Dragon cubs are the group pet of the Qing Palace

Not long after Cheng An came back, the Chinese New Year was approaching, and the day before New Year's Eve, the little guy remembered that he hadn't sent blessings this year, and felt a little unhappy.

Because of him, Kangxi did not write blessings at the end of this year. He wanted to give up and wait until next year. Seeing him like this, he nodded his forehead and said, "It's not that you want to run around."

"Ama..." The little guy lay on his knees and called out to him in a drawn out voice.

That's what Kangxi said, seeing that he had been thinking about it all the time, thinking that he would not close his pen until tomorrow, so he simply took him to the study and started writing together.

"You try to write it yourself."

Thinking that he could already write some simple characters, Kangxi decided not to bother to trace the characters for him this year.

"Okay!" The little guy agreed without hesitation, but when he got ready to start writing, he suddenly raised his head, "Ama, how do you write?"

Kangxi thought he would really know how to write, and was looking forward to it. When he saw him looking over, he couldn't help but raised his hand and flicked his forehead: "I don't think you're pretending!"

"Look good." After he finished speaking, he leaned over and held the little guy's hand, leading him to write stroke by stroke, and a correct "Fu" gradually formed on the scarlet letter.

After he had almost learned it, Kangxi let him write it by himself.

Cheng An held the pen and took a deep breath before writing.

"What is this for?" Kangxi asked a little funny.

"Fourth brother said, write with concentration and calmness~"

Yinzhen did tell him this, because he saw that the little guy was not concentrating when writing, and his eyes were not on the paper.

"It made you calm down and didn't make you hold your breath." Kangxi felt a little helpless when he saw that he held his breath after taking a deep breath.

After being knocked by him, the little guy started to write properly.

Cheng An is a clever little guy, he can learn everything very quickly, and he can already write the character "Fu" well, but the shape of the characters is not so beautiful.

But at his age, it's pretty good to be able to write like this.

"The writing is just like the person." Kangxi looked at the round characters on the red paper, and then at the person who wrote them, with a smile on his voice.

After the little guy returned to the palace, a lot of people loved him, he ate and drank well, and now he has managed to gain weight, he can hold a pen, and the dimples on the back of his hand are clearly visible.

"What do you mean by writing like a person?" Cheng An raised his head curiously.

Kangxi: "Ama is praising you."

The little guy nodded, and immediately said: "Ama is also like a person~"

Kangxi has a good handwriting, but he can afford this compliment.

After confirming that he could write by himself, Kangxi did not keep staring at him, but began to write by himself.

When the study room was warm and cozy, it did not know when it was snowing outside again, and the snowflakes fluttered in the wind.

In the end, before the New Year's Eve, the little guy successfully delivered this year's blessing.

And Kangxi also handed down the blessings he wrote, which flattered the ministers who thought they would not receive blessings this year.

The lucky character that the little guy gave this year is very distinctive, the immature strokes, it can be seen that he wrote it himself, not the same as the previous two years.

When he took the letter of blessing and sent it to the harem, the queen mother and others were full of praise.

"Cheng'an's blessing is written well, and you will be blessed when you look at it."

After the queen mother finished speaking, Concubine Hui, who came to join in the fun, nodded in agreement: "The queen mother is right, Cheng An's writing is good, unlike his elder brother, the writing is dry and useless, so it is not suitable for writing blessing."

Cheng An received the compliment and a bunch of delicious food, he puffed out his small chest and said in a childlike voice: "An An will write blessings to you next time!"

"Then I'll wait." Yi Fei said with a smile.

Seeing his son's happy appearance, Mu Bin smiled and fed him a mouthful of peach cakes.

At the same time, the elder brothers also received the blessing words from the little guy, and they recognized that it was written by him at a glance.

When Yinzhen received the letter of blessing, he was examining the homework of his two sons, so Hongli and Hongzhou also saw the letter of blessing.

"Little uncle's handwriting is really round." After Hongzhou finished speaking, he saw Ama raised his eyes and glanced over, and immediately added, "The writing is really good!"

Only then did Yinzhen look back, and personally put the blessing calligraphy in the study.

When he came out of the study, Hong Zhou couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "A few days ago, Ama thought my handwriting was not good, but my little uncle likes it when he writes it like this..."

"How old is little uncle, how old are you?" Hongli glanced at him after finishing speaking, "I still have your old characters, can you compare them?"

"I'm too lazy to tell you, fourth brother." Hong Zhou was still self-aware, knowing that he might not be able to write better than his little uncle when he was young, so he ran away immediately after speaking.

The next day, it was New Year's Eve again.

The little guy is easily excited when the holidays come, and he doesn't even sleep in late, and wakes up early.

Kangxi closed his pen today, it was rare to be able to lie down for a while, seeing him wake up so early, he raised his hand and pressed him back into the quilt.

The little guy thought he was playing with himself, giggling non-stop.

After waking up and eating breakfast, Kangxi performed the pen sealing ceremony first, and then took him to the Queen Mother's Palace to pay his respects.

At noon, I stayed in the Empress Dowager's palace and had lunch with her. In the afternoon, father and son strolled leisurely in the imperial garden together.

"Ama, it's snowing here, will Yuanyuan be cold?"

When they walked around the place where Yuanyuan lived near the deer garden, the little guy raised his head and asked.

"It has wool on it, so it's warmer than you." Kangxi said with a smile when he saw that he was worrying about it.

Yuanyuan lives in a small house with a ring, and the house is covered with wooden boards and a layer of straw.

Yuanyuan, as the sheep is called, was grazing on her stomach in the house. When she heard the little guy's voice, she twitched her ears and ran out immediately. She even stood up and put her front hooves on the gate.

"What..."

Hearing Yuanyuan's cry, the little guy was about to release it immediately.

Seeing that Kangxi had no intention of stopping, the little eunuch in charge of taking care of Yuanyuan stepped forward and opened the circle door.

As soon as Yuanyuan came out, she lowered her head and moved closer to his hand.

"This is sugar, Yuanyuan, you can't eat it." The little guy put his hands behind his back.

But it turned out that Yuanyuan kept pushing towards his hand because she smelled candy in his hand.

The empress dowager gave the candy just now, even if Kangxi didn't want him to eat too much candy, he couldn't stop him. On the way to the imperial garden, he had already helped him eat a few.

After hearing his words, Kangxi said: "Who says sheep can't eat sugar, it's okay to eat some once in a while."

"But...An'an only has two candies." The little guy's tone was full of reluctance.

Kangxi thought that he didn't eat less just now, and said again: "Didn't you say you like Yuanyuan, why don't you even want to give it a piece of candy?"

Hearing this, the little guy finally handed out a piece of candy, and said: "It's not good to eat too much candy, Yuanyuan, you can just eat one."

When Kangxi heard this, he was angry and funny, thinking that he didn't feel bad when he ate it, but today is New Year's Eve, so he didn't bother to talk about him.

Just as Yuanyuan ate the candy he fed, there was a sudden "chirp" from the sky, and then a handsome Haidongqing swooped down.

After being brought back to the palace by the little guy, this sea dongqing is considered to be in a free-range state. Half of the time is fed, and the other half of the time will go to Jingshan to support itself.

"Baibai, you are not allowed to bully Yuanyuan!"

When the little guy saw it flying down, he immediately blocked Yuanyuan's face.

Haidongqing is ferocious by nature, and even has the ability to catch roe deer. If it goes all out, hunting a sheep is really not a big problem.

But obviously, the spiritual Hai Dongqing didn't really take Yuanyuan's fat sheep as prey, except for the fierce aura when he swooped down, and then he didn't seriously attack Yuanyuan at all.

You can tell from the little guy's subconscious gesture that this is not the first time.

"You are not allowed to fly!"

Seeing that Bai Bai flew up and landed directly behind Yuanyuan, and even grabbed a handful of wool with his mouth, Cheng An was so angry that he stomped his feet.

"You'll be angry if you fly An'an again!" Seeing that he couldn't stop it no matter what, the little guy puffed his cheeks and said.

Hai Dongqing didn't know if he understood what he meant, and she really folded her wings and landed on the ground, but she still moved towards Yuanyuan without slowing down.

"What..."

Yuanyuan subconsciously hid behind the little guy, and the little guy opened his hands to help it block, and even without wings, Hai Dongqing could still grab a few strands of wool from time to time.

Seeing this, Kangxi felt that Haidongqing was interesting, so he just sat down and watched them play.

"You don't want to eat Yuanyuan, can I give you candy?" The little guy couldn't run anymore, and held up the last candy in his hand.

After Hai Dongqing took the candy from his hand and ate it, he touched the purse on his waist with his beak.

Cheng An leaned close to it and whispered: "There is no jerky, Ama won't fill me with jerky."

After finishing speaking, probably because he was afraid of not believing it in vain, he opened the purse to show it. There was indeed no dried meat in it, but some golden melon seeds and golden peanuts.

After the little guy finished speaking, he finally stopped grabbing Yuanyuan and put his arms around his neck to touch its feathers.

"Chengan, come to Ama."

After Kangxi finished speaking, the little guy ran over immediately, and Hai Dongqing followed behind him.

"Go and get some meat." Kangxi seemed to like this sea dongqing quite a lot, thinking that hunting in winter is not easy, so he specially ordered.

With the little guy around, Haidongqing is quite docile, as long as it doesn't touch the place it doesn't like, Kangxi can even touch it twice.

After Hai Dongqing finished eating the meat and flew away, Kangxi also took the little guy back to Qianqing Palace.

On the way, the little guy couldn't help but mutter: "Bai Bai is really disobedient, always bullying Yuanyuan."

Seeing that he still sighed like an adult after speaking, Kangxi lowered his head and glanced at him: "I see you had a good time just now."

"No, An'an is protecting Yuanyuan!" the little guy retorted.

Kangxi chuckled, rubbed his head and said: "Then you have to protect it, otherwise such a fat sheep might be taken away by Haidongqing one day."

"Baibai's mouth is so small that he can't hold Yuanyuan in his mouth."

Kangxi just said that casually, and it would be troublesome if he took it seriously, so he echoed: "You are right, Cheng An is smart."

In the evening, after the New Year's Eve palace banquet began, the little guy saw his brothers and smiled brightly.

Kangxi knew that he couldn't sit still, so he put him down when he was half full.

Probably for the sake of the festival, recently the elder brothers finally let Yin'er go, and did not continue to target him.

For this reason, Yin'e was also very happy today, and when he saw the little guy coming down, he hugged him.

"Did Cheng An write this year's blessing?" Yinhu asked with a smile.

Cheng An leaned in Yin'e's arms and nodded: "An An wrote it herself~"

"It's really well written." Yinzhi immediately boasted.

The little guy likes to be praised. Hearing this, he immediately rolled his eyes and looked at his other brothers.

Seeing that he was asking for praise, Yinfeng laughed: "It's really good."

When he finished speaking, Yinzhen and the others also praised him one after another.

"It's much more beautiful than when your tenth brother was young." Yinzhen said.

"Ninth brother doesn't take you like this." Yin'e bowed his head after finishing speaking, "Chengan, don't believe his words, tenth brother's handwriting when he was young...is as beautiful as yours."

Cheng An nodded to save face, puffed out his small chest and said in a milky voice: "Ama Kua An'an is like a person~"

After he finished speaking, Yin'e's eyes fell on his little face that had been raised day by day after returning to the palace, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Brother Ten, what are you laughing at?" The little guy looked up when he heard the laughter.

Yin'e quickly waved his hand: "Brother Ten didn't laugh..."

Seeing that he didn't admit it, the little guy blinked but didn't ask.

This year's New Year's Eve banquet was as lively as ever, especially when the fireworks were set off, the little guy was excited to hold one older brother with his left hand and two older brothers with his right hand.

Seeing that his hands were so big, Yinzhen insisted on dragging himself and his thirteenth brother at the same time, with a somewhat helpless expression on his face.

"Fortunately, Cheng An is back..." Yin Qi was a few steps behind, seeing that the fourth brother was forced to follow along, and said with a smile.

Yinyou, who was walking beside him, nodded slightly, with a smile in his eyes.

"Fifth Brother, Seventh Brother, come quickly~" The little guy rushed forward and still didn't forget to look back at the other brothers.

"it is good."

The two people who were called out responded with one voice and quickened their pace a little.

After watching the fireworks for a while, the little guy suddenly said: "An'an wants to sit high~"

It was Yinti who asked him to sit on his shoulders before, and when he heard that he wanted to sit up high, the elder brothers couldn't help but look at each other.

Seeing that they were silent, Yin'e immediately said, "I'll come!"

"Can you do it?" Yinzhen looked at him suspiciously.

Without saying a word, Yin'e picked up Cheng An and prepared to put it on his shoulder, but after one or two pushes, he still didn't put it on.

The little guy thought he was teasing himself, and smiled so much that he showed his baby teeth.

"That, give me a hand." Finding that it couldn't be put on, Yin'er had to ask for help.

Yinhu and Yinhu stepped forward to help support the little guy, and finally successfully placed it on his shoulders.

"An'an is so tall~" The little guy sat on his brother's shoulders, moving his little feet happily.

After the new year, the little guy will be four years old, and he has raised a whole body of milk fat in winter, so the weight is not light.

Yin'e is not Yinti, let him sit for a while and then his waist starts to bend, but he still has to hold on.

"Why don't we let Cheng An come down first?" Yinhu said.

"No, I can afford it."

In the end, Yin Xiang couldn't stand it anymore, of course he was afraid that he would throw the little guy again, so he directly stretched out his hand and said, "Cheng An, Brother Thirteen will take you to sit high."

The little guy didn't pick on his brother, but obediently stretched out his hands to let him hug him down.

After Yinxiang lifted the little guy up and put it on his shoulder without help, Yinzhen couldn't help but glance at Yin'e, thinking that he was so tall for nothing.

"It's Chinese New Year, Brother Jiu, can you save me some face."

Yinzhen's expression was slightly innocent: "My lord didn't say anything."

"Do you still need to talk about that look in your eyes?" Yin'er's tone was somewhat resentful.

"Look at the fireworks!"

Yinzhen, who was celebrating Chinese New Year, didn't want to make him unhappy, so he directly changed the subject.

Tonight, Chengan once again received the New Year's money carefully prepared by his brothers, and even Yinti and Yinzhen also asked Yinti to send it along.

After returning to the dormitory, it was time for the small program after the Cheng'an New Year's Eve palace banquet - counting the lucky money.

The golden lucky money, the more the little guy counts, the happier he is.

Kangxi saw his appearance and gave him his share.

"Ama, you are so kind!" The little guy cupped his little hands and said after taking the lucky money he gave, "I wish you all the best, Ama~"

"Who taught you?" Seeing that he still learned to speak auspicious words, Kangxi smiled and patted his little head.

"My brother taught An An~"

"Say a few more words to me."

"I wish Ama a happy life and a healthy life..."

After the Chinese New Year, Yin'e began his life of confinement, while Cheng'an added "Children Learning Qionglin" and "Poems of a Thousand Families" to the content of enlightenment.

It was Yinzhen who took the time to enlighten him today, and was teaching him "Poetry of a Thousand Families".

"In spring, Shengri finds fragrance on the shore of Surabaya...Everything is always spring~"

He can't chew too much, and the little guy is still young after all, so Yinzhen put down the book as soon as he taught him a poem.

Seeing his movements, the little guy thought he could play next, but who knew he was taken behind the desk.

"Fourth brother?"

Seeing him looking at him suspiciously, Xu Zhen touched his little head and said, "Didn't Huang Ama ask you to write each word you know a hundred times? Fourth brother is free today, so I will accompany you to write for a while."

For little ones, writing is fun at the beginning, but it becomes boring when you write too much, especially when you repeat the same word a hundred times.

"An'an can't read!" The little guy who didn't want to write rolled his dark eyes and thought of a way.

If it were his own son, Yinzhen would have already scolded others, but he was just a little more serious and reasoned with the little guy in front of him: "I have to write sooner or later, it is better to finish it sooner."

"An'an, can you write again tomorrow?" Seeing that the reason for not being able to read is useless, the little guy said coquettishly.

Yinzhen shook his head: "Tomorrow will be tomorrow, there will be so many tomorrows..."

Probably because Yinzhen was really good at talking about the truth, and the little guy among the elder brothers listened to him better, so he had no choice but to pick up the pen obediently.

Seeing that the little guy was not very happy, Yinzhen rubbed his head and coaxed him, "Shall we write Cheng'an's An character today?"

The little guy was still interested in his name, so he nodded and began to write.

He wrote the strokes correctly, but seeing that the words on the paper were as round as ever, a smile overflowed in Yinzhen's eyes.

Yinzhen stood by and watched for a while, seeing that he was still serious, he didn't stare at him all the time, but took advantage of this time to practice calligraphy beside him.

Practicing calligraphy requires a quiet environment, so Liu Cai and others didn't dare to disturb them, so they all retreated and waited.

A piece of paper, the little guy, is a round An character, and when he finished writing ten characters carefully, he immediately became a little impatient.

He raised his head quietly, and found that the fourth brother was concentrating on writing and didn't pay attention to himself, so he couldn't help being lazy.

Of course, in order not to attract Yinzhen's attention, his so-called laziness is just not writing, but drawing on paper instead.

When Yinzhen finished writing a word and put down his pen to see how the little guy was writing, he saw that he had fallen asleep lying on the table, and the paper under his face was not a word, but a drawing of a person.

Although the person's head, limbs, and body are all drawn, it is barely certain that he is painting a person. Yinzhen took a second look before guessing from his suspected brush-holding movement that it might be himself.

"You were quite energetic just now, why do you feel sleepy when you write?" After Yinzhen whispered, he was still not willing to wake him up, but carried him to Luohan's bed to rest.

Yinzhen is a busy person, it is good to have time to come over to see him, and he is ready to leave after he settles down.

After ordering Liu Cai and others to take care of him, Yinzhen did not forget to take the painting with him before leaving.

When the little guy was sleeping soundly, Kangxi was talking with Yinzhen in the imperial study.

Kangxi was very interested in Western learning, so he also had some understanding of the West, but all his understanding came from missionaries.

Speaking of missionaries, the King of France, Louis XIV, was not mentioned. He was a person who liked art very much. He had no intention of coming into contact with oriental art. After ceramics, jade and other objects, he was immediately shocked and became very interested in the Qing Dynasty.

He learned that the emperor of the Qing Dynasty was interested in their Western science, so he specially sent missionaries to the Qing Dynasty with many astronomical and mathematical instruments.

Kangxi welcomed this very much. Among the missionaries, Zhang Cheng and Bai Jin were even reused by him, and in turn became special envoys of the Qing Dynasty to send Kangxi's gift back to France.

Bai Jin had a very good sense of this studious oriental emperor, and even specially wrote a "Biography of Emperor Kangxi" to praise him.

Through the missionaries, the two contemporary emperors who were separated by the vast sea had some communication.

But even so, Kangxi always believed that the vast land and resources of the Qing Dynasty were not comparable to the West. After all, it can be seen from the fact that the Westerners seemed to have never seen the world when they arrived in the Qing Dynasty, waving real money and eager to trade.

But this time Yinzhen came back from Great Britain and wrote down what he saw and heard in the notebook, which attracted Kangxi's attention.

Yinzhen has not been in Great Britain for a long time, and the only place he stays is London, but as an older brother, he still has the sensitivity that he should have. Among other things, the book "Robinson Crusoe" contains You can see what kind of country Great Britain is if you look at its colonial ideas.

Get a glimpse of the whole leopard.

Kangxi saw the other side of the West from his excerpts, so naturally he would not be indifferent.

Especially according to Yinzhen, when Great Britain discovered huge gold and silver deposits in Mexico and Peru, as long as the ship could sail there, it could transport the gold and silver back to Great Britain in a steady stream.

Of course, these words were not spoken by Yinzhen himself, but the original words he heard from a company called Nanhai Company in London.

It is precisely because of this that Kangxi took the time to pass him into the palace after the Chinese New Year.

"I allow you to do business with Western countries..."

Kangxi was not interested in learning more about Xiyang before, but now he changed his mind and wanted Yinzhen to learn more about it in the name of Tongshang.

After all, if there are really so many gold and silver deposits overseas, they Daqing naturally cannot let them go.

Of course, as an elder brother, it is impossible for Yinzhen to go to sea in person, and Kangxi just asked him to be the prime minister.

"My son obeys the order." Yinzhen saluted and accepted the order, with a feeling of finally being recognized in his heart.

After Kangxi signaled him to get up, he chatted with him about the books he brought back.

It has to be said that the reason why Kangxi paid attention to Western culture is also because of these books.

He was complacent about his proficiency in "Elements of Geometry", but he didn't expect that there were more profound mathematical contents such as analytic geometry and calculus in the West.