As the saying goes, one autumn rain brings one chill, and ten autumn rains require wearing cotton. Yinzuo has always been a person who is afraid of cold. Even though the weather outside has not yet reached the point of winter with the biting wind blowing and the snow flying and covering the roads, he has already started to wrap himself up like a ball and start hibernating.
"Sixth brother, is it really that cold out there? If you wrap yourself up like this now, what will you do if it gets even colder tomorrow? If you really feel cold, then we shouldn't stay in this waterside pavilion. Isn't that just asking for trouble?"
Are you looking for trouble when you have no crime? Yinzuo wrapped his cloak around himself and looked up at Yinlu who had asked the question. He raised his hand and pointed to the open space under construction outside the waterside pavilion, indicating that he should look there.
"What do you mean by asking for trouble when you have no fault? Xiaojiu, if you can't speak, just shut up. No one really thinks you're dumb. After all, your Sixth Brother is still in charge of the Ministry of Works. It's cold inside the waterside pavilion. Just ask them to come over and renovate the floor of the pavilion and add a floor heating system. It's not a big deal. See, at their speed, it should be done in another five or six days. It just so happens that Qingxi Book House will also need floor heating for heating in a few days, so I can use some of Khan's charcoal."
Even though Yinzuo had left the palace and established his own residence, as long as he lived in Changchun Garden, all his food, clothing, and expenses were still paid for by his father. Who was his father? That was Kangxi, the emperor. Didn't he have to pay for all the good things in the world? For example, the charcoal fire in winter and ice in summer, Yinzuo's Shufengxuan never lacked them.
"Oh, Sixth Brother, do you still remember that you are in charge of the Ministry of Works? If you hadn't reminded me, I would have almost thought that I was the one in charge of the Ministry of Works. I say, Sixth Brother, why don't you live in such a big Enze Garden and prefer to stay in Shufengxuan? It seems that you are trying to take advantage of our father. Sixth Brother, I am not criticizing you, but we are so rich, why do you still care about such trivial matters all day long?"
Listen, he really is worthy of being called the God of Wealth Nine. This is how he talks about extravagance, a few melons and two dates? Do you dare to say this again in front of Big Brother and the others? If Big Brother doesn't beat me up, I lose.
"Xiaojiu, I've noticed that all the books you've read over the years have been lost to the wind. There's a saying that goes, 'A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. A river is formed by the accumulation of small streams.' Everything is built on the accumulation of small things, and money is no different. Even a mosquito's leg is still meat, isn't it? Besides, what's wrong with plucking the wool of my father? We're both willing to fight and to be beaten. We have a harmonious and friendly relationship, don't you understand? What's the point of fussing over trivial matters? Haven't you heard that saying? Money should be spent on the blade, not the back..."
Yinzhen now feels that what his sixth brother said is absolutely right. No one really thinks he is dumb because he doesn't speak. Look, how much sin this one sentence has brought upon himself. If his ears don't grow calluses today, he will probably not be able to leave the door of this water pavilion.
It has to be said that Yin'er was right to have this awareness. After all, Yinzuo had nothing to do with his hands spread out every day. Now he finally found a chance to practice his tongue, so he had to put it to good use. Yin'er was like Sun Wukong with a tight hoop on his head. Not only was he uncomfortable being scolded by his sixth brother, but the key point was that he had no legitimate reason to interrupt him. The moment he came out of the water pavilion, Yin'er made a very serious decision - he would not set foot in his sixth brother's Shufengxuan for the next month.
Although Yinzuo, the head of the Ministry of Works, was a hands-off boss, he was still in charge to some extent. What's more, he had the strongest backer of the Qing Dynasty behind him. No matter how stubborn the people in the Ministry of Works were, they would not pick on him. They said it would take five or six days, but in fact, only three days passed and Yinzuo's waterside pavilion was completely new.
Needless to say, the effect after the earth dragon was ignited was that the temperature in the water pavilion was not as warm as spring, but at least Yinzuo no longer felt cold even when wearing only a single layer of clothes. Although Yinlu was so determined when he left before, saying that he would not set foot in his sixth brother's place within a month... Haha, this decision now seems to be quite frivolous. Look, only four or five days have passed, and he has come to his sixth brother's place again.
"Sixth brother, now that your waterside pavilion has a floor heating system, it's much more comfortable to sit here. Dexi, have someone make me an ice bowl. With the floor heating system in this room, I always crave something cold after staying here for too long..."
In theory, Yin'er's request was not excessive at all, and as his brother Yinzuo, he should not have stopped him. But the bad thing was that Hongxu was here today. Look, as soon as he heard the word "ice bowl", he stopped tracing the red characters.
"It's hot. If you really feel it, go out and cool down before coming back. Why are you eating an ice bowl in such a cold weather? Dexi, go to the kitchen and bring some fruit and snacks to your Ninth Master. These are the coldest things. Eat them if you want, otherwise just drink your tea."
It was only after he said it that Yinzhen realized that the little guy Hongxu was here today. Well, since his sixth brother didn't allow him to eat, then he wouldn't eat. In view of the experience of being scolded for his words last time, Yinzhen very wisely chose to remain silent this time. Yinzuo was very satisfied with Yinzhen's awareness of the current situation. Dexi brought over the fruit plate, reached out and took an orange that Yinzhen liked from the tray, peeled it and handed it to him.
"Isn't that right? Our little nine is really sensible. Here, Sixth Brother rewards you with this orange. These oranges are very sweet. Take some with you when you go back."
Hongxu had been hoping that his uncle would fight for it so that he could also share in the glory today. But when he saw that Yinzhen compromised without any resistance, the light in the little guy's eyes seemed to be extinguished at that moment. He stared at his uncle with disappointment for a long time before he sighed softly, picked up the small brush specially made for him on the table, and began to continue his tracing work.
"Sixth brother, look at the look in your son's eyes just now? He even sighed? Who is responsible for me not being able to eat the ice bowl? I haven't even sighed yet, and he actually sighed."
Who was Yinzhen? He had been a palace bully since childhood, his status comparable to that of the goose among the three rural bullies. Combined with Yinzhen, their destructive power was even greater. He had never imagined that after twenty years of arrogance and dominance, he would now be looked at with such disappointment by a thirteen-year-old. Who could endure this?
They're uncle and nephew, right? Look, their train of thought is similar. Isn't that a coincidence? Yin'er's words were exactly what Hongxu was thinking. Yeah, who's the reason I can't have an ice bowl? If you weren't such a coward, wouldn't we be chilled to the bone right now? Isn't it said that where there's oppression, there's resistance? Uncle Jiu, why don't you come on...?
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