starling is not a bird

Waking up from Fuquan's warmth in a trance, Yinhu has already stood beside her emperor Ama Kangxi to listen to the holy will.

"I see how good you are at eighth son. You've become proficient in the word, which shows that you have benefited!" Kangxi looked at his eighth son gently, but his mouth was still stern.

Yinhu hurriedly bowed and replied: "Huang Ama has praised me so much, I am ashamed to be my minister." But there was a soreness in my heart, how long has it been since I heard Huang Ama's voice like this?Tianjia has no father and son, isn't he the one who knows best?Why do you still long for this kind of warmth?

However, he was catching wind and shadow, and locked himself up, and drew his sword against each other if he didn't like it. He worked so hard to raise his mother and concubine, but he was just a lowly woman in his eyes, and the Fujin he personally pointed out to him was a jealous woman in his mouth.The father-son relationship was just a joke.Why put yourself through all this again?Yinhu lowered his head, not daring to let the emperor sitting on the throne see the tragic injury on his face.

I heard Kangxi say again slowly: "You don't have to belittle yourself, of course you really have something to win my favor." Yinhu restrained her mind, knelt down and kowtowed to thank her, and her young forehead was gone again. There was a dull hollow sound in the golden palace, and it hit his heart with a sound, and the poem he gave back to his father and emperor appeared in his heart: "Father's kindness and son's filial piety is still there, every night the east wind is a courtier; A thousand lines, love and hate, a dream away."At that time, I only felt happy and harmonious. Who would have thought that this poem would become a prophecy.In the days to come, I was addicted to the favor of my father, but I forgot that my father was the emperor first, then the father, the father was the king first, and the son was the minister first.Now we must keep in mind the status of father and son, monarch and minister, and don't repeat the same mistakes and end up with the love and hatred of the family in the previous life.

Kangxi looked at his son being gentle and courteous, and felt even more joyful in his heart: "This month is your mother's difficult day, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs has already made preparations. I think you don't like those golden spoons. What do eighth elder brothers like? Plaything? Even if you tell me, I will reward you."

Yinhu looked up at Kangxi, just like the father in his impression, his eyes were full of love and praise for him, with tenderness.Thinking about it carefully, the father's sternness is not without love for his son, but this love cannot withstand the squeeze of power.It is not only Yinhu who is flying flesh and blood under the strict imperial power?The old nine who went one step ahead by himself, the elder brother who was imprisoned, and the half-crazy former prince.Forget it, it turned out that I had lost my sense of propriety, thunder, rain and dew were all the favor of the king, and only after receiving the blood of the father's sperm and mother, did he have this life, so what complaints could he have if the bones were removed and the flesh was returned?It's just that this time, don't confuse the boundary between monarch and minister, and don't fall in love with this loving father again.When he is a king who welcomes and serves him, he must fully respect the relationship between father and son, protect the honor of brothers, and never drag down his mother, concubine and siblings.

Gathering his mind, he remembered that when he was 12 years old, his father was in his prime, and the only thing he cared about was Galdan, but that was three years later.Yinhu thought for a while, and replied loudly: "My son is already grown up and doesn't want any playthings, but my son wants to ask Huang Ama for a favor. I wonder if Huang Ama is willing to help my son?"

"Oh? Eighth brother, are you old now? Hehe, let me tell you, what do you want me to do for you?" Kangxi looked at this handsome son who usually liked him very much, and thought secretly in his heart: 12 years old, It's an embarrassing age. Could it be that the child has grown up and wants to please some people around him?Still want to run some errands?I can't help but regret that I boasted first.

Yinhu lowered her eyebrows and looked back at Kangxi's words: "Huang Ama, my son Maoqindian saw Xu Kejiao's copybook a few days ago, and felt deeply ashamed. During Ahma's tour to the south, the third elder brother was fortunate to witness Gao Xueshi using a pen. His son was really envious, and begged Emperor Ama to reward his son with some ancient scriptures in the palace, so that his son could copy and practice calligraphy, so that he would not lose the ambition of the descendants of the Aixinjueluo family. .”

Kangxi was overjoyed when he heard the words. As the most sage emperor in ancient and modern times, Kangxi has always considered himself versatile in both civil and military affairs. As a father, he also paid special attention to the Manchu and Chinese calligraphy of the princes, requiring them to practice hard since childhood.The crown prince Yinreng practiced writing Chinese characters. Every time he wrote a piece of paper, he had to read it with a red brush. The third son Yinzhi, the fourth son Yinzhen, and the seventh son Yinyou also worked hard on calligraphy, which can be called a masterpiece. Proficient in this way, Yinzhi's good handwriting even made Kangxi look good in front of the officials in the upper study.Only the eighth elder brother Yinhu's brushwork is easy and down-to-earth, and he has always regretted it. Now seeing the eighth elder brother volunteering to practice calligraphy hard, he is very happy in his heart. As expected, the young bird's voice is better, clearer than fifty Xian couldn't help nodding his head and said with a smile: "When you study books, you have to learn from the ancient scriptures. When you use the pen, it is heavy, dense, dense, or slow. The scriptures written on the stele of Huashan Temple are extremely large. Although it is difficult to copy, I am not afraid of hard work, and I will copy it later. I have such a good nature, and I have done it for a long time without interruption. I will reward you."

Yinhu thanked Kangxi for the reward, took the post from the chief eunuch Liang Jiugong with his own hands, and walked out of the Qianqing Palace. Instead of handing the post to Haha Bead beside him to hold it, Yinhu carried it all the way back to Zhaoxiang's Office.

After finishing perfunctory with the emperor, Yinhu planned to go back to elder brother's place to sort out his thoughts.In the Forbidden City in February, spring is still faint, and the new shoots on the branches are not too prosperous. clam down.From the other side of the palace wall came the crown prince dressed in apricot yellow, followed by the third son Yinzhi, the fourth son Yinzhen, and the seventh son Yinyou just mentioned.