Because of Kangxi's strict precautions, Yinzuo never touched any alcohol except the glass of wine in his hand until the end of the family banquet in the Qianqing Palace. After the family banquet, he naturally went to the Yonghe Palace to stay up all night as usual. The difference between this year and previous years was that there were two more people staying up all night together, of course, if the little embryo in Wuren Tuya's belly was counted as a person.
"Ama, Sixth Uncle, Fourteenth Uncle, please come in quickly. Mama, Mother, and Aunt are all waiting for you. Mama, Ama and the others are back. You can tell the kitchen to start cooking dumplings."
The little dumpling who staggered when running a few years ago is now seven years old, and his height is almost as high as Yinzuo's waist. Yinzuo glanced at the little guy who was smiling and shouting towards the house, raised his hand to call him in front of him, and touched the little guy's head.
"Look how anxious you are! Your mama loves you so much, how could she let you starve? Come, let Sixth Uncle hold you and see how much you ate tonight."
Over the years, Yinzhen has always had only Honghui as his legitimate son. Whether it was Concubine De, Yinzuo, or Fourteenth Prince, they all loved this grandson and nephew very much. The little guy was very familiar with his uncle Yinzuo. When he heard what he said, he immediately opened his arms and waited for his sixth uncle to hug him.
Fourteen drank a lot of wine at the family dinner today. Although he was not drunk, he was a little dazed at this time. Seeing Honghui open his arms, he thought the little guy wanted him to carry him and fly as usual. He immediately stepped forward, picked up the little guy, put him on his shoulders and ran in the courtyard.
"Fourteen, watch your step, kid! If you drop my precious grandson, I'm afraid you, a washed-up son, won't be able to withstand my wrath..."
If Fourteenth wasn't such an attention-getter, a show-off, what would happen? It would have been fine if Yinzuo hadn't reminded him. Upon hearing what Yinzuo said, he clamped his hands under Honghui's armpits and lifted him from his shoulders into his arms. Seeing the little guy looking at him with a smile, he raised his hand and threw him into the air, then caught him steadily in his arms.
"See, Sixth Brother, even though I've been drinking, my hands are steady. Honghui, do you still want to continue playing? Come on, get ready, we're about to fly."
Yinzuo glanced at Honghui, who was being carried around the yard by the Fourteenth Prince, and then turned to look at Yinzhen, who was watching their noisy behavior with a smile on his face. He sighed helplessly in his heart. On the sixth day of the sixth month of the forty-third year of the Kangxi reign, Honghui died at the age of eight... Looking at this heartwarming scene before him, and thinking about the cold words in history, Yinzuo had never felt that there was a moment since he traveled through time that made him feel the gap between reality and history more than this moment. A line of cold words in history, in reality, became a living person, his relatives...
"Fourth brother, Honghui will be going to the palace to study next year when he turns eight, right? Your place is too far away, and the child has to get up so early every day. My place is closer to the palace, so why not let him stay with me while he's in school, and then come back to you during the ten-day holiday? That way, the child can sleep a little longer in the morning."
Honghui was Yinzhen's only legitimate son, and he had high hopes for him. Although Yinzhen wasn't good at expressing himself, his love for this son was undeniable. He and Yinzuo had always had a close relationship, so it wasn't impossible for him to live in his house, but...
"It's not that your idea isn't bad. It's fine in the summer, but getting up so early in the winter is really torturous for the child. But, Xiaoliu, Fourth Brother only has this one legitimate son now. I'm afraid you'll raise him to be like you..."
Yinzuo stared at Yinzhen with a stunned smile for a long while, then gave his fourth brother a very unpresentable look. "Hehe, don't worry, leave your son to me. I will definitely lead you astray..."
"Look at what Fourth Brother said. What's wrong with me? I think I'm pretty good the way I am. I'm loved by everyone, and flowers bloom when I see them. Cars get flat tires when they see me. I'm so popular. You can't ask for such good relationships with people. What's wrong with being like me? Do you think it's better to be like me? It's better than being like you, with an icy face and a workaholic..."
Wasn't it just a joke? Why are you so angry? A personal attack? What do you mean by an iceberg face? A workaholic? He's a deep, steady person who loves his work and is willing to make sacrifices. How is he any different from you, lazy and obsessed with pleasure?
When Concubine De saw that Yinzuo and his brothers had arrived, they stayed in the yard and refused to come into the house. How could she sit still? I have a bad temper. If I don’t roar at you like a lion, you will never know why the flowers are so red.
"Since everyone is here, why are you standing in this yard instead of going inside? What's the matter? Do you really have to let me come out to invite you? Fourteen, you reek of alcohol. I can smell it even from standing here. How dare you hug your nephew? Put him down! If you drop my grandson, I'll show you how I'm going to deal with you. Yinzhen, what are you laughing at? You said he didn't say anything about you, right? Don't think I can't smell it just because you're far away. You drank a lot today, didn't you? Yinzuo, don't think you're out of trouble just because you didn't drink. Knowing that Fourteen drank quite a bit, why did you let him run around the yard with Honghui like this..."
Well, none of the three brothers has it good for them. Their mother attacked them indiscriminately today. Although she treated her three sons like this, she was a completely different person when she turned around and faced her grandson.
"Honghui, come to Mama quickly. We don't want to play with your Fourteenth Uncle. He stinks. We can't let the sweet smell of Honghui be stinked by him..."
Okay, the double damage came so quickly. Fourteenth stared blankly at Xiao Honghui, who had already distinguished the big and small princes, running towards his mother. His eyes turned to Yinzhen and Yinzuo who were not far away.
"Fourth brother, Sixth brother..."
What's the point of calling them fourth brother and sixth brother? Fourth brother and sixth brother are in a difficult situation at this time. Yinzhen and Yinzuo looked at each other, and no one paid attention to Fourteenth Brother who was looking at them. They followed Defei and Honghui into the house. Nonsense, Fourteenth Brother is the king in front of them, but he is also the little king in front of Defei.
The New Year's Eve dinner at Yonghe Palace was much the same this year as in previous years. Aside from a few Mongolian specialties prepared to suit Wuren Tuya's tastes, the rest consisted entirely of dishes favored by Honghui and Yinzuo. Yinzuo had eaten plenty in the Qianqing Palace just now, so he wasn't hungry at all. But since his mother had prepared this, there was no way he wouldn't eat. Alas, what could he do with the weight of maternal love? He just ate.
"Mother, this braised pork is not good. Let me pick some for you to try. Fu Jin, you should like this barbecue. Come, eat more. Fourth brother, why are you still being polite to your younger brother? Come, give me the plate and I'll pick some food for you..."
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