diskusbooks Chapter 291: Sharp tools are essential for good work
Chapter 291: Sharp tools are essential for good work
The saying "If you want to do a good job, you must first have the right tools" is absolutely true. After the wine cups were replaced with large bowls, Yinzhuo, who was originally swaying and refusing to fall, was quickly made unconscious by his elder brother. Yinti caught the falling Yinzhuo, handed the wine pot he was holding to Yinreng who was standing to the side, and then raised his hand to beckon the thirteenth and fourteenth brothers who were standing dumbfounded to the side to come over.
"You two go and help your sixth brother to the front yard to rest. Dexi, you go with him. He's reeking of alcohol, he needs to be washed up and have his clothes changed, otherwise he won't feel comfortable even if he sleeps. Akshang, go to the kitchen and have them prepare some hangover soup. Little Six has never drunk so much before, he'll probably feel terrible when he wakes up..."
Yinzhi sat to the side, chin in hand, listening to Yinti's meticulous instructions and admonitions. His heart churned with bitterness, like a boiling kettle, bubbling and gurgling. Ha! And he still has the nerve to say that Xiao Liu's behavior is due to Father and us spoiling him? No one here can escape responsibility for him becoming like this, and you, eldest brother—you deserve even more credit…
"Hey, I seem to remember someone saying that this kid is spoiled by his father and you guys. So what are you doing, brother? Everyone says that you are a generous and unconventional person, a rough man, but I don't think that's necessarily true. Look at you, you're quite thoughtful."
Yinzhi was known for his sour temper, and everyone knew it. So when they heard his words, they understood that their third brother (third brother) had fallen into a jealous trap again. Yinti was also speechless because of Yinzhi's sudden burst of inspiration. He opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't squeeze out a word. In the end, he simply stopped talking and waved his hand to signal the thirteenth and fourteenth to take Yinzuo away.
"Second brother, can you smell anything in this yard?"
Although Yinti's words seemed to come out of nowhere, considering what Yinzhi had just said, Yinreng could not help but understand what Yinti meant, so he immediately played along and pretended to be puzzled.
"Really? Did you smell something, brother?"
Yinti wanted to perform, so Yinreng set up the stage for him. Yinzhen and the others weren't stupid. Even those who didn't understand what Yinti meant earlier had figured it out by now. Isn't it said that sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone? Sacrificing his third brother to entertain everyone was a sure-fire way to make money. Only a fool would ignore the excitement and get involved.
"Of course there is. Can't any of you smell the sour smell in this yard? I'm telling you, Third Brother, we're just being envious and jealous again. It's okay, Big Brother always treats everyone equally. It's fine if you envy Big Brother for spoiling Sixth Brother. Big Brother will spoil you too. Come on, Big Brother will pour you some wine."
Yinzhi just wanted to vent his frustration and didn't want to end up like Yinzuo, who was forced to drink until he was unconscious by his elder brother. So, upon hearing this, he immediately shook his head and refused.
"Brother, what are you saying? What do you mean I'm envious and jealous again? What am I envious of? Am I envious that you got Xiao Liu drunk? It's getting late and it's so cold. Let's not stand here in the yard anymore. Come on, let's go inside and wait for Thirteen and Fourteen to bring Xiao Liu back. Then we can go back and rest."
Seeing that Yinzhi was stubborn and would turn around and leave, Yinti didn't bother with him. He just pursed his lips and then called to Yintang. Yinzhi and the others followed closely behind Yinzhi and walked into the house.
Yinzhuo used to not believe people when they told him that someone had slept for days and nights after getting drunk. Well, now that it was his turn, he couldn't help but believe it. Ever since that night when his elder brother got him drunk and made him unconscious, three days had passed in the blink of an eye. How to describe Yinzhuo's three days of drunkenness? It was like being in deep water and suffering, an incredibly long time.
The morning after Yinzhu slept in a drunken stupor, Dexi went to call for him but received no response. He didn't think much of it, as his master's breathing was steady, his face was flushed, and he seemed perfectly fine. He assumed it was just because he had drunk too much and was sleeping too soundly, and that the effects of the alcohol would wear off. However, when Yinzhu slept until evening without any sign of waking up, Dexi could no longer remain calm. He hurriedly sent someone to report the situation to the mistress of the house, Urentuya. Dexi couldn't wake Yinzhu, so how could Urentuya possibly do it? Obviously, that wasn't realistic. After discussing it, everyone realized that waiting idly wouldn't work; they had to quickly summon the imperial physician.
Since it had come to the point of summoning the imperial physician, it was impossible not to alarm Emperor Kangxi. Upon hearing about his beloved son's condition, Emperor Kangxi could no longer remain seated. Without a word, he put down what he was doing and rushed to the Prince Zhao's residence with the imperial physician. When the man entered and saw the drunkard sleeping soundly on the bed, Emperor Kangxi had only one thought in his mind—"Yinti, you little brat, just you wait."
"Dexi, how much wine did your master drink? He's so drunk, why did you only think of calling the imperial physician now? Imperial Physician Wang, hurry up and take a look at him, see if he's alright."
When Kangxi got angry, everyone in the room, except for Yinzhuo who was still asleep in bed, immediately knelt down on the ground. Seeing this, Kangxi knew that he wouldn't get any answers from him, so he simply stopped asking and ordered Imperial Physician Wang to take Yinzhuo's pulse.
The imperial physician stepped forward to examine him and found that although Yinzhuo did not respond when called, his breathing was steady and his pulse was normal. He initially judged that he had drunk too much wine and was sleeping too soundly. What could be done about being drunk? He could only prepare a hangover remedy, have someone brew it and bring it over, and then pry open his mouth and force it down his throat.
Given Yinzhuo's status and position, who among those present dared to force-feed him medicine? In the end, the matter fell to Kangxi. Kangxi was experienced in administering medicine, having done so many times when Yinzhuo was injured and unconscious. Kangxi walked a few steps to Yinzhuo's bedside, sat down, helped him up from the bed, and leaned him against himself. He pinched Yinzhuo's chin open with one hand, signaling Dexi to bring over the brewed and cooled medicine. Then, he took the medicine bowl and skillfully fed the medicine to Yinzhuo.
As the saying goes, Physician Wang is a doctor, not a god. No matter how skilled he is, he can't cure every disease instantly. After taking the medicine, Yinzhuo naturally had to sleep. Kangxi was worried about Yinzhuo and was also annoyed by the sight of people kneeling all over the room. He waved for everyone to get up and then all the irrelevant people were driven out. Only Kangxi, Urentuya, Physician Wang, Dexi, and Yinzhuo, who was still sleeping on the bed, remained in the room.
“Hongxu is still young, and he can’t be left alone. Urentuya, you should take your people back first. You can focus on taking care of the child. There’s no need to worry about Yinzhuo. I’ll take him back to the palace to take care of him in a little while. Liang Jiugong, go outside and call a few people in. Carry him up and we’ll go back now.”