My father-in-law is Kangxi

Chapter 1884: Don’t Want to Grow Up and Don’t Want to Get Old

The Ninth Prince was a little confused after hearing what his son said. He repeated what he said again before he understood what he meant.

Since the children were vaccinated and were able to go out, the couple began to talk to them about the relatives in the family.

There was a Mafa living in the palace, and there was also a Mama who gave birth to Ama.

In addition to the mama who gave birth to my father, there were many other mamas in the palace who gave birth to my uncles.

Fengsheng explained it so clearly because he had recorded this complex relationship.

The Ninth Prince looked at Feng Sheng in amazement: "I've written it all down. You know quite a lot!"

Feng Sheng was praised, smiled, and nodded, saying, "I've got it in mind. There is Mafa in the palace, and there are many Mamas..."

"Ha ha……"

The Ninth Prince couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Fengsheng was a little at a loss when he saw the reaction of the Ninth Prince, while Akdan puffed his cheeks and looked at the Ninth Prince.

They still remembered what happened in the morning and thought that the Ninth Prince was laughing and was making fun of them.

The Ninth Prince saw that his sons had misunderstood, so he stopped laughing and explained, "Father is just happy. He is happy that his eldest son is smart. When Father was your age, he couldn't remember these things."

Feng Sheng then smiled and said, "Brother also remembers, sister..."

At this point, he hesitated and said, "Sister, just listen to it twice and remember it."

Niguzhu is not stupid, it's just that he doesn't care much about other things except eating, which makes him seem not as smart as his two brothers.

The Ninth Prince found it even more surprising that he still knew how to speak well of his sister.

What were you like when you were four years old?

I don't seem to remember it clearly.

Most of his childhood memories were separated into different palaces, and they became clearer after he was two years old.

It seemed that the days in Yikun Palace were spent either running around the palace or being carried to Yongshou Palace by the nanny.

Also, the Imperial Concubine brought the Tenth Prince here.

As for the rest, I can’t remember most of it.

The Ninth Prince was proud of this. He patted his eldest son's head and said softly, "You are smarter than your father. You take after your father..."

Feng Sheng looked at the Ninth Prince and said seriously, "Enie said that I took after my father. I can speak both Mongolian and Mandarin well, and I am as smart as my father."

The Ninth Prince smiled and said, "You are the son of your father and mother, so naturally you take half from your mother and half from your father."

How can there be such a well-behaved and sensible child?

Is the disciple better than the master?
Shushu is the eldest sister and has been taking care of her younger brothers since they were young. She has also been taking care of the tenth child since he was young and is very much like an older brother.

A child’s character can be judged by his appearance when he is three years old. The Ninth Prince felt that this eldest son was impeccable.

This is the seed of establishing a new household.

Akdan listened to his father and brother talking without interrupting.

But there was a hint of confusion on his face, as if there was something he couldn't figure out.

Feng Sheng noticed that Akdan was acting strangely and asked, "What's wrong with my brother?"

Akdan shook his head and said, "Nothing..."

As he said this, he looked at the Ninth Prince and asked, "Is Mafa's home Ama's home?"

Brother Ninth: "..."

To say no would be unfilial, after all, it is your own home.

I feel guilty saying this, I can only say that it used to be my home.

The Ninth Prince nodded and said, "Yes, my father left home early this morning to kowtow to your Mafa and Mama and wish you a happy new year. But my father is old and he doesn't have a New Year's gift bag..."

"Is this also Uncle Ten's home?"

Akdan tilted his little head and continued asking.

"Uh-huh……"

The Ninth Prince nodded: "It's still your Fifth and Fourth Uncle's home. Everyone went back this morning..."

Akdan understood, his eyes gradually turned red and tears welled up in his eyes.

The Ninth Prince almost jumped up. Why was she crying again?

"What's wrong? Did Ama say something wrong?"

The Ninth Prince squatted down and looked into Akdan's eyes.

Among the three children, Akdan is more intelligent than Fengsheng.

The child was attached to Shushu and didn't seem to be very close to him, his father. But after he learned to recognize people and knew that he was his father, he never refused to let himself hold him.

"Ama doesn't want to live with his original family, nor with Uncle Shi..."

Akdan whimpered.

Before the Ninth Prince understood what he meant, Fengsheng had already hugged Akdan.

"We are different from Ama. We live with Ama and Ene, and we don't separate..."

After hearing this, the Ninth Prince finally understood.

When I was young, I was a family with my parents and brothers, but people always have to grow up...

When you grow up, you become a family with your wife and children.

Ordinary people can live with three or four generations living together, but in the royal family, except the prince, no one else has this qualification.

Akdan was able to see the big picture from the small details and saw the current situation of the separation of his relatives in himself.

Akdan was still looking at the Ninth Prince, hoping that he would agree with his brother.

The Ninth Prince nodded and said, "Yes, you are different from Father..."

Akdan burst into laughter.

Fengsheng also showed his tiny teeth.

The Ninth Prince sat on the edge of the kang and felt that time was passing by so quickly.

He still remembers how pitiful the two brothers looked when they were in their cradles, and now they can sit together as father and son and talk.

Children are attached to their parents. Since it is not convenient to see their father these days, the Fengsheng brothers have become closer to the Ninth Prince.

Feng Sheng remembered that he and his brothers and sisters had names, so he asked, "Does the little brother in the west wing have a name?"

The Ninth Prince understood that this was to distinguish himself from the little brother next door.

The Ninth Prince said, "That's your third brother. He doesn't have a name yet. When he grows up to be as old as you are, Father will ask you to give him a name."

Akdan said: "Father, when are you going to learn to write? I want to write my name and my elder brother's name, and also the names of father, mother, sister and mama..."

The Ninth Prince said, "After the Lantern Festival, you will start learning to read. As for writing, there is no rush. Your hands are small now and you can't hold a pen. You can learn to write next year or the year after next."

There is also a calligraphy master named Cao Yueying in the mansion. He is just occupying a vacancy and has received gifts from all seasons. He is the calligraphy teacher prepared by the couple for their children.

Akdan didn't say anything else. Fengsheng asked curiously, "Ama, we have learned Mongolian and Mandarin. Do we still need to learn these in class?"

The Mandarin language is taught here by Lady Bo, and Mongolian is taught by Aunt Qi since childhood.

The Ninth Prince nodded and said, "Learn these, and learn other things as well. Later, I will discuss with your mother and see what you should learn..."

The father and son chatted and killed time until it was evening.

The two brothers had an early dinner.

The Ninth Prince was impatient to go back and eat, so he asked someone to send his lunch box here as well.

The father and his two sons sat at the table on the kang.

The two younger princes ate various steamed buns and dumplings, while the ninth prince had vegetarian porridge and a few side dishes.

The small steamed buns are filled with stuffing, such as red bean paste, custard, date paste, etc.

Children all love sweet food. The fillings in the steamed buns do not contain sugar, but they have their own sweetness.

The two brothers just picked the small steamed buns to eat.

The Ninth Prince was drinking his porridge and seeing how deliciously they were eating, he also became greedy.

However, seeing that there were only a few steamed buns left, his chopsticks went towards the buns.

After taking a bite, he looked at his two brothers.

No wonder they all choose to eat steamed buns, these are all vegetable buns.

Whether it is vegan or semi-vegetarian, there are vegetables.

The Ninth Prince looked at his son and felt very strange.

He thought about how Shushu didn't like to eat vegetables when she was a child...

After the dining table was removed, the Ninth Prince took the two to play pot-playing in the room for a while and then prepared to leave.

Feng Sheng held the Ninth Prince's hand and said affectionately, "Father will come tomorrow too..."

Akdan's little face also showed some anticipation, and he reminded: "We need to go pick vegetables!"

The Ninth Prince thought about the news he had received in the palace that morning. On the fourth day of the first lunar month this year, the Emperor would accompany the Empress Dowager to Changchun Garden.

You don't have to report for duty tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Just go to the palace to see him off the day after tomorrow morning.

He nodded and said, "Come on, Ama. Let's go pick some vegetables first, then visit your father. After that, Ama will take you to play with the little brother next door..."

You can't stay at home all the time, you can go to the next door.

The two little guys nodded, looking forward to it...

*
West wing, north room.

Shushu was also having dinner, and Mrs. Bo was sitting with her.

Mrs. Bo came over specifically to have dinner with Shushu because she was worried that she was not eating properly.

Shushu said helplessly: "Amu still treats me as a child, I know what's good for me..."

That being said, the bland confinement meals make me full just by looking at them.

Shushu ate a piece of steamed millet cake, pointed at the two bowls of chicken soup, and said to Baiguo: "Give two wet nurses as rewards..."

Since you have decided to wean your baby, you don’t need to drink these watery soups anymore.

She looked at the remaining two kinds of porridge and wanted to reward people again.

Mrs. Bo stopped him and said, "You should drink the pork liver porridge, which can help with lochia. You should also drink a few sips of the rouge rice and red dates porridge, which can help with blood circulation and detoxification..."

Equally salty, equally sweet.

Shushu pointed and said, "But you can't drink sweet porridge and salty porridge together, just keep one..."

Seeing that Mrs. Bo was helpless, Shushu hurriedly pulled the pork liver porridge to herself and asked Dongyue to give the bowl of rouge rice and red dates porridge to Xiaotang.

"Let the nurse feed me tonight. Tomorrow I want to eat four-happiness meatballs and fried shrimp cakes..."

Shushu drank pork liver porridge, looking forward to tomorrow coming earlier.

What she wanted to eat the most was spicy food, but she also knew that it would conflict with the medicinal properties, so she could only settle for the second best and eat some meat first...

*
Qianqing Palace, Xinuang Pavilion.

Kangxi sat alone, facing a table full of food, feeling a little lonely.

It is convenient to summon concubines to accompany the emperor on normal days, but today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, so it is not convenient.

Although he was used to eating alone, he still looked forward to having someone accompany him on days like this.

From today on, he is fifty years old.

At this age, no matter how much he feels he is not old, he is no longer in his prime.

The princes and ministers submitted a memorial once in the twelfth lunar month, and they were preparing to continue submitting memorials after the New Year.

This time it is not about conferring a title, but a celebration of the emperor's birthday.

Kangxi was not prepared for a grand celebration.

He wanted to talk to someone.

He wanted to recall his boyhood and youth, as if he were still young.

He is the emperor, so whatever he thinks is what he wants.

If it is not convenient to ask the concubines to accompany the emperor, then he can go over.

Just going somewhere else is similar to sending the successor to the Qianqing Palace, both of which are likely to make people think too much.

But this room is so terribly quiet that I really don't want to stay here.

Kangxi stood up and told Liang Jiugong, "Take the sedan chair and go to... Zhongcui Palace..."

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