If Yinzuo had sighed like this in the past, Yinreng would have taken the two memorials in front of him and helped him review them, but today he had a huge pile of them in front of him. Even if he wanted to help him, he was powerless.

"Sixth brother, it's getting dark outside. Second brother thinks that instead of you sighing here, we should speed up a little. After all, a short pain is worse than a long one, right?"

Yinzuo still understood the principle that a short pain is worse than a long one. Now that this hot potato has fallen into his hands, his father will probably not allow him to throw it away again. The only thing he can do now is to quickly deal with the obstacles in front of him so that he can see the BBQ that is waving at him.

Although Yinzuo was only dealing with some unimportant memorials of greeting, he did not dare to be perfunctory. After reading the contents of the memorials at a glance, he would add a few words if he found anything interesting. If he came across something that was old-fashioned, he would just pick up his pen and write four words - I understand.

Different from the easy and casual review of the memorials of greeting on Yinzuo's side, the court affairs on Yinreng's side required much more brainpower. Fortunately, he had helped Kangxi deal with these things in the past. Although he had not practiced for a few years, these things were engraved in his bones and could not be forgotten just like that.

When Yinzhen came in from outside in the wind and snow, he saw a scene: Yinreng and Yinzuo were sitting on the couch on both sides of the kang table in the flower hall, and there was a pile of memorials in front of each of them. Yinzhen didn't need to know from the looks of it that these two people were conscripted by his Khan again.

Compared to Yinreng's concentration on doing things, Yinzuo was like a hyperactive child. Looking at the way Yinzuo moved back and forth, if Yinzhen didn't know that this was the Palace of Heavenly Purity and that there would definitely be no problems with the things used here, he would almost think that the bed under Yinzuo's butt had thorns.

"Oh, Fourth Brother, my dear, you've come at the perfect time. Come, I still have a few memorials to review. How about you help me out? I haven't had much to eat since lunch, and now I'm ravenous."

It is no exaggeration to say that Yinzuo's eyes lit up the moment he saw Yinzhen coming in from outside the door. He even remembered that his fourth brother's shiny forehead was shining with the glory of saving people from suffering. The person who came was not just as glorious as his brother, he was simply a living Bodhisattva who saved people from suffering.

Hearing Yinzuo's exaggerated and excited tone, the living Bodhisattva had only one idea in his mind, that is to turn around and run. Yinzuo was already at a point where he had to find a way out. If he let his fourth brother escape like this, he would be doomed. So at this time, he didn't care whether he would disturb Yinreng. He got up from the bed and ran towards Yinzhen without even having time to put on his shoes.

"I'm telling you, Fourth Brother, didn't you just get here? Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Look at how cold your hands are. Come, let's sit on the couch and warm them up. Wanquan, come and help me support our Crown Prince. We must not let him run away..."

Haha, you still have the nerve to ask me why I'm in such a hurry to leave? Why should I stay here if I don't leave? Am I being used as a laborer by you? Yinzhen was dragged to the bed by Yinzuo's arm. Under Yinzuo's attentive smile, he reluctantly took off his shoes and got on the bed. Resignedly, he picked up the red brush on the table and began to help him review the pile of memorials on the table.

As the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together." Yinreng has been hanging out with Yinzuo most of the time in the past two years. Although he hasn't learned anything else from him, he has become more and more shameless. Seeing that Yinzuo pushed all his problems onto Yinzhen, he simply followed his example.

"Fourth brother, as the saying goes, one thing is worse than two masters. Since we are all reviewing memorials, why don't you work harder and help my second brother review these memorials as well? My second brother just had a stomachache on the way here, and now he feels very uncomfortable with his stomach churning..."

Humph, I believed your lies, second brother. If you want to fool me, then at least find a decent excuse. Stomachache, what an excuse you can come up with. Of course, it's not wrong to use this as an excuse, but you have to pretend to be more convincing, right? Do you think I'm a fool? The place you're holding is obviously not your stomach.

Yinreng did not fail to notice the incredible look in Yinzhen's eyes when he looked at him, but what he wanted to say was that those who accomplish great things do not care about trivial matters, so there is no need to care about the process. In short, he is now free of worries.

"Sixth brother, Xiaojiu should be almost ready. You're hungry, right? Why don't we go find Khan Ama now? The sooner we get there, the sooner we can eat, right? Fourth brother, I'm sorry to bother you with this..."

Although Yinzuo's cry of hunger just now was a bit of a pitiful act, he was not just doing it entirely. Yinzuo thought Yinreng's suggestion was a good one. He bent down, picked up his shoes on the ground, put them on, turned around, pulled Yinreng beside him, and walked towards the back hall.

Of course, although he left without hesitation, he did not completely forget his poor fourth brother. He even wrote a letter of guarantee to his fourth brother while leaving.

"Fourth brother, work hard here. I'll have Dexi bring the meat to you after it's grilled. Don't worry, I promise you that I will grill the meat myself and will never let anyone else do it..."

Yinzhen watched helplessly as his troubled brother dragged his equally troubled brother with him as he disappeared from the entrance of the flower hall. After a long while, he sighed helplessly and turned around to resign himself to dealing with the pile of memorials on the table. Well, let him say that among his group of brothers, there was not a single good person, they were all scoundrels...

Yinzuo pulled Yinreng out of the flower hall and went straight to Kangxi's study. Don't ask why it was the study. The reason was that it was entirely due to the unique telepathy between them father and son. It should be said that Yinzuo's telepathy was quite accurate. Kangxi was actually in the study at this moment.

"Why did you come at this time? Did you finish processing those memorials so quickly?"

It's not that Kangxi didn't believe in his son's ability, but he was really too sure about it. If he wanted to handle those memorials with quality and quantity, it would definitely not take such a short time.

Yinreng and Yinzuo looked at each other when they heard this, and both of them showed a little embarrassed expression on their faces. Yinzuo was thicker-skinned than his second brother after all. He quickly returned to normal, walked quickly to the side of Kangxi, helped him up on the chair, and pulled him out of the study, not forgetting to explain to his father as he walked.

"How could it be finished so quickly? Didn't Fourth Brother come? Seeing Second Brother and I working so hard on the memorials, he offered to help us. I thought Father would be hungry by now, so I didn't argue with him..."