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

It was impossible for them to run away from the palace. Even if the two brothers hit it off, they could not escape the all-powerful control of Emperor Kangxi.

So the two poor people just accepted their fate.

The main thing is that you have to accept your fate.

"Hey... Fourth brother, please hold on for two more years. When I am four years old, I can go to the study to accompany you." Little Thirteen said seriously, patting Yinzhen's shoulder.

He is only two years old now. No matter how much Khan Ama knows that he is not a simple child, it is absolutely impossible for him to go to school directly to the study room. He can only go to the study room occasionally to accompany his fourth brother and then wait for another two years.

Two years later, he was over four years old, about the same age as his ninth and tenth brothers when they started school, which was just right.

So Fourth Brother will have to work hard on his own for another two years.

Hey... Why is he so young? If only he were a few years older, he would have known Fourth Brother several years earlier.

Little Thirteen held his little face and sighed. Yinzhen looked at him with amusement, rubbed his head, and said, "If you were born a few years earlier, how could Fourth Brother still raise you as his son?"

At this point, Yinzhen couldn't help laughing. He thought of how people in later generations, when talking about Emperor Yongzheng and Prince Yi, liked to say that he raised his Thirteenth Brother as his son.

Although he did have such a feeling, he and his Thirteenth Brother were only eight years apart in age. How could he really treat his Thirteenth Brother as his son?

"Hehe," Little Thirteen pouted, "They also said that Second Brother raised you as his son. Isn't Second Brother the Crown Prince only four years older than you, Fourth Brother?"

The second brother, the prince, who is only four years older than the fourth brother, raised the fourth brother as his son, so even if he is a few years older, he can still be raised by the fourth brother.

"Then by then, your ranking might become eighth, ninth, or tenth?" Yinzhen said with a smile.

Little Thirteen shuddered immediately: "Forget it, forget it, Thirteen is still better, I like the number thirteen."

Eight, nine, and ten are not as nice as his thirteen.

Little Thirteen, who was very good at pulling down others, looked at his fourth brother very seriously, and then began to act coquettishly: "Fourth brother, fourth brother, do you think 'Thirteen' sounds good?"

Yinzhen said without hesitation: "It sounds good. It sounds the best."

"Hey, I think it sounds good too."

The satisfied Little Thirteen was overjoyed, looking as if he had eaten honey, and his smile was so sweet.

Yinzhen also laughed with him. The two brothers had completely forgotten about the monthly and final exams.

Soon, Xiaojiu pushed the door open holding a huge abacus.

He walked with great difficulty, "Fourth Brother, Fourth Brother, come and help me."

Hearing Xiaojiu's voice, Yinzhen looked over quickly and saw an abacus taller than Xiaojiu standing in front of Xiaojiu. Xiaojiu was holding it in both hands with great difficulty, and the abacus rubbed against the ground with every step he took.

"Where does such a big plan come from?" Yinzhen immediately put Xiao Shisan down and ran over to help Xiao Jiu.

After putting the abacus on the table, he lowered his head to look at Xiaojiu who was squatting on the ground and panting. Seeing that he was sweating all over in the middle of winter, he quickly took out a handkerchief and squatted down to wipe it for him.

By the way, "Are your clothes wet? Go change them first."

Without waiting for Xiaojiu to answer, he pulled Xiaojiu up and took him to the next room to change clothes.

Little Thirteen had already climbed onto the table and started to ponder the huge abacus.

It’s made of pure gold. Who is so generous?

Little Thirteen was studying it, occasionally doing some calculations, before waiting for his fourth and ninth brothers to come back.

Xiaojiu was still very tired. He leaned on Yinzhen's hand and drank several sips of water before he remembered to answer his fourth brother's question. He pointed to the pure gold abacus and said, "This was given to me by Khan Ama."

"Khan Ama?" Yinzhen asked in confusion, "Ninth brother, why did Khan Ama suddenly give you an abacus, and it's made of pure gold?"

"I don't know either." Xiao Jiu was also puzzled. He reached out his hand to touch the abacus, tapped it a few times, listened to the crisp sound, and said in confusion, "Khan Ama just said that since he saw that I like gold, he wanted to give me a gift made of pure gold."

"Then I didn't know what to give, so I just made an abacus." Xiao Jiu touched his head and felt a cold feeling, as if some plan was about to be committed on his head.

While listening to his words, Yinzhen and Xiao Shisan looked at each other and both had some guesses. Could it be that Khan was planning to train Xiao Jiu and let him make a lot of money and become the real money bag of the Qing Dynasty?

emmm ... ... they definitely support it with both hands and feet!

"Ninth brother, Khan Ama must have his own intentions in giving you the abacus. I believe you can figure it out." Yinzhen spoke to Xiaojiu very seriously, making Xiaojiu a little panicked, as if he would have let down his fourth brother's trust if he couldn't figure it out.

"Then...then I'll work hard?" Xiaojiu said unconfidently.

So what is the purpose of the abacus, a pure gold abacus?

Xiaojiu tried hard to think, why did his Khan father give him a pure gold abacus?

Was it a warning to him not to engage in business, make money, or compete with the people for profits in this life?

Xiaojiu frowned and thought this was very possible.

Because in his previous life, his Khan father couldn't stand the fact that he was not doing his job and was competing with the people for profit, so when he was conferred a title, he only gave him a small Beizi title.

In this life, Khan Ama would definitely not be happy with him continuing to do these low-class things. After all, among the five classes of scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, merchants are the lowest.

Xiaojiu puffed up his cheeks in displeasure. What's wrong with business? Who doesn't like money? Who doesn't want money?

If people were really so noble and not interested in money, then where do all the corrupt officials come from?

Xiaojiu felt that his Khan Ama was not very smart, but he couldn't compete with his Khan Ama, so he decided that while Khan Ama was around, he would secretly do business and live his life in hiding, not in an upright manner.

Then, after Khan Ama is gone, no matter whether it is the second brother or the fourth brother who takes the throne, he can do business openly and make money for his fourth brother and others!

Thinking about the situation in his previous life where his fourth brother and thirteenth brother were very frugal, Xiaojiu secretly made up his mind that he would never let such a thing happen in this life!

Money? He'll make it.

Fourth brother and thirteenth brother just need to sit back and wait to spend money!

As for Khan Ama's warning, huh, he is rebellious and he doesn't listen.

He does business!