Back in the courtyard, Yin was in a great mood. He had managed to recruit a capable person during his trip. The person would not be recruited into the mansion, but would only help out at the Yuelai Inn to collect information for compilation.
Yin planned to test this person further. If he could shoulder great responsibilities, Yin would give him even more important positions.
Kangxi must have learned of Yinzhi's poaching of people, so he put this person in the open to better cover up the spies of the Sticky Rod Office.
"Fourth Brother, are you really determined to give that person a second chance?" Qingyan always felt that the person was a bit strange. On the surface, he looked like a scholar, but occasionally a hint of ambition would flash in his eyes.
When Yin mentioned recruiting them to the Yuelai Inn in the capital, she was certain she saw a fleeting glint of smugness in his eyes.
“How can a scholar be without ambition? Without his family in his hands, he will never turn the tables.” Yin comforted Qingyan, who leaned on his shoulder and looked at the folded documents on the desk.
The record contained all the storyteller's information, some of which was hidden. Yin understood that this person must have been specially found by Kangxi or Changning.
Both Kangxi and Changning were aware that Qingyan was always recruiting talent, which made Yuelai Inn and Linglong Pavilion the focus of attention.
It's understandable that they would dig people out, conceal their identities, and bring them directly into their sights.
"Fourth Brother, this person is different." Qingyan was still uneasy, feeling that something was wrong. Yin had to be extra careful to prevent someone else's spies from infiltrating his business, otherwise he would definitely suffer a great blow.
From the time they began searching for talent at Linglong Pavilion and Yuelai Inn, Qingyan had an unwritten rule: those who were disloyal would never be valued.
"Don't worry, this person is fine." Yin had heard of this person; it was said that he had been Kangxi's spy.
With the passing of Emperor Kangxi, this man gradually disappeared from the sight of the Imperial Guards. When Yin wanted to find him, Tulichen even tried to dissuade him.
"Hmm." Seeing that Yin was full of confidence, Qingyan stopped trying to stop him.
Inside the study, the two sat side by side at the desk. Qingyan was copying Buddhist scriptures, while Yin was reviewing memorials.
After their southern tour, the two would take a leisurely stroll after dinner, as they couldn't wander around on the ship.
"Fourth Prince, are we going south? Does the Empress Dowager really want the wives to submit Buddhist scriptures?" Qingyan couldn't understand whether the Empress Dowager was turning to Buddhism for her future or for her own reputation.
Yin looked at the golden Buddhist scriptures written by Qingyan stroke by stroke and couldn't help but sneer.
“Lingyin Temple in the south is considered the most efficacious temple. The Empress Dowager will definitely bring her female relatives there, and everyone will bring Buddhist scriptures. Su Mo’er will definitely have to check these herself. If there are any differences in the handwriting, the Empress Dowager will cause trouble behind her back,” Yin said coldly.
The Empress Dowager was merely using her Buddhist devotion to deceive people; the true nature of her relationship with Emperor Kangxi was known to the world.
Fortunately, Empress Dowager Tong was not killed by the Empress Dowager; otherwise, Emperor Kangxi would not have even been able to maintain a semblance of filial piety.
Lingyin Temple?!
Qingyan scoffed inwardly. No matter how good a deity is, they can't withstand the Empress Dowager's many grievances.
From the Shunzhi reign onwards, the Empress Dowager was ruthless, and many concubines, princes, and even princes from the Kangxi reign died young or died at her hands.
For the benefit of the Mongol tribes, the Empress Dowager targeted the princes. With the entry of Mongol concubines such as Consort Xuan into the palace, Emperor Kangxi further decreed that the Mongol concubines should not bear children, making it difficult for them to have offspring.
"Was this person waiting specifically on the way to the southern tour?" Qingyan asked.
Qingyan doesn't like scheming people. If a storyteller is plotting against her, she'd rather not use that person.
“It shouldn’t be; it’s a coincidence.” Yin put down his pen and turned to look at her. “Besides, I’ve asked Erlu to send someone to keep an eye on him. We’ll have news soon.”
The men Erlu sent were all Yin's trusted confidants; whether they could be brought under his command would require a series of tests.
This person is quick-witted but not very ambitious, so it's normal that Qingyan doesn't like him. She can control him, but Qingyan might not.
"Hmph," Qingyan sneered, "It's time to take a good look at ourselves; power can make people lose everything."
Qingyan pouted. Everything outside depended on Yin, but this person was absolutely unacceptable.
After a night of commotion, he failed to reassure Qingyan and had to compromise.
We'll make plans after Erlu's investigation is complete.
The morning sunlight streamed into the courtyard. Qingyan turned over, trying to shield himself from the annoying sunlight.
"Mother..." A childish voice made Qingyan slowly open her eyes.
Hutu Lifengsheng Zhalafen sat in front of Qingyan, her tender little face beaming with a smile.
"Little girl, where's your brother?" Qingyan turned around and asked.
“It’s with Ama.” Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen sucked his fingers and tilted his little head to look at her.
"Come and sleep a little longer with your mother." Qingyan has been too busy these past few days and hasn't had a proper rest. Today, she can finally get some rest.
When Yin came in, his two most important female relatives, one older and one younger, were asleep, their heads together.
"Father, should we wake Mother and Sister up?" Yiken asked softly, nestled on Yin's lap.
Yin shook his head and said, "Yiken, let's go to the study first."
Hearing Yin's voice, Qingyan half-opened her eyes and looked at him as he spoke seriously to Yiken'e.
"Fourth Brother, you're talking about Yiken again," Qingyan said, feeling a bit lazy.
She patted the bed, letting Yiken'e get into bed first. Hutulifengshengzhalafen was not woken up by his parents' voices. After Yiken'e Tuoxie got into bed, he climbed next to his sister, his chubby little body leaning against her. A wave of drowsiness washed over him, and he drifted off to sleep.
Qingyan sat up, looked at her children, and her mood gradually improved.
"Sisi, when are we leaving?" Qingyan pondered, deciding to stay here for a few days.
"It should be the morning after tomorrow." Kangxi had already learned about the situation and was preparing to go to the towns and villages below.
Qingyan frowned. The storyteller was not fully understood yet, and having him by her side might be a hidden danger.
“If that person doesn’t leave with us, I’ll send someone to pick us up when we return to the capital.” Yin understood Qingyan’s concerns, and he didn’t want the itinerary to be leaked either.
Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief. If they had taken strangers with them without permission, they would have been framed if anything went wrong.
"Sisi, I'm just worried. There are already too many people watching us since we came out," Qingyan said, patting his hand.
Regardless of whether the storyteller was sent by Emperor Kangxi, they could not afford to underestimate the enemy.
"Hmm." Yin understood Qingyan's thoughts.
In fact, Yin had already made arrangements, having the imperial physician go and diagnose the girl, who was found to have some nearsightedness.
"I've made arrangements. I've had someone leave medicine there; it will help the girl recover," Yin explained.
As time went by, Qingyan gradually became able to consider issues from his own perspective, which made Yin very happy.
hey-hey.
Qingyan was overjoyed, as it was rare for him to be praised by Yin.
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