Qing Dynasty: After reading my heart, Kangxi and the Nine Dragons are united

Academic studies are like a mountain weighing down on students, and exams are like a tight hoop, few are not afraid of them.

Yinxuan, who was carrying the stakes, was no exception.

After a moment's delay, he was dragged to Wuyizhai by his brothers.

In the Qianqing Palace, as soon as everyone left, Yinreng quickly knelt down, crawling on his knees and hugging his father's thighs: "Khan Ama, please listen to your son. Your son..."

Kangxi froze when he was suddenly hugged, and somehow he thought of those weird couples that Yinzhen had complained about. He immediately felt a chill: "Let go, you are almost old enough to be a Marfa, what's wrong with you?"

Yinreng not only did not let go, but hugged him even tighter: "Even if my son is in his seventies or eighties, he is still your son, and the one you love the most, Baocheng, Khan Father! Listen to my son, I really have no intention of rebellion. I just..."

"It's just that in recent years, my son has repeatedly failed to please the emperor, and I am really worried. I am afraid that you are planning to change the heir, so I have taken some precautions..."

When it comes to this, Kangxi couldn't help but grit his teeth.

In front of him were Suo Etu and his son, and in the back were the commander of the infantry, the Minister of War, the Minister of Punishment, and the commander of the Eight Banners. In addition, there was his foster father Ling Pu, who was in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and his teacher Wang Fan, who was the Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion and the Minister of Rites.

Wow, half of them are from the six ministries.

You have soldiers, power and money, and you call this taking a little precaution?

Yinreng was also frightened, but he didn't care about being frightened at this moment. He only focused on the fact that he had not rebelled openly: "I don't know what happened in the history of Eighteenth Brother's heart, how did we father and son reach that point."

"But your son holds so many cards and still allows you to make and break both of them. Isn't that filial piety?"

Kangxi choked and was about to ask with a sneer, "Then should I thank you?"

Yinreng counter-accused him, “You said that day in the enclosure that there was no need to talk about the past, and that we should just work together to see the future. But today…”

"You are my father and king. I will not complain or regret if you beat me, scold me, or even have me killed. But if you make your body angry because of something that has not happened yet, I will never allow it!"

Kangxi glared over and saw that his son's eyes were red, full of sincere concern and deep uneasiness.

He was so angry that he couldn't even utter the bad words that were on the tip of his tongue.

He just waved his hands dejectedly: Forget it, forget it, since we agreed to let bygones be bygones, then let’s let bygones be bygones.

Besides, how could it be Baocheng’s fault that the father and son have come to this point?

He had written down that Yinreng was born to harm his mother, and that such people were considered unfilial in ancient times, in an imperial edict to depose the crown prince. And he still blamed the child for being alienated from him? Did he blame him for winning over the court officials in order to protect himself?

No wonder... that’s strange!

Kangxi gritted his teeth, thought about it again and again, but still couldn't hold back his anger, and he went on a crazy rant.

When there is a rift between father and son, can't you, as a son, be more tactful and gentle? Can't you proactively identify the problem and work hard to solve it? Can't you be open and honest with your father and resolve the conflict? Do you have to form cliques and factions, as if you want to seize power?

The sound was so loud that it shook the roof tiles, and Yinreng's scalp numbed, but his expression showed a little bit of relief.

That's right, it's easy.

It would be a disaster if Khan Ama didn't get angry after knowing such a big thing. Now he is still willing to scold him, which means that although he is angry and a little disappointed, he has not given up on him and is still willing to teach him.

There is still hope of becoming a regular employee.

Hey.

Yinreng, who had escaped danger once again, was secretly delighted, and Yinzhen, who had been entrusted with an important task, was even more confident.

After receiving the imperial edict, he hurried back to the palace and asked his wife to quickly prepare the luggage and other things. He wanted to reach the destination in the shortest time possible and completely eradicate the big cancer that caused the destruction of the country.

He had followed the Southern Tour and Northern Hunting Tour many times over the years, so his wife had already become very familiar with the relevant arrangements.

The only problem is which concubine or concubines to arrange to accompany him.

Yinzhen is devoted to official duties, how could he care about this?

Just say you won’t bring anyone.

But Fu Jin said that the journey was a long one and would take a long time. Eunuchs and guards were not as meticulous as women, so she specially selected the plain-looking Niuhulu and the humble Geng to accompany and serve.

He was fast, and the ninth prince Yinzhen was not slow either.

The two brothers packed their luggage and completed their respective tasks that day, and set out on their journey south the next day.

The speed was so fast that Yin Xuan was shocked: [As expected, those who are close to vermilion become red, those who are close to ink become black, and those who are close to the liver emperor become self-sustaining without realizing it? Tsk, Brother Nine is such a luxurious person who likes to enjoy life, but he actually received the order on the first day and set off the next day.]

The prince was just scolded and cried yesterday, so Yinzhen must be careful today to prevent Xiao Shiba from exposing his own dirt again.

He quickly stepped forward with a smile and took him in his arms: "Oh, my good brother, it's hard for you to get up so early in the morning to send my ninth brother off. For your kindness, I will find some good stuff for you when I go to Fujian, Guangzhou and other places."

"Whatever cloth, jade pendants, or Western toys. Even the southern fruits and special foods, I'll have to send some back to you by fast boat and horse, so that you can have a good time."

The temptation of delicious food, are you afraid that you won’t take the bait?

Yinxuan really doesn’t have it!

Although tears of emotion were already flowing down the corners of her mouth, her big eyes were still blinking with excitement.

But he still shook his head resolutely, his face very serious: "Ninth brother and fourth brother are leaving the capital under the order of the emperor, so they should naturally focus on their mission. How can they distract themselves from other things just to satisfy their brother's appetite? No, absolutely not."

He looked so cute that Yinzhen couldn't help but rub his face. "It's okay. As an elder brother, I just want to pamper my younger brother a little more, right, Fourth Brother?"

Yinzhen nodded, indicating that not only the ninth brother, he would also write a letter to assure safety and send someone to bring local specialties.

Then, Yinxuan's already serious face suddenly became even more serious.

He kept telling them to focus on their task and not to be distracted by anyone or anything. "We've all seen it with our own eyes. How terrible it is when Delhi Duck gets addicted. Mister used to be such a strong man, but now he's powerless. Once the addiction comes, he kneels and barks like a dog, and he's desperate to get the drug."

"If Fourth Brother and Ninth Brother are not careful and allow those harmful things to spread throughout the Qing Dynasty, how can we have soldiers to defend against the enemy, and how can we get silver to pay our salaries?"

Seeing that the little guy was about to cry, Yinzhen and Yinlu hurriedly became serious and made serious promises to him.

You must do your job carefully and never slack off.

If the longevity cream has the same origin and effect as the Delhi duck, they will try their best to destroy it.

We must try every possible means to prevent this deceptive poison from entering the country.

OK OK.

Yinzhen's little fleshy palms turned red from clapping, and his big eyes were filled with deep approval and expectation: [I heard it so carefully! Fourth and ninth brothers, you must do what you said. Don't just focus on fighting overtly and secretly and miss the point! You must work hard and don't give any enemy the opportunity to call us the sick man of East Asia, please!!!]