Seeing that Yinxiang was a little unsteady on his feet, Yinzhen hurriedly helped him to sit, and said with concern: "Still weak in your legs?" Yinxiang patted his knee, shook his head and said: "It's much better, thanks to the tiger bone paste sent by the fourth brother." It doesn't hurt much these days, it's just a little awkward. Yinxiang looked at his legs, but he hid the scene this afternoon.

After pardoning the Zongren Mansion, Yinxiang originally returned to the palace first, changed his clothes, and then went to Qianqing to ask for Xie En, but when he passed the Yuqing Palace, he happened to meet the prince who had been recovering for a long time. After being stunned for a while, Yinxiang asked for a thousand peace with difficulty, Yinren looked at Yinxiang deeply with a complicated expression, as if he wanted to reach out for a moment to help him up, but he shrank back, and finally sighed and said: "Is the thirteenth brother okay?" "Thank you, Prince. Yinxiang slowly stood up, hugged his fists and said, "The younger brother almost forgot to congratulate the prince on his return to the throne." "Oh.... Yinren seemed to be burned by these words, and hurriedly said: "Tongxi... Oh no. Realizing that something was wrong, Yinren immediately changed the conversation: "Thirteenth brother, this is going...?" "The younger brother went to the emperor to thank him." Yinxiang said lightly.

"Yes, go, go. Yinren hurriedly said, hesitated for a moment, and said: "I wanted to pardon the thirteenth brother with Emperor Ama Kai a few times, but I was afraid... I'm afraid that the situation of the thirteenth brother will be more difficult, you, won't you blame the second brother?" Yinxiang pursed his lips, and immediately bowed down, not letting Yinren see his expression, and said in a low voice: "The prince can think of interceding for his younger brother, and the younger brother is already extremely grateful, how can there be any reason to blame the prince?" The prince seemed to be a little relieved when he heard this, so he smiled slightly, and said: "The thirteenth brother is really still the original thirteenth brother, free and easy!" makes the second brother envious. patted Yinxiang's shoulder, and said: "There are some things, don't just look at the present, take a long-term view, but as long as the second brother is here, as long as you treat me as a general in the future, the second brother can respond to you now, and your future interest will definitely be more than one solid mountain Beizi." Yinxiang's face was printed with some gloom, and his body bowed a little more: "Brother thank you for the prince's teachings." The prince smiled and nodded, let go with his hand, and signaled Yinxiang to go first, but Yinxiang insisted on taking a half step back, the prince smiled with satisfaction, took a step ahead, and the two entered the Qianqing Palace one after the other.

Li Dequan saw that the prince and Yinxiang were coming together, his expression was a little unnatural, he took two steps closely, respectfully called a thousand, and said, "The slave invites the prince to be safe, and the thirteenth elder brother is safe." The prince had also heard about Li Dequan's collusion with the eighth elder brother in the past, so he was a little salty and indifferent, and said: "I don't deserve to be in charge of Mr. Li's peace." Please also ask the chief manager to give Emperor Amma, Erchen and so on, oh, Erchen Yinren, please see the Holy Driver. Squinting and paying special attention to Yinxiang. Yinxiang didn't seem to hear it, took off his robe, knelt in the court, and said, "Yinxiang, the thirteenth son of the emperor, please see Huang Ama for thanksgiving." Li Dequan listened to the prince's words, his face stiffened, and he finally squeezed out a smile and said: "The prince has killed the slave, and the slave will go to the master to spread the word." He took two steps back, turned his back, his face was already frosty, and when he only walked past Yinxiang, he glanced at Yinxiang with some pity.

Kangxi frowned, looked at the fold sent by the Li Fan Yuan in front of him, and the cinnabar pen in his hand drew a heavy line on the three characters of Lazang Khan, and the bright red ink fell on the snow-white paper, which was extremely dazzling. At this moment, Li Dequan pushed open the door of the palace, bowed down and said, "Master, the prince and the thirteenth elder brother please meet, and please show the master." Kangxi gently rubbed his temples with one hand and hummed softly: "Chuan Yinren come in." Yinxiang... , his heart is high, let him kneel and wait for a cold. Li Dequan bent his knees to receive the order, but he sighed secretly in his heart. The thirteenth elder brother looked at the legs and feet a little inconvenient when he came, this count of nine cold days, kneeling in the courtyard, the father and son of the heavenly family, creating evil.

When the prince entered, Yinxiang knelt straight, looked at the stone slab in front of him, knelt for a moment, his knees first felt cold, and then it seemed to be like thousands of thin needles constantly probing, the pain was bone-chilling, and the green fox coat on his body became heavier and heavier, almost overwhelming him. Forbidden in the Zongren Mansion for more than three months, his face was already miserable, and he was even more white at the moment.

Kangxi and the prince were talking about Lazang Khan, but somehow, they always felt a little uneasy, after sitting on the desk, they got up unconsciously, and walked to the edge of the kang, and sat next to the small pestle, their eyes glanced at the courtyard as if they were random, but they were looking at Yinxiang's quiet face, and they were irritable in their hearts. After saying a few words, he turned to the side again, his eyes involuntarily looked at the once beloved son, and watched his body shake forward, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart, both a trace of anger, and it seemed that there was some... No, what do I pity him for? Thinking of this, Kangxi suddenly said coldly: "Now I don't even know the rules." This sentence shocked the prince on the side, hurriedly left his seat and knelt down, and asked for sin: "The son is ten thousand dead, and the emperor Ama forgives the sin." "Oh" Kangxi came back to his senses at this time, and said with a soothing look on his face: "I didn't mean you, but I was thinking about the matter of Nala Zang Khan, and I was quite annoyed." He strangled Sanjay Gyatso without authorization, and he forgot the rules. "Yes, yes" Yinren's heart was beating rapidly, but he didn't dare to get up, and replied cautiously: "Don't worry about Huang Ama, now Lazang Khan still has a heart of submission to the court, and the ministers think that a strict reprimand is enough." looked at Kangxi's face, and hesitantly added: "Otherwise, it is okay to send Shaanxi and Gansu garrisons into Tibet to be vigilant..." Kangxi looked at the prince in front of him like a frightened bird, and was a little disappointed, but he didn't bring it out on his face, stretched out his hand to help him, and still let him sit down, but the corner of his eye once again turned to Yinxiang, who was still kneeling outside. A cowardly crown prince, a stubborn thirteen-year-old, eh...... , Kangxi sighed low in his heart.

After some more comforting words, the prince retreated. Kangxi fiddled with the small cup of heat in his hand and didn't say a word. Li Dequan had the heart to remind, but he didn't dare, the master and slave didn't make a sound for a while. It wasn't until the bell struck two o'clock that Li Dequan took two steps closer and said without a trace: "Master, it's not a while, the kidney bean paste prepared in the imperial dining room today is not bad, do you want the slave to give you some money?" "Kidney bean paste?" The corners of Kangxi's lips curved a little curve, and he couldn't help but think of the old things. In the past, when Yinxiang wrote a blessing for himself and gave it to the minister, he always had to let the imperial dining room prepare some, and Yinxiang used a real fragrance at that time.... Thinking of this, he suddenly came back to his senses and glanced at Li Dequan reproachfully: "What are you doing, do you hit the wooden bell for Yinxiang, but you didn't remember the lesson last time?" Li Dequan was stunned, knelt down, and slapped twice on his cheek: "The slave is guilty." Seeing this, Kangxi waved his hand and said, "That's it, I don't offend you." You go and tell me the word, but I don't see him, let him be thankful in the courtyard. Aiwowo... In the evening, let the dining room send it to him. It is not allowed to say that it was given by me. "Huh" Li Dequan breathed a sigh of relief, got up and left. Kangxi picked up a book casually, read a few sentences, didn't know the taste at all, tilted his head slightly, and saw Yinxiang kowtow three times as if he was a little confused, staggered up, froze for a while, and staggered away. Kangxi only felt stuffy in his chest, threw down the book in his hand, and wrote two words: "The Book of Filial Piety".