The first dude in the Qing Dynasty

Watching the housekeeper send Yinyou and the three out, Yinzuo said again: "Wangcai, you can prepare two copies of similar things and send them to the seventh and eighth brothers."

Wangcai was a little unhappy, and said: "Master, the seventh and eighth masters don't look like people who are short of money, can you be rare for your little things?"

Yin Zuo said casually: "Of course there is nothing rare about things, but I just keep them in mind. With my appearance, I guess I won't be able to marry a daughter-in-law. Besides leaving these things to my brothers, who else can I give them to? The rest of the small ones will naturally have their share when the mansion is opened."

Wangcai's expression darkened, and he stopped talking.

Looking at his expression, Yin Zuo knew that he was thinking wrong, but he didn't bother to explain - in fact, being a prince may not be short of money, that is to say, he can eat enough for one person and the whole family is not hungry, with small expenses and a lot of income. Coupled with the subsidies from Kangxi and Yinzhen, the ability to bloom from childhood to adulthood, and there are not a few of them who have changed other princes, and their lives are very tight.

For example, Lao Qi Yinyou, he didn't have any errands before, and he didn't receive much attention from Kangxi, so he didn't earn much.Although he was in charge of the Ministry of State Affairs later, he was upright and upright. He knew that his position was too sensitive and involved too many interests.

He has a big family to support, and he sits in the Ministry of State Affairs, so he can't be timid about money to take advantage of others' loopholes, so he can only support him blindly - among the many princes, he is probably the one who is most short of money.

As for Yinhu, he has a lot of expenses, and he probably doesn't have a lot of money, but he won't be short of money. Yinzuo counts him as a share, just as a thought - several younger brothers who opened the house gave it, He can't be the only one left out.

Yinzuo said: "When sending things, avoid people, and don't talk nonsense when you come back—otherwise, maybe the capital will start to spread tomorrow, saying that the prince is almost gone."

He thought of giving things to Yinzhen and Yinyu, one is to beat them, and the other is that the little money distributed by the Ministry of Internal Affairs alone is not enough for these two princes who are accustomed to spending money to settle down. Give them some money, so that they can go back again It's a side job-it's not about dividing the inheritance!

Wangcai stared and said, "They dare!"

Yinzuo knew Wangcai's reaction, so he shook his head and ignored him, reached for the quill pen, and started writing.

Wangcai rang the bell to call the girl to come in and serve, and walked out quickly.

He went to prepare some fruit and cakes first, and then set off to Prince Chun's Mansion - the master said that he had to prepare a cover to avoid people's eyes and ears.

Xu Zuo wrote a few lines and felt a little irritated. The quill pen is not easy to use, and there are many problems-it needs to be stained with ink when writing a few words, and the tip of the pen wears out quickly, which wastes effort.

After thinking about it, I simply drew the appearance of the fountain pen of later generations, stated the requirements, and sent someone to the research institute to make the real thing as soon as possible, and then continued.

Half an hour later, Wangcai came back from Yinhu's mansion, and asked the servant girl to retreat, saying: "Prince Chun and Prince Lian have both been accepted, so I didn't say anything."

Yinzuo hummed without raising his head: in his capacity, the things he sent would naturally not be rejected, and even if they had something to say, they wouldn't say it to Wangcai.

Wangcai hesitated for a while, and then said: "When I went to Prince Lian's mansion, I heard from the concierge that Prince Lian was ill...but I went in and saw His Highness Prince Lian, and I felt pretty good..."

Yinzuo paused, frowned slightly, paused for a moment and said: "Send someone to Prince Lian's mansion, and say that it is inconvenient for me to visit the doctor at night."

"Are you going to visit a doctor? Lord, you..." You are still sick yourself!

Yinzuo glanced over, Wangcai didn't dare to continue to object, he lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "I don't think Prince Lian looks seriously ill...and you are the prince, you go to visit the sick in person, what else is there?" Is it convenient?"

Master, you are the prince, so you are so outrageous!

Yinzuo has started to continue writing, and said in his mouth: "Go as you please, more nonsense is getting more and more every day!"

So Wangcai, who was talking more and more nonsense every day, muttered and went away listlessly.

Two quarters of an hour later, the servants came to report: "Master, Prince Lian is here!"

Yinzuo said: "Please."

Wangcai, who was originally listless, was startled and said: "Master, did you know that Prince Lian is coming?"

Yinzuo didn't answer, but said, "Go and greet me for me."

After a while, Yinhu entered the door, smiled wryly and cupped his hands: "Brother Six."

The work in Yinzuo's hands is not finished yet, and his thoughts are smooth now, he is a little reluctant to put down the pen, raises his eyes and smiles, and says: "Eighth brother, sit down first, I will finish writing soon."

Yinhu responded, but didn't sit down, but walked to Yinzuo's side, picked up the manuscript paper he had written, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback: He thought he was knowledgeable, but the words on the paper were all his own. They know each other, but they can only be seen half-understood together, and the above drawing is like looking at a maze.

Gently put the manuscript paper back, raised his eyes slightly, and fell on the thin and out-of-shape Yinzuo, and sighed slightly.

In his memory, his brother, who is only one year older than him, will always be a dazzling existence that makes it hard to look directly at.In the past, he thought that it was just the halo formed by Huang Ama's favor, but later he gradually realized that the light emitted by him was a hundred times brighter than the so-called halo.Even now that he is sick and thin and thin, he still possesses a power that cannot be ignored.

He was holding the quill in a strange but very pleasing way, sometimes writing quickly, sometimes with long pauses.Those tight lips, long downcast eyelashes, so focused that Yinhu didn't even dare to look at him too hard, for fear that her gaze would disturb him.

I don't remember how long it took before Yinzuo finally put down his pen and tightened his collar subconsciously. He has become very afraid of the cold recently, and he always feels a chill coming from his bones from time to time, and no matter how many clothes he wears, he seems to be Doesn't feel hot, just profuse sweating.

A cloak fell gently on his shoulders, Yinzuo looked up, and saw Yinhu's smiling face.

Yinzuo said apologetically, "Have you waited for a long time, eighth brother? I can't help but write down what I think of recently, for fear that I will forget it when I look back."

Yinhu shook his head and said with a smile, "It hasn't been long...Has Brother Six finished writing?"

"It's over." Yinzuo stretched his waist and got up: "Eighth Brother, accompany me for a walk?"

Yinhu came over to support her and said, "Okay."

Yinzuo waved his hand and refused, and said with a smile: "It's not that exaggerated, I can still walk a few steps."

Yinzuo went out first, and Yinhu was half a step behind, following him unhurriedly, asking, "What did the sixth brother write?"

Yinzuo said: "Didn't I recruit a few new disciples? I give them half-day classes every day, and I have to prepare in advance, right?"

Yinhu frowned disapprovingly, and said: "Sixth brother, the imperial doctor told you not to worry about it. Now Lianhuang..."

He didn't continue, but paused and said: "Sixth brother, your health is important, these things, after you get better in the future, just take your time."

How could Yin Zuo not understand what he meant?Now even his father doesn't dare to let him read the booklet, but he still bothers for a few commoners...

Smiling slightly, he said: "Actually, it's not just for them. You know, the things I learn are messy and miscellaneous. I teach in the study room, Huang Ama, foreign masters, and many books I read. ... It is also good to take the opportunity to tidy up."

Yinhu remained silent.

Yinzuo knew what he was thinking, so he didn't say any more, the two walked quietly for a while, Yinzuo reached out and picked a leaf from the tree, and handed it to Yinhu.

Yinhu and Yinzuo looked at each other, smiled slightly, reached out to take it, put it on their lips and blew it.

After the song was played, Yin Zuo shook his head and said, "Eighth brother, your skills are getting worse and worse. You just played such a melodious and melodious song so lingeringly and tearfully."

Yinhu laughed and said, "It's because Sixth Brother's Ye Zi didn't choose the right one!"

Yin Zuo smiled, stretched out his hand to pick another leaf, but let it fall into the wind again, and said sadly: "Sometimes I feel that history is just a huge rock that keeps rolling forward. All the things that exist in this era , are pushing it intentionally or unintentionally, affecting its orbit..."

"In the past, I only thought about how to live my little life well, to be at ease, and to be happy... Now that I have a serious illness, but for some reason, I suddenly have ambitions, and I suddenly want to put my hand on that heart. Push it hard on the rock." Yin Zuo laughed at himself, and said: "The machines I built, the words I wrote, and the students I taught... Eighth brother, don't think that I am dying, I just, Suddenly want to say something to this world, do something, leave something... that's all."

Yinhu has always been the best at communicating. No matter who he talks to, he can make the other party feel like a spring breeze. However, in front of Yinzuo, he is often clumsy and doesn't know how to speak.At this moment, apart from listening, he didn't know what to say.

Yinhu listened quietly to Yinzuo's words, occasionally answered a sentence or two, Yinzuo said: "Am I being too wordy?"

Yinhu laughed and said, "I only hate that Sixth Brother talks too little to me on weekdays."

Seeing that Yinzuo's breath was a little messy, he said, "In summer, the scenery on the lake is the best. Why don't we just sit in the water pavilion?"

Yin Zuo was feeling a bit strenuous, so he nodded and went into the pavilion to sit down, and the servants who followed him from afar were busy serving tea and snacks, and retreated again.

The lotus pond in summer is full of blue eyes, dotted with enchanting lotus flowers, and the cool breeze with the fragrance of lotus leaves is blowing, which is really comfortable.

Yinzuo didn't continue the topic just now, and sent people to row a boat to pick fresh lotus pods and water chestnuts to taste.The two tasted new poems written by talents from the south of the Yangtze River, and talked about the recent new things in the capital... It can be regarded as a good time for both guests and hosts.

As the sky was getting dark, Yinzuo and Liuyinhu went to the small flower hall to sit together after dinner.

Sending away the servants, Yinzuo lifted the pot to pour tea, and said in his mouth: "In the early court, Huang Ama asked the fourth elder brother to prepare a team, and implemented the policy of spreading all the people to the mother. The eighth brother fell ill in the afternoon... I was going to watch the fire from the other side. Or are you going to add insult to injury?"

When Yinhu came, he guessed that Yinzuo recruited him to come to the house in a disguised form, and it should be for this matter. Seeing that he sent his servants away, he knew that he was going to talk about business. Although he was mentally prepared, he didn't expect it. As soon as Yinzuo opened his mouth, he was so direct that he was caught off guard.

He quickly reacted, and said with a wry smile: "Although the matter of distributing the property to the mother has passed the court's discussion, it is as difficult as heaven to implement it..."

Yin Zuo put the poured tea in front of him, and said casually, "Is it difficult to reach the sky?"

Isn't it difficult to ascend to the sky?Yinhu thought of this brother's feat, and was speechless at once——for him, it seemed that it was not difficult...

Yinzuo said: "I know it's hard to get a piece of land into the mu, but I also know that it's a good thing, so no matter how difficult it is, the fourth brother will definitely do it."

"Eighth brother, among all the brothers, in terms of intelligence and ability, the eighth brother should be ranked first." Yinzuo paused, and said: "It's just that compared with the fourth brother... the structure is slightly smaller."

The layout is slightly smaller...

Yinhu's hand holding the teacup suddenly froze.

The layout is slightly smaller...

"I just, suddenly want to say something to this world, do something, leave something..."

"It's a good thing to spread a piece of paper into an acre, so no matter how difficult it is, the fourth brother will definitely do it..."

This is the sixth and fourth princes of the Qing Dynasty... What about you, Yinhu?

The layout is slightly smaller...

Yinhu smiled bitterly.

He wanted to say, we are different, I am not like you, I do not have the favor of Huang Ama, I do not have a favored concubine, I do not have a strong mother clan... I am the most humble prince born in the Qing Dynasty, I can only rely on myself , Climb up little by little from the bottom, stand up... I can't go high...

After all, I couldn't export a single word.

He knew very well that these were just excuses.

The person in front of him didn't have smooth sailing since he was born. He was almost murdered when he was six years old. He was regarded as a thorn in Yinfeng's side for more than ten years. How many times have you narrowly escaped...

Now, his sick hands can't even hold a pen...

What right does he have to complain in front of him?

Obviously his silence misunderstood Yin Zuo, Yin Zuo sighed, and said: "I know that the eighth brother has always been the most popular, and never offends people easily, so he avoids the matter of spreading a man into his mother like a snake and a scorpion, but Eighth brother, have you ever thought about it, no matter whether Huang Ama will change his mind in the future, at least he is supporting the family at the moment, if the eighth brother pretends to be sick and escapes like this, what will Huang Ama think?"

After a while, he continued: "Furthermore, I have confidence in fourth brother. Since he has decided to do it, he will definitely do it. When this matter is completed... how can you, eighth brother... ..."

"Sixth brother!" Yinhu suddenly got up and interrupted him.

Yinzuo raised his head and looked at Yinhu, but saw that he was also looking at him, but turned his head the moment he looked at him, Yinhu forced a smile, with a bit of downcast in his tone: "Sixth brother, you Stop talking... I know..."

He walked out quickly, walking in a hurry, with a feeling of fleeing...

He would rather Yin Zuo scold him a few more words, scold him for being too small, scold him for disregarding the overall situation... and he doesn't want to hear that he uses pros and cons to convince himself... This makes him feel that he is very pitiful...

"Eighth brother!"

When Yinhu turned his head, Yinzuo found that there was a bit of pleading in his eyes. After a moment of surprise, he said in a low voice: "Eighth brother, in all dynasties, no emperor has been voted by the ministers, let alone the emperor. The Qing Dynasty with the most centralized power... Huang Ama is in the prime of his life, the prince is very popular, especially on the surface, it is not a good thing, I don't know if I am still... Eighth brother, you must pay attention in the future Take it easy..."

Yinhu stared into Yinzuo's eyes for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said, "Okay."

After walking two steps away, he seemed to remember it, then turned around and said, "Thank you Sixth Brother."