"Who told you to run around?" Kangxi said this, but he picked him up immediately and glanced at Yin'e.
Yin'e's heart tightened, and he quickly added to the little guy: "Tenth brother said that he didn't feel any pain after falling."
"Then throw another one for Cheng'an to see." Upon hearing this, Yinzhi reached out to help him throw another one.
Yin'e was just saying that to save face, it wasn't like he really didn't feel any pain from the fall, so naturally he pushed his hand away.
The ice was quite slippery even with ordinary shoes on. After the two of them pulled each other like this, Yinzhi was able to keep his balance, but Yin'e almost fell down.
Cheng'an saw his two brothers pulling each other, and probably thought it was fun, so he opened his mouth and laughed.
"Don't it hurt anymore?" Kangxi couldn't help asking when he saw that he was smiling again after looking aggrieved just now.
The little guy had a low body and was wearing thick clothes, so he was only a little hurt when he fell. He immediately shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt~"
After getting a positive answer, Kangxi simply carried him away.
Upon seeing this, Yinzhi let Yin'e go, and the other princes followed suit.
After watching the ice skating, the New Year is approaching.
This year, Cheng'an drew many blessing characters as usual and went to personally send blessings to the Empress Dowager and others.
When he left, he brought a stack of blessing characters with him, and when he came back he did not come back empty-handed. The food box in his purse and in Liu Cai's hand were all filled with food given by the Empress Dowager and others.
Various sweet or salty cakes, dried fruit preserves, crisp candies...
Cheng An took out all the food and placed it all over the small table on the bed, clapping his hands happily: "There are so many delicious foods~"
Before he could be happy for a while, Kangxi came in from outside, and the little guy's first reaction was to stand up and block the table.
Liu Cai and others who were waiting on the side found his actions a little funny.
If the little guy's reaction wasn't so big, Kangxi might not have noticed the food on the table, but now he couldn't help but frown.
He hadn't finished his work yet, as his cuffs were accidentally stained with ink when he was reviewing memorials. He was about to come back to change his clothes before going to the imperial study to summon the ministers.
Seeing that the little fellow was so nervous that his eyes were slightly wide, Kangxi did not directly ask someone to take away the food on the table. Instead, while changing his clothes, he instructed Liang Jiugong to see which princes were free and call a few of them over.
Cheng An stood on the Luohan bed and saw Ama change his clothes and leave in a hurry. He patted his chest and laughed: "Ama didn't see it~"
Hearing his cheerful voice, Liu Cai really wanted to remind him, how could the Emperor not have seen it? But in the end, he just thought about it and didn't dare to say it.
The little guy was so happy that he ran to the door to take a look. After making sure that Kangxi had really left, he climbed back onto the Luohan bed. He looked at this delicious food, then that delicious food, and smiled like a kitten that had stolen some meat.
All I can say is that he is still young and too naive. There are so many delicious foods, but instead of eating them quickly, he stretches out his fingers to count them first.
When he counted each item and just picked up a piece of cake to eat, Yinqi's smiling voice sounded behind him: "Did Cheng'an know I was coming? He actually prepared so many delicious foods."
The little guy heard the sound and turned around. He first saw his fifth brother, and then his second brother, third brother, and twelfth brother coming in from the door.
"Brother~" Cheng An didn't even bother to eat the cake in his hand and was about to jump off the bed.
"No need to come down." Yinreng took two steps forward and sat down next to him.
After he sat down, Yinqi and the others also found a seat on the Luohan bed.
"Second brother, eat~" When the little guy saw Yinreng sitting down, he immediately sat next to him and raised the pastry in his hand for him to eat.
When Yinreng glanced at the food on the table, he understood why Kangxi asked them to come over, and he took the pastries given by the little guy without hesitation.
Then Cheng'an stood up again to get candy for one brother and candied fruit for that brother, and his little figure kept turning around on the Arhat bed.
It can only be said that Kangxi's move was also to calculate the little guy's generosity towards his brother, so that he would take the initiative to put the food on the table.
Not to mention that I gave it all away, I was still happy in the end.
The brothers were in a very good mood as they ate the snacks he had exchanged for the Chinese character for "Fu" and drank his honey water.
Cheng'an's honey water is made with honey sent by his grassland friend Yalingtai. It is said that he and the bear made the honey together.
"Is it delicious, brother?" The little guy shared his food and honey water with a happy smile on his face.
"It tastes good." Yinreng said, and seeing that there was nothing left on the table, he picked up a piece of crispy candy and put it into his mouth.
The little guy tasted the sweetness of the candy and his eyes curved: "It's so sweet~"
Seeing that he was so easily satisfied, Yinreng laughed too.
Within two days, the blessing characters that Cheng'an sent were pasted all over the palace. At the same time, the palace began to be decorated with lights and lanterns. The New Year's Eve that the little guy had been looking forward to for a long time came again.
This year's New Year's Eve is as festive and lively as last year's. The only difference is probably that Yinzhen is missing.
There were delicious food and fun things to do at the banquet, and there were a lot of people to keep him company. Cheng An was extremely happy throughout the whole process, and the smile on his face never left.
Yinzhi and his family were also very happy. They felt that with the little one around, New Year's Eve became more and more interesting.
It was not until after the banquet, when Cheng An was lying on the bed, that he could not help but whispered, "Fourteenth Brother..." while touching the New Year's money under his pillow.
Kangxi hadn't heard him nagging for Fourteenth recently and thought it was because the other party had been away for too long and the little guy had forgotten about it. Now, when he heard his almost silent mumbling, he couldn't help but feel a little sad and thought that he was really loyal.
However, it was very normal for a soldier to not be able to return for a year or two during a war, and Kangxi could not give him any guarantees. He could only pat his chest gently to coax him to sleep.
The other side.
On a day like New Year's Eve, Yinzhen couldn't help but miss his relatives in the capital.
He reached out and took the box on the corner of the table and opened it. Inside was the blessing character and a letter that the little guy had sent a few days ago.
Of course, in addition to this, the little guy also brought a lot of food, but when Yinzhen was too busy to eat, he used it to fill his stomach.
After opening the word "Fu" and looking at it for a while, Yinzhen unfolded the letter that the little guy had written for him.
To be honest, with the little guy's drawing level, you really have to rely on guessing to understand it. For example, the ice skating in the first painting was something you could only guess thanks to Yinzhen's own experience in ice skating.
"I don't know if the little guy misses me..."
Yinzhen read the letter again and said softly with some longing in his voice.
If his face looked a little soft because he missed his family on New Year's Eve, then at dawn the next day, he turned into the calm and sharp general.
Time never stops for anyone. After the Chinese New Year, the capital was still a bit cold, and it didn’t get a little better until spring.
When the weather got warmer, Kangxi didn't keep such a close eye on the little guy, and his lively figure was suddenly everywhere in the palace again.
That day, Yinreng heard that the little guy was in the imperial garden, so he came over and saw him sitting on the ground leaning against the sheep from a distance.
Yuanyuan, who was brought back as a lamb, has grown into a big lamb now, but it is still as round as ever, which is worthy of the name.
"Why is he sitting on the ground?" Yinreng walked forward and found that Yinzhi was also present, painting behind the drawing table.
Yinzhi looked up when he heard his voice: "Don't worry, brother, there is a cushion underneath."
"Second brother~"
The little guy who was playing next to Yuanyuan saw him coming and immediately jumped up. Sure enough, there was a mat under his butt that was similar in color to the grass.
"Hey, third brother hasn't finished painting yet!" Yinzhi couldn't help but say when he saw him running away.
Cheng'an had already run to Yinreng, and upon hearing his words, he pulled Yinreng back to where he was just now, patted the cushion he had just sat on and said, "Second brother, sit down~"
Yinreng sat down passively under his pull. As soon as he sat down, the little guy consciously leaned on his arms and sat down, then raised his head and made a baby sound.
Said: "Third brother, please sit down and be safe~"
After he finished talking to Yinzhi, he hugged Yinreng's arm and said, "Third brother, please draw An'an and second brother."
Yinreng thought about it and felt that it would be nice to have a portrait with him in it, so he smiled and nodded.
Behind the painting table, Yinzhi heard that the little guy had given him a job, and there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
However, Yinreng was already sitting there, and he couldn't avoid painting, so he could only re-think the layout of the painting.
The reason why Yinzhi had the leisure to bring Cheng'an to the Imperial Garden to paint for him today was simply because he was tired of editing books and wanted to change his mood.
The job of editing a book does not seem difficult, but it is boring and long, especially having to face a group of old-fashioned faces every day. Yinzhi feels that only by looking at the cute smiling faces of the little ones can he relieve his mood.
"Is the second brother grass delicious?"
The little guy couldn't sit still. After leaning obediently in Yinreng's arms for a while, he changed his posture and watched Yuanyuan eating grass.
Yinreng smiled and pulled a piece of grass from the ground to tease him: "Second brother doesn't know, why don't you try it?"
"Only bae-mee eats grass!" the little guy said and immediately covered his mouth.
Yinreng pretended to be surprised and asked, "Isn't Cheng'an Meimee?"
"An An is a dragon~" the little guy said as he let go of his hand.
Yinreng joked, "Then why do you bleat too?"
"An An can also make the sound of woooooooooooo~" The little guy opened his little hands to scare him.
While the two brothers were playing, Yinzhi quickly finished the painting.
On the drawing paper, there was a sheep lying on the grass under the weeping willows, eating grass. In front of the sheep sat a handsome young man, holding a fair and tender little one in his arms. The two children, one big and one small, had similarities in their eyes and eyebrows, and with the same bright smile, the painting looked indescribably warm.
Yinreng was very satisfied when he saw the painting. It was also the first time he knew that he would smile like this when he was with the little guy.
"Second brother, An An and Yuan Yuan~"
Cheng'an was also very happy when he saw the content of the painting, and his smile was even brighter than his smile in the painting.
"Thank you, third brother." Yinreng said politely after admiring the painting.
Yinzhi knew what he meant as soon as he heard it, and his expression suddenly became somewhat helpless: "You're welcome, second brother."
Among the princes, Yinzhi's painting skills have always been good. After Yinreng picked up this painting and handed it to the eunuch beside him, he continued to look at the painting he had painted before.
Before he came, Yinzhi had already painted a lot. Some were very freehand, such as the ink painting of a little guy sitting on the back of a sheep; some were so good that people couldn't help but smile, such as the one of the little guy releasing the dragon horns and the one with the round horns on top of the horns...
Yinreng couldn't help but praise as he looked at them. Yinzhi was quite happy to hear that at first, after all, Yinreng didn't like to praise people. But when he found that he put the painting in front of him after looking at one, he quickly interrupted him and said, "Second brother, you are too kind. My humble skills are not comparable to yours!"
"Third brother, there is no need to be modest." After saying this, Yinreng placed another painting in front of himself.
Seeing that he was about to take them all, Yinzhi could only say directly: "Second brother, at least leave two for me!"
"Just draw it again, third brother." Yinreng felt that he had brought out all the spirit of the little guy, and he was satisfied with every picture he looked at.
When Yinzhi heard this, he immediately felt that his praise was not so nice.
In the end, Yinzhi finally managed to wrest the two paintings back from Yinreng after much persuasion.
"An An wants one too~" The little guy stood nearby and stood on tiptoe to make his presence felt when he saw his brothers dividing the painting.
Yinzhi only had two left, so he was reluctant to give him any more. He immediately touched his head and said, "Cheng'an, be good. If you want to see yourself in the mirror, just watch yourself. You don't need to draw."
When the little fellow heard what he said, he fiddled with his purse for a few times and took out a small peep show.
"Where did you get the mirror?" Yinzhi was a little amused when he saw that he actually took out a mirror when he mentioned it.
"Brother Jiu, give me peace~"
The little guy took a mirror and looked at himself.
He puffed out his lips, blinked his eyes, and finally moved his eyebrows.
Yinzhi was amused by his flexible expression changes, especially when he found that his eyebrows could move.
"Second brother, look after An An~"
Yinreng looked at the little guy making faces and the smile on his face grew wider.
After Cheng'an played with the mirror for a while, Yinzhi couldn't help but ask Yinreng to draw a picture for him and the little guy.
Yinreng had just taken so many paintings from him, so it was naturally difficult for him to refuse.
Seeing that he agreed, Yinzhi held the little one in his arms and chose a place with a nice view to sit down.
Yinreng's paintings were naturally not bad either. After he finished them, Yinzhi was very satisfied and said he wanted to frame them and hang them in his study.
"An An wants to paint too!" Cheng An was inspired to paint when he saw his two brothers painting.
Yinreng and his companions naturally would not refuse, and asked someone to prepare a drawing table and brushes and ink suitable for him.
The little guy has now mastered the art of holding a pen, but as for drawing, he still prefers to just scribble with ink.
When he finished painting, the whole paper was covered with ink and ink clumps of different sizes.
Cheng'an was young after all, so Yinreng and Cheng'an didn't think it was a big deal that he drew like this, and they even praised him against their will, until the little guy pointed at the drawing paper and said in a baby voice: "This is the second brother, this is the third brother, this is An'an, and this is Yuanyuan~"
Yinreng looked at "himself" on the drawing paper and could only barely make out the distinction between the head and the body. Not to mention the neck, he couldn't even see where his hands and feet were.
Yinzhi was not much better than him. The two brothers looked at each other and felt that Yuanyuan's drawing was more like the human figure than their own. At least from the horns they could tell it was a sheep, unlike them, who could not be seen as human beings without the little guy's explanation.
"What are An An and her brother doing?" Yin Zhi couldn't help but ask.
The little guy smiled and said, "An An and brother are walking hand in hand~"
Holding hands?
Where are your hands?
Yinzhi couldn't find it for a long time, and finally he could only comfort himself that maybe he was painting winter and everyone was wearing cloaks, so the hands could not be seen clearly.
The little guy's masterpiece was eventually taken away by Yinzhi, who planned to frame it and leave it for him to look at when he grew up to see if he could recognize what he had painted.
When the peach blossoms in the Imperial Garden bloomed again, Cheng'an's third birthday was approaching.
Although he had a very happy birthday last year, the little guy still has no idea about his own birthday. He eats, drinks and plays as usual every day, and only becomes quiet when he thinks of Yinzhen.
The birthday gift that Yin'e had planned for a long time was never delivered. It was not because Dai Zi was incapable, for he did make a small musket, but this small was relative.
Compared to the commonly used muskets, the one made by Dai Zixin is indeed very small, but if he wants to give it to Cheng'an, it is still very large and the little guy can't hold it with both hands.
As for making it smaller, Dai Zi can design it, but the existing materials do not support it.
However, although the real musket was not made in the end, Dai Zi made a toy musket for Cheng'an to play with.
This toy musket is very small, about the size of a kid's palm, and its appearance is even more exquisite. Although it is a toy, it can also shoot, but it shoots out small copper balls.
When Cheng'an received this gift on his birthday, he happily ran around Kangxi and the princes several times, calling them to look.
"Didn't you say it wasn't done?" Seeing that Yin'e's birthday gift overshadowed all the ones they had given, Yin'er couldn't help but turn his head to look over.
Yin'e smiled with a hint of pride and said, "I didn't lie to you. It really didn't work. This is just a toy. It doesn't have the power of a musket. But it's good for Cheng'an to practice his aim."
At this point, Yin'e couldn't help but praise Dai Zi: "This guy is really capable. Although he didn't make a real musket the same size as the toy musket, he made a small musket, and also made a small but powerful cannon."
"Have you reported this to the Emperor?" Yinsi's expression became slightly more serious when he heard this.
Yin'e shook his head and said, "Not yet. I'm too lazy to write a memorial."
Yinsi kept this in mind and decided to write one for Cheng'an after his birthday.
While we were chatting here, the little one on the other side got a new toy and couldn't wait to try it out.
"Not eating anymore?" Kangxi asked as he glanced at the food on the table.
If the little one is not full, eating or playing may not be more important to him. But now he has almost eaten, so playing is naturally more important.
"An An wants to play~" Cheng An said and pressed the toy musket in his hand, but only a slight sound was made.
This is normal. Even though it is just a toy, it still has to contain small copper balls and has a certain killing power. So before I teach him, it is of course empty.
Kangxi doted on him, not to mention that today was his birthday. After making sure he had eaten well, he took him directly to the Yushe Palace.
Seeing this, the brothers stood up and followed.
When the people in the Yushe Hall received the news, they not only prepared tea and snacks before Kangxi and his party arrived, but also set up several small targets large enough for Cheng'an to use.
"Give it to Ama."
After arriving at the Yushe Hall, Kangxi reached out to Cheng'an, and the little guy immediately handed him the new toy he had been carrying all the way.
Not to mention, such a small musket, even if it is just a toy, is quite fun to hold in your hand. Not to mention the little ones, even Yin'e and the others would be interested in it.
Kangxi looked around the toy musket, picked up a small copper bead from the box held by Liang Jiugong, put it into the musket, and then raised his hand to fire a shot.
Toys are just toys. The sound is not very loud and the shooting distance is not very far.
However, compared to a real fire gun, this one has almost no recoil, making it more suitable for little ones to play with.
"Wow~" The little guy couldn't tell the difference between powerful and ineffective. After seeing Kangxi finish shooting, he immediately jumped beside him and said, "An An wants to play, An An wants to play!"
Kangxi ordered someone to bring the small archery target closer, then he lifted his skirt and squatted down, and taught the little guy how to play step by step from behind: "Watch carefully..."
However, Cheng'an was so excited when he got the musket with the small copper ball installed that he pressed it directly without even listening to what he said.
After a slight sound, the small copper ball flew away, and no one knew where it went, but it definitely didn't hit the target.
"What's the hurry? I haven't finished speaking yet."
As soon as Kangxi finished speaking, the little guy immediately smiled at him and rubbed his chin with his little head while laughing.
Next to him, Yinzhi felt itchy and wanted someone to bring his musket to him.
"Brother, I think you'd better not do that, otherwise he will really play with you later." Yinzhi reminded.
Without comparison, the little guy can have a lot of fun playing with the musket in his hand. It is normal to be attracted to the real musket after comparison.
Yinzhi thought it made sense, but in the end he did not dare to ask anyone to bring muskets.
"Brother, look after An An~"
The little fellow who was already able to hold the musket and shoot with both hands said excitedly.
Although he didn't hit the target, the brothers still applauded and cheered.
The toy musket also has a certain killing power. Kangxi was worried about letting the little guy play with it when there was no one around, so before he stood up and wanted to rest nearby, he signaled Yinzhi to come and take over.
After the brothers took turns playing with Cheng'an with the musket for a while, the little guy, whose hands were a little sore, finally put down the musket.
"Brother Twenty-three is here for you to play~"
Yinqi was very happy to receive the musket and started playing with it with Yinhu and others.
After the little guy gave the musket to his younger brothers, he ran towards Kangxi.
"Ama Anan wants to drink water~"
"The cup is not on the table." Kangxi said this, but he quickly picked up the little guy's exclusive sipper cup and handed it over.
Cheng An took a big sip of water from his hand, then climbed along his legs into his arms.
Seeing this, Liang Jiugong quickly took the cup from Kangxi's hand, so that the remaining water would not spill.
come out.
"Have you had enough fun?" Kangxi asked after patting his little butt.
The little guy adjusted himself to a comfortable position and leaned in his arms and said, "An An is tired, we need to take a rest~"
"You still feel tired." Kangxi said with a smile.
But it's normal to think about it. The musket has an exquisite appearance and is not light in weight. Your hands will definitely get sore after playing with it for a long time.
"Ama, look at my brother, he is so awesome~"
The little guy leaned on him to rest while watching his brothers play, praising them non-stop.
Yinqi will be six years old after the Chinese New Year. He successfully started his life in the Shangshufang at the beginning of the year. It was a rare day today that he didn’t have to study thanks to Cheng’an, so he was having a great time.
When Kangxi heard the little guy's babyish praise, he looked up but didn't realize that Yinqi's aim was much better than that of the little guy in his arms.
However, thinking about how Yinzhi and the others had praised the little guy with their eyes closed when he was shooting just now, Kangxi smiled again.
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