[Qing Chuan] The daily life of the seven princes

When Kangxi got closer, he saw that Yinyou had already dug a shallow hole in the soil of that place.

He stopped, frowned and looked at it for a long time. He seemed dissatisfied, and continued to dig with a small shovel.

"Xiaoqi," Kangxi stood there with his hands behind his back, asking him with a puzzled expression, "what are you doing?"

Yinyou said without raising his head, "Dig a hole."

I wondered, why is Ama so stupid, can't you see it?

Kangxi did not expect that the image of himself, a wise monarch admired by the world, in his son's heart might not be very smart.

He asked again, "What are you digging for?"

"Bury them both." Yinyou raised his head and glanced to the side.

Kangxi: "!!!"

Standing next to them were Nalan and Cao Yin, the two of them turned pale with fright, didn't Brother Qi like to pester them the most, how could the friendship established by Fei Hualing for so long be so fragile, Cao Yin was even more aggrieved : "It's pity that I suffered so much punishment for him..."

The three followed his gaze and realized that he meant to bury "Liang Shanbo" and "Ma Wencai".

Kangxi was puzzled and asked him: "Isn't this still alive and well? Why was it buried?"

Yinyou can be regarded as raised his head, and smiled sweetly at his Ama: "I'm teasing you."

"..."

This brat boy went to the house without hitting him for three days, and the old father thought: "We should let him know what the crime of deceiving the emperor is!"

Yinyou was short and small, and he didn't have much strength yet. After digging the soil for a long time with a small shovel, the hole was still very small, and he had no choice but to make do with it.

Then he carefully took out a few things from the net hanging around his waist, and sprinkled them evenly.

The three heads leaned over to look at the things scattered in the soil at the same time, Yinyou introduced to them: "I want to plant an orange tree."

Cao Yin said: "You can't grow orange trees if you put orange seeds directly in the soil."

Nalan also frowned and persuaded him: "Oranges grown in Huainan are tangerines, and those grown in Huaibei are oranges. The leaves are similar, but the taste is different. So why? The water and soil are different."

Yinyou tilted his head to express that he didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

Cao Yin patiently explained to him: "Only when an orange tree grows south of the Huaihe River can it grow into an orange tree, and when it grows north of the Huaihe River, it becomes a orange tree. The leaves are similar, but the taste of the fruit is different. The orange tree is sour and astringent. It's bitter and not tasty."

Yinyou held his small shovel and stood there silent, as if thinking about something.

Nalan concluded: "So, these oranges are all transported from the south of the Huaihe River. If they are planted here, they will not grow oranges."

Cao Yin added: "Even trees cannot be planted."

They sang and chanted, making the little guy look distressed, standing there holding a small shovel, not knowing what to do, with a lot of mud on his hands, face and clothes, it seemed that he had put in a lot of effort.

Kangxi still stood with his hands behind his back, looking at his son without saying a word.After a while, he asked: "Xiaoqi, tell Ama, why did you suddenly think of planting orange trees?"

Yinyou bit his lower lip: "This orange is delicious, sweet and sweet."

The old father patted his head, thinking that with our family’s conditions, the child would not have to plant some oranges himself if he wanted to eat some. He was just about to ask someone to go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to ask where this batch of oranges came from and if there are any more. , ask someone to send more to the Compassion Ning Palace.

"Liang Jiugong..."

As soon as Kangxi opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Yinyou's words: "Ukuma Mama likes to eat, so I want to plant an orange tree for her in the yard, so that she can often eat oranges."

Kangxi knelt down and touched his son's head, then gently wiped off the dirt on his face: "Then Ama will plant it with you?"

Yinyou shook his head: "No more, I don't want to give Ukuma so sour, astringent and bitter fruits."

His filial piety really touched the old father's heart, and Kangxi hugged his son: "Don't listen to their nonsense, the orange tree and the orange tree are not the same species at all. If you plant an orange tree, it is impossible to bear the orange fruit .”

As he said that, he took the shovel from Yinyou's hand, but the shovel was too small, obviously it was a toy specially made for children, and it felt discordant and funny in his hand.

Cao Yin lived in the south of the Yangtze River with his father Cao Xi when he was young. He was intelligent and eager to learn since he was a child. They are not resistant to cold, and when we come to our place, they cannot withstand the severe cold in winter, but I think we can find a way to make orange trees in the north also produce fruit."

Nalan also squatted on the other side of him: "The southern orange and northern trifoliate that I told you just now come from "Yanzi Chunqiu", can I tell you the complete story?"

Yinyou has always been very interested in listening to stories: "Okay, okay, let Rong Ruo and Ziqing tell me."

Kangxi pushed away the two little followers on the left and right, as if he was afraid that they would rob him of his son.

He hugged Yinyou: "Why don't you come to Qing Palace these days?"

Yinyou put his arms around his neck and said: "Emiang won't let me go, for fear that I will disturb Ama."

Kangxi hugged him and walked out of the Palace of Compassion and Ning: "Who said you're bothering me? My little Qi is the best, she doesn't make any noise, and Ama doesn't think you're bothering me at all."

Yinyou asked: "Then can I continue to go to Qianqing Palace to play with Rong Ruo and Ziqing?"

Kangxi pinched his face in dissatisfaction: "You just want to play, can Ama teach you how to read and write?"

Yinyou shook his head: "Then I'd better go back and accompany Mama Ukuma, she will miss me."

Kangxi: "..."

The attack on Yaksa City, which was occupied by the Tsarist Russian Expeditionary Force, has been officially put on the agenda, and the preliminary preparations are being carried out intensively. Officials from the six ministries and ministers of state affairs come and go in and out of the South Study Room. According to the plan, no matter the big or small things, they have to report to Kangxi.

When Kangxi was discussing matters with the ministers in the South Study Room, sometimes Nalan and Cao Yin were inside, sometimes outside, and sometimes other guards were on duty.At this time, Yinyou would come to play with the two of them, and the three of them came to the courtyard behind the main hall of Qianqing Palace, looking for a quiet place to spend time.

Spring is approaching beautifully, everything is recovering, the snow on the eaves and treetops is gradually melting, and the weather is even a bit colder than the previous days.

The three of them sat side by side on the railing of the corridor, Yinyou was still sitting in the middle, and suddenly sneezed loudly, two streams of clear snot flowed out of his nose.

He imitated Cao Yin's tone before and said, "Oh, my grandma is scolding me."

Nalan laughed to death: "You, Ama, have been messed up by the Russians now, so I don't have time to scold you now."

Cao Yin touched a handkerchief and came out to wipe his nose: "You must have caught a cold."

Yinyou doesn't care if he catches a cold or not. Anyway, he hasn't caught a cold for a long time.

He remembered the matter of planting orange trees last time, so he pulled Nalan and Cao Yin and said, "Tell me a story."

Nalan looked at the new shoots emerging from the treetops and was a little dazed. After a while, he asked, "What story?"

"The Spring and Autumn Annals of Yanzi," Cao Yin reminded, "you promised him that you would tell him."

The story cannot be told by Nalan alone, so Cao Yin was pulled in as an extra actor, playing the role of King Chu, and Nalan playing Yan Ying. Be very involved.

Nalan said: "Nowadays, when people grow up in Qi, they don't steal, but when they enter Chu, they steal. Having the water and soil without Chu makes the people good at stealing?"

Cao Yin said with a smile: "the saint is not what you want to be with Xi, but the widow is sick."

"Seventh elder brother," Nalan patted Yinyou's head, "Actually, in the story, it doesn't matter whether the orange tree will turn into a orange tree when it reaches the north. dignity."

Cao Yin interjected on the other side: "That's why the king of Chu finally called him a saint."

Yinyou bit his lower lip and thought for a long time, and finally said: "Yes, he used his talent and wisdom to maintain the dignity of his country, which is amazing. Just like my mother said that General Sabsu settled in the cold Ai Hun, leading the family to fight against the Russians is also very remarkable."

Cao Yin gave him a thumbs up and praised him: "Well said!"

Yinyou frowned, thoughtfully: "But I think it's also very important whether the orange tree will turn into a hovenia in the north."

"If orange trees can't grow south of the Huaihe River, then if people living north of the Huaihe River have never been to the south of the Huaihe River, wouldn't they be able to eat a decent orange in their entire life? It's really pitiful."

Speaking of this, the little guy lowered his head with a worried expression, as if this was really a major event that would make those who heard it sad and cry.

Cao Yin explained to him: "The water and soil in the north and the south are different, the weather is different, the crops grown are different, and the eating habits are also very different. Generally speaking, the climate in the south is better, and the south of the Yangtze River has the reputation of "land of fish and rice". No, it’s hard to get it even in the Forbidden City.”

Yinyou asked: "What's delicious in the south?"

Cao Yin counted with his fingers: "When I was young, I lived with my father in Jiangning. I visited many nearby places and tasted the delicacies there, such as steamed buns, sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice and lotus root, Dongpo pork, West Lake vinegar fish..."

Yinyou took a sip of saliva "Zi Liu" and said, "I'm hungry."

Cao Yin patted Yinyou's round belly: "Snacks."

Yinyou followed suit and patted his stomach: "A big foodie."

Nalan: "..."

Wasn't the topic they were talking about just now "Yan Zi Envoys Chu"?Yan Ying used his talent and wisdom to maintain the dignity of his country, he is a saint.

Why are you chatting and running to the top of the food?

The little one who has never been out of the Forbidden City in Dalian let out a long sigh: "Jiangnan... what kind of place is that?"

"That's a good place," Cao Yin put his hands behind his head, looked into the distance, his eyes didn't know where to fall, "The spring breeze is green on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me?"

"Cut!" Nalan gave him a disdainful look, "You were born in the capital and grew up in the capital. If I remember correctly, you have only lived in Jiangning for less than ten years. How can you have so many emotions?"

Cao Yin just smiled faintly: "Didn't I teach Brother Seven to recite poems?"

Although Yinyou understands that orange trees and orange trees are not the same species, and orange trees like the warm and humid south, they are not tolerant to severe cold, and they will freeze to death if they are planted in the north, but he is still persistent in planting an orange in the Cining Palace. Tree.

Cao Yin did what he said, went back and consulted a lot of books related to crops, and consulted a few friends from the south, and finally decided to ignore whether he could survive the winter or not, at least plant the trees first.

Under the guidance of the masters, Yinyou learned the theoretical knowledge, and then started to practice. First, he ate an orange, then saved some orange cores, soaked them in water for seven days, and then carefully tore off the outer skin.

Aunt Su Ma found him a small flowerpot and helped him plant the orange pits, watered them every day and basked in the sun, and within a few days they really started to sprout.

This made the little guy very happy, and he ran to the main hall with a small flower pot, saying that he wanted to show Ukuma Mama the orange tree he planted for her, even though the orange tree was just a trembling two-legged tree. shoots of leaves.

I even fell while browsing the threshold. Although I rolled to the ground, the small flower pot in my arms was well protected, not a single grain of soil spilled out.

Li Xi quickly picked him up, the little guy didn't care about the dust on his body, rushed to the side of the empress dowager with short legs, and pushed the flowerpot over like offering a treasure: "Look, Mama Ukuma, my The orange tree has poked its head out, next year you will have oranges to eat!"

The empress dowager was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, as long as it was a woman, she liked to be coaxed, even a woman in her 70s.No matter how many rare treasures sent by princes and ministers, it can't compare to her little seven who planted an orange tree for her.

In fact, the old man didn't like oranges that much, but the oranges sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs last time were big and sweet, so she ate two more petals, and unexpectedly remembered the little one next to her.

Several concubines said that Yinyou was a really nice child, he was quite like the emperor when he was a child, smart, filial and sensible.

Since Cao Yin mentioned Jiangnan to Yinyou last time, and talked about the delicious food and beautiful scenery there, Yinyou remembered it.

He grew up so big, the farthest place he has been to is probably the Yingtai Palace - to accompany the Empress Dowager to escape the summer heat, and he doesn't know where the south of the Yangtze River is and how far it is.

But his little head has already developed a strong interest in that place, and he really wants to visit and eat the delicacies that Cao Yin mentioned.

So, Cao Yin and Nalan discovered that the little guy who insisted that he would never read and practice calligraphy, and wanted to be Ba Tulu, was obsessed with reciting poems recently, pestering Rong Ruo to teach him many famous sentences related to Jiangnan.

After Kangxi had finished handling the affairs of the previous dynasty, it was time to be busy with the Empress Dowager's birthday.

Because the [-]th birthday of the year before last was held in a grand manner, the emperor spent a lot of thought, and the palace also spent a lot of silver taels.

The empress dowager received his filial piety, and this year she specially explained that everything should be kept simple, no big fuss is allowed, and the concubines, elder brothers and princesses in the palace, as well as Prince Yu and Prince Gong's family were invited to have a meal with everyone , just watch the show, it's lively and lively.

On the day of the birthday banquet, Baotai followed his Ama into the palace. Besides presenting a birthday present to the Empress Dowager, greeting the Empress Dowager and the Emperor, the most important thing was of course pestering Yinyou for his new toy.

Kangxi saw that Fuquan's son liked Yinyou, and he was the emperor's brother who only had this son, and he carried it like a jewel like a treasure, so he boasted: "Baotai is very smart, and he is about the same age as Xiaoqi. Come into the palace and study with Xiaoqi."

Before Prince Yu could speak, Baotai, a clever little ghost, knelt down in front of Kangxi, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"

"???"

Yinyou's eyes widened in disbelief, and he said to himself, "Did I, the client, agree to this matter?"

The little guy always feels that if he and Baotai study together, those teachers that Ama invited will be pissed off to death.

Seeing that Kangxi was in a good mood, Baotai struck again while the iron was hot: "Your Majesty, don't wait for later, it's better to do it now. I will come to the palace, and by the way, I can honor my ancestors for my Ama."

The empress dowager was so amused by this trinket, the elderly people liked this clever little thing.

Prince Yu's face was turned blue and red by his own son's anger. If he was not afraid of offending the empress dowager and the emperor, he really wanted to pick up this bastard and give him a good lesson: "Go into the palace to honor the empress dowager. It's your house, you can come in if you want?"

Yinyou next to him was very anxious, desperately giving him Ama winks, swinging his two small hands back and forth on his chest, he almost shouted: "No, no, I don't want it!"

When Kangxi received his son's "distress signal", he just glanced at Baotai and smiled regally: "Don't worry, you, Ma, still want to keep you for two more years."

Baotai was really bluffed by him, and he didn't dare to say anything.

After getting down, he pulled Yinyou's arm and shook it aggrievedly: "Brother Seven, do you not like me?"

Yinyou was dizzy from being shaken by him, and laughed dryly: "No..."

"That's why he likes me!" Baotai is really a monkey, who knows the principle of climbing along the pole, so he jumped on Yinyou and gave him a bear hug, "I like Brother Qi too!"

Two or three-year-old children are more or less strong-willed. They like to play with their older children and don't like being clinged to by their younger ones.

It's not that Yinyou doesn't like it, but that Baotai is sometimes too enthusiastic, which makes him a little at a loss.

At this time, Yinhu who was not far away saw Seventh Brother being hugged, and suddenly rushed over, without saying a word, pushed Baotai away: "He is my Seventh Brother."

Baotai is not convinced: "He is also my seventh brother."

Yinhu usually knows how to read words and expressions, and is very friendly to everyone, and is also very good at flattering people. He has never blushed with anyone.

But he usually likes his seventh brother the most. The other brothers and sisters hug and hug Yinyou.

He hugged Yinyou's left arm and shouted at Baotai: "Mine!"

Baotai hugged Yinyou's right arm, and also shouted at him: "Mine!"

"My my my!"

"It's mine too!"

Yinyou felt that his ears were about to be deafened by the two of them, and his mind was buzzing.

The little guy is only three years old, not a few months older than the two of them, and even the smallest of the three children.

At this moment, she was terrified, and her small mouth shrunk, as if she was about to cry in the next second.

At this time, suddenly a pair of gentle hands rescued him from the hands of his two younger brothers, and the little guy felt a lot more at ease when he hugged him into his arms.She hugged his neck, leaned on his shoulder, and softly called "Brother Prince".

After all, Yinfeng is the crown prince, the heir of a country, second only to the emperor.Yinhu and Baotai were still a little scared when they saw him, and bowed respectfully.

After all, these two are also younger brothers, and they are still so young. Yinfeng wanted to criticize them a few words, but he couldn't do it.He could only wave his hands with a serious expression on his face: "The show is about to begin, go back and sit down."

After finishing speaking, the prince carried Yinyou back to the side of the empress dowager, and sat down to watch a play.

Leave Yinhu and Baotai two people, you look at me, I look at you, that is the prince, you can't grab it, you'd better go back to your mothers.

This time the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet, in fact, everyone is looking forward to the evening theater session.It's not that today's song is so attractive, but it's that I'm vaguely looking forward to what amazing words Seventh Brother will say.

Because it is the birthday of the Empress Dowager, the first play is "Eight Immortals Offer Their Birthday". Legend has it that eight immortals, Li Tieguai, Zhongliquan, Zhang Guolao, Lu Dongbin, He Xiangu, Lan Caihe, Han Xiangzi and Cao Guoshu, gathered at Songbai Terrace , Looking up at the clouds, reciting congratulations.

The stage scenery is elegant and lifelike, and the pines and cypresses, longevity stones, cranes, flat peaches and auspicious clouds and mist dotted around are all real.

In fact, all the ladies were looking forward to this meeting a few days ago, not because of how exciting the repertoire was, but mainly because they wanted to see what other shocking words Seventh Brother had to say.

But Yinyou let them down. After watching several scenes, he asked the imperial concubine next to him a question: "What kind of peach is a flat peach? Why is it in every play today?"

The imperial concubine patiently explained to her son: "A flat peach is a fairy peach. It is said that eating it can prolong your life and make you immortal. In the play, it symbolizes longevity and auspiciousness."

Yinyou had never eaten this peach, but it sounded very good. He asked a series of questions: "Is it cold-resistant? Will it freeze to death in winter? Can we grow flat peaches in the north?"

Imperial Concubine: "..."

I don't know what happened to the little guy recently. I just finished planting oranges and thought about planting peaches. The old mother regretted a little. She didn't apply for an agricultural university in her previous life, so she couldn't answer her son's questions.

Yinyou said again: "I want to plant a tree for Mama Ukuma in the Palace of Compassion and Peace, so that she can have flat peaches to eat every year."

Hearing his words, the ancestor was even happier than actually eating the flat peaches, hugged him and smiled lovingly: "Since Xiao Qi moved to live with me, there is not a single day in the Compassion Ning Palace that is not filled with joy and laughter."

He Shou's repertoire was all the same, so everyone just watched it lively. Later, Yinyou didn't have much interest, so he simply went to the Royal Garden to play with his brothers and sisters.

Cao Yin and Nalan accompanied Kangxi out of the palace, because a garden was being built in the western suburbs of the capital. It was a palace that Kangxi rebuilt for himself on the basis of the "Tsinghua Garden" of the previous dynasty. From garden planning, design to construction, I can't wait to do it myself, and I have to go to see it every now and then.

Therefore, the close ministers of the DPRK and China often accompanied him out of the palace to inspect the construction of Changchun Garden.

Ama, Ziqing and Rongruo are not here, so Yinyou has less fun in Qianqing Palace.

The Luanyi guards were all taken out of the palace by Kangxi. Most of the guards on duty in the Qianqing Palace today are Yinyou, who are not familiar with them. Everyone looked serious when they saw him. Yinyou felt that they were much more boring than Rong Ruo and Ziqing.

The only person she knows is Longkodo, but Yinyou doesn't like him and doesn't want to play with him.

But Longkodo saw Yinyou from afar.In the past few days, he had asked Kangxi for leave because of some family matters, and he hadn't entered the palace for several days, so he didn't know about those turtles.

He also thought that the image in his heart should have changed by giving away three pets to his little nephew.

So, he happily walked over to say hello to him: "Long time no see, Seventh Brother!"

When Yinyou saw him now, he remembered what happened to the three turtles last time, his face was swollen into a bun, and he said angrily, "I don't want to see you."

"What's wrong?" Longkodo was puzzled, "Don't you like the three little turtles I gave you?"

He even dared to mention the three tortoises to himself, Yinyou was even more unhappy, pouted and asked him: "Last time you gave me the tortoise, why didn't you tell me which one is male and which one is female?"

Longkodo was overwhelmed by his angry little expression, and stretched out his hand to pinch his face, but was swung away by Yinyou.

He had no choice but to take back his hand, feeling that he wished: "But I can't tell the difference between male and female, is there any problem?"

Yinyou stomped his feet angrily: "You are so old and still can't tell the difference between male and female, why are you so stupid? What kind of uncle, you should be called Uncle Turtle."

The first time the little nephew called him uncle, the word "turtle" was added in front of it.Longkodo couldn't be happy no matter what, he was very tired, and this little nephew was too hard to please: "What does it have to do with age, I have never raised tortoises, how can I tell the difference between male and female?"

Yinyou didn't want to talk to him, so he turned around and left.But Longkodo followed him again: "Besides, you take it back and raise it anyway, so what does it matter if it's male or female?"

These words made Yinyou very angry, turned around and petted her and shouted: "You still said it's okay, 'Zhu Yingtai' escaped from prison, and he is still missing. 'Liang Shanbo' is now in love with 'Ma Wencai' The whole Forbidden City knows that there are two tortoises raised in the Palace of Compassion, both of which are males, and they are inseparable every day."

Longkodo couldn't hold back when he heard that Liang Shanbo and Ma Wencai fell in love with each other and slept together every day. He is still close to his uncle, but the little nephew is so cute that he can't help but want to tease him every time he sees it.

There are no maids in the Qianqing Palace, but there are many eunuchs and guards. Except for those who followed the emperor out of the palace, there are still many people left in the courtyard.Hearing him mention those two famous tortoises again at this time, even the stern-looking guard couldn't help laughing.

This made Yinyou very angry, uncle tortoise was a bad person, and those who helped him laugh at himself were also bad people.

The more Xiao Baozi thought about it, the more angry he became, he turned around and ran into Zhaoren Hall.

That was the emperor's bedroom, without the emperor's permission, even Liang Jiugong, Wei Zhu and the consultants who were in close service would not dare to enter easily.

Yinyou didn't care so much, Kangxi always doted on him, when he was with Yinzhen in class, he often fell asleep on the table, Kangxi would order someone to carry him back to Zhaoren Hall, so that he could sleep well.

It is common for him to enter and exit Zhaoren Hall, and no one dares to stop him.

As soon as he entered the back room, Yinyou saw the Seven Star Sword placed on the table.

Ever since the unreliable fairy told him in his dream that Rong Ruo would pass away in the near future, and that his mother, mother Ukuma and sixth brother would all leave him, Yinyou never wanted to talk to him again. Including the little sword spirit who had a spiritual friendship with him, he was included in the ranks of "not a good person".

Therefore, even though he came to Zhaoren Hall many times later, he never touched the Seven Star Sword again.

If he didn't touch the sword, the little sword spirit couldn't establish communication with him, so he could only lie on the table and worry.

Yinyou got on the stool and walked towards the wall, followed by the little eunuch named Zhao Cheng.Seeing his angry appearance, she wanted to comfort him a few words, but didn't know what to say, so she ran around in a hurry behind him.

Seeing that he was going to take the sword, Zhao Cheng thought of how he touched the sword a few times before, he was really crazy, either fell ill or fell down, or fell asleep unconsciously.

I always feel that it's better not to let him touch it. The emperor is not in the palace, and no one can bear what happens to the empress dowager's precious treasure.

Yinyou hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the sword in one go.Zhao Cheng was so frightened that his heart was in his throat, and he stepped forward quickly to protect Yinyou.

However, nothing happened, Yinyou slid down from the stool well, grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it out.

A layer of blue light was faintly shrouded around the sword, and the blade was sharp enough to be seen by the naked eye.

Yinyou was not as tall as a sword, so he could only drag the sword in his hand, all the way to the yard, followed by several eunuchs, panicking, wanting to stop but daring not to stop.

From the moment he picked up the sword, he heard the voice of the little sword spirit in his mind: "Wow, master, you are here, long time no see!"

Yinyou didn't speak, and replied to him in his mind: "Don't talk!"

The little sword spirit was startled: "Wow, so fierce, where are you taking me?"

Yinyou shouted at him again: "I told you not to talk!"

Little Sword Spirit asked: "Who made you angry?"

This time Yinyou ignored him and dragged his sword directly over the high threshold of Zhaoren Hall.

At this time, Longkodo was still standing in the yard, talking to several guards on duty.

At this time, I heard a whistling sound. Looking back, the little nephew came out of Zhaoren Hall dragging a sword. The blade rubbed against the ground. A series of sparks burst out from where the blade crossed.

The little sword spirit was frightened, and thought in his mind: "You are not going to fight with the imperial guards, stop quickly, stop quickly, if you can't fight, you are only three years old, you don't know anything, they But the big insider..."

The sword was indeed a bit heavy, and Yinyou couldn't pick it up, so he had to drag it all the way to Longkodo and those guards, who were just now, laughing at him mercilessly.

When Kangxi came back from Changchun Garden, he still had some doubts about an architectural drawing, and he was still listening to Lei Jinyu explaining it to him all the way back to the palace.

Lei Jinyu is the son of Lei Fafa. The father and son came from Jiangxi architectural design family "Style Lei". Responsible for presiding over the construction of Changchun Garden.

"The mortise and tenon here is like this..."

Lei Jinyu followed Kangxi to the Qianqing Palace while explaining the situation to Kangxi.He is very young, quick-witted, and explained every detail clearly.

But when he just talked about the key point, he found that the emperor who was walking in front suddenly stopped, and all the guards and eunuchs behind him also stopped, and everyone looked into the yard together.

Xiaotuanzi was angry, dragging a sword that was much taller than others, chasing and dodging several guards all over the yard: "Hmph! Don't look at me as cute, I am the bravest Batulu in the Qing Dynasty , like you, I can hit eight of them!"

Hearing Yinyou's words, Cao Yin, who was standing beside Kangxi, almost laughed out loud, but Kangxi gave him a hard look, and forced himself to hold back.

The little sword spirit was chattering in his head: "Don't brag, you can't beat any of them now!"

"You are already three years old, I plan to teach you the inner strength and mentality first. Foundation building is the first strength, and the focus is on the death of love..."

With a sound of "bang dang", the sword fell to the ground, and the world in Yinyou's mind finally became quiet.

Kangxi walked into the yard without saying a word, took the sword from Yinyou's hand, and threw it on the ground casually.

Yinyou looked up at him, eyes full of grievances.

Kangxi went to see Longkodo again, and several of them had already knelt on the ground in unison, together with the surrounding eunuchs, they also knelt down, prostrate on the ground, too frightened to make a sound.

Kangxi pointed at Longkodo, out of anger: "You still have a little bit of sense, what should you do if you hurt him?"

Long Kedo quickly kowtowed to admit his mistake: "The minister is guilty, please appease the emperor."

The emperor's anger could not be subdued for a while, so he asked Cao Yin to take these people down and hand them over to Tong Guowei for disposal, while he carried Yinyou into Zhaoren Hall.

Liang Jiugong wanted to follow in, but Kangxi sternly stopped him before he crossed the threshold: "No one is allowed to enter!"

He was so frightened that he quickly stopped at the door and stood there with a troubled expression on his face.

"Director Liang, what should we do?"

Zhao Cheng knelt in front of Liang Jiugong, almost crying in anxiety.The emperor looked very angry, he was really worried that elder brother Qi would inevitably suffer a lot of flesh and blood.

Nalan cupped his hands to Lei Jinyu: "Lord Lei, go back first, it's not too late to report this matter to the emperor some other day."

It was worth it for Lei Jinyu to see such a big scene in Qianqing Palace today, so she quickly put away the blueprints and left.

At this time, Cao Yin came in from the outside again, looked at Nalan, and asked, "Have you been beaten?"

Nalan shook his head: "I don't know."

Liang Jiugong pondered for a long while: "What should I do, hurry up to rescue the soldiers. Xiao Gu..."

He wanted to ask the consultant to go to the Compassion Ning Palace to invite the Empress Dowager, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was inappropriate. If this incident disturbed the Empress Dowager, the Emperor would not let him go.

So, he changed his words again: "Go to Chengqian Palace to invite the imperial concubine."

When Yinyou was carried into Zhaoren Hall by Ama, he was still a little confused. He knew that he had made Ama angry, but he didn't know what he did wrong.

After entering the bedroom, Kangxi put Yinyou down and sat on the kang to look at his son.

Now he is being honest, standing there with his hands behind his back and his head bowed, his big eyes are full of grievances, as if the fault is someone else's and has nothing to do with him.

The father and son just looked at each other, and the sky outside gradually darkened. Liang Jiugong, Wei Zhu, Cao Yin, and Nalan threw themselves in the yard and stood there. No movement could be heard inside, and they didn't know what was going on.