Seeing that his elder sister was of no use, Yinmi walked out of the group in despair, trembling. He couldn't care about anything else now. In order to avoid his father's strict punishment, Yinmi thought he could delay as long as possible.
Yinmi's fair and delicate face was filled with a desperate look of resignation to his fate. Thinking that whether he stuck his head out or not, he would still be killed, Yinmi closed his eyes and said loudly, "Father, I want to discuss an important matter with you."
Emperor Kangxi, startled by his fat son's shrill voice, showed no outward expression, but inwardly felt a strong urge to beat his son.
Hey kid, if you're in a hurry, then do something. Why are you yelling like that all of a sudden?
Somewhat embarrassed and angry, Emperor Kangxi decided that no matter what the child said, he would have to teach the unruly child a lesson later.
Yinmi was unaware of his father's dangerous thoughts. Without hearing his father's objection, he boldly opened his eyes and looked at his father, who had the same expression as usual. Yinmi thought his father was in a normal mood.
He boldly continued, "Father, I feel that my studies are not very good. A good teacher produces excellent students. I believe that if I had a better teacher to teach me, I would definitely do better."
Hearing this, Emperor Kangxi finally understood what this brat was up to. His eyebrows twitched slightly. This brat had hired excellent tutors for him, yet he dared to complain. However, this brat was self-aware enough to know that his studies were not good. Emperor Kangxi thought of all the sons he had taught over the years, and that this chubby little brat Yinmi had the worst grades. His face darkened.
The anger in Emperor Kangxi's heart, which had been frightened by Yinmi's voice, lessened slightly. He opened his mouth slightly and asked, "Then who do you want to teach you?"
Upon hearing that his father had agreed, Yinmi was delighted, but then pretended to be calm and said, "Ahem, I think that Grand Secretary Chen Tingjing of the Wenyuan Pavilion, Hanlin Compiler Li Guangdi, Minister of War Nalan Mingzhu... are all good. However, I think these officials are too busy. In addition, Grand Tutor Lin Ruhai is relatively young and has more free time, so he is more suitable for promoting innovation and is definitely more suitable for teaching us."
"Lin Ruhai?" Emperor Kangxi rubbed his fingertips. When he heard this brat mention Ruhai, he knew that the brat's purpose was to get Lin Aiqing. He remembered that the last time the two of them fought, it was Lin Aiqing who stopped them. Seeing Lin Aiqing's face, it was not surprising that the two children were so hardworking. Most of the other princes were unfamiliar with and surprised when they heard the name Lin Ruhai, but only Yinmi and Dunke were obviously abnormal.
Staring at him expectantly, Emperor Kangxi thought for a moment. Although Minister Lin's health was poor, it was relatively stable thanks to Jiang Lin's reports. Giving these little brats a lesson occasionally would be acceptable. Emperor Kangxi pondered for a while, thinking that he could also take the opportunity to look at Minister Lin's face more often to feast his eyes. The more he thought about it, the more Emperor Kangxi felt it was a good idea. However, he still had to warn these little brats on the surface. He said to Yinmi with a serious expression, "If you want Minister Lin to teach you, that's fine, but you must pass my daily lessons."
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