Kangxi originally thought that Yinzuo would at most take Hongxi, Hongyu and Hongqing to the side hall of Qingxi Study and rule the mountain as king, but he never expected that in just two days, his eldest son brought his lovely grandchildren to turn his Changchun Garden into their Flower-Fruit Mountain.
"The king sent me to patrol the mountains. I'll go around the world, beat my drum, strike my gong. Life is full of rhythm. The king sent me to patrol the mountains. I'll grab a monk for dinner. The water in this mountain stream is so sweet. I don't envy the mandarin ducks or the immortals~~~~"
Well, as soon as he heard the noise, he knew that it was Yinzuo, the Monkey King, who had returned from patrolling the mountains with those naughty men under his command. Kangxi rubbed his slightly aching forehead, put down the pen in his hand, stood up and walked towards the flower hall outside.
Yinzuo brought his three little boys, Hongxi, Hongyu and Hongqing, who were chewing on the candied haws in their hands and humming a brainwashing tune. As soon as they entered the door, they met Kangxi, who was standing in the hall cosplaying as the black-faced Zhang Fei. Yinzuo was okay. Although he was also scared by his father, he at least insisted on singing the last sentence. Hongxi and the others did not have the courage of his sixth uncle. They all kept their mouths shut for a long time before they came to their senses.
"My grandson Hongxi (Hongyu, Hongqing) pays his respects to Khanmafa."
Kangxi glanced at his grandson who was greeting him politely, then looked at his son who had walked to his side and poured tea from the cup. Only four words kept appearing in his mind - creditor.
"Hongxi, get your two brothers up. It's so cold outside today. Where did your sixth uncle take you? Look how wrapped up they are. Liang Jiugong, take the younger brothers and get them changed into lighter clothes first."
I have to say that Yinzuo's sixth uncle is indeed a close relative. This guy is really afraid that his little nephews will be cold when he goes out, so he wraps Hongxi and others in three layers of clothes like dumplings. It is hard for those children to follow Yinzuo around the garden dressed like this.
Liang Jiugong quickly took the little kids to the side hall where they were temporarily staying to change clothes after receiving Kangxi's order. When Yinzuo saw Liang Jiugong taking the little guys away, his expression relaxed. He put down the teacup in his hand, kicked off his shoes, pulled and tossed his socks, and walked barefoot to the bed where Kangxi usually rested. He lay down on it and exhaled deeply.
"Father, your idea is so bad. These are not playmates for your son at all. They are clearly three ancestors. Do you know how terrifying it is to open your eyes in the middle of the night and see three children standing in front of you? My son almost scared his life away last night because of your three precious grandchildren. And this morning, it was freezing cold outside, but guess what? The three of them actually lay down beside my bed and woke me up. I thought they had some big problem that they couldn't solve. But they told me: King, we should go patrol the mountains...Fuck your king...This damn patrol...Father, do you think I was crazy? Why did I teach them a song for no reason..."
If one had to give an evaluation of Yinzuo's resentment at this time, it would at least be at the level of Zhenzi. Kangxi was first angered by Yinzuo's flying shoes and socks. He frowned and was about to teach Yinzuo a lesson, but then he couldn't help laughing at his resentful words.
"Oh, you're blaming me again now, and I haven't settled the score with you yet? Look at what you've done to my Qingxi Bookstore these past two days. Liang Jiugong and his men followed behind you to clean up, but they couldn't keep up with your speed of destruction. Also, look at your shoes and socks, you just threw them on the ground like that. How can you act like a prince? I think you look just like those scoundrels on the street. Don't lie there, get up and put away your shoes and socks."
It's impossible to get up. Doesn't he look like a prince? What kind of prince is that? Ask his eldest brother and third brother to take care of the child for a few days and see if they will die. Yinzuo turned a deaf ear to what Kangxi said just now. He pulled the blanket over and covered himself with it, turned his head away, and said, "I won't listen, I won't listen, my father is chanting..."
Kangxi was almost amused by Yinzuo's smooth and fluid act of pretending to be dead and in trouble. As the saying goes, this is his own son and his creditor's son. Facing a tough guy like Yinzuo, as an emperor Kangxi had ten million ways to deal with him and make him submit, but as a father, Kangxi was really helpless with him.
It didn't matter that Kangxi couldn't do anything to Yinzuo. When the three brothers Hongxi, Hongyu and Hongqing changed their clothes and came back, Yinzuo, the troublemaker, had finally met his match. If the three troublemakers Yin'er, Yin? and Shisi were standing in front of Yinzuo at this time, he would have been ruthless in dealing with them. But now, the people standing in front of him were three cute little kids who would call him Sixth Uncle in a soft voice. Even if he had all kinds of tricks, he couldn't use a single one.
"Sixth Uncle, let's go play Eagle Catches Chicken, okay? This time I want to be the eagle..."
"Hmph, Hongqing, your suggestion is not good. How fun is it to play like an eagle catching chickens? It snowed again yesterday. Uncle Six, let's go outside and build a snowman. Didn't you say yesterday that you were amazing at making snowmen? Let's go build a Monkey King and his little subordinate, Little Zuanfeng..."
Yin Zuo glanced at Hong Yu and Hong Qing, who were arguing fiercely over a game, and rubbed his aching temple. What the hell was this? Did the Monkey King have Xiao Zuan Feng under his command? Didn't he tell them that yesterday?
"Eunuch Liang, please help me get a glass of water. Hongqing, Hongyu, Sixth Uncle advises you to lower your voices to the lowest level, otherwise I will give you a dragon roar."
Hmm…did Yinzuo's threat have any effect? In a word, it had little effect. The child was simply stunned for a moment, then, curious about how his sixth uncle roared like a dragon, he started arguing even harder.
Yinzuo felt his temples throbbing when he heard the sharp explosion in his ears. He turned his head to look at Kangxi who was closing his eyes not far away as if he was deaf. He raised his hand and fiercely lifted the blanket from his body. He stood up and walked towards Hongyu and Hongqing, the two little guys, and then picked them up one by one.
"Okay, Uncle Six likes you guys who are good at making bones. You do things even though you know they are wrong, right? Hongxi, go over there and move two stools over."
Hongxi glanced at his sixth uncle who was smiling brightly, then looked at his two silly brothers who were still smiling in his uncle's hands, and silently lit a candle for them in his heart.
Hongqing, Hongyu, you two don't really think that our Sixth Uncle is someone who is easy to get along with just because he is cheerful every day, do you? Well, it's not your fault. If your brother hadn't seen him dealing with Fourteenth Uncle once, I guess he would have ended up like you two today.
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