HCB Chapter 165 Father, come out! Don't hide inside and stay silent!
Chapter 165 Father, come out! Don't hide inside and stay silent!
What happened to Yinzhuo? Daring to act like that, he was severely punished by Kangxi. This time, Kangxi learned his lesson and knew he couldn't withstand Yinzhuo's nagging. Fearing he would soften his heart if he was pestered, he simply sent him outside the imperial tent to be punished. He thought that this would at least make Yinzhuo consider his reputation, but Kangxi clearly underestimated the thickness of his son's skin.
"Father, come out! I know you can hear me from inside. Please come out and see your son! Just come out and see how miserable he is, and I don't believe you can still bear to mistreat him like this... Father, come out!"
Yinti, who was sent by Kangxi to supervise Yinzuo's punishment, was now filled with regret. What had gotten into him? Why did he have to come to the imperial tent with this kid? Now, not only did he have to endure the kid's incessant nagging, but he also had to embarrass himself with him.
"Little Six, your brother doesn't have that much face to lose. How about we use it sparingly? It's only half an hour, it's not long. Let's just bear with it, it'll be over soon..."
In the past... yes, if I really stood here holding a stool and doing a horse stance for half an hour, that person would definitely be dead. So it's impossible to endure. So at this moment, Yinzhu completely ignored his elder brother's advice and the gazes around him, whether open or hidden, and continued to wail like a ghost possessed by Aunt Xue.
"Father, come out! I know you can hear me from inside. Don't hide in there and keep quiet. Come out and see your son... Father~~"
Yinqi was suffering terribly outside the imperial tent, his face contorted by the cacophony of noise. Kangxi, inside the tent, was also having a hard time. He didn't even need to go out; a little thought was enough to tell him what the scene outside was like. The guards, palace servants, and soldiers they had brought naturally dared not come to watch the spectacle. But don't forget, there were still many Mongol princes and nobles in the camp. They had no qualms about watching; with this kid causing such a ruckus outside, how could they not come and see?
"Yinti, bring that brat in here for me. Don't let him embarrass me outside."
When Kangxi said he was going to drag Yinti away, he really meant it. After Yinzuo was dragged into the imperial tent by the back of his neck by his elder brother, Kangxi saw the bright smile on his face and just wanted to give him a good beating. As the saying goes, actions speak louder than words, and Kangxi was a man of action. Anyway, he was free now, so he might as well beat his son to pass the time. So he got up, walked to his desk, took out a ruler, tapped the chair next to the desk, and beckoned to Yinti!
Yinzhuo knew this move all too well. Wasn't that how his father had pinned him down in the chair and given him a beating yesterday? Yesterday it was a slap, but today it's a ruler. If he got a beating like this, good heavens, his buttocks would be split in eight pieces. That won't do, he has to run away quickly…
Just kidding, did Yinti think he could let Yinzu escape from him without Yinti's help? Obviously not. Seeing Yinzu trying to break free, Yinti pulled him back with a strong pull and carried Yinzu towards his father.
When Yinzhu saw this situation, he immediately felt that something was wrong. He couldn't run away or hide now, and he was about to be hit by the ruler. Yinzhu knew he couldn't just sit and wait to die. In desperation, he could only grab the table as Yinti was carrying him past the desk, and then forcefully slam it to the ground to save the table's legs.
"Brother, I don't want to go over to Khan's place. I'm staying here today and not going anywhere else. As long as the table is here, I'll stay; even if the table doesn't exist, I'll still stay..."
The table is there, so you're here? Fine, if the mountain won't come to me, can't I go to the mountain? Anyway, no matter what, you're definitely getting a beating with the ruler today.
While Yinzhu was still arguing with his elder brother, he suddenly saw the bright yellow robe that belonged exclusively to his father. Well, two against one, there was no chance of winning. So why struggle? Yinzhu simply let go of his hands, rolled over and lay face down on the ground. He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and said to his father.
“Come on, beat him hard. At worst, my son will be bedridden for another ten days or half a month. Sigh, what kind of life do I have? Is there any other father like mine who is always thinking about beating his son?”
Emperor Kangxi was almost amused by Yinzhuo's words. "How dare you say such a thing? What son is like you, always thinking about how to make your father angry? If I don't beat you, I'll be doing a disservice to the ruler I specially brought from the capital."
To live up to the reputation of the ruler that was specially brought from the capital, Yinzhuo's bottom suffered terribly. His father's movements were swift and decisive. At first, Yinzhuo wanted to be a tough guy who would rather die than submit, but after only a few strokes of the ruler, he felt that being a tough guy was not worth it.
"Ouch, that hurts! Father, I know I was wrong, please forgive me this time. If you spank me again, my bottom will be bleeding..."
Kangxi had already vented his anger after hitting Yinzhuo so many times. He knew how hard he had hit him and that if he continued, Yinzhuo would really get hurt. So he went along with it, threw the ruler on the table, and reached out to pull Yinzhuo up from the ground.
"It seems your courage doesn't match your endurance. You couldn't even take a few hits. Did you ignore everything I said before? I'm too lazy to warn you anymore. If I see or hear you playing with your body again, I'll just give you a good beating. It doesn't matter if you don't remember what I said, just remember the pain."
Yinzhu thought the matter would be over after the corporal punishment, but he was too naive. When it came time for dinner, his father called all his brothers over. They sat together happily, sharing the game they had hunted during the day. And Yinzhu? Do you know the Empress Dowager's Grand Restaurant? That's right, he was the one who accompanied the Empress Dowager Cixi. It was understandable that he was standing while she was sitting, since it was indeed a bit of a struggle for his backside to sit down. But why was he just watching her eat? The answer, of course, was that his father wouldn't let him eat.
"Second brother, that roasted venison looks pretty good, second brother, why don't you take a piece and try it..."
Yinzhuo glanced at the people sitting in the imperial tent. He could forget about his father, since it was Yinzhuo who refused to let anyone give him food. His eldest brother was also out of the question, since he was his father's accomplice. His fifth brother was easier to talk to, but he was timid and definitely wouldn't have the guts to cooperate with him in disobeying his father under his nose. Yintang and Yinyi were bold enough, but they were uncontrollable factors and might cause him to make a mess of things right from the start. As for the thirteenth and fourteenth brothers, they were even less suitable. After considering all the options, it seemed that only his second brother was the most suitable.