You won't give people food until they have reviewed the memorials. You fascist, how can you starve people after they have worked so hard? This is so unkind of you.
Under normal circumstances, Yinzuo would have insisted on sticking with his father no matter what, but now he had not yet obtained the birch bark and horn bow and the auspicious crane painting, so he naturally did not dare to be so arrogant. So he stood up and saluted Kangxi.
"Okay, Khan Ama, you take a rest. I'll go to the study and help you review the memorials. Eunuch Liang, let's go quickly so as not to miss Khan Ama's dinner."
It has to be said that reviewing memorials of greeting is really a task that tests one's ability to cultivate one's spirit. In just one afternoon, Yinzuo was furious with those ornate but meaningless parallel proses. After finally making it to the evening, Yinzuo finally finished dealing with the pile of memorials. He stood up, stretched, and walked out of the study.
"Khan Ama, I finally understand why you threw that pile of memorials at me. Were they memorials of greeting? That was pure torture. From now on, if any of my brothers make a mistake, don't punish them by making them pay their salary, copy books, or reflect on their mistakes behind closed doors. Just bring them here and make them handle memorials of greeting for a month straight. I guarantee they'll remember it well and never make the same mistake again."
Kangxi agreed with what Yinzuo said. He thought that reviewing those memorials of greetings was a waste of time and a test of patience, with really no benefit at all. He even thought that Yinzuo's suggestion that he should be responsible for handling memorials of greetings from anyone who made a mistake in the future was a good one.
"That's a good idea. Since you're the one who brought it up, let's start with you. I'll leave this month's greetings to you!"
Well, this is what it means to shoot oneself in the foot. Yinzuo regrets it so much now that he wishes he could go back in time and give that boastful self a slap. But it is too late to say anything now. He cannot make a fuss until he gets the horn bow and the Auspicious Crane Picture!
It is true that Yinzuo could control Kangxi, but the opposite was also true. Kangxi hung the horn bow and the picture of auspicious crane in front of him and forced Yinzuo to do hard labor for him for half a month. Why was it half a month instead of a month as agreed before? Of course, it was because our Prince Zhao was tortured by the letter of greeting and quit.
"Khan, my father, please tell me this: can you give me the birch bark horn bow and the auspicious crane painting today? It's been half a month. If you don't give me these two things today, I will just find a rope and hang myself at the door of your study... What kind of life do I have? Brother, I am worried about you. Father, I am a liar..."
Kangxi had long guessed that Yinzuo would give up sooner or later, so he was not surprised at Yinzuo's obvious cheating behavior at this time. He had thought that Yinzuo would not be able to hold on for a few days and would make trouble with him, but he did not expect that he would actually endure for half a month for those two things. This was quite unexpected for Kangxi.
"You worthless thing! If I hear you talking about life and death again, do you think I will forgive you? Liang Jiugong, send someone back to the palace and bring him that birch bark horn bow and the Auspicious Crane Painting. You little brat, get the hell out of here now after you get what you have."
Yinzuo was waiting for his father to say this. As soon as Kangxi said this, he immediately changed from the street scoundrel to his father's caring son. Later, he even snatched Liang Jiugong's job, surrounding Kangxi, massaging his shoulders, pouring tea, grinding ink, and handing memorials. His attentive appearance was simply unbearable to watch.
Of course, all this was a false prosperity, and it only lasted until the person Kangxi sent to the palace to get something came back. Kangxi glanced at Yinzuo, who was holding the Auspicious Crane Painting with a smile on his face, and raised his hand to throw the brush in his hand at him.
"How could I have given birth to such a useless thing like you? What good thing is that? Is it worth you laughing like this? Didn't I say before that I would give these two things to your eldest brother, third brother? What's the matter? It seems like you don't want to give them to me anymore."
You have to admit that Kangxi actually guessed some of Yinzuo's thoughts. He was really reluctant to give away the painting of auspicious cranes, but the words had already been said, and there was no reason to take them back. So even if he was reluctant, the other party's rebuttal was still very powerful.
"Of course not. Although my son is naughty, he still knows how to honor his promises. Since he has already said that these two things are for the eldest and third brothers, I will naturally not take them for myself after getting them. I will have someone send these two things to the eldest and third brothers respectively."
After listening to Yinzuo's righteous speech, Kangxi nodded with a smile, then turned around and called the palace servants waiting on the side to come over.
"Since you're not reluctant to part with it, it's easy. You two can go to Prince Zhi and Prince Cheng and tell them that Prince Zhao had spent half a month begging me for this item."
When the young eunuch came over and took the horn bow from Yinzuo's hand, his expression was calm, but when the picture of the auspicious crane was also taken away, his heart suddenly ached!
"Khan Ama, do you have to take it away now? Even if your son holds the Auspicious Crane Painting..."
Upon hearing this, Kangxi raised his hand and asked the eunuch who had taken the things to leave, then stood up and walked to Yinzuo and patted him on the shoulder.
"Yinzuo, you used to like telling proverbs, so today I'm going to teach you one: a short pain is worse than a long one. Don't you think this is the truth?"
This is completely off the mark. Don't I know that a short pain is better than a long one? Why would you bother teaching me this? Besides, isn't the point here long pain or short pain? Shouldn't the point be the pain your son is feeling right now?
"Khan Ama, I don't care whether the pain is long or short. Anyway, my heart hurts right now. You have to give your son something to relieve the pain."
When Kangxi heard what Yinzuo said, he glanced around, picked up the ruler on the desk, and hit Yinzuo.
"Pain relief, right? Okay, then I'll give you something to relieve the pain. Why are you running? Just stand there obediently..."
Yinzuo saw that Kangxi was about to swing the ruler at him. He was not stupid and naturally would not stand there waiting to be beaten. He quickly dodged his father's attack and ran towards the study door.
"Khan Ama, why are you so anxious again? Okay, son admits that your pain relief method is indeed effective. How about we stop here today, or let your son sit down and rest for a while, and then we will continue chasing."
Good fellow, do you think I am teasing you here? There is even a halftime timeout. You are thinking it is beautiful. Seeing Yinzuo about to run out of the door, Kangxi raised his hand and threw the ruler in his hand at him.
As soon as the ruler was swung out, a muffled groan was heard from the direction of the door, followed by Yinzuo's exclamation.
"Fifth brother, are you okay?"
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