Chapter 88 The Number One Idler in the World

In early 1944, Prince Yong, Yinzhen, who had been recuperating from his injuries for more than half a year, reappeared in the court, leaving everyone feeling as if they had been in another world.

Until they were caught off guard by the cold, stern gaze of Prince Yong, that familiar feeling of being unable to hide washed over them, and the ministers trembled, instantly sobering up. Yes, Prince Yong had truly returned; the cold-faced "Xiezhi" had returned!

Waaah, actually, Prince Yong could have been allowed to rest a little longer; there wasn't that much to do at court...

Regardless of the resentment of the court officials, after returning to the court, Yinzhen continued to perform his duties diligently as always, without participating in the factional struggles among the princes.

Standing solemnly in the imperial court, he looked more like a truly isolated minister.

Logically speaking, a neutral and capable prince like Yinzhen would at least maintain a relatively good relationship with other factions, if not win them over.

Both the Eighth Prince's faction and the Seventeenth Prince's faction did the same. Everyone knew that the Fourth and Eighth Princes were at odds, but now the Eighth Prince was able to humble himself and get along peacefully with Prince Yong, which was seen as a very wise move by the court officials.

But the Crown Prince was different from everyone else; it was obvious to everyone that he was targeting Prince Yong. Prince Yong was cautious, upright, and courteous. The Crown Prince's faction searched high and low but couldn't find anything wrong with him, so they could only try to pin unrelated things on him.

Not only did it have no impact, it actually highlighted Prince Yong's "purity and innocence." Although the court officials sometimes feared Yinzhen, they also genuinely admired him, which further lowered their impression of the Crown Prince's faction, who were now seen as unreasonable.

Perhaps seeing that he could not target Yinzhen through the court, the Crown Prince personally took action, starting to win over the Thirteenth Prince and suppress the Fourteenth Prince.

Who wouldn't call the Crown Prince ruthless after seeing this? Everyone knows that only the Thirteenth and Fourteenth Princes are on good terms with Prince Yong, yet the Crown Prince is deliberately trying to sow discord between the two brothers in order to suppress Yinzhen.

Even within the Crown Prince's faction, not everyone could condone such an action. After all, setting aside Prince Yong, the Thirteenth and Fourteenth Princes were also the Crown Prince's brothers, and this move by the Crown Prince could be seen as further damaging his reputation.

Regardless of what outsiders think or say, the Crown Prince is determined to do things his own way, and Prince Yong is indeed finding it difficult to deal with him. After all, the two young princes are still living in the palace, and if the Crown Prince wants to use some methods, Prince Yong cannot stop him.

After more than half a year of turmoil, the Thirteenth Prince and the Fourteenth Prince were finally granted the title of Beile and left the palace to establish their own residences. The residences were even supervised by Yinzhen and were only one street away from the Yongjun Prince's residence.

Unfortunately, due to Kangxi's favoritism towards the Crown Prince, the Thirteenth Prince Yinxiang was bound to the Crown Prince's ship and could only follow the Crown Prince's lead.

Prince Yong, Yinzhen, resigned from his position in the Ministry of Revenue under the pretext of "rest and recuperation," and took his wives, concubines, and children to avoid the turmoil in the capital. He farmed in a suburban estate and called himself "the most idle person in the world."

He appears carefree and unrestrained, but in the eyes of others, isn't he simply being coerced by the Crown Prince? Otherwise, why would a prince willingly become an idle person? And why would he enjoy farming?

Therefore, the Crown Prince, who had gone through all the trouble of ousting Yinzhen from the court, gained even more influence, but unfortunately, it was a negative influence.

"Bang!"

Yinreng kicked over the armchair, panting heavily, his eyes filled with malice.

"The most idle person in the world, what a truly great idle person in the world!"

Ignoring the servants kneeling trembling on the ground, Yinreng paced back and forth in the hall, clenching his fists and venting his anger.

During this period, he deliberately suppressed and targeted Yinzhen, wanting to drag him into this mess. The Emperor did not want to involve the Fourth Prince in factional matters, but he insisted on bringing him in. He refused to believe that the Fourth Prince was so clean and without ambition.

But Yinreng never expected that Yinzhen could be so "compromising," preferring to withdraw from the court to protect the thirteenth and fourteenth princes rather than fight.

At this moment, Yinreng felt no satisfaction at eliminating a rival; instead, he was even more furious. Didn't Yinzhen's actions only highlight his own ambition for power? The power that the fourth prince disdained, he, the crown prince, had to lower himself to fight for. Even if it was true, how could this not infuriate the proud and arrogant Yinreng?

Dissatisfied, Yinreng intensified his attacks on the Eighth Prince's faction and the Seventeenth Prince's faction in the court.

...

Regardless of the changing political landscape at court, Yinzhen and his family lived a very comfortable life on the estate.

He slept until he naturally woke up, farmed, fished, and enjoyed the scenery of lakes and mountains. When he was bored, he played with a string of children. Yinzhen lived a very happy life.

Even Honghui in the village was busier than him.

Five-year-old Honghui considers himself a big kid. He has not only started reading and writing on his own, but has also taken on the responsibilities of an older brother.

Every day, she would hold her 4-year-old sister, Bu'erhe, with her left hand and her 3-year-old brother, Hongyun, with her right hand, and ask someone to carry her 3-year-old brother, Hongshi, who was still not walking well, to go see her 4-year-old brother, Hongli, who had just been born. After completing the task of watching over her brothers, she would run to her father's side and play with him.

In order to avoid favoritism, I also need to eat with my mother often and be a good child who treats everyone equally.

In short, Honghui's days were always packed with activities; he was arguably the busiest person on the estate...

"Look who I caught! Isn't this Xiao Honghui?"

Honghui was quite composed in the face of adversity. Even when he was suddenly picked up, he did not panic at all. When he turned around, he saw that it was indeed his fourteenth uncle.

"Hello, Fourteenth Uncle. Hello, Thirteenth Uncle."

Honghui leaned obediently against Yinzhen's chest and greeted the two of them.

"Honghui is so good."

Yinzhen reached out and pinched Honghui's little face. Honghui was like a motionless little doll, letting Yinzhen do as he pleased. But the look in Honghui's eyes seemed to speak volumes, saying, "I can't help it if you're so childish."

Whether Yinzhen noticed it or not, Yinxiang, who did, couldn't help but chuckle, "Ahem... Alright, Fourteenth, you've rubbed Honghui's face all red. It's obvious you don't know how to take care of a child. Let me hold him."

After Yinxiang finished speaking, he took Honghui from Yinzhen's arms while Yinzhen was not paying attention.

"Xiao Honghui, where is your father?"

“Ama is farming.”

"How about Uncle Thirteen takes you there?"

"OK……"

Looking at his empty arms, and then at Yinxiang carrying Honghui away, Yinzhen was momentarily stunned. Having grown accustomed to Yinxiang's increasingly composed demeanor and resemblance to his fourth brother, Yinzhen was understandably shocked by his sudden action.

"No...you idiot, give me back my nephew!"

"No, no, Honghui, do you like Uncle Thirteen hugging you?"

"like."

"How about Uncle Thirteen takes you away?"

"OK."

Honghui had just nodded when Yinxiang pulled him into his arms and started running, leaving the furious Yinzhen running and shouting.

"Yinxiang, give Honghui back to me!"

"Let's see if you can catch up!"

"Hahaha, Uncle Thirteen, hurry up..."

The children's clear laughter echoed across the fields, far removed from the hustle and bustle of the court, creating a joyful and relaxed atmosphere.