[Qing Chuan] The daily life of the seven princes

According to the imperial concubine's observation, although Yinyou is about 12 years old, he has read a lot of poetry and books, both civil and military, but after all, he is only so young, and he only learns things from books, and he is not as good as in the world.

To put it bluntly, at this age, his brothers are already planning their own future with their own hearts and minds.

But he is still a child who knows nothing about the world. He is sincere to everyone and wants to be friends with everyone and make everyone like him.

The imperial concubine thinks this is very good, she doesn't want her son to play tricks with others all day long, of course, she also believes that with Yinyou's intelligence and wisdom, and after reading so many military books, even if he fights with others, others may not be able to defeat him .

However, she hoped that her son would always be so heartless and carefree, that he would be a happy little prince surrounded by his parents' love, and that he would be an idle little prince under the blessing of his elder brother in the future.

At this time, she suddenly heard her son say: "It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl, anyway, I'm going to marry a Fujin I like in the future, and it can't be someone Ama chooses that I haven't seen before."

"Ah?" The imperial concubine did not expect that he had already started thinking about marrying a wife, "Why?"

"Didn't you say that?"

The imperial concubine was surprised: "What did I say?"

"You said that children's sense of security comes from their belief in their hearts that 'parents love each other, and they love me'. So, in the future, I will marry someone I like, and of course she also likes me."

"Oh..." The imperial concubine nodded, "Then you have an idea, so, has anyone chosen?"

"Yes!" When it came to the candidate Yinyou, he became interested, "Ban Zhao, Xie Daoyun, Shangguan Wan'er, Li Qingzhao, Duan Sheng... I think they are all very good, and I like this."

The imperial concubine could tell that her son liked talented women, and she had to be a talented woman with a family background, either a female poet or a female calligrapher.

Such a girl, even if Kangxi searched all the daughters of the Eight Banners disciples' family, it might not be enough.

He was greatly influenced by Cao Yin and Nalan in terms of literary accomplishment, and the same is true in his appreciation of women.

The imperial concubine stuffed a hazelnut into his mouth, and said with a sneer, "I think you should be single. The daughter-in-law you want may not be many in history."

Yinyou chewed the hazelnuts into pieces and swallowed them into his stomach: "Then I'll marry someone like you, who knows everything and can explain a lot of truth to me."

The imperial concubine stuffed him another one: "I don't have one like this now."

"Neither this, nor that..." Yinyou was quite dissatisfied, "Then marry a beautiful one."

The imperial concubine snorted: "Speaking of which, I just want to marry a beautiful one."

"That's natural. Let's not talk about poetry and drama. Talented men and heroes love beautiful women. Naturally, I also like amazingly talented women. She can bet with me on books, throwing tea, planting flowers and grass, leaning on the building to listen to the rain."

The imperial concubine nodded: "Who doesn't like such a girl, I like it too."

She really pictured the appearance of such a daughter-in-law in her mind. After thinking about it for a long time, she felt that Lin Daiyu was the only one who could meet her son's wishes.

But she can imagine where there is a girl like Lin Daiyu in this world. In a few years, Kangxi will choose a daughter of the same age from the Eight Banners officials.

It doesn't matter what a person looks like, whether she has read a book or not, and whether she has catkins or not, what matters is whether her parents and family are prominent enough.

Thinking of this, the imperial concubine suddenly had some expectations, wondering who would be able to convince the father and son at that time, maybe they could really find such a girl who was born in a noble family in Manchuria, and was astonishingly talented as Yinyou said.

The day of Yinyou's birthday happened to be Laba, and the princes could have a day off without having to go to the study to study.

After Yinyou practiced the sword, took a bath and changed clothes, he couldn't wait to run to the next door to find the fourth elder brother.

Walking into the study, as expected, I saw the fourth elder brother teaching the thirteenth elder brother to write.

Yinyou walked over to take a look, and found that after not seeing him for a few days, Elder Brother Thirteen's handwriting has improved a lot: "Not bad, especially this point, simple and unpretentious, just right."

The fourth elder brother looked up at him, and asked with a smile, "How is it compared to when you were young?"

Yinyou waved his hand, but he was not humble at all: "That's still a little bit worse, I have to practice more."

The fourth elder brother stepped aside and picked up the teacup on the case table: "Let me teach you i Seventh Brother, his handwriting has been favored by the emperor since he was a child, and even now he is often asked to go to the South Study Room to watch him write, let him Come teach you."

The thirteenth elder brother nodded obediently, and looked at his seventh elder brother.

Yinyou was not too polite, and with a flash of figure, he came from the front of the table to the back of the table.

Brother Thirteen blinked his eyes, a little curious about how he did it.

Yinyou picked up the pen and dipped some ink: "Xiao Shisan, look carefully, this word is written like this."

So, the thirteenth elder brother, who was not much higher than the table, stood aside and watched seriously.

But the more I looked at it, the more I felt something was wrong, I tilted my head and frowned: "Brother Seven, what are you writing?"

"Don't worry, just wait!"

Yinyou brushed the paper a few times with a pen, and the fourth elder brother saw that his pen movement didn't look like he was writing, and he didn't know what the hell he was doing.

"Okay!" Yinyou put down his pen, and called Thirteenth Brother to come and have a look, "Look, Brother Seven is writing well?"

The thirteenth elder brother looked down, and there was no writing, but it was clearly a picture.

"This... what is this?"

Yinyou was full of confidence in his painting skills, he didn't expect the thirteenth brother to be so shameless, he was quite surprised and asked: "Can't you see it?"

Brother Thirteen shook his head: "I can't tell."

The fourth elder brother put down the teacup and came over, picked up the paper and looked at it, Yinyou unexpectedly made a few simple strokes, and a little monkey jumped out of the paper.

It can be seen that the lines are very casual and a little sloppy, but they are still agile and elegant, and a little playful.

The little monkey has one eye open and the other closed, and the corners of its mouth are slightly raised. Its demeanor and cleverness are just like those painted by itself.

Just when Yinyou wondered whether Xiao Shisan was playing tricks on him, or whether he really didn't look like a monkey in his paintings, the fourth elder brother gave the answer calmly: "He has never seen a monkey since he grew up, right?" .”

Brother Thirteen shook his head: "I haven't seen it before."

He was only six years old, his biological mother was not favored, and was raised under the name of another master, who had their own children to take care of, and didn't care much about him.

Sometimes when Kangxi went to Changchun Garden, he would only bring the princes who had already started studying, and the younger ones would stay in the Forbidden City.

Elder Brother Thirteen grows up so big, except for cats, cats and dogs in the palace, koi, parrots, and other small animals, he generally doesn't see them.

Yinyou sighed: "Do you like Yingning? I'll give it to you."

Brother Thirteen shook his head: "I like Momofuku."

Baifu was already very old, and he was lying in the yard at this moment, and he pricked up his ears when he heard someone calling his name.

Yinyou made a suggestion to the fourth elder brother: "Brother, in the future, all the dogs you raise will be called Baifu, okay?"

The fourth elder brother smiled noncommittally: "This little monkey looks like you."

Yinyou looked at him a little aggrieved: "Did you forget what day it is?"

"I can't forget," the fourth elder brother smiled and stretched out his hand again. He wanted to touch his head, but then he realized that his brother's height was not much different from his own, and it was not suitable for him to be patted all the time.Instead, she patted him on the shoulder: "Today is your birthday, you are born in the monkey genus, you are twelve years old, you are an adult, Ama..."

"Oh, oh!" Yinyou interrupted him impatiently, "Ama was already married when I was my age, I know!"

The thirteenth elder brother stood aside, silently picking up his pen again.Although I don't need to go to the study to study today, but the fourth brother got up early in the morning because he assigned a task, and he had to finish writing.

"Ama was also forced by the situation at that time. You are different from him. You can still be a child for a few more years."

"That's right!" Yinyou nodded with a serious face, "When I'm 20 years old."

The fourth elder brother smiled helplessly. Although his younger brother has grown taller and is also a young man who has read poetry and books, his temperament is the same as when he was a child.

Yinyou turned around and saw that Elder Brother Shisan was still holding a pen to write. They were chatting aside, but it didn't affect him at all.

Yinyou leaned forward, propped himself on the desk and asked him: "Today's Laba Festival, did Xiao Shisan eat Laba porridge?"

"Drink it, eat it in the morning."

Yinyou asked again: "Is it delicious?"

Brother Thirteen didn't even lift his head: "It's delicious!"

Yinyou went to hold his hand: "Go, brother Qi will take you to eat something more delicious."

Elder Brother Thirteen calmly withdrew his hand: "No, Brother Seven, I haven't finished writing today."

"What do you write today without reading?"

"Fourth brother said, today I have to write a hundred characters."

"..."

Yinyou remembered that when he was a child, his elder brother asked him to read and practice calligraphy, but he would only act coquettishly and would not write anything.

At that time, his brother would always compromise very helplessly, saying that he would not write if he didn't write.

Now Xiao Shisan obeys his brother's words, no wonder his brother is so caring.

It turns out that adults like obedient children, and even he himself seems to prefer a sensible one like Xiao Shisan.

"I'll write again when I come back. Seventh brother will take you to make delicious and delicious snacks."

Brother Thirteen bit his lower lip, hesitated, and finally shook his head: "I'm going to finish writing."

"Come back and write."

The thirteenth elder brother looked at the fourth elder brother, who nodded: "Then come back and write."

With the words of the fourth elder brother, the thirteenth elder brother put down his pen in peace of mind, and looked at Yinyou: "Then seventh elder brother, let's go."

Yinyou took his little hand and walked out: "Brother Seven will take you to Chengqian Palace and teach you how to make a birthday cake."

Brother Thirteen asked, "What is a birthday cake?"

"It's just... a cake that can only be eaten on the birthday. It has thick cream on top, and is filled with fruits and nuts."

Brother Thirteen swallowed: "It sounds delicious."

The fourth elder brother walked behind them, listening to the two younger brothers chatting.

The imperial concubine knew that the two brothers would come over in the morning, especially Yinyou. Every year on her birthday, she would have to make a birthday cake with her own hands, and then take it to the Palace of Compassion and Ning, and share it with the brothers. It was full of ritual.

However, this year the brothers are still following this little cutie.

"Hey, little Shisan is here too!" The imperial concubine was happier seeing Brother Thirteen smiling than seeing her son, "It's cold outside, come in!"

The thirteenth elder brother saluted the imperial concubine very politely: "Greetings to the imperial concubine."

"What a good boy! If you want to eat some snacks, I'll ask someone to get them for you."

Yinyou stood aside and pouted: "Why don't you ask your son what kind of snacks he wants?"

The imperial concubine didn't raise her head: "You can take what you want to eat yourself."

"..."

Four people sat at a round table, and the maid brought tea and nuts.

The imperial concubine peeled off a pine nut and handed it to Elder Thirteen's mouth: "Come on, eat this, you will grow taller after eating this."

Brother Thirteen has been a very self-reliant child since he was a child, because Concubine Yi didn't care about him, and the maids and eunuchs who took care of him didn't necessarily care too much. Only two nurses treated her well, but the two nurses Shortly after he was weaned, he left the palace and went home.

He was a little embarrassed, and reached out to take it: "I will do it myself."

Yinyou was not polite, he poked his head over and took the pine nut away from Er Niang's fingertips: "Then I will eat it, I also need to grow taller."

The thirteenth elder brother was a bit more cautious, and the imperial concubine felt that it was better to be like her own son, with no skin or face, and he would not suffer any disadvantages wherever he went.

The fourth elder brother had been sitting next to them, sipping tea while casually flipping through two pages of the book the imperial concubine was reading.

After sitting for a while, Yinyou couldn't wait, pulled the imperial concubine and went out: "Let's make cake first."

The ingredients for the imperial concubine are all ready, and the cake embryo is prepared early in the morning. It can be taken out and directly spread with cream, and then decorated with flowers.

Yinyou imitated how he was when he was a child, scooped up a large lump of cream with his index finger, and handed it to the fourth elder brother's mouth: "Come on, brother, open your mouth."

The fourth elder brother remembered that when he was a child, he would feed Momofuku after feeding himself, as if he had become a childhood shadow, and subconsciously took a step back, with a respectful expression on his face: "I don't like sweets."

He really doesn't like sweet food, he has to eat salty rice dumplings.

Yinyou saw through his thoughts, laughed and said: "Don't worry, Baifu will not snatch you."

The fourth elder brother glared at him: "Naughty."

Yinyou stretched out his hand to Elder Brother Thirteen again: "Then try it."

The thirteenth elder brother opened his mouth graciously, rolled his tongue on his fingers, and the creamy and sweetness melted between his teeth in an instant: "It's delicious."

"It will taste better when it's made into a cake in a while."

Now that the brothers have grown up, no one is interested in this kind of sweet and greasy food, even Yinyou himself doesn't like sweets much anymore.

So the imperial concubine specially made a small one, and left the mounting and decoration to her son.

Yinyou has a special liking for monkeys. This time, he drew a little monkey with its head tilted and scratching. Its long tail is higher than its head, and a small flower is attached to the tip of the tail.

Elder Brother Thirteen has never seen such dim sum before, he has been looking at it curiously, Yinyou is still holding his little hand, and drew some decorations on the side.

After the cake is ready, Yinyou will take it to the Compassion Palace.Before leaving, he ran to the side hall again, and found a big box in the room where he used to live, which contained all his childhood toys.

Yinyou opened it and took out the same ones to have a look.Those tall ones were all given by the crown prince, either as tribute from Western missionaries, or imitated by the manufacturing office.

Some were birthday presents from his brothers, and some were brought in by Baotai from outside the palace.

The other part was made by the imperial concubine with him.At that time, the imperial concubine liked to take him to do handicrafts. There were countless paper airplanes stacked. After various versions of improvements, they flew farther and higher.

There are also those mechanical toys. When he was a child, he was always obsessed with dismantling them all, and then assembling them back together. He was not afraid of missing parts, but feared that there would be more parts, which meant that the assembly was wrong.

Later, he was so bold that he removed all the western clocks in the Compassion Palace, and put them back in again.

He found that these Western gadgets are not difficult, but the parts are more delicate and require some work.

The imperial concubine told him that machinery had an extremely profound and significant impact on the industrial revolution, and he thought about how to let machinery replace handicrafts instead of staying at the stage of manufacturing instruments.

At that time, she also used all her knowledge of physics to make a steam engine for her son. The drawings were all drawn, and when they were brought to the construction office, they couldn't understand them.The imperial concubine couldn't explain it, so she could only give the blueprint to her son, so that when he grows up, if he is interested, he can study it by himself.

Yinyou's toys are not limited to these, the Compassion Ning Palace also has a box full of them.

It contained not only his toys, but also his childhood.

Now that he has grown up and has a higher and deeper level of fun, he naturally has no interest in these toys.

So he picked out a few that he thought were interesting, took them out and gave them to Brother Thirteen, and asked him to take them back to play.

Brother Thirteen waved his hand: "Thank you Seventh Brother, I don't play with toys, I want to study hard."

Yinyou could tell that he wanted to play very much, but he was always shy and embarrassed to accept it.

Yinyou simply stuffed the toy into his arms: "You can't read all the time, you have to relax. Look at this, it's very interesting, screw on the law, and the little people on it can dance."

Elder Brother Thirteen hesitated for a while, but still readily accepted: "Thank you Brother Seven."

"There is actually a lot of wisdom in toys, especially those made by Westerners. The clockwork mechanism is related to Western clocks."

Brother Thirteen nodded: "I know Brother Seven, I must study hard."

Yinyou pinched his face: "Who told you to study hard, Seventh Brother told you to have fun."

After the cake was ready, Yinyou took it directly to the Compassion Palace.

The empress dowager had prepared his favorite food in the small kitchen early in the morning, waiting for him all the time.

After a while, a few close brothers came over, and we all sat together for lunch.

When they were young, they sat together and talked about what was delicious, what was fun, where they were going, and what games to play.

Now, in addition to chatting about homework, riding and shooting, and hunting, everyone is wrestling.

They have all grown up and have new fun.

After everyone exchanged their wrestling experience, no one was convinced.So, everyone made an appointment to go to the wrestling room to practice in the afternoon.

Yinyou waved his hand: "You guys go, I want to stay with Mama Ukuma."

The Empress Dowager waved her hands cheerfully: "I don't want you to accompany me, let's go play."

Thus, Yinyou was dragged away by his brothers.

Wrestling is not only liked by the Manchus, but also by the Mongols. Yinyou sent someone to call Celen over.

It has been snowing for several days in a row in the capital city. It cleared up for a while this morning, and snowflakes began to flutter again in the afternoon.

It was very cold outside, and the princes were all dressed thickly and wrapped in cloaks.

The ground dragon was burning vigorously in the house, but it was very warm.

Everyone changed their clothes and formed a row on the mat.

At the beginning, it was still a competition between several elder brothers, Yinyou didn't participate, he felt that he was a bit of a bully when he played.

Instead, he sat on the sidelines and became a cheerleader, cheering for his brothers.Liven up the atmosphere very well.

Brothers, after all, there is an age gap, and one year difference in height and physical fitness will be much worse. Naturally, there is no absolute fairness in the competition.The fifth elder brother threw the ninth elder brother, which was accurate every time he fell, and he was merciless, pressing his younger brother on the ground and rubbing it.

Yinyou was very excited, he clenched his fists and beat the mat and shouted: "Ninth brother, don't give up, stand up! Let your fifth brother throw you again!"

The younger elder brothers next to him couldn't help laughing when they heard what he said, and elder brother eleven, the younger brother of fifth and ninth elder brothers, laughed so hard that he coughed again and again.

Yinyou knew that he was not in good health, and seeing that he was out of breath from coughing, she hurried over to pat him on the back: "Is it so funny?"

Brother Eleven laughed and coughed, bent down and leaned on the mat: "It's not funny at first, but Brother Seven makes it funny when you talk."

Yinyou helped him up and asked him to slowly adjust his breathing: "Your seventh brother doesn't talk about cross talk, how can it be so funny?"

The competition between the brothers over there is still going on. Although the ninth elder brother can't beat his fifth elder brother in wrestling, he can bully the tenth elder brother who is about the same age as him, which can be regarded as regaining a little confidence.

Yinyou is simply responsible for the atmosphere, and he can no longer satisfy him even if he cheers. He also took the initiative to undertake the work of explaining and refereeing.

Yinyou turned around and saw Celen sitting alone in the corner, watching the game seriously.

Perhaps it was because of the language barrier, but he sat there with a calm face, watching the game seriously.

Yinyou used to sit next to him for a while, and every time the two of them fought, he could roughly judge who would win in the end.

Yinyou slapped him on the shoulder: "You go up and play too."

In Yinyou's impression, all Mongolians are master wrestlers.In addition to their more racial talent, on the other hand, the entertainment life on the grassland is relatively scarce. Apart from riding horses, archery and wrestling, everyone has no fun.

As soon as Celen came on the field, Baotai, who was smaller than him, fell to the ground in the blink of an eye.

Baotai stared, but before he realized what happened, the competition was over.

Other brothers also made fun of him: "I told you to practice more, but you are still lazy. Eighth, you go!"

The eighth elder brother really stood up. He was able to hold on for a while in Celen's hands, but he didn't hold on for too long, and eventually he was defeated.

Then the fifth elder brother and the sixth elder brother were all defeated by him. The ninth elder brother and the tenth elder brother also went up and tried it.

Celen finally set his sights on the fourth elder brother: "Come and try."

The fourth elder brother was older than them, and it was because of Yinyou's birthday that he came to join in the fun, otherwise he wouldn't have come at all.

Since he was bigger than Celen, he won't win by force if he wins, and if he loses, he might be teased by his younger brothers for a long time.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, everyone looked at Celen and then at the fourth brother, but dared not speak.

The fourth elder brother is a man who grows flowers and plants all day long, tastes tea, recites scriptures, meditates on Zen, and asks questions. He is quite Buddhist.

In fact, whatever the imperial father entrusts to him, he can do it without leaking, and the brothers are somewhat afraid of him.

Yinyou immediately stood up from the mat, jumped in front of Celen in two or three steps, and rescued his brother: "My brother doesn't like wrestling, so I'll compete with you."

Everyone's attention was attracted by his words. This afternoon, Yinyou hadn't made a move, and no one told him to do it well. He was having a good time by the side, but he didn't play the competition.

Now he even took the initiative to stand up and want to compete for the fourth elder brother and Celeng.

Celen raised his chin: "You come as you please."

The two of them have a good relationship, and they often practice boxing skills.

Celeng is taller than Yinyou, and has a stronger body. He is a powerful type with extremely hard fists.

Yinyou is obviously dexterous, with a nimble and elegant figure, it is difficult for opponents to enter his body, but he can be walked around by him.

But he is not powerless, on the contrary, his power is stronger than anyone else, he just doesn't need it.

Today, Kangxi brought the three adult princes, the prince, the elder brother and the third elder brother, to sacrifice to heaven.When I came back, I remembered that today was Yinyou's birthday, so I asked my servant, Brother Seven, where he was.

The valet replied that he was practicing wrestling with several other elder brothers in the wrestling room, and Kangxi came with his three sons.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Yinyou and Celen confronting each other on the mat. The two grabbed each other's arms. It seemed that the scene was forbidden, but in fact the two were secretly competing.

The blue veins on Celeng's forehead were already bulging, but Yinyou's expression was normal, he grabbed her and circled slowly, looking for flaws.

The others sat on the mat and looked at the two in the middle with bated breath, none of them dared to say anything.

Big Brother's favorite activity is wrestling. He remembered that many years ago, a certain little guy was lying on his chest, refusing to get up, and asked who won.

In a blink of an eye, the silly brother who couldn't even stand on the mat was now a boy who could compete with the Mongols.

At this time, Yinyou deliberately made a hole under his feet, Celen was careful, and just about to stretch his legs, Yinyou exerted strength with his hands, and was about to throw him to the ground.

But Celen was cautious by nature, so he didn't fall for his tricks.

Seeing this scene, the corner of Kangxi's mouth curled up.

When he had nothing to do, he liked to call Yinyou to Qianqing Palace, either to watch him write, or let him play chess with him.

This little thing is used to showing weakness, and never tires of playing tricks to lure the enemy into deep.With that sincere, innocent and pitiful face, anyone who sees it will be deceived by him, and he will take advantage of him without knowing it.

Celen deserves to be a direct descendant of Genghis Khan, brave but not reckless, good at observing and acting cautiously, he is a usable talent.

The two of them can't do anything to each other, Yinyou is very patient, just go around in circles with him, and never make a move easily.

Celeng, on the other hand, gradually lost his composure. He found that Yinyou was not moving at all through repeated tests, so he decided to use force to win the battle quickly.

Unexpectedly, this shot directly exposed his flaws.

But he was confident that he could suppress Yinyou in terms of strength, so he rushed forward regardless, trying to use brute force to knock down Yinyou, but he still saved one hand, did not step too firmly on his feet, and threw his weight on the back on one leg.

Unexpectedly, Yinyou saw exactly this point of him, and he didn't care about his front leg or the hand holding his arm. Suddenly, his center of gravity sank, and he squatted on the ground, holding Celen's hand with both hands. waist, and threw him behind her.

After Celen landed, he could only do a forward roll to buffer his strength. At this moment, Yinyou put one hand across his chest, one leg pressed down on his legs, and raised his eyebrows: "You lost."

Celen struggled twice, but couldn't get away.Looking at him, the eyeballs almost popped out.

The elder brothers around immediately cheered: "Wow, Brother Seven won!"

"Xiaoqi is great!"

Celen was still struggling, and Yinyou moved up the arm that was pressing on him, and it lay across the collarbone: "Not convinced?"

The distance here is too tight to the neck, and the collarbone is very fragile, even if Yinyou uses little force, it can still bring a strong sense of oppression and suffocation.

Celen poked his neck and said, "Come again!"

Yinyou let go of his hand and stood up: "I don't."

Celen kicked his legs and stood up, reaching out to grab his shoulder: "One more time, I will definitely win you."

Yinyou turned around and dodged: "If you try again, you won't be able to win."

"How do you know I can't win?"

Celen stretched his legs to sweep, Yinyou jumped up to dodge, and the strong wind from his fists swept his face.

Yinyou waved his fist to avoid it: "You won, and I won't give you this chance."

While talking, the two competed with each other again.

The elder brothers just watched a wonderful wrestling, and now they want to watch the two of them compete. Fortunately, the room is big enough and the mats are soft enough, even if they fall on the ground, it won't hurt.

Celen's fists were very fierce, and he didn't have the slightest awareness of being merciful to his elder brother. Every punch was real.

The two of them didn't fight once or twice, and Yinyou was not soft on his hands, he kicked the weak joints with every kick.

But the two fought for a long time, but neither of them really touched each other. Judging from the posture, the fight was still very exciting.

Kangxi watched it for a long time, but he had seen enough, and walked over from the other side of the room: "Okay!"

Hearing this voice, Yinyou and Celeng hurriedly separated, and all the princes got up and bowed in unison: "I send my regards to the emperor."

"There will be a dinner in a while, so go back and change your clothes and get ready to go."

Everyone saluted and retired, Kangxi left Yinyou alone, and asked his son to accompany him to Chengqian Palace.

The father and son were walking in the snow, and Yinyou had just sweated in the wrestling room, when the cold wind blew outside, he was so cold that he shivered.

Kangxi tightened the cloak for him smoothly: "The skill is good."

Yinyou was modest for a moment: "Let's make do."

"It seems that this master didn't invite you for nothing."

Yinyou chuckled: "Then Ama should take a look at my swordsmanship."

"Tell me."

"It's like Yi shooting down the nine sunsets, and it's like a group of emperors flying dragons. It comes like thunder and receives wrath, and it's like rivers and seas congealing and clearing light."

Kangxi laughed, being in a good mood after being teased by his son, he slapped his hat again: "I don't know how to be modest."

"just OK."

"..."

At the family banquet in Qianqing Palace in the evening, the elder brother brought Da Fujin, two side Fujin and Xiao Gege.

After all, little Gege is Kangxi's only granddaughter. She is a little over two years old. She can walk, staggers and walks unsteadily. She can talk, but she can't speak very clearly.

The Empress Dowager looked at this great-great-granddaughter and smiled, saying that she was as cute as Yinyou when she was a child.

Yinyou also likes this little niece very much, her cheeks are chubby and rosy, making one feel like pinching her.

He put Little Gege on his lap, and teased her with a piece of milk cake: "It's Brother Seven... No, it should be Uncle Seven."

Little Gege only had food in his eyes, and his ears only caught the words in front of him.Babbling and yelling: "Brother Seven, I want to eat..."

"No, no, it's Uncle Qi."

"Seventh Brother..."

"Uncle Seven."

"I want to eat... eat..."

Yoon Woo holds milk cake on her nose

"Seven...brother."

"..."

Yinyou shook his head and sighed in his heart: "It's over, it's over, this child is as stupid as her Ama."

At this time, the elder brother came over suddenly and immediately picked up his daughter: "Come on, let's not play with him, he is a fool."

Little Gege obviously disagreed with her Ama's statement, and burst into tears as soon as his little mouth deflated: "I want... I want Brother Seven... I want to eat..."

As he spoke, he opened his arms towards Yinyou.Yinyou sighed, took the little niece over, and stopped talking to his elder brother.

Big brother glared at him: "Speak up if you have something to say."

"No, just make another one."

"..."

Regardless of whether it is called Seventh Brother or Seventh Uncle, anyway, Little Gege finally got his wish and ate the milk cake.

Not only the milk cake, but also the horseshoe cake, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and cloud cake...

Yinyou fed her one mouthful at a time, watching her eat everything that was fed to her mouth like a little hamster, it was so cute.

Later, Da Fujin also came over to hug her daughter, saying that it was time for her to go to bed.

But the little girl didn't even want Erniang, so she just leaned in Yinyou's arms: "I want Brother Seven, Brother Seven hugs..."

"Yes, Uncle Seven."

"Seven... little seven... hug~~"

Yinyou covered his face, changing from Uncle Qi to Brother Seven, and from Brother Seven to Xiao Qi, it only took a meal.

The child is full, and he doesn't want Ama, Erniang, or nanny, so he has to follow Yinyou.

Wherever Yinyou went, she went there, Xiaoqi Xiaoqi Xiaoqi shouted, but the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager were very happy.

When Kangxi saw that the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager were happy, he was also happy, and said on the spot that he would reward Xiao Gege.

When Concubine Hui heard that the emperor wanted a reward, she immediately went to hug her granddaughter.However, her granddaughter usually doesn't see her a few times, and when she does, she always hears her saying "give birth to a younger brother, let Erniang have a younger brother", so Little Gege doesn't kiss her at all.

Concubine Hui stretched out her hand: "Come on, Mamo, take you to Mafa's place."

Little Gege waved her hand away: "No, no, I want Xiaoqi."

In the end, there was no other way, and Yinyou took Xiao Gege to receive Kangxi's reward.

Yinyou took another piece of snack to coax her: "Uncle Seven, can I exchange it with you?"

Little Gege nodded obediently: "Change!"

Yinyou hugged her and sat in front of the Empress Dowager, and played with the Empress Dowager for a while.After all, little Gege was too young, so he fell asleep in Yinyou's arms after a while.Seeing that his daughter was asleep, Da Fujin hurriedly asked the nanny to report the child.

Concubine Hui's face was gloomy all night, and then she got better.

She thought every day that her son would give birth to the eldest grandson of the emperor, but the concubine was pregnant, and Da Fujin was not pregnant yet.

The more I look at Xiao Gege, the more I want a grandson. Finally, Xiao Gege finds out that Xiao Gege can also get a reward from the emperor.

She wanted to hold the child and show her face in front of Kangxi.However, the granddaughter didn't give her this face, which was more depressed than her.

I don't know why, but since I was young, Brother Qi can catch up with all good things?

The seventh elder brother walked up to them with a smile, and took out the jade pendant awarded by Kangxi.Concubine Hui was about to reach out to pick it up, but Yinyou moved her hand half a minute to the side, and handed it to Da Fujin.

According to the past practice, when the Chinese New Year comes, Yinyou will go to the Palace of Compassion and Ning to stay with the Empress Dowager for about ten days.

He used to always sleep in the green gauze closet in Dongnuan Pavilion, but in the past two years he grew up and couldn't fit in, so he could only live in the side hall.

He recited scriptures to the Empress Dowager every day and chatted with her.The Empress Dowager was in good spirits, and she chatted with him a lot about the past in Shengjing.

At the end of the chat, there would always be two names, one was Fulin and the other was Attu.

Fulin Yinyou knew it, the Xingzhi monk in Mount Wutai.Atu is Fulin's older sister, the second daughter of the Empress Dowager, who later married to Mongolia.Yinyou has always known this aunt, but has never seen her.

After the new year, Kangxi began to plan the route of the east tour and the candidates for traveling with him.

The Empress Dowager is already 80 years old. It is not an easy task for an 80-year-old man to walk more than 1000 miles from the capital to the nerve.

Since the old lady really wanted to see the Horqin Prairie, she also wanted to see her daughter whom she hadn't seen for many years.It was the busy farming season when they set off. In order not to trample on the farmland, they did not pass through the Shanhaiguan Pass, but went outside the road.

In this way, he can also tour the various ministries of Mongolia along the way, getting the best of both worlds.

Yinyou has heard so many stories about Shengjing from the empress dowager's mouth.