Of course, Yinzuo knew that everyone looked at him like that not because of something on his face, but because they were shocked by his audacity. Yinzhen also knew in his heart that Yinzuo did not do this intentionally to instruct him, but to adjust the atmosphere in the tent which had quickly become gloomy because of his arrival. So under everyone's surprised eyes, Yinzhen picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat from the plate in front of him and put it into the pot as Yinzuo requested.
"See, there's nothing to be afraid of about my fourth brother. You can just eat and drink as usual and just pretend he doesn't exist. Changtai, didn't you say before that you liked this spicy hot pot? Come and have some more."
Because of Yinzuo's antics, although everyone couldn't pretend that Yinzhen didn't exist, the atmosphere in the tent was indeed much more relaxed. Even Yinzhen was almost busy during the meal. Yinzuo asked him to help serve the dishes and to help scald the meat, which allowed everyone to fully witness the unknown gentle side of the cold-faced Fourth Prince.
As an old father with a strong desire for control, Kangxi naturally had no idea about what Yinzuo had done in the military camp these days. When he learned that his son had changed the attitude of the Zhenghongqi soldiers towards him through his own efforts, Kangxi was both relieved and distressed. The old father's way of expressing his distress was very simple and unpretentious. He directly sent the imperial chef to the Zhenghongqi camp, set up a big pot, and gave an extra meal to all the soldiers in the camp.
"Sixth Master, we are now enjoying this thanks to you. Otherwise, we, the rough folks, would never have the chance to eat the food cooked by the imperial chef in our lifetime."
Like everyone else, Yinzuo took a bowl and lined up to get his food from the imperial kitchen. As soon as he found a place to sit in the tent, Changtai came over with the food. Yinzuo looked at the bowl in his own and saw that there were obviously more pieces of meat than in Changtai's bowl. He took the chopsticks and picked up a few pieces of meat from his bowl and gave them to Changtai.
"Hey, you see, what you said is not right. It's not you who benefited from me, but I who benefited from you. If you like it, eat more. If it's not enough, we can just go get more outside."
Yinzuo lived a very prosperous life in the Zhenghong Banner thanks to his personal charm and various bribes of food and drink, while his brothers followed various armies and traveled around. Not only were they working hard, but their quality of life was also on a completely different level. Take the meal in front of Yinzhi for example. If Yinzuo saw it, he would definitely sing a song for his elder brother, the lyrics of which were about holding steamed buns in both hands and not a drop of oil in the dish.
"Hey, when will this march end? Why is it so difficult for me to have a hot meal now?"
When Yinzhi heard his elder brother's words, he looked down at the dry biscuit in his hand and sighed helplessly. Who said it wasn't true? Why is it so difficult to have a hot meal nowadays?
No one knew when Yinzhi and the others’ hard days would end, but Yinzuo’s hard days were now coming to an end. Early that morning, Yinzuo had just returned from training on the training ground, and he saw Liang Jiugong standing at the door of his tent from a distance.
"Eunuch Liang, what's the wind blowing today? Why did it bring you to the Zhenghong Banner camp?"
Liang Jiugong didn't care at all about Yinzuo's teasing. When he saw him coming, he walked up to him and bowed to him with a smile.
"Sixth Master, please stop teasing me. Tomorrow, His Majesty will break camp and set off for the White Pagoda. He has sent me here to take you back."
Although life in the military camp was hard, Yinzuo was still reluctant to go back when he first heard that he had to. He looked around and casually called a soldier over.
"Please go and invite General Changtai over for me. Tell him I have something to discuss with him. Eunuch Liang, let's go in and wait. This is a good opportunity for me to pack my things."
As the saying goes, when a man has been away for three days, he should be looked at with new eyes. The current Yinzuo really shocked Liang Jiugong. After entering the tent, Yinzuo declined Liang Jiugong's help. While packing his things quickly, he chatted with Liang Jiugong about some interesting things in the military camp. Not long after, Changtai, who received the news, hurried over.
"Sixth Master, I heard you're leaving? If you leave, we won't be able to see each other again for who knows when."
Seeing Changtai looking reluctant to leave, Yinzuo raised his hand and patted his shoulder, then turned around and handed him a box.
"As the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. And don't be so pessimistic. We'll meet again someday if we're destined to. This box contains some pickles, hot sauce, and hot pot soup base I brought with me. I'm leaving now, so I'll leave these to you. Remember, don't let that Qiketaha know, or he'll cheat you out of it sooner or later."
After seeing Changtai off, Yinzuo went to Yinzhen again before leaving, and found that his fourth brother was not there. In the end, he could only call the soldiers outside his tent in, gave him a few brief instructions, and then returned to Kangxi with Liang Jiugong.
"Khan Ama, my son is back. Have you missed him after not seeing him for such a long time?"
Kangxi hadn't seen Yinzuo for more than ten days. Regardless of whether he missed him or not, he was definitely worried. When he heard Yinzuo's voice, he hurriedly put down the book in his hand, stood up, walked around the desk and headed out of the imperial tent. Yinzuo walked in and Kangxi walked out, and the father and son finally met in victory at the door of the imperial tent.
"It's only been a dozen days since we last met, but you seem to have lost a lot of weight. Not only is you thinner, but your face is also darker. And what's wrong with your hand? Why is there a cut on the palm? Liang Jiugong, quickly go get some medicine..."
As soon as Kangxi saw Yinzuo coming back, he no longer cared about his imperial dignity. He pulled Yinzuo in front of him and looked at him carefully. He kept saying that his son had become darker and thinner. When he saw the wound on Yinzuo's palm where a piece of flesh had been rubbed off by some sharp weapon, the old father was heartbroken.
"Khan, Ama, my son's hand was accidentally scratched during training just now. No need to apply medicine, it will heal on its own in two days. It's not as exaggerated as you say. Although my son looks a little darker recently, if you say he has lost weight, you must be mistaken."
Although Yinzuo kept saying that he was not thin, he forgot that there was a kind of thinness that only his old father thought you were thin. Because of Kangxi's super filter, the first meal Yinzuo had after returning was quite sumptuous.
"And yet you're still lying to me, saying you haven't suffered any hardship? You normally wouldn't even touch this kind of white meat. Hey, eat slowly. If it's not enough, I'll ask the imperial chef to make more for you..."
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Liang Jiugong personally brought some water to help the father and son wash their hands. Yinzuo took the handkerchief on the table to dry his hands, threw it into the basin, and stood up and walked towards the bed next to him.
"Khan Ama, you don't know, compared to my son, Fourth Brother has really lost a lot of weight. Last time I went to his tent to look for him, I happened to catch him changing clothes. If it weren't for the belt, his pants wouldn't stay on his waist at all. And his shirt was also very loose. Fourth Brother is like this in the camp, I guess the situation of Big Brother, Third Brother and the others on the front line will only be worse. This time when we return to the capital, you must give them some vacation so that they can recuperate."
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