nashuaworldcup Chapter 166 On the Actor's Self-Cultivation
Chapter 166 On the Actor's Self-Cultivation
As it turned out, Yinzhuo's choice was correct. His second brother was not only intelligent and bold, but also willing to cooperate with him. As soon as Yinreng heard Yinzhuo's words, he knew what he meant. He picked up a piece of roasted venison that Yinzhuo had requested and put it on a small plate next to him. Then he picked up the plate and handed it to Yinzhuo.
"Second brother has already tasted it. The imperial chef's skills are not very good. The venison is not only not flavorful, but also a bit dry. Sixth brother, if you don't believe me, try it yourself and you'll see."
With the meat practically offered to him, how could he refuse? Yinzhuo quickly reached out and took the plate from Yinreng's hand. Without even using chopsticks, he simply lowered his head and bit into the piece of meat on the plate. He squinted his eyes, chewed a few times, and swallowed, not forgetting to make a few pretentious comments.
"Second Brother is right, this stewed venison is a bit lacking. Second Brother, how about that plate of roasted lamb leg?"
"I understand, roasted lamb leg, right? That's easy." Yinreng reached out and put another piece of lamb leg on Yinzuo's plate. Goodness, with Yinreng taking the lead, things are about to get interesting.
"Sixth brother, fifth brother thinks this gourd chicken isn't very good today. You should try it if you don't believe me..."
"Sixth brother, try this braised pork. Why does this meat taste bland to me today?"
"Sixth Brother, I think this braised duck isn't quite right today. Would you like to try some?"
"Sixth Brother..."
Kangxi sat quietly in the head seat, watching Yinzhuo carry a plate around the room. Heh, according to them, all the imperial chefs in his kitchen were subpar today. But have they forgotten that there was an identical plate of the same dishes on his table?
Yinzhu didn't care what his father thought. He was very happy to be fed. Yinti, Yinreng, and the others, as Yinzhu's feeders, were also quite happy to be fed. After all, Yinzhu's little mouth was as sweet as honey, and kind words poured out like they were free. Who could resist that? Yinti couldn't resist, Yinreng couldn't resist, and judging from Yinqi and the others, it was obvious that they couldn't resist either.
"Burp... Okay, okay, let's stop here for today? My stomach really can't hold any more..."
After a hearty meal, Yinzhuo couldn't resist giving his father a provocative look. Kangxi immediately understood what the boy meant: "So smug, huh? I refuse to believe I can't teach you a lesson today!"
"Oh, it seems our sixth son is quite easy to feed. He can eat such terrible food with such joy. Alright, since you like this flavor so much, Liang Jiugong, go to the imperial kitchen and have the imperial chefs make another serving according to the flavors the princes just mentioned. Yinzhuo, since you like it, eat more. Your father will watch you eat here. You're not allowed to leave until you finish it..."
Upon hearing this, Yinzhuo nodded without any pressure. If they didn't want to leave, then so be it. Surely there was a place for him to sleep in such a large imperial tent. Anyway, he and his father had already exchanged a few blows, and he couldn't keep losing, could he?
Yinti and the others didn't stay long after the meal before heading back, as they didn't want to be caught in the crossfire. As for Yinzuo? It must be said that he had a bit of an actor's self-discipline. To avoid the unpalatable food, he decided to put on another act for his father. Glancing around, Yinzuo thought that besides his father's dragon bed, the most comfortable bed in the imperial tent was the one his father was sitting on. So, without any hesitation, he walked over to Kangxi's bed, took off his shoes, lifted his leg and stepped onto it. Then, he turned around, grabbed a cushion, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and began his performance.
"Father, call me when the food arrives. I'm so sleepy right now, I'll take a nap..."
Well, it seems this person really intends to stay here. Kangxi glanced at Yinzhuo, who had his eyes closed, and wanted to ask Liang Jiugong to go and pull him up, but he softened in the end. Oh well, let him sleep. Anyway, he had already hit him, why bother the child in the middle of the night?
When Yinzhu was woken up by Liang Jiugong early the next morning, he was still a little dazed. He hugged the quilt and lay on the edge of the bed, half asleep for a while before he came to his senses. Yes, he seemed to have pretended to be asleep yesterday in order to avoid eating that unpalatable food. Who would have thought that he would actually fall asleep after the meal, since he was already sleepy after eating.
"Eunuch Liang, I'll have to trouble you to send someone to my tent to get me some clothes later. The clothes I'm wearing are practically dried vegetables, and I really don't have the courage to go out and parade around in them."
The clothes that Yinzhuo was wearing did not look very good. Yesterday, when he was fighting with his older brother, the clothes were already wrinkled. What's more, he was beaten by his father afterwards. In addition, he slept in them all night. Now, the wrinkled clothes on Yinzhuo really resembled dried vegetables. No wonder he didn't have the courage to go out in these clothes!
“You have no courage. I saw how brave you were when you were making a scene with me yesterday. Look at you now, you don’t look like a royal prince at all. Liang Jiugong, send someone to his side to get his clothes. Yinzhuo, hurry up and go with Liang Jiugong to the back bathroom to tidy yourself up. Your third sister will be here soon.”
Yinzhuo knew without even looking in a mirror that his current appearance was probably not good, just by looking at his wrinkled clothes. He didn't want to embarrass himself in front of his third sister, so he obediently followed Liang Jiugong to the bathroom in the back.
As the saying goes, "Buddha relies on gold plating, and man relies on clothes." After tidying up and changing his clothes, the Sixth Prince, who was just a little filthy, now looked like a spirited young man again. When Yinzhuo returned to the front with Liang Jiugong, Kangxi was having a meal. He didn't need anyone to invite him; he just strolled over by himself. Because his buttocks still hurt, he didn't sit down at the table. Instead, he stood there, picked up the chopsticks on the table, and started eating.
Kangxi was already used to his unreliable behavior. Seeing that he was eating quickly, he got up and personally ladled a bowl of soup for Yinzhuo and handed it to him.
"Look at you like this, anyone who didn't know better would think I've been starving you. How old are you? You're still eating like a child. Nobody's going to take your food from you, so have some soup first."
Yinzhuo took the soup bowl from his father's hand, drank it all in one gulp, and then looked at Kangxi with a smile.
"Didn't you say that my third sister and the others would be arriving soon? I was thinking of finishing our meal quickly so that someone could clear the food away, so that they wouldn't have to wait outside when they arrive."
Kangxi glanced at Yinzuo but ultimately didn't tell him that Princess Duanjing and her consort had actually arrived long ago. However, because Yinzuo hadn't woken up yet, he hadn't let them in. After Yinzuo finished eating and the food was cleared away, Kangxi then instructed Liang Jiugong to go outside and invite Princess Duanjing and her consort into the imperial tent!