The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Qingyin looked at Lin Daiyu, who was becoming more and more like a white dough with sesame filling because of his education, and touched the non-existent sweat beads on her forehead. Well, his education was indeed invincible. Girls should be tougher.

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The next day, the weather became even colder, and a stove was placed in the Shangshu room, with invigorating medicinal fragrances specially smoked in it. In order to make the princes, princesses and other princes in the room study seriously, the people below racked their brains to make arrangements.

At this moment, the hall was quiet, except for the sound of Confucius' lecture, which became clearer and more sleep-inducing without any ups and downs.

If it were any other day, there would have been several people fast asleep in the room by now. But today, a princess and a prince who usually slept in during class were unusually awake.

Yinmi, who was sitting in the middle of the third row, gestured to Dunke, who was sitting above him, with excitement and nervousness in his eyes. The two of them rolled their eyes and pointed at their study companions who were blocking them, and then they took advantage of their height to whisper to each other.

Confucius, who was standing at the very top, looked like a strict teacher, but actually had the softest personality. He looked at the two people who started to make trouble right in front of him, and his eyes twitched slightly. Forget it, these two young masters usually dozed off, and it would be the same if they didn't listen. So Confucius, who had convinced himself, continued to teach his course as if he didn't see anything.

Dun Ke grabbed the corner of Yinmi's clothes and asked, "Yinmi, have you thought of anything to say today?"

Perhaps because he pulled too hard, Yinmi almost fell to the ground with the chair. After barely using some strength to correct himself, Yinmi looked at Dunke with resentment: "Of course I have thought about it. The emperor checks our lectures every day. I will take that opportunity to tell the emperor about Lin Taifu. The emperor is so busy with official duties that he certainly has no time to check my lectures. I can just avoid this disaster, hehe."

When talking about his own ideas, Yinmi's chubby face seemed to brighten and his eyes were full of pride.

Originally, Dunke felt guilty because of Yinmi's resentful look, but her eyes lit up when she heard Yinmi's idea. Although the two children were precocious, they could not think of perfect ideas after all, so Dunke agreed with Yinmi's idea as soon as she heard it.

Dun Ke smiled and nodded, then looked at Yin Mi with a warning, "Then you are not allowed to regret it today. You must tell everyone, otherwise we won't be able to see Master Lin every day."

"Of course!" Hearing the three words "Master Lin", the two children's eyes sparkled with beautiful expectations, and they were very well behaved in class the whole day.

Hongxi noticed the abnormal behavior of the two. As the eldest son of Crown Prince Yinreng, he loved the whole family so much that he was naturally sent to the Shangshufang to study early by the emperor.

Hongxi was very caring and not respectful to his two little aunts and uncles who were actually younger than him. Seeing that the two who usually slept in the study room were not sleeping today but playing instead, what should he say? He actually thought this was very reasonable. Reflecting on his outrageous thoughts, Hongxi felt embarrassed.

However, he also felt a little curious and envious. However, due to the high demands of his father and mother, Hongxi just glanced at them lightly and continued to listen to the teacher's lecture with full concentration.

Qingyin has been enjoying a punctual life of clocking in at work, slacking off, and leaving get off work these past two days, and she is very happy. After all, who wouldn't love this kind of life with a high salary and a car (horse carriage) to pick her up at work?

Apart from occasionally firmly rejecting marriage invitations from some ministers, he really had nothing to do.

He originally felt that he had vomited blood last time and no one would dare to introduce him to a girl, but in the end, they couldn't resist the invincibility of this face.

In the words of those people, it would be a waste and extravagance if Lord Lin's face was not used to inherit more of them. With this idea in mind, some people even found a different way and asked Qingyin to arrange a marriage for Lin Daiyu. After all, the daughter has her father's genes, and maybe, his daughter can also have a face similar to Lord Lin's. How lucky that would be.

Qingyin's face turned dark at this idea, and he rejected the man's request sharply and absolutely. His daughter was still young and would not accept a child marriage, okay!

The man felt a little regretful about Lord Lin's idea, but he still put an end to the idea.

At 3 p.m., Emperor Kangxi looked at several frightened children standing in front of him. The expressions of two of the little ones stood out unexpectedly, with pride and joy on their faces, which were very different from the others who were nervous.

Emperor Kangxi was thoughtful. Did Yinmi and Dunke have made preparations and were particularly confident? Was he giving these two children this opportunity? Or was he giving them this opportunity?

Yinmi and Dunke, who were standing below, had no idea that the bad news was about to come. They were waiting impatiently for Emperor Kangxi's random inspection. According to the usual random inspections, the emperor would start by checking in order of age, and they were usually the last ones.

But why hasn't the emperor started yet? Yinmi quietly raised his little head and looked at the emperor's face, which happened to meet Emperor Kangxi's face. He was startled and an ominous premonition burst out in Yinmi's heart.

As if he knew what Yinmi was thinking, it was rare for this kid to be so proactive, so he would call him first today. Emperor Kangxi said happily: "Yinmi, you go first today."

When Yinmi was called, his mind went blank for a moment. He had thought of a plan today and felt that he could avoid the spot check. He had not reviewed his lessons at all, so how could he pass the spot check by the Emperor's father?

Looking at the joyful eyes of the emperor, Yinmi wanted to cry but had no tears. Luckily, he secretly cast a pleading look towards Dunke. In his pleading eyes, Dunke coldly avoided his gaze and silently lowered his head in joy.

Seeing that his sister was useless, Yinmi walked out of the team trembling in despair. Now he didn't care about anything else. In order to avoid the strict punishment of the emperor, Yinmi wanted to delay as long as possible.

Yin Mi's fair and tender face was filled with the despair of a man ready to die. Thinking that if he stuck his head out, he would be stabbed, and if he hid his head, he would also be stabbed. Yin Mi closed his eyes and said loudly, "Father Emperor, I want to discuss an important matter with you."

Emperor Kangxi was frightened by his fat son's sharp voice. He showed no expression on his face, but he wanted to beat his fat son in his heart.

You little brat, if you have something to say, then it’s your issue. Why are you suddenly speaking so loudly?

Emperor Kangxi, who was somewhat annoyed and angry, decided to teach the child a lesson no matter what he said.

Yinmi was still unaware of his old father's dangerous thoughts. When he did not hear the emperor's objection, he boldly opened his eyes and looked at the emperor with the same expression as usual. Yinmi thought that the emperor's mood was normal.

He continued boldly: "Father, I feel that my studies are not very good. A good teacher produces good students. I feel that if there are better teachers to teach me, I will definitely do better."

Hearing this, Emperor Kangxi understood what this brat was up to. His brows twitched slightly. This brat, who dared to despise the teachers he hired? However, this brat was self-aware and knew that his studies were not good. Emperor Kangxi thought of the fact that among all the sons he had taught for so many years, this fat boy Yinmi was the worst student, and his face darkened.

The anger in the heart of Emperor Kangxi, who was frightened by Yinmi's voice just now, was reduced by two points. He opened his mouth slightly and said, "Who do you want to teach you?"

Hearing that the emperor agreed, Yinmi was delighted, but pretended to be calm and said, "Ahem, I think Wenyuan Pavilion Grand Secretary Chen Tingjing, Hanlin Editor Li Guangdi, and Minister of War Nalan Mingzhu... are all good. However, I think these gentlemen are too busy. In addition, Taifu Lin Ruhai is younger and has less time. He is more suitable for bringing forth new ideas and is definitely more suitable for teaching us."

"Lin Ruhai?" Emperor Kangxi rubbed his fingertips. When he heard the brat mention Ruhai, he knew that the brat's purpose was to target Lin Aiqing. Recalling that the last time, their fight was stopped by Lin Aiqing. Seeing Lin Aiqing's face, it was not surprising that the two children tried so hard. Most of the other princes were unfamiliar and surprised to hear the three words Lin Ruhai, only Yinmi and Dunke were obviously abnormal.

Staring at him expectantly, Emperor Kangxi thought for a moment. Although Lin Aiqing's health was not good, with Jiang Lin's report, it was relatively stable. It would be okay to give these little brats a lesson occasionally. Emperor Kangxi thought for a while. On weekdays, he could also take the opportunity to look at Lin Aiqing's face more often to refresh his eyes. The more Emperor Kangxi thought about it, the more he felt that it was okay. However, he still had to warn these little brats. He said to Yin Mi with a serious expressionless face: "If you want Lin Aiqing to teach you, you can, but you must pass your daily homework with me."