vstars Chapter 241 It doesn't matter if a technique is old, as long as it works.
Chapter 241 It doesn't matter if a technique is old, as long as it works.
There's a saying that no parent in the world can outsmart their child. Even the mighty and domineering Emperor Kangxi couldn't win. After a long silent battle between father and son, it was ultimately the father, Emperor Kangxi, who compromised first.
"I must have committed many sins in my past life, otherwise how could I have such a scoundrel son like you in this life? Alright, stop pretending and get over here right now, or you won't be able to take any of these three paintings and calligraphies with you today."
Although Yinzhu had some backbone, it was clearly not much. As soon as he heard his father compromise, he immediately opened his eyes, got up, and strode towards Kangxi. The bright smile on his face made Kangxi's heart clench. This shameless little rascal...
“Father, your son is coming right now. Please don’t be angry. Getting angry is bad for your health. If you get sick from anger, your son will be heartbroken. If you ask me, you’re not losing out at all by giving your son these three paintings and calligraphies. You see, although you’ve lost three rare masterpieces, you’ve gained such a filial and good son as me. Thinking about it this way, don’t you feel much better…”
Thinking about it this way, Kangxi felt even more distressed. After all, whether his son Yinzhuo was good or not was another matter, but he was truly too filial. No, how could he have the nerve to say such a thing? Had he forgotten that it was precisely because of this filial son that he had lost these three masterpieces today...
What's that saying again? "Take a step back and the sea and sky will broaden..." Go to hell, why don't you take a step back? Kangxi was getting angrier and angrier. Looking at Yinzhuo's face so close to his own, he didn't hold back at all and pinched him.
"Yinreng, look at your younger brother, hasn't his skin gotten thicker lately? If we were to fight a war, wouldn't putting him at the front be worth 100,000 soldiers? You know anger is bad for your health, so why don't you try to anger me less? What I said before was right, I really do owe you..."
Now that Yinzhuo has benefited, no matter how much his father belittles him, he doesn't get angry at all. Not only is he not angry, but he can even smile and fawn over Kangxi. As mentioned before, Yinzhuo has a very sweet tongue and is good at flattering people. If he wants to coax someone, there is no one he can't coax. Not to mention that Kangxi already dotes on him, so how could he resist his sugar-coated bullets?
However, to appear less easily appeased, even though Kangxi had inwardly relented, he had to maintain a facade. So, no matter what Yinzhi said, Kangxi remained indifferent. Yinzhi, being the clever boy he was, immediately recognized his father's attitude and knew he was being coy. Fine, since that's how it is, don't blame me for using my ultimate weapon...
"Sigh, that's right. Look up and see, no one escapes the wrath of Heaven. Fortune really does turn around. As the saying goes, 'Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river.' Just now, Father was coaxing me, and now it's my turn to coax Father. It's alright. Since Father is angry, it's only right for his son to coax you. How about this, I'll tell you a joke. Under the bridge in front of the door, a flock of ducks swam by. Come quickly and count them: two, four, six, seven, eight. Father, do you know what these little ducks are quacking?"
Yinzhuo talked for a long time but Kangxi still ignored him. Undeterred, he sat down next to Kangxi, hugged his arm, and changed his tone to an extremely childish voice.
The little duck said, "Father, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, so sorry~~"
This time, not only Kangxi, but even Yinreng, who was sitting on the couch pretending to be sick, was amused by Yinzuo's childish and ridiculous behavior. Kangxi stopped pretending and reached out to tap Yinzuo's forehead while laughing, until Yinzuo's forehead turned red before he stopped.
"You little devil, you've been doing the same thing since you were a kid. All these years have passed and you haven't improved at all. Alright, you're all grown up now, and all you do is cling to your father and act cute all the time. What kind of behavior is this? Get away from me now, it's too hot."
Although Kangxi said it was ridiculous and he was feeling unbearably hot, he didn't actually try to break free from Yinzhuo's grip on his arm. Yinzhuo didn't take Kangxi's words seriously at all. As the saying goes, a mountain is not famous because of its height, but because of the immortals living there; water is not sacred because of its depth, but because of the dragons living in it. This trick doesn't have to be old, as long as it works.
Yinreng sat there watching Yinzuo and Kangxi fool around with a smile, a hint of envy inadvertently showing in his eyes. His sixth brother always told them to learn from him, but such intimate behavior was something they could never learn in their entire lives...
"Second brother, what are you thinking about? Are you feeling any better? Do you want to go back to Taoyuan Bookstore? I'll take you. Father, don't forget to have Eunuch Liang send that thing you promised to my son to Shufeng Pavilion later. Also, you cracked my head open today, shouldn't you compensate me in some way?"
Yinreng hadn't been the crown prince for nothing all these years. The moment Yinzuo and Kangxi turned their gazes towards him, the subtle emotions in his eyes were completely concealed. Upon hearing Yinzuo's words, he moved to the edge of the bed, put on his shoes, and stood up.
"Father, don't listen to my sixth brother's nonsense. I'm the one who angered you today, so it's only right that you discipline me. How could I possibly ask you for compensation..."
Yinzhuo had been trying to make conversation with Yinreng, who was lost in thought, but upon hearing Yinreng's words, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly. "Sigh, this little tune he's been taught can't even sing properly. Look how formal and distant his second brother's words are. With this kind of attitude, it's no wonder the relationship between you father and son is so strained."
As Yinzuo had expected, Kangxi's expression immediately darkened again after Yinreng said those words. In order to prevent the hard-won warm relationship between the father and son from becoming strained, Yinzuo hurriedly pulled Yinreng to bow and take his leave. It was only after walking quite a distance from Qingxi Study that their hurried steps slowed down.
"Second brother, it's not that I'm criticizing you, but you need to change your temper. Why were you being so polite with Father Khan just now? Otherwise, you could have gotten some more money from him. Sigh, I know he has an authentic Wang Xizhi painting in his private treasury. Don't you like it? Why didn't you take the opportunity to get it..."
Yinreng turned his head and glanced at Yinzuo, who was constantly feeling sorry for him. He smiled helplessly, raised his hand and tapped Yinzuo on the forehead, then walked past him while Yinzuo was still in a daze.
"Do you think I'm like you, so shameless? Besides, even if I wanted it, would Father give it to me?"
After catching up with Yinreng, Yinzuo raised his hand to rub his forehead, which had been throbbed by Yinreng. He did not agree with Yinreng's words. There is a saying that goes, "Thick skin can never get you anything, thin skin can never get you anything. Face is something you only need enough of; too much is useless."
"Second Brother, what you're saying isn't right. Why are you so embarrassed? Is Wang Xizhi's original not appealing enough? Also, don't underestimate yourself. You're making it sound like Father doesn't care about you at all. If you just swallow your pride and ask, Father will definitely give it to you. Second Brother, if you regret it, we can turn back now. We haven't gone far anyway..."