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

Chapter 237 Whether or not one feels dizzy is a question worth considering.

The song in the TV series "Kangxi's Private Visits" is absolutely true: "Emperor Kangxi never sits in the Golden Palace with its golden tiles." Kangxi was indeed never idle. In February of the forty-fourth year of his reign, he first took his sons on a trip to Jiangnan. After returning, he didn't rest for more than a few days before he started arranging for the Empress Dowager, his wife, and his children to move to Changchun Garden in a grand procession. Of course, Yinzhuo, as Kangxi's constant companion, was naturally not left out.

"Father, son..."

As usual, the first thing Yinzhuo did upon entering Qingxi Study was to look for his father. However, it seemed he had come at the wrong time today. His father was currently breathing fire like a fire-breathing dragon. Yinzhuo peeked into the study from the door frame, then immediately pulled his head back in. Good heavens, he recognized the person kneeling inside, being punished. It was none other than his unfortunate second elder brother, the Crown Prince.

"Eunuch Liang, what's wrong today? What could have made Father so angry..."

Just listen to Yinzhuo's questions; they're all life-or-death questions. Liang Jiugong, even if he knew, wouldn't dare utter a single word. Seeing Yinzhuo leaning closer, he could only laugh it off.

"Your Highness, please stop joking with me. How dare I presume to know His Majesty's thoughts? But since you're here, why don't you go in and try to persuade him? This has been going on for quite a while now, several teacups have been smashed, and the Crown Prince's head is still bleeding. How can this continue? These days, I'm afraid only you can offer some words of advice..."

Well, it turns out I've walked right into their trap today. Yinreng was kneeling with his back to the door, and Yinzuo had only seen the back of his head when he peeked inside. Now that he heard that Yinreng's head had been cracked open by his father, how could he stand still? Yinzuo took a few deep breaths at the door of the study, then walked into the study as if nothing had happened, holding the things in his hand.

"Oh, what's going on today, Second Brother? What great thing have you done to make Father so angry? Father, Second Brother is still young, please don't hold it against him. I'll talk to him for you later. Come on, calm down. Look what good things I brought you. Ta-da! Father, aren't these two little clay figures beautifully made? Don't they look just like us? I went out to play today and was immediately attracted by the clay sculptor's skill. I went over and described them to him for a long time, and it took him more than half an hour to finally make some that satisfied me..."

Kangxi was still furious when Yinzhuo suddenly came in from outside, which startled him. This moment of distraction gave Yinzhuo an opportunity to take advantage of the situation. Yinzhuo grabbed Kangxi's arm and dragged him to the flower hall outside the study. Kangxi only came to his senses when he held the two small clay figurines that Yinzhuo handed him. He first glared at Yinzhuo, who was standing aside with a forced smile, before examining the two small clay figurines in his hands.

The clay sculptor's skill was truly exceptional. He could sculpt such a lifelike figure based solely on Yinzhi's description. He was indeed remarkable. Kangxi examined the clay figure in his hand repeatedly for a long time before carefully placing it on the table beside him. He then turned to look at Yinzhi.

"Hmph, you're quite the actor. If I hadn't seen you peeking around at the door like that, I might have really thought you were a newcomer. I'll take these two little ones. You can leave now if you have nothing else to do..."

Leaving? No way! His unlucky second brother is still kneeling in the study, his head covered in blood. His second brother has been good to him all these years, he can't just run away when he knows he's in trouble, can he? Even if he leaves today, he has to get his second brother out of trouble, right? After making up his mind, Yinzhu didn't care whether Kangxi was angry or not. He walked up to him in a few steps, squeezed his butt next to his father, and then grabbed Kangxi's arm and started acting like a rogue.

“Father, I’ve only just arrived, why are you kicking me out? My second brother made you angry, and it’s so unreasonable for you to yell at me like that. I’m not saying this to criticize you, but if you’re angry, you could just hit my second brother a few times, or at least give him a slap on the hand or a slap on the back. Look at what you did to my second brother’s head! Does the Crown Prince of the Qing Dynasty look good with a broken head? And it’s one thing that you hit him in your anger, but you didn’t even call the imperial physician for him! I saw it just now, blood was gushing from the wound on my second brother’s head! You might not have noticed because you were angry, but my second brother’s face was so pale… tsk tsk, it’s heartbreaking…”

Yinreng was, after all, the son whom Kangxi had raised since childhood. Although the father and son's relationship had deteriorated in recent years due to some events, he was still Kangxi's beloved son. Upon hearing Yinzuo's words, Kangxi's angry expression changed, and his eyes instantly showed a hint of worry. However, he had just lost his temper, and it was clear that Kangxi would not be willing to lower himself to go see Yinreng now.

“Oh, Eunuch Liang, quickly send someone to fetch Physician Wang. Also, have someone clean the study. Come here, second brother, let me help you up. I'm not trying to be mean, but when Father was angry, he threw a teacup at you, and you just knelt there and let him smash it. In this respect, none of you are as good as me. You have to get up and run! Straight line, curve, S-curve, whatever you do, don't let that teacup fall on your head…”

Although Kangxi did not stop Yinzuo from helping Yinreng up in the study, Yinreng naturally dared not get up without his permission. Yinzuo frowned when he saw Yinreng stubbornly refusing to move. He sighed helplessly and suddenly raised his voice to ask.

"Second brother, how are you feeling right now? Does your head hurt? Are you dizzy? Is your vision blurring?"

Who was Yinreng? Seeing Yinzuo's expression, he immediately understood Yinreng's meaning. But as the saying goes, both Yinreng and Kangxi were stubborn mules. Even though Yinreng understood Yinzuo's intentions, he firmly shook his head. Yinreng's head shook his head, making Yinzuo so anxious he slapped his forehead. "No, Second Brother, what time is it? Why are you still so stubborn?" "It's not that I'm criticizing you, but being stubborn is useless now. That fire-breathing dragon outside loves to gnaw on hard bones. Can't we soften up a bit? Isn't it said that as long as the green hills remain, there's always firewood to burn?"

"Second brother, what do you mean by that? Nodding for yes, shaking your head for no? How can you answer 'no pain, no dizziness, no blackouts' right now? Right now you have to be in pain, dizzy, and blackouts. Come on, little brother, let me ask you one more time, second brother, does your head hurt? Are you dizzy? Are you blackouts?"

Yinzuo squatted down next to Yinreng and whispered a few words of advice to his second brother. Then he asked the same question again. This time, without waiting for Yinreng's answer, the man shouted loudly outside.

"What? Second brother, you said you have a terrible headache and dizziness, and you even see stars! Oh dear, this is serious! Eunuch Liang has gone to fetch Physician Wang, he'll be here soon. Second brother, hang in there! Oh dear, why is he dizzy? Father, Father, come quick, my second brother has fainted..."

Yinreng knelt there dumbfounded, watching Yinzuo put on such a show all by himself. He heard him call out "Father, Second Brother has fainted!" in a slightly tearful voice. If Yinreng hadn't been the one who had fainted, he probably would have believed it too, seeing him like this. That's how the person outside was fooled. Listening to the approaching footsteps, Yinreng had only one thought in his mind at this moment: was he actually fainting today or not?