Fei Yanggu had been in a coma with a high fever. In addition to the life-threatening gunshot wound, he also had abrasions and penetrating wounds of various sizes. In addition, his old ailments had flared up, making him look extremely dangerous.

After visiting several times, His Highness the Crown Prince ordered an imperial edict to be posted, inviting skilled and knowledgeable doctors from the common people to come for a consultation and to pull the person back from the brink of death.

Yi Hua's handwritten letter has arrived, and the Crown Prince ordered someone to read it aloud to Fei Yanggu, hoping to awaken him from his coma.

While Yinreng lacked the talent to lead troops into battle, he was indeed adept at post-war governance.

After the initial panic, Yinreng demonstrated his remarkable political acumen. He issued a series of instructions from his tent regarding matters such as settling the disaster victims, re-selecting junior officials, and post-disaster reconstruction.

Kangxi received a secret report on all of Yinreng's performance. Overall, he was satisfied, but he was troubled by the fact that Fei Yanggu was still unconscious. He had received news that the fourth prince's wife was pregnant again, and this might be another "Honghui". He must not lose the child due to excessive grief.

A renowned physician had to be sent to treat him. After replying to the Crown Prince's memorial, Emperor Kangxi sent a doctor over, specifically requesting that he treat Fei Yanggu.

Perhaps it was because Fei Yanggu was indeed in good health, or perhaps it was because Yi Hua's letter had an effect, or perhaps it was just a lucky guess from a doctor's prescription, but in any case, he suddenly opened his eyes that morning.

As long as a person is conscious, there is a way to treat them; otherwise, a high fever can damage a person's brain.

Yi Hua sat by the window, no longer interested in the steaming hot and sour noodles. She was calculating the distance of the urgent 800-li delivery. Even if her father hadn't replied in time, it had been five days, so something must have happened.

However, Yinzhen kept saying that everything was fine, so Yihua didn't dare to ask any more questions. She suppressed her anxiety and called Honghui to her side that evening.

"Honghui, tell your mother the truth, has something happened to your maternal grandfather?" Yihua asked directly, trying to get the answer from Honghui's micro-expressions.

“Mother, why would you think that? This afternoon, while accompanying Your Majesty, I accidentally saw the memorial from the Crown Prince’s second uncle. It said that they had won a great victory over the Dzungars and were dealing with various matters after the war. They will be able to return to the capital in a few days.”

“However, the casualties in this battle were indeed heavy. It seems that my maternal grandfather injured his hand. My maternal grandfather has already sent a royal physician over. It’s just a minor injury, Mother, don’t worry.” Honghui said calmly as he told Yihua the words he had prepared in advance.

"Really? He just hurt his hand?" Yi Hua was a little skeptical, but then she thought about it and realized it made sense. Her father couldn't write letters because he hurt his hand, so it was normal that he hadn't replied yet.

"Look at what you're saying, this is already very serious. I'm afraid my grandfather will never be able to hold a gun again." Honghui expressed his regret, as he still wanted to continue learning marksmanship from his grandfather.

“Your maternal grandfather is quite old, and he was forced to don the armor this time. It would be good for him to retire and take a leisurely job in the capital.” Seeing that Honghui spoke sincerely, Yihua believed most of it and finally felt relieved.

“Okay, son will take care of his maternal grandfather on behalf of his mother,” Honghui said sweetly.

Yinzhen watched from outside the door as Honghui knelt before Yihua, acting like a child. He didn't disturb him and turned to leave, saying, "Su Peisheng, give a warning to everyone in the manor. They must keep their mouths shut and not say anything out of line in front of the Fujin. Don't let anyone from the Ulanara manor come to visit us recently."

"Yes," Su Peisheng replied. He thought to himself that he had to teach these people a lesson. If anything went wrong with the Fujin's pregnancy because of this, he would really be going to see the King of Hell.

******

Prince Zhi smashed a cup in his residence again: "Crown Prince, Crown Prince, it's the Crown Prince again! All the civil and military officials are praising him as worthy of being the Crown Prince. Are we just going to stand by and watch him win over the hearts of the people and gain military merit?!"

Nalan Mingzhu sighed inwardly. This child was still so impatient at his age. In terms of composure, he was a step behind the Crown Prince. Of course, in terms of bravery, he was far superior to the Crown Prince. This was just how things in life were not always perfect.

"Your Highness, what we need to do cannot be accomplished overnight. First of all, we must remain calm. You must not show any dissatisfaction with the Crown Prince in front of the Emperor. On the contrary, you must praise him to the skies."

Prince Zhi sat down, panting, and listened to Nalan Mingzhu's words, wanting to refute them but suddenly realizing something was wrong.

After pondering for a while, his eyes lit up: "You're right, I should praise him properly. Not only me, but I should also have the people below sing praises to my good second brother, so that Father Emperor can hear the praise for the Crown Prince every day."

"Excellent." Nalan Mingzhu clapped his hands and laughed.

Sure enough, in the days that followed, Kangxi noticed that more and more people were praising the Crown Prince in elaborate ways, writing eloquent and beautifully crafted memorials that described even the smallest detail of his hair as perfect.

At first, Kangxi was very proud. This was the crown prince he had personally nurtured, the first crown prince in the Qing Dynasty to be officially recognized as the rightful heir!

But after a while, Kangxi got a little tired of it. He fiddled with the memorials that were full of flattery for the Crown Prince, holding them in his hand without wanting to open them.

Honghui sat below Kangxi, looking at the stack of unopened memorials, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "Grandpa, are you tired from reading the memorials? Let me help you go for a walk."

"My eyes hurt a little. You read to me." Kangxi closed his eyes, as if he were really tired.

Honghui agreed, then washed his hands, gently opened the memorial, and began to read it aloud with great expression.

If someone didn't know better, they might think Honghui was telling some interesting story. Liang Jiugong picked at his ear, his heart trembling. He looked at Kangxi, who was leaning back in his chair and seemed to be asleep, and lowered his head even further. At the same time, he waved his hand to tell the servants in the Hall of Mental Cultivation not to make any noise.

Honghui seemed completely oblivious, and would even take a sip of water when his mouth got dry from reading.

Kangxi suddenly hummed in agreement, as if startled awake from a dream. Honghui immediately stopped reading the memorial: "Grandfather?"

"Honghui, what do you think of these memorials?"

Honghui hesitated for a moment: "Grandpa, to be honest, these memorials are ornate and beautifully rhymed, but they lack genuine feelings."

"The efforts made by the Crown Prince's Second Uncle on the border were not mentioned in the memorials. Father and Honghui said that it is easy to conquer the world but difficult to govern it. The Dzungar barbarians kill, burn and plunder like savages. In a short period of time, the Crown Prince's Second Uncle has restored the administration of the border. Honghui admires him very much and longs to see it for himself." Honghui had a longing expression. "And Grandfather, Honghui's maternal grandfather was seriously injured. Honghui is very worried."

Emperor Kangxi gently rubbed the back of Honghui's head, his eyes showing a hint of affection: "Don't be afraid, Grandfather is here for you."