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Emperor Qianlong in history was a suave man who loved to compose random poems. One day. Hongli, who was smart, sensible, diligent and motivated, and loved by everyone, had a dream that he would turn into this big pig's hooves. After knowing his identity, Hongli was very worried and decided to let himself go and enjoy himself in time. Whoever wants to sit in this poor position can sit there. But he found that everyone seemed to love him more. Someday. Hongli recited a poem, "One, two, three or four, five, six, seven or eight, nine, ten or eleven, all flying into the grass are gone." Everyone:... Then there were compliments. Hongli: So what, can we be a little more relaxed when we praise others? *** Copywriting of the pre-received article "Red Mansion Restaurant (Qing Chuan)": Green and tender bamboo shoots, fresh crucian carp and shredded clams, Xinjin mugwort seeds Green oil and orange peel, fresh and refreshing wine, delicate hands and jade color A small restaurant opened on the East Street of Jingcheng, where land is at a premium, but the owner is still a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl? Everyone who talked about this shook their heads and said it was nonsense. Isn't this just throwing money into the water? The proprietress Gu Nianwan chuckled lightly and didn't care at all. What she wants is not just money! Cao Yong, the famous diamond king in Beijing, was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and has always been picky. Unexpectedly, an unknown small restaurant caught his eye. The restaurant has a lot of rules, and this is not allowed, and that is not allowed, but he tolerates it for the sake of making him feel the taste of home. Gu Nianwan sneered: "Speaking of which, I have to thank your son for all this!" Intention: to abandon evil and do good, and to become the best person