In the warm hall, the princes sat together and discussed how to reorganize the Eight Banners children according to the charter they had written earlier. Not far from them, on a soft couch, lay a little guy who was soundly sleeping.

"I think the 'raising soldiers' strategy in Fourth Brother's charter is very good." Yinzhen said.

Reserve soldiers mean reserve soldiers.

The number of soldiers in the army is limited and cannot be expanded at will, so there are so many idle people among the Eight Banners. But in Yinzhen's view, if these people cannot be directly stuffed into the barracks, can't they recruit "training soldiers" from each banner?

Yinzhi also thought this was a good idea and nodded, "It's indeed a good idea."

"Brother, please speak a little more quietly." Seeing that his voice was so loud, Yin'e subconsciously turned his head to look at the couch.

The little guy, who was curled up in the quilt with only his face exposed, was not woken up, and his little face was rosy from sleep.

However, with Yin'e's reminder, not only Yinzhi, but other princes also lowered their voices.

"I think it is necessary to set up the Eight Banners Office. The Eight Banners Commanders are now working in their own homes, which is too casual..."

"Indeed, we are all officials, and even we have to report to the government office. Why can they stay at home?"

"In that case, the rules regarding the Eight Banners should also be revised..."

The princes were discussing very seriously, except Yin'e, who spoke twice at the beginning, but gradually found it boring and secretly moved to the couch where Cheng'an was and sat down to watch him sleep.

Yinzhen already knew what kind of person he was. When he noticed him, he glanced at him with the corner of his eye and then looked away.

As the princes continued to talk, Yin'e felt a little sleepy, especially when he saw the little guy sleeping so soundly on the couch.

He raised his hand and yawned, suddenly feeling like lying down.

It doesn't matter if you lie down or listen to it...

Yin'e thought to himself, and after looking at his brothers who were still discussing, he saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he simply lay down on the edge of the couch.

There were charcoal basins burning everywhere in the hall, and the temperature was still acceptable, especially there was a small heater on the couch that was emitting heat.

It turns out that lying down is the most comfortable thing in winter!

Yin'e sighed in his heart, and after lying down for a while, he wanted to cover himself with a quilt again. He looked down and saw that the quilt on the little guy was quite big, so he reached out and gently pulled it open to cover himself.

"Brother..."

As the quilt moved, the little guy who was originally sleeping also moved, and made vague sounds from his mouth.

Yin'e was startled and quickly reached out to gently pat his back. After making sure that he had not woken him up, he hugged him and continued to lie down.

"Fourth brother has a point..."

"In my opinion..."

Yin'e was really only planning to lie down for a while before getting up, but the quilt was so warm, especially the "little heater" in his arms, which was fragrant, soft and warm, and he fell asleep without realizing it.

"Why did Tenth Brother fall asleep on the couch?" When Yinzhen picked up the teacup to moisten his throat and was about to take a look at his brother, he was first met with Yin'e's broad back.

When the other princes heard his words, they looked over. Yinzhi couldn't help but say, "This Tenth Prince, isn't he afraid of squeezing Cheng'an?"

Yinreng stood up and took a look, and only felt relieved when he made sure that Cheng'an was not squeezed and was covered well with the quilt.

Yinzhen tried to wake up Yin'e, but he was sleeping too soundly. Yinzhen was afraid that any excessive movement would wake Cheng'an, so he finally gave up.

It was not until the brothers had discussed the general rules that Yin'e, who had had a good sleep, woke up. He stretched and said, "I slept so comfortably—"

Seeing him sleeping, he just slept, but now he got up and directly pulled back the quilt. Yinreng, whose temper had improved a lot since he was released from confinement, suddenly felt like hitting someone.

He was just thinking about it when Yinzhi took action and slapped Yin'e on the arm.

After being beaten, Yin'e realized that he had lifted Cheng'an's quilt when he stood up and quickly covered him back.

However, the continuous noise still woke up the sleeping little guy. He rubbed his eyes and sat up. Before his eyes were fully opened, he shouted: "Brother~"

"Why!"

The brothers responded in unison, and Cheng An opened his eyes and smiled at them: "An An Yi just went to bed~"

The little guy who just woke up had a rosy face and a voice that was even more tender than usual. Yinreng bent down and held him in his arms: "Are you still sleeping?"

"No~" Cheng An shook his head and leaned his face in his arms.

Maybe because he just woke up, the little guy was a little clingy and quieter than usual. He would only respond when the brothers teased him, but he still loved to laugh.

It was already late and it started snowing outside. In order to avoid heavy snow that would make it difficult to walk, the princes decided to go back to their respective homes.

After they left, Yinreng decided to send Cheng'an back before the snow got heavier.

You can still take a sedan chair from Xian'an Palace to Qianqing Palace, but you have to get off to enter Qianqing Palace.

Before getting out of the sedan chair, Yinreng felt that the wind outside was quite strong, so he simply opened his cloak and wrapped Cheng'an in it.

Cheng'an probably thought it was fun, so he stuck his head in there as well. When Yinreng came out of the sedan chair, he couldn't see the little guy at first glance.

It was warm inside the cloak and the light was a little dim, but Cheng An felt safe and had fun inside, and he laughed crisply.

Yinreng listened to his laughter and hugged him tighter, while making sure to leave a gap for him to breathe.

Kangxi had finished his work by now, and when he found it snowing outside, he walked to the window. As soon as he stood in front of the window, he saw Yinreng coming from afar.

Cheng'an hid in Yinreng's cloak, and someone was holding an umbrella for him, so Kangxi didn't notice this little guy for a while.

"Where's Cheng'an?"

As soon as Yinreng stepped into the door, Kangxi came over and asked.

"An An is in there~" When the little guy heard his father asking him, he just poked his head out.

Kangxi looked at his flushed little face and said unhappily, "Don't you feel uncomfortable holding it in?"

After saying this, he looked at the scene of his youngest son curled up in his second son's cloak and found it somewhat funny. He even had the idea of ​​painting a picture.

He did it as soon as he thought of it. After Yinreng put Cheng'an down and took his leave, Kangxi ordered people to prepare brushes, ink, paper and inkstone to start painting.

"An An, I want it~"

When the little guy saw that his father wanted to draw, he immediately raised his hand.

Kangxi made three rules with him and would only take him with him after he promised not to play with ink, not to paint on his hands or body, and not to paint on the table.

After Laba Festival, it is the New Year.

After Cheng'an drank the delicious Laba porridge, the New Year was approaching.

At the end of every year, Kangxi would take the time to write some blessing characters and give them out, and this year was no exception.

"An An Yi wants to write blessing~"

Kangxi had only been writing the character "Fu" for two days, but the little guy already recognized the character and said he wanted to write it too.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Kangxi's memories of last year were immediately brought back.

At this time last year, when Kangxi was writing the word "Fu", the little guy made a lot of trouble and pressed his little ink handprints all over the stack of "Fu" characters he had just written.

"Why did you write 'Fu'?" Kangxi asked after glancing at him.

Cheng An said without hesitation: "An An wants to send blessings to my brother~"

On the first day Kangxi wrote the word "Fu", the little one curiously asked why. Now he already knew that giving "Fu" is a good omen.

Although he still didn't quite understand what "meaning" meant, he still understood "good". In his naive thinking, since "blessing" meant "good", his brother must have it too.

"I will write a few more for them," said Kangxi.

In previous years, not all princes received the character "Fu" from Kangxi. After all, Kangxi had many ministers to send gifts to and did not have the time to write so many.

"An An wants to write it by herself~"

"You haven't even finished speaking yet and you're already thinking of writing." Kangxi's tone revealed a hint of disdain, but he still ordered someone to bring his special pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Soon, a chair large enough for the little guy to write was placed next to Kangxi's desk, and a small brush specially designed for him was prepared.

Cheng'an was influenced by Kangxi and the princes every day. After he stood firmly on the chair, he was ready to hold the pen, but he did not start writing for a long time.

"Why not write it?" Kangxi asked knowingly.

The little guy looked up at him and asked, "How does Ama write it?"

I don't know how to write it, but I insist on writing it myself...

Kangxi complained in his heart, moved behind him and taught him step by step.

With his guidance, the word "Fu" was written quickly. However, the little one whose hands passively followed his movements objected: "An An wants to write it by himself~"

Kangxi wanted him to write it himself, but he had to be able to do it.

He was unwilling to be taught step by step, and he couldn't write it by himself. After going back and forth for a while, Kangxi felt like spanking him.

The little guy probably noticed it, and immediately let go of the pen and hugged him and said coquettishly: "Ama is the best~"

Seeing that he had learned the word "best" from somewhere, Kangxi, who was helpless with him, finally came up with a good idea.

He first picked up the pen and wrote a hollow "Fu" character on the red paper, and then asked the little guy to fill the hollow part with ink with a brush, so that it could be considered as his own writing.

The little guy was so happy that he could finally write the word "Fu" by himself. He held the brush and started to write it with great concentration.

"Don't write it out." Kangxi reminded him when he saw that he had smeared all the ink.

"An An knows~"

Cheng'an agreed very well, but his little hands were a little out of his control and he always smeared excess ink outside the word "Fu".

Kangxi looked at it for a while and was too lazy to say anything. He continued to write the hollowed-out word "Fu" for him.

To be honest, he could have written several "Fu" characters with that much time, and he felt a little helpless.

"Father, look~" Cheng An said excitedly after painting the first word "Fu".

With the foundation of Kangxi, even if the little guy smeared a lot of ink, the character "Fu" is still acceptable as a whole. It's just that when you look closely, you will find that the strokes are not smooth and the ink color is sometimes thick and sometimes thin.

"Not bad." After praising, Kangxi handed him another one to paint.

Thinking that this was the word "Fu" given to his brother, Cheng'an became particularly energetic and started to color one after another.

Even though you just paint and fill in the characters according to their frame, it is still quite difficult for the little ones to paint a few pictures.

“I’m so tired…”

After Cheng An finished painting another picture, he couldn't help but complain of being tired.

"Then don't write it." Kangxi immediately took the pen from his hand when he heard his words.

"Da brother, second brother, third brother, fourth brother, fifth brother, seventh brother... no more!" Cheng An stretched out his hand to count the word "Fu" that he had just "written". When he found that there were so many brothers who didn't have one, his eyes widened immediately.

Kangxi was amused by his little appearance and patted his head and said, "Don't worry, it won't be too late to write after a rest."

Cheng'an was quite persistent in giving "Fu" to his brothers. In the next few days, whenever he thought of it, he would pull Kangxi to write the word "Fu", so much so that Kangxi wrote more "Fu" characters than in previous years.

After finally writing enough "Fu" characters for his brothers, the little guy did not stop but continued writing.

Kangxi thought he was addicted to writing and said nothing, but prepared some more "Fu" characters for him to paint.

After Cheng An finished painting the last word "Fu", he held it up and said to him: "An An sends Ama Fu~"

To be honest, it was impossible for Kangxi not to feel jealous when he saw him writing the word "Fu" so seriously to give to Yinzhi and others these days, especially when he saw him counting them one by one but never reading his own.

When he finished writing the first one and gave it to him, Kangxi was still touched. He took it and said, "It's very well written."

When Cheng'an heard his father's praise, his eyes curved into a smile.

"Come on, Dama will take you to paste the word 'Fu'." After saying this, Kangxi picked him up.

The word "Fu" is usually pasted on the door. When Kangxi held him in his arms and came to the door of the main hall and was about to paste it himself, he thought that if he pasted it there it would be exposed to wind and sun, so he changed his mind and decided to paste it inside the door.

After Cheng An was carried back inside by him, he watched him stretch out his hand to brush the paste and asked curiously, "Ama, what?"

The older the little guy gets, the more curious he becomes. Kangxi said, "This is glue. You can stick the word 'Fu' on the door."

After saying that, Kangxi simply held his little hand and led him to apply the paste, and then led him to paste the word "Fu" on.

“It looks good~”

After the word "Fu" was pasted, the little guy applauded.

In addition to his father and brother, Cheng'an also wrote many more Chinese characters for blessing and sent them to all the concubines in the harem the next day.

The little guy not only personally sent the word "Fu" to the empress dowager and his mother, but also to some concubines in the harem who were usually nice to him.

The Queen Mother had always liked this little grandson. Seeing that he was so filial at such a young age, she asked someone to bring a box of jade pendants and various gold trinkets that the little guy liked for him to play with.

Kangxi had taught Cheng'an not to ask for other people's things casually, but when the empress dowager told him that he could not refuse gifts from elders, the little guy immediately accepted those things without any burden, and then coaxed her sweetly to make her happier.

Not to mention his mother, Chen, who has now been conferred the title of Mupin. She was happy to see her son write the word "Fu" at such a young age even though she knew it was just copying what the emperor had written.

The ladies in charge, such as Concubine Yi and Concubine De, were originally nice to him because their own sons liked this younger brother. Later, after getting to know him more, they really fell in love with this little guy with a likable personality and appearance.

When Concubine Yi and the others received the blessing character he sent, they all praised him highly. If they hadn't known that Kangxi didn't allow him to eat too much cakes and pastries, they would have wanted to take out all the delicious food in their palace to treat him.

Among them, Concubine Hui liked him the most. When she saw him coming to give her a blessing, she hugged him and loved him so much.

"How can Cheng'an be so obedient? If your elder brother were as considerate as you..."

Concubine Hui wanted to sigh when she thought that if it weren't for the little guy in her arms, her stupid son would have been locked up for life.

"Brother Da is not behaving well?" When Cheng An heard her mention Brother Da, he immediately looked up with a curious expression.

Concubine Hui nodded and said affirmatively: "He is not even half as obedient as Cheng'an."

"Mother, what did you tell Cheng'an about me?" Yinzhi just came over to pay his respects and heard them talking about him from afar.

Before Concubine Hui could speak, the little one in her arms turned around and said in a baby voice, "Brother Da is not behaving well!"

Upon hearing this, Yinzhi cast a helpless look at his mother, feeling that she did not even give him face in front of her younger brother.

"It's useless to look at mother. You are not obedient. You are not like our Cheng'an who is obedient and loved." Ever since her son was released, Concubine Hui felt relieved, especially when she treated Cheng'an, her little benefactor, who was almost no worse than his biological mother.

Seeing his mother taking off the armor in her hands and hugging Cheng'an like her own son, Yinzhi couldn't help but say, "If that's the case, then let Cheng'an be your own son."

"I'm willing to do so, but I'm afraid his mother won't want to exchange with me." After Concubine Hui said this, she saw that the little guy in her arms was interested in the armor she placed on the table, so she took it and handed it to him to play with.

Cheng An had seen her wearing this just now, so he took it and tried to put it on his own hand. However, it was a little too big even for his thumb, so he laughed to himself.

Yinzhi was speechless when he heard what his mother said, so he said, "Cheng'an, come to my brother."

The little guy was still closest to his brother. When he heard his voice, he immediately climbed down from Concubine Hui's arms and ran towards him.

"See? No matter how much you like him, he is closest to my son." Yinzhi reached out and hugged him in his arms with a proud tone in his voice.

Seeing her son so high-spirited, Concubine Hui was happy and grateful to Cheng'an, but she didn't show it on her face. Instead, she picked up the blessing character beside her and said, "Cheng'an is here to send me blessings today. Do you have any?"

Yinzhi really didn't. Upon hearing this, he immediately lowered his head to look at the little guy in his arms who was trying to put the armor on his hands: "You don't even want to send blessings to your elder brother?"

"An An, send it off!" the little guy said immediately.

"When was it delivered? Why didn't Big Brother see it?"

"Ama said to help An An deliver it~"

Cheng'an wanted to deliver the word "Fu" to his brother himself, but Kangxi disagreed, so he came to the harem to deliver it instead.

Of course, before coming to the harem, he first went to Xian'an Palace. Yinreng was very happy to receive his blessing character and pasted it in his study on the spot.

Yinzhi thought about it and understood why he couldn't leave the palace. He glanced at the blessing characters in Huifei's hand and said, "You are really capable. You actually asked the emperor to write so many blessing characters for you."

That was indeed Kangxi's handwriting, and he took a quick glance at it but didn't find anything wrong.

"It was written by An An!" Cheng An was a little unhappy when he heard his words.

After seeing his expression, Concubine Hui helped Yinzhi and said, "It was obviously written by Cheng'an. If you don't know, don't say anything."

"How old is he? This is clearly the handwriting of the Emperor's father." Yinzhi said.

Concubine Hui had just learned from Liu Cai how Cheng'an wrote it, so she directly held up the word "Fu" and told him.

After hearing this, Yinzhi touched the little guy's head in his arms and praised: "Brother, it's wrong. It turns out that it was really written by Cheng'an. It's amazing."

The little guy who got praised immediately laughed again, puffed out his little chest and praised himself: "An An Yi Hai Ya~"

When the mother and son heard him bragging, they looked at each other and laughed.

At the same time, princes such as Yinzhi also received the word "Fu" sent by Kangxi.

Thanks to Cheng'an, Kangxi wrote many more "Fu" characters this year than in previous years. So he simply gave Cheng'an one of his own characters while delivering the characters to him.

The princes were surprised and flattered to see two Chinese characters for "Fu". After all, in previous years, it was great to get one "Fu" from the emperor.

However, when they learned that the other one was sent by Cheng'an, the brothers were not disappointed but even more pleased. Especially when they saw the ink marks on the word "Fu" and imagined the little guy holding a small brush and painting it carefully.

Kangxi's "Fu" character was usually not used for posting but was directly put up for worship. However, the "Fu" character given by Cheng'an was basically posted by the princes in the place where they could see it most easily.

After sending blessings, the New Year is getting closer.

On New Year's Eve, after Kangxi had finished writing, he had some free time. He took his youngest son to the Empress Dowager's palace to pay his respects, and then took him to visit the Imperial Garden.

"An An is missing!"

When they reached the place where he and his brothers had played snowball fights and built snowmen before, Cheng An pointed to the open space outside the pavilion and said.

After so much time had passed, the snow dragons and snowmen that had been built earlier had long been buried by the snow that fell later and slowly disappeared in the snow pile.

"Aren't you right here?" Kangxi touched his little head and then quickly left the area to avoid reminding him of playing in the snow again.

"Ama, look at the flowers~"

When the little one smelled the fragrance of the plum blossoms, his attention was quickly attracted by the beautiful flowers.

"The sheep's horns are singing on the plum blossom branches, in the cold..."

Seeing him start to recite the poem again, Kangxi, who had long been tired of it, quickly said, "Father, I will teach you another new poem."

"What?" Cheng An looked at him expectantly.

The little fellow finally learned it after babbling for a long time. Then the imperial garden was filled with his baby voice reciting poems.

"The plum blossoms and the snow do not inspire the gods, while the snow and the poetry make people vulgar..."

"Higurashi."

"At the end of the day, the poem is like the snow, and the plum blossoms are like spring~"

After touring the Imperial Garden and returning to the Palace of Heavenly Purity for lunch, Kangxi accompanied the little one to sleep. When they woke up, it was already dark, but the Palace of Heavenly Purity was brightly lit inside and outside, and the palace maids and eunuchs were busy preparing for tonight's New Year's Eve palace banquet.

This year's New Year's Eve palace banquet was obviously more lively than in previous years, not only because of the addition of Yinzhi and Yinreng, but also because Kangxi brought Cheng'an directly this time.

With such a lively little guy like him around, it’s hard to imagine the atmosphere on the field not being lively.

"Wow--"

When Cheng'an saw so many delicious foods on the table, including his favorite cuckoo chicken, he started shouting.

The purpose of celebrating the New Year is to have fun, so Kangxi specially asked people to prepare many of his favorite foods. You can see that he looks excited and has a smile on his face.

"An An wants to eat some meat~" Cheng An looked at other meats only after he finished eating the cuckoo chicken.

Kangxi followed his gaze and saw the word "meat" with a smile in his eyes. He stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a piece and fed it directly to him.

After the little guy finished eating the extremely delicate and soft meat in his mouth, he curved his eyes and said, "The meat is so delicious~"

When Kangxi saw that he still thought it was meat after eating it, he immediately laughed and touched his head and said, "This is taro, not meat."

What the little fellow misunderstood was the Lipu taro that was tributed from Guangxi. Cooked by the royal chef, it was indeed more delicious than meat.