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

In October of the 60th year of the Kangxi reign, the emperor issued an edict, ordering the general Fuyuan and the fourteenth son of the emperor, Yinzhen, to come to Beijing to meet him. As for the military affairs of Ganzhou, they were temporarily handed over to the deputy general of the general Fuyuan, Prince Chun Yinzhen.

In order to welcome the heroes who quelled the Tibetan rebellion and won a great victory over the Dzungar army, the Ministry of Rites was very busy. They even set up a stage in the suburbs of Beijing in advance, waiting for Yinzhen and others to return to Beijing to hold a triumphal ceremony.

As Honghui was the head of the Ministry of Rites, this important event was entrusted to him.

"Have all the ceremonial officers ready, and rehearse the triumphal music in advance. There must be no mistakes!"

After a busy month, in mid-November, Yinzhen came on horseback to bring news that he would arrive in the capital in just one day.

When the news came out, Kangxi laughed loudly, and then he slowly gave another order: "Instruct the kings, beile, and ministers of the second rank and above to welcome him on my behalf, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites to take care of the triumphal return."

The next morning, just after the hour of Mao, a group of people were already waiting outside Beijing.

Honghui would often order the guards to go and inquire: "Go and find out where General Fuyuan and his entourage are going."

"Yes." The guard mounted his horse and disappeared in the dust.

In October in the capital, it was common to see yellow sand filling the sky. When Honghui was standing in front, he heard a few coughs that were intermittent and intermittent.

"This road needs to be repaired." He said to himself.

Yinzhen was standing next to him and didn't hear clearly for a moment. He couldn't help but cast a questioning look, "What?"

Honghui thought about it and didn't hide it deliberately. He whispered back, "The roads in the suburbs of Beijing should be repaired, but my son hasn't figured out how to do it in a cost-effective and trouble-free way."

How were the solid and flat roads built across the mountains and plains in later times? The more I delved into this, the more confused I became.

Is it because of this? What else did Yinzhen think he was? However, Honghui and Laojiu have been busy for three to five years, but they have not produced any results. Instead, they have produced a lot of irrelevant gadgets. It is really like planting flowers with care but they do not bloom, but planting willows by accident and they grow into shades!

"Don't be anxious. Our ancestors have not figured out this path for more than a thousand years. You have been busy for three to five years and you want to accomplish it. That is wishful thinking..."

"Hey! Fourth brother, I don't like what you said. How can you always think of the worst when encountering things?" Yinzhen pricked up his ears and took their words into his ears, but he couldn't help but refute, "Sincerity is the key to success. You keep repeating "This thing can't be done", "It's been a few years, this thing will end in failure", "It's better to give up as soon as possible to avoid wasting time". I'm really afraid that God is also scared by my nagging and won't let me wait for success."

Yinzhen glared at him, hmm, he still didn't like him!

"Nonsense, what does this have to do with God? Could it be that something is wrong from the beginning, that there has been no effect for so long?"

"What does Fourth Brother know? I can't explain it to you. I'd better talk to your son!" How could someone who has only a superficial understanding of Western science and even has a trace of prejudice understand them, the uncle and nephew?

"..." Yinzhen swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth in frustration, and his phoenix eyes were like a knife stabbing straight into Yin'er.

Yinzhen came to his senses and felt regretful, but he chose to ignore it.

Anyway, his attitude towards the fourth son has always been like this. Even if the fourth son has the opportunity to sit on the throne in the future, he can't do anything to him! What's more, he has his nephew Honghui. What if he just gives up?

Yinzhen felt that he was very confident!

"Pfft~" Yin'e and his ninth brother were wearing the same pair of pants and laughed out loud without any scruples.

Yinzhen was emitting dark energy all over his body. He glanced around to see who was so bold as to make fun of him. When he recognized who that person was, he glared at him for a few times and then turned away in frustration.

He couldn't afford to offend the Niuhulu family, and even more so the Tenth Prince. Anyway, the Tenth Prince didn't go against him, so he could still accept a little joke.

Yinzhen silently chanted "Amitabha" over and over again, deceiving himself by telling himself: When he ascends the throne in the future, he will not believe that these brothers will dare to joke around!

But he didn't know that regardless of others' opinions, Yinzhen did dare to do it, but that is a story for later, so let's not talk about it for now.

The gentlemen "joked" for a while, and Honghui, as a junior, had to come out to mediate. "Father, Uncle Jiu didn't mean it, he just hasn't produced any results for a long time, and he can't stand hearing about failure. Don't bother with him."

"Uncle Nine, it's the same. Ama was clearly trying to comfort you and me. Even though his words might have been a bit harsh, they didn't mean any harm. Please stop saying that! As for Uncle Ten, you, just laugh if you want to." You can't stop people from laughing, right?

Seeing that there was a ladder, Yinzhen and Yin'er, who were not really upset to begin with, took advantage of the situation to back off, clasped each other, and the matter was over.

As for the other gentlemen who watched the whole process, they just felt it was unbearable to watch. The same farce was staged every ten days or half a month. I wonder if Lao Jiu and the others were tired?

Honghui keenly sensed from the gazes that someone was looking at him, and the burning gazes almost burned his back! But when he turned around, he didn't meet anyone's gaze.

However, looking at that someone's slightly deep eyes, Honghui curled his lips indifferently. If he wants to look, let him look!

After a while, the guards came to report that General Fuyuan and his entourage would reach the outskirts of the capital in ten miles.

Honghui waved his hand, signaling the officials of the Ministry of Rites to get ready first.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a group of fine horses suddenly rushed forward, raising a cloud of sand.

Everyone in the group was wearing battle robes, including Yinzhen. It was not noticeable when he was riding a horse, but when he got off the horse, it was seen that he had become visibly darker and thinner, his face became more angular, and an iron-blooded aura instantly came over him.

"Welcome General Fuyuan back to the court."

After the state ceremony, the family ceremony came next: "Old Fourteen, you have lost weight. I will make more nourishing soup for you later. You are in great need of nourishment!"

Yinzhen grinned, adding a little bit of silliness for no reason, "Thank you for your concern, Fourth Brother. It has always been like this in the army. Even if you lose some weight, it is normal. Seventh Brother has also lost a lot of weight."

"Fourteenth brother, you have been traveling hard all the way. Go back and rest early. I and other brothers will welcome you tomorrow."

"Thirteenth brother, how come you have lost a lot of weight in the capital? I remember that when you went to war two years ago, you still had some flesh on your face."

Yinxiang smiled gently: "I am very busy and have to worry about it. To be honest with you, my fourteenth brother, I am now following my fourth brother to farm."

"What's wrong with farming..." As soon as he said this, Yinzhen remembered the special gifts on Wanshou Festival half a year ago, so he quickly changed his words, "Farming is good. The people have a good harvest, the army has sufficient food and grass, and the soldiers can feel at ease when fighting outside. Fourth brother and thirteenth brother are doing the right thing."

"I'll take my good words from my fourteenth brother. As long as we're here, you won't have to worry about food and fodder!"

"Then I'll have to trouble Brother Four and Brother Thirteen."

Yinzhen raised the corners of his mouth again, his smile was unrestrained and ostentatious.