The other princes and grandsons didn't understand why Yinmi and Dunke were so excited. Since their father had agreed to a tutor, he must be an excellent person. They just needed to follow his example and learn from him.
So, Qingyin was stopped when she left court at the usual time these past two days. Looking at Liang Jiugong, who was smiling warmly at her, Qingyin suddenly had a bad feeling.
The closer she got, the deeper she went, especially when she saw her boss's dignified yet secretly pleased face, Qingyin's premonition came true.
"Ru Hai, are you currently lacking any medicinal herbs? How are you feeling?"
Qingyin respectfully cupped her hands in greeting, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. With the medicine Your Majesty sent last time and the care of Imperial Physician Jiang, I am already much better."
"That's good. Ru Hai doesn't need to be so reserved here with me. Just treat him like you're at home." Emperor Kangxi looked at Lin Ru Hai, whose face was exceptionally handsome, with eyes full of appreciative pleasure. If Lin Ai Qing weren't a man, he would definitely have taken him into the palace. He had heard that Lin Ai Qing only had one daughter, and he wondered how much of her father's good looks she had inherited.
Emperor Kangxi's mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts, but in reality, he only paused for a second.
Compared to Emperor Kangxi's authoritative yet cold tone during court sessions, his conversation with Qingyin was incredibly gentle. If the high-ranking officials in the court were to see this, they would probably think that their emperor had been possessed.
Qingyin ignored Emperor Kangxi's words, letting them go in one ear and out the other. If he dared to take this seriously, the people who would collect his body next year would probably be too afraid to come.
Qingyin, silently criticizing her boss in her heart, smiled gently and brushed it off with a few simple words.
After exchanging a few casual words with his beloved minister, Emperor Kangxi began to get down to business.
"Ru Hai is very knowledgeable and is in his prime. My youngest sons are still young and are quite lazy in their studies. If they have the help of Minister Lin, they will surely make progress soon."
Even if you really want to refuse the extra workload, you still have to say it respectfully.
"To have the Emperor's trust is a great blessing for this humble subject."
Qingyin rose and bowed, her every move exuding an indescribable elegance and charm, which, combined with her beautiful face, made her even more pleasing to the eye.
It's so easy to talk to smart people. Emperor Kangxi smiled gently and explained in detail: "Since Ruhai has agreed, I am relieved. However, I have also thought it through. Ruhai's health is not good. You can schedule the children's classes to be taught occasionally. You don't have to take on everything yourself. Ruhai can be handed over to others."
Looking at Emperor Kangxi, who casually pushed his workload onto others with just a few words, Qingyin was somewhat surprised and helpless. Although it was indeed easier to do so, it was unethical. To avoid the thought of her future colleagues wanting to gang up on her, Qingyin used the same perfunctory method to cover it up.
After finishing his business, Emperor Kangxi enjoyed admiring Lin Aiqing's beauty for a while longer before letting her leave.
As usual, Qingyin was sent home by the carriage dispatched by Emperor Kangxi. However, while he had been in an extremely pleasant mood on the way there, he now inexplicably exuded a kind of lazy, carefree air about him.
Although he is constantly working, it doesn't mean he loves working year-round without a break; otherwise, he wouldn't have planned to buy a vacation home.
Qingyin felt a little sad, so a touch of melancholy appeared between his brows. However, he soon arrived at the Lin residence. After blinking a few times, he was once again the refined and dignified Grand Tutor Lin.
Back at the Lin residence, Qingyin felt increasingly annoyed as she looked at the familiar face lying in the corner of the wall under the jujube tree, smiling like a fool at her beloved daughter.
Hearing the familiar footsteps, Lin Daiyu turned around in a panic. She quickly climbed down from the corner of the wall and ran into her arms. The little girl had a sweet smile on her face. "Father, you're back. This is my new friend, Aisin-Gioro Baotai."
The young girl hadn't entered the palace and wasn't very familiar with the royal family, so she didn't recognize the special nature of this surname. However, Qingyin was extremely familiar with this surname. (Here, each small world is set up to be independent and exist independently, so the same name does not necessarily mean the same identity.) Isn't this the royal family's surname?
Qingyin raised her eyebrows slightly and carefully examined the boy who was standing on the wall and was a little tanned. Looking at him, he really did look a bit like Emperor Kangxi, probably because they were related by blood.
The boy in front of him was rather simple-minded, lacking the noble air of the princes and grandsons of the emperor.
Baotai, who had been stopped by Lin Daiyu to be shown to her father, had only his head sticking out, but when he heard that his beloved's father was looking over, he subconsciously straightened his posture and didn't realize that Qingyin's perspective only allowed her to see his head.
Perhaps it was because Qingyin's face was too invincible that Baotai's eyes lit up more and more. No wonder she was the sweetheart he fell in love with at first sight. Not only was she beautiful, but her father was also exceptionally handsome.
Looking at the silly boy standing in the corner, Qingyin didn't bother with him. He had raised his daughter himself, and judging by her temperament, the boy was clearly no match for her.
So Qingyin casually reminded him and left, "The green dates in the bottom right corner are almost all gone, why don't you look at other places?"
Lin Daiyu was still a little confused. Following her father's teasing gaze, she saw that all the ripe green dates near the boy's head had disappeared, leaving only a few small, finger-sized fruits that looked extremely unripe.
The scene was even more comical when the boy, in a daze, blushed bright red.
Now the entire Lin residence was filled with a relaxed and joyful atmosphere. Compared to the cold and lifeless Lin residence without the young master, the servants' faces were now more cheerful and lively.
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