That won't do.
Moreover, as he gets older, a mountain of affairs from the previous dynasty are piling up on him, and he's finding it hard to cope.
It's not that his body can't handle the strain; he's afraid that if he gets too old and his wife, Duofu, is ruined, she'll have to leave him and go see other handsome men.
He absolutely would not allow that.
Anyway, he's already become emperor, and he's done everything he was supposed to do. Now he can leave the rest to his son.
After serving as the retired emperor for half a year, Yinzhen, seeing that his son handled state affairs in an orderly manner without causing any trouble, began to prepare for his trip to the south of the Yangtze River.
He planned to give his son, Duofu, a surprise, as Duofu's birthday was coming up soon.
Whenever Yinzhen thought of his family's good fortune, and heard the news, his eyes would light up as he looked at him, and the corners of his mouth would involuntarily curl up.
Even after all these years, he still loves the way his son, Duofu, looks at him with bright eyes.
A gray-blue carriage swayed and rattled as it drove out of the Forbidden City, heading towards Jiangnan.
At first, Duofu had no idea where his owner was planning to take him; he just thought it was his birthday and they were taking him to the estate for a few days.
Little did he know that even after he had taken a nap, the carriage was still moving.
Duofu asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why haven't we arrived yet?"
"I'm starving."
"Where are we going?"
Her voice, hoarse from just waking up, carried a lazy, coquettish tone.
When Yinzhen heard that his little darling was hungry, he picked up a plate of red bean cakes.
Yes.
Recently, Duofu has developed a fondness for sweet and fragrant red bean cakes.
This pastry is not greasy at all, and it is fragrant and soft, which is very much to his liking lately.
"I'm hungry. Let's eat some pastries to fill our stomachs first, and then we should be able to reach the inn after walking a little further."
Duofu opened his mouth and squinted as he bit into the pastry that was handed to him. It was a little cold, but it was still okay to eat in this weather.
Red bean cake has a unique texture when eaten cold.
"One more piece, please."
Her long, slender, fair hand with distinct knuckles picked up another piece of land and brought it to Duofu's mouth.
This time, Duofu didn't even open his eyes, and just gulped it down in one big bite.
"Didn't you keep telling me that you wanted to go to Jiangnan for fun?"
"When have I ever not fulfilled your wishes?"
"We are on our way to Jiangnan."
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