AWB Chapter 337 Fake Bandits Encounter Real Bandits During Robbery
Chapter 337 Fake Bandits Encounter Real Bandits During Robbery
Yinzhuo had previously said that his elder brother and his gang were like locusts swarming across the land, slaughtering him like a landlord and rich man. But now that it's his turn, he's doing the same thing. He's just as ruthless when it comes to robbing his father. Look how little time has passed; the pile of things in the open space in front of Kangxi's warehouse is almost equal to the total amount that Yinti and his gang took.
“Akshang, Dachun, take these two baskets of persimmons to the Fujin’s place. She likes to eat these, but persimmons are cooling in nature, so she shouldn’t eat too many. Remember to tell Chunxiang to keep an eye on her and not let the Fujin eat too many at once. Hatu, Haqixian, take these baskets of pears and oranges back to our Shufeng Pavilion first, and have Dexi give some to my mother. Also, send some to your Thirteenth Prince’s and Fourteenth Prince’s residences as well…”
Since the 13th and 14th sons left the capital for the past six months, whenever Yinzhen received anything new or interesting, in addition to the Consort De and the Empress Dowager, he would always share a portion with the 13th and 14th sons' families. In Yinzhen's words, "As long as people are here, there will be goodwill." Now that the 13th and 14th sons are not in the capital, Kangxi rarely sees them, so he will inevitably neglect them when there are any rewards. In any case, they are helping him out now, so it is only right for him, as their older brother, to take care of their families in the capital.
To be honest, the thirteenth and fourteenth princes were really something else. Just a few days after Yinzhu sent the things to their residence, he received an urgent letter from them in Fujian, along with several tightly wrapped boxes.
"Fourth Brother, you're right that I had foresight. I knew those two lads would try to get my hands on those chilies, so I specially ordered some to be planted. Look, here comes the letter. But the climate in Fujian is different from here, so the chili sauce might spoil if we send it over. Here's what we'll do, Dexi, take them down to rest first, then go to the storeroom, select some good quality chilies and pack them up. Then go to the Imperial Kitchen and get a recipe for making chili sauce. I'll prepare some other things here and have him take them to your Thirteenth and Fourteenth Princes as well."
After Dexi received the order and led the guards out, Yinzuo beckoned Yinzhen to join him in walking to the several tightly wrapped boxes. The Thirteenth Prince had already stated in his letter that the boxes contained some local seasonal fruits, but he hadn't specified what was inside. So Yinzuo was now itching to open the boxes and see what was inside.
The boxes were all wrapped in thick cotton quilts, presumably because the guards had wrapped them themselves after arriving in the north, fearing the cold weather would damage the contents. Because they were wrapped so tightly, it took quite a bit of effort to unwrap them. Once the servants had finally finished removing the insulation from the outside of the boxes, Yinzhuo immediately ordered the boxes to be opened one by one.
The contents of the box were all familiar to Yinzhuo: longan, papaya, sugarcane, pomelo... These fruits, which are commonplace in modern society, were extremely rare in the dead of winter in the Qing Dynasty.
Now that we've seen the items, the next question is how to distribute them. Don't be fooled by the fact that there are so many boxes of stuff; there are just too many people to divide them up.
"Alright, now it's time for the exciting part of dividing the spoils. Don't worry about Father Khan. Thirteen and Fourteen mentioned in their letters that they sent gifts separately, so those things should have been sent to Qingxi Study by now. Akshan, take some men and divide these things into twenty portions, then send some to Chunhui Hall and my mother's place..."
The actual situation was pretty much as Yinzhuo had imagined. Although there seemed to be a lot of things, there wasn't much in each person's hands. Akshang was quite efficient and quickly distributed the things according to Yinzhuo's instructions. Yinzhuo watched the servants take the things and leave before beckoning Yinzhen, who had been standing beside him, to return to his seat.
"Sixth brother, didn't you keep a copy of those things for yourself?"
You heard right. Yinzhuo gave away all the things in the box, keeping none for himself. Of course, you don't need to feel sorry for him. The reason he didn't take any was simply because the other people didn't care about those things.
"No need, didn't Thirteen and Fourteen already say in their letters? They gave Father a separate portion as a token of their respect. I can just go to Father's place to get whatever I want to eat..."
What does it mean to kill a conversation with just one sentence? This is exactly what Yinzhuo did. His words immediately silenced his brother. Yinzhen had only one thought in his mind at that moment—I'm just being a completely unnecessary person to worry about you.
The day after Yinzhuo and his group divided the spoils, the rewards from Kangxi's side also arrived. Considering that Kangxi was going to reward people, the gifts that the thirteenth and fourteenth princes presented to Kangxi were more than those from Yinzhuo's side. However, when everyone received their gifts, they were surprised to find that they were actually less than what Yinzhuo had sent the day before.
"You're asking where all those things went? Haha, your question is clearly unprofessional. The answer is obvious: they were all sent to his precious son." Yin Zhi looked at the boxes and boxes of fruit piled on the floor of Yin Zuo's flower hall, his mouth truly contorted with rage. If he weren't still not ready to die, he would definitely go to his father and unleash his lion's roar right now. "No, I'm still your biological son, aren't I? Is there really such a big difference between a biological son and a son born of one's father?"
The difference between love and not love was displayed so vividly by Kangxi at this moment. Anyone with eyes could see the difference clearly. Yin Zhi also knew in his heart that even if he jumped into a vat of vinegar, it would be in vain. After all, even if he was about to drown in that turbulent vat of vinegar, his father would still think he was swimming there.
"Little Six, my heart is ice-cold right now. If you don't give me my original Wang Xizhi painting, I'm afraid I'll have to stay here for ten days or half a month..."
"A staged accident? Good heavens, isn't this a case of fake bandits encountering real bandits? A perfect match!" Upon hearing Yin Zhi's words, Yin Zuo immediately became interested, stood up, and approached his third brother with a grin, asking.
"Third Brother, where do you plan to lie down? The waterside pavilion, the study, the flower hall, the warm pavilion, or my bedroom? You pick a place, and I'll have someone set it up right now. Don't worry, Third Brother, just lie down. I'll have someone bring you food on time. There's just one thing we need to agree on beforehand: if you say you'll lie down for ten days or half a month, then it has to be ten days or half a month. Not a single day less. If you have to get up in the middle, can I borrow your very precious fan to play with for a few days?"
Well, Yinzhuo's brilliant move has put his third brother in a difficult position. If he answers yes, his precious fan will probably be gone forever; if he answers no, he will definitely not be able to get his hands on Wang Xizhi's original work.
"Hey, you're treating me like a mythical creature that only takes in but never gives out. Even if I can lie there to eat, can I lie there to use the toilet? Third Brother isn't playing this game with you. Anyway, the only thing that can warm my heart today is your calligraphy copybook. So, just tell me if you're going to give it to me or not."