He Zhuer, who was standing by the side, had gone from being embarrassed at the beginning, to wanting to cover the little prince's mouth, to now looking numb.
The little prince is truly worthy of being the one who has the strength to kill the emperor!
He suspected that if he continued talking, the little prince would tell him the color of the emperor's underwear.
The damn emperor wets the bed. It's obviously because the little prince is not honest when sleeping at night and likes to roll around.
She also likes to talk loudly in her small mouth before going to bed, and then asks for water.
When everyone is asleep in the middle of the night, sooner or later, the pattern will not be clear, but a small and flavorful map will definitely be left on the emperor's pajamas.
Because of his strange sleeping posture, every time the prince wet the bed, it was the emperor who suffered.
The emperor's body was wet, but the place where the young prince slept was dry and comfortable.
This gave the little prince a wrong understanding, thinking that the emperor had wet the bed. He didn't tell him when he wet the bed, and he was wronged!
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He Zhuer couldn't help but recall the first time he saw this scene.
That was the first time the emperor encountered the prince urinating in the bed in the middle of the night.
The emperor was wearing bright yellow pajamas and indoor slippers. He stood on the ground and solemnly told His Highness the Crown Prince how he was woken up by urine while he was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night.
The little prince was wearing an apricot yellow pajamas and sitting on the dragon bed with his short legs crossed.
She furrowed her light yellow eyebrows, looking suspicious of life and crying with extreme grievance.
He also pinched his little nose in disgust and waved his hands repeatedly to refuse the emperor's approach.
At that time, the emperor was in a bad mood because of the important affairs of the court during the day.
His Highness the Crown Prince was still making trouble in the middle of the night, so the Emperor couldn't help but grab the Crown Prince, hold him down on his thigh, reach out and spank His Highness the Crown Prince's butt.
As soon as the beating was over, the emperor regretted it and His Highness cried so much!
That was truly a night of "father is kind and son is filial"!
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After finally approving the important documents, he didn't even have time to use the dinner, so he hurriedly took Liang Jiugong to the Chuxiu Palace to see Yinreng's Kangxi.
Without letting anyone report to the palace, he quietly walked into the main hall, preparing to observe the fat son and little Heshel in secret.
Even though there was a report from the palace in the morning, he was still worried that Qingyan's beating of the nanny had accidentally scared his precious son.
Unexpectedly, the old father, who had been worrying all morning, was "forced" to listen to the impromptu speech of "the broken son" as soon as he stood behind the bead curtain outside the door.
The title can be roughly summarized as: "Oh, my unreliable bastard father"
Liang Jiugong was also "forced" to stand behind the door and listen from beginning to end.
In his heart, he was "sad" for the little prince's bad luck for a minute. Maybe, tonight the Qianqing Palace will stage another martial arts show of "father is kind and son is filial"!
He watched with his own eyes as the veins on his master's neck gradually "expanded".
I can't help but recall a Chinese saying that Guard Cao once said: "You will be so angry that your face will turn red and your neck will thicken!"
Manager Liang couldn't help but wailed in his heart. Is this a scene he, Liang Jiugong, deserves to see?
Kangxi couldn't help but laughed out of anger. Seeing his "broken son" in full swing, he knew that he was well protected by little Hesser, and he wasn't scared at all.
He turned around and walked away, preparing to go to Cining Palace to have dinner with the Empress Dowager.
As soon as I walked out of Chuxiu Palace, I happened to bump into Sister Wu Ren of Shoukang Palace, who was walking slowly holding a long box in her hand.
When they got closer, they realized that the other party was originally sent by the Empress Dowager to give Qingyan her gold-wired whip as a dowry.
Kangxi:……
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After laughing enough, I guess Yinreng was basically hungry.
Qingyan is still very measured. There are big bosses everywhere in the palace, and is she worthy of hearing about the dark history of the dignified Emperor Kangxi from beginning to end?
Although I have already "passively" listened to it!
She touched Yinreng's little head, stretched out her hand, and scooped Yinreng into her arms.
"Your Highness, are you hungry? This slave is very hungry. Let's have a meal together first."
She knew that the children in the palace were well-raised. Even when they were three or four years old, they were carried around by the nannies all day long, let alone fed.
Even if she wanted Yinreng to learn to eat by himself, she would have to wait until the small tableware made for him by the Ministry of Internal Affairs was made before she could slowly teach him how to use it.
There is no wet nurse today, so it would be better for her to feed him herself.
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Qingyan looked at Yinreng's food carefully and couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the chefs in her heart.
They are all carefully prepared, light-flavored, and nutritious dishes. The only drawback is that they are not cute enough, making it difficult to attract the interest of the cubs.
She saw the milky white liquid in a small golden bowl and remembered that this was the fresh milk He Zhuer said.
She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. She knew that today's Manchus generally believed that drinking human milk was better for their health.
It is normal for children from some wealthy families to drink human milk until they are eight or nine years old.
She remembered that mother's colostrum is indeed an excellent supplement for newborns. It is not only rich in nutrients, but also contains various antibodies, which can help babies thrive better.
But as time goes by, the nutrients in mother's milk are not enough. Basically, children will be weaned when they are about one year old, and supplementary food will supplement the various nutrients they need.
Moreover, the nutritional intake of adults from drinking cow's milk is much higher than that from human milk.
Today, the Qing Dynasty has not introduced high-yielding dairy cows. The old scalpers, who are the main force of agricultural labor, are registered and strictly protected by the government.
The milk produced by the more than 20 Mongolian cows raised in the imperial palace was basically supplied to the two empress dowagers, and the rest was given to Kangxi and the young prince.
Therefore, Qingyan was very happy to see fresh milk on the table, so she was ready to reach out and feed it to Yinreng.
As soon as I picked up the bowl, I shouted in my heart: My dear, this bowl is really heavy! I’m afraid it’s not made of pure gold!
If you want the little prince to eat by himself, whether his little chubby hands can pick up these tablewares, which are either gold or silver, is a problem.
Qingyan scooped up half a spoonful of hot milk with a small golden spoon, lowered her head and blew on it, then put it towards Yinreng's mouth.
Unexpectedly, Yinreng turned his little head away.
Qingyan:???
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"Baocheng, I want to eat big meat, but I don't want to drink grandma."
Yinreng raised his little head and secretly looked at Qingyan's face.
Then she pointed to the braised pork in Qingyan’s meal on the table and said.
Qingyan followed his line of sight and found that the braised pork was neatly arranged on a carved white porcelain plate. Not only did it smell fragrant, but it also had a layer of thick soup on it, which made it even more appetizing.
Compared with the plain fish paste and the slightly fishy milk, the former is indeed more delicious.
Qingyan put down the milk and gently pinched Yinren's fleshy little chin. From his open mouth, she could see about ten small milk teeth as big as grains of rice.
Forget about the braised pork, just eat it in paste!
"Oh, in that case, your highness, let's try the braised pork."
Yinreng was very happy. When he told Khan Ama to eat meat, he would order his slaves to remove all the meat, leaving only the paste for himself.
My beautiful aunt is really easy to talk to.
Yinreng turned to look at He Zhuer excitedly.
He Zhuer was in a bit of a dilemma, but the person with the highest status here was the young prince.
Even Concubine Hesheli agreed, so he, a slave, could only abide by it.
It is estimated that after the emperor and master find out, they will cut themselves!
He Zhuer took the serving spoon and chopsticks, his hands trembling slightly, picked a small piece of meat on the plate that was more fatty than lean, and put it on the plate in front of the little prince.
Thinking of the lean meat, the little prince shouldn't be able to bite it.
He carefully cut off the braised pork slices with chopsticks, picked out a piece of fat meat that was only as big as a thumbnail and soaked in dark red soup, and prepared to put it into Yinreng's mouth.
Yinreng stretched out his little neck, clenched his little fists, and looked eagerly at the trembling little piece of meat in He Zhuer's silver chopsticks.
So excited! He is finally going to taste the big meat that Khan Ama has forbidden him to eat!
Watching the piece of meat getting closer and closer to Yinreng, it was about to be delivered to his little mouth.
Qingyan suddenly sighed and said with great regret to Bai Lu beside her:
"Bai Lu, I heard that the famous Vajra Batulu of Hulu Mountain grew up eating fish and meat paste when he was a child. Later, he not only had the ability of clairvoyance and ears, but he was also smart, smart, and very handsome!"
Bai Lu was confused. Why did Batulu have clairvoyance and ears?
Is that still a human being? Why hasn't she heard of it?
Yin Reng, who was sitting next to him and could hear clearly, was also attracted by the five words Vajra Patulu.
She didn't even bother to eat the meat on her lips, she raised her little ears and listened to Qingyan continue to talk.
Qingyan caught a glimpse of Yin Reng from the corner of her eye and quietly waved to He Zhuer secretly.
He Zhuer finally caught up with the signal sent by Qingyan this time, and moved the meat on the chopsticks in his hand away from Yinreng's mouth without leaving any trace.
After Qingyan saw it, she continued to say with regret and disgust:
"There is also the famous Marshal Tianpeng who was in charge of 360,000 heavenly soldiers and generals in the heaven. He was originally very handsome, just like His Highness, but because he ate big pieces of meat all day long when he was a child, he ended up eating it.
He looked like a big fat pig and was kicked down to earth by the Jade Emperor who loved beauty, so he had no choice but to go to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures!"
Originally, when Qingyan praised her beauty, Yinreng puffed up her chest proudly.
Mother Ukumar also said that he is the most handsome little brother in the palace!
Then I heard the words "big fat pig".
Even though Yinreng has never seen a fat pig before, he can feel the "ugly" smell just from the literal meaning.
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Yinreng couldn't help but frown and looked at He Zhuer.
With a smile, He Zhuer cleverly put down the big piece of meat and used a small spoon to scoop out a full spoonful of fish paste for Yin Reng.
Yinreng also whined and made a little milky sound, just like Qingyan proving that what she was eating was paste and it was Vajra Batulu!
Qingyan couldn't help but burst out laughing. It was so cute! Is that true?
Then I realized that it was too early to be relieved.