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In the Qianqing Palace, there was a long table with an extremely large number of dishes, and Yan Ying and Kangxi were sitting on either side.

Yan Ying has always shown great respect for food, and quickly carried out the disc operation. Seeing her appearance, Kangxi also ate more than usual.

When Kangxi practiced martial arts, his meal size was about one and a half bowls. Seeing that he only ate meat, Yan Ying raised her hand and swapped the meat in front of him with the vegetables in front of her.

As soon as Kangxi's chopsticks were extended halfway, he saw that the beef on the plate had been replaced by green vegetable leaves.

Seeing this scene, Liang Jiugong opened his mouth slightly to express surprise. You must know that His Majesty likes meat the most and hates green vegetable leaves the most. Concubine Yan Gui is jumping back and forth on the emperor's bottom line, and His Majesty actually let her do it. Liang Jiugong unconsciously Yan Guipin's status was raised again.

Yan Ying: Eat more vegetables and have a balanced nutrition mix.

Kangxi: I think you want to eat meat.

After eating [-]% full, Yan Ying drank a cup of bird's nest, and didn't move her chopsticks again. The palace people stepped forward to clean up the dishes quickly.

Kangxi summoned the ministers in the front hall. After Yan Ying washed her mouth and washed her hands, she went out to walk around. The library was opposite. After receiving Liang Jiugong's signal, the eunuchs guarding the door did not dare to stop her and let Yan Ying go in and wander around.

Yan Ying was not interested in those official histories and the Book of Songs, but preferred anecdotes and tales of mountain and field travel. She picked out a few books and went back to Qianqing Palace.

At this time, Kangxi was sitting in front of the dragon case, holding a pen in one hand, and flipping through the booklet with the other, frowning from time to time to express his displeasure, and the imperial pen in his hand wrote a quasi-character.

After one is approved, there is still a tall stack next to it. It is estimated that I will see it in the afternoon.

Yan Ying didn't bother him, but leaned on the rug, took out a book she had selected earlier, held it in her hand and flipped through it, but judging from her relaxed posture, she knew that the content of the book was good.

Looking at it, an hour had passed, Yan Ying closed the book in her hand, put it on the floor, and looked up at Kangxi who was still approving official documents.

Yan Ying stepped forward, instead of looking at the contents of the booklet, she walked behind him and raised her hand to press the master's temple. The movements were skillful and regular, and Kangxi's annoyed emotions were soothed by the way. , The throbbing veins were gradually relaxed by Anshun.

"What do you think of me?" Kangxi raised his head, Yan Ying's shadow reflected in his dark brown pupils, and asked a little abruptly.

Yan Ying smiled: "It's okay to write it for the king, it's okay to write it for the husband, it's okay to write it for the father!"

"How to say?" It's okay, but it's not good enough. Kangxi is obviously interested, and he really wants to hear what Aifei has to say.

Yan Ying smiled: "Your Majesty regards the people as the foundation, wins the world with war, governs the world with benevolence, and strengthens the world with virtue, so it's okay!"

As far as Kangxi is a ruthless man, he is not exhausted by work, but he lived a long life, and even killed his son, which is a miracle.

When the Qing Dynasty entered the customs, Nurhachi and Huang Taiji made great achievements for the Qing Dynasty. Unfortunately, Fulin was a lover. He only cared about talking about love and confronting his mother, leaving a Qing Dynasty with internal and external troubles.

As a result, after Kangxi's reign, vassal princes rebelled in various places. Kangxi fought many times, quelled the rebellion, and eliminated foreign troubles for the great purge.

After Yongzheng came to power, the Qing Dynasty had been fighting for years, the officials were unclear, and most of the dandy children (children of the clan and children of the Eight Banners) were raised. In order to clean up the rats that encroached on the Qing Dynasty, they were exhausted at a young age.

The two generations of emperors solved the internal and external troubles of the Qing Dynasty and left Qianlong with the best foundation, but in the end, they were completely defeated by Qianlong, the prodigal son.

When the water is full, it will overflow, and when the moon is full, it will lose money. This is probably fate.

Kangxi suddenly heard this sentence, and saw the complexion in Yan Ying's eyes. Just as he was about to ask, her eyes lit up, and the bottom of the flowerpot swished towards the door, stretching out her hand to catch the raindrops falling from the sky. Looking back at him, he said, "Your Majesty, it's raining."

In the Qing Palace, the light breeze mixed with the drizzle blew away the sweltering heat in the room. Yan Ying's soft bed was covered with a blanket, and Yan Ying sat on it, holding a book in one hand and picking up loose fruits on the plate with the other. Eat, turn the page from time to time.

On the dragon table next to her, Kangxi glanced at ten lines, the imperial brush in his hand was getting faster and faster, his slender fingers slid back and forth on the booklet, and in a moment, he closed the last booklet.

Stretching, she saw the woman's slender neck from the corner of her eye, the faintly visible fluffy hair was hidden in the collar, her eyes shifted slightly, the oval face was smiling, as if immersed in the world of books and fascinated.

Kangxi glanced at the thin clothing on her body, and ordered someone to take the cloak.

The oil residue crisp fruit in Yan Ying's hand fell, and a lady's cloak was added to her shoulders. After Kangxi patted the soft bag twice with one hand, a palace official came to the door.

"Let the Imperial Dining Room deliver ginger soup"

"Nuo" the palace man got the order and left immediately.

Yan Yinghui gave him a big smile, but saw that Kangxi's eyes fell on the miscellaneous book she had just read, the man's handsome side face looked indifferent, "I like to read this, this book is a wild tale, full of lies"

"But it's also quite interesting. Reading is just to relieve boredom." Yan Ying leaned against him, a faint scent of ambergris rushed to her nostrils. To show a touch of warmth.

"Tomorrow noon, I have a surprise for you"

Yan Ying turned her head to look at him in a daze, opened her mouth and asked curiously: "Your Majesty, what surprise is it? Let me know a little bit, okay?"

Kangxi was unmoved at all: "You will know tomorrow, remember to wear something simple"

Yan Ying nodded in agreement, but she became more curious in her heart, but seeing his appearance, she knew that it would be impossible for him to reveal the news in advance, but the more this happened, the more itchy her heart was, and she wanted to know.

Seeing that he didn't leave, as if she wanted to read a book with her, Yan Ying pushed him and closed the book in her hand: "Your Majesty has read the booklet for a day, it's time to rest your eyes, why don't we play chess?" Bar"

Kangxi cast a glance at her: Your own bad chess skills, are you embarrassed to say it?

Yan Ying was originally full of confidence, but when she met Kangxi's sharp eyes, she felt a bit guilty. Her chess skills are actually not too bad, okay?

What kind of eyes are you, Mai Tairen?

Yan Ying, who didn't believe in evil, insisted on pulling Kangxi to play ten sets in succession, and then Kangxi mercilessly killed every single one of them, leaving only a white son to guard the house.

Yan Ying, who was hit, became more frustrated and courageous: "One more game, I will definitely be able to turn defeat into victory and stabilize your head."

Kangxi was really exhausted by the patience of her stinky chess players and stinky chess products. He threw back the chess pieces in his hand and grabbed Yan Ying's small waist: "It's getting late, my concubine, rest in peace." , this time, I will let you press back."

Yan Ying was thrown onto the bed like a sack, her eyes were full of fighting spirit: "I will definitely beat you"

"I'm waiting for—"