Kangxi frowned slightly.

The Forbidden City is filled with a diverse population. Not counting the masters of each palace, the number of eunuchs, palace maids and guards alone exceeds 100,000. If some strict rules are not formulated, I am afraid that some trouble will arise every day.

As for the education of the princes, he also went through that time. Since he could endure it, his sons could endure it too.

The Shangshufang is located in Xuanhua Pavilion next to the Ganxi Wusuo, not far from the Qianqing Palace. It only takes a quarter of an hour to get there by sedan chair.

Kangxi got out of his sedan chair at the door, and Yinreng followed suit.

By the time Kangxi stood firm, Yinreng had already walked quickly to his side from behind.

Kangxi walked into the yard and saw a tall porch in front of him. Under the porch was a lotus pond. The lotus flowers in it had withered, and even the stems and leaves were beginning to dry up and turn yellow.

After passing through the porch, we arrived at the Shangshu Room.

It was around two o'clock in the afternoon. The princes had finished their lunch and were now studying at their desks.

Although they said they were reviewing, most of the princes were actually dozing off. Only the little ones were trying hard to keep their eyelids open and stare at the books in front of them.

The young eunuchs serving the princes were all standing at the door. When they saw Kangxi and Yinreng coming, they wanted to kneel down and salute. Liang Jiugong made a gesture, and everyone dared not say a word.

In fact, Kangxi came here at this time for a surprise inspection. Usually, he could only spare time to check his sons' learning progress at the end of the Shen hour.

Yinreng followed Kangxi, staring inside with wide eyes. He immediately saw Yinqi, who was leaning forward with his head supported. It was because this kid had a big head...

The Empress Dowager could not finish all the food she received, so after raising Yinqi, she gave him as much nutrition as possible and also improved his physique.

Among the third to eighth children, he is the fattest.

However, due to too much study and riding and archery courses, Yinqi gradually became thinner, which made the empress dowager feel distressed. Every time she saw him, she had to prepare several boxes of food for him.

Yinreng looked at his other brothers again. There was actually not much difference between them. Everyone looked listless and listless.

The only difference is whether you fall asleep or not.

There was a table at the back of the room. Xu Yuanmeng was sitting behind the table with a wrinkled face. The brush in his hand kept shaking, and it looked like he was making annotations.

"Oh, my poor Oudoudou, you are going to be scolded again! Tsk, you dare to sleep during the review! Today I will let you experience what it means to be loved by your own father."

Yinreng's excited words rang in his ears, and Kangxi couldn't help but turn his head to glance at him.

Although I don’t know what “Ou Dou Dou” means, since Yinreng was so excited, I can guess that this word probably refers to Yinzhi and others.

He was going to teach his sons a lesson, but Yinreng, the elder brother, was so excited. It turned out that the care and love he showed to his younger brothers in Yuqing Palace yesterday was all a false illusion.

snort!

Unfilial and unbrotherly!

Just when Kangxi was dissatisfied with Yinreng, Yinreng's voice sounded again -

"What's so good about being a prince? You get up earlier than the chickens and go to bed later than the dogs. You get scolded for any disagreement. You don't have enough to eat or sleep. You even have to fight for the chair under your own father's butt. If you win, you will be abandoned by everyone. If you lose, your whole family will die..."

Kangxi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Get up earlier than the chicken and sleep later than the dog?

Not eating enough and sleeping well?

He said this is the life of a prince?

And the last two sentences, what does it mean that if you win, everyone will abandon you, and if you lose, your whole family will go to hell?

Could this be something he experienced in his previous life?

No, it's impossible.

How could the son he raised turn against his own brothers for the throne?

Kangxi didn't want to believe it, but the uneasiness in his heart could not be erased.

Kangxi turned his head to look at Yinreng, forced a smile as if nothing had happened, and asked in a low voice,

"Baocheng, these brats actually dared to sleep here. Tell me, how should I punish them?"

Yinreng was stunned for a moment, then spoke,

"My son feels that since his brothers are still young and have such a busy schedule, it's reasonable for them to take a nap occasionally."

"Isn't that the standard answer? I don't understand why the old man is so obsessed with seeing his sons being friendly and respectful to each other. With my acting skills, I can just act it out and get away with it."

Kangxi's face turned even darker.

Acting?

It turns out that the concern this kid showed for his brothers before was all fake.

"snort!"

Kangxi snorted coldly and walked into the house.

Haha Zhuzi, who was sitting at the door, was the first to see Kangxi. He was so frightened that he stood up in a flash and then knelt down.

"This servant...this servant pays homage to His Majesty, His Majesty, the Crown Prince."

Yinreng marveled in his heart,

"Even after being so scared, he can still kneel so properly. This kid has a future!"

Kangxi's speechlessness was beyond words.

He ignored Ajiga who was kneeling on the ground and walked straight forward.

But when Ajiga made a noise, everyone in the room became alert. Yinzhi, Yinzhen and other elder brothers looked back and quickly stood up to salute Kangxi.

"Your son pays homage to the Emperor, Father, and the Crown Prince."

Xu Yuanmeng also stood up immediately, walked to the table and kowtowed to Kangxi.

After Kangxi sat at the head of the table, he spoke:

"Everyone, get up."

Yinreng stood on the left side of Kangxi, glanced at the table, and muttered to himself,

"This should be Xiao Si's policy paper. It's worthy of the calligraphy that the old man praised, but there are too many annotations on it. But... he is only eight years old this year, what does he need a bicycle for? It's already impressive that he can write it."

Kangxi followed Yinreng's gaze and saw the policy paper written by Yinzhen. Xu Yuanmeng had just written comments on it, and the ink was not dry yet.

Kangxi picked it up and read it from beginning to end. The writing style was immature. Although the argument was clear, it lacked depth, the evidence was not sufficient, and the levels were not distinct enough. In short, it was still far from good enough.

However, what Yinreng said was not wrong. The fourth brother was still young, and it was not easy for him to write this policy paper at such an age. Moreover, his calligraphy was also remarkable, which was good.

Kangxi took Yinzhen's policy paper aside and turned out the policy paper of the third prince Yinzhi.

Compared with Yinzhen, Yinzhi's answer sheet was obviously much better looking, and the handwriting was also good. Xu Yuanmeng's annotations were mostly about depth and breadth. Kangxi knew how obsessed his son was with Chinese studies.

After reading the two policy papers, Kangxi looked at the group of nervous little kids below and smiled gently.

"Yinzhi, Yinzhen's policy paper is well written."

Among these sons, only Yinzhi and Yinzhen have progressed to the point where they can write policy essays. As for the others, Yinqi can't even speak Chinese fluently, and Yinyou and Yinsi only came to the Shangshufang this spring. Let alone writing policy essays, they haven't even learned the "Three Thousand Hundred" yet.