Chapter 214 Extra - Watching the Movie 5
"call--"
That feels good.
Having vented his anger by disciplining Yinzhi, Kangxi felt refreshed. Looking at Yinzhi, who stood dejectedly to the side, Kangxi nodded in satisfaction.
He came to terms with it; after all, he was the emperor. Instead of reflecting on his own actions, he should make things difficult for others.
Very good, that's how it will be done from now on! That unfilial son, Yinzhi, is his number one punching bag!
Yinzhi, who was nominally being persuaded to stop the fight but was actually being suppressed and had been hit twice by Kangxi's whisk, suddenly shivered and had a bad feeling.
He squinted at the "accomplices," especially Yinreng, who had seized the opportunity to punch him, and silently held a grudge in his heart.
Just wait, once Father Emperor beats him, how far away will it be before he beats them?
At that time, not a single one will be able to escape!
Outside the canopy, "filial piety between father and son" prevails; above the canopy, the old father vies for favor.
Yinzhi's innocent and childlike words were extremely persuasive, and Kangxi couldn't wait to take Yinreng back to the palace. In the carriage, listening to Yinreng ask his brother if he liked him very much, Kangxi was jealous but still nodded in agreement.
"Who wouldn't like Bao Cheng? But Father Emperor definitely likes Bao Cheng the most. Bao Qing is not young anymore. When he returns to the palace, he will go to study. If you want to play something, Father Emperor will take you."
(Bao Cheng must be my best friend in the world!)
Yinreng nodded, leaned on Kangxi's shoulder, and said softly as if embarrassed, "Baocheng also likes Father the most."
In an instant, spring arrived and flowers bloomed, and Emperor Kangxi was overjoyed.
(Damn it! I let my second brother leave too early. I should have let him hear it too. Bao Cheng likes me the most, hahaha...)
"Father's inner thoughts... are so noisy..."
Yin couldn't help but complain, because this time Yinsi and Yintang were completely in agreement with him.
Ever since the young Yinreng uttered those words, Kangxi's inner voice on the sky has been constantly "hahahaha," laughing non-stop. Doesn't he get tired of laughing so frequently?
[Upon returning to the palace to pay respects to Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang, Xiaozhuang asked Yinreng how his time outside the palace went. Kangxi abruptly interrupted, "Grandma, how did you know that Baocheng said he likes me the most? Hahaha, this boy isn't shy at all. I'm too embarrassed to say it out loud."]
(Aren't you envious? Grandma, Bao Cheng likes me the most, hahaha—)
Kangxi chatted with Fuquan and Changning, and said, "Baocheng likes me the most."
Emperor Kangxi summoned his ministers, saying, "There's nothing I can do; the Crown Prince loves me the most—"
Emperor Kangxi was having a meal with his consorts when he said, "Oh dear, Bao Cheng loves me the most. He'll be unhappy if I don't go back..."
(Haha, Bao Cheng likes me the most!)
"..." Speechless in the Qianqing Palace, everyone couldn't help but close their eyes, unable to look directly at Kangxi's face.
Kangxi's forehead veins throbbed as he gritted his teeth: "This is far too undignified."
It's normal for Bao Cheng to like him the most, what's there to brag about! He's not as steady as him at all, he never needs to say it, who can't see that?
Yinzhi suddenly understood Kangxi's expression and asked Yinreng with ill intent, "Your Highness, who do you like the most?"
Yinreng blushed and glared at Yinzhi. The eldest brother really didn't think before he spoke. Was this the kind of thing that could be said in public?
He's twenty-three now, not three!
Emperor Kangxi could understand Yinreng's shyness. Although he was a little disappointed, he still protected Yinreng and glared at Yinzhi, saying, "Outrageous! What kind of question is that!"
Nalan Mingzhu watched helplessly as Yinzhi caused trouble. The eldest prince was really something else; ever since the appearance of the Heavenly Curtain, he had become even more unruly. He was impossible to manage.
Mingzhu shook her head, but out of the corner of her eye she suddenly caught sight of Suo'etu, who was beaming with pride. Startled by his swollen face and undisguised smugness, she couldn't help but complain, "What's wrong with you now?"
Soetu glanced at him indifferently, dismissing him with disdain: "You don't understand."
Why else could the Crown Prince not answer? Of course, it's because Bao Cheng adores his maternal uncle! Haha—
Suo'etu felt that what Prince Yu in the sky said was right: the emperor was not only the crown prince's father, but also the crown prince's only maternal uncle!
Of course, to save face for the Emperor, he wouldn't reveal it. As a shrewd and calculating minister, he wouldn't show it either; let him keep this secret to himself.
Seeing the barely suppressed smirk on Suo'etu's face, Mingzhu quietly took two steps to the side. She didn't know what was wrong with him, but staying away from him was definitely the right thing to do.
The "You love me, I love you" drama outside the backdrop hasn't ended yet, but Prince Yu Fuquan on the backdrop has already started to overtake on a curve.
Fuquan brought his eldest son Changquan to Cining Palace to pay his respects to Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang. Upon seeing Yinreng arrive, he specially introduced the two of them.
"Baocheng, look, this is your younger brother Changquan. From now on, you two should get closer and play together more often."
(Baoqing is right, it's easier for children to get along with each other. With Changquan around, how can I worry that Baocheng won't be close to me! I'm determined to be his only second uncle!)
"younger brother."
Bao Cheng gently touched Chang Quan's little face, and Chang Quan's eyes widened as he looked at him in surprise: "Beautiful...brother...mine?"
She turned her head and looked at Fuquan in disbelief, but her little hands were already tightly gripping Baocheng's clothes.
"Yes, this is your older brother. Changquan, do you like your brother? How about you play with him from now on?"
Changquan nodded and sat down next to Baocheng. "I like you, brother...my brother!"
(Brother, it's me! It's me!)
Fuquan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Changquan truly deserves to be my son."
This scene was actually quite amusing, but no one made fun of it at this moment. After all, everyone knew that Prince Yu's eldest son, Changquan, had passed away sixteen years ago.
"Second brother..."
Standing next to Fuquan, Changning felt a pang of reluctance, hesitant to speak, unsure of what to say.
Fuquan sighed and raised the corners of his mouth: "I'm fine, really. I'm already very happy to see Changquan again."
At that moment, inside the Prince Yu's residence, the primary consort, Lady Xiluke, burst into tears upon seeing Changquan's appearance.
With no other imperial heirs present in the palace, Yinreng could only see Xiao Changquan. The two therefore got along very well and often dined at Cining Palace, leaving Kangxi "alone in his empty room."
Emperor Kangxi asked with displeasure, "Is Baocheng dining in Cining Palace again?"
(Who exactly lives in the Cining Palace?!)
"Your Majesty, yes. Prince Yu is accompanying the Empress Dowager at Cining Palace with Prince Changquan."
(Your Majesty, your home has been raided!)
Emperor Kangxi was displeased and took Liang Jiugong to Cining Palace. There, he saw Xiao Liu, the peacock who usually didn't like to talk to people, spreading his tail feathers for a child to see at Yinreng's command, and even letting him touch the feathers!
(This ugly thing must be my second brother's son, right? Why does someone so ordinary get such good treatment? I haven't even touched Xiao Liu yet!)
Jealous, Emperor Kangxi picked up Yinreng and ran away, leaving little Changquan crying bitterly in Cining Palace.
"Baocheng, you like Changquan that much?"
Satisfied, Kangxi dined with Baocheng. At the table, he couldn't help but ask a question.
Bao Cheng nodded with a smile, "Chang Quan is adorable."
"Do you prefer your younger brother or your father?"
(What's so cute about something so ordinary?)
"I like my younger brother, but I like my father the most."
Bao Cheng's answer without hesitation instantly appeased Kangxi, who said, "You silly child, why do you say everything? You can't say that next time there are outsiders."
(Haha, as expected, how could an ordinary child compare to me? Bao Cheng really does like me the most—)
Liang Jiugong, who was setting out the dishes, was speechless and paused for a moment, but still chimed in, "The Crown Prince was raised by the Emperor himself. Their father-son bond is innate, and no one can compare to that."
(I know you too well, you're easily swayed by this kind of thing, let me tell you all about it—)
Outside the canopy, Liang Jiugong stood motionless, enduring the strange gazes of the crowd, though his hand holding the whisk was clenched tightly.
That would make it difficult for the emperor to draw his weapon and punish him, wouldn't it?
Of course, Kangxi couldn't care less about Liang Jiugong's feelings at this moment. He was also a little intimidated by Fuquan's "angry glare".
"An ordinary child? An ugly thing? Nothing special?"
When it came to his deceased nephew, Kangxi couldn't really hold Fuquan's tone against him, and forced a smile as he explained, "Second brother, that wasn't what I said, the three thousand worlds..."
Out of the corner of his eye, Kangxi caught sight of Yinzhi smirking. Enraged, he shoved Yinzhi away, saying, "Second brother, if you're really angry, then hit Yinzhi. He's the eldest son, so you can vent your anger by hitting him. I have no objection."
Yinzhi, suddenly pushed to his second uncle, was left bewildered: "??"
No, he has a problem with it! Why is he always the one who gets hurt?
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