As the saying goes, if the king wants his subject to die, the subject has to die. If his father said it was convenient, Yinreng could not go against him, right? But it should be said that Kangxi's worry was a bit redundant. When Yinreng arrived, Yinzuo was sitting in the tent in his yard, wrapped in a blanket and directing Dexi to lead people to build a snowman for him in the yard.
"Hey, Hatu, you've seen real tigers before, so why is it that the snowman you made looks so weird? Let's say you point to this thing in front of you and ask around to see who can recognize it as a tiger. The tigers in Akshan are pretty good, at least they look like the real thing. They say details determine success or failure. Look, they know how to write a big "king" on the snowman's forehead, and that's half the battle..."
Well, I thought it was just a spontaneous expression, but I didn't realize that this was actually a composition with a given topic. Yinreng stood there and watched Yinzuo commenting on the piles of snow in the yard, whose original shapes could not be identified, for a long time. He had to endure it again and again before he finally lowered his raised mouth.
"Wow, it seems our little six is in a good mood today. In such cold weather, he didn't stay indoors, but ran out to the yard to make a snowman. He's not afraid of catching a cold. Okay, you've reviewed enough. Let's stop sitting outside and go inside to warm up."
Yinzuo had a charcoal brazier in front of him, wrapped in a blanket, and was sitting in the tent. In fact, he didn't feel how cold it was outside, but since Yinreng had spoken, he naturally followed his advice. He stood up, put on his shoes, and followed Yinreng into the house.
As Yinzuo's personal attendant, Dexi had followed his master for so many years, so his eyesight was naturally very sharp. Yinzuo, as soon as Yinreng entered the room and sat down, he had already brought hot tea over. Yinzuo personally took a cup of tea and handed it to his second brother before asking.
"Second brother, aren't you usually in the front hall playing chess with Khan Ama at this time? Why did you think of coming over to my place today? Is there anything Khan Ama needs to tell you?"
Hey, you know what, Yinzuo's guess was pretty accurate. Yinreng raised his eyes and glanced at the person beside him who was staring at him curiously. He raised his hand, put the teacup to his lips, took a sip of tea, and then spoke.
"It's nothing. Khan Ama saw that you hadn't been to his place for a few days and was worried that you were sick, so he sent me to check on you. But seeing how energetic you are, I guess you've been lazy again. This West Residence is only two steps away from the Yanbo Zhishuang Palace. If you have nothing to do, you should go to Khan Ama's place more often so that he won't worry about you."
Although it may not be appropriate to say this, the same thing still applies: Yinzuo really listened to his second brother's advice and ate his fill. In order not to worry Kangxi, he simply packed up his things and moved to his father's western warm pavilion.
The western warm room where Kangxi lived was not very large, but fortunately, it was equipped with two kangs, one in the north and one in the south, in accordance with Manchu customs. Yinzo did not have to worry about having no place to sleep. Kangxi did not care much about Yinzo's behavior of begging to squeeze in to live with him. Anyway, he was free now, and he would not be bored with Yinzo's company.
After Yinzuo officially settled down in the Western Warm Pavilion, Kangxi's peaceful and regular life came to an end. Yinzuo was too lazy to go out because it was cold outside, but this did not mean that he was really quiet. In fact, because he was bored and could not go out, he became even more restless.
In just a few days, this small world in the West Warm Pavilion was almost occupied by Yinzuo's miscellaneous things. There was a dart board hanging on the wall, shuttlecocks, sandbags, and nine-link puzzles piled on the table, a pitching pot on the ground, a katydid hanging at the door, and a parrot in Kangxi's hand. These were all things that Yinzuo had people bring for him in the past few days.
It is said that distance creates beauty. Even though Kangxi doted on his son Yinzuo, he was old after all and could not withstand Yinzuo's troublesome behavior. After Yinzuo threw the arrow at him again, the old father finally made up his mind and started to drive him away.
"Yinzuo, Father knows that you are filial and want to stay here with me. So, Father will have someone clean up a room for you in the east. When the room is ready, you can move in with all your things..."
Yinzuo was no fool. He understood what his father said. Well, it seemed his father had disliked him. He had no objection to Kangxi's arrangement. After all, lying down anywhere didn't matter. Wouldn't a more spacious place be more conducive to his performance?
Yinzuo stayed in bed until the end of March when the weather outside gradually warmed up, and then he moved from his father's Yanbo Zhishuang Palace back to his own western residence. Of course, the imperial edict from Kangxi also came out of the Yanbo Zhishuang Palace with him.
"What the hell? Khan Ama gave this Ruyi Island and the Misty Rain Tower to Sixth Brother? In that case, where are we going to live? No, it's such a big island, and he just gave it away. I'm afraid Khan Ama must be so angry that he's almost in his throat."
The Summer Resort is such a big place, naturally there must be a place for Yinzhen and his friends to live. On the day the imperial edict came down, someone came and moved Yinzhen and his friends' things to Yuese Jiangsheng. As the saying goes, the palm and the back of the hand are both flesh. Although Kangxi was biased, he was not so unsympathetic to the back of Yinzhen and his friends.
As an emperor, Kangxi had a lot of good things in his hands. Since he had given Ruyizhou to Yinzuo, he might as well be generous this time and give a mansion near the Summer Palace to each of his sons who came with him.
Of course, as another beloved piece of Kangxi's heart, Yinreng enjoyed much better treatment than Yinzhi and others. The residence awarded to him by Kangxi was in this Summer Resort. The Qingshu Mountain Villa was originally built by Kangxi specifically for Yinreng when he was still the prince. This time it can be regarded as returning to its original owner.
Yinzhi and others had no objection to Kangxi's arrangement, which was obviously tinged with strong personal feelings. After all, happiness is achieved through comparison. Yes, their treatment cannot be compared with that of Yinreng and Yinzuo, the legitimate sons and beloved sons, but compared with Yinzhi and Yinqi who stayed in the capital, they were much happier. Now that they had obtained all the benefits, what else did they want?
"Sixth brother, I was able to acquire this garden this time thanks to you. Come, I will offer you a glass of tea instead of wine."
Seeing Fourteenth's smug look with his teeth showing, Yinzuo wanted to say three words to him - it's shameful to watch. He waved at Fourteenth, motioning him to come over. When the man came to him, he stood up, raised his hand and gave him a loud bang on the head.
"Humph, when you moved out of Ruyi Continent before, weren't you still complaining about your father being partial to you? How come you've forgotten it in just a few days? I think you're a follower of whoever feeds you."
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