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The first wife has passed away, but life still has to go on. (Please remember) The eldest prince, with his half-bald head, continues to talk in a mystical manner with his completely bald fellow Taoists. The crown prince continues to grapple with various political affairs, occasionally paying attention to interpersonal relationships, and continues to worry about these things until his hair turns white. The third prince seeks advice from Chen Menglei, while also discussing how to improve his impressions with his father...

And so on and so forth.

Because the Crown Prince was about to celebrate his birthday, everyone had to return to the Forbidden City at the end of April. Before receiving congratulations on his birthday, he had to pay respect to the tablet of Empress Renxiao, which was placed in Fengxian Hall. While Wuyi Zhai was not small, it was not large enough to accommodate such a grand celebration. These two factors combined led Shujia to return to Yuqing Palace.

Well, I feel much better!

On the third day of the fifth lunar month, Yinreng paid his respects to Kangxi and the Empress Dowager, then went to visit his mother in the adjacent Fengxian Hall. Returning, he faced the crowd with a stern face. The banquet was over, and he returned to count the gifts with his wife.

The psychological shadow of his birthday... He would never be able to shake it off in his lifetime. His face showed no joy, but he was surprisingly patient in counting the gifts.

Shujia saw that his expression was a little unpleasant, so she waved her hand to let the bystanders go away, and she herself shrank aside, fiddling with an ivory fan.

With fewer people around, Yinreng felt a little better. This happened every year. Before he had a wife, he'd always want to get drunk, talk in his sleep, and call out to his mother. Now that he had a wife, he had someone to accompany him silently, without much conversation. He only needed to express his discomfort once; if he repeated it to his wife year after year, she would start to look down on him.

Now, he couldn't get drunk, couldn't do anything out of line, couldn't leave a bad reputation. He had to find something to do, otherwise when his mind was clear, he would think too much and drive himself crazy.

He flipped through the gift list in his hand and snorted, "The boss's family has no one in charge, and they haven't made any mistakes in the gifts."

Shu Jiamo, I guess this was prepared before the eldest wife died. She was really worried about her husband until her death. But she said: "The eldest princess in their family is not young anymore. When I was her age, I would have understood things."

Yinreng continued, "Third brother? Well, he's really thoughtful." He wants to be promoted back to a prince, right? He's trying so hard to show off. It's a pity, Khan Ama won't change his mind so quickly. He'll have to give you the cold shoulder again.

"Tong Guowei?" He was still irritatingly lukewarm.

"Master Zhang, Master Xiong, ah ~ Li Guangdi? This sly guy," he muttered, "still lukewarm." After all, he is my teacher!

Shujia: Are you analyzing people's attitudes based on the gift list? Damn! Who said he's worldly-wise?

Shujia: ...There's no need to worry about this guy at all. Judging from what I've seen so far, if he gets deposed again, it must be because God is displeased with me.

He quietly made a gesture to the people outside the door, asking them to prepare Little Fatty and Second Fatty so that they could act cute when Yinreng came out and make him feel better.

This was the right thing to do. The black air above the crown prince's head instantly dissipated after he saw his own soft, white and plump bun.

"Go and see if Prince Hongyang and Prince Hongxi are ready. We can have a small banquet at home today. There's no need to invite them to make a scene."

Yinreng was rubbing his chin, causing Erpang to twist his neck and dodge around. Erpang said, "Father, you're so mean! You prick me! It hurts!" Huh? It doesn't hurt anymore?

(He's the prince, he has to be neat and tidy. You're the prince, so you cosplay as a decadent man every day? He pricked you in the morning when your stubble had just appeared, and then he went to shave.)

"Has the kitchen prepared a feast?" The Crown Prince asked, taking time out from his busy schedule.

"Yes, hasn't it been like this every year for the past five or six years? They are all trivial matters. Once you said you liked me, it has been like this ever since." The Crown Princess watched her son being bullied and did not rescue him.

"Add two more portions and see if Khan Ama and the Empress Dowager are free to come. Just say there's no formalities, just a family meal." He put his son down and said, "I'll go and invite Khan Ama myself..."

"I'm going to Ningshou Palace." Look at this cooperation.

Yinreng knew that Kangxi would be alone on this day every year, so he didn't have to worry about disturbing any concubine's good time or being whispered into his wife's affairs. When Kangxi heard Yinreng say, "It's my son's birthday, and I can't get excited with all the hustle and bustle outside, so I just wanted to get together with my family. I wanted to call my brothers, but my eldest brother is... and if the other brothers come over, it will make too much noise," he stared at the tip of his boots and said hesitantly, "Khan Ama, are you coming over?"

Kangxi agreed immediately since he had nothing to do anyway.

The Empress Dowager happily agreed to go to Yuqing Palace for a snack: "The jasmine flower dish you ordered yesterday was delicious. Do you have any more today? It's rare to eat flowers."

"I ate that once in Hangzhou when I was a kid. If you like it, just ask them to make it again."

When the two great gods arrived at Yuqing Palace, they saw that it was indeed a small banquet, with the prince's family and the two of them included.

They used round tables, one for men and one for women. With the male sex outnumbering the female sex, and the concubines standing, there were only two people at the table. Shujia smiled and said, "Grandma, it's rather boring for us to sit like this. Let's have them sit down and serve." Especially Li Jiashi, the mother of two children.

The Empress Dowager said, "This is what makes it lively."

Kangxi looked at his son and four grandchildren, all surrounded by him. His son sat on his left, the eldest grandson held the pot, the second grandson held the cup, and the fat boy on his right watched his younger brother. What a happy family. He tilted his head and sighed to Yinreng, "Seeing you like this, I can see your mother without regret."

Yinreng shuddered. "What is Khan Father talking about?" He glared. "My son has been deprived of a part of family happiness, and I'm counting on you to make up for it." Kangxi was quite pleased with his aggressive demeanor. That day, the father and son experienced different stimuli, yet they also had something in common. Their current interaction had caused both to lose their composure.

Little Fatty: Still figuring it out.

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Kangxi once again arrived at Changchun Garden with his men, and it was already May. The Imperial Scholars had already been selected, including the aforementioned future General Nian Gengyao. Coincidentally, he was also about to have his wedding night. However, due to the death of his first wife, his joyous event had been put on hold. Fortunately, the engagement had already been granted, and they only needed to wait for a while to choose an auspicious day for the wedding.

The court was where the emperor was, and it was here that the Grand Secretaries, ministers of various ministries, and other officials from outside the capital came to pay homage to the emperor.

Changchun Garden is different from the Forbidden City. It is a cool place to escape the summer heat. For more than ten years, the trees, flowers and plants have been lush and green, making it more suitable for a "renegotiated meeting".

Yarjiang'a had been incredibly busy lately. Because the eldest prince was busy, the river works fell to his deputies. He wasn't the oldest, but he held the highest position. A prince's son held a higher rank than a county prince, and he was also the son of an iron-hat prince. That said, County Prince Xi, Yue Xi, was older, more experienced, and more senior to him—he was another son of Prince An, Yue Le.

With a subordinate like this, I want to strangle him. No one in Prince An's mansion is easy to deal with!

Yarjiang'a was also proud, especially since his father, Prince Jian Yabu, was in poor health. He was already the mainstay of the Prince Jian's mansion. Now was the time to earn political achievements and gain experience, so that the Prince Jian's mansion would not be looked down upon in the future. He had to grit his teeth and hold on!

He and Yinzhi were both in the Bordered Blue Banner, so it was only natural that he had to go and pay his respects. After paying his respects, he remembered that he and Yinzhi were still enemies, and he had even conspired with the Crown Prince to play the game of Wuxian! Now that there had been some progress, he had to come and talk to Yinreng about it.

"Ever since the death of Prince Zhi's wife, Prince Zhi's Mansion has been like a sieve, full of holes." Yarjiang'a bluntly criticized the current Prince Zhi's Mansion for being full of loopholes.

"The mistress of the house just died, so it's only natural that there's some chaos."

Yaerjiang'a sneered, "This time it's different. None of the women in his backyard are really useful. The eldest princess has some knowledge, but unfortunately she's still young and has a delicate face. A young girl like her doesn't have the confidence to take charge of things in the front."

Yinreng raised an eyebrow in interest: "So, you have made some progress?"

"That's right," Yarjiang'a admitted modestly, "That guy, now he hangs out with monks all day long, and he doesn't care much about the affairs of his own mansion. He leaves the internal affairs to his daughter and eunuchs, and the external affairs to the chief secretary, Mingzhu and some incompetent villains. When the wife of Prince Zhi was around, she would ask: Who are the people working in the study? Now..." He shook his head, that was completely the model of promotion in the officialdom.

The manager will see who will benefit me and promote them. The first wife will think about where this person is from, whether he is loyal to my husband, and whether he has any complaints about me and my son. This is the difference.

Yinreng understood: "It's not possible to have no capable woman in the family."

"Who says it's not?" Yarjiang'a agreed, and couldn't help but think that his wife was quite capable.

After saying this, Yinreng felt that he was lucky. He realized that his smile had unintentionally curled up the corners of his lips and was lewd. He quickly straightened his expression and instructed Yarjiang'e: "Since he is not home all day, I am afraid that these few nails of yours will not be of much use at the moment. But don't make too much of a move. If too many people are brought in, it will make him suspicious, which is not good."

"Could it be that I really think the Prince of Zhi's Mansion is a sieve? There are eyes everywhere waiting to be poked. There are only a few of them, but their positions are really useful." Yaerjiang'a also knew this. "However, according to the news they passed on, every time the Eighth Brother visits the eldest brother... his words are a little strange."

"How do you say that?"

"It's strange. I always thought that the Eighth Brother was a good person. He was kind to everyone, had a good reputation, and was always willing to help others. It's amazing that he has been so respectful to someone like the eldest brother for so many years..." After praising Yinsi several times, Yarjiang'e frowned, "To be honest, I always thought that the Eighth Brother was a good person, but now it seems that he is not a fool either."

Yinreng felt a little uncomfortable after hearing Yarjiang'a praise Lao Ba so much, but he didn't say anything to stop him. He had to collect information. After hearing the final word, he asked decisively: "Just tell him what happened."

"None of it is true!" Yarjiang'a answered bluntly. "It all sounds like a confession, not a single word is true. I don't agree with what you said, but I didn't care about these things at first. Later, because of my friendship with the prince, I also did some things myself. If I really want to do something, just like we just did, I will report back how the matter is going, who I have dealt with, and what I have heard."

The two of them were now pretending to be fishing hats by the lake, not yet in the shade of the trees, beware of someone behind the trees. After sitting for a long time, they stood up to stretch their muscles. Yarjiang'a also took the opportunity to look around and confirm again.

After turning his neck, Yinreng stood up, setting his fishing rod aside, and listened as Yarjiang'a continued, "Eighth Brother just said, 'Don't worry, big brother, everything is fine with Prince An.' That's all he said. The most foolish one was the eldest brother. He...actually thought everything was fine."

In comparison, the current prince who is asking for details is more reliable.

In reality, Yinzhi had a plan; the general direction had been decided long ago: one, to increase his own points; two, to reduce the Crown Prince's points. Once both were achieved to a certain degree, he would launch an offensive, first seeking to depose the Crown Prince and then secure the position for himself. However, during the mourning period, Yinzhi had no time to discuss this. When he was in the mood to discuss it, Yarjiang'a's men hadn't yet infiltrated the core area.

Yinreng could probably guess what Yinzhi was thinking. Wasn't he just trying to get to the throne? He wanted to get ahead...would you mind giving me two more nephews first? He sneered, "He should just recite more scriptures and get rid of his anger."

Yarjiang'a also smiled at what he said.

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Whether Yinzhi actually read a lot of scriptures, Yarjiang'a didn't know because the spy who sneaked into the study was still young and had not yet reached the level of a confidant. After all, whether one would still be willing to be a spy after reaching the level of a confidant was another matter. Since he couldn't get the good job of following Yinzhi out (as a follower of Prince Zhi, someone would inevitably give him red envelopes), Yarjiang'a didn't know.

However, when Kangxi heard that the eldest prince often associated with monks and listened to lamas' sermons, he immediately won the old man's favor. In Kangxi's view, those who chanted sutras and believed in Buddhism should have a more peaceful state of mind, and more deeply, they should be seeking rebirth, which would reduce their troubles in real life. The eldest prince's wife had just died, and Kangxi's sympathy and compassion for him grew.

Granting clothes, rewarding tribute fruits, increasing offerings to the children of Prince Zhi... With one measure after another, even Yinreng would have illusions!

When people are stressed, they need a way to relieve their stress. If conditions permit, they can go out and fight, have a fight, sing karaoke... After letting out their anger, they feel better and calm down, and can handle things. In the past, one of Yinreng's most famous outlets was beating people. It didn't matter who you were, if you ran into someone when he was in a bad mood, you were unlucky. He beat countless people to death.

Now he realized this wasn't the right thing to do, and he had to control himself. He decided to quietly circle around his wife's room—no one else could see him, or else someone might say something. "The prince is unstable." "The prince is anxious, I don't know what's going on." "The prince..."

After the circle, his mood improved a bit, and he was able to chat with his wife and listen to her comforting words. To be honest, every time he heard Shujia speak in that tone of "So that's how it is, it's nothing special, just deal with it calmly", the prince felt frustrated.

After many times, Shujia got the hang of it. However, ever since she said, "So that's how it is, why are you in such a hurry? He's digging the river, just help him watch." As soon as she saw the numb expression on Yinreng's face, Shujia realized that her attitude seemed too calm.

Today, she changed her approach: "What's wrong?"

Yinreng couldn't hold it in: "Khan Ama rewarded him again." Not only did he reward him, but he also comforted him in various ways.

Shujia asked in surprise, "Again? This must have been the third or fourth time, right?"

Yinreng gestured: "Two, three, four times, this is the sixth time! It's spreading like wildfire outside. I saw him being detained by Khan Ama again in Danning Residence today." He is still acting coquettishly! He is still acting cute! Others are laughing, but he is crying!

Shujia frowned. Kangxi was actually quite sentimental towards his son, and his tolerance was surprisingly high. "He's just gone through a great loss, so it's only natural for Khan Amado to offer a few words of comfort, right?"

"snort."

"Hongtong scratched you and left two marks on your face. Didn't Khan Ama ask about it several times?" Speaking of this, Shujia was depressed. Rumors had almost spread that the prince's grape trellis had collapsed! She didn't even have a cat yet, so she couldn't let Yinreng hold it to cover it up. He was really @～｜￥……#

Seeing Shujia's depressed face, Yinreng's mood improved a lot. He pointed to his cheek and said, "Look, it's gone. Everyone knows that you love me. I will definitely not think that it was you who did it..."

Depend on!

"Besides, I'm really tickled!"

Yinreng smiled cunningly: "When the child was young, you didn't grow your nails. I found out the next day you arrived at Yuqing Palace." So what if the boss is proud for a while? He won't get the benefits of having a virtuous and sensible wife! My family is harmonious and united. Can you turn things around because of this?

Shujia's fingers formed into claws, and when she looked down, she saw that he had indeed spoken the truth! She said sullenly, "How come I'm unhappy, but you're fine? So the unhappiness has come to me?"

Yinreng smiled but said nothing.

Shujia said somewhat dejectedly, "Thirteenth brother lost his mother, and Khan Ama took him with him. What can he do?" Her tone was gloomy. Although the content of her words was essentially the same as before, because of the different tone, Yinreng could accept it today: "That's true. The matter of him forcing people to death outside has not yet been reported to the emperor. I suppressed it..."

The smile was extremely sinister.

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"Do you think business is so easy to do? The profitable businesses are already owned by others. If he wants to intervene, he has to seize the business by force. The people whose livelihoods have been taken away..." How pitiful.

“…” He didn’t even take advantage of the situation?

"Don't worry, I won't kick him when he's down. That's too mean! I'll tell my subordinates to stop making a fuss, and I'll even plead for him. But no matter how much I care about my brother, I can't lie to Ama... I've saved the case file, and I'll tell Ama Khan in a couple of days."

You're really dark! Think back quickly, I haven't offended this guy, right? Shujia searched through her memories in horror.

The author has something to say: I'm still putting content in "You Shuo Hua" today to prevent being drawn. The draw is for insider information, and the normal drawing method will be restored on Friday. As for whether you believe it or not, I don't believe it anyway.

Purely speaking of the bad quality, I am really a good person TT If you can't see the content even if it says 'the author has deleted the file', then it's a draw. So far, I have not locked the article.

PS: It’s been three days, and I always forget to mention that it’s been very difficult to reply to comments recently... I read them, but sometimes I can’t reply.

The first wife had passed away, but life still had to go on. The eldest prince, with his half-bald head, continued to talk in mysterious terms with his completely bald Taoist friends. The crown prince continued to grapple with various political affairs, occasionally paying attention to interpersonal relationships, and continued to worry about these things until his hair turned gray. The third prince sought advice from Chen Menglei, while also discussing how to improve his impressions with his father...