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

Chapter 507 Wow, isn't this a perfect example of turning misfortune into blessing?

It's no wonder that Yinzhuo was born to his father. If it were anyone else who came to him to complain about this, he would definitely be met with a barrage of scolding. But since it was Yinzhuo, it was a different story. The old father was filled with nothing but heartache and indignation.

Without needing to think too much about it, the heartache was naturally directed at Yinzhuo, while the indignation was naturally directed at Yinti and the others.

"Hmph, I think they're getting more and more senile. Their combined age is several hundred years, yet they're ganging up to steal their younger brother's things. It's alright, we'll just give them back. Father will have Liang Jiugong take you to the storeroom. Take whatever you like..."

Wow, isn't this a perfect example of turning misfortune into blessing? You know, our Prince Zhao has been determined since he was a child to squander his father's private treasury. It's rare for his father to be so generous, so what are we waiting for? Let's hurry up!

What happens when you put a rat in a rice jar? Putting Yinzhuo in a private treasury will have the same effect. Have you ever seen a locust plague? If not, then this is a good example.

"Come on, Dexi, see that jade Guanyin statue? Move it. It's perfect, since we haven't decided on a birthday present for Mother this year. And that golden nanmu table over there. The one in my study is also golden nanmu, but it's too small. I think this one is better. Move it, move it..."

Kangxi's private treasury was no ordinary room; it truly lived up to the name "treasury." Yinzhu wandered around inside for almost half an hour, and he hadn't even explored half of it yet.

Watching the items being moved out of the warehouse like a flowing river, Liang Jiugong remained silent, simply dutifully introducing the contents to Yinzuo. He reiterated that these things weren't his anyway, and as a mere gatekeeper, why should he feel sorry for them?

After looting his father's private treasury like a bandit descending from the mountain, Yinzhuo was finally satisfied. He sent people to sort the items into categories and back to the mansion, while he himself carried the box of colorful gemstones back to the Qianqing Palace.

As Yinzhuo's father, Kangxi knew his son's true nature perfectly well. Seeing his smug expression and the time he spent in the private treasury, Kangxi knew that his losses were definitely not light. Although he was prepared, when he saw the thick booklet that Liang Jiugong handed over, he still couldn't help but curse, "Greedy little rascal..."

Because of this trip to the private treasury, Yinzhu slept soundly that night, his dreams filled with smiles. The next day, he woke up without needing anyone to wake him. After a quick wash, he went to the dining hall to have breakfast with his father before whistling and happily heading to the Ministry of Revenue.

He left with a dark face yesterday evening, but this morning he came in all smiles. Yinti and the others aren't blind; they could easily see the difference. Well, it's obvious without even thinking that his father probably gave this guy a lot more money after he went back last night.

It is well known that when a person is in a good mood, not only does he eat well, but he also gets twice the results with half the effort. Yinzhuo's work ability was already quite good, but when he was in a good mood, his efficiency reached a new level. His abacus was working at a rapid pace, and he didn't stop for a whole morning.

"Come on, Xiao Liu, tell your big brother what good things your father gave you when you went back yesterday. Look how enthusiastic you are today. Anyone who didn't know better would think you ate some kind of super tonic pill last night!"

Yinzhuo wasn't stupid. He had just been robbed by these people yesterday, so why would he tell the truth today and make himself a target of hatred? Hearing this, he quickly shook his head and said.

"Look at who you're talking to, brother. If you want to know what good things Father gave me, just go back and ask him yourself. Come on, brother, move over a bit. The sunlight isn't good today because it's not sunny yet. You're blocking my light..."

Should we go ask his father? Forget it. He's already given his word; if he actually does that, he's bound to be in big trouble.

As the saying goes, when brothers are of one mind, their strength can break metal. Each of Yinzhuo's brothers was quite capable, and with the full cooperation of the people in the Ministry of Revenue, the account books were almost finished in less than two months.

Yinzhuo was only responsible for helping with the accounting. After the accounting was completed, the remaining finishing work was no longer his concern. For the past two months, Yinzhuo had been getting up at dawn and resting at dusk every day. He hadn't had a moment of free time. Now that he finally had some free time, he was going to sleep a lot.

Emperor Kangxi had seen how hard his sons had worked these past few days. Now that the matter was over, he simply gave Yinti and the others a few days off so they could go back and rest.

Yinzhuo had been on edge these past few days. Now that the mission was complete and he was deep in thought, he relaxed. Good heavens, all the fatigue that had accumulated over the past few days seemed to surge up in an instant. He used some simple medicine, took a good bath, lay down on the bed, and soon lost consciousness.

De Xi, Yin Zuo's personal attendant, had naturally seen how hard Yin Zuo had been working these past few days. So when Yin Zuo slept until noon the next day and still hadn't woken up, he didn't think much of it. He simply went into the room to check on him and, seeing that Yin Zuo was alright, left the room.

But even if a person is exhausted, they can't sleep for a whole day and night without waking up. When it was time for dinner and Yinzhuo still hadn't gotten up, Dexi became a little anxious. He went into the room and called out a few times, but Yinzhuo didn't respond. He hurriedly sent someone to inform Kangxi.

The rest is history. Kangxi's concern for Yinzhuo caused another uproar, and the unfortunate Imperial Physician Wang was the one who came to take Yinzhuo's pulse again!

“Your Majesty, judging from the pulse, apart from being somewhat overworked, the Prince is otherwise in good health. I have also performed a basic examination on him, and his breathing rate is normal. Therefore, I suggest we observe him further before making any further plans…”

The imperial physician Wang made his meaning very clear: in short, Yinzhuo's health was fine, he was just too tired and was sleeping too soundly.

Emperor Kangxi trusted Imperial Physician Wang's medical skills. Since he suggested observation, he decided to wait. Since Yinzhuo was asleep and unable to move easily, Kangxi simply had the memorials moved to a side hall and a table set up next to Yinzhuo. He handled official business while waiting for Yinzhuo to wake up.

Yinzhu slept soundly until noon the next day. Kangxi had stayed by his side all night and only went back to rest at dawn. Upon hearing that Yinzhu had woken up, he rushed over again.

"Yinzhuo, you're finally awake. Is there anything that feels uncomfortable on your body? Physician Wang, please come and examine him again."