EBE Chapter 485 I woke up to find the sky had collapsed.
Chapter 485 I woke up to find the sky had collapsed.
No matter how chaotic the outside world was, it had no impact on Yinzhuo's life. Apart from taking a regular stroll around his father's Qingxi Study every day, he spent the rest of his time as he pleased.
Compared to his carefree life, the lives of Yinzhen and Yinreng can only be described in four words: hell and hell. There was not a single day of peace in the court, and the end of the year was particularly eventful.
Even though the northern desert is now covered in snow, this does not mean the war is over. On the contrary, the situation is even more severe than before.
With the war raging at the front and a host of other matters to attend to in the court, Yinzhen and Yinti were even busier than usual. They were burning the midnight oil every day. Even if Yinti and Yinti were made of steel, they would not be able to withstand such a schedule, let alone mortals.
After a heavy snowfall, from Kangxi to Yinzhen, all the princes fell ill. When Yinzu woke up, he felt as if the sky had fallen. "Wait, weren't they fine yesterday? How could they all be like this overnight?"
"Look at this! What did I tell you before? Work-life balance, don't you understand? Now look what's happened, you're all completely exhausted. Second brother, fourth brother, I said you two have had enough. Put down those memorials you're holding. You're all sick and still working so hard, are you trying to kill yourselves? Where's Physician Wang? Go and fetch him to take a look at everyone..."
Yinreng and Yinzhen were younger, and while Kangxi had a fever and a cough, their symptoms seemed much milder. But no matter what, they were still sick. Making two sick people work while ill seemed inhumane from any perspective.
Although Imperial Physician Wang had come to take the pulse of Emperor Kangxi before, he dared not refuse when Yinzhi sent someone to invite him. After taking the pulse of each of Emperor Kangxi and his sons, he rewrote the prescriptions according to their individual symptoms. After being questioned by Yinzhi, he was finally taken back to the palace to get the medicine and prepare it.
With Kangxi and Yinreng falling ill, Yinzuo was quite busy. He had to help Yinzhen and the others deal with a pile of memorials, and in his spare time, he also had to worry about his father, who was coughing so badly that it was heartbreaking. In just a few days, his eyes looked like those of a panda.
“No, I can’t live like this for another day. Father, why don’t we send all these documents to my eldest brother, third brother, and fifth brother? It doesn’t make sense that we’re all so busy, and they can still do nothing.”
What a wonderful idea it is to share happiness! Based on the principle that brothers should share both good and bad times, Yinzhuo dragged all his brothers into the mess with just one sentence. Important memorials were given to Yinreng and Yinzhen, while less important ones were distributed to Yinti, Yinzhi, and Yinqi. As for Yinzhuo, he would naturally be responsible for the rambling and verbose greetings. The main idea was to spread the favor evenly, so that everyone could have a taste of being the emperor.
That's absolutely true. Seeing things through a fog or gazing at the moon in the water only makes them seem beautiful. But when you actually experience it firsthand, your perception changes completely.
When they were first summoned to Qingxi Study to help process memorials, Yinti, Yinzhi, and Yinqi were slightly nervous but also a little excited. However, after a few days, all that remained in their hearts was annoyance.
Seriously, are all these people below just bored and have nothing better to do? Can't they even handle such a trivial matter? And this memorial is so long, yet barely contains any substance. What, is it to make them seem uncultured? If you're so capable, why aren't you known for your literary talent...?
"What Xiao Liu said before was absolutely right. The job of an emperor is not something a human being can do. They have to get up earlier than the chickens, sleep later than the dogs, and work harder than donkeys. On top of that, they have to put up with a bunch of idiots in front of them every day. Look at this memorial, what kind of nonsense is written on it? It's such a long piece of nonsense. Second and Fourth Brothers, you two really have a hard time."
Yinti was never very patient, and this was only because he was sent down by Kangxi and was under his nose; otherwise, he would have quit long ago. However, the current situation was no better than quitting, as evidenced by his slamming of the table and glaring.
Yin Zhi was equally frustrated. Although his previous job also involved dealing with books all day, he was surrounded by refined and elegant literature, poetry, songs, and historical records. Now, however, he was surrounded by worldly desires. So, he followed suit and threw the folded document in his hand on the table, giving up.
"Big brother is right. Second brother, fourth brother has been working hard these days. This batch of memorials is really a test of one's abilities. Just like the joke that sixth brother told before, it tests your patience, challenges your temper, and tempers your will. In short, it will drive you crazy."
Yinti and Yinzhi both quit, which made Yinzuo, whose will was not very firm to begin with, even more restless. He quickly read through the memorial in his hand, picked up his pen and casually wrote "I understand," then relaxed and leaned against Yinqi next to him.
"Second brother, fourth brother, you two should rest for a while too. As the saying goes, health is the foundation of everything. You two are still sick, so you shouldn't overexert yourselves..."
Upon hearing this, Yinreng and Yinzhen first glanced at their already enraged elder brother, then at Yinzhi who was snoring, and finally turned their gaze to the pile of memorials in front of them.
Is it that they don't want to rest? Isn't it just that the conditions don't allow it? Even if we're counting on you, this memorial will take forever to be approved. Are you going to keep putting it off until tomorrow?
As the saying goes, circumstances dictate actions. Even if they are unwilling, they can't simply abandon the task assigned by their father.
Whether in history or in this era, none of Kangxi's sons were truly incompetent. Even the infamous Tenth Prince, who was known as an incompetent fool in history, was merely wise in disguise.
There are some advantages to working together with fellow sufferers. At least when you encounter something you can't decide, you can discuss it with someone. Helping each other can naturally make things much more efficient.
"Hmph, eldest brother, second brother, third brother... you guys are all good, at least you can find someone to discuss things with when something happens, but it's a real hardship for me. Do we really have to pay our respects? Fine, we can talk about serious matters, but look at this guy, it's been so many years, and he's still obsessed with sending mangoes? Maybe I should just grant his wish and let him send some mangoes over, otherwise I'm afraid he'll start talking nonsense..."