Chapter 67
Hearing what the Emperor said, Yinzuo sniffed his nose reflexively, then froze, with a guilty look in his eyes as he looked at the Emperor's clothes that he had messed up. Maybe, maybe...
Yinzuo took out his small handkerchief and wiped his face, covering his runny nose, while Kangxi's face turned dark.
Kangxi wanted to give the man a good scolding, or even pull him over and beat him up, but today was not the right time...
Kangxi, who was unable to get angry, had to hold it in; the clothes on his body made him feel uncomfortable all over.
However, he was worthy of being the emperor. When Kangxi changed his clothes and came out, he had regained his calm and composed look.
Yinzuo looked left and right, then looked at his royal father, his eyes moving around smartly, and finally he raised the corners of his lips quietly. His royal father didn't even get angry with him just now!
Yinzuo felt that his father was being particularly indulgent towards him today.
Moreover, the Emperor told him that he would never abandon him and that they would always be father and son. This made Yinzuo, who had been feeling uneasy, finally feel at ease.
Yinzuo sat for a while and then thought of something. He asked his father carefully, "Father, what about my seventh brother? Will you adopt my seventh brother?"
Kangxi glanced at Yinzuo and realized that this was the source of the incident.
Yinzuo and Kangxi said with a chuckle: "I think the seventh brother will be very sad too."
The third brother said that he could inherit someone else's palace and get a title, and it would be a good thing for the seventh brother if he was adopted. Yinzuo didn't know all this. He just felt that if it were him, he would be very sad.
Kangxi didn't say anything for a while. He did have the idea of adopting the seventh prince out.
Yinzuo was still saying to Kangxi: "The Emperor is the father of my seventh brother, he is very important!"
"Seventh brother will miss the emperor, and everyone else. I will miss seventh brother too."
Yinzuo looked up and asked his royal father, "Is the title of the royal palace good?"
Of course it's good. Ordinary families can fight to the death for a fortune of hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, and it's not uncommon for powerful families to kill for money for inheritance.
Kangxi said to Yinzuo: "Of course, so you have to study hard and grow your skills, and earn some titles in the future. Otherwise, humph, you still say you will support me, but don't wait until you grow up and still need me to support you. Then I won't support you anymore."
Yinzuo snorted and said no, Cebutan and the others are now only thinking about making money, and he will always be able to make money in the future whether he does business or even sells calligraphy.
"I won't change my father even if he doesn't have a title."
Kangxi heard Yinzuo's mumbling, and a smile flashed in his eyes. He wanted to say something disdainful, saying that if he grew up without any ability, he would not only have no title, but he would also be ashamed of his son. But after thinking it over, he decided not to mess with Jinermin's child. If he cried again, he would just throw him out.
Yinzuo pondered for a while, then said to Kangxi: "Well, it's okay for Seventh Brother to earn a title when he grows up. Seventh Brother is excellent and capable."
In fact, Yinzuo vaguely understood that although he was given the title of prince, it did not seem to be a good thing. Otherwise, why would they pick the worst ones to be adopted out? Otherwise, he would not have counted and decided that he was the least outstanding and most likely to be adopted out.
But the seventh brother is not bad. He is different from him. He works very hard and never makes the emperor angry.
Seventh brother can earn a title when he grows up, but third brother said that it is not easy to earn a king title... So is it good or bad?
"The Emperor wants to ask my Seventh Brother."
Kangxi listened to Yinzuo's frown and mumbling in a tangled manner, which gave him a headache. He interrupted him and said, "But I will succeed your seventh brother."
I had that thought a few years after my seventh son was born, but now I rarely think about it.
Yinzuo's first reaction was happiness. The title of prince was rare and far away from him, but from his heart, the first thing he thought of was to live with his seventh brother.
Kangxi glanced at the happy Yinzuo and said, "Where did you hear these things?" He had been making a fuss for so long and even had his clothes covered with snot.
Yinzuo covered his mouth. Now that he had grown up, he knew that he could not say everything. When he was playing with Cebutan and the others, he learned that people who tell tales were not liked by others.
Therefore, Yinzuo said to Kangxi: "Father, you can't tell. It's not good to tell tales."
Kangxi thought that he could find out by checking, but Kangxi was just asking casually and did not take it to heart, so he did not check.
Yinzuo said to Kangxi, "Father Huang, can I stay here for a while? Father Huang is busy and doesn't need to bother me. I won't disturb Father Huang."
He is no longer a clingy child, but today his clingy nature from his childhood has resurfaced a little bit.
Kangxi acquiesced.
Yinzuo ate the fruits brought to him by the palace maids, tasting grapes and peeling pomegranates, and he didn't feel bored. He didn't want the peeled pomegranate seeds, but peeled them with his little fingers, leaving pits and cracks, and a few seeds fell on the imperial table.
Meeting Kangxi's gaze, Yinzuo shrank his neck, then ran to Kangxi and offered the peeled pomegranate seeds: "Here, Father Huang, eat."
Kangxi didn't eat his.
Not long after, the prince came over. He was sharp-eyed and saw Yinzuo and asked, "Are you crying?"
Kangxi hummed and said, "I just made it up out of my own imagination."
Yinzuo curled his lips. When the prince was leaving, Kangxi asked him to take Yinzuo away. The prince was better at coaxing people than Kangxi.
After the crown prince found out why Yinzuo was crying, he also said to him, "What nonsense are you thinking about."
"How could I not want you?"
Yinzuo hugged his brother the crown prince and said to him with a smile: "Well, I understand."
Her eyes sparkled with smile.
The prince touched Yinzuo's head. In fact, the prince did feel that he had many brothers, and he would not be reluctant to adopt out some of them. It would be even better if the eldest brother could be adopted out.
Yinzuo stayed in the East Palace for a while longer, chatting with his brother, the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince had been working as an assistant in the Ministry of Personnel recently. His Highness was intelligent, and overall the work was going smoothly.
The young man was beginning to show his talent in court affairs and was full of vigor and vitality.
Yinzuo tilted his head to look at his smiling Crown Prince and thought that he was very handsome, as if he was shining.
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The atmosphere in the palace was very bad during this period. Even Yinzuo did not go out of the palace, nor did he try to be lazy and have fun.
The old ancestor in the palace, the Empress Dowager, is ill, and the imperial physician says her condition is not good.
The Empress Dowager is old.
Yinzuo did not have much impression of the Grand Empress Dowager. When he was a child, he was carried to pay his respects and was always far away from the Grand Empress Dowager herself. There were always many people around the Grand Empress Dowager every time, and he had never been alone with the Grand Empress Dowager.
The Empress Dowager was a very dignified old lady.
The Empress Dowager was ill, so he went with everyone to visit her. He followed behind everyone and saw the person on the hospital bed from a distance. He no longer had the majestic feeling of sitting on the high seat, but was instead filled with a feeling of illness and weakness.
It was not pleasant to watch, and Yinzuo hoped that the Empress Dowager would get better soon. After the Empress Dowager fell ill, the Emperor's father had been worried.
Yinzuo heard from his third brother that the emperor's father and mother died early, and it was not easy for the emperor to ascend the throne at a young age. He and the Empress Dowager supported each other in the palace and the court, and the emperor and the Empress Dowager had a deep relationship.
The prince also said to Yinzuo: "You must be obedient during this period, don't cause trouble, and don't make the emperor angry."
Yinzuo nodded. He would not cause trouble for his royal father at this time.
Yinzuo hoped that the Empress Dowager would get better soon and that this period would pass quickly. However, when the autumn leaves had already fallen and snow began to fall in the palace, not only did the period not pass, but the Empress Dowager passed away.
The New Year is approaching, but the entire palace is dressed in white.
Yinzuo cried with everyone else until the tip of his nose was red. After returning, when he stood in front of Concubine De, he, who had already grown into a little man, pinched Concubine De's sleeve, feeling a dull pain in his heart. It was not only because of the death of the Empress Dowager, but also because the subject of birth, aging, sickness and death was unfolding profoundly before his eyes.
Defei said to Yinzuo in a gentle voice: "Mother will live for many, many years!"
"Well, more years than you can count."
So go back and drink a bowl of calming soup and go to bed early.
The Empress Dowager had been seriously ill for some time, and Kangxi was actually prepared for it, but when she really passed away, he still felt heavy and painful in his heart.
The death of another elder made Kangxi more aware of the passage of time. Time is ruthless. Kangxi knelt on the mat in front of the coffin, and his mind flashed back to the time when the grandfather and grandson spent time together...
When Yinzuo arrived, he felt uncomfortable when he looked at his royal father's back, but in fact Kangxi did not cry, nor did his eyes turn red.
Yinzuo knelt beside Kangxi, holding a scroll of scriptures in his hand. The scripture was not long, and it was a text of mourning and blessing for the deceased. This time he had memorized all the words before he came.
The child who seems to be playful on weekdays will not slack off when he gets serious about things. The child's voice is childish but his emotions are sincere.
After Yinzuo finished reading the scriptures, he looked at the coffin in front of him, and then at the emperor father next to him. He didn't want his mother and the emperor father to lie in there. Yinzuo thought about it and felt that he would be so uncomfortable that he would die.
So where is the Emperor now?
But the emperor did not cry.
Yinzuo touched his father's hand again, and it was cold.
Yinzuo took off his small cloak and wrapped it around his father.
Yinzuo hugged his royal father and patted him, just like his royal father patted him when he cried, and also touched his royal father's head. Although his royal father did not cry, Yinzuo felt that he needed to coax his royal father at this moment.
The warm cloak and the warm little body made Kangxi's scattered thoughts gather together. He raised his eyelids and looked at the child in front of him, and said softly: "Stay with your great-grandmother for a while and read the scripture again."
OK.
During the journey, Yinzuo's small cape returned from Kangxi to Yinzuo himself.
After Yinzuo finished reading the scripture, he wanted to wrap the cloak back for Kangxi. He said to Kangxi, "I don't want my father to get sick."
Liang Jiugong quickly took out clothes for Kangxi. Even if the Empress Dowager died, the Emperor couldn't always stay in front of the coffin, but today he had time and had been waiting until now without drinking or drinking. The Imperial Noble Consort and the others came to persuade him several times, but the Emperor didn't respond. If they persuaded him too much, they were afraid that the Emperor would be upset.
Fortunately, I finally got the clothes and it’s time to take a break.
Kangxi was eating a very light meal and he didn't eat much.
Yinzuo ate a little beside them. As he ate, he sighed from the bottom of his heart: "It would be great if everyone could live forever."
The words of a wishful child.
The person who is called "Long live" will not live even a fraction of that.
Old people die, babies are born, some grow up, and some grow old. Time is unstoppable. In addition to making Kangxi sad, the death of the Empress Dowager also made him feel a sense of melancholy, although he is now thirty-four years old and is far from being old.
Yinzuo accompanied Kangxi to eat something. It gets dark early in winter, and it was already late at night.
Yinzuo proposed to Kangxi, "Let me sleep with your father." He felt that your father was sad and needed his company.
But was rejected again.
Last time, Fourth Brother refused his warm bed.
Yinzuo smelled himself in frustration and said, "Yinzuo doesn't stink, Yinzuo smells good."
Kangxi's heavy mood suddenly lightened up a little, and he said calmly, "I think you're taking up too much space."
"Yinzuo only has a small share."
Kangxi lifted Yinzuo by the back of his collar and pulled him out, saying, "You've gained weight."
Yes, is there?
But it's good for him to gain weight. His mother and the imperial physician both told him to gain some weight.
Even if he gets fat he won't take up much space.
Kangxi said: "Go back quickly, I'm fine.
(End of this chapter)
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