[Qing Chuan] The daily life of the seven princes

In the evening, Kangxi went to the Yonghe Palace in person. First, he looked at the two children. Concubine De was very proud. It doesn't matter how honorable the imperial concubine is. With the emperor, he is the one who favors the most.

When the imperial concubine came that day, he thought he would be reprimanded, but he didn't. The imperial concubine was very polite, but the more polite the other party was, the more guilty the concubine De was.

The imperial concubine didn't say a word about Yinzuo's grabbing Yinyou's things, she only said that Yinyou was so naughty because she and her ancestors were used to it, so don't take it to heart, Concubine De.

He also said: "A group of people hang around him all day long, and the letters sent from home are always related to Brother Qi's health and looks. When he frowns, everyone has to worry about it. If it's not as good as he is, if you make a fuss, don't think about it for everyone."

After she finished speaking, she smiled self-deprecatingly, as if her sister and sister were chatting about homework.

Concubine De is going crazy, she would rather be reprimanded than sit here and chat with her about these daily routines, it was too scary, she was so scared that she didn't dare to go out for several days, and sent someone out of the palace overnight to deliver a letter to her father and brother.

It's all right now, here comes the backer.

Unexpectedly, after watching the child sit down, Kangxi changed the subject and ordered her to be grounded for three days to reflect on the child's education.

If the teaching is not good, then find someone else to teach.

This operation of giving a candy first and then a slap really scared Concubine De into a daze.

The emperor's mind is the most difficult to guess. A few days ago, when he watched the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival, he sweetly called her boudoir name and praised their son and daughter for their good looks. Today, he will scare her with the son she cares about the most.

Concubine De thought of Imperial Concubine Huang Guifei again. After all, she is cousins ​​and a family. She is nothing but a slave.

Yinyou lived in Chengqian Palace for a few days, staying with Erniang and brother every day, and seeing Ama, so don't be too happy.

But some people were not happy, but within three to five days, the Compassionate Ning Palace sent people over, saying that if elder brother Seven recovered from his illness, he would send him back as soon as possible, the Empress Dowager thought about it every day.

Yinyou's childish nature, he was reluctant to part with his mother, but also wanted to accompany Mama Ukuma, cuddling in the arms of the imperial concubine for a while, but refused to leave.

The imperial concubine looked at the little son in her arms, her heart was so soft that she couldn't help but gritted her teeth and ran to beg Kangxi to send the child back.

In the end, Li Xifu said something in Yinyou's ear, and the little guy followed obediently.

On the way, the little guy jumped up and down, holding Li Xi's hand and dangling it: "The Palace of Compassion and Peace is closer to the Palace of Qianqing, so it is more convenient for me to accompany my brother to study every day."

Li Xi teased him with a smile: "The maidservant only said that it was closer, but she didn't say that the Empress Dowager would agree to let elder brother run to Qianqing Palace every day."

"Hmph, Aunt Xi is lying, it's wrong to lie."

Li Xi looked at his bun-like face and couldn't help laughing, her little master was so cute every day, there was no more gratifying job in the Forbidden City than this.

As soon as he returned to the Compassionate Ning Palace, Yinyou rushed into the empress dowager's bedroom familiarly, wobbled around, and threw himself into the old lady's arms, and said in a childish voice: "Mother Ukuma, Xiaoqi really wants to you."

The empress dowager hugged him, smiling from ear to ear: "Then why didn't Xiaoqi come back earlier to accompany Mama Ukuma."

Yinyou's nimble eyes turned: "Xiao Qi is sick, so I can't let Ukuma get over her illness."

The empress dowager was really warmed by this little guy, she knew that even the imperial concubine would not teach him these things, what Yinyou said was all from his own heart.

Yinyou slid from her arms to the ground again, stood in the middle of the room, took a stride, and waved his small fist twice in a dignified manner: "Xiao Qi will be the most brave Batulu in the Qing Dynasty, and in the future he can protect Wu Mama Kuma."

Just standing there waddling like a little duckling, his little fists were fleshy, and his serious face made him very happy, and the Compassionate Ning Palace, which had been quiet for a few days, returned to laughter and laughter.

Yinyou insisted on running to Qianqing Palace every day, besides seeing Ama, studying with his brother, and playing with Cao Yin and Nalan.

But the two of them are seriously on duty in front of the emperor, so they can't be so idle all the time.

Sometimes, Yinyou would be placed alone in the emperor's bedroom.

He had a deep obsession with the sword on the wall, every time he went to the bedroom, no matter how much the eunuch tried to dissuade him, he insisted on taking it down to make gestures.

Strange to say, when he touched the sword for the second time, he only felt a little dizzy, his body shook twice, and he actually supported the table to stand firm.

Yinyou couldn't understand what he was talking about at all, but felt a headache, holding the Seven Star Sword in his hand, and refused to let go.

He felt that this sword was very important to him, but he couldn't figure out why.

The eunuchs and maids who were waiting on the side saw the fine sweat oozing from his forehead, and thought it was because the sword was too heavy for him to hold it.

So everyone surrounded him one after another, some hugged him, some tried to take the sword from his hand, and the little eunuch named Zhao Cheng even broke his fingers.

After all, Yinyou was still a child under three years old, and with everyone's efforts, he was finally separated from Jian.

At this time, everyone looked down and saw that Brother Qi had fallen asleep.

So, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and placed him on the large dragon bed.

Yinyou saw another shadow in his dream. Although he couldn't see the shape clearly, he still recognized it as the sword spirit at a glance.

The sword spirit boasted to him: "It is indeed the reincarnation of King Jin De Xing. Although his body is weak, his mental power is still very strong."

Yinyou said: "I still don't understand."

So the sword spirit changed to a way he could understand: "Seven Stars is your sword, if you get in touch with it more, you will become the most brave Batulu in the Qing Dynasty in the future."

"Understood," Yinyou clenched his fists, "The sword is mine, and you are mine too. I am the bravest Batulu!"

"..."

Yinyou didn't hear what the sword spirit said clearly, he just felt a little itchy on his cheeks, as if something lightly swept across it.

After that, the nose was also itchy, the eyebrows were also itchy, and the nose was also itchy...

In fact, Yinyou slept very soundly this time, and he didn't get sick or have a fever. He just took a nap after playing tired.

If no one disturbed him, he could still sleep for another half an hour.

But who is this person? Ama discusses matters with the courtiers in the South Study Room, and his elder brother finishes his homework in the Hongde Hall.

Then who is this person who keeps disturbing his sleep!

The thick eyelashes trembled twice, Yinyou opened his eyes, just in time to see that the finger that had just poked the tip of his nose retracted.

What came into view was a very handsome face, between an immature child and a young boy, less than ten years old, but he had accumulated a gentle temperament and the majesty of the prince through years of study and experience. .

Yinyou sat up from the bed in surprise, threw himself into each other's arms like a kitten, and called out softly, "Brother Prince!"

The prince was raised by Kangxi's side since he was a child, and he is the most distinguished child in the Forbidden City.Although he lost his mother when he was born, he has the unique love of the emperor's father, which no other brothers and sisters have.

Kangxi paid special attention to the prince's homework. The schedule was full from Yinshi to Youshi every day. He also personally checked his reciting articles, explained his experience, and cared about his riding and shooting.

Yinyou didn't have much chance to meet this second brother on weekdays, but Kangxi would occasionally take the prince to the Palace of Compassion and Peace to pay respects to the Empress Dowager. The relationship between the two brothers has always been good.

Holding Xiaotuanzi in his arms, Yinfeng tidied up his messy clothes.

Usually, he would wait until after the application time, when Khan Ama summoned him to come to Qianqing Palace. Today, because he was practicing archery, his palm suffered a small injury. After asking the imperial doctor to bandage, he came to Qianqing Palace ahead of time.

He grew up here since he was a child, and he is very familiar with everything here. Whether it is Khan Ama's study or sleeping hall, he can enter and exit freely, and no one will stop him.

Yinfeng originally wanted to find a book in the dormitory, but he remembered that Khan Ama had flipped through it casually.

As soon as I walked into the room, I saw a little girl lying on the bed.

This is a new thing, in the prince's memory, apart from him, no other elder brother should have slept on Khan Ama's dragon bed.

Out of curiosity, Yin Reng walked lightly to the side of the bed. The little guy on the bed was sleeping soundly, so small and soft, curled up under the thin quilt, because he was lying on his side, half of his face was sunk in the soft bed. In the pillow, I don't know if there was something delicious and fun in the dream, which made the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Yinfeng recognized at a glance that this little boy was Yinyou. Except for him, none of the princes had such a big heart. He could go with the situation wherever he went, eat when he was hungry, and sleep when he lay down.

Xiaotuanzi was so cute, with a chubby face, a round nose tip, and a smooth forehead... He couldn't help it, so he stretched out his hand, poked his face, and poked his nose again .

Then, he saw Xiaotuanzi open his eyes. His big black eyes looked like glutinous rice balls in a bowl during the Lantern Festival. The exposed sesame stuffing suddenly gave people an appetite. He had already felt that feeling in his mind. Sweet taste.

Xiaotuanzi sat up suddenly, with an innocent smile on his face, happily called "Brother Prince", and threw himself into Yinrong's arms quite excitedly.

There was still wet saliva at the corner of his mouth, and all of his brains rubbed against the front of Yinrong's clothes.

It's too late for Yinreng to like such a soft, glutinous and sweet dumpling, so why would he despise him.

Yinyou raised his head and looked at the prince smiling happily. Ama, Er Niang, and Mama Ukuma all praised the prince for being very good at reading and writing, and also very good at riding and archery.

In his heart, the prince is like an idol with a holy light. In Xiaotuanzi's heart, no other brothers can compare.

Yinyou lowered his head and saw that his "idol" was wrapped in white gauze, so he frowned and asked, "What's wrong with the prince?"

Yinfeng touched his head: "I didn't cut my palm when I shot an arrow, a little injury, it's nothing serious."

Xiaotuanzi asked, "It must be very painful."

Although Yinreng is only ten years old, he still has some idol burden in his younger brother's adoring gaze, so he waved his hand quite indifferently: "It doesn't hurt."

Yinyou doesn't believe it, every time he walks, falls and breaks his knee, it hurts so much, the prince's brother cuts his palm, and the blood oozing out can still be vaguely seen on the gauze, how could it not hurt.

He tilted his head and recalled that after the fall, Aunt Xi always said that she would give him a blow, and it wouldn't hurt anymore.

So, Xiaotuanzi followed suit, took the prince's injured hand with his chubby little hands, and blew twice on his lips, as if he was afraid that his prince's brother would be hurt, the movements were gentle and gentle, clumsy and funny.

"Blow it and it won't hurt."

The prince seldom has contact with his brothers on weekdays. Even if they both study in the same study room, he and his elder brother and third younger brother have different teachers.

In his heart, he is also very clear that his identity is different from other brothers, he is the prince of the East Palace, the future emperor.

Although it is not enough to say that he is lonely, but he has already drawn a clear line with others in his heart.

At this moment, a small dumpling unexpectedly broke the boundary he had drawn for himself, and his heart instantly turned into a puddle of water, which was warm, with a hint of milky fragrance and sweetness.

At this time, Wei Zhu, the eunuch next to Kangxi, suddenly came in, bowed to Yinfeng and said: "The adults have already left, the emperor announced that the prince and the fourth elder brother are going to the South Study Room."