Seeing this, the other people couldn't help but hold their foreheads and said, "Good guy, you know how to grasp the key points, and you are really easy to appease."
In the next few days, apart from accompanying Kangxi to the imperial mausoleum to pay homage to his ancestors, Yinzuo spent almost the entire day soaking in the hot spring pool. Although his whole body became wrinkled, he did gain something from it. At least he had learned how to dog paddle quite well in these few days.
The day after the ancestor worship, the team set out on the journey again. After stopping and walking along the way, they finally arrived at the final destination of this trip, Mulan Weichang, after more than half a month.
Yinzuo couldn't help but sigh that transportation in ancient times was really life-threatening. After sitting in the carriage for more than half a month, he felt that his small body was about to be shaken apart. The moment his feet touched the ground, Yinzuo felt that he was finally alive again.
Mulan Hunting Ground, a hunting ground for the Qing Dynasty royal family, was built in the 20th year of Emperor Kangxi's reign. It was established as a pasture presented by several tribes after Emperor Kangxi quelled the Sanfan Rebellion. It covers an area of about 10,000 square kilometers. It has vast forests, numerous rivers, lush water plants and flowers everywhere. It is a rare and beautiful place.
Kangxi's tour to the frontier was only secondary. The Mulan Qiumi was not just about gathering everyone together to hunt. It was a highly political activity.
So as soon as he arrived at Mulan Paddock, Kangxi began to receive the leaders of various Mongolian tribes one after another. The eldest prince and the crown prince, as the oldest prince and the heir to the throne, had to show up in front. As the mascot of this event, Kangxi's main object of boasting and showing off, Yinzuo naturally had no choice but to appear.
So when Yinzhi, Yinzhen and others were having fun all over the grassland, he could only stand beside Kangxi with a smile and deal with one batch of Mongolian nobles after another, and then listen to them flatter Kangxi in various ways.
After Kangxi finally had enough of showing off his son, Yinzuo finally escaped from the sea of suffering. The moment he came out of the imperial tent, Yinzuo felt that the sky was so blue, the clouds were so white, the air was so fresh, and even the unknown wild flowers blooming on the grassland were so beautiful.
"Oh my God, this is life."
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