AWB Chapter 381 A Smile, Ah, Youth!
Chapter 381 A Smile, Ah, Youth!
Kangxi didn't take Yinzuo's sending his child to Yinzhen for tutoring too seriously. After all, in his view, what was wrong with Yinzhen, as the older brother, helping his younger brother take care of his child? It was only natural.
While Emperor Kangxi remained indifferent to the matter of Yinzhuo sending his son to be tutored by Yinzhen, it caused a huge uproar among his brothers, Yinti and Yinzhi. After all, this was a common occurrence, even among ordinary families, where both parents were alive and the child was sent to be tutored by the elder brother.
"Hey, big brother, third brother, you guys just don't understand. I don't know if you've ever heard the saying, 'A smile makes you ten years younger.' It means that only when people are happy can they live a long life. You all know what kind of person my son is. If I keep him in this house, he'll make me age prematurely sooner or later. Look at all the daffodils in my house, he's practically wiped them all out. And look at all the fish in my tank, he's probably fed them so much they're all going to get high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and high blood sugar. And look at my face, do you see these fine lines around my eyes? I'm only thirty years old, I'm still a baby, how can I have fine lines?"
Baby? A baby who is one year and 348 months old, right? Yinzhen glanced at Yinzuo, who was looking at himself in the mercury mirror, and then looked at the row of daffodils in Yinzuo's room that had been pulled bald. Suddenly, he felt his temples start to ache again. However, this also proved that what Yinzuo said was true. Indeed, only by being happy can one live a long life.
Emperor Kangxi was not an emperor who could stay in the capital. It was only the first month of the lunar calendar, and it was still cold outside, but he had already started making arrangements to move to Changchun Garden. Of course, when he left, he would definitely not forget to pack up his personal pendant - Yinzhuo.
If you were to ask what the difference is between Yinzhuo living in Shufeng Pavilion in Changchun Garden and living in his Prince Zhao's Mansion, the only difference is that it's closer to his father's Qingxi Study.
As the saying goes, "an army marches on its stomach," and before Yinzhuo and his entourage officially arrived at Changchun Garden, they had already sent people to work with the servants left behind in the garden to clean up the entire place. So when Yinzhuo and his entourage arrived, the ground was clean, the rooms were warm, and even the leaves that hadn't fallen from the trees outside had been knocked down.
"Dexi, go and have someone find my deck chair and move it to the lakeside. The weather is nice today, let's go fishing at the waterside pavilion later."
The saying "A leader only needs to say something, and his subordinates will run themselves ragged" truly applies to any era. Because Yinzhu wanted to go fishing, the entire Shufeng Pavilion immediately became lively. Some people were moving chairs, while others were setting up tents by the lake. Before long, someone came to report that everything was ready.
To be fair, Dexi was truly meticulous. When Yinzhu asked him to simply move a reclining chair to the lakeside, he managed to set up a spacious and bright one-bedroom apartment for his master in a short period of time. Of course, you can't blame Dexi for going to such lengths; it's mainly because his master has such a precious and delicate constitution. If he were to spend an afternoon by the lake in the breeze, he would definitely be taught a lesson by evening, not even until tomorrow.
"Master, please check if there's anything missing. If anything is missing, I'll have someone prepare it immediately."
Yinzhu looked around. Recliner, low table, charcoal stove, tea and snacks, blankets and aromatherapy... everything he could think of and couldn't think of was here.
"I trust Dexi to handle things. You don't need to stand guard outside in this cold weather. Leave someone here and find a place to rest. If you feel cold, ask someone to add some charcoal. We have plenty of charcoal here."
Yinzhuo was quite patient today, fishing until dusk. Of course, unsurprisingly, his afternoon was a wasted effort. Yinzhuo was quite indifferent to the fact that he had fished all afternoon and ended up empty-handed, after all, winning and losing are common occurrences in war.
Since he was staying at Changchun Garden, Yinzhuo naturally had to eat his three meals a day with his father. Although his father didn't catch any fish, his appetite had increased considerably. In addition to the regular food, he also ate a lot of fruit at dinner. After this feast, Yinzhuo naturally lived up to expectations and was stuffed.
Kangxi was utterly speechless as he watched Yinzhuo clutching his stomach and spinning around. What kind of family is this? How could you be so hungry?
"Look at you, so pathetic. I didn't feed you, or I restricted your food intake, yet you're starving like this? Alright, stop hanging around me. If you're really feeling bloated, I'll have Liang Jiugong send someone to fetch Physician Wang to take a look at you."
Putting aside how shameful it was to call the imperial physician because he was too full, the name "Imperial Physician Wang" sounded like a monstrous threat to Yinzhuo. The old man seemed quite kind, but he was incredibly ruthless. His needlework was so swift that it didn't seem like he was sticking needles into acupoints, and the medicine he prescribed was so bitter that it didn't seem like it was meant for human consumption.
"No need, Father. I just ate a little too much. A walk will do the trick. There's no need to call the imperial physician. Besides, if word got out that I called the imperial physician because I ate too much, what would become of my reputation? It's not that I'm useless. It's just that I overslept and missed lunch. I wasn't very hungry then, so I didn't eat. In the afternoon, I was busy fishing and felt hungry, but I still didn't have time to eat. By the time I finished fishing, it was almost dinner time, so I tidied up and came straight here. I'm starving! Don't worry, I promise I won't do that again..."
Emperor Kangxi knew what kind of person Yinzhuo was. Knowing that he was afraid of taking medicine, Emperor Kangxi did not force him. He got up and accompanied him for a stroll around Qingxi Study. Only when he saw that Yinzhuo was not in so much pain did he feel relieved and let him go back to rest.
Dexi's worries were indeed not unfounded. No matter how well he prepared, Yinzhuo spent the afternoon by the lake, and with the indigestion at dinner, his delicate body still gave him a hard time in the middle of the night.
"Wow...wow...if I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have been so greedy at dinner...Dexi...wow...go get me a hot water bottle, my stomach is churning so badly..."
Yinzhu was vomiting and had a fever, and it wasn't until almost dawn that he felt a little better. In order not to disturb Kangxi's rest in the middle of the night, when Dexi went to invite the imperial physician last night, Yinzhu specifically told him to avoid the imperial physician Wang. But there's a saying that goes, whether it's bitter medicine or an old man with a white beard, they may be late, but they will never be absent.