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

If it was in modern times, then Wu Ya would probably be happy to share his experience on the public platform in order to increase the number of fans, but in ancient times - I heard that this is a unique secret that every woman never spreads?

Tsk~ No, I have to find a way to get this done.

After all, in an agricultural society, sufficient labor force is the guarantee of social development!

Ye Luo glanced at Yinzhen who was expressionless, and after balancing his words in his heart, he turned to look at Wu Yashi.

"The fourth child is also your son, if you can't let go of your knot, then let him stay by my side."

"The concubine has never had a knot in her heart. Could it be that the emperor has misunderstood something?"

Wu Yashi replied with a sneer that Kangxi herself didn't believe it, she wouldn't deceive people with her own words, but she still said the high-sounding words.

Not for anything else, at least to save face.

"By the way, Your Majesty," Wu Yashi took a deep look at Yinzhen, then withdrew his eyes and changed the subject nonchalantly, "Why did you suddenly ask your concubine to learn the Hujia [-] beats?"

"Because I like talented women." Kangxi proclaimed loudly and loudly that this new harem woman is competing for favor, "Those who say that a woman's lack of talent is virtue really don't know what it means!"

"Stay in the palace and study hard!" Kangxi told him again, and walked out of Yonghe Palace.

Yinzhen lingered in place for a while, turned around and followed Kangxi's pace.

Although Huang Ama's words were very tactful, and even made some redemptions in the end, it was far from the bloody scenes that Yin Zhen thought of at the beginning.

But maybe this is enough, his Fujin doesn't have to go to Er Niang's place to be tortured every day, thinking about it, his body will get better soon.

"Liang Jiugong, you need to wait here alone. When Fourteen comes over, let him go to Qianqing Palace to wait."

"Whoo."

"Come here, Yinzhen," Ye Luo beckoned for Yinzhen to walk beside him.

"What do you think? Are you a little disappointed?"

"Huang Ama offended my son, and my son is not dissatisfied."

"Really?" Ye Luo turned his head to look at Yinzhen's cool face and smiled, "Is it true that you are not disappointed? Did you not lie to me?"

Yinzhen:……

This, Huang Ama, how does he want to answer himself?

Disappointed, or not disappointed?

"A little bit." Bite the bullet, Yinzhen said these four words in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Ye Luo frowned, "Speak up, you are a girl, why is your voice so low?"

"I'm a little disappointed," Yinzhen let go of his voice helplessly and spoke at a normal pitch, "but it's just a little bit. I understand Huang Ama's difficulties."

"What difficulties can I have? I am the Ninth Five-Year Honorable. Is there anything in this world that can make me feel difficult?"

Yinzhen: emmmmm'

I'm sorry Huang Ama, I don't know how to ask this question...

"Hahaha..." Kangxi shook his head with a smile, "I knew you couldn't answer, because I have been thinking about it for so many years, and I still don't have an accurate answer."

Stopping in front of a group of flowers and plants, Ye Luo looked at the distant scenery with his hands behind his back, his eyes were deep: "Tell me, why does my emperor, who should do whatever he wants and be unfettered, still worry about many things up to now?"

Yinzhen lowered his head and dared not answer this sensitive question.

"Because I want to be a wise king." Ye Luo's eyes fell on the little red flower that was very close to him, "You don't have to be restrained to be a foolish king. You can do whatever you want. You will be honored in your lifetime, and you will die in death." In the future, it will also be prominent. Although it may leave a bad name for thousands of years and be reviled by countless people in future generations, but regardless of the name of the posthumous person in life, after death, who cares about the flood?"

"I used to have this kind of thought. When I was in the most difficult time, I once thought about giving up. I thought that it would be fine, and it doesn't matter if I am a puppet emperor. After all, he can't afford to eat, drink and play for me. "

Ye Luo slowly stretched out his hand, plucked the little red flower and held it in his palm, then slowly turned around and looked at Yinzhen who lowered his head, "I can severely punish your mother-in-law and even beat her into the house." Lenggong, no one in this harem will object, even the queen mother will only say a few words."

"But I won't do that. I compromised with her. It's not because I'm afraid, but because I have to do it."

Ye Luoyu earnestly added oil and vinegar to the reason that he couldn't collapse his character set and his obscene development, and boiled it into a brand new steaming thick chicken soup, "I told you not long ago that I also had times when I had no choice but to I thought I'd see you so soon."

"Why?" Yinzhen suddenly raised his head and asked this question abruptly.

"Why?" Ye Luo slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, "Can't you think of it? Because of her identity, because she is an indispensable person for me to break the balance of this harem."

Among the four concubines, except Concubine De, who was born in a bag, the power of the other concubines' natal families should not be underestimated. Even Ye Luo, who came through time, had to think about it, let alone Kangxi who was always vigilant about this situation?

In the entire palace, except Concubine De because of her stomach, Kangxi had an excuse to help her up to muddy the water in the pool at that complicated time, the other women seemed a bit muddy and unable to support the wall.

The legend of Wu Yashi is basically irreproducible. She just happened to have several children in succession when Kangxi didn't have many sons, and she just happened to come from Bao Yi's family - the right time, identity, In addition, she herself had enough courage to create that legend.

But that's all, if it wasn't for Kangxi's heart being so big that he directly crippled several sons, then Wu Ya's family would be only a concubine of virtue at most.

"Politics is like this, cold, without a trace of affection."

"Put out your hand."

Yinzhen stretched out his hand in a daze, feeling a little uneasy in his heart: Huang Ama probably wanted to hit his hand here, but there is no memorial here...

Ye Luo put the little red flower she had just picked into Yin Zhen's palm, "Politics is ruthless, but there is love between you and my father and son."

"Yinzhen, let go of the obsession in your heart."

"Let me see a different you."

Yinzhen looked at the little red flower in the palm of his hand, and clenched his fists weakly.

"Huang Ama..."

"Ah."

"Huang Ama."

"Ok?"

"Huang Ama."

"You're called Hun!" Ye Luo angrily raised his hand and knocked him on the head, "Hurry up and go back to eat."

"Ok!"

Yinzhen nodded vigorously, "Your servant will leave."

Let go of the obsession with the past?No, he thought he might not be able to let go of that obsession for the rest of his life.

However, he thought that that obsession might no longer be the obsession that would give him nightmares, because today he finally knew that his Huang Ama had never disliked him.

Huang Ama, he remembered the puppy whose hair was cut off by his ninth brother when he was a child.

He originally thought that no one but himself would remember this incident, but Huang Ama remembered, and even said that he regretted the verdict back then...

Perhaps Huang Ama would never know that at that moment, at that moment, a ray of sunshine suddenly shone into the darkest place in his heart.

"It's ugly."

Yinzhen looked down at the unnamed wild flower in his hand, said something disgusting, but then carefully put it into the sachet that he carried with him.