Prince of the Qing Dynasty

After Yinti heard this, complacency flashed in his eyes, he smiled and stopped talking.

Yinti was standing there solemnly, but he was laughing at Yinfeng's pedantry in his heart. Such a big thing happened outside, how could Huang Ama bother to check their homework!

Yinfeng also stood there well-behaved, but he put all his attention inside. He could vaguely hear Kangxi talking to someone inside, but he couldn't make out what he said.

Thinking that Yinti came earlier than him, maybe he knew who Kangxi was seeing at the moment, so he leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Brother, do you know who is seeing you now?"

It was Yinti who Yinfeng asked, and the little lady guarding the door did not dare to interject to answer when she saw it. After a while, Yinti replied in a low voice: "I heard that as soon as Huang Ama came back, he called the people from the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Industry. People."

The Ministry of Households and the Ministry of Industry should be for disaster relief.

Yin Reng lowered his eyes and thought for a while, but after all he moved slowly and approached the pane, trying to hear the voices inside.

The little eunuch guarding the door was startled by his action, but he didn't dare to talk about it. Yinti saw Yinreng approaching the pane to eavesdrop, snorted softly, and stood still.

Yinfeng heard that the people from the household department were reporting the amount of money given to the people who were unable to repair the collapsed houses and the dead who could not be coffined, as well as the amount of all the relief money this time to let Kangxi know, but what Kangxi said after listening surprised him secretly smacking his tongue.

"This amount of money is insufficient. How about this, I will order the Ministry of Internal Affairs to allocate another 10 taels of money to help the victims."

Kangxi's voice was hoarse but steady, "What I'm most concerned about right now is the damage to the family members of the soldiers and their houses in the suppression of the rebellion. There should be no chaos now, and you should give me more time to do this job well."

Yinfeng returned to the original place and stood, but he couldn't recover from the surprise in his heart. He was worried about the things these days, and Kangxi solved it with a word.

The 10 taels of silver in the treasury is dozens of times the amount of silver they donated.

Yinfeng knew that their money was a drop in the bucket, not enough to help the victims tide over the difficulties.The money given by the household department was handed over to Suo'etu before he left that day. He said that it would be distributed to the victims of the disaster, and there would not be a lot of it. difficult.

But now that Kangxi has distributed 10 taels of silver, these victims in the capital will be saved.Just like what Gu said, if the victims have money in their hands, they can continue to live their lives.And as long as the victims are stabilized, the situation in central Beijing will naturally stabilize.

Yinreng felt emotional in his heart, and after returning to the original place, he didn't hear Yinti next to him whispering to him. Yinti asked him what he heard in a low voice, but Yinreng only cared about his own thoughts and didn't answer him.

Yinti was a little annoyed, and just as he decided to rush over to listen, someone came out and told them to go in.

Yisang'a, Minister of the Household Department, and Mara, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, happened to meet Yinti and Yinreng when they came out. The two adults hurriedly saluted the two of them. Yinti called out, but neither of them got up. When he came back to his senses, he realized that these two people were still waiting for him to call out. He was somewhat embarrassed, but he also called out quickly.

After the two adults walked away, Yinfeng still continued to walk in silently, but he didn't see the complicated but hateful gaze cast by Yinti next to him.

When Kangxi saw Yinfeng and Yinti coming, he smiled and said, "Come here and let Ama take a look and see if you have grown taller!"

Yinti grew up fast and was a little taller than Kangxi when he left. The two brothers came side by side, and Yinti was obviously a head taller than Yinfeng.

Kangxi's loving gaze passed over his eldest son, and when he landed on his second son, he quickly found the gauze wrapped on Yinreng's right hand, and immediately frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

"Returning to Emperor Ama, my son accidentally broke his hand by the bowstring while practicing archery. It's not a big deal. Besides, the wound has healed up now,"

Practicing riding and archery is not without injury, and Yinfeng didn't take this little injury to heart. He saw Kangxi's dusty appearance, and his brows were full of tiredness that could not be concealed. He couldn't bear to let Kangxi be tired again, so he said softly Said, "Ama hasn't rested yet, has she? Why don't you talk after a rest?"

Yinti beside him couldn't help but glared at Yinfeng, why don't you rest!He is still waiting for Huang Ama to praise and praise him, this rest, when will he wait?

Yinti glanced at the wound on Yinreng's right hand, seeing that Kangxi's attention was all on Yinreng, he couldn't help but feel a little sour.

"Since the injury was caused by inexperienced skills, the second younger brother should practice riding and archery skills. We all won the world because of our immediate kung fu. The second younger brother is the prince, and he will be the emperor in the future. Naturally, there is no slack!"

Yinti was afraid that Kangxi was going to rest, so he complained, "I heard that my second brother hasn't practiced riding and shooting since his hand was injured, and he was bored writing and reading in the tent all day long. I have never touched bows and arrows! I can’t compare to my second brother who is good at avoiding injuries. These days, I dare not rest every day, and I practice riding and archery with the masters every day.”

Yinreng ignored the yin and yang in Yinti's words, and only smiled slightly: "In terms of bow horse riding and shooting, I am naturally inferior to elder brother."

Of course, he knew that Yinti had led the Adidas to race horses and shoot arrows every day in the past few days. To be precise, Yinti started to toss like this since the money was distributed from the palace.He knew very well in his heart that Yinti did not want to practice some riding and archery skills, he simply used this method to flaunt his ambition to win.

Kangxi ran all the way, and when he came back, he didn't even take a break. When he passed the Minister of the Ministry of Households and Industry to see him, he clearly stated that he wanted the elder brother and the prince to come to see him. I know that the two children are safe and sound, but I still want to see with my own eyes how the two children are doing.

Unexpectedly, when someone called him, he saw that Yinreng had injured his hand, and his heart ached. In the letters Yinreng wrote back to him, he never mentioned his hand injury.He was feeling distressed here, and it was fine if Yinti didn't comfort him, but he didn't love his younger brother, instead he said such a lot of insignificant things, which made Kangxi feel unhappy, pointed at Yinti's nose and started scold him.

"Yinfeng injured his hand, how can he practice riding and archery! You only sprained your ankle last time, and it took three months. I have never forced you to practice riding and archery!"

Yinti is such an old man, and he still can't speak. Kangxi felt that if he seriously cared about his son, he would be pissed off by his words, so he waved his hand and stopped talking, and let Yinfeng come closer, cautiously He lifted the gauze on his tiger's mouth and looked at the wound inside. Seeing that the wound had healed as Yinfeng said, Kangxi was relieved, and wrapped the wound with gauze as it was, and then whispered, "This wound Don’t touch it even if it’s itchy. When the flesh inside grows, the scar will fall off naturally. Don’t practice riding and archery for now, and it won’t be too late to practice after the injury heals.”

After Kangxi finished speaking, he glanced at Yinti, who was hanging his head, and said slowly: "Yinfeng is two years younger than you, and it should be no better than you in riding and shooting. You are older than him, and you are the eldest brother. , don’t say you care about him, why do you have the nerve to show off your riding and shooting in front of him! Is there anyone in the world who is like you!”

Yinti was so proud that he lost his sense of propriety and spoke out. After being reprimanded by Kangxi, he was regretting his slip of the tongue. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that these words could only be thought in his heart, and he could not say them in front of Kangxi. of.Seeing Kangxi's careful inspection of Yinreng's wound, he was still upset, but he didn't dare to speak frivolously anymore, so he could only lower his head and put on a look of deep knowledge of his mistakes.

"Ama said that the son knew he was wrong."

Kangxi hasn't seen his two sons for nearly a month, and he couldn't bear to be too harsh when they met, so he just waved his hands casually and didn't care about it, but Yinfeng who was on the side said at this time: "Brother is kind, Huang Ama don't care about it." Blame him. Although my son delayed riding and shooting, he didn't dare to delay other homework, and he did everything according to Ama's request."

"Your hand is injured, can you still write?" Kangxi was amazed. Yinfeng injured his right hand. He couldn't practice riding and shooting, so naturally he couldn't write.

Half a moment later, Kangxi recalled that Yinreng's reply to his letters was timely every time, and he couldn't write, so he thought that he should find someone to write the letters, so he said with a smile: "Didn't you find someone to write these words for you?"

Yinfeng smiled and didn't answer Kangxi's words. He just summoned the piano sweeper standing by the door, and showed Kangxi all the words he had written these days from the tray: "Ama will know after looking at it. Hand injury It makes sense not to practice riding and archery, but if he doesn’t write, then his son will be really lazy and lazy, and his son will never dare to do this. However, although the quantity has been completed, the quality is not good. Ama blames me, and I also I dare not say anything."

When Kangxi saw what he said, he didn't ask any more questions. He just patiently took the characters and read them carefully one by one. It's crooked, it doesn't look like a character at all, you can barely make out the shape of the characters.Although the ones at the back are better, they are still not as straight as the ones at the front.

Kangxi looked at it for a while, then went back to look at the words on July 28th. He remembered that that day happened to be the day when the capital earthquake started. Hurt?"

Yinfeng nodded: "Yes."

That day, he was disturbed by Yinti's words, which is why he was broken by the bowstring.

Kangxi didn't know this, so he thought of going to the other side. Since it was an earthquake, it was not difficult to understand why he was injured, so he sighed immediately: "That's no wonder."

He stared at the word for a while, thinking that Yinreng never said that the word was written by someone else, and carefully observing the direction of the writing, the two characters, one side upright and one crooked, should be written by Yinreng, Kangxi frowned : "This character...was written by you with your left hand?"

Seeing Yinreng nodding with a smile, he also thought about it in his heart. At first, he thought about the crooked words on Yinreng's reply letter, and thought they were written by others, but the incident before him solved his doubts. It turned out that the words on Yinreng's letter Not someone else ghostwriting, but he wrote with his left hand.

There was praise and distress in Kangxi's eyes, he looked at Yinfeng and sighed: "Well written! Good!"

He couldn't say anything else, he just felt that he was an excellent prince.If you work so hard and make progress, why worry about not being successful in the future?

Yinfeng laughed and said, "My son can't write well, and the left hand needs to be practiced."

Kangxi nodded. He really needed to practice again. He didn't let go of Yinfeng's handwriting, and turned to look at Yinti: "What about your homework?"

Yinti stared blankly at Kangxi, as if he didn't understand what Kangxi meant. Kangxi became angry when he saw him being so stupid. He was able to speak well just now. When he asked about homework, he pretended to be stupid. He couldn't hold back for a while. Angry, he roared: "I asked you about your homework?!"

Yinti was frightened by this yell: "Son... the son didn't bring it."

"Then what are you here for? Just to say a few sour words?!" Kangxi stared at Yinti, "Why are you still standing there! Why don't you go back and bring it to me!"

Yinreng watched Yinti's figure galloping out of Qianqing Palace, with a vague smile on his lips, Suo'etu was right, big brother is not smart.

Of course he knew that Kangxi was thinking about the matter of donating money in the palace, and he probably called him to ask about it.He also knew that Yinti came here for this purpose, if he didn't bring homework, Kangxi would definitely ask this question as soon as he opened his mouth, and that would fall right into Yinti's arms.

He knew that Yinti would never bring homework to distract Kangxi when he was in a hurry.That's why he came here with his homework.

Kangxi really didn't have time to ask them about their homework, but in Kangxi's heart, their homework was more important than anything else.As long as he brings his homework, Kangxi will definitely ask about his homework when he sees it. If Yinti doesn't bring his homework, he can't do the job, so Kangxi will definitely send him back to get it.

In this way, only he and Kangxi were left alone in the Qianqing Palace. If Kangxi wanted to ask about the donation in the palace, he could only ask him.