Dragon cubs are the group pet of the Qing Palace

In the warm hall, the elder brothers sat together to discuss how to rectify the Eight Banners children according to the regulations written by everyone. On the soft couch not far from them, there was a little guy who was sleeping soundly.

"I think the policy of 'raising soldiers' in the fourth brother's charter is very good." Yinzhen said.

Nurturing soldiers means reserve soldiers.

The number of soldiers in the army is limited and cannot be expanded at will, so there are so many idlers among the children of the Eight Banners. But in Yinzhen's view, these people cannot be directly stuffed into the barracks, and they cannot be recruited in each banner. Nurturing soldiers"?

Yinti also thought the idea was good, nodded and said, "It's really good."

"Brother, your voice should be quieter." Seeing his loud voice, Yin'er subconsciously turned her head to look at the soft couch.

The little guy who was nestled under the quilt and only showed his face was not woken up, and his little face was flushed from sleeping.

However, Yin'er reminded that not only Yinti, but also the other elder brothers will lower their voices.

"I think it is also necessary to set up the Eight Banners Yamen. The people of the Eight Banners are now working in their own houses, which is too casual..."

"Indeed, the same officials, even we have to go to the yamen to check, why can they stay at home."

"Since this is the case, then the regulations concerning the Eight Banners should also be revised..."

The elder brothers discussed very seriously, except for Yin'er, who followed up with the speech twice, and gradually felt boring, so he secretly moved to Cheng An's soft couch and sat down to watch him sleep.

Yinzhen knew what kind of virtue he was, and when he noticed it, he took a glance from the corner of his eye and then looked away.

When the brothers continued to discuss, Yin'er felt a little sleepy, especially when he saw the little guy on the soft couch sleeping so soundly.

He raised his hand and yawned, suddenly wanting to lie down.

It doesn't affect anything if you lie down and listen...

Yin'e thought in her heart, after taking a look at the brothers who were still discussing non-stop, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, she simply lay down on the edge of the soft couch.

There are charcoal basins around the main hall, and the temperature is still acceptable, especially there is a small heater on the soft couch that emits heat.

Sure enough, lying down is the most comfortable in winter!

Yin'e sighed in her heart, and after lying down for a while, she wanted to cover herself with a quilt again. She looked down and saw that the quilt on the little guy was quite big, so she stretched out her hand and gently pulled it away to cover herself.

"Brother..."

As soon as the quilt moved, the little guy who had been sleeping soundly started to move too, making a fuzzy sound from his mouth.

Yin'e was startled, and quickly reached out to pat his back lightly, and waited until he was sure that he was not awakened by him before continuing to lie down with his arms around him.

"Fourth brother is right..."

"In my opinion..."

Yin'e was really only planning to lie down for a while and then get up, but the quilt was too warm, especially the "small heater" in his arms was so fragrant, soft and warm that he fell asleep unconsciously.

"Why did the tenth brother fall asleep on the couch?" Yinzhen picked up the tea cup to moisten his throat and was about to take a look at his younger brother, but first turned to Shang Yin'e's generous back.

All elder brothers heard his words and looked over, Yinti couldn't help but said: "This old ten is not afraid of squeezing Cheng'an!"

Yinfeng stood up and took a look, making sure that Cheng An was not squeezed and that the quilt was well covered before he felt relieved.

Yinzhen tried to wake Yin'er up, but he slept too soundly, and Yinzhen was afraid that he would wake up Chengan with too much movement, so he finally gave up.

Yin'er, who had a good night's sleep, woke up when the elder brothers discussed the general regulations, stretched her waist and said, "I slept so comfortably——"

Seeing him sleeping, he fell asleep, and when he woke up, he immediately lifted the quilt. Yinfeng, who has a much better temper since he was lifted, suddenly wanted to hit someone.

He was just thinking about it, Yinti had already made a move, and slapped Yin'er's arm with a slap.

It was only after Yin'e was beaten that he realized that he lifted Cheng An's quilt when he got up, and quickly helped him cover it back.

However, this series of movements still woke up the sleeping little guy. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, before his eyes were fully opened, he shouted: "Brother~"

"Hey!"

After the elder brothers agreed unanimously, Cheng An opened his eyes and smiled at them: "An An is just going to bed~"

The little guy who just woke up had a flushed face, and his voice was more milky than usual. Yinfeng directly bent down and hugged him into his arms: "Are you still sleeping or not?"

"No~" Cheng An shook his head and leaned his face into his arms.

Probably because he just woke up, the little guy is a bit clingy, and he is quieter than usual. He only answers when the brothers tease him, but he still loves to laugh.

It's getting late now, and it's snowing outside again, it's hard to go when the snow is heavy, so the elder brothers decided to go back to each mansion first.

After they left, Yinfeng also decided to send Cheng An back before the snow fell.

You can still take a sedan chair on the road from Xian'an Palace to Qianqing Palace, but you have to get off when you enter Qianqing Palace.

Before getting out of the sedan chair, Yinreng felt that the wind outside was quite strong, so he simply pulled off his cloak to wrap Chengan inside.

Cheng An probably thought it was fun, so he directly got his head in, and when Yin Reng came out of the sedan chair, he couldn't see where the little guy was at first glance.

It was very warm inside the cloak, and the light was a bit dark, but Cheng An felt both safe and fun staying inside, with a crisp laugh from his mouth.

Listening to his laughter, Yinfeng hugged him tighter, while paying attention to leaving a gap for him to breathe.

Kangxi had already finished his work, and when he found it was snowing outside, he couldn't help but walk to the window. As soon as he stood still in front of the window, he saw Yinfeng coming from a distance.

Cheng An hid in Yinfeng's cloak, and someone beside him helped to hold an umbrella, Kangxi really didn't notice him as a little guy for a while.

"Where's Cheng An?"

As soon as Yinfeng stepped into the door, Kangxi came over and asked.

"An'an is in Jieli~" the little guy poked his head out when he heard Ama ask himself.

Kangxi looked at his rosy face, and said angrily, "I don't feel too nervous."

After saying that, he looked at the picture of his youngest son huddled in the second son's cloak and felt a little funny again, and even thought of painting.

Just do it when you think of it, and after Yinreng put Chengan down to leave, Kangxi ordered people to prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstone to start painting.

"An An, I want it~"

When the little guy saw that Ama was going to draw, he immediately raised his little hand and said.

Kangxi made an agreement with him for three chapters, and he took him with him when he promised not to play with ink, not to paint on his hands and body, or to paint on the table.

Laba is the New Year.

After Cheng An drank the delicious Laba porridge, the New Year was approaching.

At the end of every year, Kangxi will take time to write some blessings, and this year is no exception.

"An Anyi wants to write a blessing~"

Kangxi had only written the word "Fu" for two days, and the little guy already knew the word, and said he wanted to write it too.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it immediately brought back Kangxi's memories of last year.

At this time last year, when Kangxi was writing the word "Fu", the little guy made a lot of trouble and pressed all the small ink-colored handprints on the stack of "Fu" characters he just wrote.

"What are you writing Fu for?" Kangxi asked after casting a glance at him.

Cheng An said without hesitation: "An An wants to send blessings to my brother~"

When Kangxi wrote the word "Fu" on the first day, the little guy asked curiously why, and he already knew that sending "Fu" is a good meaning.

Although he still doesn't understand what "meaning" means, he still understands "good". In his naive thinking, since "Fu" means "good", his brother must have it too.

"I'll write a few more for them." Kangxi said.

In previous years, not all elder brothers could receive the word "Fu" from Kangxi. After all, Kangxi still had many ministers to send, so he didn't have the time to write so much.

"An'an wants to write it by herself~"

"I still want to write by myself before I can speak clearly." Kangxi's tone was a bit disgusted, but he ordered someone to bring him his special pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Soon, a chair big enough for a little guy to step on and write was placed next to Kangxi's desk, and his special small writing brush was prepared at the same time.

Cheng'an was surrounded by Kangxi and his brothers every day, and after standing firmly on the chair, he still held his pen in a good posture, but he didn't start writing for a long time.

"Why didn't you write it?" Kangxi asked knowingly.

The little guy raised his face and looked at him: "How does Ama write?"

I don’t know how to write and I have to say I have to write it myself...

Kangxi cursed in his heart, and moved behind him to teach him.

With him in his pocket, a lucky word was quickly written, but the little guy who passively followed him with his little hand had an opinion: "An'an wants to write it by himself~"

Kangxi wanted him to write it himself, and he had to be able to.

Teach him not to want to, let him write but can't write, after tossing back and forth for a while, Kangxi wants to spank his little ass.

The little guy probably noticed it, and immediately let go of the pen and hugged him coquettishly: "Ama is the best~"

Seeing that he didn't know where to learn the "best", Kangxi, who couldn't help him, finally thought of a good idea.

He first took up a pen and wrote a hollowed-out "Fu" character on the red paper, and then asked the little guy to fill in the hollowed-out part with ink, which could barely be regarded as his own writing.

The little guy who was finally able to write "Fu" by himself was very happy, and started to concentrate on holding the brush.

"Don't write it out." Kangxi reminded him when he saw that he had smeared out all the ink.

"An'an knows~"

Cheng An promised very well, but his little hands were a little out of his control, always smearing excess ink on the outside of the word "Fu".

Kangxi looked at it for a while and didn't bother to say anything, but continued to write the hollowed out blessing characters for him.

To be honest, with this skill, he can write several blessings, and he feels somewhat helpless.

"Look, Ama~" Cheng An said excitedly after painting the first blessing.

With the foundation of Kangxi, even if the little guy puts out a lot of ink, the overall blessing is still readable, but when you look carefully, you will find that the strokes are not smooth, and the ink color is thick and thin.

"Not bad." After Kangxi praised, he handed him another one to paint.

Thinking that this was a "blessing" for his brother, Cheng An was particularly energetic, and painted one after another.

Don't look at it as just painting and filling according to the frame of the words, but for the little guy's age, it is still quite strenuous to paint a few more sheets.

"so tired……"

Cheng An couldn't help shouting tired after finishing another painting.

"Then don't write." Kangxi immediately took off the pen in his hand when he heard his words.

"Brother Da, Brother [-], Brother [-], Brother [-], Brother [-], Brother Seven...Nope!" Cheng An stretched out his hand to count the words of blessing that he "written" just now, and when he found that there were so many brothers who didn't have one, he immediately opened his eyes wide .

Kangxi was amused by his small appearance, touched his head and said: "No rush, it won't be too late to write after the break."

Chengan was quite persistent in sending "Fu" to his brothers, and in the next few days, when he thought about it, he dragged Kangxi to write "Fu" characters, so that Kangxi followed him and wrote more "Fu" characters than in previous years.

After finally writing enough "Fu" characters for his brothers, the little guy didn't stop, but continued to write.

Kangxi thought he was addicted to writing, so he didn't say anything, and prepared some more blessings for him to smear.

After Cheng An finished painting the last piece of blessing, he raised it up and said to him, "An An sent Amafu~"

To be honest, it is impossible for Kangxi to dislike seeing him writing blessings so seriously in the past few days to give to Yinti, especially when he saw him counting one by one but never reading himself.

Seeing that he finished writing the first one and gave it to himself, Kangxi was still a little touched, and he reached out to take it and said, "It's really well written."

When Cheng An heard Ama's praise, his brows and eyes crooked with a smile.

"Let's go, Ama will take you to post blessing characters." Kangxi immediately picked him up after finishing speaking.

The blessing character is usually pasted on the door. When Kangxi carried him to the outside of the main hall and was about to paste it himself, he thought that it would inevitably be exposed to the wind and sun, so he changed his mind and decided to paste it inside the door.

After Cheng An was carried back inside by him, he watched him reach out to brush the paste, and asked curiously, "Ama Yi?"

The little guy got more curious as he got older, Kangxi said: "This is paste, you can paste the word "Fu" on the door."

After finishing speaking, Kangxi simply held his little hand and took him to brush the paste together, and then took him to paste the blessing on it.

"It's beautiful~"

The little guy applauded after the blessing was pasted.

Apart from Ama and elder brother, Cheng An also wrote a lot of blessings, and filled the harem the next day to send blessings.

The little guy not only personally sent blessings to the queen mother and his mother-in-law, but also some concubines in the harem who were kind to him on weekdays.

The Empress Dowager liked this little grandson in the first place, and seeing that he was so filial at such a young age, she directly asked someone to bring a box of jade pendants and various gold gadgets for him to play with.

Kangxi had taught Chengan not to take other people's things casually, but when the queen mother told him that the elders could not refuse, the little guy immediately accepted those things without any burden, and then sweetly coaxed her to make her happier.

His mother-in-law, not to mention the Chen family who has been conferred the title of concubine Mu, sees that her son can write blessings at such a young age, even if she knows that the smearing is according to the emperor's writing, she is happy.

Those women in the lead position, such as Yifei, Defei, etc., originally treated him well because their own son liked this younger brother, but after getting in touch with him a lot, they really fell in love with this little guy who has a pleasing personality and appearance.

They all praised the blessing word Yifei from him, if they didn't know that Kangxi didn't allow him to eat more cakes, they would have brought out all the delicious food in their palace to entertain him.

Among them, Concubine Hui especially liked him, seeing him coming to give blessings, she loved him so much.

"Why is Cheng An so obedient? If your eldest brother is as considerate as you are..."

Concubine Hui wanted to sigh when she thought that if it wasn't for the blessing of this little guy in her arms, her silly son would be imprisoned for the rest of her life.

"Brother Da is not good?" Cheng An immediately raised his face with a curious expression when he heard her mentioning Brother Da.

Concubine Hui nodded affirmatively, "He's not half as good as Cheng An."

"Emiang, what did you tell Chengan about me?" Yinti happened to come over to greet her, and heard them talking about herself from a distance.

Before Concubine Hui could speak, the little guy sitting in her arms turned his head and said in a milky voice, "You said Brother Da is not good!"

Yinti cast a helpless look at his mother-in-law upon hearing the words, feeling that she did not save himself some face in front of his younger brother.

"It's useless to look at Er Niang, you are not obedient, unlike our Chengan who is obedient and affectionate." Ever since her son was released, Concubine Hui felt at ease, especially for her little benefactor, Chengan. At that time, she was not much worse than his own mother-in-law.

Yinti saw that his mother-in-law even took off the armor in her hand, hugging Cheng An like her own son, and couldn't help but said: "In this case, let Cheng An be your own son."

"I'm willing, but I'm afraid his mother won't want to change it with me." Concubine Hui saw that the little guy in her arms was interested in the armor she put on the table, so she directly took it and handed it to him to play with.

Cheng An saw her wearing this before, and tried to put it on his hand after taking it, but it was a bit too big even on his thumb, so he immediately laughed with joy.

Yinti was a little speechless when he heard his mother's words, so he said: "Chengan, come to elder brother."

The little guy was still the closest to his brother, and when he heard his voice, he immediately crawled down from Concubine Hui's arms and ran towards him.

"See, no matter how much you like him, he is also the closest to his son." Yinti stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms, and his tone was not without complacency.

Concubine Hui was happy to see her son in such high spirits and at the same time was more grateful to Cheng An, but she didn't show it on the face, instead she picked up the blessing on the side and said: "Cheng An is here to give me blessings today, you may have?"

Yinti really didn't, upon hearing this, he immediately lowered his head to look at the little guy in his arms who was trying to put the armor on his hands: "You didn't even give big brother a blessing?"

"An'an send it off!" The little guy said immediately.

"When did you send it off, why didn't the elder brother see it?"

"Ama said to send it to An An~"

Cheng An wanted to send blessings to his brother by himself, but Kangxi disagreed, so he turned to the harem to give them.

Of course, before coming to the harem, he went to the Xian'an Palace first. Yinreng was very happy to receive his blessing, and posted it in his study on the spot.

Thinking about it, Yinti understood that he couldn't leave the palace, and glanced at the blessing characters in Concubine Hui's hand, and said, "You have the ability to ask Huang Ama to write so many blessing characters for you."

It was indeed Kangxi's handwriting, and he probably didn't find anything wrong with a glance.

"It was written by An An!" Cheng An was a little unhappy when he heard his words.

Concubine Hui helped Yinti after seeing his little expression: "Obviously it was written by Cheng An, so don't talk nonsense if you don't know."

"How old is he, this is clearly Huang Ama's handwriting." Yinti said.

Concubine Hui has just learned from Liu Cai how Cheng An wrote it, so she will directly tell him with the word "Fu".

After hearing the words, Yinti stroked the head of the little guy in his arms and boasted: "It's the elder brother's fault. It turns out that Cheng An really wrote it. It's really amazing."

The little guy who got the praise suddenly laughed again, puffing out his small chest and praising himself: "An'an Yihai~"

When the mother and son heard him boasting, they looked at each other and laughed.

At the same time, Yinzhi and other elder brothers also received blessing letters sent by Kangxi.

Thanks to Chengan's blessing, Kangxi wrote a lot more blessings this year than in previous years, so he simply gave him a piece of his own when sending blessings to him.

Brothers were surprised when they saw the two blessings, but at the same time they were a little flattered. After all, it was very good to get one blessing from Huang Ama in previous years.

But when they found out that the other one was sent by Cheng An, instead of feeling disappointed, the elder brothers were even more happy, especially when they saw the ink scribbled on the word "Fu", and imagined the little guy carefully scribbling with a small brush hour.

Kangxi's blessings are generally not used to post, but are directly confessed, but the blessings sent by Cheng'an are basically posted where they are most easy to see.

After giving blessings, the year is getting closer and closer.

On New Year's Eve, Kangxi was free after sealing his pen. He took his youngest son to the Empress Dowager's Palace to pay his respects, and then took him to visit the Imperial Garden.

"An'an is gone!"

When he got to the place where he had snowball fights and made snowmen with his brothers, Cheng An pointed to the open space outside the pavilion.

In the past so long, the snow dragons and snowmen piled up before have long been buried by the snow falling behind, and slowly disappeared into the snowdrift.

"Aren't you right here?" Kangxi patted his little head and walked away from the vicinity quickly after saying that, so as not to arouse his thoughts of playing in the snow again.

"Ama, look at the flowers~"

When the little guy smelled the aroma of plum blossoms, he was soon attracted by the beautiful flowers.

"Plum plum with horns, Ling Han..."

Seeing him start to read the poem again, Kangxi, who had long been tired of listening to it, hurriedly said, "Ama will teach you a new poem."

"What?" Cheng An looked at him expectantly.

The little guy babbled and babbled for a long time and finally learned it, and then the imperial garden was filled with the sound of his milky voice reciting poems.

"There are plums and snow who are not gods, and there are people who are poetic and vulgar..."

"Sunset."

"The poem at the end of the day is full of snow, and it is very spring with Meiyi~"

After visiting the Imperial Garden and returning to the Qianqing Palace for lunch, Kangxi took a nap with the little guy. When they woke up, it was already dark, but the lights inside and outside the Qianqing Palace were brightly lit. Busy with the palace banquet on New Year's Eve.

This year's New Year's Eve palace banquet was obviously more lively than previous years, not only because there were more Yinti and Yinreng, but also because Kangxi directly brought Chengan here this time.

With a lively little guy like him, it's hard to imagine whether the atmosphere on the field is lively or not.

"Wow--"

Seeing so many delicious food on the table, and even his favorite Cuckoo Chicken, Cheng An immediately cried out.

Chinese New Year is meant to be happy, so Kangxi specially asked people to prepare a lot of his favorite food, which will see his excited little appearance with a smile on his face.

"An'an wants to eat meat~" Cheng An looked at the other meat after he finished eating the chicken.

Following his line of sight, Kangxi saw a smile in the eyes of the "flesh" he said, and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a slice and feed it to him directly.

After eating the extra delicate and soft meat in his mouth, the little guy bent his eyes and said, "The meat is delicious~"

Kangxi saw that he still thought it was meat after eating, so he laughed immediately, touched his head and said, "This is taro, not meat."

What was misunderstood by the little guy was the Lipu taro from Guangxi, which was made by the imperial chef's craftsmanship, and it was indeed more delicious than meat.