The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

During the two days that Bodel and Hongyan were away, the rebels launched several attacks in succession. They knew very well that the most important thing now was time.

If they wait too long and wait for reinforcements, their great plan will be in vain.

However, Soetu had been seriously ill to begin with, and he was trying desperately to carve out a way out for the prince. He made painstaking plans, but his body could not keep up. Just as the person who came to deliver the message was on his way, he fainted and never got up again.

Upon learning the news of Soetu's death, Kangxi was overjoyed and said that he would never lose.

Now that Soetu is dead, what does Lao Ba have to fear?

Even if he was followed by the ninth and tenth brothers, as well as the Guoluo and Niuhulu clans, they were not worth mentioning.

Thinking of this, Kangxi ordered people to prepare, as he wanted to go and see his good son.

Yinreng had been confined in the stable for four or five days.

This place is filthy and dirty, which seems to be worthy of his status, the image of him in the eyes of the emperor, and his wolfish ambitions.

Kangxi ordered a meeting with the prince, and the eunuchs under him did not dare to move. Liang Jiugong felt sorry for him and wanted to give him some respect and clean him up, but the prince who had grown up on his back was still so gentle and polite. He smiled, and was obviously out of place in this shabby stable filled with strange smells.

"Thank you for your concern, An Da. It's not necessary. The Emperor's summons is important. Let's go now."

Yinreng had been kneeling for a long time, and his knees were injured. He was staggering with the support of someone. His clothes were so tattered that one could not even tell their original color. Even his hair was disheveled, and he looked nothing like the noble man he used to be.

Liang Jiugong's eyes turned red and he didn't dare to look anymore. He was afraid that his compassion would hurt him instead.

It had been a long time since he had seen the Emperor. After being brought to the palace, Yinreng knelt on the ground with a hoarse voice and a respectful look: "Your son Yinreng pays respect to the Emperor. Long live the Emperor."

Looking at his son below, Kangxi's eyes were somewhat complicated. Seeing him in such a miserable state, he did not feel very comfortable. Instead, he felt a little chest tightness and shortness of breath.

"Get up."

Yinreng then kowtowed respectfully: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Kangxi did not ask why he called him the emperor instead of the emperor's father. He just looked at him inquiringly and said in a leisurely tone: "Suo Etu has passed away due to illness."

He stared at Yinreng's face, unwilling to miss any change in his expression.

What’s a pity is that Yinreng has a blank expression on his face and you can’t feel his thoughts at all.

Kangxi suddenly laughed. This was the son he had promoted, his proudest son. How could he forget him? The first lesson he taught the prince was to control his emotions and not let others spy on him.

Now it seems that he has learned well.

"Yinreng, before Suo'etu died, he was still calling your name and said he would be loyal to you."

Yinreng's face finally changed, and he smiled as faintly as possible: "I am not talented enough, but Suo'etu should be loyal to you and the Qing Dynasty."

Kangxi laughed in anger: "Loyal to me? He mobilized 10,000 soldiers to kill me here and overthrow my throne. You say he is loyal to me? Yinreng, Yinreng, you are really my good son."

Yinreng remained calm and said: "You are also my good father."

"Hahahaha! Well said! Someone, bring some wine!" Kangxi sat upright and ordered Liang Jiugong to serve the wine.

Liang Jiugong bent down and poured a glass of wine and placed it next to Yinreng. He picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Kangxi was satisfied that his son was courageous and qualified to challenge him.

The two were silent for a long time, and Kangxi said slowly: "Soetu told you to follow the example of Emperor Taizong of Tang."

Yinreng did not hide anything: "Yes."

"How did you answer?"

Kangxi still asked what he wanted to know.

Yinreng recalled that day when he heard his uncle standing in front of him, with his sick body, so thin that his bones were brittle, speaking earnestly, asking him to take care of himself. The emperor was not suspicious and had long since stopped tolerant of him. Only by giving it a try could he have a chance of survival.

What did he say?

"Your Majesty is my father. My mother has passed away, and I must be filial to her. If the emperor wants me to die, I must die."

He is the son of Empress Renxiao and will never betray the Qing Dynasty or his father.

He will never forget that when he was young, his father held him in his arms and said, "Baocheng is my most beloved son and I will protect you."

Yinreng knelt on the ground again, his voice firm and pleading: "If the emperor doesn't like me, I will die. I only hope that you will give the Hesheli family a chance to live for my mother's sake."

Kangxi closed his eyes.

Things have come to this point, there is no other choice.

"Crown Prince Yinreng is the eldest son of the royal family, but he is alienated from the right people and has lost his sense of righteousness. It is difficult to record him in detail. He is worried about being deposed, so how can he keep the throne? In the name of the Seven Temples, I have decided to strip him of his title as Crown Prince and demote him to a commoner."

Listening to Kangxi's edict to depose the crown prince word by word, Yinreng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Years of vigilance, oppression, and suspicion had finally come to an end at this moment, and he finally had some breathing space.

"Commoner Yinreng receives the order."

Kangxi didn't want to watch any longer, so he waved his hand and asked Liang Jiugong to take him away.

With his help, Yinreng slowly stood up. His posture gradually straightened up and his temperament became more generous. Even though he was no longer the crown prince, he was still the gentleman as strong as pine and cypress.

"Your Majesty, when you were seriously ill, I tested the medicine on myself. I never thought of using it to seize power. It was just that your son was worried about you, that's all."

Without waiting for Kangxi to react, Yinreng strode out.

The news of the dethronement of the crown prince spread like wildfire.

No one was surprised. Suo'e was plotting rebellion, and it was a foregone conclusion that the emperor would depose the crown prince.

Changning felt that there shouldn't be a second appointment and dethronement of the crown prince. Treason was a serious matter, and there couldn't be a crown prince with such a stain.

At present, people’s minds are not focused on appointing another crown prince.

Just stay alive first.

If the emperor is gone, then it must be the rebels outside, and the eighth prince will put on the yellow robe and become the emperor.

Yinsi seemed to have heard the news as well, and immediately ordered his men to attack the city.

He was surrounded by the Ninth and Tenth Brothers.

"Myna, they must have sent people to look for reinforcements. They will probably arrive in the next two days. We have to hurry!" Lao Jiu looked anxious. He didn't want to wait any longer.

The Tenth Elder also echoed: "Yes, Brother Eight, we don't have many troops now. Compared with the Imperial Guards, our combat effectiveness is not strong. The only advantage we have is our numbers. We can't wait any longer."

The Eighth Prince calmed his emotions. Soetu was dead and the Crown Prince had been deposed. He had originally followed Soetu and planned to pave the way for the Crown Prince.

But now, he is the only one left.

Can he really defeat the Emperor?

The Eighth Prince was filled with despair.