A few days later, the third elder brother Yinzhi successfully moved back to Zhongcui Palace from Chuoerji's house.
Entering August, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the cicadas are constantly chirping outside the window.
Kangxi sat on an armchair in the imperial study, quickly reading the latest military information report. When he learned that the war in Yuezhou had also entered a stalemate, he stood up from the chair and slammed the report in his hand.
He reached the ground and strode out angrily.
Liang Jiugong, who was standing diagonally behind him, was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe. He buried his head deeply and followed Kangxi's steps forward.
Since Wu Sangui proclaimed himself emperor in the south on the eve of this year's Wanshou Festival, and designated the country as "Zhou" and the era as "Zhao Wu", the morale of the rebels has increased a lot, and the war between the three feudal lords has entered instantly.
During the intense stage, the pressure on the court also doubled and surged.
By the beginning of June, Wu Sangui personally ordered 50,000 soldiers and horses to attack Yongxing, a battleground for military strategists since ancient times. In the end, he won two battles and severely damaged the Qing army. The results were very gratifying. 1
The reinforcements sent by the imperial court had not yet arrived. In July, Wu Sangui began to attack the Guangdong and Guangxi areas non-stop. Now, except for Wuzhou, almost all of Guangxi fell into Wu Sangui's hands. The Qing army had already defeated it several times.
After losing the battle, Kangxi was in a really bad mood.
However, the high temperature for days can easily make people irritable. Now the atmosphere in the former court and the harem is not very good. Some pessimistic people even think that the current situation is very critical for the Qing Dynasty, and they have already figured it out soon.
The rebels from the south fought their way forward with great fanfare. By then the city gates were lost, and the entire capital city was bleeding like a river, and it was a ruined scene.
Kangxi's thoughts had also been confused by the severe military situation.
Now he just wanted to stay with his precious son for a while and have some quiet time. However, when he hurried to the side hall, he couldn't see Yin Reng at all. He didn't even know about his little daughter sleeping in the cradle.
Where did it crawl to?
His wish failed, Kangxi became even more irritable, and asked with a gloomy face: "Where is Baocheng?"
"Back to the emperor, the prince will take Manager Xiao He and Princess Ke Jing to the Chuxiu Palace to find the imperial concubine and the fourth elder brother after class."
The little eunuch serving the prince was a little frightened by the terrifying power of the emperor, and whispered with a slightly trembling tone.
When Liang Jiugong heard this, he hurriedly stepped forward, leaned over and suggested softly and respectfully:
"Your Majesty, you have been dealing with government affairs for several hours. Why don't you take advantage of the wind blowing outside and have my servant accompany you for a walk in the imperial garden? You can also take this opportunity to rest your eyes and relax?"
"No need, go directly to Chuxiu Palace to bring Baocheng and Ke Jing back."
Kangxi didn't want to stay in the Qianqing Palace for half a quarter of an hour anymore. He turned around, opened the bead curtain, walked out of the palace gate, and walked straight to the north.
Liang Jiugong raised his sleeves to wipe the fine sweat under the brim of his hat, and quickly raised his steps to catch up with Kangxi in front.
He was still praying secretly in his heart: The atmosphere at the imperial concubine's side must be better, so that the emperor's tense nerves can be relaxed!
Kangxi naturally didn't know what his confidant eunuch was thinking. He strode along the bluestone palace road. When he saw the palace people along the way, they all hurriedly knelt down to avoid him. The golden glazed tiles on the red walls around him
It was also shining brightly under the afterglow of the setting sun, and I couldn't help but clenched the two fists on my side tightly, forcing myself to calm down.
"Withdrawing from San Francisco" was the first major thing he did independently after eradicating the powerful minister Obai's rule. He was originally under great pressure.
If the withdrawal of the vassals is successful, the imperial court's control over the entire country will be greatly enhanced, and there will no longer be the need to worry about the hidden danger that one day the San Francisco vassals will become more powerful and eat away at the Qing Dynasty step by step.
However, if this war, which cost countless manpower, material resources and time, was unfortunately defeated in the end, not only would he no longer have the confidence to see that person, but the entire world would even change hands, and Aisin Gioro would fight bloody battles for generations.
The ancestral foundation laid will also be overturned in his hands...
After going through the two outcomes clearly in his mind again, Kangxi let out a sigh of relief in his heart.
He clearly knew that now he and the Qing Dynasty had no retreat. No matter how difficult the next battle was and how high the price was, he still had to deal with these three opposite-sex vassal kings...
Liang Jiugong saw the emperor striding in front, his back straightening more and more, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that the emperor had a strong temper and would never be easily crushed.
When the master and his servant walked to the corner of the palace road near the Imperial Garden, they turned west and entered the Chuxiu Palace.
Kangxi raised his hand to stop the eunuch guarding the door from passing the message. Instead, he stood at the gate and took a deep breath to adjust his mood before crossing the threshold and walking in.
As soon as he walked into the palace gate and stood on the steps, he saw Concubine Jing and several children sitting around eating barbecue under the grape trellis by the west wall, talking and laughing.
Listening to the chirping sounds of the children, Kangxi finally felt a little better, and then he said loudly:
"You are quite happy eating here."
"Khan Ama, why are you here?"
When Yinreng heard Kangxi's voice, he quickly turned his little head away. When he saw the bright yellow figure, Ruifeng's eyes lit up and he stood up from the stool, holding the freshly roasted honey chicken wings in his hands like a gust of wind.
He trotted towards the palace gate.
Qingyan did not receive a notice from the guest room today, and now she was a little surprised to see Kangxi coming at this hour. She regretfully put the mutton skewers she had just taken two bites back on her white porcelain plate.
Then he stood up from the chair and led the palace people beside him to bow to Kangxi and salute:
"I, my concubine, pay my respects to the Emperor."
"Everyone, get up."
Kangxi said casually, then bent down and picked up his precious son who jumped up to him.
Seeing that Yin Reng's little mouth was full of oil and there was a touch of black on his fair and tender cheeks, he knew that this boy was having a great time in Chuxiu Palace.
When the father and son walked under the grape trellis, He Zhuer had already run to move a carved chair and carefully placed it in a suitable position not far or near the grill.
"Khan, Ama!"
Yin Xiaozhen, who had three black lines on his face, stood beside Qingyan's legs. When he saw Kangxi coming, he smiled and waved hello to him.
"Hey, Mama!"
Xiao Kejing, who was sitting at the dining table of the fourth child, saw Khan Ama coming. She swung her short legs happily and waved her little arms to signal Kangxi to pick her up quickly because the movement was too big.
, almost knocking over the grape juice Bai Lu put on the small table for her.
"Everyone, sit down and continue eating."
Kangxi saw that the children were so enthusiastic about seeing him, and most of the depression in his heart was relieved. He first put the little prince on the ground, then stretched out his two big hands to take the little girl out of the children's dining table and held him in his arms.
inside.
"Khan, ah, ma, eat, eat!"
The seats of Yin Xiaozhen and Yin Reng were close to each other. When he saw Qingyan turning around and returning to the main hall, Khan Ama had already sat on the chair with her fourth sister in her arms.
When Bai Lu wasn't paying attention, he hurriedly picked up a bamboo stick with three pieces of milk-flavored steamed buns on it from a rectangular plate, and then stood up from his small stool and walked away "ta da da"
When he arrived in front of Kangxi, he raised the small skewers of steamed buns in his hand and signaled Kangxi to eat them quickly.
Kangxi looked down at his youngest son, who was looking at him expectantly with a pair of bright red phoenix eyes. He felt that his youngest son was really filial, and all the remaining depression in his heart was dissipated.
Then he stretched out his big hand and took the bamboo stick handed over by Xiaosi. He didn't let Liang Jiu gong to test the poison. He opened his mouth and took a bite. Then he frowned and spit it out all at once.
When Liang Jiugong, who was standing beside him, saw the emperor's appearance, his heart skipped a beat and his eyes widened suddenly.
"Khan, Ama, is it difficult to say that you don't love to eat little sweet things?"
Seeing Kangxi spit out all the steamed bun pieces, Yin Xiaozhen tugged at the two curly hairs on his head, tilted his little head and looked at him with confusion and frustration, and asked.
Kangxi was choked by his youngest son's words. As an emperor and a grown man, it would be embarrassing if he wanted to get into the candy jar like a child all day long!
"Khan Ama doesn't like sweets, she likes meat!"
The little prince lowered his head and obediently ate the chicken wings in his hand. When he raised his head and saw the familiar milky steamed bun slices in Khan Ama's hand, he had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Oh, Sisi, remember."
Yin Xiaozhen nodded with an annoyed look on his face, and then continued to say in a milky voice:
"Next time, I'll give some sweet skewers to Khan Ahma to eat."
Kangxi ignored this little kid, but took the ice-cold pomegranate juice from Liang Jiugong, raised his neck and drank it all in one breath, then raised the bamboo stick in his hand and said in disbelief:
"This is indeed 'not sweet', but it is 'very salty'!"
"I took a bite of salt grains in my mouth. How much salt did you add to it?"
"Ah! No, it will be, right? Four-four, plus, is wrong, east, west?"
Yin Xiaozhen widened the slender Danfeng's eyes and asked in surprise.
‘Isn’t that what’s inside the noodles filled with sugar?”
Kangxi followed the direction of his youngest son's finger and saw the white porcelain jar placed on the round stone table. On the jar, he clearly wrote a large word "salt" on red paper and black ink. He felt speechless for a moment.
Awesome.
He explained to Yin Xiaozhen feebly: "Xiaosi, that's a salt jar, not a sugar jar!"
"Ah, Si Si, I don't know how to read, hey!"
Yin Xiaozhen instantly covered his face with his little hands and said loudly in shame.
Kangxi looked at his youngest son's shoulders trembling, thinking that he was scared, and he felt a little soft-hearted. He thought to himself that the silly son's intentions were good, because he loved sweets, so he thought of letting himself be like this.
The person who made Ama also tried his "sweet" skewers with a lot of "sugar" added, but Xiaosi was illiterate and mistook the "salt jar" for the "sugar jar" and made an mistake.
Kangxi, who felt that he had smoothed out all the logic, was about to speak to comfort his younger son.
Qingyan, who had a few new scarves in her arms, walked up to them, looked at the bamboo stick in Kangxi's hand and asked inexplicably:
"Does the emperor have such strong taste? Why did he get a discarded steamed bun skewer?"
"Eliminated?" Kangxi asked puzzledly.
When Yin Xiaozhen knew that his secret was revealed, he began to move quietly, preparing to find an unobstructed route to escape.
Qingyan didn't know what happened, so she explained casually:
"Yes, this milk-flavored steamed bun skewer was originally baked by Chen Concubine for Xiao Si, but Xiao Si loves sweets and insisted on adding some sugar to it. Chen Concubine and Bai Lu didn't care about him. Who knew he couldn't read?
Without asking, I opened the salt shaker and sprinkled several spoons of salt on it. I took a bite and was so salty that I immediately threw it on the plate and stopped eating."
When Kangxi heard this, he was a little dumbfounded. He lowered his head again and turned the bamboo stick in his hand. Only then did he see a very inconspicuous gap on the bottom piece of steamed bun.
It turns out that the younger son did not want to honor him, but he knew that the food was not delicious, so he came here specifically to let his old father take over...
Kangxi, who knew the truth, was so angry that he laughed out loud. He pushed his little daughter into Qingyan's arms. When he saw his little son standing on the ground, he was about to run away. He stretched out his big hand like he was catching a rabbit.
He seemed to pick him up and push him onto his thigh, then raised his hand and slapped his fleshy little buttocks.
When Yinreng, who had not been spanked for a long time, saw this scene, he put his little hands behind his back with some guilt and touched his own butt. He did not stop his younger brother. Is this considered an accomplice?
Qingyan was also a little confused, but she still felt a little distressed when she saw her son, whose face was flushed red, struggling constantly under Kangxi's big hands. She hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop her:
"Your Majesty, why don't you stop fighting now and ask Xiaosi why he did this?"
When he was irritable, a spanking would make the child instantly happy, and he would forget all the annoying government affairs. Kangxi felt that his mind was finally clear, so he stopped his hand and took the extremely aggrieved little son into his arms, and severely frightened Xiaosi.
:
"Aisin Gioro Yinzhen, honestly why did you tease Khan Ama today?"
Hearing Kangxi calling his name, Yin Xiaozhen stretched out his little hand and wiped his tears and cried louder, and said sadly and angrily:
"Woooooooooooo, it's Khan, Ah Ma, who bullied Sisi first!"
"Forty-four, we all said that we did not agree with my sister. Together, we were painted into a painting!"
"Khan, Ama, don't listen to Si Si's words, don't let Da Huzi draw us together!"
"You are unreasonable!"
"You bullied me first, wow!"
Qingyan looked at Yin Xiaozhen, who was face to face with Kangxi, sitting on his lap and facing up to the sky, crying so hard that she was about to lose her breath. She finally understood that her stupid son who loves to hold grudges thought that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
So he secretly used salty steamed buns to "revenge" Kangxi for ignoring his wishes in Cining Palace a few days ago and letting him and Xiao Kejing enter the painting together.
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