EBE Chapter 396 Stomach ache, what an excuse you came up with!
Chapter 396 Stomach ache, what an excuse you came up with!
In the past, if Yinreng saw Yinzhuo sighing like this, he would have taken the two memorials in front of him and helped him review them. But today, he himself still had a whole stack of them in front of him. Even if he wanted to help him, he was powerless to do so.
"Sixth brother, it's getting dark outside. Instead of sighing and complaining, your second brother thinks we should hurry up and speed things up. After all, a short pain is worse than a long one, right?"
Yinzhuo understood the principle that a short pain is worse than a long one. Now that this hot potato had fallen into his hands, he figured his father wouldn't allow him to get rid of it. The only way out now was to quickly deal with this pile of obstacles in front of him so that he could see the BBQ beckoning to him.
Although Yinzhuo was only dealing with some unimportant greetings, he did not dare to be perfunctory or careless. After quickly reading through the contents of the memorials, he would write a few more words on the interesting ones and simply write four words on the familiar ones: "I know."
Unlike the relaxed and casual way that Yinzhuo reviewed the greetings and memorials, Yinreng had to think more hard about the important matters of the court. Fortunately, he had helped Kangxi with these matters a lot in the past, and although he hadn't practiced for several years, these things were ingrained in his bones and couldn't be forgotten so easily.
When Yinzhen braved the wind and snow to enter from outside, this was the scene he saw: on the couch in the flower hall, Yinreng and Yinzuo were sitting on either side of the kang table, with a stack of memorials in front of each of them. Yinzhen didn't even need to know that these two had been conscripted by his father again.
Compared to Yinreng's focused approach to tasks, Yinzuo was like a hyperactive child. Just look at Yinzuo's constant shifting and moving around. If Yinzhen didn't know that this was the Qianqing Palace and that everything used here was absolutely safe, he would have almost thought that the bed under Yinzuo's bottom had thorns.
"Oh, Fourth Brother, my dear friend, you've come at just the right time. Come on, I still have a few memorials left to review. Could you do me a favor and help me out? I haven't eaten much since noon, and my stomach is practically churning with hunger."
It's no exaggeration to say that Yinzhuo's eyes lit up the moment he saw Yinzhen walk in from outside. He even remembered that his fourth brother's shiny bald head shone with the radiance of a savior from suffering. This person who came was not just as radiant as his brother, but he was practically a living bodhisattva who saved people from suffering.
Hearing Yinzhuo's exaggerated yet intensely excited tone, the Living Buddha himself had only one thought in his mind: to turn around and run. Yinzhuo was already in a situation where there was always a way out, and if he let his fourth brother get away like this, wouldn't he be doomed? So at this moment, he didn't care whether he would disturb Yinreng, got up and ran quickly towards Yinzhen without even putting on his shoes.
"I'm telling you, Fourth Brother, you just got here, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Look at your hands, they're freezing! Come on, let's sit on the couch and warm up. Wan Quan, come and help me support our Crown Prince, we absolutely can't let him run away..."
Heh, you still have the nerve to ask me why I'm in such a hurry to leave? What am I supposed to do here if I don't leave? Be used as a laborer by you? Yinzhen was pulled by Yinzuo's arm to the bedside. Under Yinzuo's obsequious smile, he half-heartedly took off his shoes and got onto the bed, resignedly picking up the vermilion pen on the table and starting to review the stack of memorials on the table for him.
There's a saying that goes, "One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black." Yinreng has spent most of the past two years hanging out with Yinzuo. He hasn't learned anything else, but he's certainly become more and more thick-skinned. Seeing that Yinzuo has pushed all his affairs onto Yinzhen, he simply follows suit.
"Fourth brother, as the saying goes, one should not trouble two masters with one matter. Since you are both reviewing memorials, why don't you go the extra mile and review my memorials as well? I swallowed a lot of wind on the way here, and now my stomach is churning and I'm feeling quite uncomfortable..."
Hmph, I don't believe your nonsense, Second Brother. If you're going to try to fool me, at least come up with a decent excuse. Stomach ache? How did you even come up with that? Of course, it's not impossible for you to use that excuse, but you should at least make it look convincing. Do you think I'm stupid? The place you're covering is clearly not your stomach.
Yinreng wasn't unaware of the incredulous look in Yinzhen's eyes when he looked at him, but what he wanted to say was that those who achieve great things don't concern themselves with trifles, and we don't need to care about the process. In short, he was now free of worries.
"Sixth Brother, Xiao Jiu should be almost done with the preparations. Aren't you hungry? Why don't we go find Father Khan now? The sooner we get there, the sooner you can eat. Fourth Brother, I'll leave things here to you..."
Although Yinzuo's earlier cry of hunger had an element of playing the victim, it wasn't entirely for him. Yinzuo found Yinreng's suggestion quite good, bent down to pick up his shoes from the ground, put them on, and then turned around and pulled Yinreng along towards the back hall.
Of course, although he left without hesitation, he did not completely forget his poor fourth brother. As he left, he did not forget to give his fourth brother a guarantee.
"Fourth Brother, you stay here and work hard. I'll have Dexi bring the meat over to you as soon as it's done. Don't worry, I promise you, I'll grill this meat myself and won't let anyone else do it..."
Yinzhen watched helplessly as his troublesome younger brother and his equally troublesome older brother disappeared through the entrance of the flower hall. After a long while, he sighed helplessly, turned around, and resignedly began to focus on dealing with the pile of memorials on the table. Sigh, he thought to himself, there wasn't a single good person among his brothers; they were all scoundrels...
Yinzuo pulled Yinreng out of the flower hall and headed straight for Kangxi's study. Don't ask why it was the study; it was entirely due to the unique telepathic connection between father and son. To be fair, Yinzuo's telepathic connection was quite accurate; Kangxi was indeed in the study at that moment.
"Why did you arrive so early? Did you finish processing those reports so quickly?"
It wasn't that Kangxi didn't believe in his son's abilities; rather, he was well aware of their capabilities. He knew that processing those memorials with high quality and quantity would definitely take much longer than that.
Upon hearing this, Yinreng and Yinzuo exchanged a glance, both of them showing a slightly embarrassed expression. Yinzuo's skin was thicker than his second brother's, and he quickly recovered. He walked briskly to Kangxi's side, helped him to his chair, and pulled him out of the study, explaining to his father as they walked.
"How could it be finished so quickly? Fourth Brother came, didn't he? He saw that Second Brother and I were working hard on the memorials, so he offered to help us. I thought Father must be hungry by now, so I didn't stand on ceremony with him..."