What to do if you're overeating? Is there even a need to ask? Of course, you have to find a way to digest the food. It's snowing outside, so forget about going for a stroll. Fortunately, Qingxi Book House is big enough. The father and son walked around the common areas, including the flower hall, study, dining room, and meeting room, twice, and the feeling of fullness after a big meal was almost gone.
After all, Yinzuo has never been a person who can sit still. As soon as he stopped feeling bloated, he started to act restless. It's okay if he can't go to the Imperial Garden which is some distance away from Changchun Garden, but he can always go outside Qingxi Book House. Look, there is such a thick layer of snow on the ground, isn't it perfect for making a snowman?
"Wanquan, come here. Go find two people outside and have them go to the West Garden to invite my eldest brother and the others over. Tell them that the snow has piled up quite thick, and I want to learn how to make snowmen from them... Father, you told me not to go to the Imperial Garden before, so if I go to Qingxi Book House, it won't be considered a sneak attack, right?"
Yes, you didn't sneak out, you just acted first and asked for permission later. Did I approve your request to invite your brothers over? Did I approve your request to compete with others in snowman-making? If not, and you made the final decision on your own, then isn't your last question a bit redundant?
Yinzuo didn't know what Kangxi was thinking at this time, otherwise he would have told him, "Father, you think so much. If I wasn't afraid that you would really send my precious little child away, I wouldn't have asked this last question at all..." Yinzuo stood there and waited for a long time without seeing his father's answer. Finally, he could only walk a few steps to Kangxi, who was sitting on the bed with his eyes closed to rest, and reached out to pull his sleeve to remind him.
"Father, are you asleep? My son said he wanted to go out and build a snowman, but you haven't answered me yet. Are you not saying anything? Okay, I get it. Not answering means consent, and consent means permission. Dexi, don't just stand there. Father has given you permission, why don't you go get the tools and go out and build snow..."
No, what's this permission? I haven't said a word yet, and you've already made the decision so happily. Is that okay? But now it's obviously too late to say anything. If Kangxi doesn't want to spoil his son's fun, then he can only hold his nose and accept Yinzuo's self-talk. As the saying goes, there are no parents in this world who are more content than their children.
"You can go out, but we have to make it clear in advance. If you lose, you are not allowed to come and make trouble with me. Also, it's cold outside now, you can't take off your cloak for a while. If you get caught in the wind and catch a cold, you have to drink the medicine prescribed by Doctor Wang, no matter how bitter it is. If you cheat, I won't tolerate you."
Yinzuo's mind was now filled with thoughts of going out to build a snowman, so he accepted Kangxi's bland nagging. The West Flower Garden was right next to Changchun Garden, and Yinzhi and his companions arrived quickly. Yinzuo saw them coming through the window of the flower hall, and immediately left his father and stood up to go to the door to greet them.
"Big brother, second brother, third brother, fourth brother, fifth brother... Hey, you're all here, why is Little Twelve the only one missing? Could it be that the boy is sick again? I haven't heard anything about him."
Because they had to go out to make a snowman soon, Yinzhen and others did not change their shoes before entering the house. They stood at the door and greeted Kangxi. After being called, they automatically formed groups of three or two and waited for Yinzuo to change his clothes before going out.
"Alright, stop worrying about Little Twelve. He's much stronger than you. His mother is not feeling well, so he stayed in the capital to take care of her. As for you, it's quite cold outside. You must not act willfully when you go out. Wear this cloak for me..."
Yinzuo now understood that in the eyes of his brothers, he was never strong, but just fat. Okay, then he would set a small goal for himself now - to try to survive Xiao Twelve first.
Yin Zuo was not exaggerating when he said he wanted to learn the skill of making snowmen from Yin Zhi and the others. After all, he had once studied ice shoveling in the ice sculpture club when he was in college in his previous life. As the saying goes, "A skill you master leads to a thousand." He thought that shoveling snow and shoveling ice should be essentially the same.
It is said that a man remains young until he dies. Although Yinzhen and his group are not young anymore, they are all more excited than each other when it comes to making snowmen. Look, the palace servants have just cleared the snow on the ground, and they have already picked up their tools and can't wait to start working.
But the same thing goes, interest is interest, and craft is craft. People like Yinzhen have seen snowmen many times, but when it comes to making snowmen, every one of them is a first timer. Before they started, they were thinking in their minds how they would show off their skills, but once they started, they found that their hands really had their own ideas and did not listen to the brain at all.
"Hahahahaha, Xiaojiu, what is that thing you're piling up? It has a big head and a thick neck. Oh, I get it, it must be a chef, right..."
Yinzhen looked at his sixth brother, who was laughing so hard that he held his stomach, for a long time with a look of wanting to say something but stopping himself. Finally, he gave up trying to defend himself. He was just a cook. After all, he didn't have the face to argue that the things he piled up were iron-eating beasts, as their original shapes couldn't be seen.
"Brother, what is this pile of things? Judging from its posture and the tree branch, it's not holding a bow and arrow, is it? Is it Guo the hero from The Legend of the Condor Heroes? Or Genghis Khan? Or maybe it's you, brother..."
To be honest, when Yinzuo said that the tree branch was a bow and arrow, Yinzhi was really excited. After all, he guessed right. But when Yinzuo said that the snowman was Yinzhi himself, Yinzhi's excitement disappeared in an instant, and there was even a bit of embarrassment on his face. Of course, this was not because Yinzuo guessed wrong. On the contrary, his guess was too right. Yinzhi did want to create an image of himself as a heroic figure shooting an arrow with a bow.
You ask why Yinzhen feels embarrassed? Haha, it's simple. How can he not be embarrassed when the snowman he built is so ugly that he doesn't even want to recognize it? The most important thing is that he doesn't dare to admit that the snowman is him. If he recognizes these people as himself, he will be ridiculed to death by his brothers.
"Sixth brother is indeed clever. I did pick up this branch and use it as a bow and arrow. I remember you told us the story of The Legend of the Condor Heroes before. Guo Jing, right? I was referring to him. I remember you mentioned a couplet when you were telling the story: Peach blossom shadows fall, the magic sword flies; the blue sea rises, the jade flute plays..."
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