Think of a solution? What good solution could Yin Zuo, a man determined to be the world's number one prodigal, come up with? But he also knew that the current situation really couldn't be allowed to develop any further, otherwise his fourth brother's reputation would soon become as bad as in history.
But the same thing goes, as long as there is a way to think of it, it is not that there is no way at all. After returning from Yinzhen, Yinzuo locked himself in Shufengxuan for several days and his head was sore, but he couldn't think of any practical solution.
"Well, didn't I tell you long ago that this debt collection job is a hot potato? I told him not to take it, not to take it, but he refused to listen. Now, look what's happened. Not only is he in dire straits and in imminent danger, but he's also dragged me down with it, exhausting me to the point of killing countless brain cells. When this is over, I will definitely... Hey, Dexi, is this something Khan Ama sent? How come all these things are mixed together?"
Yinzuo was muttering to himself while pretending to be a donkey pulling a millstone in circles when he saw Dexi and his men coming in with two baskets of things. The baskets were filled with some fresh fruits and vegetables that were not common in winter. It was obvious that they were sent by Kangxi, but this time for some reason, the things were not sorted into categories as usual, but were mixed together.
"Master, the person who delivered the things said that he ran into Master Fourteen on the way. When he learned that the things were destined for you, he took some back. I think these things got messed up at that time, but it's not a big deal. We can just mix the things together and sort them out..."
Ever since Yinzuo saw the jumble of boxes, it felt like something was about to burst out of his mind. However, he'd been overworking his brain these past few days, and his thoughts were clearly a bit muddled. Even though he felt like this might be the answer he wanted, he couldn't grasp the key point. Dexi's words were like a sudden enlightenment for him. Yes, it would be troublesome to sort out all these things together, but what if they were all sorted into different categories? Wouldn't it be much easier to attack them one by one?
"Hahahaha~~ Dexi, your grandfather is indeed a rare talent. Let's go to Qingxi Book House to find Khan Ama. I have to make him proud of me..."
So what? Has he finally gone mad? Dexi watched his master walk out with a laugh, and he was so anxious that he kept slapping his forehead. Seeing that Yinzuo was about to leave the flower hall, Dexi could no longer care about anything else. He hurriedly grabbed the cloak beside him and chased after Yinzuo.
"Oh, my master, even if you want to go out, you must put on your clothes first. It's freezing outside. If you freeze, His Majesty will definitely skin me alive. I beg you, let's just stay quiet for a few days. Eunuch Liang specifically told me before that His Majesty has been in a bad mood these days, and asked me to keep an eye on you and not let you cause trouble to him."
Yinzuo now sincerely believes that he is a genius of the ages. Not only does he think so himself, he also wants his father and his brothers to think so as well. So Dexi's few words, which are not very harmful at this time, can't stop him.
"Khan Ama, your smartest, most handsome, and most filial son has come to see you. I'm not coming empty-handed today. I have a big surprise prepared for you today."
Yinzuo had prepared a big surprise for his father, and it was obvious that the surprise his father had given him was not small either. Yinzuo looked at the people in the room who were all staring at him, and at this moment he had only one thought in his mind: could it really be that the floor of Qingxi Book House could not automatically crack open for him to crawl in?
Facts have proved that the floor tiles of Qingxi Book House are not smart enough to understand Yinzuo's despair, but fortunately Yinzuo has always been thick-skinned. He understands one thing very well, that is, the more times like this, the more people should remain calm. As long as he is not embarrassed, then someone else will be embarrassed.
"Ahem~ I'm sorry I didn't know you were busy. I'm used to quarreling with Khan Ama like this on weekdays, and I'm sorry to have made you all laugh today. Since Khan Ama and you are busy, I won't disturb you. I'll take my leave now."
It is said that no one knows a son better than his father. The incident just now happened suddenly and ended quickly. Everyone only saw Yinzuo's ability to remain calm, but only Kangxi saw his obviously hurried and flustered footsteps when he left. This interesting discovery made Kangxi's frown relax a little. Kangxi had long been accustomed to Yinzuo's behavior of hearing his voice first and then seeing him in person every time he arrived. After Yinzuo's figure disappeared at the door of the flower hall, he coughed lightly to call everyone back to their senses, and then discussed the topic that was interrupted by Yinzuo's arrival.
Needless to say, this Ah Q method of spiritual victory really works wonders, coupled with Yinzuo's thick skin that is as thick as the bend of a city wall, the effect is even more obvious. The slight embarrassment that was left when he came out disappeared the moment Yinzuo sat down at the dining table. Yinzuo has been racking his brains for the past few days on how to restore his fourth brother's precarious reputation. He was so worried that he couldn't eat or sleep. Now that things have come to a conclusion, his stomach is singing the empty city plan. Yinzuo has never been a person who can sacrifice himself. Since he is hungry, he might as well eat.
"Eunuch Wan, go to the kitchen and get me some food. It doesn't matter what it is, but it must be quick..."
Wan Quan was also an old servant in the Palace of Heavenly Purity. He knew Yinzuo's preferences very well. Yinzuo required instructions to be given quickly, and Wan Quan was indeed very quick in coming and going. He not only brought Yinzuo's favorite snacks and fruits, but also a bowl of hot soup noodles.
"Sixth Master, there's nothing else to eat in the kitchen at this time. Please take what you have. I've already instructed them to prepare a few more dishes that suit your taste for lunch."
Man is iron and rice is steel, and he will feel hungry if he skips a meal. This is absolutely true. Although Yinzuo is usually very picky about food, he is so hungry now that a bowl of ordinary noodle soup actually makes him feel satisfied. After filling his stomach, Yinzuo could not stay in the dining hall any longer. After wandering back to the flower hall, he saw that Kangxi was still busy, so he turned around and walked towards his father's bedroom.
You say that no one else can sleep on the dragon bed, but the key point is that Yinzuo never thinks of himself as that someone else. No matter whether it is the dragon bed in Qingxi Book House or the dragon bed in Qianqing Palace, Yinzuo has slept on it more times since he was a child than the favored concubines in the harem. So in his opinion, there is really nothing wrong with sleeping on the dragon bed.
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