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

Chapter 377 Revenge from the Crown Prince

After failing to pretend to be cool, my younger brother gave me a lecture or something.

The Ninth Prince was also a little embarrassed.

But this is nothing compared to the Condor.

He just laughed: "Yes, my eighteenth brother is knowledgeable and has a good memory, and what you said is absolutely right. But in addition to crows, magpies and gadflies are also sacred birds, also sacred birds."

"It's not a divine bird!" Yinzhen spread his hands: "I'm not sure if it can swim, and I'm even less sure if Khan Ama likes this name."

[But we will definitely speed up the process and get the Qing steamships out to sea as soon as possible. Hehe, this time we have the upper hand!]

[It doesn’t matter what you call it, as long as you break through first and stay far ahead, you won’t fall behind and get beaten. It’s up to us to decide whether to beat someone to relieve boredom based on our mood.]

Yeah.

This little chatter really touched the heart of the Ninth Prince, making him instantly bright and cheerful.

As a result, this smile hurt the wound on his face, causing him to look hideous in pain.

I blame my father, my brother and my younger brother.

They are blood relatives, how can you be so cruel?

In this regard, the answers of the masters are particularly consistent: those who commit the crime of being a child should be beaten! If you can keep your life, you should be grateful that your last name is Aixinjueluo.

if not……

I'll make sure you're still alive and suffer the three thousand six hundred dollars torture for three whole days.

Even after death, your bones will be crushed and your ashes will be scattered, without even a chance for grass to grow on your grave.

Upon hearing this, the Ninth Prince's face changed drastically and he kept saying that it was too cruel, too cruel.

As a result, everyone asked him what he would do in his place. He thought about it carefully and decided that if he met someone who dared to harm his eighteenth brother, he would be even more ruthless.

Who makes the younger brother not just a younger brother, but also the key for the Qing Dynasty to avoid all kinds of humiliation in the historical line and reach the peak in this game?

Something may happen to everyone, but Eighteenth Brother must be safe!

Yinxuan had no idea about his ninth brother's complicated mental journey. He just called for the imperial physician with a distressed look on his face.

He ordered the other party to give medicine to his ninth brother, the best medicine.

Not only does it relieve pain, it also prevents scars and would be best if it could whiten your skin at the same time.

The first two items are easy to understand, but...

The imperial physician who was given the order was slightly stunned, somewhat surprised by this last request.

Yin Xuan coughed lightly: "Ninth brother looks like Concubine Yi. He is the most handsome among all our brothers. He is simply the ceiling of the Aixinjueluo family in terms of appearance. He should take good care of himself."

"But the wind was strong at sea and the sun was strong, so he got tanned during this time."

It seriously affects your appearance. You finally got it back, so you should take the opportunity to whiten your skin, right?

Since the last two sentences were somewhat unmanly, Yinzhen did not say it directly, but only asked the imperial physician if there was any solution.

What else can the imperial physician say?

I could only bow obediently and ask Eighteenth Prince to rest assured that I would do my best.

Ninth Prince: ...

There is no need to be so dedicated.

It was just a minor injury, not even one ten-thousandth of the damage he suffered fighting those pirates on the sea, getting injured and falling into the sea.

That was called horror.

My thigh was injured and bleeding a lot, and then it was soaked in the salty sea water.

hiss~

Thinking back on that feeling now, it is still enough to make me feel intoxicated.

Just to prevent his mother from getting worried and anxious, or even asking the emperor to refuse him from going out to sea again, he had already issued a ban to everyone accompanying him, not to reveal even a little bit.

But in fact, Kangxi had already known about it.

Otherwise, how could he use the word "Kang" from his own reign title as a title and give it to the Ninth Prince, a person whom he not only disliked but even despised because of his lack of ambition, self-degradation and indulgence in business affairs?

All I learned was that this son had gone through hardships and dangers in order to ensure the smooth development of maritime trade, but he never changed his mind.

I am deeply moved and sincerely hope that he can go smoothly and return safely every time.

Just live a healthy and peaceful life for the rest of your life.

Of course, Kangxi was arrogant and respected Lao Jiu's idea of ​​keeping it secret.

But in order to avoid a rift between father and son, he still wrote a letter to the capital, informing his own prince of the cause and effect and the blessing represented by the word Kang.

The prince received a letter from Khan Ama: ...

There is no jealousy in him.

After all, his mentality changed, his realm broadened, and his overall thinking level rose. He now equally likes every brother and sister who has devoted themselves to the Qing Dynasty.

Because the harder they work, the bigger the kingdom they will inherit.

If you think from the owner's perspective, you won't think that the managers of the branches are too powerful and will endanger your position, right?

He now hopes that every brother and sister will become excellent.

He was just a little dissatisfied with his Khan-father who was becoming more and more hands-off.

The prince got angry and started to mess up.

Leading a group of people from the East Palace to Tanzhe Temple to pray for blessings, what about those memorials piled up like a mountain?

Well.

They were all sent to the paddock as soon as possible so that Khan Ama would know what it meant that a country cannot be without a king for a day.

Kangxi, who had been idle for quite a while, was suddenly overwhelmed by memorials. He was so angry that he read them while angrily cursing his unfilial son.

The princes of other families formed various cliques for personal gain, fearing that the throne would fall into the hands of others, and they all vied to help their father the emperor share his worries.

But this donkey of his is rebellious. Not only does he dare to lose his temper, but he also dares to find work for his own Khan Ama? Haha. Aren't you afraid that I have too many donkeys here and can just point a few of them to pull the mill?

In order to continue to enjoy riding horses on the grassland, Kangxi gathered all the princes in the enclosure.

Each person was given a stack of memorials and asked to help review them.

[Ah, this is definitely not like a rat in a bellows, getting bullied from both sides. If we don’t do well, Kangxi will make things difficult for us; if we do well, the second prince will not only make things difficult for us, but he may also regard us as a thorn in his side.]

[No matter how I think about it, I feel that there are only disadvantages and no advantages! Tsk tsk, who is still being taken advantage of?]

Sober Eighteen immediately gave up the task: "Oh my, I suddenly thought of an idea about a new type of ship-mounted artillery. I have to go back and write it down. The next time Brother Nine goes out to sea, I will rely on it to ensure basic safety!"

"Is it so important?" The Ninth Prince immediately stood up and said, "Then I have to go and take a look. I need to get familiar with the specific situation first. Then I can use it as I wish and bring into full play the advanced weapons."

If you say so, the eldest prince and others will be curious.

After all, spring goes and autumn comes, autumn goes and winter comes, time passes quite quickly.

It won't be long before they return to the battlefield and chase after that bastard Tsewang Arabtan in Tsarist Russia on behalf of Khan Ama.

In an instant, the few people who had come one after another rushed away like the receding tide.

Kangxi was left alone, pounding the table in anger.

He was so angry that he laughed secretly. Although those brats were not close to him as their old father, it was no longer like the original historical line, where people almost fought for the throne and got their heads broken!

Isn’t this a kind of success?

Life is like a game of chess, each game is a new one. This time, the father and son finally did not follow the tragic path of history.

It's already very gratifying.

Just ...