As the Banjin Festival approached, the garden was bustling with activity. Yin specially led Yiken'e and Batubuhe to work, hoping that the two children would understand what they needed to do during festivals.
Yiken'e had been handling the affairs of the mansion with Qingyan for a long time, so he was quite knowledgeable about them. Batu Buhe, on the other hand, had never dealt with these matters before. Seeing that Yin had assigned the servants early on, he memorized them all.
As the sun set, the two of them, exhausted, returned to the garden. Qingyan personally prepared dinner for everyone. After dinner, the family of five sat under the grapevines, ready to chat.
Batu Buhe wasn't used to such behavior before, thinking that if he did it too much, Yin and Qing would feel that he hadn't done well. Later, the twins took the lead in expressing their opinions, which made Batu Buhe realize that he had really gone too far.
Therefore, Batubuhe spent more and more time by Yinhe and Qingyan's side, and began to pay attention to his words and actions. In private, he would ask questions about anything he didn't understand.
"Father, Mother, how many days do we need to go for the Golden Festival?" Batu Buhe asked Yin.
"The day before is a family banquet, which you must attend. On the day of the Golden Banquet, a banquet will be held for all the officials," Yin explained.
Batubuhe pursed his lips, wondering if his status would be somewhat awkward if he had attended the family banquet the day before.
"Don't overthink it. Now that you're in our family, you're part of it, so you'll definitely be attending the family banquet!" Qingyan said, looking at the conflicted guy.
“Mother is right, you should come with us. Besides, Grandma Angguma definitely doesn’t want you to stay in the mansion alone.” Yiken’e noticed that Batu Buhe seemed to like the Empress Dowager, so he brought up the Empress Dowager’s matter.
Although Su Mo'er wasn't very kind to them, she cared a lot about Batu Buhe.
On the eve of the Golden Festival, just as dawn was breaking, Yin woke up all four of them. The twins and Batu Buhe began to dress on their own, and Batu Buhe no longer needed Hu Richa's help.
On the grassland, he had never dressed himself before. When he saw that the twins had to do things on their own, he told Huricha that they should do as the locals do.
"Hurichi, should we wear Manchu clothing or Mongolian robes?" Batubhe asked, looking at the two sets of clothes laid out in front of him, wearing thick undergarments.
"Master, you should think for yourself!" Huricha hoped that Batubuhe would wear Manchu clothing and then wear a Mongolian robe tomorrow.
In this way, neither trip will be delayed.
"Batubuhe, hurry up and change your clothes, we're about to have breakfast!" Yiken'e's voice came from outside the door, asking directly.
"Okay!" Batubuhe lingered between the two sets of clothes for a while, then picked up the golden prince's everyday clothes and put them on.
When Batubuhe appeared in the dining room, the appreciative looks from Yin and Qingyan made him straighten his chest. He was really happy that he could fit into this family.
“Father, Mother, today is a family banquet, so I am the elder brother... Tomorrow, I will be the prince of the tribe!” Batu Buhe’s hair was braided like Yiken’e’s, which was somewhat different from Mongolian hair.
Qingyan nodded slightly: "Let's have breakfast quickly, we need to go to Changchun Garden ahead of time."
Breakfast was served, and the twins and Batubuhe began to eat, with each of them having their favorite dishes in front of them.
In front of Hafon was a plate of his favorite steamed egg custard.
After breakfast, the family rode in two carriages to Changchun Garden. Yin and Qingyan, along with Hutulifengshengzhalafen and Hafenga, sat in the front carriage, while Yiken'e and Batubuhe rode in the back carriage.
"Hutu Lifengsheng Zhalafen, you will be paying your respects to the Empress Dowager later. If the Mongol consorts ask about Batu Buhe, you should pretend you know nothing about it," Yin said to his daughter.
Those Mongol-born wives had always plotted against Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen. When Batu Buhe was placed in the Fourth Prince's residence, the Mongol wives who had married into the family were actually the husbands that Kangxi had chosen for Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen. Fortunately, Kangxi suppressed them in advance, otherwise, his daughter's reputation might have been truly damaged.
Qingyan snorted coldly: "Those women have nothing better to do than stay at home and try to interfere in the princes' harems!"
She was very annoyed by these primary wives. Every time she went to the palace to attend a banquet, these wives would definitely come to cause trouble for her.
“Mother…” Hutulifengsheng Zhalafen was stunned. In front of her father, was Mother appropriate?
“Outside, your mother won’t act like this. But in front of your father, you don’t need to pretend. No one can pretend forever, right?” Qingyan taught Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen some ways for couples to get along, at the very least, so that her daughter wouldn’t be wronged.
Hutu Lifengsheng Zhalafen looked at Yin and saw that he nodded directly.
“Your mother is right. From now on, your husband will be the one you live with, so of course you don’t need to hide it anymore. You must show your true nature. Otherwise, you will feel very tired if you keep hiding it.” Yin agreed.
The old women of the Imperial Household Department will gradually fade from the historical stage. When Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen gets married, Yin will carry out reforms. At that time, as long as the daughter can get along well with her husband, she can live a happy life.
"Yes!" Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen replied. In her memory, her father and mother never argued, and they got along very well with the children.
"Moreover, if you overdo the act and the other party comes to believe that you are that kind of person, then if you change in the future, they will find an excuse to hurt you." Qingyan didn't want her daughter to get hurt, and would rather have her husband punished by Yin.
Yin had a faint smile on his face. Qingyan was right. Only in this way could they nip problems in the bud.
“Father, what if Granny Su asks?” Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen disliked Granny Su, believing that the old lady’s eyes were always full of calculation. “Granny Su is trying to trick me and Ah Hun into talking about how Mother behaved improperly in the mansion.”
Yin narrowed his eyes. Under the Empress Dowager's protection, Su Mo'er had always held a very high position in the Cining Palace. Even Kangxi felt that Su Mo'er should be dealt with.
Otherwise, Su Mo'er would always feel like she was still alive as the Empress Dowager.
"Ignore it!" Yin said coldly. "Just be polite."
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