Honghui is reborn in Legend of Zhen Huan, I will protect my mother

After the second day of the second month, when the dragon raises its head, it is soon time to set off.

Early in the morning on the fourth day of the New Year, Honghui reluctantly said goodbye to his mother and got on the carriage with his father to go to the palace.

It is said that today's trip is also from Changchun Garden. Honghui couldn't help wondering how much the emperor loved Changchun Garden. The emperor stayed in the capital for less than half a year, and most of the time he stayed in Changchun Garden. The Qianqing Palace was much quieter.

When they arrived at Changchun Garden, many people had come to see him off, and most of the people who were traveling with him had also arrived. The father and son were both late.

Honghui spotted Uncle Thirteen at a glance.

"Uncle Thirteen, Uncle Thirteen..."

Yinxiang looked back with a look of obvious intimacy on his face: "Honghui, you're here. I was wondering when you and Fourth Brother would come over."

Seeing that there was an elder uncle standing next to his thirteenth uncle, Honghui hurriedly greeted him: "Nephew Honghui greets the elder uncle and the thirteenth uncle."

Prince Zhi was a man of forthright character. He was at loggerheads with the Crown Prince, but he had no problem with his fourth brother, and even less with his nephew.

"Hurry up and get up. We are all family. There is no need to be so polite."

"Fourth brother, I didn't expect you to bring nephew Honghui with you. If I remember correctly, he is only five years old! You are really strict to bring him along so early. My eldest son Hongyu is already ten years old, and I dare not take him out either. Acclimatization is not a trivial matter. How can a child's stomach withstand it?"

Yinzhen only responded perfunctorily. His elder brother said a few more words because he couldn't stand it, but he actually had no bad intentions.

However, he did not agree with his elder brother's point of view. How could the eldest son of a family be spoiled? Besides, the emperor's father made full preparations for his tours, and all the food and water were brought from the capital. How could he not adapt to the local climate?

Although the eldest son is young, he is ambitious and strong, and can withstand the hardship of traveling. It was with this in mind that Yinzhen brought him out.

While he was talking, the ninth prince Yinzhen also rushed over.

"Big brother, fourth brother, and thirteenth brother, you are here so early? And, isn't this nephew Honghui? I haven't seen you for a few months, and you look so strong!"

Honghui greeted him obediently.

Yinzhen took out a folding fan from his sleeve and opened it with a whoosh, looking very cool. "Don't be polite. We are all family. There is no need for so many rules. I, your ninth uncle, hate those rules the most! Nephew Honghui, don't learn from your father. You feel restrained when others see you."

Honghui listened to what Uncle Jiu said, but his eyes were looking at the folding fan in Uncle Jiu's hand. On the folding fan were embroidered four big words in gold and silver threads - making a fortune every day.

Looking at the golden toad hanging around his waist and the four or five gold and jade rings on his hands, he is worthy of the title of "Uncle Nine, the God of Wealth", and there is absolutely no mistake in this title.

I just don't know what Ama and Huang Mafa think? As far as Honghui knows, Ama has always been dissatisfied with Uncle Jiu's eccentricity, and Huang Mafa is even more dissatisfied with Uncle Jiu's business, and he always scolds him. These days are different from later generations, and doing business is not something that can be put on the stage.

"What's wrong with you? Where have you learned any rules? You are a prince, not a playboy!" Yinzhen exploded on the spot.

Yinzhen pursed his lips and clasped his fist perfunctorily: "Thank you, fourth brother, for your teaching." As for whether he would change or not, humph, he would never change even if you beat him to death!

Yinzhen's face became more and more gloomy. With his eyesight, how could he not see that his ninth brother was just perfunctory? He didn't know what was good for him. When the emperor found out, it would be strange if he didn't scold him.

Seeing that the atmosphere was really awkward, Honghui hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "Uncle Jiu, is this the style you wrote? It looks quite elegant, but it feels a waste of resources to embroider it with gold and silver threads. It would be better if you wrote a few words yourself!"

Yinzhen was delighted when he heard this: "Really? I wrote dozens of pieces in a row and carefully selected one of them. I didn't expect that the embroiderer in the mansion was not up to the task. She tried her best but couldn't embroider it as good as the original. This one is already the best one. It's really a waste of all my efforts."

Phew! Honghui secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his guess was correct. Uncle Jiu still longed for recognition from others.

He quickly continued: "My nephew heard from my father that Uncle Jiu has an excellent talent for languages. Not only does he know all three languages, Manchu, Mongolian and Chinese, he can also speak Russian and even Latin. You are really amazing. I wonder when my nephew can have Uncle Jiu's ability?"

Yinzhen was flattered and became proud. It was his nephew Honghui who had good vision. He was so amazing!

He ignored his fourth brother's sullen face and pulled his nephew over: "Come, Uncle Jiu will tell you about Western things, and some interesting scientific knowledge, it's all very interesting..."

Yinzhen watched helplessly as his eldest son left his side, and was forced to listen to his ninth brother's nonsense, but he couldn't take him back. He gathered his luck and glared at his ninth brother, his eyes full of warning and dissatisfaction.

Seeing his fourth brother's reluctant expression, Yinzhen became more and more interested and his voice became louder.

Honghui listened for at least a quarter of an hour, during which he only nodded from time to time and asked, "Really?" The rest of the time it was Uncle Jiu who spoke.

To be honest, although Uncle Jiu looks unreliable, he is actually knowledgeable and knowledgeable. People underestimate him. Uncle Jiu was just born in the wrong era. If he lived in the future, he would definitely make a name for himself.

While he was talking, a eunuch shouted, "The Emperor has arrived! The Crown Prince has arrived!"

Everyone knelt down and greeted respectfully.

Kangxi glanced at all the people present. Those who accompanied the emperor on the tour and those who saw him off were standing separately, with a clear distinction.

After a series of routine preparations, he sat on the imperial chariot and said in a deep voice: "Let's go."

A long row of carriages drove towards the outside of Changchun Garden.

"Father, is it really okay for you not to ride? The eldest uncle, the second uncle of the crown prince, the ninth uncle and the thirteenth uncle are all riding horses... Or, why don't you go out and ride a horse too? It's okay for my son to be alone."

Yinzhen patted his eldest son's head and comforted him, "Don't worry, I know what's going on. I will ride on horseback when we leave Changchun Garden. Honghui, you sit in the carriage by yourself. If you need anything, call Su Peisheng over. I will come to check on you from time to time. And the snacks and tea will be placed in the food box. When you are hungry or thirsty, you can take them out and eat them yourself..."

I know, I know. Father, please stop repeating me. I have said these words over and over again for seven or eight times. My son has memorized them by heart. You don't need to remind me anymore.

No matter how he complained in his heart, Honghui pretended to be well behaved and let his father continue to talk.