HCB Chapter 372 Admit it, their recipe is just good.
Chapter 372 Admit it, their recipe is just good.
It's true what they say, children are always a burden. Yinti and his siblings had spent so many years with Yinzuo, and under their influence, they were bound to learn something and become quite troublesome. Yinzuo was indeed a troublemaker, but Yinti and his siblings were just as ruthless. They were all heartless and cunning, and the jade and gemstones that Yinzuo brought over were quickly devoured by this swarm of locusts.
Who is Kangxi? He is the emperor, possessing the wealth of the entire empire. The little bit of stuff that Yinzhuo and his men plundered was nothing compared to him. So, when he saw his sons openly dividing up his possessions, he remained remarkably calm. How calm? Well, let's just say that the smile on his face hadn't faded since he entered the room.
"Big brother, second brother, third brother... is there anything else you'd like to see? If so, just tell me, and I'll go check out Mother's study again later. If I see anything, I'll get it for you..."
Well, it seems that simply scattering money is no longer enough for Yinzhuo, this spendthrift son. He has now switched to single-item mode. Kangxi raised his eyes and glanced at his sons, who were already showing signs of wanting to try, and coughed softly near his lips.
To be honest, if Kangxi hadn't coughed so timely, Yinqi would have already voiced his request. He knew his father had a favorite inkstone made of pine stone from Changbai Mountain, which Hongyu had mentioned many times before, clearly showing his fondness for it. He had thought he could help his son get it back this time. Who would have thought that his father, who had been watching their commotion with a smile, would suddenly speak up? Alas, what a pity…
Yinti wasn't the only one forced to stop placing an order by Kangxi's cough, so he wasn't the only one feeling regretful. Fortunately, everyone was a cunning fox, adept at playing the game of Liaozhai. In just a moment, Yinti and the others tacitly and discreetly chose to remain silent.
Yinzhuo wasn't stupid. His elder brother was about to say those words, but his father coughed and he immediately stopped. If he couldn't even understand that, he would truly be a blockhead.
“Big brother, is there something you wanted to tell me? Don’t worry about Father, he’s just always stingy, like a rich landlord. It doesn’t matter if he’s stingy, because I have a younger brother. I’m generous, whatever you want, I’ll get it for you…”
Good heavens, Yinti and the others have really seen something today. It's the first time they've seen someone so generous with other people's money so confidently. To be honest, Yinzuo's words were quite tempting to Yinti and the others. Of course, it's not that they're ignorant; it's just that everyone has their own hobbies, and their father must have what they like.
"Yinzuo, that's enough for you. Although I told you before that all my things would be yours in the future, don't forget that I still own them now. You're so generous in using them to do favors, but did you even ask for my opinion as their owner?"
Of course not... Ah, wasn't it because the atmosphere was so harmonious and loving when we were dividing the spoils that I got carried away for a moment? Yinzhuo smiled awkwardly after hearing Kangxi's words, took a few steps to Kangxi, put his hand on his shoulder and began to fawn over his father.
"Look at what Father is saying. What do you mean by 'yours' and 'mine'? To put it bluntly, they all belong to our Aisin Gioro family. Look around here, there isn't a single outsider. Aren't they all your own sons and my own brothers? If I give your things to your own sons, isn't that just like transferring something from my left hand to my right hand? It's not going into anyone else's hands, is it..."
You've seen people who argue illogically, and you've seen people who are eloquent, but have you ever seen someone who is both illogical and eloquent? If not, it doesn't matter, you've seen it today. Kangxi doesn't even need to turn his head to imagine what Yinzhi's expression must be like right now. He must be bathed in holy light.
"Hmph, don't try that on me. Don't think I don't know what's going on. You're trying to bewitch me again. Let me tell you, no matter how good your bewitching formula is, if I drink too much of it, I'll become immune..."
Immunized? Haha, do you even believe that yourself? If you were truly immune, then who was that person who was completely bewitched by that magic potion just now? Good heavens, admit it, that formula is good, and it's especially to your liking.
Although Kangxi wouldn't admit that he had been bewitched by Yinzhuo's charms again, his actions clearly showed that he was indeed infatuated. His current behavior was exactly like that of a foolish emperor bewitched by a vixen.
"Yinzuo, did you skip lunch? Your hands are so light. Apply more pressure to your right shoulder. If you can massage it properly, I'll let bygones be bygones..."
Alright, let bygones be bygones. Seeing Kangxi's lenient approach, even Yinqi and the others are tempted to enroll in a massage training course. If they could massage well, wouldn't they have more opportunities to seek leniency if they commit crimes in the future?
To be fair, Yinqi and the others really had a fresh perspective. However, they all seemed to have forgotten the most crucial point: special training classes are easy to find, and massage is not difficult to learn, but if you want to fight for a lenient treatment, you first need to have the same audacity as Yinzuo. Putting aside everything else, just the simplest action of naturally placing your hand on your father's shoulder would eliminate most of the people present.
Two flowers bloom, each in its own place. Leaving aside how envious and delusional Yinti and his companions were, Yinzuo, after hearing Kangxi's words, really put in all his effort to secure a pardon for his past transgressions. Not only did Yinzuo eat lunch, he ate until he was stuffed. So what if it's a massage? Just wait and see, he has the strength and means to do it.
“Ama, you definitely keep your word, don’t worry. It’s just a shoulder massage, right? My son is a professional. Come on, sit down, close your eyes, and we’re about to embark on a wonderful and touching magical journey…”
As the saying goes, if you could believe Yinzhi's words, pigs could fly. Wouldn't that be incredibly moving? Kangxi felt that not only was he moved, but he even wanted to pray to the heavens and earth, asking any deity to show their power and teach this rebellious son a lesson so he could relax.
"Yinzhuo, I think you need to be taught a lesson. I told you to use some force, and you're using every ounce of strength you have! Get over here and sit down. Liang Jiugong, come and see if this little brat has bruised my shoulder."