Chapter 23: The 23rd Day of Wanting to Die

Yin Zhuo thinks he is an extremely smart guy, and he is the most likable person in the Qing Palace.

So, Yin Zhuo, who was inexplicably excited, climbed up happily and asked someone to take him to the Ministry of Revenue.

He is going to supervise the work.

Even though he couldn't lift things with his hands or support with his shoulders, he had a mouth and could definitely help his brothers cheer themselves up.

Take away their worries.

Yin Zhuo was also considerate enough to ask someone to go to the kitchen to prepare a pot of milk tea.

But Yin Zhuo forgot that the milk tea here was not the pearl milk tea he had drunk before, but a simple and rough mixture of milk and expensive tea leaves made by the Manchus for digestion.

When Yin Zhuo smelled that smell, his face changed.

Yin Zhuo felt that this was not only a waste of milk, but also a waste of tea.

Never mind. He wasn’t drinking it himself anyway. It was for his brothers to drink.

They should be used to it, and it's not that particular for grown men to drink it.

Yin Zhuo walked ahead without caring and asked the eunuch carrying the pot of milk tea to stay away from him.

Too smelly.

When Yin Zhuo arrived at the Ministry of Revenue, several good brothers were faced with piles of files and papers.

Each of them has a deep hatred and resentment.

This one offends people, and that one offends people even more.

Oh, why do you want this?

Among them, Yinzhen had previously followed the emperor in personal expeditions and had experience in dealing with officials.

Then there is the Crown Prince, who was personally raised by the Emperor since he was young, but he never asked anyone for repayment. It would be embarrassing enough for everyone to know that he paid back the money himself.

Then find someone else to ask for money...

I have no experience.

Yinreng glanced at Yinzhen secretly, wanting to see what he was going to do, but Yinzhen just looked at the numbers in the record for a long time without saying anything, and it seemed that he had no idea.

Alas, the Emperor must be very worried about them.

It's all that stinky little six's fault.

But Yinreng was speechless when he looked at these shocking figures.

If we count them year after year, the numbers are too huge.

Originally, the emperor was just being sympathetic to officials, and the court would pay for funerals and weddings, but some people began to take advantage of these loopholes.

The elderly in my family is having a birthday banquet the next day, and I still have to borrow money from the Ministry of Revenue.

There are several people in my family, so we have to hold more than ten parties a year.

Yinreng really wanted to take these evidences to them and interrogate them carefully.

But if he went, he was afraid that word would get out that the court was stingy and was haggling even over the money for a birthday celebration.

It really makes people worry to death.

Yinzhen was even more dizzy and was banging his head against the table. He would rather ride on horseback to kill the enemy and capture Galdan than look at these accounting data.

I don’t understand it, I really don’t understand it.

How can there be such a long number?

His wrist was almost broken just from transcribing.

It was never this hard when I first got up early in the morning to attend classes at the Shangshufang.

Because these matters concerned the privacy of officials and the secrets of the imperial treasury, they could not let more people know about them. Therefore, the five of them had to bring a few officials from the Ministry of Revenue to personally verify and summarize the information.

The Emperor was in a hurry, and Yinzhen didn't eat well at noon because he was annoyed by Xiaoliu, let alone rest during lunch break.

Now even he, a tough guy, can hardly hold on any longer.

Not to mention Yinqi, who was much weaker than him. He was dizzy from seeing that string of Chinese characters with capital numbers just now and went out to vomit.

Now his little face is very pale, comparable to Xiaoliu's face color.

Terrible, so terrible.

Not only do you have to pay back the money, you also have to contribute.

Yinqi never wanted to come to the Ministry of Revenue again.

I remember that my fourth brother seemed to have been assigned to work in the Ministry of Revenue from the beginning, dealing with these data all day long. No wonder they decided to confiscate our property later.

It turns out that I knew the inside story.

He was really jealous. The Emperor was really too kind.

Those people are going too far.

To be honest, Yinqi saw the application records of Suo'etu, Lord Nalan Mingzhu, and Lord Tong Guowei's families on it.

You know, these three companies are not short of money at all.

But I still applied.

Yinqi frowned, unable to say anything.

Didn’t his son come here to borrow money?

Yinqi shook his head sarcastically.

Alas, no one can say anything about anyone.

When Yin Zhuo came over, several brothers were almost dizzy.

Even Yinzhen closed his eyes and rubbed his temples to calm himself down.

Yin Zhuo glanced at it with a sigh.

[Tsk tsk, how miserable! How come all these things are piled up so high? I have been looking for this for years. Fortunately, I am in poor health and am about to die. If I were asked to work before I die, I would never do it.]

Yin Zhuo's plan before his death was to take the civil service exam and get a job right after graduation.

But unexpectedly, reality is always full of surprises.

He suddenly arrived at the Forbidden City, the Qing Palace, to experience how cruel real history was before he died.

Frankly speaking, Yin Zhuo really wanted to experience for himself the stormy and murderous scene that occurred when the Nine Dragons were fighting for the throne.

He wanted to know what Kangxi would do if he knew the outcome in advance, and whether he could save the relationship between his brothers.

What Kangxi liked most was the friendly and cordial relationship between the brothers.

[Alas, this is the Emperor's own fault. Since he made my second brother the crown prince when he was young, he can't keep restricting him when he grows up. Even a child control freak wouldn't do this. He's just short of carrying my second brother around with him by the belt.]

Think about it, Yinreng was quite miserable. It was really rare that he did not have any mental problems under such high-pressure education and control.

Yinreng: ...

Xiaoliu's thoughts are really far-reaching.

But he was indeed happy in his heart, because wasn't his life as a prince very frustrating?

Now that someone finally understood his emotions, Yinreng's eyes became hot and tears were about to come out.

His palace, Yuqing, was so small that it was difficult for her to turn around, not to mention that his child Hongxi had already been born, and that other little princes and princesses would be born in the future.

The whole family lived in the small Yuqing Palace and could not go anywhere. Moreover, he would not be the successor in the future. Even if he became the emperor, he would still have to live for more than 30 years. By then, his grandchildren would be born. Could it be that the whole family would have to live in the small courtyard of his Yuqing Palace?

Yinreng felt very uncomfortable just thinking about it.

All of his younger brothers were able to move out of the palace and build their own mansions. Not only did the emperor provide money and manpower, but they all felt it was not enough and borrowed a lot from the Ministry of Revenue to renovate their mansions beautifully.

He had seen them before, and they were all very impressive.

Yinreng felt wronged.

He is so miserable. Really miserable.

If that doesn't work, he might as well leave the palace.

Yinreng was somewhat tempted and wanted to stay away from the Emperor, hoping that the Emperor would be less controlling of him and that he would have more freedom and be able to relax.

Yinreng admitted that he had indeed been a little inflated before.

But the appearance of Xiaoliu made him sober up. If he continued to be arrogant, he would probably end up like what Xiaoliu said.

Yinreng rubbed his brows and planned to dismiss all the staff he had recruited.

They were the ones who were always on guard against this and that, instigating him to cause trouble.

Each one of them is a disaster.

Yinreng now has only one goal, which is to move out of the palace and live in a big house with a large yard.

He didn't want to hold it in in the small Yuqing Palace anymore.

Everyone has his own thoughts.

Seeing Yin Zhuo coming, several brothers unconsciously put down their pens, rubbed their wrists, and Yinzhi even stretched his waist.

Yin Zhuo was so sleepy that he quickly said, "Thank you for your hard work, my brothers. I brought you some milk tea."

Everyone moves at once, milk tea?

No one likes it, even people in the palace rarely drink it.

However, since it was sent by Xiaoliu, he must have had his own intention.

Just as the brothers drank it emotionally, Xiaoliu's voice of relief was heard.

[Huh, at least it wasn't wasted. Who knew the milk tea made in this kitchen was so unpalatable? Next time I have to make clear instructions, asking for the kind of sweet, hot milk tea with pearls that can warm people's hearts.]

Yinzhen looked at his brother in silence, his fists stiffening.

Knowing it tastes so bad, why don’t you put some sugar in it?

Well, Yinzhen actually likes sweeter things.

The few people were not that particular and drank it all, which moved Yin Zhuo greatly.

He took the initiative to go over and hold Yinzhen's wrist: "Fourth brother, you have worked so hard. Xiaoliu came to check on your progress and to check on the brothers."

Yinzhen looked at his flattering little face and wanted to sneer, but he was still reluctant to pull his wrist out of Xiaoliu's hand.

Xiaoliu's hands were very similar to his, both were long, but Xiaoliu's hands were dry, and there was no flesh on his wrists.

Yinzhen's memory was a little hazy, it seemed that this was the first time that Xiaoliu was so close to him.

Xiaoliu has been complaining about him these days, which makes Yinzhen a little bothered.

But now all the dissatisfaction and conspiracy theories have disappeared, and he can feel the kindness coming from Xiaoliu.

Maybe he really wants the relationship between them to improve.

Yinzhen raised his other hand and rubbed Xiaoliu's bald head. He couldn't help but rubbed it a few more times: "It seems to have grown some hair."

Yin Zhuo looked at him angrily, then let go of his wrist and shook it with an expression of painstaking effort: "My hands are sore from rubbing them, and you're still laughing at me, Fourth Brother."

Yinzhen really laughed this time.

"Then let me rub it for you?"

Yin Zhuo didn't want it, he was angry.

Then he turned to Yinreng next to him, and Yinreng looked at him, wanting to see what he would do or say.

In fact, he had just been looking at the fourth and sixth children and was somewhat envious of them.

Although they don't seem to be close at ordinary times, they are both born to Concubine De, so their relationship is somewhat special. The sixth child directly touched the fourth child, and the fourth child didn't even try to hide.

He looked like he was enjoying it.

This fourth brother is really good at pretending.

It was the first time that Yin Zhuo saw Yinreng.

Then a big secret was discovered.

[My dear, my second brother has really dark circles under his eyes. He is almost a national treasure.]

Because Yin Zhuo always sat in a wheelchair when he traveled before, his line of sight was relatively low, and he couldn't always tilt his head up to look at people's faces, so now that the two of them were looking at each other at eye level, Yin Zhuo discovered this problem.

The people who were resting couldn't help but look at Yinreng's face.

Then they actually discovered something that they hadn't noticed before.

The second child does have very heavy dark circles and bags under his eyes.

It's been a long time since I had a good sleep.

Yinreng smiled bitterly. Everyone envied him as the crown prince and wanted to pull him down to become the crown prince themselves.

But these people don't know how much psychological pressure they will have to bear after becoming the crown prince.

He hasn't had a long sleep for a long time.

The anxiety from the outside world and my own overthinking are the same things that I think about every night whether I open my eyes or close them. My eyes are so sleepy that I can’t open them, but pictures in my mind keep coming one after another.

But the situation has improved in the past two days.

At least he could sleep for two hours at a time.

Yinreng calculated the time and concluded that the improvement in the situation was related to the appearance of Xiaoliu.

Yinreng asked, "Why is Xiaoliu staring at my second brother?"

Yin Zhuo looked at him with some worry: "Second brother, why don't you go back and have a rest?"

[I was really worried that my second brother would die suddenly. That's not something to be scared of. He died very quickly.]

Yinreng: ...

It's not that serious.

He just hasn't had a good night's sleep for a month.

This is how I have survived since I was a child.

But Yinreng couldn't help but protect his heart, as his left side had been aching a bit lately.

Alas, Yinreng's eyes rolled, and he fell down, holding his chest: "I can't do it anymore."

Yin Zhuo was speechless as he looked at his second brother who fell down instantly.

"You're being too fake, aren't you?"

After saying that, Yin Zhuo directly demonstrated what real chest pain was.

Yinreng was stunned by the look.

Yin Zhuo fell down slowly, holding his chest. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and a touch of red slowly flowed out of his mouth.

Yinreng: ! !

"No, you're going too far!"

Yin Zhuo sat up as if nothing had happened, then wiped the corner of his mouth: "You're going to bleed a little, you know?"

The onlookers were stunned and didn't dare to move their hands.

How can Xiaoliu just bleed and it's okay?

After everyone watched for a while and when they were relieved, they saw Yin Zhuo cough twice, and the blood from his mouth dyed the handkerchief red.

The minor officials who had been planning to slack off while the princes were chatting were so frightened when they saw this scene that their hearts almost jumped out of their chests.

Sixth Prince, you must stay put. Nothing can happen here.

Yin Zhuo was instructing Yin Zhen: "Brother, do you understand what I am saying? The Chinese characters you recorded above are all wrong, and this is very troublesome..."

[Why not use Arabic numerals? Ahem...]

Yinzhen was affected again, and this time even his face was covered in blood.

"Xiao Liu..."

Yinzhen stood up and ran out with the man and the chair in his arms: "Imperial Physician! Imperial Physician!"

Yin Zhuo was shaken so much that he almost vomited.

He wanted to explain that this was normal.

But Yinzhen didn't listen at all.

So, Yinzhi held Yin Zhuo and ran in front, the little eunuch chased behind, and behind them came Yinzhen, Yinreng and the other four. Then, for unknown reasons, a few minor officials also followed suit, intending to see what was going on.

Yin Zhuo was sent directly to the Imperial Hospital. The originally peaceful hospital suddenly became chaotic.

However, after checking, it was found that vomiting blood had no effect on Yin Zhuo at all.

Yin Zhuo's eyes sparkled as he said, "I feel like every time I spit out blood, my chest feels a lot lighter, and now I can breathe more comfortably."

Having said that, Yin Zhuo turned his face downward, intending to spit out some more.

It scared everyone again.

"Sixth Prince..."

The imperial doctors almost knelt down before Yin Zhuo.

I vomited blood yesterday and again today. It’s really scary.

Yin Zhuo was observed for half an hour, and the air in the Imperial Hospital was filled with the aroma of medicine.

Yin Zhuo suddenly thought of something and glanced at Yinreng beside him.

[My second brother…seems to have had smallpox too. How can I tell him about the cowpox?]

The princes calmed down instantly.

What does Xiaoliu mean by this?

Cowpox?

They had only heard about smallpox, and that when children in the royal family reached a certain age, they would go to a special place to be vaccinated against smallpox, and as long as they survived, they would be able to rest easy for the rest of their lives.

Like the emperor.

One of the reasons he was chosen as the little emperor was because he had previously had smallpox and survived.

Yinzhen's heart moved: "Xiaoliu, whatever you want to say, just say it directly. We are brothers."

"Xiao Liu just heard someone talking about using smallpox to prevent smallpox, but why must it be human pox? Wouldn't cowpox work?"

The imperial doctors were stunned, with dazed expressions on their faces, and did not follow the Sixth Prince's thoughts.

But Yinreng had already made use of his status. He said directly: "Since the Sixth Prince mentioned cowpox, you should go and give it a try. The Emperor gave you so much silver every year to study smallpox, but for so many years, you still use human pox with a very high mortality rate for prevention. I don't know where all the silver went."

After Yinreng passed through the transfer department, he became very concerned about silver.

As soon as Xiaoliu said this, he thought of this.

These people are really no match for Xiaoliu.

Yinreng was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

The imperial doctors knelt down one by one, trembling with fear. Yinreng looked at them angrily and said, "Why are you kneeling down? Go study cowpox."

The imperial doctors dispersed again, and only Imperial Doctor Zheng stayed behind to observe the Sixth Prince's condition at any time.

This was the first time Yin Zhuo felt that his second brother was so amazing.

[Power is a good thing indeed. ]

Yin Zhuo curled his lips. No one believed what he said. But as soon as his second brother spoke, all of them moved.

It really makes me at a loss for words.

The world is cruel and power oppresses people.

Yinreng tapped his head and said, "My second brother is helping you."

Yin Zhuo held his head which was hit red, and looked at Yinreng with dissatisfaction: "Smart heads don't grow hair. You must be jealous of my intelligence and that's why you hit me."

"I am older than you, so you can shoot me if you want."

Yin Zhuo held it in for a long time, but in the end he really couldn't say anything.

So angry.

When Yin Zhuo came, he was carried by Yinzhen, and when he left, he was carried by Yinzhen.

Yin Zhuo felt emotional.

[I didn’t expect that within a few days of waking up, I had already collected hugs from three people. First it was my father, then my eldest brother, and now it’s my fourth brother.]

Yin Zhuo even wondered if he had gotten a role as the female lead.

Yin Zhuo arrived at the courtyard of the prince's residence, and then hurriedly sent people back to work: "Go back quickly, the work is still waiting for you."

"By the way, you have to learn Arabic numerals. That way you will be more efficient. Keep working."

Yin Zhuo was lying on the bed and said such words, which was really hateful.

The brothers rubbed Yin Zhuo hard before turning around and leaving.

Not only did Xiaoliu find them a job in the Ministry of Revenue, but now there is also a cowpox case in the Imperial Hospital.

The Emperor didn't know yet, so he had to go over and tell him.

Yinreng touched his eyes with heartache. Now he was not suffering from insomnia and couldn't sleep. He was afraid that he would have to stay up late to work.

When Yinzhen left, he passed by Xiao Shisi's yard. He was still in confinement and his eyes were green with envy.

As soon as Yinzhen saw Yinzhen coming, his originally dull eyes suddenly lit up, and then he lowered his head pretending to be indifferent.

Yinzhen did not take the initiative to talk to him, but finally Yinzhen could not help but ask: "Is that person still alive?"

I haven't seen him for two days.

There was a huge commotion outside just now. Something must have happened to the Sixth Prince.

Yinzhen noticed the worry in his eyes, raised his hand and paused for a moment, then took it back: "He vomited blood, but he's fine."

Yinzhen's heart immediately rose.

"How can he be fine if he vomited blood? Is he going to die?"

Yinzhen's worry at this moment was not fake.

Although Sixth Brother sometimes takes away E'niang's care for him, he is indeed quite miserable.

Originally, Yinzhen thought that his sixth brother was getting along well the first two times he met him, but in the end he still couldn't hold on?

Yinzhen wiped away his tears.

Yinzhen: ...

No, you're crying now?

He already said that the person was fine, why didn't Xiao Shisi believe it?

"I'm going out to look for Sixth Brother."

Yinzhen restrained the man and said, "It's really alright, be fine, otherwise Fourth Brother wouldn't be here."

Yinzhen looked at him with disbelief.

I believed it for some reason.

But the next second he immediately broke free from Yinzhen's arms, turned his back to wipe his tears, then turned his head and looked at him fiercely: "You didn't see anything."

Yinzhen laughed. He didn't expect that Little Fourteen was so concerned about his reputation.

Xiaoliu's face suddenly appeared in Yinzhen's mind. Of his two younger brothers, one had eyes as innocent as a sheep, while the other looked like a ferocious wolf.

After leaving the house, Yinzhen was still wondering why Xiaoliu had never mentioned much about Xiaoshisi?

Instead, he came to me to talk about Xiao Shisi's education problems, so that I could pay more attention to Xiao Shisi...

Yinzhen couldn't understand.

It would only be beneficial for him if his brother became emperor.

After all, there is one more layer of relationship than others.