After dressing as Kangxi, I raised my children full-time [Qing Chuan]

The soft sedan wobbled and carried Ye Luo from the entrance of Qianqing Palace to the entrance of Meridian Gate. After passing through the Meridian Gate, Ye Luo got off the soft sedan, walked a few steps and stepped on the small pier to get into the carriage.

Originally, a little eunuch bent down and prepared to be a humanoid pawn for Ye Luo to step on, but Ye Luo frowned and refused, and ordered that no one should step on this human pawn in the future.

"But the emperor..."

"If anyone has an opinion, let them come to me."

So Liang Jiugong snorted and didn't make another sound.

The Clan Mansion was located in the later Dongjiaomin Lane in Beijing, which Ye Luo recognized immediately after getting off the carriage.

Although he is not from the capital, he has visited the Forbidden City a few times, and he still has a little impression of some places.

But now this clan's mansion is completely different from the bustling scene in his memory. The clan's mansion here is very quiet and cold, and Ye Luo shivered subconsciously when walking on the path.

Hey, is it cold in here... The temperature outside is not bad~

"emperor?"

"It's so cold here, is there any charcoal fire?" Ye Luo turned his head, pretending to be a loving father who cares about his son, "Is there any charcoal fire for the prince?"

"Your Majesty, it's only late autumn and there is no charcoal fire." Liang Jiugong turned his head and gave the little eunuch behind him a look while talking.

"The emperor is here!" Liang Jiugong's thin but loud voice sounded, and all the servants of the clan's mansion knelt down and shouted in unison: "Slave (servant) see the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live! "

Damn, not to mention, so many mouths are quite consistent, this must have been practiced, right?

"Get up~"

Ye Luo raised his hand proudly, and the group of people stood up in unison again, and lowered their heads 45 degrees in unison, not daring to offend "Tian Yan".

really neat~

Ye Luo clicked his tongue softly in his heart, the angle of their lowering their heads looked the same at first glance, they must have been practicing in private for a long time.

"Your Majesty?" Liang Jiugong stepped forward to wake up Ye Luo, who bowed his head in "contemplation". The latter nodded indiscriminately and walked behind Liang Jiugong, turning left and right into a room.

Before entering the door, Ye Luo smelled an unpleasant smell of rotten wood. After a closer look, the smell seemed to be coming from the door. After a closer look, there were several holes in the good guy's door. There were some small insects crawling in the hole.

Hey, who are these people treating like this?Let’s not talk about the situation inside the room, just by looking at the door, you can know what kind of bad situation it is inside. It must be a gloomy and cold environment, with rotten furniture and cold unpalatable food.

No wonder the person inside acted like a mad dog after being restored, biting whoever he caught.

Anyone who has been pampered and pampered for most of his life is locked here for a few months, there will be some problems in the end if there is no problem!

(Yes, that's right, Ye Luo already knew that this year is the 47th year of Kangxi through the behavior of having someone bring over the history books recorded at any time last night.)

To be honest, Ye Luo didn't want to enter this room, because such a bad environment made him a little incapable of accepting it. He even wanted to let someone move a chair to sit outside and talk about it, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that What I want to say is a bit reckless in the public, so I can only bite the bullet and step into this terrible room.

"Your Majesty, this servant sent someone to clean up the place briefly." Seeing that the Emperor frowned, Liang Jiugong hurriedly begged for orders, and he had already made a gesture behind his right hand for people to pick up the cleaning belongings.

"No need," Ye Luo waved his hands, his eyes scanned the room and finally settled on the pot of charcoal fire.

Hey, is Liang Jiugong so comfortable doing things?

"Your majesty, slave..."

"I'll just sit down for a while and leave. Let everyone get down, and you watch from a distance."

"Whoo."

Liang Jiugong responded, and gently closed the door with the people who hurried over to clean up.

Ye Luo turned her hands behind her back and walked slowly to the charcoal brazier, warming up her stiff body from the cold, before turning her head to look at the one who had gotten up from the stool since he stepped into the door, feeling bored. The prince who knelt down with a plop, ah no, the abolished prince Yinfeng.

"Cold?"

No one answered, and the atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.Ye Luo thought it was true that Kangxi would be so angry when he came here to see his son twisted like this, maybe he would fly up and kick him.

But Ye Luo was not angry.

To be honest, when he came to the Kangxi Dynasty and dressed as Kangxi and nothing else, Ye Luo, who had calmed down, was much happier. Not because of anything else, but because he was more powerful than the previous and future emperors of the Qing Dynasty. Quite a few, he can completely let himself go for a little while without worrying about being obstructed by those ministers and concubines.

Apart from pretending to be a grandson in front of the queen mother because of filial piety, he is still a father in front of others!

tsk~

Don't worry, sons, just do it, as a father, I won't mind hahaha...

"Don't talk?" Ye Luo smiled, "Are you angry with me?"

"I don't dare." Yinfeng lowered his head even lower. He knew that what he said would be a roundabout kick and he added, "You have already done that kind of thing, you What else dare not!"

"It's okay." Ye Luo held back a smile, "Dad, cough, Ama forgives you."

Originally, he wanted to say that Dad forgives you, but when Ye Luo thought that this was from the Qing Dynasty, he wanted to say about Ama, so he changed his words. Although there was a small flaw, he thought Yinfeng would not care about it. Yes, because the latter has already raised his head because of this kind of words, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Get up and talk."

Yinfeng's mind was stunned by Ye Luo's words, and he stood up in a daze.

"Drink." Ye Luo raised his chin, motioning Yin Reng to open the pot of wine he brought from the palace, "Don't worry, I just want you to warm up."

Yinreng cautiously raised his head and glanced at Ye Luo, seeing that Huang Ama was still the same as before, he was even more puzzled.

He thought about what Huang Ama's reaction would be when he came over, angry, furious, and even kicked him if he couldn't hold back his anger, but no matter what it was, it was absolutely impossible to be the current reaction.

Could it be that in Huang Ama's eyes, there is still a father-son relationship with him?

"You want to be emperor that much?"

Come, come, this is the real question Huang Ama wants to ask.

Yinfeng squeezed the wine glass tightly and lowered his head, his voice was hoarse, "No, I don't..."

"That's fine, you come to be the emperor for a month."

Yinreng's heart was shocked, and the pinched jug fell down, rolling around on the ground.

[Yinfeng: I'm afraid I'm not dreaming. ]