inspire-indiana Chapter 492: The eldest prince: What's wrong with being old? Did it delay me from beating you?
Chapter 492: The eldest prince: What's wrong with being old? Did it delay me from beating you?
Kangxi originally refused this.
But the princes tried their best to persuade them.
Among them, the Tenth Prince was the most direct: "It's better to be safe than sorry! You are already over sixty years old, what if something goes wrong? Yes, the Qing Dynasty has a crown prince, so the country will not be in chaos. But your title of the emperor with the longest reign and the largest territory in history may be ruined!"
It was no surprise that the daring Tenth Prince was kicked.
But after that, Kangxi did not insist on sleeping on straw mats and using earth as pillows in the real sense.
They were closely watched by Yinxuan the whole day, and until the empress dowager's coffin was carried out, these filial sons and grandsons all took off their mourning clothes.
Seeing that he was a little thinner, but in good spirits, Yinxuan's heart, which had been hanging in his throat, finally settled down: [Not bad, not bad. All my hard work for a long time was worth it~]
[At least now I don’t have to see my father Kangxi suffer from illness, and I don’t have to be in the vortex of the princes’ open and secret struggles! ]
Princes: ...
What can I tell you, my dear brother: Everything is clear. We had already given up the idea in the autumn of the 47th year of the Kangxi reign.
Moreover, the position of the crown prince is as solid as a rock. Even if they want to do so, they have to hold it back!
A hopeful fight is called a fight for succession, otherwise it is called seeking death.
The world is so beautiful and we are not tired of living.
It’s not necessary, it’s really not necessary!
But the princes did not dare to even use punctuation marks to express such inner thoughts.
He could only watch as his own Khan Ama touched his Eighteenth Brother's forehead helplessly and said, "These days, it's really hard for our Eighteenth Brother."
Whoops!
Yinzhen waved his hand nonchalantly: "We are father and son, why do we have to say so much? As long as you are well, your son will be happy no matter how hard it is."
This sentence is absolutely from the heart.
After all, people are kind-hearted.
Even though at the beginning he only hoped that Kangxi would be healthy and live longer, and would always support him from afar.
But with the same love and care for him for the past ten years, there is no need for any acting, it's all true love.
The Empress Dowager's coffin was carried to the Xiaoling Mausoleum, and everyone bowed silently. Yinxuan, however, looked at his father Kangxi's graying hair, thinking that in another three or four years, he would also...
The tears were like rain and could not be stopped.
If others saw this, who wouldn’t say that the Eighteenth Prince is extremely filial?
It seems that the way he cried was even more sad than the Fifth Prince who was raised by the Empress Dowager.
Some even suspected that he was overdoing it.
But Yinzhen didn't care. He wiped his tears and showed Kangxi his new achievement: "After years of hard work, my son and other talented people have finally succeeded and made the telegraph machine."
what?
Kangxi was stunned: "This, is this true?"
"Ah."
Yinzhen nodded heavily, "It's absolutely true. I came to Ningshou Palace a few years ago just to tell you the good news, but I didn't expect that the Queen Mother would be seriously ill. You were so focused on taking care of her that you couldn't disturb me with anything that wasn't extremely urgent. I didn't dare to disobey your order, so I ordered people to continue to improve it."
"I didn't tell Khan Ama until today, hoping that Khan Ama would smile."
With his child being so filial, what could Kangxi say?
He could only nod his head in relief and immediately went to the research institute to see the telegraph machine that his beloved son had worked so hard to build after several years of hard work. He saw with his own eyes that these two little gadgets, through the dripping of electric current, achieved the instant transmission of information.
He was so excited that he slapped his thigh and said, "It's so magnificent! It's like the power of a god!"
The next moment, he heard his good son complaining again: "Sure enough, Kangxi's father has never eaten anything good. This is just the beginning. In addition to telegraphs, there are telephones, which can make real-time calls thousands of miles away. Later, mobile phones and computers can make voice and video calls anytime and anywhere..."
Kangxi and the other princes were still excited about the telegram: ...
Got it!
I thought they had reached some incredible peak, but it turned out they were just getting started.
And we need to keep working hard.
However, this entry level is already a dimensionality reduction attack for other countries.
The Tenth Prince was simple-minded at other times, but now he was quick-witted and quick-handed. He stabbed the ground firmly and said, "With such a powerful weapon that can transmit information in an instant, our army will surely be more powerful. The sooner we use it, the sooner we will benefit."
"My son is willing to go overseas to deliver equipment to my fifth brother and his friends. Please approve it, Khan Ama."
Eh!
If you say so, the eldest prince will not accept it.
He is willing and able to take on this glorious yet arduous task!
Before he could finish his words, the Tenth Prince pushed him away with a butt: "Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken? Don't bother with this little thing, big brother. My younger brother and I, the Eighth Brother, the Ninth Brother, and the Fourteenth Brother can do it beautifully. Big brother, you..."
"It's better to stay in the capital and enjoy your remaining years!"
"I never noticed it before, but now I see that your temples have turned a little gray. I counted on my fingers and found that you are almost fifty years old. Why don't you stop being so stubborn?"
The brat is afraid that he can't win the fight so he uses his age as an excuse?
The eldest prince was furious and punched the man directly: "Today, I will let you, a bastard, see what it means to be strong with age! What's wrong with being old? Did it delay me from beating you?"
Mang Shi, who always only punched others, met someone more reckless and was pinned to the ground and beaten by the other person.
The perpetrator was still crying after the accident: "Please forgive me, my son was stabbed in the heart by the tenth son, so he lost control for a while."
"Thinking back to the days when my son followed you in the three expeditions against Galdan, he led the army across the natural barriers, and worked with General Fu Ning'an, my fourteenth brother, and my sister Ke Jing to defeat the Dzungar Khanate and attack Russia in the north. How come time flies so fast, and my son has become old and unbearable in the blink of an eye?"
Kangxi, who was also stabbed, was furious: "Bullshit! In front of me, you are worthy of being called old and feeble?"
The eldest prince was so frightened that he trembled: "Isn't it? Do you think your son can still wear armor and go overseas to make new contributions to the Qing Dynasty?"
Of course, as soon as the word "of course" came out, the man who had just been shaking laughed out loud: "Thank you, my son, for your respect. I will learn how to use the telegraph machine myself. Then I will pack up as soon as possible and go to the front line in person."
"It will also let some green hands know that old ginger is spicier and aged wine is more fragrant!"
The Tenth Prince, who had just been beaten and used as a stepping stone, was so angry that he yelled, "Look at my eldest brother, this villain has succeeded. Is he still a good elder brother?"
"And it was my son who asked for permission first. And he has a lot of experience in naval battles, so he is more familiar with the waters..."
While the Tenth Prince was still shouting about his own merits, the other princes had already knelt down like dumplings.
There is nothing else, we also want to make more achievements, and ask Khan Ama to give us a chance!
Kangxi asked about the inventory of telegraph machines and thought about his great eight-year plan. A rather crazy idea gradually took shape in his mind.