In the Yangxin Hall, Yinzhen continued: "The way of training camp troops must be skilled in skills to be practical. I heard that in the Zhili local camp, the gunners practiced and the empty guns were not allowed to be discharged. Lead was never loaded.
Target shooting, haha, it's all like this - random and random, no rules, so there's no need to practice."
Immediately there was a voice saying: "I am scared! This is what the emperor taught you!"
Brother Six puffed up his cheeks and blew lightly, while the toe of his right boot kept lightly drawing circles on the ground.
After a while, the reprimand was finished inside. Su Peisheng saw the opportunity and immediately went in to report that Brother Six was here. Upon hearing this, Yinzhen said: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Where is the person?"
Su Peisheng smiled and said, "Brother Six is waiting outside!"
Yinzhen nodded and said, "Let him come in."
Su Peisheng agreed, went out and invited Hongxin in.
Yinzhen had just been talking for a long time. He just sat down and felt thirsty. He had already drank half of the pot of tea that was brought to him. When he saw Hongxin was led in, he was obviously very young.
He walked calmly and orderly.
He knelt down and said: "My son, please pay your respects to Emperor Ama."
Yinzhen stood up, walked around the imperial desk, helped Hongxin up with his own hands, and said, "Get up and talk."
The relationship between father and son is very close. Hongxin has grown up on Yinzhen's lap since he was a child. Although he has reached a sensible age now and knows the difference between father and son, he is still more carefree than the other princes.
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Yinzhen looked around him and said, "This is considered a break at noon. Is there going to be riding and shooting in the afternoon?"
Hongxin nodded and said, "Yes, Shuida said in the afternoon that we would go to the school field for practice. Today is the ten-day primary school, so it will be extra grand."
Yinzhen nodded, led his son to the desk, picked up a few notebooks that the ministers and workers had just given to him, and said, "Take a look, can you see any problems?"
Hongxin took the folder and stood at the table to read it. Then he heard Yinzhen say: "In one day, there are twenty or thirty pieces, or as many as fifty or sixty pieces, of the memorials of civil and military officials from various provinces. Your Majesty."
Amma reads and wholesales, and never gets stuck.”
Hongxin said quietly: "My son understands that Emperor Ama is diligent and hard-working, which is rare to see in ancient times. All the excerpts have been personally read and handwritten, and every word is written by Emperor Ama. There is no fake hand."
Yinzhen patted him on the shoulder and couldn't help but laugh and said: "Good boy, stop flattering your emperor. If it is true that 'nothing can be done to others', why are you still looking at me now?"
Hongxin raised his head and smiled, showing a little fang.
This time, my smile has a childish air that should be present at my age of three or four.
He lowered his head to look at the paper and saw that it was originally a paper written by Li Weijun, the governor of Zhili. Emperor Ama had already written Zhu's comment on the back - he had just written it and it had not been fully dried yet: "I have heard from people all over the capital.
In this place, most of the bridges and roads are flooded, making travel difficult and all things expensive. I am deeply saddened by this..."
Hongxin was taken aback and said subconsciously: "Huang Ama, it's almost winter now, where does the water come from?"
Yinzhen nodded and said, "You are quite quick in your thinking!"
He did not answer, but reached out and took the memorial from his son's hand, turned it around with a snap, laid it on the table, and said abruptly: "When I was older than you, Huang Kao often took me with other people.
These elder brothers have gained experience outside the palace and are very knowledgeable. Do you want to go out with the emperor?"
Hongxin's eyes were like small light bulbs, they lit up, and he immediately stood up: "Seriously? That's great! Emperor Ama! My son is willing! My son is thinking about going out for a walk and understanding people's livelihood, which would be better.
I just do this paper article all day long."
Yinzhen shook his head and said with a smile: "So what about written articles? Without the words of saints and sages, how can there be rules and regulations?"
He reached out and touched Hongxin's head, and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal to go out in casual clothes. You have some free time. Remember to talk to your mother in private and don't make any noise, so as not to worry her too much."
Hongxin nodded repeatedly and agreed.
The father and son made an agreement, and Yinzhen put his arms around his shoulders, and opened a memorial with his hands, saying: "This is approved for the Ministry of Revenue. You can take a look at it."
Hongxin lay on the folded book and saw that Huang Ama's handwriting was solemn and solemn, and it was written: "Instruction to the Ministry of Household Affairs: "Check the old rules, all the Han officials in Beijing are given twelve stones per year in salary.
Few Han officials carry their families..."
He knew all the big characters, but what did they mean when they were put together? Hongxin couldn't read it at all, and was only thinking about leaving the palace to gain experience.
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After he left the Yangxin Hall, Yinzhen looked at the back of his sixth brother with a smile, and then sent someone to summon Zhang Tingyu.
Zhang Tingyu is the general manager of the prince's study room and a master of Sinology. Yinzhen asked him a few questions about the sixth elder brother's daily studies. Zhang Tingyu did not dare to speculate on the emperor's intentions, but told the truth, and finally said: "
...The sixth elder brother is benevolent and filial, smart, and quick-witted. Since the four sons wrote the Five Classics, the Compendium of Xingli, the Great University Explanations, and the ancient literature, he has never forgotten it.
He is really a good candidate for learning."
His words spoke to Yinzhen's heart, and Yinzhen couldn't help laughing. After a while, he stretched out his hand and knocked on the table, saying meaningfully: "He is a good seedling, not just a good learner."
Zhang Tingyu's heart trembled, and he immediately knelt down, raised the corner of his clothes and kowtowed, and said: "I will do my best to cultivate my sixth elder brother. Please rest assured, Your Majesty."
In Chengqian Palace.
In the room where the eunuch was on duty, Xiao Fenzi was walking with a limp on crutches. In fact, his wound had already healed, but when he walked, the injured leg still couldn't use any strength. If he walked a little faster, his body would be weak.
Tilt to one side.
At one point, he was upset and anxious. He threw the crutch aside and started walking in the house. He was walking very fast. As a result, he accidentally put the weight of his whole body on his right foot.
My ankle was broken, and I felt a terrible pain.
It hurt so much that he burst into tears at the time, and Bixue talked about it for a long time afterwards.
What a 100-day break...
Judging from this situation, it will be at least two hundred days!
Xiao Fenzi thought that her leg would probably be useless from now on, and she became irritated and depressed. She held on to the edge of the table, moved little by little to sit down, and reached out to pour herself a pot of hot tea.
After the fire in the Old Summer Palace, Xiao Yoko was basically separated from his sixth elder brother by the emperor. It was only because of Concubine Chen's face that he reluctantly kept him.
We still have to rely on him to take over the affairs of Qian Palace.
Fortunately, he was the eunuch in charge, and he worked hard in everything. Not to mention one broken leg, but both legs were broken from the waist down. He dragged half of his body and sat on the bed, and he was able to complete the Chengqian Palace.
Everything here is arranged clearly and appropriately.
It's just that the limbs are damaged, and the master is now a noble concubine. It's a bit ugly to stand next to the master in such an image as the eunuch in charge.