Although Yinzuo looked like a chicken with its blood pumped up and he seemed to be tireless when he was busy before, in the final analysis, he was still that lazy guy with no big ambitions who just wanted to live a comfortable life. As soon as he returned to his Prince's Mansion from the Ministry of Revenue, the energy he had been holding on to disappeared.
"Dexi, come and help me up. I feel like there's no place on my body that doesn't hurt. Come, help me to the bathhouse in the back, and then go back to the room to get me some clean clothes. It's been so hard to take a shower in the Ministry of Revenue for the past two months. Now that I'm finally back, I have to take a good bath..."
As the favored son of Emperor Kangxi, Yinzuo now lives in a palace with architectural specifications far exceeding those of a prince, and the interior is also luxurious and comfortable. Everyone knows Yang Guifei's Huaqing Pool, right? This is because Yinzuo once inadvertently mentioned that he wanted to build a bathhouse like the Huaqing Pool at home to take a hot spring bath. When his father expanded the palace for him, he actually built a pool for him modeled after the Huaqing Pool for him to take a bath. It must be said that it is really comfortable to come home and take a good bath after a tiring day outside in the cold winter. Yinzuo has been on edge these days and is physically and mentally exhausted. Now, after taking a bath in the pool, he soon began to feel sleepy.
"Oh, my master, how did you fall asleep in the pool? If you feel sleepy, let's go back to the room to sleep. This pool is not a place to sleep."
Yinzuo was already feeling drowsy, and was almost frightened by Dexi's loud voice and fell into the pool. He knew that the pool was not a place to sleep, so he hurriedly scrubbed himself a few times and asked Dexi to help him get his clothes.
"Dexi, please clear out everyone in our courtyard. I haven't slept well these past few days, so I have to make up for the sleep I missed. Oh, and don't forget to send someone to tell Fu Jin that I won't be visiting her today. I'll go see her and Hong Xu after I've rested well."
Yinzuo was a sleepy person to begin with, and now it was even more extreme. From the moment he came back from the Ministry of Revenue, washed up, and lay down on the bed, he slept until the afternoon of the next day. After getting up, he ate something to fill his stomach and then lay down again. He slept until noon on the third day. If Wuren Tuya had not brought Hongxu to see him, Yinzuo would probably have continued to sleep.
"Ama~~"
Hongxu is more than two years old now. Although he looks like a smaller version of the Cold King, he is still a baby at heart. When he first saw Yinzuo, his father whom he hadn't seen for a long time, he couldn't help but feel nervous and shy. Yinzuo squatted down and touched the hair of the little kid in front of him who called him "Ama" in a baby voice, then reached out and hugged him in his arms.
"As expected of my eldest son, Yin Zuo, this cleverness is just like mine. Come, let Father take a good look at whether my Hongxu has grown taller or gained weight recently."
The Manchus value holding grandchildren rather than sons, but this rule is pure nonsense in Yinzuo's view. How can a grandson be closer to him than his own son? This generation-interrupted affection is nothing more than a filter effect of loving the house and loving the dog. Because you see the shadow of your childhood in your child, you want to put the love you have on this child. Since it is loving the house and loving the dog, it is natural to love the original first, and then love the copy because of the filter effect. Yinzuo grew up under the love of his father since he was a child, so he also hopes that his children can feel the care and love of his father like him.
It was already noon when Yinzuo got up. After playing with the children for a while, it was time for lunch. The family of three finally got to sit together for a meal, so there was no need to follow the rules of not talking while eating or not talking while sleeping.
"Yes, my son is very smart. He is so skilled in using chopsticks at such a young age. He is much better than your fourteenth uncle. When he was two years old, he was not as good as my son. Come, father will reward Hongxu with a big chicken drumstick!"
Wuren Tuya watched Yinzuo and Hongxu interacting with a smile on her face, and would interject a few words from time to time. The atmosphere at the dinner table was harmonious and warm. Looking at Hongxu, whose face was covered with grease from gnawing on the chicken leg with both hands, Yinzuo's smile could not help but become even brighter. He raised his hand to take the wet handkerchief handed over by Dexi, and helped Hongxu wipe his little face which was covered with grease from the chicken leg.
"Alright, son, let's stop eating this chicken leg. Look at your face and body, they're all covered in grease. Give me the chicken leg, and let's eat something else. Don't you like this tomato scrambled eggs with rice? Come on, hold the bowl steady and scoop it into your mouth with a spoon..."
For children, eating on their own is like fighting a war. Hongxu is no exception. After a meal, his whole body is so excited. If he was not his own son, Yinzuo really would not want to touch him at all, and of course he would not want to be touched by him!
"Master, leave him to me. I'll take him back to wash and change his clothes. Didn't you say you have to go to the palace to see the emperor soon? You can't go there with greasy stains all over your body. Master, hurry to the back and clean up."
After seeing off Wuren Tuya and her son, Yinzuo went to the bathhouse at the back with Dexi's help to wash himself. Just as he was getting ready, someone reported that the Fourth Prince had arrived.
"Hurry up and go in. It's so cold outside. Why did you come out with wet hair? Dexi, why don't you quickly get a dry towel and wipe your master's hair. If she accidentally catches a cold, you will be in trouble."
It must be said that Yinzhen really has something to say. Look, he just finished saying that Yinzuo would easily catch a cold if he went out with wet hair, and the next moment he started sneezing.
"Look what I said. I told you to wipe your sweaty hair before going out, but you didn't listen. Now you've caught a cold. Just wait. When Khan Ama sees you like this, he'll definitely detain you and personally watch you drink the medicine."
Yinzuo took the handkerchief handed to him by Yinzhen and poked his nose, then raised his hand and threw the handkerchief into the basket in the carriage. Yinzuo was regretting it now. He never thought that he only had a bunch of hair on his head and it would catch a cold because of the wetness. But it was too late to say anything now. It would have been fine if he had not gone to the palace today. Now that his father knew that he had a cold, he would have to take the medicine.
It is said that the disease comes like a mountain falling, which is absolutely true. Cong Yinzuo's residence is only a few steps away from the imperial palace, but in this short journey, Yinzuo's cold symptoms have become more and more serious.
"Yinzuo, what's wrong with you? Who offended you? Why are your eyes and nose red? And your voice doesn't sound right. Fourth Brother, you came here with him, but you scolded him again."
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