Not long after Cheng'an came back, it was almost Chinese New Year. On the day before New Year's Eve, the little guy remembered that he did not send a blessing character this year, and felt a little unhappy.

Because of him, Kangxi did not write the word "Fu" to give out at the end of this year. He originally wanted to give up and wait until next year, but seeing him like this, he tapped his forehead and said, "You are the one who wanted to run around."

"Ama..." The little guy lay on his knees and called him in a long voice.

Kangxi said this, but seeing that he was still thinking about it, and thinking that he would not finish writing until tomorrow, he simply took him to the study to write together.

“Try writing it yourself.”

Thinking that he could already write some simple characters, Kangxi decided not to go through the trouble of tracing the characters for him this year.

"Okay!" The little guy agreed immediately, but when he was ready to write, he suddenly looked up and asked, "Ama, how do I write?"

Kangxi thought he could really write, and was looking forward to it. When he saw him looking at him, he couldn't help but raise his hand and flick his forehead: "If you can't, why are you pretending!"

“Watch this.” He leaned over and held the little fellow’s hand, guiding him to write stroke by stroke. A neat “福” character gradually took shape on the red paper.

After he had learned enough, Kangxi let him write on his own.

Cheng'an held the pen and took a deep breath before writing.

"What is this for?" Kangxi asked with some amusement.

"Fourth brother said that one must concentrate and calm down when writing~"

Yinzhen did say this to him because he saw that the little guy was not focused when writing and his eyes were not on the paper.

"I asked you to concentrate and calm down, but I didn't ask you to hold your breath." Kangxi felt helpless when he saw him hold his breath after taking a deep breath.

After being tapped by him, the little guy started to write properly.

Cheng'an is a clever little guy who learns things very quickly. Now he can write the word "Fu" very well, but the shape of the character is not that pretty.

But considering his age, it's already very good to be able to write like this.

"The handwriting reflects the writer." Kangxi looked at the round characters on the red paper, then looked at the person who wrote them, with a smile in his tone.

After the little guy returned to the palace, a lot of people felt sorry for him. He ate well and drank well. Now he has successfully gained weight. Now when he holds a pen, the dimples on the back of his hand are clearly visible.

"What does it mean that the handwriting reflects the character of the person?" Cheng An looked up curiously.

Kangxi: "Father is praising you."

The little guy nodded and immediately said: "My father's handwriting is just like his personality~"

Kangxi had beautiful handwriting, so he deserves this praise.

After making sure that he could write by himself, Kangxi stopped watching him and started writing himself.

When the study was warm and cozy, it started snowing outside and the snowflakes were drifting in the wind.

Finally, before New Year’s Eve, the little guy successfully sent out this year’s blessing character.

Kangxi also gave away the words "Fu" that he had written, which surprised the ministers who thought they would not receive any "Fu" this year.

The word "Fu" that the little guy gave this year is very unique. From the childish strokes, it is obvious that he wrote it himself, and not traced it like in the previous two years.

When he took the word "Fu" to the harem, the empress dowager and others were full of praise.

"Cheng'an writes the word 'Fu' very well. Just looking at it brings a feeling of blessing."

After the Queen Mother finished speaking, Concubine Hui, who had come over to join in the fun, nodded in agreement and said, "The Queen Mother is right. Cheng'an writes well. Unlike his elder brother, his handwriting is dry and clumsy, so he is not suitable for writing the word 'Fu'."

Cheng An received praise and a bunch of delicious food. He puffed out his chest and said in a baby voice, "An An will write the word 'Fu' for you next time!"

"Then I'll be waiting." Concubine Yi said with a smile.

When Concubine Mu saw her son's happy look, she fed him a bite of peach cake with a smile.

At the same time, the brothers also received the word "Fu" from the little guy, and they recognized it was written by him at a glance.

When Yinzhen received the word "Fu", he was testing his two sons' homework, so Hongli and Hongzhou also saw the word "Fu".

"My uncle's handwriting is really round." After Hong Zhou finished speaking, he saw his father looking up at him and immediately added, "It's really well written!"

Yinzhen then withdrew his gaze and pasted the word "Fu" in the study himself.

After coming out of the study, Hong Zhou couldn't help but muttered: "My father complained that my handwriting was not good a few days ago, but he likes my uncle's handwriting..."

"How old are you, my uncle?" Hongli said, looking at him. "I still have your old handwriting. Would you like to compare it with me?"

"I'm too lazy to tell you, fourth brother." Hong Zhou was still self-aware. He knew that he might not be able to write better than his uncle when he was a child. After saying that, he ran away.

The next day was New Year's Eve again.

When it comes to holidays, the little one gets easily excited. He doesn’t even want to sleep in and wakes up early.

Kangxi stopped writing today and had a rare chance to lie down for a while. Seeing that he woke up so early, he raised his hand and pushed him back into the quilt.

The little guy thought he was playing with him and giggled non-stop.

After getting up and having breakfast, Kangxi first performed the ceremony of closing the pen, and then took him to the Empress Dowager's palace to pay his respects.

He stayed in the Empress Dowager's palace to have lunch with her at noon, and in the afternoon the father and son strolled leisurely in the Imperial Garden together.

"Ama, there's snow all over here, will Yuanyuan be cold?"

When they arrived at Yuanyuan's residence near the Deer Park, the little guy looked up and asked.

"It has wool on its body and is warmer than you." Kangxi said with a smile when he saw that he was worried about this.

Yuanyuan lives in a small circular house, which is paved with wooden boards and a layer of straw.

As the name suggests, the sheep Yuanyuan was lying in the house eating grass. When it heard the little guy's voice, it twitched its ears twice and immediately ran out, even standing up and putting its two front hooves on the pen door.

"Mee-mee..."

When the little guy heard Yuanyuan's cry, he wanted to let it out immediately.

Seeing that Kangxi had no intention of stopping him, the young eunuch in charge of taking care of Yuanyuan stepped forward and opened the door.

As soon as Yuanyuan came out, she lowered her head and moved closer to his hand.

"This is candy, Yuanyuan, you can't eat it." The little guy put his hands behind his back.

It turned out that Yuanyuan kept moving closer to his hand because she smelled candy in his hand.

The candies were just given to him by the Empress Dowager. Even if Kangxi didn't want him to eat too much candy, he couldn't stop him. He personally helped him eat a few on the way to the Imperial Garden.

Hearing his words, Kangxi said, "Who says sheep can't eat sugar? It's okay to eat some occasionally."

"But... An An only has two candies left." The little guy's tone was full of reluctance.

Kangxi thought about how much he had eaten just now, and asked again: "Didn't you say you liked Yuanyuan? Why can't you even give it a piece of candy?"

Hearing this, the little guy finally gave her a candy and said, "It's not good to eat too much candy. Yuanyuan, just eat one."

When Kangxi heard this, he was both angry and amused. He wondered why he didn't feel anything bad when he ate it himself. However, today was New Year's Eve, so he was too lazy to say anything to him.

Yuanyuan had just eaten the candy he fed her when a chirp suddenly came from the sky, followed by a handsome Saker Falcon swooping down.

After being brought back to the palace by the little guy, this Saker Falcon was allowed to roam free. It was fed half of the time, and the other half it went to Jingshan to fend for itself.

"Baibai, you are not allowed to bully Yuanyuan!"

When the little guy saw it flying down, he immediately stood in front of Yuanyuan.

The Saker Falcon is ferocious by nature and is even capable of catching roe deer. If it puts its full effort into it, it will have no problem hunting a sheep.

But obviously, this spiritual Saker Falcon did not really regard Yuanyuan, the fat sheep, as its prey. Except for the fierce aura it showed when it swooped down, it did not seriously attack Yuanyuan afterwards.

You can tell from the little guy's subconscious posture that this is not the first time.

"You are not allowed to fly!"

Seeing Baibai flying up and landing directly behind Yuanyuan, and even picking up a handful of wool with his mouth, Cheng'an stomped his feet in anger.

"An An will be angry if you fly again!" The little guy said with puffed cheeks when he saw that he couldn't stop it.

I don't know if the Saker Falcon understood what he meant, but it actually folded its wings and fell to the ground, but it still moved quickly towards Yuanyuan.

"Mee-mee..."

Yuanyuan subconsciously hid behind the little guy, and the little guy opened his arms to block it. Even without using its wings, the Saker Falcon was still able to pick up a few wools from time to time.

When Kangxi saw this, he thought the Saker Falcon was quite interesting and simply sat down to watch them play.

"You don't want to eat Yuanyuan, can I give you some candy?" The little guy couldn't run anymore, so he held up the last candy in his hand.

After the Saker Falcon took the candy from his hand and ate it, it gently touched the pouch on his waist with its beak.

Cheng An came close to it and whispered, "There is no jerky. Ama won't give me any jerky."

After saying that, perhaps because he was afraid that Bai Bai wouldn't believe him, he opened his purse to show it. There was indeed no dried meat inside, but some golden melon seeds and golden peanuts.

After the little guy finished speaking, he saw that it finally stopped trying to catch Yuanyuan, so he hugged its neck and touched its feathers.

"Cheng'an, come to Ama."

As soon as Kangxi finished speaking, the little guy ran over immediately, and Haidongqing followed behind him.

"Go and get some meat." Kangxi seemed to like this Saker Falcon very much. Considering that it was difficult to hunt in winter, he gave the order specifically.

With the little guy around, the Saker Falcon was quite docile. As long as you didn't touch the places it didn't like, Kangxi would even touch it a few times.

After the Saker Falcon finished eating the meat and flew away, Kangxi took the little fellow back to the Qianqing Palace.

On the way, the little guy couldn't help but mutter: "Baibai is so disobedient, always bullying Yuanyuan."

Seeing that he sighed like a little adult after he finished speaking, Kangxi glanced down at him and said, "I see you were having a lot of fun just now."

"No, An An is protecting Yuan Yuan!" the little guy retorted.

Kangxi chuckled, rubbed his head and said, "Then you have to protect it well, otherwise such a fat sheep might be taken away by a Gyrfalcon one day."

"Baibai's mouth is so small that he can't hold Yuanyuan."

Kangxi was just saying it casually. It would be troublesome if he took it seriously, so he agreed: "You are right, Cheng'an is smart."

In the evening, when the New Year’s Eve palace banquet began, the little one smiled brightly when he saw his brothers.

Kangxi knew that he could not sit still, so he let him go after he had eaten half full.

Perhaps because of the festival, the princes finally let Yin'e go and stopped targeting him.

For this reason, Yin'e was particularly happy today. As soon as he saw the little guy coming down, he hugged him.

"Did Cheng'an write the word 'Fu' himself this year?" Yinsi asked with a smile.

Cheng An leaned in Yin'e's arms and nodded: "An An wrote it himself~"

"It's very well written." Yinzhi praised immediately.

The little guy likes to be praised. His eyes immediately curved up when he heard the words and he looked at his other brothers.

Seeing that he was seeking praise, Yinreng smiled and said, "It's really good."

After he finished speaking, Yinzhen and the others also started praising him.

"It's much more beautiful than what your tenth brother wrote when he was a child." Yinzhen said.

"Ninth brother won't let you be like this." Yin'e lowered his head and said, "Cheng'an, don't believe him. Tenth brother's handwriting when he was a child... is as beautiful as yours."

Cheng An nodded to show his respect, puffed out his chest and said in a baby voice: "Ah Ma praises An An, the name is just like the person~"

After he finished speaking, Yin'e's eyes fell on his little face, which had become increasingly rounder after he returned to the palace, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Brother Shi, what are you laughing at?" The little guy looked up when he heard the laughter.

Yin'e waved his hands quickly: "Tenth brother didn't laugh..."

Seeing that he didn't admit it, the little guy blinked but didn't ask any further questions.

This year's New Year's Eve dinner was as lively as ever, especially when the fireworks were set off. The little guy was so excited that he held one of his brothers with his left hand and his two brothers with his right hand.

Yinzhen saw that his hands were so small, yet he insisted on pulling both himself and his thirteenth brother at the same time, and his expression showed a bit of helplessness.

"Fortunately, Cheng'an is back..." Yinqi lagged behind a few steps and said with a smile when he saw that his fourth brother was forced to join in the fun.

Yinyou, who was walking beside him, nodded slightly, with a smile in his eyes.

"Fifth brother, seventh brother, come quickly~" The little guy rushed in front and did not forget to look back at his other brothers.

"good."

The two people who were called responded in unison and quickened their pace slightly.

After watching the fireworks for a while, the little guy suddenly said, "An An wants to sit high up~"

Before, Yinzhi always let him sit on his shoulders, but when they heard that he wanted to sit high up, the princes couldn't help but look at each other.

Seeing that they were silent, Yin'e immediately said, "I'll do it!"

"Can you do it?" Yinzhen looked at him with suspicion.

Without saying a word, Yin'e picked up Cheng'an and prepared to put him on his shoulders, but after trying once, twice, he still couldn't put him on.

The little guy thought he was teasing him and smiled with his little milk teeth showing.

"Um, give me a hand." When he found that he couldn't put it up, Yin'e had to ask for help.

Yinzhen and Yinsi stepped forward to help hold the little guy, and finally succeeded in putting him on his shoulders.

"An An is so tall~" The little guy sat on his brother's shoulders, moving his little feet happily.

After the Chinese New Year, the little guy will be four years old, and he has gained a lot of fat during the winter, so he is quite heavy.

Yin'e is not Yinzhi. His waist would start to bend after sitting for a while, but he insisted on holding on.

"Why don't we let Cheng'an come down first?" Yinsi said.

"No, I can bear it."

In the end, Yinxiang couldn't bear it any longer. Of course, he was also afraid that he would drop the little guy again, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Come here, Cheng'an. Brother Thirteen will take you to sit high up."

The little guy wasn't picky about his brother and obediently stretched out his hands for him to hold him down.

After Yinxiang lifted the little guy and put him on his shoulders without help, Yinzhen couldn't help but glance at Yin'e, thinking that he was so tall for nothing.

"It's New Year's Day, Brother Jiu, can you please give me some face?"

Yinzhen looked innocent: "My Lord didn't say anything."

"Do I need to explain the look in your eyes?" Yin'e's tone was filled with resentment.

“Look at the fireworks!”

It was New Year's Day and Yinzhen didn't want to make him unhappy, so he changed the subject directly.

Tonight, Cheng'an once again received the New Year's money carefully prepared by his brothers. Even the money from Yinzhi and Yinzhen was delivered to him through Yinsi.

After returning to the bedroom, it was time for the little activity after the New Year’s Eve palace banquet in Cheng’an - counting the New Year’s money.

The little guy became happier the more he counted the golden New Year's money.

When Kangxi saw his look, he took out his share and gave it to him.

"Father, you are so nice!" After the little guy received the New Year's money from him, he cupped his hands and said, "I wish Father good fortune and everything goes well~"

"Who taught you?" Seeing that he had learned to say auspicious words, Kangxi touched his little head with a smile.

"Brother taught An An~"

"Say two more words to me."

"I wish you a long life and good health..."

After the Chinese New Year, Yin'e began his life of house arrest, while Cheng'an added "Youxue Qionglin" and "Qianjia Shi" to his enlightenment.

The one who took time out today to come and teach him was Yinzhen, who was currently teaching him "A Thousand Family Poems".

"On a beautiful spring day, I went to the Si River to look for flowers... Spring is always full of flowers~"

It is a case of biting off more than you can chew, and the little guy is still young after all, so Yinzhen put the book down after teaching him just one poem.

When the little guy saw his actions, he thought he could play next, but he was taken behind the desk instead.

"Fourth brother?"

Seeing him looking at him in confusion, Yinzhen touched his little head and said, "Didn't the Emperor ask you to write every word you learned a hundred times? Fourth brother is free today, so I will write with you for a while."

For little ones, writing is fun at first, but becomes boring after writing for a long time, especially when writing the same word a hundred times.

"An An can't read!" The little guy who didn't want to write turned his dark eyes around and thought of a way.

If it was his own son, Yinzhen would have scolded him long ago, but he was just a little more serious and reasoned with the little guy in front of him: "You have to write it sooner or later, so you might as well finish it sooner."

"An An, can you write it tomorrow?" Seeing that the excuse of not knowing how to read was useless, the little guy said coquettishly.

Yinzhen shook his head: "Tomorrow and tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows..."

Perhaps it was because Yinzhen was really good at explaining the principles, and the younger one listened to him more than his brothers, so he had no choice but to pick up the pen obediently.

Seeing that the little guy was not happy, Yinzhen rubbed his head and coaxed him, "How about we write the word An in Cheng'an today?"

The little guy was still interested in his name, nodded and started writing.

He didn't make any mistakes in writing the strokes, but seeing that the words on the paper were as round as ever, Yinzhen's eyes showed a hint of smile.

Yinzhen stood by and watched for a while. Seeing that he was still serious, he stopped staring at him and took this opportunity to practice calligraphy.

Practicing calligraphy requires a quiet environment. Liu Cai and others did not dare to disturb him, so they all stepped out and waited.

The little guy wrote a round word "An" on a piece of paper. After carefully writing ten words, he suddenly became impatient.

He looked up quietly and found that his fourth brother was concentrating on writing beside him and not paying attention to him, so he couldn't help but be lazy.

Of course, in order not to attract Yinzhen's attention, his so-called laziness was just not writing and instead drawing on paper.

When Yinzhen finished writing a word and put down his pen to see how the little guy wrote, he saw that he had fallen asleep on the table. On the paper under his face there were no words but a picture of a person.

Although the man's head, limbs and body were all drawn, it could only be barely confirmed that he was drawing a person. Yinzhen took a closer look before guessing from the way he seemed to be holding a pen that the painting might be of himself.

"You were quite energetic just now, why do you feel sleepy after writing?" Yinzhen whispered, but he was reluctant to wake him up, so he carried him to the Luohan bed to rest.

Yinzhen was a very busy man, so it was good of him that he could take the time to come and see him. After settling him down, he prepared to leave.

After instructing Liu Cai and others to take good care of him, Yinzhen did not forget to take the painting with him before leaving.

While the little guy was sleeping soundly, Kangxi was talking to Yinzhen in the imperial study.

Kangxi was very interested in Western learning, so he had some knowledge of the West, but his knowledge all came from missionaries.

When talking about missionaries, we cannot fail to mention King Louis XIV of France. He was a person who loved art very much. After accidentally coming into contact with Eastern art, he was immediately amazed by ceramics, jade and other objects and developed a strong interest in the Qing Dynasty.

He learned that the emperor of the Qing Dynasty was interested in their Western science, so he specially sent missionaries to the Qing Dynasty with many astronomical and mathematical instruments.

Kangxi welcomed this very much. He even placed two missionaries, Zhang Cheng and Bai Jin, in high positions. They became special envoys of the Qing Dynasty and sent Kangxi's return gift back to France.

Bai Jin had a very good impression of this studious Eastern emperor and even wrote a book to praise him, "Biography of Emperor Kangxi".

Through missionaries, the two contemporary emperors, separated by the vast ocean, did have some communication.

However, even so, Kangxi always believed that the Qing Dynasty was vast and rich in resources, which could not be compared with the West. After all, one could see that when Westerners arrived in the Qing Dynasty, they acted as if they had never seen the world, and they waved real gold and silver and were eager to trade.

But this time, when Yinzhen returned from Great Britain and wrote down what he had seen and heard in a memorial, it attracted the attention of Kangxi.

Yinzhen did not spend a long time in Great Britain, and the only place he stayed was London, but as a prince, he still had the necessary sensitivity. If nothing else, the colonial ideas contained in the book "Robinson Crusoe" alone can show what kind of country Great Britain is.

A glimpse of the whole picture.

Kangxi saw another side of the West from his memorials and naturally would not remain indifferent.

Especially when, according to Yinzhen, Great Britain discovered huge gold and silver deposits in Mexico and Peru, as long as ships could sail there, they could transport a steady stream of gold and silver back to Great Britain.

Of course, these words were not said by Yinzhen himself, but were the original words he heard from a company called the South Sea Company in London.

It was for this reason that Kangxi found time to summon him into the palace after the New Year.

"I allow you to trade with the West..."

Kangxi had no interest in gaining a deeper understanding of the West before, but now he changed his mind and wanted Yinzhen to learn more about it under the guise of trade.

After all, if there really were so many gold and silver mines overseas, the Qing Dynasty naturally would not let them go.

Of course, as a prince, it was impossible for Yinzhen to go to sea personally, so Kangxi just asked him to be the prime minister of the matter.

"Your son obeys your command." Yinzhen bowed and accepted the order, feeling that he was finally recognized.

After Kangxi motioned for him to stand up, he talked to him about the books he had brought back.

It must be said that these books were also the reason why Kangxi paid attention to Western things.

He was originally proud of his mastery of "Elements of Geometry", but he did not expect that the West already had more profound mathematical content such as analytic geometry and calculus.