in2ebook Chapter 510 See, he's getting anxious again.
Chapter 510 See, he's getting anxious again.
Leaving aside how surprised Yinti and the others were when the Imperial Wardrobe came to take their measurements, Yinzuo, who had been behaving himself for some time, couldn't sit still anymore.
“Father, look at the weather, it’s getting hot soon. Isn’t it a bit crowded for the two of us to live in Qianqing Palace? Besides, it’s been a while since my son Hongxu has seen me. How about I move back to my Prince’s Mansion for a while?”
In fact, Emperor Kangxi could understand that Yinzhi felt bored in the palace and wanted to move out. However, he couldn't stand Yinzhi's blatant lies. The Qianqing Palace was so big, and only the two of them, the proper masters, lived there. It couldn't be considered crowded no matter what.
"Missing your son? Fine, then pack your things and move back to your palace in a bit. Liang Jiugong, send someone to the Crown Prince to inform him that he should give Hongxu a few days off so he can stay home and keep his father company."
At this moment, Yinzhuo clearly had not yet realized the power of his father's word "accompany". Just thinking about how he would be far away from the emperor once he left the palace made him so happy that he almost snorted.
"Then Father, you go ahead with your work. I'll go back and supervise them packing. But don't worry, I'll leave the palace after we've had lunch together..."
Kangxi looked at his son, who was trying to freeload off him for lunch before leaving, and for a moment he didn't know what to say. He grabbed a teacup from the table and threw it at his troublesome son.
It has to be said that Yinzhi hadn't seen Kangxi throw a cup like that in many years. When he first saw his father pick up a cup and throw it at him, he was stunned for a few seconds. Fortunately, he was agile enough to dodge to the side just as the cup was about to hit him.
"Father? What are you doing? We're an emperor, can't you have a little magnanimity? Look at my delicate skin, if you really hit me with that cup, I'd be bleeding profusely on the spot. Fine, since you don't care about your son that much, I won't get in your way anymore..."
Kangxi knew his own son well. Despite Yinzhu's seemingly heartbroken and dejected appearance, he was almost certain that the boy was putting on an act.
"Yinzuo, I advise you to speak properly, otherwise I won't mind giving you a good beating with bamboo sticks before you leave the palace..."
Seeing that Kangxi had taken out the ruler, Yinzhuo dared not continue to act recklessly. Yes, it was true that his father spoiled him and was reluctant to punish him, but the feeling of being hit by the ruler was not pleasant.
"Oh, look at me, look at me. Why are you getting so worked up? Father, I was just joking with you. You know, I really dislike bamboo shoots stir-fried with pork. Well, you go ahead with your work, I won't bother you anymore..."
Seeing that Yinzhuo had already rushed to the door of the study before he finished speaking, Kangxi simply ignored him. After all, this brat had been like this for more than a day or two, and if he really got angry with him, he would probably have died of anger long ago.
Although the father-son contest ended with Yinzhuo being frightened into fleeing after being beaten with bamboo sticks, our Prince Zhao clearly kept his promise and successfully managed to freeload off the lunch.
When Yinzhuo returned to his palace with a large entourage, Hongxu had already been sent back by Yinzhen.
Although the relationship between the father and son was indeed a bit superficial, as the saying goes, distance makes things better and closeness makes things worse. The father and son had not seen each other for more than two months, and now that they had finally met, the atmosphere was quite loving and filial.
"Hey son, we haven't seen each other for two months, and you've grown quite a bit taller! Come closer, let your dad take a good look. Sigh, sure enough, only with my excellent genes could I have such a handsome, dashing, and incredibly intelligent son..."
You wouldn't believe that Hongxu is Yinzhuo's biological son; at least his self-praising nature is inherited from his father.
“What Father said is absolutely right. The reason why our son is so outstanding that he shines wherever he stands is definitely because he inherited his innate advantages from Father. Of course, this is also inseparable from his own hard work…”
The father and son stood there at the gate praising each other for about fifteen minutes, until Hongxu had almost exhausted all the compliments he knew, before his father finally let him go.
But the loving father and filial son relationship they had just witnessed was clearly short-lived. The saying "distant fragrance smells good, close stench smells bad" was absolutely true. Yinzhuo, who had previously thought Hongxu was such a good boy, began to find his son annoying after only two days.
“Hey Hongxu, don’t you have anything to do? Listen to me, go out and find something to do to pass the time. If you keep hanging around in front of me like this, I really can’t guarantee that I won’t hit you, given how thin our father-son relationship is.”
Just as Yinzhuo was not afraid of Kangxi, Hongxu was obviously not very afraid of his father either. Upon hearing Yinzhuo's words, he immediately raised his chin and started to use his father's name to justify his actions.
"No, no, Father, I advise you to rein in your temper. After all, the Emperor's decree is hard to disobey. Your Majesty said in the previous edict that he sent me back to spend some quality time with you..."
Well, so you were just waiting for me here. You've been talking so much lately, but I've never seen you so obedient before. What did I come back for? It's because I thought that with the emperor far away, I could be free to roam the world. With you hanging around in front of me all day, how am I supposed to roam freely?
There was a reason why Yinzhuo disliked his son so much. The boy was just too good at wasting things. Did you see that pile of books and paintings on the floor of the study, disassembled into pieces and arranged haphazardly? These were all the boy's masterpieces from the past few days.
We're just saying, what kind of decent person would use priceless paintings and calligraphy as jigsaw puzzles? So what? But even if the family had mountains of gold and silver, they couldn't afford to waste them like this. Besides, the pieces he dismantled were all hung in the study for Yinzhuo's own enjoyment because he liked them.
Even with the seemingly legitimate reason of Emperor Kangxi's edict, Hongxu still couldn't escape being kicked out of the house by his father. However, he wasn't angry. It didn't matter that he couldn't enter the study. His father still needed to eat, sleep, and go out to play. He could just follow along. After all, his father's edict didn't specify how he should play with his father, did it?
The father-son bond between Yinzhuo and Hongxu was ultimately too weak. After spending more than ten days together, this superficial relationship completely crumbled. Yinzhuo now had only one thought in his mind: to get rid of this troublesome son as soon as possible and let him go wherever he wanted...