[Qing Chuan] The daily life of the seven princes

Yinyou gestured anxiously: "Where is the toy that the prince brother gave me?"

Li Xi asked in surprise, "What toy?"

"A bird that looks very strange," Yinyou made a circle with his index finger and thumb, and gestured on his face, "The eyes are so big!"

When he spoke, he unconsciously emphasized the word "then". Coupled with his funny movements and expressions, he made all the maids in front of the bed who were waiting for him to wash up laugh.

Seventh elder brother is so happy and cute every day, and he doesn't forget to share with them any delicious food.It is not easy to work in the deep palace, and it is their greatest blessing to be able to follow this little master.

"Oh!" Li Xi thought about it for a while, "I didn't see any big-eyed birds, my brother hasn't woken up yet."

"Why not?" Yinyou was anxious, "That's it, that's it..."

As he said that, he was caught off guard and leaned back, only to hear a "boom", he fell straight down, and then twisted his body to sit up again, but because the clothes were too thick, he tried hard for a long time, but he couldn't get up.

Li Xi and the maids next to her were taken aback. She quickly picked him up and touched the back of Yinyou's head: "My lord, is it hurting or not?"

Yinyou rubbed the back of his head indifferently: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, Aunt Xi, please help me find it, you all help me find it."

Li Xi hugged him with one arm, and took out something from under the pillow with the other hand and stuffed it into his hand: "What's the hurry, the things the prince gave are naturally taken away for you."

That tumbler is small, but very delicate, Yinyou holds it in the palm of his hand, watching it fall and stand up, fall and stand up again...

Li Xi was braiding his hair when he suddenly heard him ask, "Aunt Xi, what kind of bird is this?"

"It's an owl."

Yinyou nodded and said, "Brother Prince made a special trip to bring me an owl."

Li Xi was puzzled: "Why did the prince specially bring it to you? Maybe it's a small toy he carried around with him?"

"No, the prince's brother has long since stopped playing with toys, he must have brought them to me."

Li Xi didn't know how he got his self-confidence, so after braiding his hair, he picked him up and washed his mouth and face.

Even in the severe winter, Yinyou did not give up going to Qianqing Palace to study with his brother.

But in fact, Kangxi knew that this was just an excuse for his son, the little guy was a kid, and his main purpose was to find Cao Yin and Nalan.

However, in the dragon case, he once ordered Wei Zhu to bring over the bottle with sweet-scented osmanthus, but at some point, it has been replaced with plum blossoms.

Even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, Kangxi could still imagine the little guy kneeling on the stool, trying to insert plum blossoms into the bottle.

Therefore, as long as Ziqing and Rongruo are not on duty in the South Study Room, the laughter of the three of them will occasionally be faintly heard outside the window.Sometimes you can't hear it if you're far away.

If he can't hear it, Kangxi will ponder: "There are no rules, it's not proper. The son is his own, and he is too young to be willing to beat him. If Rong Ruo breaks Mingzhu, he won't obey. Then beat Cao Ziqing to relieve his anger."

It happened to be snowing today, and the three of them sat side by side under the corridor in the courtyard of Qianqing Palace, watching the snowflakes falling one after another, covering the glazed tiles in plain white.

Cao Yin and Nalan are one on the left and one on the right, sandwiching Yinyou in the middle.

It was a cold day, and the little one was afraid of the cold, so his neck, chin, and face were all huddled in the ermine collar of his cloak.From time to time, I raised my small head to look to the left, and then to the right, and found that the two next to me were only wearing guard uniforms, but they didn't seem to be cold at all.

Immediately Yinyou straightened his curled up body: "You are all masters protecting Ama, I also need to practice kung fu hard, so I won't be afraid of the cold when I become Batulu!"

"Ah!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Yin next to him sneezed loudly.Nalan helped him tighten the cloak: "Even a "big inner master" can catch a cold."

"Besides, in the selection of Luan Yiwei, the skill is second, and the main thing is to look at the face (not)."

Cao Yin rubbed his nose, and said very firmly: "Your Mama is scolding me."

Yinyou: "???"

Rong Ruo picked up a snowflake with his fingertips, and it turned into water with a light twirl: "I am proud of being favored."

Cao Yin couldn't help but push him: "Brother Cheng, you are jealous."

Rong Ruo sneered: "Why am I jealous of you?"

Cao Yin leaned back, keeping his buttocks delicately balanced on the railing: "I'm jealous that I'm chic and elegant."

Rong Ruo was really amused by him this time: "Go away!"

Yinyou lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Cao Yin seriously: "I, Ama, is very fierce. If he hits you, I will intercede for you."

Cao Yin picked him up and put him on his lap: "Let him beat him if he wants to. You don't need to beg for mercy."

There was a little wind in the yard, and the snow on the branches rustled down.

Cao Yin turned around with the person in his arms, and sat facing the corridor. He used his body to shield the little guy in his arms from the wind and snow, and lowered his head to ask him, "Is it still cold?"

Yinyou shook his head: "It's not cold."

Leaning against the pillar, Rong Ruo stretched out his hand to touch his little face: "Brother Qi, let's play a game."

The little guy became interested when he heard about playing games, and rubbed his hands eagerly: "What are you playing?"

Rong Ruo smiled: "Flying Flower Order."

"Flying... Hua Ling?"

"Using snow as an order, just say the poems and songs with the word 'snow'."

"I'll come first, I'll come first!" Yinyou first picked a sentence from the "Book of Songs" he is most familiar with, "I used to go, Yangliu Yiyi. Now I come to think about it, rain and snow."

Naturally, Rong Ruo also replied to him in the "Book of Songs": "The rain and snow are falling, and they will disappear when they see the old age. Don't leave it behind, and live in Loujiao."

Yinyou was only three years old, even if he had memorized poems intermittently for several months with the two of them, he hadn't even finished memorizing the "Book of Songs", compared to his reserve of poems, it was not a heavyweight.

Even with Cao Yin pointing from the sidelines, losing is inevitable.

But in the end it was Cao Yin who was punished for him, and the handsome Luan Yiwei stood on his head in the snow: "Seventh Brother, you can't lose again next time."

So, in order to make Cao Yin less punished, Yinyou began to recite poems hard.

Within a few days, Kangxi discovered that Yinzhen, who he taught himself, could not recite poems as fast as Yinyou, who was with the guards.

In the twelfth lunar month, the weather in the Forbidden City becomes even colder.With the heavy snow for several days, the afternoon riding and archery lessons in the study room could not be carried out, and it was rare for the princes to only take half a day of lessons.

As the end of the year was approaching and the government affairs of the previous dynasty were busy, Kangxi's teaching to Yinzhen was a lot more relaxed, but it was just enlightenment, practicing calligraphy, memorizing memorization, and the morning passed, and he could go back to the Qian Palace in the afternoon.

My brother left, but Yinyou refused to leave.He knew that some afternoons, Nan Huairen would come to the South Study Room to give lectures to Ama, so he made a special trip to stay for the class.

Astronomy, geography, physical chemistry, humanities and art...Nan Huairen taught Kangxi everything. Most of the lectures were in Chinese, often with some English words mixed in. Of course, sometimes it became a language class.

Sometimes, even Kangxi didn't care about the words he said, but he could firmly remember them, and the next time Nan Huairen mentioned them, he would be able to blurt them out.

Nan Huairen directly praised the seventh elder brother for his amazing talent. Not only could he speak the three languages ​​of Manchurian, Mongolian, and Khan, but he also learned English very quickly. He even proposed to Kangxi: "France is currently the most powerful empire in Europe. They brought a lot of precious Your Majesty may wish to ask two French missionaries, Zhang Cheng and Bai Jin, to teach Seventh Age French, so that they can translate these books in the future."

The emperor did not express his position. For things like translating books, let the missionaries learn Manchu to do it. Why let his prince overqualify.

The imperial concubine accidentally heard about this from Yinyou, and did not agree with Kangxi's approach.

Translation is equivalent to a second creation, and it must not be as intuitive as reading the original text.

Of course, she can understand Kangxi's approach.In the eyes of the emperor, whether it is written by Nan Huairen or the books brought by the missionaries, there are quite a few contents that he does not want his people to pry into.

Therefore, regarding this part of the content, it is better for the missionary to translate it into Manchu and only show it to him.

Yinyou didn't know about the differences between Ama and Erniang about his education. After a few times of flying flowers with Nalan, the mechanical memory of the poems suddenly became interesting.

Preventing Cao Yin from being punished for his defeat has become the biggest goal of the little guy at present.

It was Yinyou's birthday in a few days, and he happened to be born on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.

As the saying goes, after Laba is the new year, in fact, from the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, various New Year matters began to be arranged in the Forbidden City.

In Chengqian Palace, the imperial concubine is preparing a special birthday present for her son.

A few days ago, she drew up the blueprint and asked the manufacturing office to make a gadget for her.

Later, she ordered the eunuch in the palace to take the silver to the Guangchu Division to ask for some high-quality butter.

Put the grill on the pan, put the prepared batter in, and after a while, the golden and fluffy dough is ready, and then spread it with cream. Please use the mounting nozzle made by the manufacturing office at this time.

The old mother wanted to write some blessings, but her son's name had too many strokes, so she drew a little monkey with a few strokes and decorated it with some fruits.

The cake was actually very small, but Yinyou liked it very much. He lay on the table looking at it for a long time, reluctant to eat it.

The entire Chengqian Palace had never seen such a novel snack, and the court ladies and eunuchs gathered around to watch the excitement, and even Yinzhen's dog smelled it.

After watching it for a long time, Yinyou couldn't hold it back. He dipped his hands in the cream and put it in his mouth. The rich milky fragrance and dense texture made him bubbling with joy.

Then he dug a ball with his fingers and stretched it out to Yinzhen: "Brother, try it too."

Yinzhen is now a young man who has started to study, and he doesn't want to do things like licking his fingers.

Yinyou handed his finger to him again: "It's delicious, brother eat quickly."

Seeing his younger brother's innocent smiling face and expectant eyes, the fourth elder brother finally compromised.

Yinyou asked: "Is it delicious?"

Yinzhen nodded, and heard Eniang say: "I will do it for you next time."

At this moment, the imperial concubine suddenly heard the youngest son say again: "Try Baifu too."

He yelled in his heart that it was not good, and when he turned around, Yinyou's hand had already been put into the dog's mouth, and he bent down and asked Baifu, "Is it delicious?"

Pfaff: "Wow~"

Imperial Concubine: "!!!"

Yinzhen:"……"