As February arrives, all things begin to revive. In a few days, it will be the day the dragon raises its head. The commercial streets are bustling with business people, while farmers in the nearby suburbs are preparing for spring planting, with many bringing out vegetable seedlings and grain seeds to sell. (Three Inches of Human World)
Yinzhen and Qingyan rarely had time, so they took their twins for a walk on the street. Yiken'e and Hutulifengshengzhalafen used their New Year's money to buy a lot of vegetable seedlings. Each little one had a small place to plant winter vegetables, just like Qingyan.
"Mother, when are we going back to the garden?" Hutulifengsheng Zhalafen asked, tilting her little head up.
Starting tomorrow, the whole family will be staying in Beiyuan Mountain Village to begin spring planting. A couple of days ago, Ama and Ahhun mentioned that they must prepare well to prevent a repeat of last year's poor harvest.
"When we get back, have you prepared everything?" Yinzhen asked, turning around quickly upon hearing his daughter's voice.
Yinzhen dispatched Bayan to collect a large number of newly cultivated vegetable seedlings. Although Qingyan had servants specifically responsible for cultivating seedlings, Yinzhen wanted to try it out. If he could grow good products from the people's seedlings, Kangxi would feel more at ease.
The seedling growers at Qingyan use a large number of seedlings to select the best ones, which is somewhat different from what ordinary people use at home.
“Father, we’ve prepared everything. We even bought some fruit to see if we can really grow it successfully. If so, we’d like to send some to Grandfather next year.” Yiken’e often appeared by Kangxi’s side, so the grandfather and grandson had a very good relationship.
Pfft!
Yinzhen chuckled. This brat! He never expected that his own father would be thinking of his imperial grandfather instead.
“Father, we will definitely send you a gift. The Emperor has already made an agreement with him.” Yiken’e would never miss an opportunity to show his respect.
As they grew older, Emperor Kangxi valued Yinzhen and Yiken'e more and more, often entrusting Yiken'e to his side for instruction, not only in academics but also in other aspects of life, subtly training him in these areas.
Yinzhen was very satisfied: "Remember well, Batu Buhe is waiting ahead, and we will return to the garden to live together today."
A few days ago, the Mongol leaders residing in the Court of Colonial Affairs left the capital one after another. As the Left Wing Prince, Batu Buhe, although still young, had already inherited the throne. Before the leaders left, Batu Buhe had to come forward and host a farewell dinner for everyone.
“Father, isn’t Batu Buhe going to stay at the Court of Colonial Affairs for two days?” Yiken Ehao asked.
“Yes, but Batu Buhe said he wasn’t comfortable staying at the Court of Colonial Affairs, so he’s planning to come back early,” Yinzhen said in a low voice.
Around noon, the family of four went directly to the Yuelai Inn. In the private room, a young boy listened with a serious face as Hu Richa reported on the affairs of the Court of Colonial Affairs. Hu Richa summarized who the tribal leaders under the Left Wing Prince had met at the Court of Colonial Affairs.
When Batubuhe heard that some of the tribe's leaders had ties with the princes, he was relieved that Huricha had arranged for his servants to investigate beforehand; otherwise, they would have been completely in the dark.
“Master, do you think it’s possible to keep this matter from Fourth Master?” Hu Richa asked Batu Buhe.
“Of course, talking to Ama will definitely get us a better analysis. It’s not enough for me to deal with those people on my own,” Batubuhe said.
Inside the private room, Batu Buhe looked out the window. Before the leaders left, they all mentioned Hutu Lifengsheng Zhalafen, believing that if Batu Buhe was used properly, he could persuade Emperor Kangxi to give in.
Batu Buhexin refused. Hutu Lifengsheng Zhalafen was the darling of the mansion. Moreover, Emperor Kangxi had once kept him behind alone and clearly told him that Hutu Lifengsheng Zhalafen could not marry into Mongolia.
“Huricha, you’ve put those people to rest. I really consider her my older sister.” Batubuhe sneered. “The leaders are often away from the capital. You need to keep things in check and not make things difficult for me in the capital. Otherwise, I will definitely replace you.”
Huricha stood aside, feeling a pang of sadness upon hearing Batubuhe's words. Back then, when the old prince was alive, Batubuhe would never have paid attention to such matters. Since the old prince passed away, Batubuhe had been following the Fourth Prince's side. Although he still enjoyed playing around in the Fourth Prince's residence, he had grown up rapidly outside.
He saw it all and felt very sorry for him. Before his death, the old prince had specifically instructed Hu Richa that if Batu Buhe was too tired from being outside, he should hand over all matters to the Fourth Prince to handle.
The door to the private room was pushed open, interrupting Huricha's thoughts. Batu Buhe happily bowed to Yinzhen and Qingyan, and Yiken'e quickly pulled Batu Buhe to sit down.
"Father...I have something I'd like to ask you." Batu Buhe's eyes sparkled when he saw Yinzhen.
"When we get back, we'll all go to the study and talk about your business there. For now, you can enjoy your meals and shopping. If you encounter any trouble, I'll handle it," Yinzhen said in advance.
Batubuhe smiled, clearly in a very good mood.
As the sun set, the family returned to Beiyuan Mountain Village. Yinzhen specifically asked Su Peisheng and others to sort through the seeds and seedlings they had bought, as the family would be going to the fields for spring planting.
Inside the study, five people sat around an octagonal table, on which were placed tea and snacks.
Batubuhe did not hide anything and told Huricha what he had found out.
“During the first month of the lunar calendar, the leaders quietly left the Court of Colonial Affairs, saying they were going to make some moves outside and meet with many people. This is a list, and I don’t know what to do with it.” Batu Buhe’s pleading eyes made Yinzhen take the list. Looking at each name on it, Yinzhen felt a pang of emotion.
"Have you thought this through? These people might not be usable anymore." Yinzhen hadn't expected that the Left Wing Prince's body was barely cold before people were already looking for a new employer. These people were playing with fire.
“I know, Father. I don’t want Abu’s tribe to be scattered like this. I’m too young and don’t know much about what’s going on outside, but I do know that these things cannot be tolerated.” Batu Buhe had heard Yiken’e say that what Kangxi hated most was a lack of loyal servants.
"Alright, I've taken care of it. Batu Buhe, how many of these chieftains' heirs are actually capable?" Yinzhen asked after looking at Batu Buhe.
"Before Abu left, he specially prepared a booklet for me, which contained information about the tribal princes." Batu Buhe copied these lists overnight. Although much of the handwriting was copied verbatim, it was still recognizable to Yinzhen.
"Alright, that's enough about it. Don't think about it anymore. When the obituary is issued, remember to send someone to offer condolences," Yinzhen instructed.
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