[Qing Chuan] The daily life of the seven princes

Hearing Yinyou's apology, Celen was taken aback for a moment, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.Then he blushed and stood there bewildered.

When he entered the palace, his grandfather told him that the emperor's princes are all very precious. They have received a good education since childhood, with both civil and military skills, and thoughtful etiquette.

After letting him enter the palace, he must be cautious in his words and deeds, cherish the gift given by the emperor, study hard, and don't offend the princes, let alone have conflicts with the princes.

He has always kept in mind his grandfather's advice to him, and he can't understand Chinese and Manchu, and he doesn't know what they are talking about.

But this seventh elder brother, he can chat with himself in very fluent Mongolian.

Chatting and chatting, for some reason, the topic came to Galdan, and he was brought together with his ancestors, which was simply the greatest insult to him.

That is his greatest enemy in this life. He once swore that when he grows up, he must kill Galdan and take back his homeland.

Now he can't do anything, he can only live under the fence.

He thought that the princes were very arrogant. After all, they were the sons of the emperor, and they were second only to the emperor in status in the whole world.

But I didn't expect that the seventh brother just said the word "apology" to him so naturally.

Obviously, he suddenly stood up angrily in class and slapped the table just now, and he was the one who disturbed the order in the living room. After learning about the hatred between himself and Galdan, the seventh elder brother even took the initiative to apologize to himself!

Yinyou moved over from the other side, looked at him carefully, then stood from his right side to his left side, tilted his head to look for a while, and suddenly said: "You must not be a girl."

"???"

Celen raised his head and looked at Yinyou blankly: "Gu... girl?"

Yinyou's body remained the same, buttocks and back against the pillar: "Then why are you blushing?"

"I..." Celen raised his chin, "I am a warrior on the grassland, not a girl."

Yinyou asked: "Then you must be very good at kung fu."

"Of course, among my clansmen, those who are about my age, or even older than me, are at least inferior to me in archery, wrestling, and boxing."

"So powerful?" Yinyou was dissatisfied, "Then I'm going to compete with you."

Celen blushed again: "Now?"

"Of course not!" Yinyou glanced back, "Master Zhang is angry, but he is the chief master of the study, and he wants to sue Ama."

Having said that, the little guy sighed in frustration: "I'm going to be punished again."

"..."

Yinyou leaned against the pillar, Celeng stood straight aside, the two of them stood like this at the door of the study all morning, until the class was finished inside.

The princes were not very willing to play with Celeng. Firstly, the language was a little difficult. Secondly, he was a Mongolian after all, and he was from Mobei. The Khalkha Mongolian tribe that had almost no marriage with the Qing Dynasty was naturally unfamiliar.

But Yinyou is a person who never asks about his background when making friends. It doesn't matter who he is, as long as his character is good and everyone has a common topic, then they can become friends.

After all, in the deep palace, apart from brothers and sisters and haha ​​beads, it is difficult to make new friends, and he cherishes having such a one.

At noon this day, after class, everyone was waiting for lunch.

Because the weather is getting colder and colder, the first snow of the year fell in the capital last night, and the little princes were all chatting in the room.

Among the brothers, Yinyou has always been the focus of attention, and there will never be a lack of topics to chat with him. As long as he opens his mouth, he can firmly grab everyone's attention.

After what happened that day, Celen seemed to have a fledgling affection for Yinyou, because only Yinyou talked to him in the past few days, so he felt a sense of social dependence on Yinyou.

Yinyou was lying on the table and talking to Celen, but Brother Nine behind him called him several times, but Yinyou didn't agree.

Brother Nine and Brother Ten suddenly surrounded him and whispered something in Yinyou's ear.

Yinyou glared at the two younger brothers, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense, go play."

Brother Nine and Brother Ten held him: "No nonsense, Brother Seven, can't you smell it? He smells all over him."

Elder Brother Ten on the other side also said: "Look, he hasn't changed his clothes for a long time, and his hair is also in strands."

Yinyou pushed them aside with one hand, "Shut up!"

Personal hygiene is indeed a problem, but Yinyou has been to the grasslands many times with Kangxi. He understands that water is a scarce resource on the grasslands. Nomads live in yurts, and it is not convenient to take a bath.

This is a living habit developed in the living environment. The ancestors of the Manchus were still hunters. They hunted and fished in the mountains every day, so they didn't necessarily pay much attention to personal hygiene.

Yinyou turned his head to look at Celen again, and found that the other party was sitting at his desk as if nothing had happened, studying a few Chinese characters seriously.

It suddenly occurred to me that the brothers usually spoke Manchu, which Celen couldn't understand.

But if he doesn't understand it now, it doesn't mean he won't understand it in the future. He has been studying in the study, so he can't communicate with everyone all the time.

In fact, Yinyou can also see that the fifth brother, sixth brother, eighth brother and Baotai are not willing to play with him, but they are older and will not express their inner thoughts.

One day, Celen will learn Manchu and Chinese, and he will understand why everyone alienates him.

Although Celen has been studying for several days, he has not yet integrated into the environment of the study room. He does not have a companion or haha ​​beads. He walks alone every day, and he has to walk a long way after school Go out of the palace and go back to the house.

On this day, they still went to Jingshan to learn riding and archery. When they got on the horses, Celen seemed to have returned to his hometown in the prairie. When they clamped the horse's belly and yelled, the horse seemed to be stimulated by something. rushed out of the crowd.

The horse inspector had just prepared that horse for him, and Wen Da originally wanted him to get familiar with it, but who knew that he grew up on a horse since he was a child, so he knew the habits of horses like the back of his hand.

Even if Celen was riding an unfamiliar horse, his riding skills were far superior to those of the other princes.

The key point is that they are not only good at riding horses, but also good at archery.On the back of a horse moving at high speed, with both hands off the reins, the left hand holds the bow, and the right hand holds the arrow. In the blink of an eye, several arrows are shot in succession, and each arrow can hit the bull's-eye of a different target.

The princes were stunned, even the eldest brother who no longer studied with them, did not have such skills in riding and shooting.

Yinyou patted him on the shoulder: "As expected of being a descendant of Genghis Khan, amazing!"

Celen scratched his head with a smile, a little embarrassed: "When Galdan came to attack us, I was not yet nine years old, and I went to the battlefield with my grandfather."

Yinyou frowned, how could he go to war with his grandfather when he was less than eight years old, he was almost ten years old, he went to the battlefield for a walk, everyone scolded him when he came back, and was punished to kneel in the Taimiao for one night.

Yinyou has always had a question: "Where are your parents?"

"My mother died when my younger brother was born a few years ago. My father led the tribe to fight against the Junggar army and was shot and killed by Galdan."

"..."

It was only then that Yinyou realized that it wasn't that he was unmatched in bravery at the age of eight and was able to go into battle and kill the enemy.

It was because all the middle-aged men in the tribe had already died in battle, and in the end only the underage children and the elderly were left.

They had no choice but to mount their horses and weapons to defend their clansmen and homeland.

Yinyou thought of their 60 troops, of Se Geyin who was trembling on the battlefield and fled before the battle, of his Guo Luomafa and his uncle who were already five or sixty years old and had to go to battle in person, and of his uncle's last Although the Ulan Butong battle was finally declared a victory, their casualties were far more severe than that of Junggar, and the key was to allow Galdan to escape successfully.

In just a few decades since the Manchus entered the customs, their once unstoppable elite soldiers of the Eight Banners have been reduced to this point. If they are not taken seriously, sooner or later, Galdan will make a comeback and continue to invade the border of the Qing Dynasty.

Although everyone didn't think highly of this boy from the grassland, they still expressed their admiration for his ability in riding and archery, which was far superior to others, and applauded him.

The eighth elder brother praised: "Sure enough, he eats beef and mutton. A warrior who grew up on horseback will become a general in the future."

Yinyou turned his head to look at him, not understanding why he said that.

Then I heard the ninth elder brother say to the tenth elder brother: "If we don't study, and ride horses and shoot arrows every day, we can be so good."

Elder Brother Ten smiled naively: "I have to study, and I ride horses and shoot arrows every day."

Yinyou walked between the two of them, and put his arms around someone's shoulder: "How did you do yesterday's math homework, will the binary linear equation be solved?"

"..."

It is impossible not to study, even if you do not practice riding and archery, it is impossible not to study.

Conquering the world can rely on riding and archery skills, but governing the world can only rely on reading more.

Yinyou went back and thought about it for a long time, until he heard that Kangxi had issued an edict to the tribes in the grassland, calling for a meeting of nobles from various Mongolian tribes in Dolunnuoer next year in order to strengthen the border defense north of the Great Wall and the management of Khalkha Mongolia.

Kangxi will personally preside over the meeting of the princes of Mongolia Ketu.Various tribes including Tuxietu Khan, Jebtsundamba Hutuktu and others will also participate, and Celen's grandfather is naturally among them.

Kangxi took in the three grandparents of Celeng and their remnants, gave him a mansion, and allowed Celeng to study in the inner court.Of course, it is impossible to simply do good deeds.

Even if their homeland was occupied by Galdan, they were still tribal leaders and had certain prestige among the tribes of Mongolia.

There is bound to be another battle between them and Galdan, and Celen, bearing the hatred of extermination, will definitely go out with the army.

Maybe one day he will return to his homeland, become the leader of the tribe, and maybe marry one of his older sisters or younger sisters.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and it had been snowing for several days. Yinyou saw that Celeng's ears and hands were red from the cold, and he had to go to the gate of the palace to take a carriage home.

So, he suggested to the other party: "Why don't you go back and live in my yard, I have a vacant room there."

Celen shook his head: "If I don't go back, grandpa and brother will be worried."

Yinyou sighed: "Could it be possible that you were sent to the palace as a proton, and if you don't go back for a day, you will be worried that we will harm you?"

"Proton?" Celen frowned, obviously he hadn't learned this word at his Chinese level, "What is that?"

"That's..." Yinyou slapped himself on the forehead, "What the hell is he? I'll send someone out of the palace to send a message to your grandfather, saying that brother Qi will let you stay for one night, the head office will do it."

He is so warm and hospitable, Celeng is a bit dull, he is a dull gourd, and he is often fooled by him.

Yinyou thought he was stupid, but in fact he wasn't stupid. Sometimes the other brothers got playful and wanted to play tricks on him, but Celen didn't fall for it at all.

He will believe whatever Yinyou tells him.

"Then... that's fine."

Yinyou kept him because he wanted to coax him into doing something he might not want.

But at the beginning, Yinyou didn't say anything.

The two of them returned to elder brother's place, Yinyou's small courtyard.Celen looked around curiously, there were eunuchs working, and everyone was busy.When everyone saw Brother Seven coming back, they rushed forward one after another, some lifted the curtain for him, some made tea and served him snacks...

Celen recalled his days in the grassland. Although he was the grandson of the tribal leader and other people respected him, no one surrounded him all day long and took care of him like this.

Yinyou asked Zhao Cheng to come over, whispered a few words in his ear, and Zhao Cheng took the order to go.

Yinyou took out a spike tree from his purse and showed it in front of Celen's eyes: "It was given to me by a friend of mine on the grassland. After all, he is my distant cousin, and now he is my eldest brother-in-law." .”

Celen looked at the wolf tooth with his hand, nodded and said in affirmation: "It must be a Mongolian warrior who can kill wolves and pull out the wolf tooth. This is his trophy, and he is willing to give it to you." You show that he values ​​you as a friend."

Yinyou put away the wolf teeth: "Naturally, I also gave him a silver tumbler, which was given to me by the prince's brother, but he seems to like "Li Taibai Collection" more, I haven't seen it for several years I’ve passed him, I don’t know how he speaks Chinese now.”

Celen listened to him quietly, there were a lot of new words in it, which he couldn't understand, but he could feel that Yinyou had a very good relationship with this friend.

"If you like, I can also hunt wolves in the future and give you the fangs."

"Eh..." Yinyou scratched his head, "What do I need so many spikes for?"

"..."

Celen lowered his head, and there was a flash of disappointment on his face. It turned out that Brother Qi didn't like Langya, he just liked his friend.

At this moment, Zhao Cheng came in through the curtain, followed by four eunuchs, each of them holding something in their hands.

Zhao Cheng first put two teacups in front of Yinyou and Celeng, then put a few dishes on the table, and then stepped aside.

Celen looked at the things on the table, including fried rice, Urimo, yogurt, and dried beef.Open the tea bowl, inside is steaming Mongolian milk tea.

The half-grown boy was just at the age where he could eat a cow.The two of them were in a turmoil, but after a while, they ate the Mongolian food on the table into their stomachs.

Perhaps it was because the charcoal fire was burning too much, so Yinyou took off his jacket and only wore a snow-white unlined garment.

He is a very fair and delicate little prince, carved in powder and jade, and looks beautiful.

When I was young, because of my round face and a little fat, I walked like a snowball rolling on the ground.

Now that he has grown up, he has become firmer after being drawn, but he is still white and clean. He looks like a pruning bamboo and a sword. Anyway, he is not the type of boy Celen from the grassland has seen.

Yinyou turned his head and asked him, "Aren't you hot?"

Celen nodded: "A little bit."

Yinyou said: "Then take off your clothes."

Celen shook his head. He was wearing a leather jacket on the prairie. Although it was not so delicate and beautiful, it was frost-resistant and durable, and it would not break if you fell on the grass.

"Celeng," Yinyou sat down and looked at him, "Have you ever thought about changing into our clothes?"

Celen shook his head: "I won't change."

"why?"

"I was born in the grassland and grew up in the grassland. I am a son of the grassland, and I will return to the grassland one day."

"Yes," Yinyou nodded, "but that's not something you can go back in a day or two, you still have to live in the capital for a long time."

Celen lowered his head and said nothing.

Yinyou continued: "You change into our clothes and study with us, we are friends now."

Celen asked him, "Isn't it now?"

"Yes, it's still the same now." Yinyou bit his lower lip and thought about his words, "I mean, this way you can better integrate into us, my brothers, we will get along together for a long time in the future, and you can't I haven’t communicated with you all the time.”

"Can I blend in with you by changing into your clothes?"

Yinyou lowered his head and fell silent.

That's not necessarily true, even brothers who grew up together can't all play together.

Celen suddenly asked: "If I insist on wearing my own clothes, will you still be friends with me?"

"Yes, of course!"

"..."

The next day, Yinyou went back to Chengqian Palace to pay respects to the imperial concubine. The little guy was sitting at the table, still thinking about this question.

The imperial concubine stretched out her hand and scratched his chin, like teasing a puppy: "What's the matter, do you have something on your mind?"

Yinyou roughly told her about Celen: "Look, the brothers all think that he is out of tune with us, and he doesn't take a bath, and he always smells like him, so he doesn't want to play with him. But, we sit together You can’t always be like this when you study at home.”

The imperial concubine looked at him and sighed: "Why are you so worried? Isn't this how people get along with each other? If you meet, you get together; How can we barely get together if we don’t understand the language?”

After finishing speaking, the imperial concubine realized that she and her son were actually discussing two topics, and she was almost led into a ditch by his son.

"Xiaoqi, if you just want your friend to pay attention to personal hygiene, then I think you can mention it to him from the side. After all, paying attention to personal hygiene is for your health."

"However, if you just want the other person to put on your clothes and live like that now, to please and integrate into your environment, then I think you should respect his personal wishes, what do you think?"

"..."

Yinyou didn't speak, and sat there thinking for a while: "I think you're right. But how can I mention it to him sideways, will he be unhappy?"

The imperial concubine smiled and said: "Then you can use your actions to change him, starting from a few hours."

Yinyou kept E Niang's words in his heart, every day at noon, he and Celeng had lunch together, and took the meal money with him to wash their hands.

"My mother-in-law said that illness comes from the mouth, and you must wash your hands before eating."

As soon as it snowed, he invited Celen to live with his elder brother.After shoulder training early in the morning, he must go back to his room to take a shower and change clothes.

"When you are sweating, you must take a hot bath and put on clean clothes, so that you are comfortable and will not get sick."

Within a few days, he found that Celen had changed into a new robe, and he would change it every few days, and his hair was no longer in strands, but tied neatly behind his head.

But his skin is dark, Yinyou can't tell if he has taken a bath, but he can't smell anything.

Yinyou touched his shiny forehead, and suddenly had a question, what would he look like if he had hair.

It's been a long time, and sometimes Yinyou didn't pay attention to grab the snacks and put them in his mouth, but Celen would remind him: "Seventh brother, you didn't wash your hands."

"..."

Yinyou smiled awkwardly: "I forgot."

"Disease enters through the mouth, you said."

"Uh... Once in a while, it's okay."

Celen frowned, and took away the snack in his hand: "No, wash your hands first!"

"..."

In November, good news came from the elder brother's mansion that Dafu Jin gave birth to a little princess.

Kangxi was promoted to be a grandfather, and he was quite happy. He gave the eldest brother some rewards, and told the news to the Empress Dowager. This year's Chinese New Year will be five generations under the same roof. It is indeed a happy thing.

Then, this incident passed so calmly, Concubine Hui, the grandmother, had never seen the emperor, nor received any favor from the emperor, not even a word.

Concubine Hui seemed both happy and not so happy.Urge Elder Brother to work harder, before the prince gets married and Yuqing Palace doesn't have any concubines, hurry up and give birth to the emperor's eldest grandson next year.

The elder brother nodded on the surface and said yes, but he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

Since the Battle of Ulan Butong, the emperor now values ​​him even more and entrusts him with many errands.Especially for next year's Mongolian ministries meeting, the emperor asked him to assist in handling it.

The emperor's father had entrusted him with such an important matter, so he didn't have time to think about anything else.

On Yinyou's birthday, he got an unexpected birthday present.

When Kangxi came to Chengqian Palace, Yinyou was making snacks with the imperial concubine.Hearing that the emperor was coming, the mother and son quickly put down what they were doing and came to the front yard to greet him.

Kangxi looked his son up and down, smiled and said to the imperial concubine: "I used to worry that he would not be tall, but now you see, he is not shorter than others."

The little guy gestured: "I will grow up to be as tall as Ama in the future!"

Kangxi laughed loudly when he heard his son's words: "Look at your elder brother, he is taller than Ama now."

According to the calculation of the imperial concubine, Kangxi's height is about 176 centimeters, which may not be a big deal in a few hundred years, but at that time it was already far higher than the average height of men.

Eldest brother is a martial arts practitioner, he has trained well since he was a child, so he grows naturally fast.

Yinyou has also practiced swordsmanship with Mr. Fu for several years, and his height has grown rapidly in recent years.In the past, he was not as tall as the eighth elder brother, let alone the fifth elder brother who was almost a year older than him.

Now several children stand together, but Yinyou is the tallest one.

Kangxi took a sip of tea, and then said: "Although you should be punished for running to the front line without authorization, you have already realized your mistake by making you kneel in the Taimiao for a night. Both Prince Yu and Tong Guowei praised you for your meticulous observation, He is also good at thinking and well trained, and he will definitely be a military genius in the future."

This praise Yinyou is very fond of hearing, with a proud expression of "they are right": "I just said, I will definitely be the bravest Batulu in the Qing Dynasty!"

The little guy raised his arm to show Ama and Erniang the muscles on his arm.

Kangxi continued: "So I plan to invite you another master to teach you the art of war."

"Ah?" Finding another master means that there is another door to go, "But I already have many masters."

"This one is different. This is a general who has really been on the battlefield and won many battles."

Having said this, Yinyou's interest was aroused. He was still worrying about this a while ago, Mr. Fu could only call him Art of War, and he had no actual combat experience.Ama actually found him a general as his teacher.

The little guy couldn't wait to ask: "Who is it?"

"He is Zhang Yong, Marquis of Jingni, the head of the Four Han generals in Hexi."

The little guy looked blank: "I haven't heard of it."

Kangxi snorted and said, "Of course you haven't heard of it. He resigned from office a few years ago, and I left him in the capital. After much deliberation, find someone to teach you how to fight. He is a good candidate. "

Yinyou was very happy, and immediately bowed and clasped his fists: "I thank you, Ama, for your kindness."

The imperial concubine stood aside and remained silent.Putting a hand on his son's shoulder, he calmly led him to his side.

His son is only ten years old, and his own father actually wants to find a teacher to teach him how to lead the army to fight?

The point is that this is not an era of peace. There have been several battles in the past ten years, and there is a high probability that there will be more battles in two years.

She had a little understanding of Concubine Hui's mood at that time, no mother would let her son go to the battlefield.

Even if they knew, perhaps they only needed to sit in the big tent to command in their identities, and they didn't have to go to the front line in person.

But with his son's temperament, he dared to go to the front line alone at a young age. If he really became a general, he must be the one who took the lead.

But, seeing her son so excited, what can she say?

How did she comfort Concubine Hui?This is the duty and responsibility of the princes. When the war comes, they should go to defend their home and country.

At this time, Yinyou had already chatted with his Ama, and what they were talking about was the battle of Ulan Butong.

The little guy witnessed the whole battle, and analyzed to his Ama: "Our elite soldiers of the Eight Banners are not as powerful as imagined."

These words hit the emperor's pain point, Kangxi couldn't hold back his face, and sat there with a gloomy face, without saying a word.

The imperial concubine hurriedly stopped her son: "Xiaoqi!"

Kangxi said coldly: "Let him talk."

""Analects of Confucius-Zilu Pianshuo" Good people teach the people for seven years, and they can be defeated. If you don't teach the people to fight, it is called abandoning them. Junggar's army is more well-trained, braver, and more experienced than ours. .We were able to defeat them this time because of the large number of people, sufficient firearms, and faster supply of food and grass. Next time, it may not be so."

Junggar has the support of Tsarist Russia, although the Russians did not stand up and send troops for reinforcements, but secretly fanned the flames and sold weapons.

Indeed, as Yinyou said, when Junggar goes back to recharge his batteries and fight again next time, the outcome may be uncertain.

"Then what are you going to do?"

"They have muskets made by the Russians, and we are not people who do not deliberately manufacture firearms. We can let Master Dai Zi come back, continue to develop more powerful firearms, and then form an army to train them to use firearms and crack each other. fortifications."

"It's riding and shooting, but it's not that important. Everyone has guns and cannons with longer ranges. Who still shoots arrows?"

Kangxi was actually aware of this problem. Firearms are bigger and have a longer range. As long as there is enough ammunition, who will shoot with a bow and arrow.

Not long after, he summoned Dai Zi back and arranged for him to continue developing firearms at the Manufacturing Office of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Afterwards, the elite were drawn from the Eight Banners soldiers to form a firearms battalion.

Then he ordered the Ministry of War to strengthen the training of soldiers and the learning of military skills for generals, and added an assessment system.

Regardless of his clan, royal family, or Manchu nobles, if he fails the assessment, he will be dismissed to block the soldiers.

This year, Kangxi took the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager to spend the New Year in Changchun Garden.The windows there were all replaced with the plate glass that Yinyou said, and the sunlight can shine in even when the windows are closed during the day, which is very warm and suitable for living in winter.

On the first day when he came to Changchun Garden, Yinyou went to his glass house to have a look. The orange tree had grown a lot of fruit, bright red, like a little lantern.

Yinyou picked one off on his feet, and couldn't wait to peel off the orange peel and taste it: "Wow! This is delicious, and it tastes like the tribute from the south. How did you do it?"

The gardener smiled and said, "Brother Qi, this is no longer the original orange tree."

"what?"

"This is a new breed of minions after cultivation and grafting. With sufficient sunlight and a glass house to keep warm, there is such a new breed."

Yinyou nodded: "Good job, you can plant something else. Concubine Yang especially likes that... lychees."

The gardener wondered: "This really can't be planted, and the servant has never seen it before."

"Yiqi Hongchen concubine smiled, no one knew it was litchi." Yinyou smiled, "I haven't eaten it either, I must try it if I have the chance."

"Then grow sugar cane instead."

He ordered people to pick all the oranges from the tree and sent them to Ningchun Hall himself.

Before anyone entered the door, the voice first reached the ears of the Empress Dowager: "Ukuma Mama, Ukuma Mama! Take a look, what I brought you."

The Empress Dowager was overjoyed when she saw it: "Isn't this an orange?"

"This is the orange I planted for you, and it's finally ready to eat!"

When Lagu Su Ma heard this, she walked over from the other side of the room: "Hey, oranges are really grown in the capital."

Yinyou peeled one, and sent it to Mama Ukuma's mouth one by one: "Is it sweet?"

"Sweet, but sweet." The Empress Dowager said with emotion, "After so many years, I finally tasted this orange. Su Moer, you should try it too, it tastes really good."

Yinyou quickly peeled another one for Lagu Su Ma.

At this time, Kangxi came in from the door, and greeted the emperor's grandmother first.Seeing them enjoying the oranges again, he asked curiously, "Where did this come from the palace? Let the imperial grandmother eat it so happily."

Aunt Su Ma smiled and said: "Return to the emperor, this is planted by Seventh Brother himself."

Kangxi didn't wait for his son to open his mouth, and took it himself: "Then I have to taste it too."

"Wait a minute!" Yinyou took a step back holding the basket, "I have a question, and Ama can only eat it after she answers it."

Kangxi gave him a white look: "Eating you an orange still has to answer your question, so let's talk!"

"Last time you said that you would hire me a master to teach me how to march and fight. When will the master come?"

"What's the hurry, you have to let people celebrate the new year. Let's talk about it after the new year!"

Yinyou thinks about it, Ama is right, for those who celebrate the New Year, the study room will be suspended, and the master will also have to celebrate the New Year.

He put the basket on the table again: "Ama, you can eat."

This time Kangxi stopped doing anything, and nodded with his chin: "Peel one off for Ama."

Yinyou took an orange and peeled off the skin in twos and threes. Before Ah Ma could speak again, the little guy understood his intention.He took a piece of orange and handed it to his mouth: "Ama, open your mouth!"

The oranges fed by his son were probably sweeter, and Kangxi felt that the taste was better than the tangerines from the south.

On the night of New Year's Eve, after the New Year's Eve dinner, Kangxi accompanied the emperor's grandmother to listen to the opera in the theater.

Yinyou and his brothers and sisters were setting off fireworks by the lake. He felt that one by one was too slow, so he asked the eunuch to trap several fireworks together, light one, and the others followed into the air.

The gorgeous fireworks bloomed in an instant, and reflected on the lake surface to appear brighter, illuminating the entire sky like daytime.

The little princes and princesses behind clapped their hands and shouted: "Brother Seven is amazing, this firework is so beautiful, let's have another one!"

Yinyou was even more proud of being praised by his younger siblings, and released several more in succession.

It made other brothers have objections to him, fifth elder brother frowned: "Xiaoqi, you finished setting off the fireworks so quickly, why should we set off?"

"That's right, I haven't released two of them yet, let Brother Qi finish them all by himself."

"And me, I didn't let go of any of them."

The brothers worked together to coax Yinyou back from the lake, let him stand in the group of sisters, and watch others let go.

The fifth princess liked his seventh brother the most since she was a child. Standing beside him, she held his arm and asked, "Seventh brother, let's play Fei Hua Ling."

Yinyou hasn't played Feihua Ling for a long time. He remembers that it was a game that Rong Ruo coaxed him to play in order to teach him to recite poems when he was a child.

However, he was too young at that time, how could he have played the number one talented man in the Qing Dynasty? Every time he lost, it was Cao Yin who helped him get punished.

At that time, both Nalan and Cao Yin were just Luanyi guards beside Kangxi. He often went to the Qianqing Palace, and they had a lot of time to accompany him and teach him to recite poems.

Now one is in the Ministry of Rites and the other is in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Each has their own errands, and one is busier than the other. He can't remember the last time he saw these two people.

"Seventh Brother, Seventh Brother!" Fifth Princess shook his arm, "Are you playing or not?"

Yinyou came back to look at her, and said with a smile, "Fireworks have become youthful, and Shuangxue is looking for sick people."

"Qinai's style is in debt, and the fireworks department will inevitably fail."

"Go back to Songshan Road, the fireworks cover the grass."

"In the blink of an eye, the fireworks are empty like a piece of brocade, but in the end the wealth and wealth are like dust."

Yinyou said again, "The east wind puts flowers and thousands of trees at night, and it blows down, and the stars are like rain."

The fifth princess beat him: "Where is the word 'firework'?"

Yinyou said differently: "Without the word 'firework', isn't it talking about fireworks?"

The fifth princess pouted: "I don't care, anyway, if there is no word 'firework', you lose and you have to be punished."

Yinyou could see that she couldn't figure it out, so she made trouble here unreasonably: "Okay, okay, I'm being punished, tell me, how do you want to punish me?"

The fifth princess rolled her eyes: "Then punish you for doing somersaults."

"I'm not a monkey. If you want to watch somersaults, go to the theater to watch. There is a big disturbance in the heavenly palace."

The fifth princess refused to give up, and came to hit him on the chest with a small fist. Yinyou tapped his toes and jumped out a foot away. The fifth princess chased after him again, but she couldn't catch him.

The two quarreled for a long while, and suddenly they grabbed Yinyou's robe with one hand: "Xiaoqi!"

Yinyou turned around and saw that the person pulling him was the fourth princess.

The fourth princess raised her chin towards him, telling him to look over there.

Yinyou looked over according to her instructions, and found that the second princess was sitting alone on a big rock, with her head down, wondering what she was thinking.

It's Chinese New Year, why does she have a sad look?

Yinyou turned his head and asked the fourth princess: "What's wrong with the second sister?"

The fourth princess pulled him and walked over together, and the two of them sat next to the second princess.

Yinyou was surprised and said: "Second sister, you are crying!"

The second princess wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief: "It's all right."

"It's okay, why are you crying?"

The second princess turned her head to one side: "Can't you be happy during the Chinese New Year?"

Yinyou suddenly thought of a word: "Weeping with joy? Years don't happen every year. Are you so happy?"

The fourth princess held her forehead and said to herself: "You idiot, shut up quickly."

But the second princess said: "This is the last year I will spend with you all."

"..."

It was only then that Yinyou suddenly realized that the second princess was actually better than the elder brother.