Chapter 5 The Fifth Day of Wanting to Die

Two days later, Yin Zhuo found that his wheelchair had been delivered. He tried sitting on it and found it was quite soft, but certainly not as advanced as the modern smart wheelchairs. However, the manual ones were also acceptable, and he had no shortage of people to serve him.

Finally able to go out, Yin Zhuo felt that if he didn't move, he would grow mushrooms.

Yin Zhuo sat in a wheelchair and let the eunuch push him: "Go, head to the dining room——"

Yin Zhuo was so excited that he almost died. God knows what he has been eating these days. He could only eat vegetable soup in the first three days, and meat soup in the last two days.

Still minced meat!

Therefore, he decided to go to Yu Canfang to try the legendary Manchu-Han banquet.

Although he may not be able to taste all of them today, Yin Zhuo plans to finish eating more than 100 dishes within the next three months.

The eunuch behind him also echoed excitedly: "Rush - to the kitchen... eh?"

The kitchen?

He said sincerely, "Sixth Master, you have to see the imperial physician before you eat anything. You can't eat anything you want."

Yin Zhuo didn't care. His eyes were red with craving for meat. "Do you listen to me or him?"

The young eunuch hesitated for a moment and glanced at Eunuch Wang, who lowered his head and said nothing.

The young eunuch understood that his master could do whatever he wanted, and he just had to obey.

"Okay!"

"Rush——"

Yin Zhuo walked out of the door and felt that his breathing was much smoother. Is this the feeling of freedom?

Then he discovered that his yard was surrounded by guards. My goodness, is this a show of respect?

They were all tall and strong, wearing uniform clothes and looked very imposing.

When Yin Zhuo passed by them, he tried to keep a straight face, looked at them and nodded. But when he reached the middle, two rows of people knelt down in unison.

"I have met the Sixth Prince."

This shout almost frightened Yin Zhuo to the point of him falling off his wheelchair.

"Ahem. No need to be polite." Yin Zhuo made an inappropriate gesture, and the guards started to come forward again.

But they still didn't move away, and Yin Zhuo realized something was wrong: "Can't I go out?"

The head of the guards thought carefully about Kangxi's secret order, and then replied to Yin Zhuo's question: "Sixth Prince can go out, but he must take care of his health."

After saying that, the guards returned to their original posts in an orderly manner at a gesture from the captain of the guards.

Yin Zhuo looked at the captain of the guards with sparkling eyes and asked, "What's your name?"

The chief guard bowed and knelt down: "My servant is Longkodo."

The corners of Yin Zhuo's mouth that were originally raised immediately lowered, and the light in his eyes disappeared: "Oh, you are Long Kedo."

In history, Longkodo seemed to have the merit of following the dragon. This dragon refers to Yongzheng, but he seemed to have poor moral character and favored his concubines over his wife.

He suddenly lost interest: "Forget it, just go to work."

After saying this, Yin Zhuo asked the eunuch to push him forward.

After Longkodo stood up, he was still a little confused. The "work" that Sixth Prince meant "on duty" probably meant "on duty".

This was the first time he had heard such a statement.

Also, why does the Sixth Prince look like someone who has heard of him before, and not a good impression of him?

Yin Zhuo put Longkodo behind his mind and went to see Yinzhen first. He asked someone to open the door and took a look. He found that the child was looking at the big words in front of him with jealousy.

Yinzhen noticed someone was looking at him. When he looked up, he saw it was his sickly sixth brother, with a moving chair sitting under his butt.

Yinzhen's face turned black. The reason why he was in such a miserable state now was all due to his failure.

His illness could be cured by a good sleep, but he had to be locked up in this yard for more than ten days.

Yin Zhen was so angry that he threw the brush in his hand, intending to hit Yin Zhuo. However, the little eunuch was faster. The wheelchair turned and the brush was thrown onto the stone slab beside him, leaving two or three black ink marks.

Yin Zhuo didn't expect that this brat would still not accept it, and he immediately said righteously: "I didn't complain to the emperor for wasting cakes before, and you dare to waste ink and brushes today. Do you know how many people out there can't afford to go to school because of ink and brushes? How many people starve to death because of a piece of food?"

[This brat, wait, I'll take his last name if I don't beat him to pieces! He threw cakes the day before yesterday, and now he throws a brush today. Tomorrow he'll throw a stone to kill him! ]

Yinzhen felt a little regretful when he threw the pen, and felt even more ashamed when he heard him say that, but his face made him hold back and refuse to give in. After hearing his ventriloquy, he was even more speechless: "I'm grounded, you can't come in and beat me up."

"It's you who's grounded, not me! Someone, hold him down for me."

[If he doesn’t beat the guy into submission today, he won’t be named Yin! ]

Yinzhen felt that his sixth brother was really out of his mind, as their surname was clearly Aisinjueluo.

After beating up his naughty brother, Yin Zhuo sat in a wheelchair with sweat all over his face: "Double your homework every day, or I'll complain to my father-in-law."

Yinzhen had not expected this sickly guy to be so cruel. He lay on the table with his hands covering his buttocks and dared not look up. When he heard his sixth brother say that he was going to complain, his little body trembled.

Yin Zhuo hummed twice with satisfaction: "Let's go."

A definitely domineering tone.

After Yinzhen found out that his sixth brother had left, he took out a small notebook and began to write in it.

"In the beginning of March in the thirty-fourth year, my sixth brother was at my elder brother's place... I write this down."

It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Wait, it seems like Sixth Brother won’t live long?

Yinzhen looked at his grudge book and was so angry that he tore up the page.

I really want to beat someone up.

It was only after Yin Zhuo left the prince's residence that he discovered that they were living in the outer palace. That's right, they were all grown up and could not live in the harem.

Sometimes, one would encounter ministers who had entered the palace in the outer palace.

It seemed like it was time for the court to end. Yin Zhuo was a little confused: "How did we end up in the Golden Palace?"

The young eunuch was confused: "Aren't we going in this direction?"

Yin Zhuo glared at him. How did he know which direction to go?

The young eunuch was almost crying with fear: "I saw the direction your finger pointed, and I thought you wanted to go this way..."

He thought that the Sixth Master wanted to come and see the place where court was held.

If the Sixth Master was a normal prince, he would be able to attend court next year.

Yin Zhuo: “I was just pointing at it randomly.”

Isn't it okay for him to be curious?

He asked why the wheelchair kept moving in the direction he wanted to go, and it turned out that the person pushing the wheelchair from behind was causing trouble.

But this little eunuch's observation ability is too scary.

Yin Zhuo waved his hands: "Forget it, forget it, it's okay to join in the fun, can we go over?"

It was just right for him to go to his fourth brother to discuss Fourteenth's education issues with him.

When he dies, I will supervise Fourteen's studies carefully on his behalf so that he doesn't just run around idle every day.

Beat when you deserve to be beaten, beat when you deserve to be beaten.

Yin Zhuo took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his face.

Even though the weather was getting warmer, Yin Zhuo still had a fur cloak covering his legs. He felt a little hot after being out for a while.

Kangxi led his ministers out and saw a figure sitting on a strange chair from a distance, as if waiting for someone.

Kangxi frowned: "Liang Jiugong."

Liang Jiugong had already prepared: "Your Majesty, that is the Sixth Prince waiting for you to leave the court."

Liang Jiugong knew that the emperor had begun to dote on the Sixth Prince recently and that he would personally go over to sit with him for a while every day. Now that he saw the Sixth Prince coming to wait for him after court, he must be very moved.

Liang Jiugong gave himself a thumbs up, as expected of him, he was really smart.

Who knew that Kangxi snorted coldly: "Will he wait for me?"

Kangxi didn't believe that Xiaoliu, who called him an old man every day in his heart, would come to pick him up after court.

The princes who were following closely behind him also heard Liang Jiugong's words. They looked up and saw a thin figure sitting on a movable chair.

Behind him, there was a little eunuch who was pushing him towards this side, panting.

Why is Xiaoliu here?

Moreover, Xiaoliu has gotten much better after not seeing him for a few days. He can even sit on a chair and be pushed over here.

The ministers behind him finally saw the short-lived Sixth Prince. How pitiful he was. It was unknown how many days he could live. His face was pale and looked like he would fall down at the slightest breeze.

Yin Zhuo was pushed and walked while thinking about the things in the history books.

[It seems to be the 35th year of Emperor Kangxi's reign. I remember that this year we signed some kind of treaty with Russia, Nibel? I don't know if I can see Emperor Kangxi lead his troops to fight before I die.]

The scene will surely be spectacular then.

Kangxi walked over quickly, and the crown prince, the eldest prince and others who followed closely behind him all paused.

It’s over, it seems that there is really something wrong with Xiaoliu’s brain.

The Emperor has only been on the throne for thirty-four years, so where does the thirty-five years come from?

Moreover, they were planning to make peace with Dzungar recently and were waiting for the other side's envoy to arrive.

Why does Xiaoliu mean that the dispute between the two sides will truly end next year?

Kangxi felt depressed. It seemed that the peace talks had not been successful and the war would have to continue.

Yin Zhuo was still lost in thought, but when he came to his senses, the young eunuch behind him had already knelt down to pay his respects. Yin Zhuo made a gesture as a token of his respect, and then Kangxi waved his hand to excuse him from the ceremony.

Then, Yin Zhuo noticed that Kangxi and the others had strange expressions. Kangxi looked at him hesitantly, and then asked seriously, "Does Xiaoliu know how old he is this year?"

Yin Zhuo:?

He replied in a daze: "Didn't I just celebrate my fifteenth birthday?"

Kangxi turned around and glanced at the prince and others, and there was nothing wrong with this.

Then they heard Yin Zhuo complaining in his heart.

[This old man wouldn't know what year and month I was born in, right? No, I have to go back and look through this year's birthday gifts. Even though I'm going to die, I can't miss out on this bargain.]

The slandered Kangxi: ...

"Then let me ask you, do you know what year you were born?"

[This deposed prince really doesn’t know my birthday either. Go back and find the gift list. If it’s missing, don’t blame him for going to Yuqing Palace to ask for it.]

The veins on the prince's forehead were throbbing. Depose the prince?

The prince was wrongly accused. He gave the same birthday gifts to each of his younger brothers. Let Xiaoliu investigate. He is not afraid of it.

Yin Zhuo looked at them suspiciously, and found that they were really asking seriously: "Probably the 20th year of Kangxi's reign."

Yin Zhuo felt a little guilty, if he remembered correctly.

The others understood that there was something wrong with his brain. He was so confused that he remembered the time wrong.

The prince wanted to correct it, but Kangxi got there first and said, "Xiao Liu remembered it wrongly. You were born on the fifth day of the second month of the nineteenth year. You were very weak when you were born. I named you Yinzuo to represent my expectations for you."

Yin Zhuo looked very regretful, and said with a regretful tone: "I will disappoint the emperor's expectations."

But I was complaining like crazy in my heart.

[Don’t think I haven’t watched TV dramas. It was clearly because I was weak and didn’t want to live long that Kangxi agreed to let my mother give me this name. That’s how it’s played out in TV dramas.]

But wait, so this year is the 34th year of the reign of Emperor Kangxi?

[In that case, my eldest brother's son won't be able to come in September...]

Yin Zhuo scratched his head, confused by the time.

Kangxi, the Crown Prince, the Third Prince and others all looked at Yinzhen who was watching the excitement.

Yinzhen wanted to hear Xiaoliu talk more about the future, but he didn't expect that the melon would suddenly fall on his head.

He looked confused. So his son is gone?

The others also reacted, yes, the emperor's sister-in-law is about to give birth, no wonder they didn't think Xiaoliu's words were so credible last time, the timing didn't match.

Phew, no wonder the Empress's sister-in-law drove my eldest brother out last time.

No matter how hard it is, Jiuyue can't give birth to another little grandson.

If they were the emperor's sisters-in-law, and were pregnant and hearing these words, they would really slap their eldest brother a few times.

Yinzhen was confused. Didn't Xiaoliu quickly tell him when his eldest son would come? Would he come yet?