Yinzuo really felt that he would never have the hobby of being a teacher in his life. After all, if he had a hobby of something else, it would at most cost him some money, but teaching would cost him his life.
"Hongxi, Hongxu, Hongqing, Honghui, Hongyu, you guys are truly the worst class I've ever taught. I used to think your Thirteenth and Fourteenth Uncles were stupid, but now it seems they're nothing compared to you. You're the top of the pile when it comes to idiots. Sigh, that saying is absolutely true, each generation is truly worse than the last..."
If it wasn't New Year's Day today, Yinzuo would have really wanted to ask someone to find a feather duster and beat these people one by one. Those guys were always bragging more than the other, but now they were helpless in the face of that little piece of dough.
Yinzuo has never been a very patient person. After watching for a while and seeing that Hongxi and the others had made no progress at all, the little patience he had left was finally exhausted.
It was really unnecessary for him to pay attention to them just now. He was also stupid. Why did he believe their nonsense? It would be strange if these royal grandchildren and princes who had been pampered since childhood could make dumplings.
Yinzuo was too lazy to just stand there and watch these guys struggling with the dough under their command with sad faces, so he simply turned a blind eye and stood up and walked towards Kangxi's bedroom.
"Dexi, don't follow me anymore. Go to the imperial kitchen and ask them to send over a table of food. Oh, and on your way out, tell those guys that hard work is worthless compared to talent. If you don't want to eat meatballs in soup tonight, then stop."
It must be said that when Hongxu and the others heard what Yinzuo asked Dexi to bring to them, they all couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Let's not talk about talent or not. The most important thing is that meatballs in soup sound unpalatable.
People of Yinzuo's status would not miss the New Year's dumplings even if they lay there motionless. Because Kangxi was still ill, Yinzuo did not ask him to move back and forth, and directly had the food placed in the small flower hall outside Kangxi's bedroom.
Compared with the family dinner in the front hall of the Palace of Heavenly Purity which was more formal than substantial, this small family dinner in Kangxi's bedroom was obviously more heartwarming. Before the meal, Yinzuo first helped his father to sit in the first seat, and then led a group of younger generations to pay New Year's greetings to Kangxi.
As an emperor, Kangxi was very wealthy and naturally would not be stingy with his children and grandchildren. Although he was not very interested, he still raised his hand to let Liang Jiugong show it to the children.
"Yes, yes, Father is more generous this year than before. Look at this purse, it's almost bursting. Hongxi, you guys are only benefiting from your uncle, otherwise where would you get such a big purse..."
Hongxi and the others said, "Haha, thank you first, but before you speak, can you open your eyes and look at us? Your wallet and my wallet, they are different..."
If we were to ask who was hit the hardest by the Empress Dowager's death, it would definitely be Kangxi, Yinqi, and Yinzuo. Of Kangxi and Yinqi, it goes without saying that one was his biological mother with whom he had lived for many years, and the other was his grandmother who brought him up since childhood. It was natural for them to be sad and upset after being separated from them overnight.
As for why Yinzuo was sad, it is actually easy to understand. After all, people are all made of flesh and blood. They are not plants or trees, so who can be heartless?
Besides, the old lady was really good to him. She took good care of him when she was alive. Even after her death, she divided the things in her hands into four parts and six parts to her two favorite grandsons, Yinqi and Yinzuo.
It can be said that Yinzuo was raised by Kangxi himself, and he knew his character very well. Although Yinzuo looked fine on the surface now, Kangxi had seen him sitting there in a daze with the jade pendant given to him by the empress dowager more than once in recent days.
The reason why Yinzuo's red envelope was so exaggerated that it could expand such a large purse was certainly because Kangxi favored him, but more importantly, it was the New Year's money given by Kangxi to Yinzuo on behalf of the deceased empress dowager.
After the Spring Festival, Kangxi was almost unwilling to stay in the palace for a moment. As soon as the third day of the New Year, he asked people to pack up and moved to Changchun Garden with Yinreng and Yinzuo.
Yinzhen was dumbfounded when the three of them left. No, Khan, we're just wondering who is the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. It's just the beginning of the new year, and there are so many things to deal with at court. Is it appropriate for you to just leave now? Then again, if you want to leave, go ahead. But at least leave my second brother behind...
No matter how anxiously Yinzhen stamped his feet in the palace, the three of them in Changchun Garden were completely oblivious to it. Knowing that Kangxi had been in a low mood recently, Yinzuo and Yinreng used all their tricks, singing, reciting, acting and fighting for more than half a month, and finally managed to coax their father into a state of cheerfulness.
"Come on, hurry up, Dexi, come here and give me a good massage on my shoulders. I'm confused. The old man must be over 60 years old this year, but how can he have so much energy? Look at me, he has blistered the soles of my feet from sliding around..."
Now Kangxi has handed over all the affairs of the court to Yinzhen, and it can be said that he has nothing to do. Since he ascended the throne at the age of eight, more than 50 years have passed, and he has never been as free as he is now.
Although Yinzuo is more than 20 years younger than his father, he is no match for Kangxi in terms of physical fitness. The fact that Kangxi can pull a bow with a force of 12 force at the age of over 60 is far better than Yinzuo.
Although he was reluctant to admit it, the bloody reality was right in front of him. Yinzuo now understood completely that he was inferior to the old and inferior to the young. He was already useless, so he might as well be more completely useless. I will go on strike from tomorrow. I really can't do any morning exercises...
As I said, one knows his own child well. Kangxi was not surprised at Yinzuo's lying down and giving up. After all, it was very rare for this guy to get up early every day for more than half a month to accompany him to the training ground for horse riding and archery. It was accidental that he persisted, but it was inevitable that he lay down and gave up.
Because of Yinreng's presence, even if Yinzo gave up, Kangxi would not have to worry about having no one to accompany him. Compared with Yinzo, a weakling who worked for three days and rested for two days, Yinreng was trained by Kangxi as his heir since he was a child. Although he looked gentle, he was very good at riding, archery, and playing chess.
Of course, these are not the main points. The main point is that he is a worry-free person. Look, this game of chess has been going on for almost an hour, and he is still sitting as steady as a rock. If it were Yinzuo, that guy would probably overturn the chessboard.
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