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

Qianqing Palace

After Kangxi came back from the city wall, he started to handle official business.

He is actually very busy.

Although the fourth son and the thirteenth son had seen all kinds of things in the future just like him, in the final analysis, one of them was only thirteen years old and the other was only five years old, and they simply did not have the ability to achieve much.

Only he, as the king of a country, has the greatest ability to bring about change.

Therefore, many things require his decision and arrangement, and he is indispensable in every aspect.

But even so, he is not the kind of person who is so busy that he forgets to eat and sleep.

After all, he has so many capable ministers and generals under his command who can be commanded.

So he still has a lot of free time every day to take care of his sons.

For example, he assigned a task to his leisurely thirteenth son this morning.

I believe that with the ability of Thirteenth Son, he can easily finish writing an 800-word composition.

As it turns out, it is indeed very easy.

"Your Majesty, this was sent by the eunuch next to the Thirteenth Prince. He said it was his homework."

After placing the things on the imperial desk, Liang Jiugong withdrew.

Kangxi did not stop him to ask why Yinxiang did not come to see him off in person, because he knew very well that his thirteenth son, who was full of complaints, absolutely did not want to see him today.

The more he thought about it, the funnier it seemed to him. Kangxi kept shaking his head before he picked up the composition handed in by Yinxiang and began to read it carefully.

As he watched, the smile on his lips froze.

Is this a look into the future?

Are you sure you're not just daydreaming?

Looking at this thousand-word essay titled "The Future of the Qing Dynasty," which actually contained all kinds of incredible demands, Emperor Kangxi couldn't help but take a deep breath.

On the bright side, he required an 800-word essay, and Yinxiang wrote more than that.

His eyes fell on the last sentence "Khan Ama, this composition is exactly one thousand words", and Kangxi felt pain in his eyes and head.

He hurts in his liver, stomach, lungs, and heart. He hurts everywhere!

"Liang Jiugong, where is the Thirteenth Prince now?"

Unbearable, no need to endure.

Kangxi directly asked about the location of Liang Jiugong Yinxiang. He wanted to teach this bastard a lesson.

"Your Majesty, the Thirteenth Prince is currently accompanying the Empress Dowager in the Cining Palace, and the other princes are also here."

Hmm? Cining Palace?

The bad-intentioned radar in Kangxi's mind immediately started to sound: What were these guys doing in the Cining Palace?

After a moment of confusion, he still said, "Go to the Cining Palace."

He wanted to go and see what these little bastards were saying to the Empress Dowager instead of studying hard at the Cining Palace.

Cining Palace

Yinxiang was holding up his aching little hand to show the Empress Dowager, "Look, Little Thirteen is so tired!"

He complained in a wronged manner. When the Empress Dowager saw that it was true, she immediately became angry and said, "How can this emperor pull up the seedlings like this?!"

"Well ... ... "

Yinxiang and the others had originally maintained aggrieved expressions, but after the Empress Dowager said this, their expressions went blank.

Taking advantage of being at the back, Yin? muttered softly: "What the Royal Mother wants to say is to force the growth of seedlings, right?"

"Shh, it's good that you know it, why do you want to say it out loud?!" Yinzhen glared at Yinzhen. The Royal Mother was a Mongolian, so he couldn't ask for too much.

Besides, the meaning is very clear, there is no need to ask for too much.

After being glared at, Yin immediately shut his mouth and dared not speak again.

Yinxiang and Yinsi in the front had maintained their expressions and continued with their complaints.

The Empress Dowager was particularly angry. She loved these well-behaved grandchildren, especially Little Thirteen who often came to the Cining Palace to accompany her. Apart from Little Five, Little Thirteen was her most beloved grandchild.

As a result, Little Thirteen came to her pitifully to complain. At the age of five, he was tortured like this by her emperor son. How could this be allowed!

"Don't worry, little Thirteen, the Royal Madam will protect you, and your mother Wuku will protect you too."

The Empress Dowager looked serious and turned to find the nanny: "Go quickly, go and find the emperor and tell him that I want to see him."

As luck would have it, as soon as the nanny went out, she ran into Kangxi who was coming over.

When Kangxi heard that the Empress wanted to see him, he immediately understood that he might have been reported by his son.

Holding his forehead with his hands and chuckling helplessly, Kangxi walked into the hall without any fear.

"Emperor Enie is looking for his son, but what's the matter?"

He walked forward, his eyes lightly passing over a group of sons who were looking up at the sky or the ground, and rolled his eyes at them with disdain.

They dare to report him but dare not even look at him. What a bunch of cowards.

The Empress Dowager did not notice his look, but solemnly pulled Yinxiang's hand to show him, and said angrily: "Emperor, how could you do this to Little Thirteen!"

"Your royal maternal grandmother told you not to pull the seedlings up, why do you always do this?"

"Puh, cough, cough..." Kangxi, who was about to make an excuse, was amused. He looked at the Empress Dowager helplessly and explained, "Your Majesty, my son did not force his growth. It is because Yinxiang is very talented and has innate knowledge. He needs to be urged to succeed. If the Empress Dowager were here, she would definitely agree with my son's behavior."

There were several incomprehensible words in this sentence. The Queen Mother blinked in confusion, "Is that so?"

When she saw Kangxi mention the Grand Empress Dowager, she kept asking, "Will the Emperor agree?"

Kangxi nodded without hesitation and without guilt: "Yes, if the Royal Madam is still alive, she would agree with me doing this."

The easily fooled Empress Dowager believed him immediately when she saw him like this. She turned around and whispered to Yinxiang, "Little Thirteen, your Khan Ama doesn't seem to have done it on purpose. Do you want to talk to him?"

Yinxiang shrank back, leaned closer to the Empress Dowager, and whispered in the same voice: "But Madam, Xiao Shisan's hand hurts."

The Empress Dowager immediately changed her tone after even throwing out the repetitive words, "Ahem, Emperor, you can't ignore Little Thirteen's health. Look, his hands are swollen!"

Holding Yinxiang's hand, the Empress Dowager insisted that the blush was actually swelling, which made Kangxi want to laugh but not feel funny.

He nodded seriously, "It seems to be swollen."

The Queen Mother's eyes lit up, "Is that so? Look, Little Thirteen's hand is swollen. Let's give him a few days off and let him have a good rest."

Eh?

Yinxiang looked up in confusion. He didn’t ask for a vacation!

He met the smug look given to him by the Empress Dowager and said, "Don't worry, Little Thirteen. The Empress Dowager knows what you want."

this ... ...

Without thinking, Yinxiang nodded and chose to accept the Empress Dowager's kindness.

Who doesn't want a vacation?