No, I was just a concubine, how did I become the queen?

Chapter 428 What is this performance? !

Compared to seeing his young and strong son, Emperor Kangxi was of course more loving towards his young grandchildren.

Hearing that Hongyu was going to perform to cheer him up, he smiled sincerely: "Good boy, then show it to Huang Mafa!"

Hongyu was born in the 33rd year of the reign of Emperor Kangxi, so he would be ten years old during the Chinese New Year.

However, his health was not good and he looked only seven or eight years old, which was the age when he was very lovable.

He was a bit timid when he was little, and grew up without his mother.

No matter how much Prince Zhi loves him, the former legitimate son will always feel embarrassed.

"Grandson will perform sword dance to entertain you!" Hong Yu Luo bowed gracefully, holding a wooden sword in his hand.

"Good!" Emperor Kangxi praised it before it even started.

Prince Zhi didn't say much. He walked to the drummer beside him, took the drumstick from him, and started beating the drum.

"dong dong dong~~"

The drum beats were loud and powerful, and Hongyu's sword also became more powerful in response to the drum beats.

He is not a very strong man, but he has obviously practiced this set of sword moves for a long time, at least the fluency is quite good.

Even the Fourth Master had to admit that it was quite good to be able to do this at this age.

But he thought that Honghui was much stronger.

Now I am just at a disadvantage because of my young age, but when I grow up a little bit, I will be no worse than my brothers.

However, no matter what everyone present thought in their hearts, they all had smiles of appreciation and praise on their faces.

After all, this is the expression that uncles should have when facing their nephews.

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As the last drumbeat fell, Hongyu collected his thoughts and retracted his wooden sword. He clasped his fists and half-knelt, saying, "I wish the Emperor great blessings and great fortune. Long live His Majesty!"

The tender yet resonant voice echoed throughout the entire hall and also reached Emperor Kangxi's heart.

He even stood up, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, there's a reward!"

Hongyu's little face was covered with sweat, but he couldn't stop being excited, looking at Emperor Kangxi with sparkling eyes.

Emperor Kangxi ordered his men to fetch a ruby-studded sword from his private vault and said to Prince Zhi, "Baoqing, you wanted this sword when you were a child, and now your son has it."

Prince Zhi was taking Hongyu to express his gratitude and was stunned when he heard this.

He really couldn't remember what he clamored for as a child. After all, as time went by, the things he wanted before were just ordinary.

He now has other things he desires but cannot get, and has put the past behind him.

However, since the emperor brought it up, he was of course grateful that he still remembered it, and joked about taking away his son's love.

After some jokes, Emperor Kangxi felt even more relaxed.

There were also compliments coming from all directions at the banquet. Everyone said that the Prince of Zhi had given birth to a good son, and that both father and son would be Baturu of the Qing Dynasty in the future.

In an instant, the atmosphere changed from dull to lively.

The Third Master tilted his head and looked at the Fourth Master. They both knew what the other was thinking. They just wanted the children to flatter the Emperor.

But they are both younger brothers, and there is a prince sitting above them.

Since the prince didn't speak, it was difficult for them to get through.

The prince...the prince is already lost in thought.

If looks could kill, Prince Zhi and his sickly son would have died hundreds of times already.

So many people have sons, but you are the only one who can dress up to entertain your parents?

It makes you look filial, right?

Even if they are not from the royal family but other noble families, if they want the younger generation to make the elders happy, the brothers must discuss it with each other.

And even though the Prince of Zhi is the eldest, is he, the Crown Prince, just standing here for show?!

The prince was so angry that he didn't want to follow the boss and drink soup!

Emperor Kangxi was still feeling unsatisfied when there was no further talk.

Only then did he realize that the boss had kept the other brothers in the dark.

The second child, on the other hand, was stubborn and refused to follow the trend.

The corner of his mouth dropped, and he called Hongxi directly: "Hongxi, come here."

"You are the oldest brother, come here and help me judge which of the younger brothers performs best. I will give you a reward~~"

In this way, Hongxi was elevated to a position different from other imperial grandchildren.

And because his grandsons jumped out to help out and acted as referees, the prince's face was saved.

The Third Master watched Hongxi go up step by step, and he admired his father even more.

Then he felt jealous of the second brother in front. All the good things were taken by him alone!

He turned to look at the Fourth Master, but saw that the Fourth Master had the expression he should have, and he was choked for a moment.

He cursed in his heart: "Bah~ flatterer!"

But he was secretly complaining in his heart, but he said: "Hongqing and Hongsheng know a lot of poetry and prose."

He has been interested in Chinese studies since he was young and has even studied several books. His son is definitely good at literature.

Hongqing was also born in the 35th year, and Hongsheng was born in the 37th year. They were brothers from the same mother and both were legitimate sons of Dong E.

The elder brother pulled his younger brother forward and recited a fu in childish language, word for word, which made Emperor Kangxi's face relax again.

After giving two rare copies to the two brothers, Emperor Kangxi turned his attention to the Fourth Master.

The Fourth Master was a little panicked.

The eldest brother had only one legitimate son, who performed a solo sword dance.

The third brother had only two legitimate sons, so he performed a double endorsement.

What about him?

He already has seven legitimate sons, what's the point of this show?!

The floor heating in the hall was burning brightly, and as the heat surged up, the Fourth Master became so anxious that sweat broke out on his head.

But he didn't have time to think about it, because Emperor Kangxi would not wait for him.

The Fourth Master looked helplessly at Honghui and others who had already walked out on their own, and thought to himself, "Whatever."

While Hongyu was performing, Honghui was already thinking about what they should do.

There are eight brothers in their family, and six of them are legitimate sons. But Hongyan is also a legitimate son, so he cannot be left out.

Even if we bring Hongyan with us, we can't just let Hongshi sit on the bench.

So they all went on stage.

When eight children stood up in a row, it shocked everyone.

Normally, when we only know the numbers and don’t see the children huddled together, our envy and jealousy are not so obvious.

Now standing in a row, who wouldn’t open their mouths and sigh?

The performance hadn't even started yet, but Emperor Kangxi was already beaming with joy when he saw these round heads.

He couldn't wait to ask, "Honghui, what are you brothers going to perform?"

Honghui stood in the middle and said in a loud voice, "Return to Huangmafa. We have many people. Let's perform Buku."

In fact, it is better for children to play with ball more. Lin Mingyan originally wanted to teach them how to play football and basketball.

Unfortunately, Cuju was banned in the Qing Dynasty, so similar ball games were difficult to promote.

Fortunately, the Manchus like Buku, and this is also a group project.

Anyway, just hug each other and compete. The loser falls to the ground, and the winner changes his target...