Qing Dynasty: After reading my heart, Kangxi and the Nine Dragons are united

Cough cough cough.

Yinreng reacted quickly and coughed violently, fearing that if he was a little slower, his own Khan Father would be angered by his bold Eighteenth Brother and have a stroke.

How daring! This is too daring!

After spending so many days together, Yinxuan still had a pretty good impression of him.

Seeing him coughing violently, I quickly signaled him to put me down.

Patting backs and pouring water were all very busy. "Does the second prince also think that Khan Ama's arrangement is not appropriate?"

[Speak up, speak up! Fathers and sons, if you have any dissatisfaction, you must speak up in time, so that small dissatisfaction will not accumulate into big hatred, gradually alienating you and being taken advantage of by villains...]

[The second prince is good in every way, except that he doesn’t know the importance of communication.]

Is that so?

Yinreng's eyes flickered slightly, and he kept the word "communication" firmly in his mind.

Then he shook his head gently: "No, my second brother thinks Khan Ama's arrangement is very appropriate."

Nani?

Yinxuan’s face was shocked: Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

Yinreng squatted down so that his eyes were level with his.

He said sincerely, "Eighteenth brother has been very smart since he was young, and he can learn anything, but he has become a little lazy since he got sick."

Ha ha.

Kangxi sneered: "You really know how to save face for that brat. How can he be lazy? He has become a lazy egg and doesn't want to work hard at all."

[Ah, this... Should I bow and agree, Khan Ama is very observant? Forget it, forget it, his face is too dark! If I try it, I will die. It's annoying to be the fuse in the battle for the throne among the nine princes, but I still enjoy the life of a prince.]

[Steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roast duck, roast chicken, roast goose, roast pork, roast duck, braised chicken, bacon...]

Yinxuan began to recite the menu silently in his mind, slurping loudly as he did so.

This directly and three-dimensionally deepened the impression of Kangxi and his son on him as a foodie, and helped them quickly find a way to defeat the enemy.

Yinreng was an expert at playing the good cop: "Khan Ama, don't say that. My eighteenth brother is still young. Teach him slowly, and he will understand your good intentions."

Kangxi snorted coldly: "When I was his age... Never mind, I'm leaving this out anyway. If Baotai teaches him well, his food allowance will remain the same. Otherwise, he'll just have to eat plain porridge and side dishes until he's obedient!"

During these days, Yinxuan had at least one meal a day with Kangxi or Yinreng.

The ingredients are high-end, the variety is rich, and the royal chef’s cooking skills are also at the pinnacle.

Each one of them is the greatest enjoyment for Yinxuan since he traveled through time, and is an indispensable part of his life.

Isn't it just Baotai?

he wants!

After weighing the pros and cons quickly, Yinzhen quickly turned the tables and said, "Oh! I just said a few childish words, why did Khan Ama take it seriously? Learn, learn, I will definitely learn well."

"I learn literature in the morning and martial arts in the afternoon. I also need to learn Manchu and Mongolian. I also find time to learn geometry, astronomy, etc. from Khan Ama."

The little mouth chatters and guarantees a meal.

It seems that one is striving for all-round development in morality, intelligence, physique and aesthetics.

As he spoke, he stared at Kangxi with his eyes wide open, and his desire for reward was deafening.

Kangxi:......

He obviously doesn't care about food, so how could he give birth to such a glutton?

But it’s good to have weaknesses, because having weaknesses can lure people into taking advantage of them.

Kangxi smiled and patted the little guy's head: "Good boy, you have great ambition! If you can really do it, then you can order dishes from my exclusive imperial chef. If you cook well, you can also order imperial dishes."

"Is this true?"

"The prince and Liang Jiugong are witnesses."

Yin Xuan snorted coldly: "The second brother of the crown prince is okay, but forget about Eunuch Liang, he is just a fence-sitter."

[It is true in reality and in history. After Emperor Kangxi deposed the crown prince, he soon regretted it and wanted to reinstate him, but he also wanted to save face. So he took great pains to come up with a public nomination of the crown prince, which was a clear hint to the ministers.]

[But the second prince has a bad temper and prefers the Eighth Prince, who is known as the Eighth Wise King, to his ministers. Liang Jiugong also likes him and speaks well of him time and again. With him inside and Tong Guowei, Ma Qi, Alinga, Orondai and others outside, they took advantage of the platform set up by Kangxi father and elected a result that was contrary to his wishes. How could he not be angry?]

gas!

Just thinking about the result, Kangxi was so angry that he almost died.

Good old man.

My uncle, my chief eunuch, has been corrupted by you.

Liang Jiugong, who had fallen to his knees and begged for mercy as soon as Yinzhen called his name, was a little confused: he was clearly just cooperating with the emperor's performance just now, so why was the emperor looking at him with such murderous intent, as if he was going to kill him at any time?

Ahhh~

Yinsi, who was handling official business in the Ministry of Works, sneezed violently and quickly turned the brazier on to burn more vigorously.

But I still couldn't help feeling chilled.

Could it be that Xiao Shiba has revealed some negative information about him again?

Ugh!

Ever since that little auxiliary star came into the world, he and his eldest brother, fourth brother, ninth brother, tenth brother, thirteenth brother and fourteenth brother have been living a life of misery.

Really, anytime and anywhere, I would be driven half to death by his random words.

It’s almost the Ptsd that kid mentioned.

Yinsi shook his head and sighed, thinking about saving a little more from his already meagre family fortune to buy more food and toys for the little ancestor.

Make people happy and stop complaining about them in your heart.

Even if he did say it, it was with a little sympathy and pity. At the very least, it was like talking about the crown prince or the fourth brother, criticizing Khan Ama's mistakes as well. It made them, the fathers and sons, the brothers and sisters, like crows and black pigs, all of the same blackness!

Well.

If Yinzhen knew what he was thinking, he would have to stand on tiptoe, pat him on the shoulder and praise him for being Yongzheng's lifelong enemy.

He is better at calculating than professional accountants!

No matter what everyone thought, Prince Yu Baotai went to work happily.

When he came, he was very thoughtful and brought snacks for Yinxuan.

"Here, this is a special dish made by our chef. It's called Nine Treasures and Nine Treasures. It uses nine kinds of ingredients: pork, beef, mutton, chicken, duck, goose, fish, shrimp, and crab. Peel the skin and remove the bones, then beat it repeatedly with a rolling pin..."

"Don't be fooled by its plain appearance. Take a bite and you will taste nine different flavors. It is so delicious that I guarantee you will want to eat more."

Gudong~

Yinxuan, who had heard of this dessert but had never had the pleasure of tasting it, had tears streaming down his face.

You say "Brother Baotai" but you are too polite. Why should we be so particular with our brothers?

In fact, his hands were faster than his mouth, and he declined while eating.

Before he knew it, five of the eight dim sum on the plate were gone. He stared at the remaining three, wondering how to divide them.

Kangxi's father is the biggest in the palace, and his mother is the closest to him. His two brothers from the same mother are also good. The second brother, the crown prince, treats him very well, and his eldest nephew Hongxi even lives in his yard!

It seemed like it would be a shame not to give it to anyone, but there were only three pieces of snack left.

Yinxuan was thinking hard, and if you didn't know him well, you would think he was facing some great problem of the century.

Before Baotai could say that although this thing was good, it was not something rare, he just asked the chef to make a few more plates.

This huge pot was put on him.