However, the princes in the palace were all curious about this little nephew. Emperor Kangxi was very busy, but he still took time out of his busy schedule to personally inquire about Honghui's studies, which shows how much he cared about him.
The young princes, raised in a free-range environment, harbored an inexplicable jealousy that gradually manifested in their actions.
When Honghui returned from his afternoon nap at Yonghe Palace that day, he noticed something unusual about his seat.
Because of his short stature, and because Emperor Kangxi had specifically instructed him to sit in the middle of the first row.
Anyone who's been to school knows that this seat belongs to the teacher's favorite student, and students who don't like studying hate it. As long as you sit there, truly under the teacher's watchful eye, you basically have no time to daydream.
Honghui remembered that when he left at noon, he had tidied up the books and put them in the table. Now, Xuan paper was scattered on the table and the floor, and ink marks were smeared on the books and papers.
Someone deliberately knocked over the inkstone on his desk.
Seeing that Honghui's expression was strange, the Fourteenth Prince quickly stepped forward to check and immediately jumped up: "Who did this?"
The room was completely silent; no one admitted it.
The Fourteenth Prince frowned and declared, "Are you bullying my nephew Honghui because he's young? If you've got the guts, come out and fight me! What kind of descendant of the Aisin Gioro family would you be if you were a coward?!"
Honghui carefully put away the books that had been stained with ink, feeling a little distressed: "Fourteenth Uncle, it's alright, they're just our uncles and brothers playing around with Honghui, don't take it to heart."
Fourteenth Master looked at Honghui with some disbelief: "No way, Honghui, did you lose your mind after that fall? Don't be afraid with your Fourteenth Uncle here."
Honghui shook his head, his eyes red, carrying the schoolbag that Yihua had sewn for him: "It's all because Honghui isn't cute enough, Fourteenth Uncle, please stop talking."
After saying that, Honghui burst into tears and ran towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
The princes, left bewildered, exchanged bewildered glances, their expressions changing drastically.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
