Rebirth: I'm a Daddy's Darling in the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 177 Willows Adorned with Silver Flowers, Pines and Cypresses Blooming with Silver Chrysanthe

You have to admit, a biological son is different. Just yesterday, Yinzhuo was lamenting that he couldn't go to pay his respects to his father on the first day of the Lunar New Year to earn money. But this morning, his father's New Year's money arrived. Yinzhen looked at the huge cart of things in front of him, and he had only one thought: would Yinzhuo return the purse he had given him yesterday?

Of course, it was impossible to return the money. It would be strange if the money that had entered Yinzhuo's hands could be returned. At this moment, he was feeling very happy looking at the cart full of things. Not only was he internally excited, but he also had a lot of praise to say. However, he suddenly saw Yinzhen standing next to him and couldn't say anything more. He could only smile awkwardly and quickly praise his fourth brother a few more times.

"Indeed, there's no one better than Father in this world... Um, of course, Fourth Brother is good too, Fourth Brother is good too..."

Yinzhen knew, of course, that Yinzuo's words were just a simple sigh and had no other meaning. Seeing him like this, he raised his hand and patted his forehead, then turned and walked into the house. When Yinzuo saw his fourth brother turn and leave, he thought he was sad and hurriedly followed him inside.

Fourth Brother... are you angry?

It's not surprising that Yinzhuo would think that way. The main reason is that his father's behavior this time was really excessive. It was one thing to give his fourth brother only two items out of a whole cartload of things, but the letter he sent over, apart from a symbolic question at the beginning, was filled with his longing for his eldest son, Yinzhuo. Who could bear that?

Was Yinzhen angry? The answer is of course no. It would be impossible for him not to feel a little disappointed, but he wouldn't be angry. After all, his father's biased attitude had been going on for a long time. If he hadn't gotten used to it, he would probably have been furious by now. Seeing Yinzhu's cautious look, he raised his hand and tapped his forehead again with a smile.

"Don't worry, your fourth brother isn't that petty. Why would I get angry with you over a truckload of stuff? Besides, it's not like Father has only been favoring you for a short time. If I'm not used to it, I'll end up like my third brother, with all my teeth falling out from the sourness..."

Hey, you're praising yourself for being generous, but why are you dragging others down with it? And you call that petty? What did Third Brother do to you? All he did was take a piece of your jade pendant from me the other day. Is it really worth you badmouthing him like that?

It must be said that Kangxi's New Year's gifts made Yinzhuo happy for several days. As the saying goes, disaster is an order. Even without anyone urging him, Yinzhuo appeared at the construction site of the dugouts as soon as the first day of the Lunar New Year was over. As for Yinzhen, he was naturally not idle either. The money he had previously raised was just a drop in the bucket for Lincheng at present. So, before the New Year was over, Yinzhen gathered together all the wealthy merchants and gentry in Lincheng and squeezed them out of their wealth again at the end of the year.

No matter when it is, money makes things easier. With the help of money, everything becomes twice as efficient. Before the fifteenth of the month was even over, the disaster-stricken people outside Lincheng had already moved into dugouts!

Emperor Kangxi sent Yinzhen and Yinzuo to Lincheng. Firstly, the disaster situation there was indeed quite severe, and Kangxi's side was so poor that they were almost starving and had no money. Therefore, he needed someone with status who could keep things under control to take charge. Secondly, he also wanted to conduct a pilot project in Lincheng to test whether Yinzuo's proposed method was feasible. Judging from the current experimental results, Yinzuo's method was undoubtedly successful. In any case, since the disaster victims moved into dugouts, there hadn't been any reports of anyone freezing to death in recent days.

Now that both tasks have been successfully completed, there is naturally no need for Yinzuo and his group to stay in Lincheng. After spending these days together, Yinzuo felt that although Magistrate Sun was somewhat shrewd like a seasoned official, he was still a good official who served the country and its people. He could rest assured that he could entrust the subsequent matters to him.

“Magistrate Sun, after we leave, we will have to trouble you to take care of everything here. I am worried about everything else, but there is one thing you need to pay special attention to: be careful with fire at the camp. The dugouts are all connected together, and if they catch fire, it will be a real problem.”

Whether it was because the disaster in Lincheng had been resolved, or because the two powerful figures, Yinzhen and Yinzuo, were about to leave, Magistrate Sun seemed to be in an exceptionally relaxed and cheerful mood today. Upon hearing Yinzuo's words, he smiled and bowed to him.

"Your Highness is too kind. This is simply my duty. I am not worthy of your trouble. Rest assured, leave everything else to me. I will do my best. As you instructed, I will send people to patrol the camp at irregular intervals every day and also send people to keep an eye on it at night. If anything goes wrong at the camp, please feel free to hold me accountable."

The assurance from Magistrate Sun did put Yinzhuo at ease. After all, Sun Zhaojie wouldn't risk his promising future. Yinzhuo always disliked grand send-off ceremonies, and Yinzhen, a man of action, naturally wouldn't either. So, just like when they came, the two brothers packed their things and set off for the capital at daybreak.

When he arrived in Lincheng, Yinzhuo's heart was in his throat the whole way, and his mood was even heavier than when he went to a funeral. Now that everything has been resolved, his mood on the way back to the capital is naturally different from when he came. If the darkness in front of him when he came was not darkness but a gloom in his heart, then the whiteness in front of him on the way back is not whiteness but poetry and beauty.

"Fourth Brother, look, that's frost on trees. It's like willows bearing silver flowers and pines and cypresses blooming with silver chrysanthemums. Ah, if only the trees in my yard could grow silver too."

Well, he's still obsessed with money. Look at him, always talking about silver flowers and silver chrysanthemums. He can even think of silver when he sees a tree hanging. Nobody else can do that. Yinzhen raised his hand and gently patted Yinzuo's forehead, shattering his unrealistic fantasy.

"Stop daydreaming. Let's go. It's still early. If we travel as far as we can today, we can get back sooner. Don't worry, we'll get the money."

Yinzhu rubbed his forehead where he had been hit, and gave his fourth brother a huge eye roll. So what if he was dreaming for a hundred days? Can't he even make himself happy now?

"Fourth brother, I'm not trying to be mean, but haven't you heard the saying that happiness is free, but if you want to be really happy, you might have to spend some money? I just want to be happy every day, can that be done without money?"