What had Yinzuo spent so much time preparing for this? Wasn't it just to give his fourth brother a heads-up? Now, one brother was confused, the other full of anticipation. Their eyes met, and then… Yinzhen, who was confused, became even more confused, while Yinzuo, who was expecting, was already despairing.
"Fourth brother, I'm asking you a question. Do you think cultivating immortality and seeking the truth are reliable?"
Even though Yinzhen always thought that he had a pretty good brain, he now really couldn't understand why Yinzuo would ask him such questions again and again. Did he look like the kind of person who would practice Taoism and seek immortality?
Yinzuo simply didn't know what his brother was thinking, otherwise he would have rushed over and yelled in his fourth brother's ear, "What do you mean you look like someone who dreams of immortality?" "Brother, you don't look like that. You are that kind of person. Not only do you dare to think about it, you dare to do it." That guy was eating his little golden pill like a candy ball, and in the end, he was ranked alongside the Qin Emperor and Han Emperor. Of course, this ranking mainly focused on the cause of death.
Yinzhen obviously didn't expect that Yinzuo would be so persistent in getting an answer from him. Seeing that he was staring at him without blinking, he could only sigh helplessly and speak slowly.
"Since ancient times, many have sought immortality, but as for anyone who has actually succeeded, I've never heard of one. As the ruler of a country, the emperor controls innumerable resources, and there are even more talented people who can serve him. Since none of them have succeeded, it only proves that seeking immortality is unreliable."
After hearing Yinzhen's answer, Yinzuo felt that the taut string in his heart suddenly loosened, and he leaned against the back of the chair behind him.
"Fourth brother is right. This pursuit of immortality is not reliable. Think about it, if such a good thing existed, wouldn't those sorcerers have ascended to heaven long ago? Why would they stay in this world and refine elixirs for the emperors of the world? I forgot which miscellaneous book I read before, saying that these so-called elixirs are refined with things like gold, mercury, and lead powder. Let's not talk about the other two. Everyone has heard of suicide by swallowing gold. Gold is not something you can eat. And mercury is poisonous. You have all heard of stories about tomb robbers. The ancients used it for embalming. If everyone doesn't have a specific concept in their minds, then everyone knows about gunpowder. This thing was discovered by sorcerers in the process of refining elixirs. Just think about it, eating the so-called elixir, and then one day, bang... then you can become an immortal. That's the picture... Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's really disgusting."
Yinzuo's sudden bang really scared everyone. When they thought about the scene in their minds, the scene was too beautiful to think about it. Yinzuo looked at his fourth brother's frowning brows and rapidly rubbing fingers, and his heart couldn't help but relax. No matter whether he was disgusted or scared, Yinzuo's purpose was to make him remember that this elixir cannot be eaten. As long as the purpose was achieved, it didn't matter whether the process was perfect or not.
Because of Yinzuo's brilliant move, Kangxi, Yinzhi, Yinreng, Yinzhi, Yinzhen and others were so overthinking that their appetites were obviously not very good at dinner. But what did their poor appetite have to do with Yinzuo? He was now facing a table full of delicious food, eating with his chopsticks flying and relishing it. Not only did he eat himself, but he also took the time to honor his father.
"Father, come, try this pig intestine. I asked Dexi to go to the kitchen and ask them to buy it two days ago. I have to say that the chef in your imperial kitchen is really skilled. This pig intestine has no foreign flavor at all..."
In the past, Kangxi always accepted his son's filial piety. But today, when he saw the pig intestines that Yinzuo picked up with chopsticks and put them in his bowl, Kangxi was really in a dilemma. If he ate it, it would be a bit embarrassing for himself, but if he didn't eat it, he was afraid of hurting his son's feelings. He hesitated for a long time and raised his chopsticks to his mouth several times, but when he thought of the beautiful picture created by Yinzuo's previous bang, he really couldn't eat the pig intestines.
"Father, why don't you eat it? Don't worry, your son just tasted it for you. It's absolutely clean and has no strange smell."
It would have been fine if Yinzuo hadn't said anything about the odor, but when he did, Kangxi had a picture in his mind. How could they not know what the pig intestines were used to serve as before being made into a dish? Seeing that Yinzuo was so focused on Kangxi that he had no time to pay attention to them, Yinzhi and the others quickly lowered their heads and shoveled at the rice in their bowls. They ate so voraciously, as if they were afraid that if they ate slower than others, Yinzuo would catch them and force them to eat the pig intestines.
Kangxi looked up at Yinzuo who was looking at him expectantly, then turned his head to look at his group of annoying sons who seemed to be possessed by a divine pig and only knew how to eat. In the end, he could only helplessly pick up the pig intestines in the bowl and put them into his mouth. He chewed them a few times without even daring to taste them and swallowed them in a hurry.
"Well, it tastes pretty good. Yinzuo, are you full? I see that your elder brother and the others seem very hungry today. If you don't eat now, all the dishes you like will be snatched away by them."
The moment Yinzuo turned his gaze, everyone from Yinzhi to Fourteenth Prince almost simultaneously put down their bowls and chopsticks on the table. The meaning was obvious: I'm full.
Kangxi's previous move of shifting the blame to someone else was ultimately a step too far. Now, he and Yinzuo were the only two people still eating at the table. Yinzuo had no rule of not eating more than three times a day. In the past, when he and Kangxi were dining alone, he would always pick out a few dishes for his father if he had his favorite dishes. Today was obviously no exception. So Kangxi put on a mask of pain, and as he ate the pig intestines left and right, he wished he could go back a few minutes ago and slap himself who had said that this thing was good.
After the meal, everyone except Yinzuo suffered from indigestion. Kangxi even privately asked Liang Jiugong to notify the chefs in the imperial kitchen that whenever Yinzuo asked them to buy things like offal, they should come back and say that they could not find them. Such things would never be allowed on his table again.
Yinzuo and his entourage set out from Suzhou in early April. They stopped and walked along the way and returned to the capital in mid-May. The weather in the capital had warmed up in May. When they left, everyone was still wrapped up like a ball in fox fur cotton coats. When they came back, they had all changed into light spring clothes, and even their limbs seemed to be stretched out.
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