Comprehensive film and television: Every time I dress up as a supporting role

The emperor and Concubine Li were having a great time chatting, and they were even carrying hand warmers.

Su Peisheng and his eunuchs were in a miserable state.

They didn't have hand warmers, and their warm clothes were not so thick to look less bulky, but they were not as warm as the emperor and Concubine Li.

Finally, his pride was lifted. Su Peisheng was so happy that the smile on his face seemed more genuine. When he returned to the Yangxin Palace, he would be the lively eunuch Su again.

Yinzhen went to see Wen Yi today and was in a good mood. Even when handling memorials, he felt much happier than usual.

With the arrival of winter, the Thirteenth Prince Yinxiang could not stand the cold, so Yinzhen allowed his sedan chair to stop at the gate of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

On this day, Yinxiang got off the sedan chair as usual, and the servants accompanying him hurriedly held up oil-paper umbrellas to shield Yinxiang from the falling snowflakes.

He was wearing a fur-collared cloak to keep warm, a green oil-paper umbrella on his head, and servants standing on both sides as human shields. Yinxiang was protected so well that he could hardly feel the winter cold.

He quickly walked to the gate of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, waiting for Su Peisheng's notification.

After a while, Su Peisheng came back, bowed slightly and said with a smile: "Prince Yi, please come in."

Yinxiang nodded and walked into the Hall of Mental Cultivation slowly.

The snacks sent from the imperial kitchen were still warm. Yinzhen was processing memorials. He saw his thirteenth brother come in from the corner of his eye. Without even looking up, he said:

"There are snacks on the table, choose your own."

It was just like an ordinary chat between brothers, and Yinzhen rarely showed his imperial majesty in front of the Thirteenth Prince.

Yinxiang also enjoyed the emperor's brother's natural attitude towards him. Yinxiang smiled faintly and said, "Thank you, emperor."

He sat on the couch, one hand on the edge of the table, tilted his head to watch Yinzhen working seriously, and after a while, said:

"Brother Royal."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yinzhen reached out to take the teacup and drink water. Hearing the call, Yinzhen drank his tea while looking over:

"explain."

Yinxiang thought secretly that he guessed that his brother's rest time had come again, hehe.

The villain in his heart proudly put his hands on his hips, but Yinxiang looked serious:

"Yesterday, I went to check on Fourteenth Brother's studies, and he's doing quite well.

His ability to adapt to the rocking of the water has also improved a lot, and I think he will be able to set out on time next year."

On the topic of the fourteenth brother, Yinzhen and Yinxiang chatted for a quarter of an hour, and then talked about another brother, "Yunli sent me a letter..."

Speaking of Yunli, Yinxiang's heart was filled with alarm. What did that mentally ill brother say to his elder brother?

Yinxiang's muscles tensed up for a moment. He exhaled and tried not to look too nervous, so as not to let his brother see that he didn't like his seventeenth brother.

Thinking of this, Yinxiang said with a stern face:

"What did Seventeenth Brother say? Can you let me see..."

A prince who tried to hide his thoughts but failed, with a stern face, was easily seen through by Yinzhen.

One of Yinzhen's evil hobbies was watching his brothers quarreling. He thought Yinxiang's behavior of pretending to be a good brother even though he clearly didn't like Prince Guo was particularly cute. He laughed and said:

"You see."

Yinxiang stood up, unable to pretend any longer, and took a few quick steps to the dragon table. He grabbed the letter from Prince Guo with his slender fingers.

The handwriting in the letter is so smooth that you can tell the owner's character at a glance.

The first thing Yinxiang saw on the letter was the words "Personally from my Imperial Brother".

Humph, so sticky, don’t you know how to write "Emperor"!

Yinxiang spat at Prince Guo a little, but his eyes read her envelope word by word with an honest look, fearing that there was something in it that could confuse his brother's mind.

Very good, Prince Guo is still very sensible!

He only wrote about his recent experiences, his itinerary, and the corrupt officials he discovered.

It is said that he also saved a poor woman who was almost sacrificed to the river god. Now the woman insisted on following Prince Guo, and Prince Guo was helpless.

As for why the people of that area should offer sacrifice to the river god...

It is said to be a drought problem.

The drought could not be resolved, and the people were desperate to try all kinds of remedies, even resorting to such vicious methods as sacrificing innocent women.

After rescuing the woman, Prince Guo took the ignorant and vicious villagers to look for water. He actually found a spring and the villagers were saved.

Prince Guo was regarded as the bravest man in the local area.

Of course, the villagers also praised Prince Guo for other things, and even wanted to offer him a longevity tablet or something like that—

Of course, Prince Guo did not say this out loud. He only picked out some things that the emperor could hear.

Even with all this, Prince Guo was still worried that the petty-minded emperor would be jealous of him, which would affect his position in the emperor's eyes, ahem...

In addition to this incident, the local customs and practices along the way were also interesting, and Prince Guo wrote on several pages in a very eloquent manner.

It can be seen that he had a good time along the way and was in a very good mood.

At the end of the letter, Prince Guo sent his regards to the Emperor, the Empress Dowager, Yinxiang, and Yunli; finally, he asked the Emperor to pay attention to how Prince Guo's mother was doing.

When Yinxiang saw that Prince Guo still remembered to greet him, he felt strangely better, thinking that this younger brother was not hopeless.

Although he was in a better mood, Yinxiang's dislike for Prince Guo had not diminished at all. He sighed insincerely and said:

"It seems that the Seventeenth Brother is doing well. You can rest assured, my Royal Brother."

Yinzhen pretended not to notice Yinxiang's disdain and said with a smile:

"Yunli is indeed suitable for going out to understand the people's sentiments. It was a waste of his talent to travel around in the mountains and rivers before."

Yinxiang took the opportunity to flatter, "My royal brother is wise."

Yinzhen was delighted by the praise and smiled even more. He added, "If Yunli does a lot this time, I will definitely reward him well when he returns."

Yinxiang: "My brother is right."

Yinxiang: "Since my Seventeenth Brother is so suitable for being sent out, my Royal Highness should send him out more often. Leaving him idle will inevitably waste his talents."

Yinzhen agreed very much, "That's how it should be. I think Yunli would be happy with it. He loves going out and doesn't like staying in the capital."

In just a few words, the two of them decided on Prince Guo's future work direction.

Yinxiang felt happy when he thought that Prince Guo would be able to stay away from home all year round and no longer be an eyesore in the capital.

Yinzhen brought the topic back to Yunzhi, "I haven't visited Yunzhi for several days. I will go with you to see him tomorrow."

After chatting for a while, Yinzhen's laziness prevailed, as he was different from the original owner's hardworking character.

Feeling lazy, he was too lazy to continue reviewing the memorials. He stood up, gave the throne to Yinxiang, and patted Yinxiang on the shoulder:

"Thirteenth brother, you come and handle these memorials."

Yinzhen picked out a few unimportant memorials that needed to be commented on, such as those in which ministers said to him, "Your Majesty, how are you? I am fine."

Just deal with it. It's nothing more than replying with some words like "I'm fine". It's pointless to waste your time and energy.

If I don't deal with it, I'll hurt the old minister's heart again...

So it would be best to leave it to the hardworking Thirteenth Prince, so that Yinzhen can be lazy without restraint.

"Yes." Yinxiang had long been accustomed to his brother's lazy behavior. He habitually sat on the dragon throne, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink and began to annotate.