Compared to Yinzuo's super strong self-repair ability, Yinreng's recovery progress was much slower. With the same ointment and the same amount of time, Yinzuo's recovery was in vain, while Yinreng's face and neck were still healed.
Yinzuo, who came back in vain, has actually been quite worried recently, because Yin'er's merchant ship will soon set off for Japan, but he has not yet figured out how to write this letter?
"Brotherhood is higher than the sky and wider than the earth. We will definitely remember those years. Brotherhood is the most precious thing in our life, like a glass of wine, like an old song..."
Kangxi was dozing off on the couch in the hall. He was so frightened by Yinzuo's shout that he nearly fell off the bed. He glanced up at Yinzuo, who was still howling at the top of his lungs, and suddenly became furious. He picked up a covered bowl from the table and threw it towards Yinzuo on the ground.
The loud bang when the teacup fell to the ground startled Yinzuo, who was squinting his eyes and howling at the top of his lungs. He opened his eyes and looked around, and found the broken teacup lying on the ground not far away from him. Needless to say, no one else would dare to throw things around in Qingxi Book House except his father.
"Father, what did my son do to offend you? You threw the cup at me and scared me. Fortunately, the cup fell to the ground. If it had hit my head, I would have gotten a big bump at least. If it had been worse, there would have been blood."
Hey, you know that suddenly making a noise will startle others? Then why were you howling so loudly just now? And don't I even have this little sense of propriety? Why don't you open your big eyes and take a good look? That cup is so far away from you. Don't worry, it won't hit you on the head.
Yinzuo actually knew exactly why Kangxi suddenly threw a cup at him. Seeing that Kangxi ignored him, he hurriedly stood up and walked a few steps to the couch where Kangxi was sitting, squeezed in and sat down next to Kangxi, hugged his father's arm and pulled it slightly, hoping to get his father's attention.
"Father, I didn't mean to scare you by saying that just now. I've been really worried these past two days. Big brother, Fourteen wrote to me a while ago asking if there was anything I liked from Japan. I thought about it for a long time and couldn't think of anything I wanted, but I didn't want to say anything to fool Big Brother and the others. Now that Xiaojiu's merchant ship is about to leave for Japan in two days, I'm really worried."
Well, this was the first time in all his life that Kangxi saw the person receiving the gift more worried than the person giving the gift. Kangxi was a man who would even avoid Yinzuo's throwing cups when he was angry, so naturally he would not make things difficult for his son over such a small matter. Upon hearing this, he pulled his arm out of Yinzuo's hand with a little force, raised his hand and gently poked Yinzuo's forehead a few times.
"Look at you, you're so useless. What's the big deal that's worthy of your worry? If you really don't want anything, why not just tell your big brother and the others? Can they blame you for being perfunctory?"
Well, Yinzuo knew that it was useless to tell his father about this, so he simply ignored Kangxi's words, took off his shoes, lifted his legs and sat on the couch, then reached out to take the paper and pen in front of Kangxi, and began to list some specialties of Japan according to his memory.
"Matcha, Japanese paper, sake, samurai swords, lacquerware... Alas, there's really nothing good in that tiny place of the Japanese. If I wanted these, why would my brother and the others have brought them all the way back? Specialties, Ama, you mean these Japanese... Yeah, the Japanese don't fucking horses are the specialty of that place, right?"
Kangxi saw Yinzuo mumbling to himself for a long time and finally swearing. After holding it in for a long time, he couldn't help but raised his hand and poked Yinzuo's forehead a few times. Yinzuo was very excited at this time. He didn't make a fuss when Kangxi poked his forehead. He spread the paper again, picked up the pen and began to write furiously.
"Wanquan, come here, take this letter, seal it, and then find someone to deliver it to your Ninth Master. Tell him not to wait for the merchant ship to depart. It's too slow, and I'm afraid it won't be in time by then..."
The eagerness and excitement on Yinzuo's face was so obvious that even Kangxi, sitting across from him, could hardly have pretended not to see it. Furthermore, Kangxi was quite curious. Hadn't he just been scratching his head with a scowl? How could he suddenly become so excited after such a short while?
"Yinzuo, come and tell Father, what did you write in the letter to your elder brother just now?"
When Yinzuo was replying to Yinzhi and the others, he only had a preliminary idea in his mind. After thinking about it for a while, the idea became clearer and clearer. When he heard Kangxi's question, he first looked up at Kangxi for a while, and then asked Kangxi a question.
"Father, have you recently thought about how to settle the Japanese royal family after we win this war?"
The war on the front line was progressing exceptionally smoothly. Kangxi had naturally thought about these issues. In his opinion, there were only two possible outcomes: one was to bring the people to the capital and find a place to keep them captive; the other was to keep them in Japan as a mascot to win over the people's hearts. However, he now had a vague feeling in his heart that this was obviously not the answer Yinzuo wanted.
"The war is still going on, and I haven't thought about this issue yet. Does Yinzuo have any good suggestions?"
Yes, of course, otherwise I would have nothing better to say. When Yinzuo saw Kangxi asking for his opinion, he excitedly leaned towards Kangxi, and then lightly gave his father a different shock.
"Father, Shale, Shale! Let's learn from the way Emperor Taizu of the Ming treated corrupt officials and Shale them all. This is what I think. After we win this war, Father, why don't we find a place around the capital to build a cemetery and bury the martyrs who sacrificed their lives in this war. As for the Japanese royal family, of course we must use their heads to commemorate our heroes. Father must have heard of the Jingguan. Why don't we..."
It goes without saying that Yinzuo's remarks shocked Kangxi. He had been with his son for so many years since he was a child, so he naturally understood his character a little bit. However, he never knew that this child was such a murderous person at heart.
"Yinzuo, you..."
Well, seeing Kangxi like this, Yinzuo knew that his words had really irritated his father. Alas, wasn't there anything he could do? After all, against despicable people like the Japs, his father's method of winning them over with virtue wouldn't work at all. In the end, he had to follow the old saying—the sword had to chop off the Japs' heads.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
