diskusbooks Chapter 482 Don't worry, my father was just bluffing.
Chapter 482 Don't worry, my father was just bluffing.
As the saying goes, "When the tiger is away, the monkey is king." With no one to keep an eye on them, and with Prince Yinzhuo, the monkey king, leading Hongxu, Hongshi, Hongtun, and Hongming, those guys went completely wild.
"Sixth Uncle, look over there, aren't those persimmons hanging on the tree? Do you want some? If you do, I'll climb the tree and pick them for you."
It can only be said that Hongming is indeed worthy of being the son of the Fourteenth Prince. Although he is not old, he is very bold. Although the persimmon tree looks very sturdy, it can't withstand the fact that it grows freely in the mountains and fields without any restrictions. It looks at least six or seven meters tall.
Although Yinzhuo loved to eat, he wasn't so greedy as to make his little nephew risk his life for a persimmon. Hearing this, he smiled and waved to Hongming. After Hongming came over and stood in front of him, he raised his hand and patted the little guy's head.
"Uncle Liu knows Hongming's intentions, but that persimmon tree is really too tall. You mustn't climb it, kid. If you fall from it, you'll be crippled even if you don't die. Hongxu, you come here and keep an eye on this kid. If he climbs that tree, I'll smash your butt into eight pieces..."
Although he had already instructed Hongxu to keep an eye on Hongming, Yinzhuo was still uneasy. After all, his little devil was not someone who could be easily intimidated with a slap on the butt. If the two of them were put together, they might just climb up that tree together.
"Akshang, you don't need to follow me anymore. Quickly take two men and keep an eye on those two lads. If they dare to mess with that persimmon tree, you don't need to tell me. Just have someone tie them up and bring them back."
It's true that no one knows a son better than his father. Putting Hongxu in charge of Hongming is like putting two monkeys in the same cage. Of course, Hongming didn't completely forget what his father said; he just picked and chose what to hear.
Although they were traveling, given their status, Yinzhuo and his companions certainly wouldn't compromise their comforts. The place Yinzhuo chose wasn't far from Changchun Garden, and the weather at the end of September wasn't cold, so the food wouldn't be too cold to eat after being prepared and delivered from Changchun Garden.
Although the food was no different from usual, isn't that how people are? When they see the same things in a different environment, they feel something is different.
As the saying goes, "a half-grown boy can eat his father out of house and home." Whether it was the older ones like Hongxi and Hongyu, or the younger ones like Hongxu and Hongtun, they were like starving ghosts reincarnated today. Their stomachs were like bottomless pits, and they managed to devour all the food on the two tables.
"No, what's wrong with you all today? You all look like you haven't eaten for three days. What's wrong? Is your father so stingy that he won't even let you eat your fill?"
Today's experience is quite a new one for our Prince Zhao. After all, when he usually dine with Emperor Kangxi, his father always puts the best food first for him. Now, having his food snatched from someone else's mouth, he is completely dumbfounded.
Hongyu, Hongxi, and the other older children felt somewhat embarrassed after hearing Yinzuo's words, but Yinzuo's eldest son completely inherited his father's thick skin. He shoveled the last mouthful of rice into his mouth, chewed it a few times, swallowed it, put down his chopsticks, and said to his father.
“Father, don’t be so stingy. You always say that being able to eat is a blessing. Our sons and brothers eat a lot because we are healthy. Only when we are healthy can we have a good appetite…”
Well, those words he used to discipline his children have now come back to hurl at him like boomerangs, and Yinzhuo can't refute them, since he really did say them.
"Alright, now that everyone's eaten and drunk their fill, you guys don't need to stand around here anymore. If you're tired, go rest in your tents. If you don't want to sleep, go wander around wherever you want. Just remember to bring enough people with you when you go out. Okay, go now. Don't bother me unless it's something important."
Although the afternoon was hot, sitting under the shade of a tree by the stream with a gentle breeze blowing, Yinzhuo didn't really feel the heat.
In the morning, Yinzhuo took Hongxu and the other children to the river and climb mountains, which exhausted them. He originally planned to sit under a tree and close his eyes to rest for a while, but unexpectedly, a gust of wind actually made him fall asleep.
As the saying goes, right, two flowers bloom, each telling its own story. While Yinzhuo was sleeping soundly in the breeze, his eldest son, along with his daring nephew, had already gone up the mountain towards the persimmon tree.
“Brother Hongxu, Uncle Liu said before that if we dare to climb the tree to pick persimmons, he will beat our butts into eight pieces. I heard that beatings hurt a lot, so maybe we shouldn’t go.”
Compared to the two troublemakers, Hongxu and Hongming, Hongtun was practically a good boy. Although he had never been punished with a cane, he was often implicated by Hongming in the study and received punishments with a ruler. Even such a small ruler hurt so much when it hit his hand, let alone a cane.
Compared to Hongtun, Hongxu and Hongming were completely fearless. In their eyes, Yinzhuo's words were mostly just meant to scare them. He was their own son and nephew; how could he really kill them?
“Hongtun, be careful. My father was just saying that to scare us. He said the same thing when I ate all his goldfish to death. But look at me now, I'm still standing here perfectly fine. Let's go, let's go. We can just pick some persimmons and give him a few more. That way, Mom will definitely calm down…”
With Hongxu's words as a guarantee, Hongtun no longer hesitated. After all, the bright red persimmons hanging on the tree were really tempting, and it was too torturous for them to just look at them without being able to pick them.
"Something terrible has happened! Your Highness, please wake up! Someone just reported that several young princes have gone up the mountain..."
Yinzhu was sleeping soundly when Dexi shook him awake. He was still dazed and didn't react at first when he heard Dexi's words. It was the middle of the day and the weather was so hot. What were these little things doing up the mountain?
Dexi had served his master for so many years, and he could tell from his appearance that the man was still confused. He reached out and took a handkerchief from the side, walked to the stream, soaked it, and then slapped it directly onto Yinzhuo's face.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I know you're still half asleep, but this is no time for drowsiness. The young princes are probably heading towards the persimmon tree on the mountain..."
Upon hearing the words "persimmon tree," Yinzhuo, who had been drowsy, instantly snapped awake. "Damn it," he thought, "why didn't he think of that earlier? Sneaking up the mountain in the middle of the day, he must have been heading straight for the persimmon tree."