Yinzuo said to take two laps, and he really didn't take an extra step. After two laps, he immediately pulled his father towards the kang where they had been sitting before. He kicked off his shoes, lifted his legs, and climbed onto the kang swiftly.
"Hey, didn't you just say you were feeling uncomfortable sitting on the kang? What's the matter? Did you walk so quickly in the last two laps? Come down and walk around a little more. It's cold outside now. If you overeat, you'll be in trouble."
Although Yinzuo didn't think that he would suffer from food accumulation like a child at his age, he still gave his father face, got up from the kang, put on his shoes again, and then held Kangxi with one hand and Yinreng with the other, turning the previous two people into the current three donkeys pulling the mill.
It was already a quarter of an hour later when the father and his two sons returned to their previous seats. As soon as Yinzuo got on the kang, he immediately asked Wanquan to pour him a cup of tea. After drinking it in one gulp, he clenched his fists and pounded his legs to relax his muscles.
Kangxi and Yinreng had been grinding the mill with Yin for a while and were feeling a little tired. Needless to say, Liang Jiugong had a keen eye and seeing this, he quickly went over to massage Kangxi's shoulders.
Kangxi closed his eyes to rest, Yinzuo was massaging his legs, and Yinreng was sitting on a chair drinking tea from a cup. None of the three father and son spoke. For a moment, the West Warm Pavilion was completely silent except for the breathing of a few people.
Fortunately, this silence did not last long. Kangxi opened his eyes after resting for a while. He first glanced at Yinzuo who was drowsy and about to fall asleep, raised his hand to wake him up, and then looked at Yinreng who was sitting next to him.
"Yinzuo, you've slept for so long. If you continue sleeping now, you won't be able to sleep tonight. Liang Jiugong, go get a cold handkerchief and wake your Sixth Master up. Yinreng, haven't you been busy arranging the New Year's sacrifices these past two days? How did you find time to come here today? What's going on over there?"
The New Year's worship of heaven and ancestors is a regular annual event. Although he is not in the capital this year, it is obvious that these things have to be done. When Yinreng was the crown prince, he had arranged these matters countless times, so this time Kangxi naturally handed it over to him.
Just as Kangxi said, Yinreng had dealt with such things countless times before, so how could such a familiar job go wrong so easily? So he immediately shook his head when he heard this.
"Khan Ama, you're worrying too much. I've already made all the arrangements for the sacrifice and will ensure everything goes smoothly. I came here today to ask Khan Ama if this year's New Year's Eve family dinner will be held according to the same standards as in the past at the palace."
Yinzuo was still staring with his eyes wide open, waiting for Liang Jiugong to slap a handkerchief on his face. After hearing what Yinreng said, he suddenly didn't feel sleepy anymore. He stood up and sat down in front of Kangxi, raised his hand and grabbed his father's arm and shook it.
"Father, you've been attending those boring and conventional New Year's Eve family dinners for decades, aren't you tired of them? It was okay in the palace before, but this year we're in Rehe, and without the royal family, how about a different way for just us, father and son? I also want to experience how ordinary people celebrate the New Year."
Both Kangxi and Yinreng were obviously very tempted by Yinzuo's proposal. Just as Yinzuo said, they were already tired of the formal New Year's Eve family dinner in the palace. However, due to the ancestral etiquette and laws, they could not be easily changed. Since they were not in the palace this year, it might not be a bad idea to change the way of celebrating.
Kangxi and Yinreng, father and son, looked at each other, and then looked at Yinzuo who was sitting on the kang, obviously asking him if he had any good ideas.
"Father, if you trust your son, why not let him do this? Don't worry, I will definitely give you a New Year's Eve family dinner you will never forget."
Although Yinzuo seemed unreliable, he never failed to deliver on his promises regarding major issues. Kangxi naturally had nothing to worry about when handing things over to him. Seeing that New Year's Eve was just two days away, Yinzuo did not dare to delay at all and immediately began to make arrangements.
There are many places suitable for holding banquets in the Mountain Resort. After some investigation, Yinzuo decided to hold the banquet at Yunshan Resort, which is closest to Yanbo Zhishuang Palace. The space there is wide open, and even if there are many people, they can still move around freely.
Now that the location has been determined, all that remains is to arrange the place well. With Yinzuo's current status, he will always be surrounded by servants wherever he goes. As long as he opens his mouth, someone will naturally run around for him.
Different from the solemn and magnificent family banquet venues in the palace in the past, Yinzuo's main focus this time was on warmth, comfort, joy and peace. Various window grilles and pendants were arranged, and colorful lanterns and flowers were hung up and displayed.
In the past, the king and his ministers had no other rules, so they just had several layers of thick carpets laid on the floor of the room, and soft pillows, cushions, and a small table were placed in a small circle for everyone to sit around, which made them look closer.
As for the dishes for the New Year's Eve family dinner, Yinzuo also had his own ideas. The main focus was on home cooking. In addition to arranging some dishes that everyone liked, he also had someone prepare a few small charcoal stoves. He planned to put one in front of each person, and have someone cut some various meats and bring them up. Whoever liked it could just pick up what they liked and eat it.
Isn't there a saying that goes, "Who doesn't eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year?" Making dumplings, an activity that fosters family bonding, must be included. Yinzuo had the fillings prepared in advance, waiting for the day to come, so the father and son could sit together and make dumplings.
Imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel. This is absolutely true. Yinzuo had planned everything but he had never expected that his family of uncles, who were used to a life of luxury, would not know how to make dumplings at all. However, this was obviously not a difficult task. They could learn such difficult things as riding, archery, the Four Books and Five Classics, and governing a country, so there was no reason why they couldn't learn how to make dumplings.
Hey, you know what, making dumplings is really much more difficult than what Yinzuo mentioned above. Take Yinzhi for example, he could handle fierce war horses and heavy bows and arrows with ease, but he had no idea how to handle this small piece of dough. It is no exaggeration to say that his hand holding the dough seemed to be sealed and could not bend at all.
Compared to the helpless Yinzhen, Kangxi and Yinreng seemed much calmer. After the initial confusion, they gradually found some tricks. Although the dumplings did not look good, at least the fillings did not show.
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