nashuaworldcup Chapter 349 Today was indeed another amazing day.
Chapter 349 Today was indeed another amazing day.
That's why they say Yinzhuo was Emperor Kangxi's own son, isn't it? Look, he proved it with his actions. If you mess with Yinzhuo, even if you're the overlord of the grasslands, you've kicked a hornet's nest. Starting the day after Yinzhuo returned from his encounter with the wolf pack, Emperor Kangxi organized a large-scale purge of the wolf packs within a hundred miles of the camp. Only after confirming that the danger had been minimized did he feel at ease letting his precious darling continue to roam.
"I travel a thousand miles away, listening to the wind singing celestial music. Time has changed, but my heart remains free. I sing across ten thousand miles, the bright moon is with me, and the distance awaits me..."
As the saying goes, "Eating hotpot, singing songs, having a few drinks, and chatting." Although Yinzhuo can only accomplish half of both of these things now, it obviously doesn't affect his good mood at all. It has to be said that our Sixth Prince truly deserves to be called a walking encyclopedia of Chinese songs. Look, he can find a suitable tune anywhere.
"Hey Sixth Brother, if you're really that free, can you get up and lend a hand? Look at this, the meat's almost burnt. And could you bring me a few of those ice basins? I'm sweating buckets while I'm tending the fire, is it appropriate for you to be singing like that?"
Yinzhuo sat up, glanced at the grumbling Yintang, and lay back down. He beckoned Dexi over and pointed to the ice basin in front of him, asking him to take it to Yintang. Then he stretched out his leg and kicked Yinxi next to him, signaling him to pull him up.
“Little Nine, how dare you ask me that? Let me ask you, was the meat you’re roasting made by me, Anda? Was the fruit you’re eating picked by my guards? Was the ice basin you’re using taken from Khan Ama? What’s wrong with you, someone who doesn’t work for anything, roasting some meat? Look at Altai and Little Ten, aren’t they sweating buckets by the fire in the sweltering heat? I haven’t seen them complain at all.”
What a wonderful way to get something for nothing! Sixth Brother, do you want to hear what you just said? The meat was from Altai, the fruit was picked by Akshan, and the ice basin was from Khan Ama. At least I got to roast meat. What about you? What did you do? Have you forgotten that you were just lying there leisurely singing? When it comes to getting something for nothing, I'm definitely not the one who gets to do it.
But no matter how much Yinzhen resents him, it doesn't change the fact that he's a coward in front of his brother. One glare from Yinzuo, and Yinzhen instantly becomes flexible and adaptable. Fine, it's just barbecue, isn't it? That's his specialty…
Yinzhen's claim that he was best at grilling meat was no exaggeration. After all, his mouth was so annoying that he had been punished by his sixth brother many times over the years. Compared to simple and brutal corporal punishment, Yinzhen clearly preferred a more joyful approach. So, grilling meat by the stove on hot days became a regular occurrence for Yinzhen. Practice makes perfect, and with so many instances of this joyful approach, Yinzhen's skills naturally improved. Look at the meat he's grilling now—it's truly delicious!
"Altai, stop what you're doing and come try some of the meat skewers my little Jiu grilled. Let me tell you, his grilling skills are exceptional, especially his control over the heat. Of course, he owes his current skill to me. If it weren't for my discerning eye, this gem of a barbecue world like my little Jiu would have been overlooked. Altai, you have no idea, my little Jiu..."
Having navigated the business world for many years, Yinzhen had seen countless shameless people, but it was truly rare to find someone as thick-skinned as his sixth brother, whose face was impenetrable even by cannon fire. Watching Yinzhen boasting to Altai, Yinzhen even considered getting up and singing him a song. What would he sing? Just the same few lines his sixth brother used to sing—"Listen to me, thank you, because you have warmed the four seasons..."
"So full... Today was another amazing day..."
There's a saying that goes, "When things reach their lowest point, they begin to rise again," and Yinzhuo's wow-like delight didn't last until the next day.
"Your Majesty, please wake up! Someone from the Imperial Household Department has arrived. They say His Majesty wants you to go there immediately."
When Yinzhu was shaken awake by Dexi, he was still a little dazed. As Dexi helped him sit up from the bed, he instinctively reached out and stretched to help him get dressed. It wasn't until he was almost dressed that he belatedly realized what Dexi had meant. He immediately forgot about putting on his shoes and ran barefoot towards Kangxi's tent.
It's no wonder that Yinzhuo was so flustered at this moment. The fact that Kangxi summoned him in the middle of the night was unusual. Given Kangxi's favoritism towards Yinzhuo, he would never have sent someone to disturb Yinzhuo's rest in the middle of the night unless something extraordinary had happened. So what could have happened in the imperial tent in the middle of the night?
The first thing Yinzhuo ruled out was assassination. After all, if Kangxi had been assassinated here, the camp would have been in chaos by now. The fact that it was so quiet around him meant that his father had summoned him here because the thing he had been most worried about had happened. But that didn't make sense either. Didn't the night watch at the tent happen on the way back to the capital? It was only mid-August, and there was still a long time before they returned to the capital.
When Yinzhuo arrived at the entrance of the imperial tent with his heart pounding, he found his unfortunate brothers standing there looking completely bewildered. Yinti, Yintang, and Yinxi, upon seeing Yinzhuo, hurriedly came to greet him.
"Sixth Brother, you've finally arrived. Father Khan sent someone to summon us in the middle of the night, but when we arrived, he told us to wait outside the tent. You're usually closest to Father Khan, do you know why he summoned us?"
Not to mention that even Yinzhu himself was completely clueless at the moment, could he possibly say anything now, even if he had guessed it? Yinzhu was preoccupied with Kangxi's condition inside the imperial tent and had no time to chat with Yinti and the others. He reached out and pushed aside Yinxi who was blocking his way, and was about to walk into the imperial tent, but he stopped after taking only a few steps.
"Big Brother, Little Nine, Little Ten, although I don't know what happened inside the imperial tent, something that made Father Khan summon us all in the middle of the night must be no small matter. Once we're inside, you must remember to be careful with your words and actions, especially Big Brother and Little Nine. Father Khan is probably furious right now. If you can't control your mouths, believe me, the consequences will be unbearable. Little Ten, you're usually the most discreet. Keep an eye on them when we go in. It's better to be mute than to talk nonsense, understand?"
Yinzhuo gave special instructions to Yinti and Yintang for two reasons. First, because historically, when the crown prince was deposed for the first time, Yinti did indeed make a mistake due to being too complacent, which eventually led to his imprisonment. Second, because he, this butterfly from another time, had accidentally sent the thirteenth and fourteenth princes, who were supposed to accompany him on this trip, to Fujian. He was afraid that Yintang, who couldn't keep his mouth shut, might accidentally say something that would cause trouble and fill the vacancy of the thirteenth prince in history.