinzhen’s actions, he got up and quickly turned around and ran out.

After a moment.

Yinzhen went upstairs again, followed by two waiters from the hotel, one holding a candlestick and the other carrying food.

"Yin'e."

In the room, Yin'e heard Yin'er's voice and immediately picked up the little guy and went to open the door.

"Brother Nine!"

When the little guy saw Yinzhen come in, he immediately reached out to him.

When Yinzhen reached out and took him in his arms, two hotel waiters followed him up, one lit the candlestick in the room, and the other put the food in his hand on the table.

When they left the room, it suddenly became bright and filled with the aroma of food.

"Where are the chopsticks?"

After Yinzhen carried the little guy to the table and sat him down, he searched on the table but didn't see any chopsticks.

"Ninth brother will feed you." Yinzhen picked up the spoon on the table, scooped the potatoes from the plate and fed them to him.

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In addition to potatoes, there were fried fish and some grilled meat on the table, as well as chopped and boiled vegetables. To be honest, compared to the imperial meal, these foods looked unappetizing.

There was still some wine, but Yinzhen ordered someone to take it away.

"Foreigners are really weird. They don't even use chopsticks to eat. And what are they eating..." Yin'e couldn't help but say.

When the little guy heard what he said, he also raised his head and said, "This meal is not delicious!"

"Eat a little, otherwise you will be hungry." Yinzhen coaxed.

"Okay, can we go home after we finish eating?"

The little guy asked as he opened his mouth.

"Finish eating first."

After a not-so-delicious dinner, it was completely dark and they were faced with another problem: washing.

As princes who were used to being served, Yin'er and Yin'e not only had to be self-reliant, but also had to take care of the little one.

"Why don't we just go to sleep?" Yin'e felt a headache just thinking about it, so he suggested.

However, Yinzhen felt that they had been flying in the sky, landing on the ground, and walking around all day, so he felt that they could not skimp on washing.

While the waiter came up to collect the plates, Yinzhen had someone bring hot water over. After he and Yin'e took turns washing up, they began to bathe the little guy.

Cheng'an likes water, and when he sees the basin full of water, he takes off his clothes.

Seeing how cooperative he was, Yin'e praised him and felt that he was worthy of being his younger brother because he was sensible.

However, he was exaggerating too early. When he officially started to bathe the little guy, he realized what a headache it was.

"Cheng'an, stop playing with the water with your hands. The water is splashing all over Brother Shi..."

"You can't use your feet either. Brother Shi has already bathed, so you don't need to help wash him again..."

"If you don't listen, Brother Shi will tickle you, believe it or not?"

His not-at-all-serious tone only made the little guy think that it was no big deal, so he continued to play in the water while giggling.

Until Yinzhen saw that he didn't know how long he would take to wash if he continued to make trouble, and was afraid that he would catch a cold, he shouted with a stern face: "Cheng'an!"

When the little guy saw his serious expression, he immediately put his hands and feet in place and obediently let his two brothers help him take a bath. Only when he was tickled by their washing occasionally would he couldn't help but laugh with his neck shrunk.

After taking a bath, the little one also put on the new clothes bought here.

Just now, when Yin'e put on the clothes here, he was disgusted with them, thinking the style was strange, not made of silk, and the pattern was not delicate enough. But now, seeing the little guy putting on the clothes, he smiled.

"Cheng An looks good in anything he wears!"

After saying that, he put the hat on the little guy and felt that none of the foreign children he saw on the street during the day was as handsome as his own brother.

The little guy already found it fun to wear new clothes, and when he heard his brother's praise, he smiled and curved his eyes: "Brother looks good too~"

Until this moment, the atmosphere between the three brothers finally became relaxed for a moment.

However, when the little guy was picked up and put on the bed, the relaxed atmosphere suddenly disappeared because of his words.

"An An, don't be sleepy. We should go back!"

Yinzhen did not avoid the topic anymore, but said to him seriously: "This place is a bit far from the capital, I am afraid I can't go back today, Cheng'an, be good and rest first."

"Is it because An An flew too fast?" The little guy looked up and couldn't help but tug at his clothes with his little hands.

Seeing the little guy getting depressed, Yinzhen touched his head and comforted him, "It has nothing to do with Chengan. Chengan was ready to stop. It was the bad wind that blew us here."

"Yes, it's all because of that gust of wind." Yin'e also echoed.

When the little guy heard what his brothers said, he clenched his fist and said, "Bad wind!"

Knowing that he couldn't go back today, the little guy was a little disappointed, but he didn't make a fuss anymore. After Yinzhen held him and laid him down, he obediently closed his eyes.

Yin'er and Yin'e were lying on either side of him, neither of them felt sleepy at the moment, but in order to help the little guy fall asleep quickly, they didn't speak.

"An An misses Ama..."

After a moment, the little guy couldn't help but open his eyes and said.

When Yinzhen heard his words, he turned to look at him and said softly, "Cheng'an, go to sleep first. You will have more energy to go back after you have a good rest."

Although the little guy's flying ability after turning into a dragon is somewhat unreliable, for example, now he has run to the West.

But flying back is much faster than taking a boat back, and as for the risks, the risks at sea are not small, so if possible, Yinzhen still wants to fly back directly when he can turn into a dragon, otherwise, if time is delayed for too long, the emperor will be very anxious and angry.

Although Cheng'an was still young, he knew that he was the one who brought his brother so far away, so he was unusually well-behaved at this moment. Even though he really missed his father and wanted to go back, he closed his eyes again and even put his little hands on his chest and patted himself gently.

After an unknown amount of time, the three brothers in the room finally fell asleep.

"Ama wuwu... Anan wants Ama..."

In the middle of the night, the half asleep and half awake little guy suddenly started crying for some reason. Yinzhen, who was not sleeping very soundly to begin with, woke up immediately, took the boy into his arms, and coaxed him for a while before he fell asleep again.

As for Yin'e, perhaps because he was exhausted after a long day, he slept soundly and the crying of the little one did not wake him up.

When he woke up the next day, Cheng An no longer remembered that he had cried that night, but when he opened his eyes and saw his two brothers, his first reaction was to ask, "Can we go home?"

The little guy who just woke up had rosy cheeks. He lay in the quilt with his round eyes looking at people. He looked so cute and well-behaved that Yin'e couldn't help but reach out and rub his face.

After Yin'e pulled Yin'e's hand away, he picked up the little guy and hugged him and asked, "Can Cheng'an turn into a dragon now?"

When the little guy heard this, he tried to feel it and then shook his head.

"Does An An need to turn into a dragon before he can go back?"

Seeing the little guy looking up at him, Yinzhen didn't want to put pressure on him: "Not really, it's just that flying back is faster."

"What if I can't change?" The little guy suddenly became anxious.

Yinzhen comforted him, "Don't worry, if it doesn't work, we can just take a boat back."

Now that they are here, they can't put all their hopes on the little guy turning into a dragon. What if he can't transform for a short period of time? They can't just stay here forever.

With this in mind, after having a simple breakfast that tasted very ordinary, Yinzhen decided to continue walking around.

Perhaps because he had already gone shopping yesterday, when he went out on the street again today, Cheng'an, who was thinking about his father, was not as lively as yesterday. He leaned his little face on the shoulder of Yin'er who was holding him, and only occasionally looked around.

"This place really looks completely different from the Qing Dynasty..."

Even though he had seen it yesterday, Yin'e still couldn't help but sigh as he walked down the street.

The three brothers, dressed in local clothes and wearing hats, were not as conspicuous as they were yesterday and were only occasionally glanced at by passers-by.

Yinzhen was more perceptive than Yin'e, and he found that Western business was more prosperous than he had imagined.

Even though he had learned some general information about London from Brooke yesterday, Yinzhen still didn't dare to take his two younger brothers around.

He thought about it and decided to go back to the same cafe as yesterday.

"I don't want to take medicine!"

As soon as the little guy saw the cafe, he thought of the "bitter medicine" he drank yesterday and immediately looked up.

"Who told you to take medicine?" Yin'e rubbed his head with a smile.

Just as Brooke himself said, he really loved coming to this cafe whenever he had nothing to do. When Yinzhen and the others walked in, he noticed them the first time and greeted them enthusiastically: "Oh, I'm so glad to see you again!"

Maybe it was because of his hair color, but the little guy smiled immediately when he saw him.

"Hello, An An!" Brooke saw this cute little guy

Smile at yourself and greet him happily.

The little guy raised his hand and waved at him, imitating his accent and replied: "Hello~"

"He's so cute!" Brooke couldn't help but praise Yinzhen, and then said, "I forgot to ask yesterday, is this your son?"

When Yin'e heard this, he almost choked on his own saliva. When he turned around and looked at his ninth brother holding the little guy tightly, he suddenly felt that it was indeed the case.

Yinzhen glared at him before saying to Brooke, "This is my brother."

"An An is Ama's son!" The little guy also reacted and looked up.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I mean, you brothers look alike..."

To apologize, Brooke offered to buy them coffee.

Cheng'an naturally wouldn't touch coffee again, so he was given a glass of milk as usual.

The local breakfast is really ordinary. The little guy would stop eating only half full and refuse to eat. But when he saw the milk, he immediately held it and started drinking it.

Brooke enjoyed chatting with them. While introducing them to the situation in Great Britain, he also asked them a lot about the situation in the Qing Dynasty.

Although he could speak Chinese with an accent, he was not particularly proficient, at least not as well as the foreign ministers or missionaries in the capital, so he often slipped in a few foreign words while speaking.

Therefore, his main conversation partner was Yin'er, while Yin'e was responsible for taking care of the little guy while listening, wiping the milk from his mouth and feeding him a small biscuit on the table.

"I have always been curious, why is your Qing Dynasty unwilling to open up trade?"

As they were chatting, Brooke suddenly asked a question.

The Brooke family was a businessman. He was well aware of how great the demand was for Qing Dynasty's tea, silk, porcelain and other commodities, so he felt sorry for not being able to trade freely.

After the Qing Dynasty's maritime ban, Western countries could only trade with the Qing Dynasty under the pretext of "tribute".

In order to increase the frequency of trade, the Netherlands even took the initiative to send navy to help Kangxi conquer Xiamen, which changed the trade from once every eight years to once every two years.

The maritime ban was first implemented by Emperor Shunzhi. As a grandson, Yinzhen naturally couldn't say anything and just naturally passed over the topic.

Brooke just asked casually and soon started talking about other things.

Later, Brooke, learning that they wanted to travel around London, enthusiastically offered to show them the way.

It is indeed much better to have a local guide, at least you don’t have to worry about getting lost.

Along the way, Yin'e and the little guy were just watching the fun, but Yin'er was observing every aspect of what he saw.

Because Yinzhen was curious, Brooke took them to visit his own factory.

After troubling him for the whole morning, Yinzhen specially invited Brooke to have lunch at a pub at noon.

In the afternoon, Brooke took them to visit some nice places in London, and then the two sides parted ways.

At the same time, it was already late at night in Daqing.

There is still no news until now. Kangxi can only hope that the person has reached Yinzhen, but because the distance is too far, the news has not yet been passed on.

"The older you get, the more disobedient you become..."

In the study, Kangxi looked at the portrait on the wall and couldn't help but take two steps forward and raised his hand to tap the little guy on the head with a bright smile.

In the portrait, the little guy is enjoying the flowers, with his fair and tender face close to the flowers. His smile is brighter than the blooming flowers, and there is even a butterfly on his shoulder.

"Still laughing? Wait until you come back and see how I'll deal with you!" Kangxi moved his fingers to pinch his little face, but he only touched the cold drawing paper.

"Your Majesty, it's late..."

After Liang Jiugong's whispered reminder, Kangxi stood in front of the painting for a while before turning back to his bedroom.

The next day.

When Kangxi woke up, the first thing he said was: "I dreamed last night that Cheng'an was calling me..."

Liang Jiugong felt that he was dreaming about what he thought about during the day.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, with the Ninth Prince here, he will definitely take good care of the little prince."

As for Yin'e, he knew that Kangxi would not be happy to hear it, so he did not mention it.

Although Kangxi disliked Yinzhen for competing with the people for profits in business, he was still relatively confident in him in other aspects. After hearing Liang Jiugong's words, he rubbed his brows and got up from the bed.

There was nothing he could do now and he could only wait for good news to come from Tibet.

Outside the capital.

After Yinreng found the present along the way, he inexplicably felt that it was unlikely that the little guy was nearby.

He recalled the description of Liu Cai and others that day, saying that Cheng'an took Yinzhen and others and disappeared in a flash, and even their shadows could not be seen. He felt that at this speed, they might have already reached Tibet.

With this in mind, Yinreng simply asked most of the people around him to continue searching along the way, while he himself rode as fast as he could to Tibet with a few guards.

Great Britain.

While shopping in the afternoon, Yinzhen passed by a bookstore and went in for a look, and finally bought a bunch of books.

The little guy still had some gold in his purse, but Yinzhen thought about it and decided not to spend it. Instead, he exchanged his jade pendant for the book.

The jade pendant he wore was not only exquisitely carved but also had a knot on it that was very delicately woven.

The bookstore owner was reluctant at first, but when Brooke rushed to say that he would pay and let Yinzhen give the jade pendant to him directly, he immediately agreed.

However, Yinzhen finally gave the jade pendant to Brooke. After all, even if this jade pendant was not his favorite, it was better to give it to someone who knew its value than to someone who didn't.

After returning to the hotel, the little guy stood in front of the chair and played with the books.

"Be careful not to hit your head when you pile them so high." Yin'e said this when he saw him piling the books higher than his head. However, when he saw him standing on tiptoe to put them up, he couldn't help but help.

After helping him, Yin'e couldn't help but turn his head and look at Yin'er: "Ninth brother, why did you buy so many books? I can't even understand them."

"If you don't understand, learn it."

In fact, Yinzhen was already studying on his own with a book.

He had a good talent for languages ​​and had a basic knowledge of many foreign languages. He also consulted Brooke during the day, so it wasn't too difficult for him to learn on his own.

Yin'e had never been a studious person since he was young. Whenever he picked up a book and opened it, there was not a single word he recognized.

"Where should I start learning this..." Yin'e sighed and threw down the book, thinking that if Yin'er wanted to learn, he could learn it, because he would definitely not be able to learn it anyway.

"Chengan, are you hungry?"

Yin'e asked after playing with the little guy for a while.

When the little guy heard what he said, he nodded and shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Yin'e asked puzzledly.

"An An is a little hungry, but doesn't want to eat."

"Why don't you want to eat?"

Yin'e thought he was thinking about his father again, but he said, "The food here is not tasty!"

It's not just unpalatable, it's simply disgusting!

Yin'e agreed with him in his heart but didn't say it out loud, for fear that the little guy would really refuse to eat.

Hearing their words, Yinzhen put down the book in his hand, stood up and asked someone to bring dinner.

"Alas~"

When the meal started, the little guy couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the food in front of him.

Although Yin'e also disliked the food here, he found it somewhat funny to see him sighing while eating.

But after laughing, I thought that the little guy should have been eating the dinner carefully prepared by the imperial chef in Qingxi Book House at this time, and I felt a little sorry for him that he had to suffer here at such a young age.

If you talk nonsense again next time, I will be a pig!

Yin'e said to himself in his heart and then said to the little fellow: "Cheng'an, be good. When we get back, I will buy you the cuckoo chicken from the shop in the east of the city, and also buy you candied haws and donkey rolls..."

"Shut up!" Yinzhen saw that the little guy in his arms was drooling because of what he said.

I felt that he was deliberately not letting the little guy eat well.

"Brother Jiu, An An wants to eat cuckoo chicken."

In fact, since gourd chicken occasionally appears in lunch and dinner, the little guy is not so greedy for it anymore, at least he doesn’t think about it every day.

But now, after eating local food for two days, he began to crave gourd chicken again.

"Okay, we'll eat when we get back." Yinzhen coaxed him and fed him, at least to fill his stomach.

After dinner, the three brothers rested for a while, washed up quickly and sat on the bed.

"Brother Shi, read to me~"

Perhaps Yinzhen had already made it clear that he could only go back after he turned into a dragon, so the little guy didn't make a fuss about going back tonight, but instead held a book and said.

Yin'e looked at the book in his hand and waved his hand: "Tenth brother can't read this book, let your ninth brother read it for you."

"Ninth Brother~"

The little guy immediately turned around with the book in his arms and called his other brother.

Yinzhen took the book in his hand. With his good memory, he recognized it from the cover. It was the "Robinson Crusoe" that Brooke had strongly recommended during the day. It was said to be the latest book by a writer named Defoe, whom he particularly liked.