The Fourth Master's Dog

Ever since Duofu came to his senses, he has been living a very comfortable life and can do whatever he wants.

If you want to go out for a walk, you can go out for a walk, as long as you bring someone with you.

Now Duofu is living in a small farm. He doesn't feel very free living in the Fourth Prince's mansion.

Being a puppy is quite free, but he prefers being a human being now.

It’s better to live in the small farm outside. Anyway, his owner has business here recently and usually stays here overnight.

It doesn’t matter even if the owner goes back to live with him. His owner will not abandon him no matter what.

Duofu is so handsome and has such a good temper. There is no one better than him in the entire Forbidden City.

He didn't believe that his owner couldn't see it with his shrewd eyes.

Duofu was happily having fun on the farm. Su Peisheng usually stayed with the Fourth Prince, and beside him was Su Peisheng's apprentice Xiao Xiazi.

Although it is not as easy to use as Su Peisheng, it is almost the same. At least Xiao Xiazi is more obedient. He keeps his word and no one dares to obstruct him.

Duofu is very satisfied with this.

As for his owner, he seems to be busy with the prince's affairs recently.

Not to mention the Forbidden City, even when he lived outside, some rumors reached his ears. In those big restaurants, people were saying that the position of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was unstable.

Duofu was a little confused when he heard it for the first time, but after thinking about it, it seems to be almost the same now.

He remembered that Kangxi had deposed the crown prince twice, so it should be about time he did it once!

Moreover, when he ate in that building, he could hear a lot of gossip in the Forbidden City, most of which was about the crown prince.

It may be that all his younger brothers are staring at him. Now he can’t look at the position below Kangxi, so it would be nice to look at the position of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Duofu felt that the princes now did not have the courage to directly compete with Kangxi for the throne, so he planned to adopt a roundabout policy, dethrone the prince and climb up himself.

Duofu was not unhappy to hear that the prince's position might be unstable.

He remembered that it was about the same time recently, and his shit scooper got a promotion, which was a good thing.

It’s just that his owner seems to be on the side of the princelings, so he shouldn’t be implicated!

Duofu was a little unsure. He only knew a general idea from what he saw on the TV series. He really didn't remember anything else.

This was not his favorite channel before, he would watch it with his mother and cousin.

Duofu feels a little regretful now. If he had known that he was going to travel through time and be reborn, he should have memorized the history of the Qing Dynasty by heart.

At least we need to know the eighteen generations of Kangxi's ancestors and the eighteen generations below them.

It's not like now, when he can only rely on guessing or speculation.

The only thing he could be sure of was that the next emperor would definitely be his own shit-scooper, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen.

When Duofu thought of this, he felt at ease again. He was not afraid even if he was implicated, as long as he could become the emperor in the end.

Duofu has also not heard from his owner what bad things the Crown Prince has done recently?

Moreover, given Kangxi's strong tolerance, he would probably turn a blind eye to any bad things.

Only by rebelling can one be deposed.

I hope Your Highness the Crown Prince has not rebelled recently!

We may have to wait for a while. Otherwise, even if he is so tolerant, there is no way he would abolish the prince whom he personally trained.

Isn't that a slap in his own face?

It is obvious that Kangxi was an emperor who was very concerned about his reputation. He would definitely not do such a stupid thing unless it was absolutely necessary.

Duofu himself was not quite sure whether the Crown Prince would rebel recently.

Or do you have the intention to rebel?

How about seeing if there is time tonight to sound out his owner's attitude?

It seems that his owner is highly respected and trusted by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Maybe he knows something about this kind of news.

Duofu thought about it and shook his head. If he was the prince, this kind of news should not be known to the serious shit-scooper owner.

If his owner knew about this, he would definitely oppose it, no matter what the reason. Even if he wanted to rebel, he would definitely not choose this time.

Now Kangxi is in his prime, at the peak of his political power, and has a firm control over government affairs.

How can we rebel?

Given how smart his owner is, he definitely wouldn't choose this time to rebel.

The prince doesn't look like a stupid man. He shouldn't be so foolish as to really plan to rebel at this time.

Duofu thought about it and put it aside. These were not important. What was important was that his owner should have been promoted.

Duofu's idea turned out to be correct. Not long after, Kangxi's imperial decree of promotion came down. The first three were not promoted, but the eldest prince and the third prince had already been conferred the title of prince.

This time, the latter one was conferred the title of prince, and the younger ones were conferred the title of beile.

Duofu's focus was not on anything else. He just remembered that his owner was given the title of Prince Yong. As for what titles other princes were given?

What does it have to do with him?

Duofu even went back to the Fourth Prince's Mansion to celebrate with his owner because of this incident.

This time, the Fourth Prince really failed to control his emotions and showed them on his face. One glance would let others know that he was extremely happy.

The last time a prince was conferred a title, he was the oldest prince, but he was only conferred a title of Beile. Moreover, the third prince, who was only one year older than him, was also conferred a title of prince, but he was only conferred a title of a small Beile. He must be feeling unbalanced.

During those days, Duofu indeed noticed that his owner was in a very low mood. Even when facing him, he could only force a smile, and that smile was extremely ugly.

He doesn't like it at all. Duofu still likes his parents' dead face and smiles more.

Although having a cold face is cool, his gentle smile looks better.

But it's better to smile only at him. You're already likable with a cold face, and if you smile like a flower, you'll attract a lot of attention.

If Su Peisheng knew about this, he would definitely complain to his little ancestor about how his master was so unkind to women.

Dofford asked Su Peisheng to prepare the slightly sweet wine he liked and also brought a beautiful glass.

Today he has to celebrate with his owner. On such a good day, they must get drunk. And it just so happens that his owner has a day off tomorrow.

He has to seize the opportunity. If he doesn't let his owner drink now, it will be difficult for him to get the throne when he works.

Duofu looked at the delicious dishes on the table, there were both his favorites and those his owner liked.

Su Peisheng told him that the owner would be here soon and that he still had some things to deal with in the front yard.

Duofu touched his flat stomach and thought that he should eat first, as it would be bad if he starved himself.

Duofu raised his head and glanced outside again. Good, he didn't see anyone. So he wouldn't be polite and would just eat a little to fill himself up.

Those meatballs are only delicious when eaten hot. If they get a little cold, they will lose their taste.

He is not greedy, he has to eat early in order to save food.

Duofu had just put the meatball in and hadn't chewed it for a few bites when he heard Su Peisheng's familiar voice. He raised his head, his mouth bulging with food that he hadn't swallowed yet.

The moment the Fourth Prince walked in, he saw that his little ancestor's mouth was full of food. He looked at him with sparkling eyes and kept chewing.

The Fourth Prince looked at the sky. He should not be late, right? Why did this little ancestor look as if he was very late?

He looked as if he was hungry. The Fourth Prince was originally in a good mood today. He was given the title of Prince Yong by the Emperor's father, which was a recognition of his work and ability by his father.

How could he not be happy?

Even if he always said in his heart that he didn't want Huang Ama's favor, there was no prince under him who didn't yearn for the emperor's favor.

The Fourth Prince is no exception. It is a good experience to get his father's recognition.

Duofu quickly poured the wine for his owner, grabbed the glass with his little hands and put it into his owner's mouth.

The Fourth Prince did not refuse. He raised his head slightly and drank it.

Duofu puffed up his cheeks and chewed the meatballs in big mouthfuls and swallowed them: "Fourth brother, congratulations on your promotion. Today is a good day. We won't go home until we are drunk."

Duofu started to pick up food for his owner. The first thing he picked up with chopsticks was also a meatball. He didn't put it in the bowl but directly put it next to the Fourth Prince's mouth.

Duofu said cheerfully, "Fourth brother, please try it. It's delicious. It tastes best when it's piping hot. Please eat it quickly."

The Fourth Prince opened his mouth and took a light bite, and the meatball almost lost a small corner.

Duofu looked at the Fourth Prince's mouth, then looked at Wanzi whose skin was injured, and blinked twice. It was not good for his owner to eat too politely.

Meatballs like this should be eaten one by one, but it feels like peeling off a layer of skin every time you eat it.

Duofu: "Fourth brother, open your mouth wider. You have to eat one bite at a time. You can't eat it like this. You have to do it like I did just now."

The Fourth Prince thought about it. It was quite cute that his little ancestor had a puffy mouth just now, but he didn’t intend to let him lose face like this.

The little ancestor is cute when he does this, but he doesn’t think it’s cute when he eats like this.

The Fourth Prince obediently opened his mouth a little wider and this time bit 1/3 of the prince. Duofu saw the resistance in his owner's eyes.

Okay, who asked him to ask the poop scooper to save face?

He gave him a little bit of face and stuffed the remaining 2/3 into his mouth without any hesitation.

Duofu felt that this was just the right size, neither too big nor too small. The meatball just now was a bit big, so he had to be careful when eating it, otherwise it would run out a little.

Duofu swallowed the meatball with a slurp, and his owner did almost the same.

Duofu feels that if his owner goes on a tour group and everyone eats together at a big table, he will definitely go hungry.

While Duofu was picking up food for his owner, he urged his father, Chang Shiguang, to drink more. He had never seen his father, Chang Shiguang, drunk.

He is so happy today that his owner might be drunk.

Under the sweet talk of his little ancestor, the Fourth Prince drank a lot and became a little dizzy without realizing it.

Duofu himself didn't drink much, but kept urging his owner to drink more on this happy day.

The smile on Duofu's lips grew bigger and bigger. He felt that he also wanted to get the poop scooper drunk today. The poop scooper's eyes were obviously a little blurry.

Duofu poured another cup, held the cup with his little hand, and put it into his long-awaited mouth: "Fourth brother, have another drink. Today is your day as a prince. You can't drink less on such a good day."

The Fourth Prince obediently raised his head, opened his mouth and drank it.

Duofu felt that the Fourth Prince seemed a little obedient now.

Duofu originally planned to pour another glass, but there was no wine in his wine jug. Duofu looked at his own glass and saw that there was still half a glass of wine. He couldn't waste it on his owner.

After Duofu finished the last half glass of wine, he stretched out two fingers and shook them in front of his brother Sa, and asked in a questioning voice: "Fourth brother, look at how many fingers you have in front of you."

The Fourth Prince was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, and wanted to reach out to grab Duofu's fingers, but Duofu nimbly dodged him.

Duofu urged gently, "Fourth brother, take a quick look, how many are there?"

The Fourth Prince spoke slowly and drunkenly, "Well, three fingers. No, no, four fingers."

When Duofu heard this answer, his eyes were filled with smiles and the dimples at the corners of his mouth became big.

Duofu planned to let his owner walk to the bed by himself, but his small body was unable to move his owner.

Wait for him to grow up for another two years.

Duofu said coquettishly, "Fourth brother, we are all full. Let's go, let's go sit by the bed, okay?"

The Fourth Prince opened his eyes and looked at Duofu, who was holding his arm, and nodded. His voice was drunk and gentle: "Well, you have to listen to the little ancestor. I will take you there right away."

With the cooperation of the Fourth Prince, Duofu brought his poop scooper to the bedside without any effort.

The Fourth Prince was not drunk at all. He just stared at Duofu with misty eyes, and his eyes were full of love.

Duofu felt that his owner’s drunk eyes were even more charming. His eyes were filled with him and nothing else.

Duofu directly pushed his poop scooper down on the bed, sat on his strong waist, and stared at his father's eyes, which were a little dazed, with a smile.

Duofu: "Fourth brother, who do you like most in this world?"

The Fourth Prince blinked his eyes, and felt a sly look in them: "Give me a kiss, and I'll tell you."

Duofu didn't waste any words and kissed the Fourth Prince happily, but he kissed him on his eyebrows, next to his eyes, which was his favorite part.

The Fourth Prince was somewhat dissatisfied, but he did not act like a spoiled child. He just said that he had to kiss her on the mouth next time.

Fourth Prince: "Yeah, I like the little ancestor who just kissed me the most."

Duofu was very happy and kissed the Fourth Prince's thin lips again.

Duofu raised his head and asked, "Fourth brother, which one is more important, the little ancestor or your royal father?"

This time the Fourth Prince did not pause at all: "My little ancestor."

Duofu smacked his lips happily again, and then asked with great interest: "Which one is more important, the position of the little ancestor or the position of the emperor?"