Yinzhen: Become the favorite of the group in the Qing Dynasty where the brothers were reborn

Keep your word?

Not always.

Seeing his tenth son, who was easily fooled, jumping and skipping to find his ninth son to hold hands, Emperor Kangxi suddenly sighed.

How come Xiao Shi is so easy to fool?

And this little nine ...

Kangxi looked at his ninth son, who was avoiding his gaze and dared not look at him. He smiled faintly and said, "Yinzhen, starting from tomorrow, your monthly salary will be reduced by half, and your homework will be doubled. By the way, you must write 'Yinzhen likes Khan Ama the most' ten times a day and submit it to the Qianqing Palace."

Xiaojiu: "!!!"

"Ah!!!" The Ninth Prince let out a sharp explosion.

Just double the homework, just write those sour words, but!

How can the monthly salary be cut in half!!!

"Wuwuwu, I don't want Han Ama anymore. Xiaojiu was wrong. Xiaojiu likes Han Ama the most..."

The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, but the money cannot be lost!

Xiaojiu suddenly threw herself forward, hugged Kangxi's thighs and began to cry and scream.

"Khan Ama Han Ama Han Ama, how about Xiaojiu write it a hundred times? Don't reduce my salary by half a month, wuwuwu..."

That's his life!

Xiaojiu cried so sadly. He felt heartbroken when he thought about the monthly salary he might lose.

How is this possible? How can there be such a cruel punishment?

Woohoo, oh my god, are you the reincarnation of the devil?!

Xiaojiu cried so miserably, but the more Kangxi watched, the more he wanted to laugh.

This Yinzhen has really loved little money all his life.

——Well, actually he loves it too.

An old ghost who has been wandering for more than three hundred years knows too well how important money is.

However, this did not prevent Kangxi from still reducing Xiao Jiu's salary by half as a punishment.

This kid is going to tear down the house if he is not beaten for three days. He must be beaten hard, otherwise he will keep talking nonsense every day.

Xiaojiu had no idea what his Khan Ama was thinking. While he was crying and begging for mercy, he was cursing in his heart, "Damn Khan Ama, he really has him in his grasp."

At this time, the third prince Yinzhi seemed to finally be unable to bear it anymore, and he stood up and said, "Hey, Khan Ama, you see, your ninth brother also knows that he is wrong, otherwise ... "

He hadn't finished speaking yet, but Xiaojiu had already cast a grateful look at him. Third brother is still a good man!

Xiao Jiu was very grateful, and then heard the second half of Yinzhi's sentence: "Or else, let's exempt Jiudi from the double homework. There is too much homework and he can't finish it."

" ... ... "

When these words were spoken, not only Xiaojiu was stunned, but Kangxi and Xiaoshi were also stunned.

No, that's right...

"Yinzhi, are you serious?" Kangxi couldn't help but ask.

"I couldn't be more serious, Khan Ama. My ninth brother is just a child. Please let him go?" Yinzhi begged for mercy seriously.

But the person being helped, Xiaojiu, just wanted him to shut up.

Damn Third Brother, he knew that this guy wasn’t that good, sure enough, he’s another scammer!

Xiaojiu kept nagging and cursing, and Kangxi didn't know how to face his third son.

He thought that he, the Khan, was unscrupulous enough, but he didn't expect that there was an even more unscrupulous guy here.

emmm ... ... With such a brother who betrays his younger brother, the ninth son looks really pitiful, doesn’t he?

Kangxi looked at Xiaojiu who was hugging his thighs tightly. Feeling his gaze, Xiaojiu quickly raised his head, with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, and looked at Kangxi pitifully.

Woo woo woo, he is already so miserable, Khan Ama, please let him go with his meager monthly salary!

Facing such a pitiful ninth son, Kangxi sighed softly, then shook his head decisively in his expectant eyes: "No, the monthly salary must be fined, the homework must be increased, and the words must be copied."

Xiaojiu: " ... "

"The sky is vast, the wilderness is boundless, poor Xiaojiu goes to look for his mother..."

He moved quickly, and just as Kangxi realized what the kid was doing, he saw his ninth son running out of the door with his short legs tumbling around like crazy, crying, "I'm going to complain to my mother."

Kangxi fell into deep thought.

Is his ninth son crazy?

Then he shifted his gaze to Xiao Shi, who was pretending to be a mushroom against the wall. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Xiao Shi suddenly jump up and quickly run out the door, saying, "Ah, my brother Jiu is crazy. I'm going to stop him and tell him not to go crazy!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Xiao Shi had already rushed out of Qiandongtou Police Station.

Kangxi was at a loss.

He could only continue to look at his only remaining three sons.

Yinzhi smiled sweetly: "Khan Ama, it's time to pay respects to the Imperial Madam. Your son will go first."

After saying that, he also ran away.

Suddenly, Kangxi was the only one left in the entire Qiandongtou.

"... Am I that scary?" He asked in confusion, completely unaware of himself.

Unfortunately, he was the only one present and no one could give him an answer.

Helplessly, Kangxi could only go out. He glanced at the sun in the sky, raised his eyebrows, and was a little surprised. Time passed quickly. It was almost Youshi (five o'clock in the afternoon). I wonder how Baocheng and Xiaosi's memorials were reviewed?

Thinking of this, he walked out, ready to go back to the Qianqing Palace to see his two beloved sons.

Unexpectedly, he bumped into another son before he took a few steps.

"Yinsi, what are you doing?"

Upon hearing the voice of his own Khan Father, the Eighth Prince Yinsi, who was holding a pile of calligraphy, suddenly stiffened all over.

No, why is Khan Ama in the prince's residence?

The Crown Prince was summoned to the Qianqing Palace today, so Khan Ama should stay there.

Yinsi was puzzled for a moment, but he turned around hastily and saluted Kangxi in a panic: "Yinsi pays respect to Khan Ama, Khan Ama long live."

"Get up, no need to be polite."

Kangxi looked at what Yinsi was holding with some curiosity, and after a little thought, he knew what it was.

"The calligraphy task assigned to you by Xiao Si? Let me take a look."

He reached out his hand to Yinsi, but Yinsi was not very willing to give it to him.

These calligraphy works were carefully selected by him, and he thought they were the best, so he prepared them for his fourth brother to see, Khan Ama...

The eighth prince was very unhappy, but he couldn't refuse Kangxi, so he could only tremblingly hand over the calligraphy and said, "My son's handwriting is not very good, Khan Ama still..."

It’s better not to look at it. If Longyan is damaged, he will be scolded again.

Yinsi grumbled in his heart, but as he valued his life so much, he didn't dare say this to anyone.

He didn't want to get the confinement package.

Kangxi didn't notice what his eighth son was thinking. After taking the calligraphy works, he looked at them carefully as he walked out.

As he watched, he fell silent.

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Si."

After a long silence, he sighed.

Yinsi, who heard his words clearly, couldn't help but grit his teeth. This made him more uncomfortable than scolding him directly.

Directly scold: How come your handwriting has not improved at all? Are you working hard? Aren’t you ashamed of your ugly handwriting?

Indirect scolding: Xiaosi has worked so hard.

... ... I am really impressed.

Yinsi, who had already hit his own Khan Ama hard in his heart, kept smiling: "Khan Ama is right, it is indeed very hard for Fourth Brother to teach me."