Speaking of this, not only Kangxi, but even Yinzhi and others beside him couldn't help but frowned, as if it was really the case. Khan Ama had to get up before dawn every day to attend court, and after dinner every day he had to deal with official business for a while before he could rest. Some time ago, he was so busy that he couldn't sleep until the middle of the night. Isn't this getting up earlier than the chicken, sleeping later than the dog, and working more than the cow?

"But being an idle and useless prince is different. First, your status is there. An idle prince is also a member of the royal family, right? Ordinary people can't bully you. Secondly, you have plenty of time. You can do whatever you want. The most important thing is that you have money to spend. As long as your son doesn't commit suicide in the future, he will basically have the freedom to fly as high as the sky and the fish as wide as the sea. So, Khan, will you really not consider giving your son the hereditary iron hat princeship?"

As he spoke later, Yinzuo's tone became relaxed and cheerful, and in the end he even changed the subject back to the original topic. After all, one should still have ideals. What if his father suddenly agreed to it?

But it was obvious that his father was still sane. He waved to Yinzuo to come to his side, then raised his hand and patted his shoulder.

"Yinzuo, although it's dark, you haven't fallen asleep yet? Let's not dream about it for now. But what you just said seems to make sense to me after thinking about it. Being an emperor is really hard. Don't worry, your father will never let you suffer. But I also think that this idle prince seems to be living too comfortably. I live such a miserable life, and I don't want you to be so comfortable. What do you think we should do?"

What could Yinzuo do? He thought to himself, if I had a way, why would I still be here to act according to your mood? Alas, it seems that the father-son relationship between him and Kangxi is still a bit too plastic. The main thing is that there is some father-son love, but not much.

"Khan, I'm not your favorite child anymore. How can you be so cruel? You can't let your son enjoy the happiness of being a playboy and a prodigal son just because you suffered the hardships of being an emperor. How about this, let's make a deal. Your son will suffer a little bit, and forget about being a prodigal son. He can just be a playboy. What do you think?"

Of course, Yinzuo's idea was not a good one for Kangxi. However, after this round of jokes, his anxiety before the expedition was relieved a lot.

"That really wronged our Sixth Prince. Khan Ama couldn't bear to let you go. You'd better make some progress for me. I will lead the troops to war tomorrow. I won't be in the palace. You should behave yourself. If I come back and find out that you caused trouble, I will show you how I will deal with you."

Oh, please, please. Honesty is impossible. How long do you really think it'll take you to come back? I'm embarrassed to tell you, but it's going to be quick. You basically just went out for a stroll, got sick, and came back. If I don't take advantage of this period of time when there are no tigers in the mountains and make a big move, how can I become king?

Even though Kangxi was worried, he still had to set off at dawn. Before leaving, he and Yinreng and his son held hands and looked at each other with tears in their eyes, and saw him off for 18 miles. The scene made the brothers who came to see him off feel so jealous. Yesterday they were still complaining about Yinzuo being favored by the Khan. Now it seems that was just a small part of it. If Yinzhi was not now in the army, with an opportunity to make great achievements, he would probably have bitten his back teeth off.

Of course, Yinzuo was not among those who were jealous. As the saying goes, there is no harm without expectation. Although Yinzuo had increasingly put himself into the identity of Kangxi's son over the years, and gradually regarded Kangxi as his own father as he got along with him, he did not have too many expectations of Kangxi. Now, looking at the scene where the father and son were reluctant to say goodbye, he had only one thought in his mind, to cherish these last moments of fatherly love and filial piety, after all, Kangxi would soon become dissatisfied with Yinreng.

Not long after Kangxi left, the study was closed because of the hot weather. Yinzuo and the others suddenly went from being busy every day to having nothing to do. They had time, but Kangxi was away. The crown prince was now busy as regent and naturally had no time to take care of them. So, under the leadership of the mountain king Yinzuo, these naughty monkeys really ran around in and out of the palace and almost turned the palace upside down.

"Sixth brother, are you sure this is really okay?"

No matter how he looked at it, Yinzhen still felt that his sixth brother's method seemed unreliable. Who would teach someone to swim by just throwing them into the pool and letting them splash around?

"What else? If you can do it, go ahead."

Yin Zuo knew his method wasn't very reliable, but wasn't it his only option? Besides, he'd learned to swim by splashing around in the hot springs. And if anything went wrong, wouldn't he have someone guarding the pool? If anything went wrong, he could just pull Yin Zuo up.

"I can't do it. Sixth brother, you should do it."

Yinzhen had been struggling in the pool for several days and had only just learned how to doggy paddle. If he were to teach Yinzhen how to swim, there was a high probability that they would both end up lying at the bottom of the pool.

Seeing that Yinzhen no longer stopped him, Yinzuo carried Yin? to the edge of the pool, looked at the trembling little fat boy in his arms, and comforted him in what he thought was a gentle tone.

"Tenth brother, don't be afraid. Sixth brother tells you that learning to swim is the death of the brave. Float, float. Once you're full, you'll float."

Yin Zuo was already a little scared when he was held by Yin Zuo and hung over the pond. Now, hearing his sixth brother's words in that sinister tone, he felt even more frightened and anxious. But was his fear any use? The answer was, of course, no.

"Sixth Brother, why is it that the bravest ones die from overeating? Can you really float after drinking enough?"

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