After drinking another jar of wine, Yinzhi's eyes were filled with a bit of drunkenness. He rested his arm on the jar of wine and stared at Yinreng and said,
"Second brother, tell me, does the Emperor really regard us as his sons?"
"Then you should go ask him, why do you ask me?"
Yinreng calmly took a sip of wine and a bite of side dish, as if he couldn't see the struggle and entanglement on Yinzhi's face.
Yinzhi couldn't stand his indifferent look, so he punched Yinreng directly.
"Hiss! Boss, are you crazy? You don't feel pain unless you get hit, right?"
Yinzhi curled his lips, ignored Yinreng's complaints, and continued talking to himself.
"You must have seen through the Emperor's intentions long ago, otherwise how could you offend everyone in the court as soon as you entered the palace!"
Yinreng took another sip of his wine.
"So what if you know? Do you still want to resist?"
"He is the king of the Qing Dynasty. His status and position are there. Even if he wants to kill you, you have to be grateful and clean your neck, and wait for his knife to fall!"
Hearing this, Yinzhi was silent for a while, then smiled sarcastically.
"So... the third brother is now half dead, and we have to thank him?"
"Do you know what the relationship between ruler and subject is? Ruler and subject first, father and son second. Even if he blatantly wants the third brother's life, what does it matter? Does the third brother dare to resist?"
Yinreng leaned back and pointed outside.
"If he weren't far away in the enclosure, would you dare to discuss this with me today? I'm afraid you wouldn't dare to say a word."
It’s not that Yinreng looked down on Yinzhi. Even though he was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, he didn’t dare to say a word in front of Kangxi.
It's not just him, all the princes are the same in this regard.
…
After that day, Yinzhi began to recuperate at home, and Yinreng took over his job.
Yinzhi stayed at home for another two days and then returned to the camp outside the capital.
As soon as he left, Yinreng received the news that Yincheng was granted marriage by Kangxi.
The tenth wife was the daughter of Prince Wuerjin Galapu.
Yinreng did not comment on this.
Yinzhen's background destined him to be disliked by Kangxi. In his previous life, Kangxi granted him a marriage a year later than now. I don't know what the old man is thinking this time.
The nobles in the city could see from this that Kangxi disliked Yinzhen.
Alinga used this as an excuse to win over the hearts of the people in the tribe.
In less than a month, Faka's voice in the Niuhuru family was almost completely squeezed out.
Faka faced the reality and planned to submit a petition requesting to be transferred to another place as soon as the emperor returned to the palace.
He had already witnessed Alinga's cruelty. If he didn't leave, Alinga might resort to those disgusting methods.
As for the Tenth Prince...
He no longer cared about that.
Faka saw clearly that the Tenth Prince was the Emperor's biological son, so even if he had no chance of seizing the throne, his life would not be in danger.
Given his status and position, the group of snobs in his family would most likely use the Tenth Prince as a springboard to join one of the other princes.
Faka felt that his talent was mediocre, so he never commented on the plans of his father and sister.
But now he felt that his father and sister had taken the wrong path.
The Tenth Prince's bloodline is even better than that of the Crown Prince. If he has the ability to match his ambition, he might be able to make a way for himself.
But now I have been forced into such an embarrassing situation.
Faka was heartbroken, but could do nothing about it.
He has no place to stand in the court or in the family. Even if he wants to help the Tenth Prince, he is powerless.
Half a month later, the Qiu Xian team arrived in the capital.
On the day when Kangxi normally attended the morning court, Faka submitted a memorial requesting to be transferred to a distant post.
Kangxi tried to persuade him to stay symbolically, but seeing that Fakha was determined, he nodded in agreement.
Only one day later, Faka left the capital with his family.
Before leaving, he met with the Tenth Prince.
Yin? was young and energetic now, and he didn't understand the decision made by his uncle. Faka explained Yin?'s situation in detail.
After hearing this, Yinzhen's dislike for his future wife deepened.
He had never liked Abahai Borjigit, and now his dislike for her had reached the level of disgust.
After separating from his uncle, Yinzhen returned to the prince's residence. Before he even entered the door, he saw his ninth brother who was about to deliver furs to his second brother.
He greeted her.
"Ninth Brother..."
Yinzhen stroked the folding fan in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Yinzhen, and seeing his ugly face, he said in surprise,
"Didn't you go see Master Fa? Why do you look like that?"
"……fine."
Yin? never concealed his emotions, and upon hearing this, he only uttered two words and then changed the subject.
"Ninth brother, what's this?"
"These are the skins I hunted in the paddock. Since my second brother didn't go this time, I planned to send some to him."
Yin suddenly realized, and then thought of the time when he went to the camp outside the capital, it was also his second brother who helped him speak a few words. He had only thanked him verbally before, so he said,
"Then Brother Jiu, please wait a moment. I'll go too."
Yinzhen nodded, and Yin? quickly ran back to his residence to pack up the leather.
Yinzhen looked at his back and pinched his chin suspiciously.
He knew Faka well. He was honest and dull, and had never been liked by the emperor. His sons were also idle at home and had no future at all.
What could he want from Lao Shi?
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