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

what's that?

In a trance, Yinsi thought he had heard it wrong.

To prevent misunderstanding, he pricked up his ears and listened twice more. That's right, beware of fire, theft and Uncle Ba. The danger to Uncle Ba is worse than fire or water.

Good guy!

He is directly listed together with the Water and Fire Thief. No, he is a more terrifying existence than the Water and Fire Thief.

The thief Lao Si not only gave Hongshi instructions in person, but also made little Hongshi recite them as the most important thing and recite them in front of him.

I just want to ask, what is the difference between this and calling a thief a bald thief in front of a monk?

Not at all!

Yinsi's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at his fourth brother and roared angrily, "Fourth brother, we are all brothers from the same family. You... don't you think you are going too far?"

The sudden roar frightened Hongshi so much that he burst into tears: "Wow wow wow, father, Eighth Uncle is really not a good person! All the good things he did before were really just to coax his son back and pretend to be his son!"

Yinzhen stretched out his hand and pinched his face, which had become much thinner recently: "Do you believe it?"

"Yeah, yeah." The little guy nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, believing it more than he could. He shrank behind his father and didn't dare to look at his uncle any more.

Woo woo woo.

He just felt that his father was cold and a bit scary. His uncle next door was better, smiling when meeting people.

But I never thought of going to the Eighth Prince's Mansion to be his son!

Children may not understand many of the twists and turns of adults, but they have the intuition of small animals.

Eighth uncle is good, but Eighth aunt is not easy to get along with. She is not as kind as her stepmother, and she doesn't love him as much as her mother.

Now Uncle Ba is...

Then the Eighth Prince’s Mansion is not a good place to go!

In order to prevent his father from really sending him to the neighboring family to be their son in a fit of rage, Hongshi pressed his entire body against his father's back.

A slight tremor could be clearly felt.

No matter how disappointing he is, he is still your own son.

Khan Ama could tolerate fighting for the throne, not to mention that Hongshi was just a little stupid. After knowing that Hongshi was not Hongli, Yinzhen's tolerance for him increased sharply.

After confirming that the child was really scared and had learned his lesson, he hurriedly called Su Peisheng to send the child to Concubine Li, and asked her to take good care of the child and not let him get scared.

Then he glanced at Yinsi calmly and said, "Is it too much? I don't think so. We are all people with few children, so who doesn't treat their children as the apple of their eye? If you think about it from another perspective, would you be less on guard?"

Yinsi who has been left out for a long time:!!!

He dared not deny it, fearing that the fourth son would cross the line and attack his only beloved son. He also could not be sure, as it would make his concern seem particularly ridiculous. The two thoughts were pulling each other back and forth, making Yinsi feel choked up. He could not go up or down, how uncomfortable it was.

I wanted to turn around and run straight to the Zhaoren Palace to cry in front of the Emperor, but I was also afraid that I would run into Xiao Shiba and be beaten up by him.

He could only order someone to bring over ten thousand taels of silver so that the matter could be uncovered.

As for an apology?

He had just bowed when Yinzhen stopped him: "Khan Ama is not here, why are you pretending to be a brother?"

"I..." Yinsi paused, then sighed helplessly, "Before the emperor returned, we two brothers were fine. Why is it that now... Fourth brother, do you really want to be so estranged from your younger brother because of something that hasn't happened yet?"

"We grew up together, and blood is thicker than water! It was my fourth brother who taught me how to write. We even chose to live in the same mansion so that we could take care of each other..."

"And you took care of my son as if he were your own?"

Ah this...

This question made Yinsi choke on the spot, his handsome face turned pale and red, and then red and black.

After a long while, he said unconvincedly, "Since we are enemies, we should do our best. As the saying goes, a cat is good if it catches mice, whether it is black or white. My younger brother's methods may be inferior, and my fourth brother did his best to retaliate, but in the end, both of us were hurt, but it is also fair. Why don't we just write it off? In the future, we will rely on our own abilities?"

No matter how much he doesn't bother others, he is still my brother.

Yinzhen couldn't just watch someone jump into the fire, so he frowned and said, "At this point, you still don't give up? And..."

No, no.

Yinsi waved his hands quickly. The cards were already exposed and there was no hope at all, so how could he dare to harbor any ambitions?

He is not a moth and does not have the hobby of flying into the fire.

But Khan Ama is sharpening his sword and attacking those countries, and he will have many opportunities to achieve great things in the future.

If you work hard, it shouldn't be difficult to earn a stable job.

Yinsi felt that they, as two rivals who had left their names in the history told by his eighteenth brother, could compete in this regard.

As a result, just as the voice fell, the fourth master, whose face was still a little cold just now, suddenly blew north wind and smoke and snow: "Come here, send the guests away!"

Yinsi stared, thinking that this guy was totally out of his mind.

After all, Old Nine, who was concerned about him and asked about it, stretched out his hand to touch his forehead and said, "You don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense? How many times has Brother Eighteen mentioned the joke about the four-and-a-half-strength bow of Emperor Sejong?"

"You competed with him on the battlefield to achieve merit, but you still blamed him for misunderstanding your martial arts and insulting you, and directly asked him to kick you out?"

That is absolutely necessary!

Yinsi held his forehead with his hand: Now that he says he didn’t do it on purpose, no one will believe him!

Yinzhen reminded him not to get angry yet, and to go to the prince's residence and apologize for the rest of his apology: "You don't need my brother to remind you. Eighth brother should know that Eighteenth brother is the werewolf he joked about, and he is even more ruthless."

If he doesn't want his dark history to be repeated day after day in the ears of Khan Ama and the other princes, he must establish a good relationship with him.

When talking about this, Yinsi's smile turned bitter.

He has tried every possible method, but with little effect. What else can he do?

I can only ask my ninth brother for his advice.

After all, he was his brother, whom he had played with since childhood and was so close that they could wear the same pants. Yinzhen couldn't bear to see him being beaten up over and over again, so he inevitably pointed out a clear way.

Then, the Eighth Prince came to apologize, bringing all kinds of delicious food and the ten thousand taels of silver.

Little foodies are easily captivated by delicious food.

When an eight-year-old child sees the colorful, fragrant and delicious snacks and candies, he or she will instantly become two years old.

I couldn't control the tears at the corners of my mouth.

His big eyes looked at this and that, and he was a little too busy. His inner voice was also too active: [Yinxuan, hold on, don't be defeated by the enemy's sugar-coated bullets! Yes, be reserved, the reserve of a royal prince must not be lost, and the pride of the Chinese people must not be lost.]

[You can only watch but not move. Be careful of the weasel paying New Year's greetings to the chicken. What if it has no good intentions?]

[Hmm, that's a bit hard to handle. How about I eat the sugar coating and shoot the cannonball back? Hehehe, I'm really smart. That's it! I'll eat it first, and then I'll go to Kangxi and complain, saying that the mynah bird has bad intentions and wants to corrupt my iron will...]