Mu Yue quickly ran to the Crown Prince, stretched out her chubby arm, and stood in front of him to block him.

Her small, delicate face was full of seriousness. "Father, you can't bully Brother Baocheng!"

Upon hearing Mu Yue's words, the Crown Prince immediately panicked.

The Emperor is the sovereign and father, and his sister's ordinary attitude towards him will surely displease him.

It might even implicate the Empress Dowager.

Thinking of this, he quickly pulled Mu Yue to his side and shielded her.

"Father, my sister was only trying to protect me. Please don't blame her!"

The crown prince's attitude was respectful enough, but not affectionate enough.

Looking at the Crown Prince's pale face, Kangxi patted his head helplessly, "Baocheng, I know you are diligent and inquisitive, but learning is not something that can be done in a day or two."

"You've just recovered from your illness, so the most important thing now is to take good care of your health."

Sensing Kangxi's worry, the Crown Prince immediately looked at him with filial piety, "Your Majesty, I heard from Granny Wuku that when you were young, Father Emperor vomited blood while studying and never rested. Your Majesty..."

Upon hearing that the Crown Prince intended to emulate him, Kangxi immediately laughed, "Truly my good son!"

Thinking of his two sons living with ministers outside the palace, Kangxi felt it was time for his children to meet each other.

He scooped up the crown prince in his arms, and with a smile, he said to the prince's surprised and delighted expression, "I happen to have some free time today, so I'll take you all out of the palace!"

This was the first time the Crown Prince had been held by Emperor Kangxi.

Manchus have a tradition of holding their grandchildren but not their own children.

Furthermore, as the heir apparent, Kangxi was not as amiable towards the Crown Prince as he was towards Muyue.

This was the first time the father and son had ever been so close.

The crown prince carefully rested his head in Kangxi's arms.

Mu Yue, standing to the side, was not jealous.

The thought of being able to leave the palace today made her eyes light up instantly. She rushed to the two of them and hugged Kangxi's leg tightly.

"Father, are you telling the truth? You really want to take Yue'er and Brother Baocheng out of the palace?"

Mu Yue looked at Kangxi expectantly.

"of course it's true!"

After simply changing his clothes, Kangxi left the palace with Muyue and the Crown Prince.

The carriage departed from the palace gates and headed in an unknown direction.

Since Mu Yue could remember, she had never left the palace and was very curious about everything outside of it.

As soon as she got into the carriage, she couldn't wait to lift the curtain.

The carriage swayed and rattled through the market.

Through the curtain, Mu Yue could see vendors selling different items on the street not far away.

They wore patched clothes and looked exhausted, but when guests arrived, they forced smiles and greeted them warmly.

Just then, a man dressed in brocade walked by casually, carrying a birdcage in his hand.

Seemingly thirsty, the man suddenly bent down and took a piece of fruit from the basket in front of a fruit vendor.

He didn't seem to intend to pay; instead, he picked up the fruit, wiped it, popped it into his mouth, and walked away.

The vendor guarding the basket quickly stopped the man.

It's unclear what the vendor and the man said, but the man's smile suddenly vanished, and he angrily kicked the basket in front of the vendor.

The fruit in the basket instantly rolled to the ground.

The vendors, disregarding everything else, hurriedly tried to pick up the fruit.

But the man was still not satisfied and did not let the vendor off the hook. He actually stepped on the vendor's hand as he picked up the fruit.

The vendor's face showed a hint of pain as he kept patting the man's feet, trying to get him to lift them.

But the man sneered and crushed his fingers under his feet.

His eyes were full of disgust, and he was muttering curses, though it was unclear what he was saying.

Mu Yue's mood instantly soured as she watched everything unfold before her.

In her recovered memories, although people were still struggling to make a living, they were not like the people in front of her, wearing patched clothes and with numb expressions on their faces.

They even had to face malice from high-ranking officials and dignitaries.

This is the capital city, right under the emperor's nose.

If even the people here are living such miserable lives, what kind of lives are the people in other places living?

Mu Yue didn't even dare to think about it further.

She originally only wanted her brother to ascend the throne smoothly and escape his predetermined fate.

But at this moment, a sense of ambition suddenly arose in my heart.

The Crown Prince and Emperor Kangxi also noticed Mu Yue's sudden change in expression.

Unlike the Crown Prince, who was hesitant to act due to his concerns, Kangxi followed Muyue's gaze and looked out of the carriage.

Upon seeing the scene unfolding on the street, Kangxi's expression instantly turned cold, and he ordered the guards driving the carriage, "Stop!"

The guards, unaware of what had happened, instinctively stopped the carriage as Kangxi had instructed.

A simple-looking horse-drawn carriage stopped by the roadside.

Most people's attention was drawn to the conflict on the street not far away, and not many people noticed the stopped carriage.

"Emperor Father?"

Mu Yue did not ignore Kangxi's orders.

She blinked blankly at Kangxi, not understanding why he suddenly stopped the carriage.

"Just call me Ama when you're out in public!"

Kangxi composed himself, gently patted Muyue, and got off the carriage with the two children.

He looked at the farce unfolding not far away and said to the Crown Prince beside him, "If Bao Cheng were in such a situation, how would he handle it?"

The crown prince followed Kangxi's finger and looked towards the street.

The man had already lifted his foot off the vendor's fingers.

The vendor's fingers were swollen and red from being stepped on, but he dared not utter a single complaint against the man. He simply knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to the man in brocade, as if begging for mercy.

Although the crown prince is young, he has been well-educated.

Seeing the scene before him, he frowned. "Father, can Baocheng go and help that vendor?"

Kangxi released his grip on the Crown Prince's hand, saying, "Baocheng, just do what you want to do!"

He is the crown prince, and the position will eventually be handed over to him.

He did not want his successor to be someone who was unaware of the hardships of ordinary people.

He had already recognized the man who was oppressing the people.

As a member of the Eight Banners, he received a salary from the imperial court, but spent his days idly, doing nothing of substance.

If we continue to allow these Manchu bannermen to collect their salaries without doing any real work, the national treasury may not be able to support them.

There were already many people in the Jiangnan region who were using the banner of overthrowing the Qing and restoring the Ming. If people were to learn about the actions of the Eight Banners descendants, his throne would probably be even more unstable.

Moreover, he took his two children out today so that they could see the Qing Dynasty he had governed.

Instead of wanting children to see the ugly behavior of the Manchu bannermen who ran rampant and dominated the world.

Mu Yue watched the Crown Prince walk away in a direction not far away. She tugged at Kangxi's sleeve and whispered, "Father, why did he do that?"

"He clearly took someone else's fruit without paying any money, so why did he intentionally hurt them?"

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