sbdcsierra Chapter 464 What's wrong? Are you that vengeful?
Chapter 464 What's wrong? Are you that vengeful?
New Year's Eve is here, so how far away can the first day of the Lunar New Year be? This year's New Year's Eve family dinner was no different from previous years, except that the 13th and 14th were missing because they were leading troops away from home. It started at 7:00 PM and lasted until about 1:45 PM.
After the family banquet, everyone naturally went back to their own homes and to their own mothers. In fact, they went back to their own mothers in a very real sense. When Yinzhuo and Yinzhen returned to Yonghe Palace, where their mothers lived, they heard bursts of laughter coming from inside before they even entered the gate.
"Fourth Brother, hurry up and come a few steps. I want to go in and see who has the ability to make Mother so happy. Look how loud Mother's laughter is. We can hear it clearly even before we go in."
Yinzhuo was the first child that Consort De personally raised and cared for. Needless to say, she doted on him. He also had a silver tongue from a young age and was good at coaxing people. Therefore, he was the only one who could make his mother laugh so uncontrollably.
Yinzhen glanced at Yinzuo, who was pulling him towards Yonghe Palace, and sighed helplessly. He quickened his pace to keep up with him.
"Oh my, Mother, you seem to be in a good mood today! Come on, tell me, who is this wonderful person who made you so happy?"
There's really no need to bother searching, since that capable person is still in his grandmother's arms right now, isn't he? Yinzhuo glanced at his son, took a few steps over and pulled him up from Consort De's arms, then casually pulled up a chair and sat down next to his mother.
“Mother, didn’t you always say that your son was the one you loved most? Look at all these years, and you’re already only hearing the laughter of newlyweds. It’s true, your son is no longer your only little darling…”
It's true what they say about women's hearts being unfathomable. Despite Yinzhuo's performance, which he considered a masterpiece of singing, recitation, acting, and martial arts, his mother didn't even glance at him. Instead, she reached out and pulled Hongxu, whom Yinzhuo had pushed aside, into her arms, treating him like her precious darling.
Yinzhuo was not angry at failing to win the emperor's favor. He looked up at the crowd watching the commotion, got up, walked to his wife, and pulled her over.
"It doesn't matter if my mother doesn't love me, because I have a wife who loves me now. I just wonder if someone who doesn't have a wife will cry if his mother doesn't love him anymore?"
Well, Yinzhuo's words immediately stunned Hongxu, who had just been nestled in his grandmother's arms and looking at his father defiantly. What, is he so vengeful? You are no longer your mother's only little darling, but I still am.
Over the years, Yinzhuo had been spoiled by Kangxi and his brothers, and was now thirteen or fourteen years old. Why would he tolerate or indulge him? Seeing the incredulous look on his face, he immediately glared back triumphantly.
"Alright, Yinzhuo, you're such a grown man, why are you arguing with a child? Don't worry, although you're no longer my only little darling, I still love you..."
Yinzhuo was just teasing the child and didn't really intend to compete for favor. Now that his mother has offered him a way out, he naturally accepted it.
“Alright then, since you still love your son the most, Mother, please make the red envelope for tomorrow's New Year's greetings bigger, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to feel your overwhelming maternal love…”
To be honest, at this moment, Consort De's maternal heart wavered for a moment. If it weren't for New Year's Eve, she probably would have gotten up and chased Yinzhuo around with a feather duster.
"Hmph, why did you pull this stunt right from the start? So that's what you were planning. Let me tell you, no way. Even Hongxu and Hongming know to copy a sutra as a token of respect to me. And you? You come here empty-handed and expect to ask me for a red envelope? Dream on."
Look, now is the time for Yinzhuo to show off his intelligence and talent. Luckily, he was prepared in advance. Upon hearing this, he immediately took out a booklet that looked like a memorial from his pocket, walked over and placed it in front of his mother.
"Hmph, Mother, you're biased but won't admit it. Do you think your son is the kind of heartless person? The reason those two brats, Hongxu and Hongming, thought of copying this scripture to make you happy is because they saw me copying it. Mother, your son's heart is now completely broken. It won't heal without two big purses."
Although she knew that Yinzhuo's sad and upset expression was an act, the moment she saw the scriptures, Consort De couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of guilt. She reached out and pulled Yinzhuo to sit down beside her, then poked his forehead.
"You, you're over thirty years old, why are you still acting like a child? Alright, don't be so disheartened. It's just two red envelopes, right? Your mother will have someone make two big ones for you right away."
To be honest, Hongxu, that little rascal, got a lesson from his father today. If I remember correctly, I took out the scriptures first, so why did he take two before I even got my purse?
Yinzhuo naturally saw Hongxu's indignant little eyes, raised his hand to beckon him to his side, and patted his head.
"Son, is your little head full of big question marks right now? It's okay, you'll get used to it. Let's not talk about anything else, just in terms of familiarity, you and your grandma have only known each other for a little over ten years, while we've known each other for over thirty years. So it's normal that you can't compete with me, isn't it?"
Is this normal? Although his father's words made sense, Hongxu felt that something was not quite right, but he couldn't think of anything to refute them for the time being, so he could only reluctantly agree with his father's statement.
Having just finished "wooing" his son and received two large purses, Yinzhu was in an exceptionally good mood. He strutted around with his two purses, clearly trying to look smug, before finally finding a seat next to Yinzhen.
"Here, we'll split it in half when we meet. You can have one of the purses Mother gave me. Fourth Brother, don't forget to make me an even bigger one when we get home tonight."
Well, Yinzhuo's calculations are practically jumping into Yinzhen's face, but as the saying goes, the two brothers are both willing to give and receive. Look, isn't our Crown Prince accepting this bribe quite willingly?
After his successful high-stakes gamble, Yinzhuo's good mood soared, to the point that he ate too many dumplings at the New Year's feast. Seeing Yinzhuo pacing around the house with his belly, everyone could only think three words: "He brought this on himself."
Once the fourth quarter of the hour of midnight had passed, it meant that the New Year's Eve vigil was over. Yinzhu first arranged for someone to take his son, who was already half asleep, to the back hall of Yonghe Palace to rest. Then, yawning, he pulled his wife to his small courtyard in the South Third Palace to rest.