Chapter 336 Your son has always kept you in his heart.
Chapter 336 Your son has always kept you in his heart.
As the saying goes, you can run away from the monk but not the temple. No matter how fast Yinti and the others are, can they outrun Yinzuo? It's only a few steps from Shufeng Pavilion to Qingxi Study. In the time it took Yinti and Yinreng to talk, Yinzuo arrived.
“Father, are you still going to do anything about your bandit sons? Can you believe they’re like this? My son kindly invited them to the waterside pavilion to enjoy the snow and have tea, and they just ate and took everything. They’re like a swarm of locusts, robbing my inventory. Come here, Hongxu, tell your father what the state of our warehouse is right now.”
As the son of Kangxi's most beloved son, Hongxu was well-regarded by Kangxi. Thanks to Kangxi's affection for his son, he was familiar with both Qingxi Study and Kangxi himself. When his father asked him to explain the situation of his family's storeroom to his father, the little guy answered without hesitation.
"Hamafa, Ama's storeroom has been emptied by my eldest uncle, second uncle, fourth uncle, ninth uncle, and my brother Hongxi."
Let's not talk about whether Yinzhuo's storeroom is empty or not. Just look at how Hongxu expresses himself. He clearly inherited his father's way of speaking. Yinzhuo was obviously very satisfied with his son's answer. As soon as Hongxu finished speaking, he continued.
“Father, your grandson is absolutely right. My warehouse was emptied by those guys. They really went too far, especially my second brother. At least my eldest brother and the others did it alone, but my second brother was so shameless. He even dragged his son along. It’s truly a case of father and son fighting side by side.”
The lawsuits were endless, with one after another every day. Kangxi patiently listened to Yinzhuo, this troublesome son, complain about his other, even more troublesome sons. He then took off his glasses from the bridge of his nose and handed them to Liang Jiugong, who was waiting nearby. He pointed to the seat opposite him, indicating that Yinzhuo should come and sit down.
"Hongxu, it's been a while since I've seen you, Grandfather. What books have you been reading lately? How's your calligraphy practice going? Liang Jiugong, come and spread out the paper. Hongxu, write a few characters so I can see how well my dear grandson's calligraphy is progressing."
Hey, what's going on? What's going on? I'm complaining to you! Your case isn't even closed yet, how come you've already written something down? What, are you playing the read-and-reply game with me? Would Yinzhuo let his father change the subject so easily? Obviously not.
"Oh dear, how did this turn into writing on paper? Father, you still haven't said what to do with the storeroom that my elder brother and his men emptied out. Dexi, come here, the young prince will take it away and send it to the Fujin. Father, if you don't give me an explanation today, I won't let this go."
As the saying goes, when one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. Kangxi truly had no way to deal with Yinzhuo. He watched as Yinzhuo placed Hongxu in Dexi's arms and shoved the two of them out of the flower hall. Enraged, Kangxi slammed the pen he was holding onto the table and waved for Liang Jiugong to leave. After all, the person who needed to write had been taken away, so who was he going to use the paper for?
"Yinzuo, you scoundrel, I see you are increasingly disregarding me now. And your elder brothers, they are getting more and more troublesome as they get older. Indeed, children are a burden. What use are you troublesome things to me?"
Seeing Kangxi so angry that he was blowing his beard and glaring at him, Yinzhu couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Sigh, if he had known his father would be so angry, he wouldn't have let Dexi take that little guy Hongxu away.
“Father, what are you saying? The reason I let Dexi take Hongxu away was because I was thinking of you. I was afraid he would learn my unreasonable ways. You said you already have enough troublesome sons, so you probably don’t want another troublesome grandson. And it’s not true that I’m starting to disregard you. Think about it, my eyes are so small, how can they hold you? I’ve always kept you in my heart.”
Don't be fooled by Kangxi's fierce appearance when he gets angry, like a raging tiger. But what is Yinzhuo all about? He's a pro at smoothing things over. Look at him, he's smoothed his father's hair down with just a few words.
"Hmph, you good-for-nothing, all you've got is a silver tongue. All you ever do is try to sweet-talk me. You keep saying you care about me, but why don't you annoy me a few more times? Go over there and pour me a cup of tea, the kind that's just the right temperature."
Yinzhuo was very skilled at serving tea and water, after all, he had been punished to do this job many times before. Upon hearing this, he walked to the side, picked up the teapot and cups, and began to fiddle with them. There are only two ways to make tea neither too hot nor too cold: one is to let it cool naturally, and the other is to mix hot and cold. Yinzhuo was best at the second method.
"Father, here comes the tea, which is just the right temperature for you. Please try it and see if the temperature is suitable. If not, I will go and adjust it for you."
Kangxi was currently pleased with Yinzhuo's words, "I have always kept you in my heart," so he naturally wouldn't nitpick and make things difficult for him. Seeing Yinzhuo hand him the teacup, he raised his hand to take it, lifted the lid, took a sip, and slowly nodded.
"Indeed, it seems that having a troublesome son like you isn't entirely useless."
What does it mean to be a little potato who can't resist praise? Just look at Yinzhuo. Even though he was just being humble and subservient to his father a moment ago, Kangxi's words had some effect, and he immediately started showing off again.
"No, Father. Let me tell you, although we sons can sometimes cause you a lot of trouble, we're not entirely useless, are we? At least we can strengthen you, challenge your temper, raise your voice, control your breathing, temper your will, accelerate your aging, and make your blood pressure soar. Thinking about it this way, don't you feel that we sons are even more troublesome?"
That's for sure. After Yinzhuo said that, Kangxi not only felt even more annoyed by his troublesome sons, but he now wanted to send them back to school for a fresh start.
"Alright, stop arguing with me. Didn't you say your elder brother and the others threw your things away? In a little while, you and Liang Jiugong can go to my storeroom and see if there's anything interesting to take. I don't usually like eating these kinds of odds and ends, so it's better to give them to you than to leave them piled up in the storeroom."
Look at what he's saying! If Yinzhi and the others heard this, they'd be furious. What do you mean by "take it if it's so rare"? What do you mean by "it's better to give it to you than to leave it in the storeroom"? It's as if he's your own son! These are the kinds of words you use to coax a child. Why have we never heard you say such things to us?
Fortunately, only Emperor Kangxi and his son Yinzhuo, along with a group of servants, were present at Qingxi Study. Since the matter was kept secret, Yinzhi and the others naturally had no way of knowing about it.
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