vstars Chapter 160 The scene was filled with the sounds of gongs and drums, and the crackling of firecracke
Chapter 160 The scene was filled with the sounds of gongs and drums, and the crackling of firecracke
Because the procession moved much faster, the journey that would normally take more than ten days was completed in just seven or eight days. When they arrived at their destination, Yinzhu was still asleep. After being shaken awake by Kangxi, he stared blankly at his father with drowsy eyes.
"Father, have we arrived?"
Sure enough, they've arrived. The imperial carriage has been stopped here for quite a while, and a group of people outside are eagerly waiting for Kangxi to get off. But why hasn't Kangxi gotten off? Of course, it's because his eldest son is currently sleeping in the doorway. It took Kangxi a lot of effort to wake the boy up. Now that he's awake, he quickly asked Liang Jiugong to bring a wet cloth, which he then slapped onto Yinzhuo's face.
"Hurry up and wipe your face to wake up. There are still a bunch of people waiting outside. If you weren't blocking the door, your second brother and I would have gone down long ago."
The handkerchief was soaked in ice water, and Yinzhuo was startled by it. However, he knew that a group of people outside were craning their necks to wait for his father to come down, so he obviously couldn't delay any longer. He took the handkerchief and wiped his face a few times, then threw it on the table next to him. As Liang Jiugong opened the car door, he quickly slipped behind Kangxi and Yinreng.
How to describe the scene outside? The line from the skit is the perfect description: it was a scene of deafening gongs and drums, firecrackers, and a sea of people. The scene was incredibly lively. As soon as Kangxi appeared, the crowd below knelt down in a rush, and the sounds of greetings rose and fell in waves.
Yinzhuo was now filled with regret. He wondered if he had lost his mind to come to his father's place for a moment of peace. If he had known this would happen, he would have stayed in his carriage. Even if he was bothered to death by the Fourteenth Prince, it would have been better than this. Now look what happened, he has really made a fool of himself today.
But it was obviously too late to say anything now. Yinzhu could only try to minimize his presence. After Kangxi called him to get up, he obediently followed him and Yinreng off the imperial carriage. Then, while everyone's attention was on Kangxi, he took the opportunity to sneak over to Yinti and the others.
"Not bad, Xiao Liu. How did it feel to be the center of attention just now?"
How did it feel? Faced with his elder brother's question, Yinzhuo seriously recalled the feeling of being the center of attention just now, and then couldn't help but shiver.
"Brother, I can only tell you four words—it feels like a thorn in my side."
Before Yinti, who had raised the question, could even comment on Yinzuo's answer, the unlucky Fourteenth Prince was already undermining his Sixth Brother's efforts once again.
"Sixth Brother is lying. Didn't you see the way everyone looked at you when you followed behind Father Khan and Second Brother out of the imperial carriage? You were so glamorous being stared at by so many people, how could you feel like you were being pricked by thorns?"
If it weren't for the inappropriate setting, Yinzhuo would have really wanted to crack open the Fourteenth Prince's head to see what was inside. This guy was supposed to be the future Great General? Did the enemy flee because they thought he was too stupid and were afraid of being infected by him?
"You have the nerve to say that? If I wasn't trying to hide from you, would I have run off to Khan's place? And you call that glorious? Are you stupid? Just you wait, I'll deal with you later..."
Before they knew it, the group had arrived at the camp. What followed was another round of pleasantries and fuss. The whole afternoon was busy, and neither were the brothers Yinti and his brothers. After dealing with the last wave of Mongolian princes who came to offer their advice, the father and sons breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh dear, I'm exhausted. I'm definitely not cut out for this. I'm already worn out after just one afternoon of helping you all. Father, I won't be coming tomorrow. I'm going to sleep in until... Oh dear, Father, why did you hit me again?"
Why would I hit you again? Don't you know why I hit you? Kangxi glanced at Yinzhuo, who was groaning and clutching his forehead, and said irritably.
"Enough with the nonsense. You'd better come here obediently tomorrow, or don't blame me for not giving you face. If you don't come tomorrow, I'll have the guards carry you from your tent..."
Yinzhuo received a resounding slap on the forehead from his father and was then threatened by him. How could he accept this? In any case, there were only his father, sons, and brothers in the imperial tent at the moment. Since there were no outsiders, Yinzhuo certainly wouldn't tolerate it.
"Ouch! Fifth Brother, help me up! My head is so dizzy! Father, don't blame me! I wanted to listen to you, but you lifted me too heavy just now, and I'm so dizzy... Oh no, oh no, I definitely won't be able to get up tomorrow..."
To be fair, although Yinzhuo's acting was a bit exaggerated, he actually fooled Kangxi and Yinti at first. You have to understand that he had really injured his head a few days ago. Although the imperial physician had diagnosed that there was nothing seriously wrong, who can be sure about the head? What's more, you just hit him. If it weren't for his last sentence revealing his true colors, Kangxi would definitely have ordered Liang Jiugong to summon the imperial physician by now.
Yinqi, who was nervously supporting Yinzuo, understood immediately upon hearing his words. He glared at him irritably and pulled Yinzuo's hand away from his clothes. Just as he pulled Yinzuo away, Kangxi came over with a ruler.
"Alright, you brat, you dare to tease me? Feeling dizzy? Want to sleep? Fine, I'll grant your wish..."
Kangxi was clearly furious with Yinzhuo. The previous accidents had given Kangxi a stress response to Yinzhuo's injuries. He usually couldn't stand Yinzhuo's unrestrained remarks, and now that Yinzhuo dared to joke about his health, he couldn't tolerate it any longer.
If it were Yinqi and his brothers, they would naturally not dare to dodge if Kangxi wanted to beat them. But Yinzhuo would never be stupid enough to stand there and be whipped by his father. As soon as he saw Kangxi coming with the ruler, he immediately moved his feet and ran behind his eldest brother.
"Look, look, why are you getting so worked up again? Didn't you keep this ruler in your study before? Why are you carrying it with you now? Could it be that you, Father, are truly a prophet who knew your son wouldn't behave, so you brought it here specifically to discipline him?"
Yinzhuo often chased and played this game with Kangxi, so he was quite adept at dodging his father's attacks. Kangxi chased him for a long time but couldn't even touch a hair on his head, which made him even angrier!
"Yinti, Yinreng, what are you two standing there looking at? Why don't you hold this brat down for me? Liang Jiugong, go and get a chair. This kid is as slippery as an eel. I'm tired of chasing him for so long."