sbdcsierra Chapter 465 Ancestor, How Can You Be So Favoritistic?
Chapter 465 Ancestor, How Can You Be So Favoritistic?
For Yinzhuo, the first day of the Lunar New Year was absolutely the most important day of the year. Early in the morning, before dawn, our Prince Zhao got up, dressed himself up like a festive purse, and then led Dexi to his father's Qianqing Palace.
"Hey, why are you here so early today? Have you had breakfast yet? This morning must have been tough. If you haven't eaten, sit down and have something."
Yinzhu didn't go to sleep until after midnight yesterday, and he got up very early today. The fact that he's not yawning all the time is all thanks to the basin of cold water he drank earlier.
Although I didn't have much of an appetite, after thinking about what would happen that morning, I sat down and picked up a piece of steamed bun to eat.
Don't let Yinzhuo's current somewhat confused mind fool you; he's incredibly adept at tricking his father. The moment he pulls out the scriptures, his father is so moved that he's all smiles, and the rewards he receives immediately double.
"Father, you still love me the most. Yesterday, I spent half the day singing, reciting, acting, and beating around in front of you to trick you out of two purses. Today, I haven't even done anything yet, and look at this! Not only have I got the purses, but I've also gotten so many other things..."
Yinzhuo was always very open in front of Kangxi, and he never held back his words, saying whatever came to mind. So, is it really something to be proud of to use sweet talk and deception to win red envelopes? Is it really okay to say it out loud like that?
Whether it was good or bad to be so smug is another matter, but Kangxi was quite satisfied with his son's candid demeanor in front of him. After listening to Yinzhuo's boasting with a smile, he got up, straightened his clothes, and led Yinzhuo towards the front hall.
When Yinzhi and his son arrived at the study hall, Yinti, Yinreng, and other princes were already waiting there. When they saw Kangxi leading Yinzhi over, they quickly stood up, bowed, and greeted him.
After a period of chaos and turmoil, the large flower hall finally quieted down a bit. Kangxi sat in the head seat and watched as Yinzhuo showed off his two newly acquired oversized purses to his brothers one by one before getting up and leading his sons outside.
The fixed routine for the first day of the Lunar New Year is to worship heaven and ancestors. By the time all this is done, it is already bright outside. If you think that's the end of the work, you're sorely mistaken. All that work in the morning is just a small appetizer.
At least for Yinzhuo, the New Year's greetings at Shou Kang Palace were the highlight of the day. As in previous years, once he arrived at Shou Kang Palace, Yinzhuo's smile never faded. He and Yinqi sat on either side of the Empress Dowager, working together to make the old lady very happy.
The old lady was not short of money. When she was in a good mood, the rewards were naturally doubled. As a result, Yinqi and Yinzuo, the two grandsons she was most proud of, made a fortune.
"Grandmother, how can you be so biased? Why is it that when we both copied scriptures, Father got two big purses while I only got one?"
Yinzhu was feeling smug when he suddenly heard Hongxu's words and became unhappy. How was this favoritism? Everyone loved him because of his extraordinary personal charm, didn't they?
"Hey, what's wrong with you, kid? Have you forgotten what Father told you at Yonghe Temple yesterday? I've known the Ancestor for over thirty years. If she doesn't favor her, why would I favor you, someone I've only known for a little over ten years?"
Upon hearing Yinzhuo's words, Hongxu was immediately speechless. He raised his hand to his eyes, made a face at his father, bowed to the Empress Dowager, and then turned and pulled Hongming beside him, running towards Consort De.
Hongxu, being Yinzhuo's son, had truly mastered Yinzhuo's mannerisms after years of being influenced by him. With a beaming smile, he charmed all the maids and servants, making them beam with joy. Soon, the tray held by the little eunuch behind him was overflowing with his food.
Watching Hongxu flit around the room like a butterfly, Yinzhen felt as if he were seeing Yinzuo from more than ten years ago. He shook his head vigorously to dispel this terrible thought before looking up at Yinzhen and the others sitting to the side.
"Sigh, no wonder people say that dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, and rats' sons know how to dig holes. Look at Hongxu now, doesn't he look just like Sixth Brother when he was a kid? Look at the smile on his face, isn't it exactly the same as Sixth Brother's?"
Although what Yinzhen said was the truth, Yinzuo simply didn't want to hear it.
"Yin Tang, didn't I tell you before that if you can't speak, then just shut your mouth and be a mute? Don't force me to get up and beat you up when I'm in such a good mood now."
Yinzhen just wanted to make a joke; he had no intention of actually challenging his sixth brother's authority. Upon hearing this, he quickly put his hand to his mouth to indicate that he would shut up.
Yinzhuo had watched Yintang grow up since he was a child, and he knew exactly what kind of person he was. Seeing that Yintang was behaving himself, Yinzhuo naturally wouldn't hold it against him. The brothers chatted for a while until Kangxi got up, then they went over to pay their respects to the Empress Dowager and take their leave, and followed Kangxi to the front to attend the banquet.
The New Year celebrations were never easy, no matter the era. The banquet started at noon and lasted until the end of the afternoon. After Kangxi returned to the Qianqing Palace, Yinzhuo, who had been holding on by sheer willpower, could no longer hold on.
"I'm so tired, Father. I'm exhausted and sleepy. I feel like my bones are about to fall apart. I'm going back to sleep for a while. You've been working since before dawn, so why don't you go and get some sleep too?"
Yinzhuo usually stayed in the side hall when he came to Qianqing Palace. The side hall was only a few steps away from the main hall. Even if he was half asleep, Yinzhuo could find his way there. He greeted Kangxi and saw him nod. Yinzhuo then called Wanquan, who was following behind him, and asked him to help him down to rest.
Yinzhuo's sleep quality was excellent; he slept straight through dinner and didn't get up until late the next day. During the New Year, there were endless banquets in the palace, which Yinzhuo usually disliked. So he simply had Dexi pack his things, told his father, and moved back to his own residence.
As the saying goes, it's not cold when it snows, but it's cold when the snow melts. The weather is already cold in the first month of the lunar calendar, and after several light snowfalls, not only are the roads difficult to travel on, but the weather is also getting colder.
Yinzhuo had been living a life of luxury all these years, and he was afraid of both the cold and the heat. When it was cold and the roads were slippery outside, he was even more reluctant to go out. He spent his days either staying at home with a short fishing rod to mess with the few fish in his room, or teasing his son Hongxu in various ways. The little guy finally couldn't stand it anymore, and before the fifteenth was over, he had his things packed and went to his fourth uncle's place.
"Sigh, why is Hongxu so easily amused? He's already come and gone, what am I going to do? Dexi, what do you think, should we go to the palace for a few days too?"