Yinreng sat at the dining table, watching the twelve or thirteen-year-old palace maids and eunuchs busying themselves, but in his heart he was thinking about the feelings he had when he saw this scene in his previous life.
Hundreds of years later, girls aged twelve or thirteen are still in elementary and junior high school, but they are already like being put into a mold, squeezed into the shape that the superiors want, and spend their miserable lives in this devil's den with strict rules.
He once lamented that people with the same background had different fates, and was also glad that he did not become one of them. He even tried to change their fate without knowing his own limitations. But now, he just quietly accepted his mediocrity.
He is just himself and cannot save anyone. Thinking too much will only add to the troubles. There is nothing wrong with following the established trajectory. At least he can still enjoy the best treatment in the world.
Clear soup Xierzhan, bamboo-rolled steamed buns, Sunniefen white cake, tofu skin buns, enamel sunflower box side dishes, honey cake, pickled pumpkin, glutinous rice meal...all kinds of things soon filled the table.
Although the quantity was not large, the types were numerous. In the past few years, Kangxi still loved his son deeply, and his food, clothing and other expenses almost surpassed Kangxi.
Because his body had not fully recovered, the food in the kitchen was mostly light. Yinreng was not picky and picked a few of his favorites and ate a few bites, and he was almost full.
After breakfast, I waited for a while and took some medicine. It was almost 10 o'clock.
In fact, if he was not sick, he would have to get up at the beginning of Yinshi (3 a.m.) and have breakfast at the beginning of Maoshi (5 a.m.).
Yinreng looked at the sky and decided to go to the Cining Palace to see Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang.
He casually gave He Zhuer an order,
"Prepare the sedan chair. I need to go to the Cining Palace to pay my respects to Grandma Wuku."
After saying this, Yinreng went to the bedroom to take a bath and change clothes.
He Zhuer quickly made the arrangements and hurried to the bedroom.
In this deep palace with complicated rules, there are strict rules about what clothes to wear when meeting different people, especially when meeting Empress Xiaozhuang and the Empress Dowager. In fact, there was nothing wrong with the clothes he wore in the morning, but in order to prevent the illness from being passed on to the two elderly people, he still had to bathe carefully before meeting them.
The experiences of more than thirty years in his previous life told him that in this deep palace, only Xiaozhuang and the Empress Dowager were worthy of his wholehearted treatment.
After he finished packing, it was already past midnight when he stepped into the Cining Palace.
Empress Xiaozhuang was pruning flowers and plants, and when she heard the announcement, she thought she had misheard.
In fact, she had sent someone to Yuqing Palace to question him during the hour of Mao. When she learned that Yinreng had not woken up yet and had not had a high fever last night, she felt relieved.
But she thought Yinreng would not come again today.
Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang is already seventy-six years old (in lunar years) this year. Even though she has a group of highly skilled doctors in the Imperial Medical Bureau to treat her, her health cannot be considered good.
But at this moment, she was wearing a slightly dull ginger-colored casual dress, her silver hair was combed very elegantly, and her temperament was calm and quiet. From the outside, she looked like a noble old lady, without any signs of being tortured by illness.
When Yinreng walked into the East Warm Room, he saw the kind-looking old lady sitting on the couch, looking at him with a smile.
"Grandma Wuku, Baocheng is here to see you."
A smile appeared on Yinreng's face, which was not pale at all, and he walked forward to salute Xiaozhuang.
Halfway through the journey, someone grabbed his arm. Yinreng looked up and saw that it was Su Malagu.
"Aunt Su!"
At this time, Xiaozhuang spoke,
"Get up, there's no need for these empty formalities here with Grandma Wuku."
Yinreng smiled, stood up, and sat on the other side of the small table.
"Thank you, Grandma Wuku. Grandma Wuku really loves Baocheng."
As he spoke, he pinched a piece of dessert and put it in his mouth.
In his previous life, he would never have done such an rude thing. At that time, he had just traveled through time and was extremely wary of everyone, including the old lady in front of him.
It’s a pity that when he finally saw Empress Xiaozhuang’s unconditional love for him, her time was almost up.
That was the second time in his life that he felt powerless.
The first time was when his father passed away.
Seeing Yinreng like this, Xiaozhuang's calm eyes showed a bit of surprise. In the past, Yinreng had a deep affection for her, but he was also very strict in observing the rules. When the two were alone together, Yinreng spent most of his time coaxing her and talking about his food, clothing, daily expenses, and schoolwork such as riding and shooting.
Although she was surprised, Xiaozhuang had no intention of blaming others.
"You... you haven't fully recovered yet, how can you run around everywhere? Be careful or your royal father will scold you."
Yinreng mumbled, still unfinished, "Coming to Grandma Wuku's place is not considered running around. Besides, Yuqing Palace is so boring. No one talks to Baocheng. Baocheng's body is about to rust."
Xiaozhuang chuckled and placed a cup of tea in front of him.
"Eat slowly... I heard you had another argument with Bao Qingsheng?"
Yinreng nodded and said nonchalantly,
"My elder brother and I were just playing around as children. It's Baocheng's fault that Grandma Wuku is so tired that she's worried about him."
Seeing the annoyance on Yinreng's face, Xiaozhuang felt soft in her heart and said softly,
"I suppose your royal father has advised you yesterday?"
When Kangxi was mentioned, a hint of complexity flashed across Yinreng's eyes, but Xiaozhuang didn't see it clearly.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Xiaozhuang thought that he was unhappy that she mentioned Baoqing again, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
To Baocheng, Xuanye was his only father, but to Xuanye, Baocheng was not his only son.
Baocheng was still young and didn't understand that a large royal family was a blessing for all the people in the world.
Never mind. There's no point in saying more. He'll understand sooner or later.
"Your Royal Father has been busy with the war on the northwest border these past two days and has neglected you. Zhang Ying and the others have already drafted a plan for you to go out to study. Once your Royal Father is done with the war, your marriage (which will be slightly different from the historical time point) will be put on the agenda."
Yinreng was stunned when he heard this. He had just returned and had forgotten about this important matter.
Getting married meant that he could enter the court and participate in government affairs, and he no longer had to go to the Shangshufang. His daily study place was also moved to the East Palace.
In his previous life, he was afraid of acting very differently from his original self, so he was cautious in everything. Due to excessive worry, his body, which could have recovered quickly, dragged on and was sick for nearly a month. As a result, the matter of getting married was also postponed. It was not until Yinzhi returned to Beijing that the matter was finally finalized.
But at that time, in order to stop provoking Yinreng, Kangxi cut Yinzhi's reward in half, and the two of them became completely feuding with each other. Later, Yinreng spent a lot of effort to completely eliminate the resentment in Yinzhi's heart.
"Grandson knows."
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