Yanchun

Fu'an: "Your Highness, do you want a fish or a partner?" Yan Qing: "I want fish, a lot of fish. Let me make soup for my father. I will eat the fish and drink the soup!" ---- Yan Qing: "Brother, I was wrong. I was really wrong. Let me come in, brother." Zhao Chunhe: "Your Highness, I am nothing like you. The small temple at home cannot accommodate a big Buddha like yours. Your Highness, please invite him to come out." Yan Qing: "It's just right for us to lie down, not too small."