Yinsi smiled, said nothing more, turned around and chased after Fourteenth.
That's not how you fly a kite.
He ran so wildly that he bumped into everyone in the garden, and the kite couldn't fly.
Soon, Yinzhen, Yin? and others also passed by quickly.
The little girl stood there, only Yinzhen glanced at her curiously, while the rest of the people's attention was on the kite.
The little girl breathed a sigh of relief only after everyone had gone far away.
During this short period of time, she was so scared that her palms were sweating.
Just as she was considering whether to go back, a little palace maid ran towards her in a hurry.
"Princess, the Concubine Dowager is calling you over. It's time to leave the palace..."
Dong'e Songgeri agreed and walked towards the garden exit.
She is the great-niece of Concubine Ning Que. The Concubine came to the palace today to reminisce with the Empress Dowager and brought her with her.
My cousin will soon marry the third prince Yinzhi, and her father also hopes that she can marry a member of the royal family so that she can add more support to the family.
Songgeri has no idea about getting married now, but her father’s expectations of her are so high that she feels a little breathless.
The next day, she went to find her cousin, and learned from her who the prince who comforted her was.
Bitterness soon welled up in my heart.
——
"The only one with a good temper and good looks is the Eighth Prince Yinsi. However, his family background is ordinary, and before the selection last year, the Emperor had already arranged a marriage for him... to the granddaughter of the old Prince An, Jiamin."
Songgeri inevitably feels a little lost.
"Is that so?"
She knew almost nothing about the princes, and only met a few of them by chance.
In comparison, it was rare for the Eighth Prince to humble himself and apologize to her on behalf of his brother.
So she had a very good impression of the Eighth Prince.
Unfortunately, the Eighth Prince is already engaged.
However, given her age, she is not on the list for the next general election, and has no connection with the Eighth Prince in any way.
Songgeri pursed his lips and stopped thinking about it.
On the day of Wanshou Festival.
In the early morning, Kangxi went to the Temple of Heaven in person to offer sacrifices, thank God for the gift of longevity and pray for peace and prosperity for the country and the people.
After returning to the palace from the Temple of Heaven, one must go to the Taimiao to worship ancestors.
To comfort our ancestors and demonstrate the legitimacy of "receiving the mandate from heaven and succeeding the throne in an orderly manner."
And Yinreng was pulled out of bed at three o'clock in the morning.
The prince's court robes were piled on his body layer by layer, and Yinreng felt like a Barbie doll in the hands of a girl in later generations, being manipulated back and forth.
After getting dressed and washing up, he took two bites of choking snacks before hurriedly heading towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony.
The water cannot be drunk. If he went to the toilet during such an important occasion, he would be reported to the censors after the birthday celebration.
The sky was just beginning to turn pale, and the square of the Hall of Supreme Harmony was already filled with princes and ministers.
Yinreng's sedan chair landed on the ground and the ministers around him saluted.
He shouted casually, and then climbed up the stairs.
He was wearing too many clothes and looked a little clumsy even when climbing the stairs.
Fortunately, he was young and strong, so he didn't make any fool of himself.
Today's ceremony is held in the Taihe Hall Square, otherwise so many people would not be able to squeeze into the Taihe Hall.
After Yinreng climbed up, he found that several of his younger brothers had arrived.
On such an important day, they could not miss it even if they were still studying in the Shangshufang.
“Second brother!”
"Second brother."
"Second brother..."
Hearing the familiar "Second Brother", Yinreng's eyes widened a little and he looked at the tallest and strongest figure among the princes.
"Hey, you're here too."
Yinreng was a little surprised.
Yinzhi rolled his eyes when he heard this.
"Today is the birthday party."
It is such an important festival, no matter what he is busy with, he has to rush back to participate, otherwise being reported as unfilial is no joke.
However, if you really cannot get away, you need to write a letter in advance to inform the Ministry of Rites.
Yinreng raised his eyebrows.
"What have you been busy with recently? You're so secretive. It's been a long time since I last saw you."
Yinzhi shook his head.
"I can't say."
"Tsk, I can't tell you yet... Never mind, I'm not interested!"
He himself is so busy that he has no time to rest...
Forehead--
Wasn't his original intention to give up?
Why is it rolled up?
The character has collapsed!
Yinreng's expression instantly brightened.
Seeing this, his brothers thought he was angry that Yinzhi refused to tell him, and they all tried to comfort him.
Yinreng was a little confused,
"I'm not angry, just stand still, or you'll be punished by the court officials!"
After hearing this, everyone finally calmed down.
Yinreng's seat was below Kangxi's throne, not with the other princes.
Yinreng walked over and stood still, thinking about how to make things worse.
But after thinking about it, I can't seem to find any ways to be lazy.
Except for unusual years when sick.
But the medical team in the palace is not just for show. If someone finds out, the old man will definitely get furious.
Never mind, it’s better for him to be busy outside than to be under Kangxi’s watchful eyes.
A group of princes, ministers, and foreign envoys were lined up in the square in front of the palace according to their rank. Yinreng looked over and had a heart-wrenching feeling as if thousands of people were congratulating him.
But he quickly suppressed it.
But you can't be arrogant.
When the first ray of sunlight shone on the plaque of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Emperor Kangxi arrived.
Anyone who was still breathing knelt down in unison and saluted Kangxi.
Kangxi walked slowly upwards on the stone carvings.
When he sat on the throne, the sunlight happened to shine on him.
A bright yellow dragon robe, shining brightly.
The ceremonial officer shouted loudly,
"prosper!"
Everyone stood up at his roar, and then knelt down again.
When he had completed the ritual of three kneelings and nine kowtows, he shouted loudly,
"Long live our emperor!"
The voices of thousands of people gathered together, creating an extremely powerful atmosphere.
Kangxi said,
"Gentlemen, please stand up!"
All the talents got up from the ground.
Yinreng caught a glimpse of the light on Kangxi from the corner of his eye and his eyelids twitched.
'Light Emitting Diodes?'
Kangxi glanced at him sideways, then signaled the ceremonial officer to begin the next procedure.
Soon, Xu Yuanwen took the birthday congratulatory letters submitted by envoys from various countries and began to read them.
It was fine at the beginning, after all, Kangxi was sitting next to him, and Yinreng couldn't be too presumptuous.
But as time went on, Xu Yuanwen's voice became more and more like that of a high school principal chanting a sutra.
Yinreng's eyelids gradually began to twitch.
But in order not to give the censors any room for criticism, Yinreng hid his hands in his sleeves and pinched his thighs frantically.
"Hiss...it hurts! When will Xu Yuanwen finish this? I got up at 3 o'clock. Can you hurry up!"
Kangxi's eyes turned around and he quickly figured out what Yinreng was doing.
So he looked up.
I found that the boy's right hand was indeed shaking left and right.
He should be rubbing the thigh that was pinched and hurt.
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