vstars Chapter 531 What nonsense do you remember? You're only good at 6?
Chapter 531 What nonsense do you remember? You're only good at 6?
Ever since he learned that the Empress Dowager might not live much longer, Kangxi put aside all his affairs. Fortunately, Yinzhen was quite capable of handling state affairs, and with Yinti and the others helping him, he could rest assured.
When Kangxi moved to Chunhui Hall to look after the Empress Dowager, Yinzhuo simply followed suit and moved there to look after his father. As the grandson raised by the Empress Dowager, Yinqi naturally couldn't be absent either. No sooner had Kangxi and Yinzhuo arrived than Yinqi moved in as well.
If you ask what a person's wish is when they get old, it's nothing more than to have a house full of children and grandchildren, and relatives by their side. Now that she is sick, her children and grandchildren are all by her side, so the old lady is naturally happy.
There's a saying that goes, "When a person is in a good mood, their health naturally improves." The old lady was happy, so her health naturally recovered quickly. Seeing that the Empress Dowager's health was getting better day by day, both Emperor Kangxi and Princes Yinzhi and Yinqi could finally relax a little.
But as the saying goes, fortune may be a harbinger of misfortune, and misfortune may be a harbinger of fortune. Yinzhuo originally thought that the old lady had escaped a calamity this time, but unexpectedly, after entering the twelfth lunar month, the empress dowager's condition suddenly worsened.
Seeing that even the highly skilled Imperial Physician Wang was kneeling on the ground with a worried expression, saying that he had no way to help, Kangxi no longer held any hope. He waved his hand and sent everyone in the room out, then pulled up a chair and sat down next to the Empress Dowager, taking her hand and saying...
"Your Majesty, your son will take you back to the palace now..."
Although the Empress Dowager wasted her life in that high-walled compound, if you were to ask her where she felt the strongest sense of belonging, besides her homeland on the grasslands, it would probably be that magnificent prison.
When Kangxi ordered them to return to the palace, his subordinates naturally dared not delay. In less than a day, Yinzhuo and the others were already standing in the courtyard of Shou Kang Palace.
As the saying goes, what is meant to come will come, and what is meant to leave cannot be kept. On the evening of the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Empress Dowager's condition suddenly worsened, and she fell into a coma. She passed away in just one day.
Even though he had made preparations, Kangxi was still overwhelmed with grief at the sudden passing of the Empress Dowager. He forced himself to finish overseeing the Empress Dowager's funeral and arranged for the Twelfth Prince to be in charge of the funeral arrangements before he could no longer hold on.
“Father, I know you’re feeling sad right now, but even if you’re sad, you can’t not eat, right? I’ve had some vegetable porridge made, please at least eat a few bites…”
After enduring so many days of hardship, Yinzhuo not only looked several sizes thinner, but his complexion was also extremely poor. However, compared to his own health, he was clearly more worried about Kangxi. As the saying goes, food is the foundation of life, and not eating is not a good thing.
Although Emperor Kangxi had little appetite, he still gave Yinzhuo face in the face of his plea. He took the porridge from Yinzhuo and drank it down in a few mouthfuls before handing the bowl to Liang Jiugong, who was standing to the side.
Yinzhu leaned over to take a look and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the porridge in the bowl was all gone. It was good that he was willing to eat; at worst, he could just replace the bowl with a bigger one later.
None of those who could stand in this court were fools. Judging from Kangxi's demeanor, he was quite concerned about the Empress Dowager's affairs after her death. Therefore, naturally, no one would want to cause trouble for themselves at this time. After all, if they didn't handle things well, Kangxi could really send their entire family to serve the Empress Dowager in the afterlife.
The Spring Festival of the 57th year of Kangxi's reign was quite somber due to the passing of the Empress Dowager. Kangxi was still ill, and even the usual family banquet at the Qianqing Palace was hosted by Crown Prince Yinzhen.
Yinzhuo was not in a good mood or health at the moment, so he was too lazy to go to the front to join in the commotion. After all, during the New Year, besides worshipping heaven and ancestors, the most important thing was the dumplings.
Yinzhuo had someone knead the dough and prepare the filling, intending to personally make dumplings for his father for the New Year. However, to his utter surprise, Liang Jiugong went out alone, but when he returned, he was followed by a long line of followers.
"Sixth Uncle, Father and the others are busy up ahead and can't leave, so they specially sent us nephews to keep Father and Sixth Uncle company on New Year's Eve. Sixth Uncle, judging from this, you're planning to make dumplings yourself. I wonder if we nephews will be lucky enough to eat some of your dumplings..."
Hey, how come you're so shameless? You see me busy here and don't even offer to help me, but you expect me to serve you? You want to eat the dumplings I made? Dream on! You're all dreaming!
"Forget about dumplings. See the filling that Eunuch Liang is holding? That's just enough for me and your father. If you want dumplings, that's fine too. I have one principle: self-reliance is the key. I can have someone prepare the ingredients for you, and you can make them yourself."
When Yinzhuo said this, Hongxi and the others were dumbfounded. "Sixth Uncle, do you want to hear what you're saying? Look at this group of us, does anyone look like they know how to make dumplings?"
Hongxi and the others wore troubled expressions. Yinzhuo wasn't blind; how could he not see? But as the saying goes, if you don't know how, can't you learn? You don't want me to serve you.
"Why are you all staring at me like that? Yes, you've all been pampered and spoiled since you were little, but did you think your sixth uncle was born knowing how to do these things? It's okay if you can't wrap a bag, we can learn to love. There's a first time for everything, isn't there? Let's all have more confidence in ourselves. Your sixth uncle believes in you..."
No way! You trust us, but we don't trust ourselves. Although making dumplings seems simple, why do we always feel that it will become an obstacle in our otherwise smooth lives?
Yinzhuo made it clear that he wouldn't serve them, and they couldn't go back to the banquet earlier. It seemed that Hongxi and the others only had two options left: either they would watch others eat, or they would have to fend for themselves.
This wasn't some grand restaurant for imperial grandsons, so Hongxi and his companions naturally didn't want to be shills. They could only instruct people to prepare dough and fillings for themselves.
As an elder, Yinzhuo naturally wouldn't stand idly by and watch his nephews worry about the filling and dough. He was very much like an elder, calling them over and personally teaching them how to make the dough, roll out the wrappers, and wrap the dumplings.
Yinzhuo's actions were swift and decisive, but upon closer inspection, his nephews all seemed like complete idiots. Well, what family doesn't have a bunch of slow learners? So, he patiently taught them again.
Yinzhu demonstrated it to Hongxi and the others from beginning to end, then looked up at the crowd beside him.
"Have you learned it all?"
Brain: Hmm, I've got it.
Eyes: Hmm, I've learned it.
Hand: You two shut up! What have you memorized? You're not even a pro...