With Yinzuo's reckless appearance, even though Kangxi's heart was already in his armpits, at this moment he still had to repeat a few words in his heart, "My own son, my own son, my own son", in order to barely keep calm.
"Liang Jiugong, where does his bad temper come from? I think all these bad habits of his are caused by Yinzhen and the others. Look at what I said just now? I told him to get out and he got out. Why didn't I know he was so obedient before..."
Liang Jiugong was now assigned to guard Yinzuo during the day, and had to come back to serve Kangxi at night. At this moment, he was hoping that his master would quickly pack up and go to bed so that he could go back and rest.
But his plan today failed. Judging from the indignation of his master, he might not be able to vent his anger for a while.
Are you being spoiled by the eldest prince and his friends? Who could possibly be more spoiled than you? Look, you're clearly full of complaints, yet you're reluctant to say a word to your precious child. It's so hard for me, a servant, at my age, to have to sit between you two and listen to your complaints...
No matter how hard Liang Jiugong's life was, did he dare to complain? Could he even complain? After Kangxi finally finished his rant and waited for his master to rest, Liang Jiugong let out a deep breath. He raised his hand and beckoned the eunuch to come back and keep watch. He then hurried downstairs to rest. After all, there was another ancestor waiting next door tomorrow.
No matter how indignant Kangxi was, his troublesome son acted as if nothing had happened. After coming out of Kangxi's place, he whistled all the way back to his bedroom, hummed a little tune, washed, bathed, changed his clothes, and then collapsed on his comfortable big bed. In a word, he was in a very good mood.
Yinzuo had a dreamless night and slept until noon the next day. He lay in bed for a while to wake himself up. When he no longer felt dizzy, he called out to Dexi who was waiting outside and asked him to bring someone in to help him get up.
It is said that it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Since Yinzuo traveled through time, he has been living a life of luxury and has had everything he wanted. He is almost forty years old now, and the basic self-care skills he has acquired in modern times are almost degenerated.
Yinzuo stood in front of the bed with his arms stretched out while Dexi helped him tidy up his clothes and put on his shoes. Then he got out of bed and walked towards the small hall outside.
Liang Jiugong came with his men early in the morning. At this moment, he was directing people in the small hall to put Yinzuo's breakfast on the table. He turned around and saw him coming, so he took two steps forward and greeted him.
Yinzuo had long been accustomed to the days of being greeted by Ansheng wherever he went. He raised his hand to greet everyone to stand up, and then he walked to the dining table, sat down, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the food he liked and started to eat.
Although Kangxi said that he didn't want to see him, Yinzuo obviously didn't take his father's words seriously. He was so popular that flowers bloomed when he saw them and cars had flat tires when they saw him. How could he not want to see him? What a joke!
When Yinzuo went to Kangxi's bedroom, Kangxi was playing chess with Yinreng on the couch in the flower hall. Yinzuo couldn't help but curl his lips as he looked at this scene that had remained unchanged for almost ten thousand years.
He walked over to the two of them and took a look. Seeing that Yinreng had a frown on his face, as if he was deep in thought and was stumped by the chess game in front of him, he curled his lips slightly, raised his hand, took a chess piece from the chess box next to Yinreng, and casually placed it on the chessboard.
Since the chess game could stump Yinreng, it was naturally not something that a poor chess player like Yinzuo could easily crack. With this move, he would naturally kill a thousand of his own men without touching the opponent at all.
It must be said that Yinreng had a good temper. Even though a large number of his people were killed by Yinzo's chess piece, he could still tolerate Yinzo sitting next to him and giving him orders. He looked so calm and composed that Yinzhen, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but sigh in his heart that his second brother had really developed a good character over the years.
With Yinzuo as a troublemaker, the game between Kangxi and Yinreng soon came to an end. Kangxi looked up at Yinzuo, who was sitting next to Yinreng, clinging to his shoulders and stretching his head to give instructions on state affairs. He almost couldn't help but give him a slap on the head.
"Yinreng, get up and take this brat to play over there. Yinzhen, come over and play chess with me."
Yinzuo was still addicted to playing chess, so how could he be willing to be driven away by his father? Upon hearing this, he simply stood up and pulled Yinreng up from the couch, then turned around and sat in the seat where his second brother had sat before.
"Father, Fourth Brother is such a conservative guy. Playing chess with him is not as fun as playing chess with my son. Come, I'll play with you. Don't worry, I understand the principle of watching a chess game silently and making no regrets. Second Brother, Fourth Brother, just watch from the sidelines and don't think about helping me."
Although Kangxi really didn't want to play chess with Yinzuo, a bad chess player, he was already sitting there. He couldn't ask someone to pull the child up. Forget it, he would just treat it as a game to coax the child today.
What Yinzuo said before was absolutely right. Playing chess with him is much more interesting than playing chess with Yinzhen. After all, he has to frown and stare, which helps him practice facial expressions.
Yes, Yinzuo understood the principle of making no regrets and watching a chess game without saying a word, but that also required him to be willing to abide by it, right? People didn't let his second and fourth brothers speak out to help him, but they couldn't help but have a good understanding of each other.
With just a glance from Yinzuo, Yinreng received the signal, and then Yinzuo only needed to follow his second brother's gaze to know where to put the chess piece.
As for Yinzhen, he was also a man without any principles. Although he did not seem to be as blatant in helping as Yinreng, whenever Yinzuo made a wrong move in chess, he would raise his hand to his mouth and cough lightly. When Yinzuo heard the cough, he would immediately retract his hand.
Don't even mention that it was thanks to the tacit cooperation of the three brothers. The game was half over and Yinzuo had not changed his move. When Kangxi looked at the three brothers who were exchanging glances and working together, he felt so complicated.
No, so you are going to use all your abilities on me, right?
"Yinzuo, is this what you mean by watching a chess game silently and making no regrets? Let me ask you, have you ever seen anyone play chess like you do, three against one?"
Yinzuo didn't care what his father said. He placed the chess piece in his hand on the chessboard according to Yinreng's instructions, and then looked up at Kangxi who was sitting opposite him.
"Look at what Khan Ama said. What does three against one mean? Let me ask you, Second Brother, did Fourth Brother remain silent? Didn't I regret my moves from beginning to end? How can this not be called watching the chess game in silence and making no regrets? You can't be jealous of your son and frame me just because I have my brothers to help you and you don't, right?"
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