[Qing Chuan] The daily life of the seven princes

Hearing this, everyone present was taken aback.

Although this thing has been steamed in a pot and then mashed and mixed in the mortar, it does smell like glutinous rice.

But this is a construction site. Although I know it is made of glutinous rice, it is used to build houses.

Yinyou is simply an expert in dim sum tasting. He has eaten all the dim sum made in the imperial tea dining room, Cining Palace, Chengqian Palace, Yuqing Palace and other small kitchens.The nose is as good as that of a puppy. Glutinous rice, red bean paste, lotus seed paste, red beans... these basic ingredients, as long as he smells them, he knows whether they can eat them.

He didn't mean anything else, he just wanted to taste it, to see if the glutinous rice paste used to build a house and the glutinous rice paste used to make snacks were the same thing.

After all, he is a prince, so he can't stop him if he wants to try it.

The supervisor said in embarrassment, "You can try it, but we don't have any bowls and chopsticks here..."

Kangxi glanced at him coldly, and the overseer immediately knelt on the ground in fright: "Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

The emperor didn't even want to punish him for his crime, but was angry with his son.A well-behaved little prince, fair-looking, cute and smart, why can't he eat without opening his mouth?

When you go back, you must ask the imperial tea dining room to make some snacks for him with glutinous rice. If you don’t eat him until you are full or tired, don’t stop!

Kangxi went to hold his son's hand, and ordered in a cold voice, "Hui Luan!"

Yinyou couldn't help but look back while being held by Ama.Just as he was about to leave, suddenly a horse came galloping in the distance.

The eunuch of the Qianqing Palace is riding the horse.The man came to the Imperial Palace, got off his horse, knelt down in front of Kangxi and said, "Report to the Emperor, Empress Yifei is about to give birth."

This is Yifei's third child, and she is already very experienced.Old Wu Xusui is over six years old, and old Jiu Xusui is over two years old. The first two children gave birth smoothly, the two little princes are safe and healthy, and Concubine Yi is also in good health.

Children are born in the palace every year, and sometimes several are born.Whether it is the prince or the princess, there are no big surprises for Kangxi, the father.

He is busy with government affairs on weekdays, and according to the rules, he can't be there in person when the harem gives birth, so unless there are special circumstances, usually the child is born and he is notified to go and have a look.

Kangxi frowned, today the eunuchs ran out of the palace to report this matter to him, could it be that something happened to Concubine Yi?

For women in the harem, giving birth is the most dangerous thing.Not to mention concubines, even concubines with lower status, the prince's biological mother, Empress Renxiao, also died of dystocia.

Among the four concubines Hui, Yi, Rong and De, the only one who still has a place in Kangxi's heart is Concubine Yi.

Kangxi asked: "Has the imperial concubine gone?"

The eunuch replied: "When the imperial concubine delivered the message to the servant, she was already on her way to Yikun Palace."

Hearing that the imperial concubine had gone, Kangxi's heart calmed down a little.On this point, he still trusts his cousin. In recent years, his cousin has helped many concubines in the harem to give birth safely.

When the emperor said back to Luan, the eunuchs and guards naturally did not dare to delay, they surrounded the master and boarded the carriage.

Kangxi's face was not very good-looking along the way, Yinyou could feel his worry, and he neither spoke nor mischievous along the way, just snuggled up beside Ama quietly and accompanied him.

Kangxi closed his eyes and sat in the carriage, looking as if he was preoccupied, but actually he didn't think about anything.

As the king of a country, the ruler of this huge empire, there are not many things that can make him panic.

There are too many things he has to think about and deal with every day, such as people's livelihood issues, appointment and dismissal of officials, corruption issues, power checks and balances, Russians frequently harassing Heilongjiang's first-generation territory, and the Junggar Department wantonly expanding its sphere of influence. Qing stares at...

Compared with these things, the harem is only an insignificant part.

Apart from the empress dowager, with so many women in the harem, only the safety of the imperial concubine could affect his heart.Because that is his cousin, who has a blood bond with him.What's more, he could vaguely see the shadow of his biological mother, Concubine Tong, in the imperial concubine.Even the empress dowager didn't have this kind of treatment in his heart.

That's the aunt, and Kangxi should have no less filial piety.But after all, they are not biological mothers or adoptive mothers, and there is no mother-child relationship between them.

This is true for the empress dowager, let alone other concubines.

Suddenly, something warm covered his palm.Opening his eyes, he saw that it was Yinyou's little hand, holding his hand tightly.

The little guy raised his head and said to him: "Ama, don't worry, my mother-in-law is very powerful, she will definitely help Empress Yifei."

The son's words were like a warm current, flowing from the heart to all the limbs.

He hugged the little guy tightly in his arms, squeezed his right leg, and asked, "Are you tired after walking so much today?"

Yinyou nodded, clenched his small fist and tapped his leg twice; "It's as soft as a freshly served hair cake."

The emperor was still a little worried just now, but he was suddenly aroused by his strange metaphor.On the way back to the palace, she held her son in her arms and gently kneaded his calf.

When he returned to Qianqing Palace, he personally carried his son and put him on his pony, and told the attendants to serve him carefully, and escorted Seventh Brother back to Chengqian Palace.

Then he entered Zhaoren Hall, changed his clothes, and then rushed to Yikun Palace.

Concubine Yi has given birth twice, she is indeed experienced in this harem.

It was precisely because of Ke's previous two experiences that she realized something was wrong.

The imperial concubine stood aside, watching Concubine Yi was sweating profusely, and Granny Wen encouraged her: "Hard, hard, ma'am!"

There are many reasons why a child cannot be born, including maternal reasons and fetal reasons. The situations are varied and complicated.And I can't have a B-ultrasound to see. It's really hard to judge the specific reason.

The imperial concubine was about to lower her head to see how her cervix was opening, when she was suddenly grabbed by someone.

She looked down, the knuckles of the hand holding him were a little white due to excessive force, the skin looked pale, and the palm was full of cold sweat.

The imperial concubine raised her head and looked at her face.Yifei originally had that kind of bright and attractive appearance, like a fresh chili pepper, a bit choking, but even more attractive.

At this moment, his eyes were slack, his hair was wet with sweat, and stuck to his cheeks in a mess, and he suddenly said: "Mother, I feel that this child may not be able to die."

These words made the imperial concubine's heart unconsciously pick up: "What's wrong?"

"He... he doesn't seem to move in my stomach."

When the fetus enters the stage of labor, the child is pushed into the birth canal because of hesitant uterine contractions. Because the space is very limited, coupled with strong uterine contractions, even if the child has fetal movement, the mother will not feel it. This does not explain the problem.

The imperial concubine comforted her: "Don't worry, take a deep breath and continue to exert force."

Time dragged on until midnight, and finally the baby was born.It was a little boy, and the situation was worse than expected.Because of the lack of oxygen, her little face was bruised and purple, and she didn't cry when she was born.

Wen Po was so anxious that she lifted the child upside down and was about to slap her buttocks.

The imperial concubine hurriedly stopped her, first pried open the child's mouth, cleaned the foreign matter in the mouth, and then flipped the soles of his feet with her fingers, but after a while, the child coughed slightly, and then cried softly like a cat several times.

Hearing the child's cry, Concubine Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and she slumped on the pillow, feeling half of her life gone.

Wen Po took care of the child's umbilical cord and the filth on her body according to the imperial concubine's request, and then carried her to Concubine Yi again: "It's a little elder brother."

Concubine Yi's heart ached again when she saw the child, the little elder brother's complexion was indeed not very good-looking, his lips were blue and purple, he was not a healthy child at first glance.

The point is, if you can get in, you can still hear the gurgling sound in the child's throat when breathing.

The imperial concubine picked up the child, put her ear close to his small chest, and listened carefully to the child's heart and lungs.Sighing, he said, "I choked on the amniotic fluid, and the airway development is not very good."

Concubine Yi was in a hurry: "What can I do, can I still support myself?"

It is impossible to do inspections, and it is hard to say whether the problem is serious or not, and it is hard to say that it is not easy to support.If the airway is not fully developed, it means that the trachea and bronchi are narrowed, and a little inflammation may lead to severe wheezing, or even asthma, which is fatal anyway.

Seeing her embarrassed look, Concubine Yi also knew that the child's condition was very bad.But as a mother, she can't give up on this child, she can only resign herself to fate.

The nanny wrapped the child in swaddling clothes, while Wen Po helped Concubine Yi take care of the wound, and the maid came in with a bowl of ginseng soup for the master to drink.

Concubine Yi was also extremely tired, she took the hand of the imperial concubine, and begged earnestly: "Madam, I know you are not an ordinary person, please help this child."

The imperial concubine did not agree or refuse. The child was born like this, and the conditions were limited. She wanted to help, but she was a little powerless. Without medical conditions, she could only take good care of the child, so as to prevent the child from getting sick and grow up safely.

The imperial concubine glanced at the child again. Elder Brother Eleven seemed to be in a bad state of mind. He opened his mouth and wanted to cry but couldn't make a sound.

It was at this glance that the imperial concubine thought of her Xiaoqi.

When the mother and son first met, the little guy was in a worse condition than this, thin and small, like a skinned mouse, so ugly that even the mother-in-law didn't want to take a second look, and said that the little brother suffered, how could he survive .

Yinyou was born in the cold winter without an incubator. Although the house was burning with earth dragons, the room temperature was not up to the temperature required by premature babies, and there was a huge temperature difference in each part of the house.

No matter how thick the child is wrapped, there is no way to keep warm.

The imperial concubine stripped herself and the child naked, lay on the bed covered with a quilt, and used her own body temperature as an incubator to warm him.

When the child was born, he did not eat the milk of the nanny for a month, but only ate her milk.

She was an unmarried, single young woman who had no children. She came here to be a mother, and she was so dangerous. If she was not careful, the child might disappear at any time.

Before Yinyou was one year old, she never took her child out of Chengqian Palace, nor let anyone hug him.She never attended any banquets in the palace.

Even the nanny must strictly follow her rules to wash and disinfect her hands before holding the baby.And the nanny is not allowed to contact outsiders.

So at that time, there were rumors in the palace that the imperial concubine had been looking forward to it for so long, and finally gave birth to a son, she was a little delirious with joy, and she behaved strangely.

All day long, she refused to leave the gate, and even the emperor was rejected by her. The only ones who could enter and exit Chengqian Palace normally were a few imperial physicians from the Pediatric Department of the Imperial Hospital.

That's it, I took good care of it for a full year, and did my own food and daily life.She had just turned a dying little mouse into today's bear little by little.

In the past year, the child's health has improved, but there are so many rumors in the harem that they have already reached the ears of Kangxi and the Empress Dowager.There are all sorts of strange theories, all of which are about Brother Qi's life experience, and there are even some strange and confusing statements.

Because of the wide range of transmission, it has been difficult to find the source.

The Empress Dowager, who had ignored political affairs for a long time and only asked about the affairs of the harem, suddenly issued a decree to take the seventh elder brother to the Palace of Compassion, and let the imperial concubine continue to be in charge of the affairs of the sixth palace.

Thinking of this, the imperial concubine suddenly missed her bear child very much.It was getting late, and she was going back to Chengqian Palace.

Kangxi was sitting in the main hall, and the nanny showed Brother Eleven to him.Kangxi frowned at the first sight of his youngest son. The child's condition is not very good at first glance. According to past experience, this child may not be raised well.

No matter what, the child has already been born, and whether he can support it in the future is a matter for the future, and now he has to take good care of it.

The season of birth is quite good, it is May, the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the weather is warm but not too hot.

Kangxi wanted to go into the bedroom to see Concubine Yi, so the imperial concubine bowed out and returned to Chengqian Palace.

When he came back, Yinyou had already fallen asleep.There was still a toy given to him by the prince beside the little guy's pillow, his little hands and feet were exposed, and a thin quilt made of five layers of spun yarn was placed on his stomach, even though he was sweating profusely on his forehead.

The imperial concubine wiped him with a handkerchief, and couldn't help but leaned down and kissed his forehead.The little guy who is sleeping peacefully is the cutest in her opinion.

She reached out and brushed her son's fleshy earlobe, and laughed in a low voice: "You must grow up in peace, and don't get sick again. The old mother's heart can't stand it..."

After thinking about it, she changed her words again: "Forget it, it's better not to grow up, it's fine like this."

The little guy suddenly turned over and buried his head in her arms.A small hand wrapped around her neck, and one leg was still on her body.It was as if he treated his old mother as a pillow and refused to let her go.

The imperial concubine smiled and kissed his little face again: "If you don't let me go, I will sleep here tonight."

After saying that, she lay down on the bed lightly, and patted her son's back lightly. After a while, both mother and son fell asleep.

She was the one who clearly said that her son would sleep in a separate room when he grew up, and she was the one who rushed to sleep next to him.

Early the next morning, Yinyou woke up from his sleep, and saw Erniang as soon as he opened his eyes.She was so surprised that she immediately slapped her across the face: "Emiang, you went to the wrong room!"

The imperial concubine was still sleeping soundly, but she was slapped back to reality by his slap. She rubbed her arms and said, "You didn't go wrong."

The little guy sat on the bed, and carefully pulled the thin quilt on Er Niang's body: "This is my room, and the quilt is also mine."

The genius outside is dimly lit. There is no sunset clock in this house. According to the analysis of the imperial concubine, it should be around six o'clock in the morning, which is indeed the time for the little guy to get up and go to school.

"What's wrong with your room, what's wrong with your quilt? The whole Chengqian Palace is mine," she held her son in her arms, "You are mine too."

The little guy raised his head and gently touched her face, and said with a hey smile: "Emiang, are you reluctant to part with me?"

"Yes, yes, I can't bear you."

The little guy held Erniang's face, "baji" just took a sip, and the saliva left all night last night was unreserved, all on her face: "I don't want to part with you, but I want to drink milk now."

As he spoke, he sat up and shouted out of the room: "Aunt Xi, Aunt Xi, I want to drink milk!"

The imperial concubine couldn't help it, and slapped his little butt not lightly or hard: "Little brat!"

When Li Xi changed his clothes, Yinyou suddenly thought of something: "Er Niang Er Niang, can I ask you a question?"

The imperial concubine pinched his chin with a smile: "I love you."

The little guy immediately put his hands on top of his head, and gave the old mother a big heart: "I love you too."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Early in the morning, as long as there is this pistachio, there will be laughter every day.

"But that's not the question I wanted to ask." The little guy stood up, but almost fell off the bed when he couldn't stand still, "Oh! The legs have turned into freshly-cooked hair cakes again."

Li Xi didn't understand what kind of metaphor he was using: "What do you mean?"

"So soft."

"..."

Li Xi hurriedly hugged him, rubbed his legs, and frowned worriedly: "What's the matter, it's been half a month, why is it still not healed?"

"Alas..." The imperial concubine sat on the bed and sighed: "Where is it so fast?"

The little guy himself didn't care about this, anyway, the little sword spirit said, as long as he practiced the mental method for a year, his legs would be fine.

He was more concerned about his curious question: "Er Niang, how can we make the plants in the south grow in the north."

The imperial concubine thought for a while, and didn't intend to give him an answer directly, but asked, "Then tell me first, why plants in the south can't grow in the north."

This Yinyou knows that Ama and Ziqing both said: "Because the north is too cold, the plants in the south like a warm and humid environment."

The imperial concubine followed his words and asked: "So, you said that it's winter in the north, where is it not cold?"

The little guy tilted his head and thought for a while: "It won't be cold in the room."

The imperial concubine nodded, and the little guy suddenly realized: "Then shall we grow plants in the house?"

"Then, has the baby seen any plants that are grown in the house?"

Yinyou thought about it, there were but not many, he couldn't remember for a while: "No."

"So plants need sunlight, you just need to build a house that can keep warm and get sunlight to grow plants."

It can keep warm and bask in the sun. The little guy thought about it seriously, and suddenly laughed: "Make the wall transparent."

The imperial concubine nodded: "Yes, this is called a greenhouse. Just like you, you are a little flower in the greenhouse."

So a new problem arises - what is transparent.

The little guy struggled with this question in the morning, and finally he discovered it during class—isn't the cover on the outside of the Western clock transparent?

During the class break, Yinyou crawled over to look and look again, tapped the lid twice, and asked his master, "Rong Ruo Rongruo, what is this made of?"

"Glass."

The little guy turned around: "Can I build a house out of glass?"

"???"

Nalan couldn't keep up with his thinking: "Why use glass to build a house."

"It can keep warm and bask in the sun. We can grow southern plants in it. This is called a greenhouse."

Nalan thought about it, and it seemed that what he said was right, but he couldn't figure out why just thinking about it.

So the little guy went straight to Amati and asked, "I want to build a glass house."

Kangxi didn't know what kind of whimsical idea he had, "Why build a glass house?"

"I want to plant plants in it that are only found in the south."

"..."

The old father thought that when he thought of it, it was just a memory, so he didn't plan to pay attention to it, and told him to go to school quickly.

The little guy turned around in disappointment, took two steps, and suddenly squatted down, saying that his legs were uncomfortable and he couldn't walk anymore.The little face was wronged and turned into a steamed stuffed bun, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Kangxi: "..."

The Manufacturing Office now has its own glass kiln, but what it makes are cups, bottles, beads and other life or decorations.Plate glass is also a small piece like the cover of a Western clock, which is not enough to build a house.

So the emperor made a final decision to build a small one for him to play with, and he could really build a big one for him.

Flat glass needs to be fired in a special kiln, and it cannot be produced in a day or two, it will take some time.

At this time, another thing attracted the little guy's attention.

Hongde Hall has many Kangxi's personal collections, as well as some of his past calligraphy or paintings.Everything written by the emperor's imperial pen needs to be kept strictly and cannot be passed on.

Therefore, many poems written by Kangxi were also placed in Hongde Hall.

The little guy knows a lot of characters now, so he can find some simple books to read by himself.

At first, all he read were Tang and Song poems, or earlier poems.

On this day, I did not know where to turn out a piece of paper.There is a poem written on it, which is called: "Immediately in the Suburbs".

"At the beginning of the summer, the cicadas sing, and the sparrows fill the forest branches. Bees and butterflies dance among the flowers, and lovers don't know."

Yinyou read it several times, but he didn't know some words, so he asked Nalan about them.

After Nalan told him a few new words, the little guy immediately understood.

The first three sentences of this poem are all describing the scenery, which seems simple and easy to understand, and it is not complicated to understand.

It is the last lyrical sentence that seems a little out of place. Although a four-year-old child has learned a lot of sentences describing the emotions between men and women from the "Book of Songs", he only knows the general idea vaguely, and the specific allusions are really unclear. .

He asked Nalan, "Who wrote this poem?"

Nalan pointed to the inscription below and asked him to read it himself.

Yinyou looked at it carefully, and was about to open his mouth to read the two words, when Nalan raised his index finger and made a silent gesture on his lips.

Just kidding, that's the emperor's name, how can it be read casually.What's more, Yinyou is his son, how can he call his father's name casually.

Perhaps several other elder brothers who are similar to his age only know that Ama is the "Long Live God" in the mouth of the slaves, but they don't know what Ama's name is.

But Yinyou knew it.He grew up beside the Empress Dowager, and he often heard Mama Ukuma call Ama the emperor, grandson when he was happy, and Xuan Ye when he was serious.

The inscription below that poem is the word "Xuan Ye", isn't Xuan Ye his Ama.

"Oh!" The little guy suddenly realized, "This poem was written by me, Ama."

Nalan nodded: "That's right! Many years ago, I remember that not long after the queen passed away, we accompanied the emperor to the suburbs to relax. That's when I wrote it."

"I see. This poem was written for the first queen."

In fact, he didn't even know which former queen Nalan said "the former queen who passed away not long ago".As soon as he mentioned the first queen, he automatically brought in the crown prince's elder brother's mother.

Therefore, until he put the paper back intact, he didn't fully understand what the poem was about.

Nalan was relieved when he saw that he was carefully classifying the things. Fortunately, the little guy was not curious and pestered him to keep asking.

The weather is getting hotter day by day, and it is the annual time to go to the palace to escape the summer heat.

Before entering June, the weather in Beijing began to heat up.Kangxi has plans to tour outside the Great Wall.So he ordered people to start preparations early, and he would accompany the Empress Dowager to the Karahetun Palace in Gubeikou to escape the summer heat.

This trip was a bit far away, and there were not many people in the entourage.The empress dowager also stayed in the palace and did not go with her.

Even the empress dowager didn't go, let alone the concubines in the harem who could go out with the emperor.

But the empress dowager is old after all, and she needs someone by her side who can serve her at any time.The favorite of her old man is the imperial concubine, so she naturally wants to take it with her.

As a result, many matters in the harem were handed over to Concubine Niu Colu and Concubine Rong.The imperial concubine accompanied the empress dowager to Gubeikou to escape the summer heat.

The Empress Dowager and Imperial Concubine have all gone, it is impossible for Yinyou not to go.

Now no matter how harshly Kangxi teased him, he could no longer fool him.The little guy doesn't eat this at all, no matter what Ama says, he will definitely go to Gubeikou to escape the summer heat.

Even if Ama didn't take him there, Mama Ukuma wouldn't feel at ease leaving him alone in the palace.

Yinyou was originally out of plan.Children are prone to illness, in order to avoid trouble, Kangxi would not take a prince of his age out of the palace at all.

But this little boy is really special. It is true that he is weak and sickly, and his legs and feet are not convenient now.But the empress dowager loves him, and he is a baby boy, so he can't leave his mother-in-law for a moment.

It is not allowed to stay in the palace, so throw him to the old lady of the palace. Once he gets sick, the empress dowager and imperial concubine are not allowed to come back overnight.If there are any other problems, not to mention how distressed Kangxi is, even the Empress Dowager will not be able to spare him.

The most important thing is that Kangxi himself is reluctant to leave him in the palace without seeing him for a few months.

Anyway, there is an imperial doctor accompanying her and the imperial concubine, so just stay with her.

Apart from Yinyou, the only princes accompanying him this time are the elder brother and the prince.This time Gubeikou summer vacation and tour outside the Great Wall, the entourage is the same as when I went to Mount Wutai a few months ago.

When Kangxi went out, Cao Yin naturally had to accompany him.Seventh elder brother is not in the palace, and Nalan has nothing to do.You can only go with them.

Accompanied by a few great-grandchildren, the Empress Dowager is also in a good mood to be able to go out of the palace for a walk.

Kangxi always took care of the empress dowager's feelings, and even accompanied the emperor's grandmother in the same carriage.During the period, when you see a beautiful place, you have to stop and take a rest.

Yinyou accompanied the empress dowager, he was simply the pistachio of the ancestors.Now that he has grown up, has read books, and told many stories, he surrounds Mama Ukuma with endless words.

They sat and rested in the pavilion, and before the refreshments were served, the little guy began to introduce his greenhouse to the Empress Dowager.

"Because the Building Office said that the glass cannot be made too large, so it is impossible to build a tall house. Without a tall glass house, orange trees cannot be planted."

The little guy raised his face and asked apologetically, "Let's plant some other things first, shall we? I will plant orange trees for Aunt Ukuma after I make a bigger glass house."

The Empress Dowager was so happy that she could not close her mouth from ear to ear: "Okay, okay, with your heart, I will be happy to plant any kind of Ukuma."

At this time, the eunuch divided the tea, and Kangxi personally handed a cup to the Empress Dowager, and couldn't help but glared at his son: "Be quiet and let the ancestor rest for a while."

Who would have thought that the little guy hid behind the Empress Dowager, ignoring what he, Ama, said.

The Empress Dowager naturally protected the little one: "It's hard to go out, what are you doing so fiercely. I just love to hear him talk by my side. When I lived in my palace, I didn't mind talking about it the other day." bother."

Kangxi naturally didn't dare to speak, and sat there obediently listening to the imperial grandmother's reprimand.

What does it mean to go out after a long time? This is the second time this year.

The eldest elder brother and the prince stood neatly on the side, and it was rare to see Ama being scolded.

The Empress Dowager waved to them: "Come and sit down, both of you, drink tea and have some snacks."

Since the ancestor gave up his seat, the two of them also sat down.

Hearing the words "use dim sum", the little guy who was snuggling up next to the Empress Dowager immediately regained his spirits.He took the initiative to run over and leaned against the prince.

There happened to be a pastry steamed from glutinous rice and sugar on the plate, the prince took a piece and fed it into his mouth.

The little guy ate a delicious high point, squinted his eyes, and was as happy as a kitten.

After tasting it for a long time, I suddenly opened my eyes and said three words without beginning or end: "Glutinous rice milk."

The elder brother and the prince looked at each other, wondering why he suddenly mentioned this.

The imperial concubine didn't know either, Yinyou only discussed with her the issue of greenhouse planting, and hadn't talked about the fact that glutinous rice can be used to build houses.

The little guy took another bite of the glutinous rice cake, and his cheeks puffed up as he chewed, like a little squirrel.

After swallowing the food in his mouth, he shook the remaining half of the pastry in his hand and said, "This can be used to build a house."

"..."

The elder brother is already fourteen years old, and he is gradually entering the second year of middle school.I am not interested in this kind of sweet and greasy things, just like his Ama, the old god is holding a teacup to drink tea.

Hearing what the silly brother said, he couldn't help but glance at the stack of glutinous rice cakes.I wonder if this thing is so delicious.

He stretched out his hand to touch Yinyou's stomach, and said with a smile: "According to your food intake, building a house is not enough for you to eat for a few days."

Yinyou pursed his mouth and turned his head: "Huh! What's wrong with my food, and I didn't eat yours."

Big brother took another piece of pastry to curry favor with him: "I mean, eat as much as you can."

There were six members of their family sitting in the pavilion, and only Kangxi understood what he was talking about, so he took what happened in Changchun Garden that day as a joke and told the empress dowager.

"Look at the old ancestor. Those who don't know think that the princes in the palace can't get enough to eat, and they will eat everything they see."

The little guy immediately defended: "I didn't say I wanted to eat it, I just said I wanted to taste it."

The Empress Dowager laughed loudly when she heard it: "Going back to Chengqian Palace to go to the imperial concubine is a loss for you to eat, why do you want to taste everything."

The imperial concubine at the side was not happy: "Old Ancestor, you have wronged your concubine. Chengqian Palace has food and clothing, and you should keep him close to any good things first."

"Oh!" The little guy jumped up anxiously, "It's not what you think at all."

The prince smiled and asked him: "Then tell me, what is it like?"

The little guy sighed exaggeratedly, with a helpless feeling of "You adults don't understand me at all": "I want to try whether the glutinous rice paste used for building houses and the glutinous rice used for making snacks are the same thing."

Kangxi asked: "And then?"

The little guy asked his own question: "Why is the house built with glutinous rice stronger?"

"..."

Kangxi looked at the elder brother, and then at the prince.Both sons lowered their heads in bewilderment.

Studying took up most of the time for the two of them, and occasionally they could go out with Ama, whether it was hunting or patrolling, how could they see such specific things.

What's more, Big Brother now dislikes reading those Four Books and Five Classics more and more, but he has become interested in some military books.

The prince is just the opposite of him. He has no interest in riding and archery, kung fu, and wrestling. What he learns every day is the way of governing the country.

Kangxi looked at the two sons, they were actually quite complementary.Letting them compete is also to motivate them to study hard, not to really fight for the throne.

He has repeatedly hinted to the boss that the crown prince is the heir apparent of the East Palace, the future emperor.Don't think about things that aren't yours.

But if the elder brother spends a little time thinking about the emperor's thoughts, he should have understood this a long time ago.

Maybe he actually understands this, but he refuses to accept his fate.They are all princes, why should they be born as princes, and he can only be called a minister.

No one could answer the little guy's question, so he had to explore and find the answer by himself.

The supervisor only said that the house built by mixing glutinous rice paste into ordinary mortar is stronger, but what is the reason?

Seeing her son's tangled face, the imperial concubine suddenly took out a piece of glutinous rice cake from the plate, broke it apart with her hands, and pulled out a long strip in the middle, and the glutinous rice cake was not completely separated.

Yinyou looked at it for a long time, seemed to understand something, but also didn't seem to understand.

The imperial concubine always felt that she was born a genius, and this inspiration was enough for him to understand the principle of building a house with glutinous rice paste.

But the little guy frowned, looked at the big brother at the side, and suddenly asked: "Big brother, have you eaten the lollipop I gave you?"

Big brother: "..."

Well, why did you bring up that lollipop that is bigger than your face again!

The prince couldn't help turning his head to look at him, and suddenly felt a huge pink bow hanging on the boss's chest.