If you think being late and leaving early is the limit of what Yinzuo can do, then you are wrong. What is our Prince Zhao best at? Obviously, it is to push the limits. Before the weather was not so cold, no matter what, he would at least report to the Ministry of Works every day. But as the weather got colder, he decided not to go to the Ministry of Works and directly moved the reporting place to his father's Palace of Heavenly Purity.
"Yinzuo, I remember today is not a day off, right? It's already so late, why are you here instead of going to work at the Ministry of Works?"
Including today, Yinzuo has appeared in the Palace of Heavenly Purity for five consecutive days outside of his holiday. Even Kangxi, who has always indulged Yinzuo, can no longer bear it.
"Khan Ama, what you said is true. Weren't yesterday, the day before yesterday, and the day before yesterday all off-duty days? Don't worry, the Ninth Brother is here at the Ministry of Works, and Dai Zi is being watched by the Tenth Brother. Nothing will go wrong. It doesn't matter much whether your son goes or not. Instead of braving the wind and snow to go to the Ministry of Works to take up duty, your son might as well come to the Palace of Heavenly Purity to chat with you and relieve your boredom."
Chat? To relieve boredom? To relieve whose boredom? So you come to my place so diligently every day, are you here to relieve your boredom? Haha, I don't have the time to play with you to relieve your boredom.
"Then you should go to the Ministry of Works and do your duty. I don't feel bored, and I don't have time to chat with you. See that pile of memorials over there? They all need to be processed today."
Yinzuo didn't care what his father said. He went to the bookshelf and found a travel book. He walked to the bed where Kangxi was sitting, took off his shoes, lifted his legs and got on the bed, then found a position and curled up on it.
"Khan Ama, don't worry about your son. Just go about your business. He will find something to do to pass the time..."
What a reversal of power! Kangxi looked at the pile of memorials beside him, and then at Yinzuo, who was lying on the couch reading leisurely, and it would be strange if he felt happy. Why should I, at my age, still have to work so hard, while he, at such a young age, can enjoy himself like this... That sentence was really true. If he endured it for a while, he would get angrier and angrier. If he took a step back, he would feel more and more at a disadvantage. So the unbalanced old father finally couldn't help but kick Yinzuo.
"Move over there. You're blocking my light if you can't see me."
Yinzuo was kicked by his father for no apparent reason. He looked up at the distance between them, then looked at the brightly lit room. What was there to not understand?
"Khan Ama is unreasonable. Your son is far away from you. There is a kang table between us. If you don't stretch your legs, you can't reach me. How can I block your light? You can't bear to see me so leisurely, so... um..."
Yinzuo's guess was obviously correct, but could Kangxi admit it? The answer is yes. As soon as Yinzuo said this, his father admitted it without hesitation.
"Hmph, so what? It's the end of the year and everyone is busy as hell. Look at me, I have a lot more memorials than before. Don't even think about getting away with it, kid. Get up! Those memorials are yours."
It belongs to you... Listen to what you said, how can it belong to me? On what basis do I belong to myself? I have a leisurely life? That's also my own ability. Who told me that I have a good father and you don't... Although Yinzuo was very dissatisfied in his heart, he softened his heart when he saw the huge pile of memorials in front of his father. Forget it, since this is his own father, I will help him this time, just this time... Yinzuo sighed, put down the travel notes in his hand, and slowly moved to the pile of memorials to Kangxi.
"Khan Ama, we have an agreement. This is only the first time. If you do this again, your son will not come to play with you anymore..."
Yinzuo was mumbling to himself but flipping through the memorials at a fast pace. There was really no need to read these memorials in detail. Not to mention reading them at a glance, but as long as he glanced at them and there was nothing special, Yinzuo would usually not reply with more than three words - good, very good, excellent.
It has been said before that reviewing memorials of greeting is a matter that tests one's patience and will. Kangxi had been tortured for so many years that he had long been able to remain calm no matter how outrageous the memorials were. However, Yinzuo's facial management was obviously not yet perfected. During his break, Kangxi was attracted by his rich facial expressions and took the memorials that Yinzuo had reviewed on the table to check. It was really a shocking thing to see. He could imagine how wonderful the expressions of these ministers would be when they saw the replies after these memorials were returned.
"Yinzuo, the New Year is coming soon. If you approve the petition like this, they might not be able to celebrate the New Year after receiving it."
Upon hearing this, Yinzuo put down the red brush in his hand and looked up at his father. "Dad, you are so considerate. Do you want to see what your ministers have written?"
"Khan Ama, do you want to see how weird each of your ministers is? Look at this one. He insisted on sending you mangoes last time. Didn't I tell him that I don't like mangoes? I told them not to send it, but why didn't he listen? And this governor? He's such a high-ranking official, but he can't even write a coherent memorial. Even if you wrote in plain language, I wouldn't even ask him if he was sick..."
If such weird things happen all the time, then today is definitely more frequent. Yinzuo felt that he could no longer suppress his temper. They were making life difficult for him, so why should he care whether they were doing well or not?
"Khan Ama, look at this one again. He especially likes to greet you. Now he's here again today, asking if he can come to celebrate your birthday? You said you can't come unless I reply to him. Do you still have to say yes, come on."
It has to be said that it is quite interesting to take a look at the memorial of greeting reviewed by Yinzuo during a break from official business. Kangxi had already read through the memorial reviewed by Yinzuo. When he heard what Yinzuo said, he leaned over to look at him, then reached out and touched Yinzuo's forehead.
"Although your reply is blunt, it is quite interesting. However, in matters of the imperial court, we still need to give them some respect."
Decent? I can only say I'll try my best, and now your words don't count. The red pen is in my hand, and of course it's my grassland and my horse, so I can do whatever I want with it...
For the entire morning, the father and son sat facing each other, struggling with the pile of memorials in front of them. It was not until the sun set and the sky grew dark that Yinzuo put down the red brush in his hand, stretched his body, got off the bed, put on his shoes, and stretched his legs and feet that had been stiff from sitting.
"Khan Ama, you've been sitting here all afternoon. Aren't your legs numb? Get up and move around. Anyway, you won't be able to finish reviewing the pile of documents in front of you in a short time..."
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