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

Chapter 244 Tolerance?

Kangxi flicked his finger on his forehead and said, "I see, you little housekeeper."

Unprepared, Yin Xuan was hit hard and covered his head: "Ah~"

The Fourth Prince beside him wanted to help rub it as if it was a conditioned reflex, but it turned out that he was not as fast as the Crown Prince.

The two brothers, one rubbed the baby while the other coaxed him.

The other princes looked at their father with a common hatred: "Eighteenth brother has worked so hard, how could Khan Ama have the heart to attack him?"

"That's it!"

The Ninth Prince, who had been looking forward to a long talk with his friend after not seeing him for a long time, mustered up the courage to say, "Having a son like my Eighteenth Brother is a blessing that all fathers in the world cannot pray for. My father doesn't even cherish him. I am really heartbroken, especially for the Eighteenth Brother."

"I'd rather ask you for a reward. Please allow me to stay at your son's Ninth Prince's Mansion for a few days!"

Huh?

Yinxuan was stunned by this sudden invitation. When he looked up, he saw his ninth brother's lip movements trying to tell him in detail about going out to sea.

His little interest was piqued at that moment.

I quickly nodded and said okay, okay, I haven’t seen my ninth brother for a long time, and I miss him very much.

When this was mentioned, the Ninth Prince couldn't help but chuckle, "If you miss me so much, why don't you write to me more often and have endless things to say to me, Eighteenth Brother? But Fourth Brother smiles from time to time, and he brags so much that he wishes the whole South knew that you and him have a good relationship."

"We write letters from time to time, talking about everything, and each letter takes up a thick stack of paper..."

Yinxuan frowned on the spot and complained in his heart.

[Ah, this… How can I tell him in a more elegant and non-hurt way that there is no spring breeze and no autumn rain? Let’s be fair, don’t just see me writing to my fourth brother, but not see that my fourth brother never forgets to write back to me no matter how busy he is!]

[Even though he was infected with the epidemic, Fourth Brother never forgot to write to me. What about you? You wrote letters, but you were inconsistent, and you were also evasive and half-hearted, treating me, who was only eight years old, like a three-year-old child...]

By the end of his speech, there was a hint of loneliness in his voice.

Then, the Ninth Prince was tortured by the eyes of his family members.

The emperor's father, who had just praised him, suddenly lost his composure and kicked him on the butt: "What kind of person is that grinning face of yours? Don't you know that since you left, Xiao Shiba has to study, attend court, and study weapon manufacturing and firearms research in order to promote the development of the Qing Dynasty. Has he been so busy that he has become a spinning top?"

"That's it!"

"Khan Ama has a keen eye and hits the nail on the head."

"Who says it's not?"

Everyone was talking at once, blaming the Ninth Prince.

But it made him angry!

He picked up Yinxuan and turned around and ran: "No matter what. A man should keep his word. Since you have agreed to stay at my house for a while, you must stay at my house for a while. Khan Ama will chat with the brothers first, and we two brothers will take our leave first."

This scoundrel behavior made Kangxi stunned: "This bastard!"

The eldest prince immediately volunteered, saying that he would chase his younger brother back even if he had to go to the Ninth Prince's mansion.

But the Fourth Prince stopped him: "If the Eighteenth Brother didn't want to, how could he not struggle at all? Forget it, eldest brother. Give them some time. Let the Ninth Brother tell the Eighteenth Brother about Nanyang."

"We should also spare some time to discuss how to continue to lure the enemy into a trap. We should quickly deal with the Dzungars and then take over Luzon. Well, we should raise an army of justice and seek justice for the innocent people who died."

Yeah.

Who would rise up an army to rob other people's homes just because they covet their wealth?

We have been a country of etiquette since ancient times. We will not rudely invade other people's land, but the land left by our ancestors must not be taken away by outsiders!

There is no such thing as militarism, only suppressing rebellion and punishing disobedience.

If the enemy loses their will to fight, not only surrenders, but also cries and shouts to be their vassal, then they are quite tolerant, and as a country of etiquette since ancient times, it is not easy to refuse, right?

Yes Yes Yes.

The father and his sons discussed and laughed together, and it was easy to set the tone.

The prince chuckled, "Now everything is ready. We are just waiting for that fool Tsewang Arabtan to think he has the upper hand and attack us with a mighty force when we are unprepared."

The eldest brother raised his eyebrows: "Who said it wasn't?"

"To paraphrase Xiao Shiba, my sword has long been thirsty for quenching. I am just looking forward to going into battle to kill the enemy and speed up the process of welcoming the return of the Western Regions to our homeland."

As soon as these words were spoken, the pressure was immediately put on the Eighth Prince.

Let him keep up the good work.

I will try to write a super manifesto that will make Tsewang Arabtan so angry that he will be like a Buddha born into the world and two Buddhas ascend to heaven, and he will risk his life to have a good fight.

For this scene, no matter which prince you choose, at least the pen is given to you and you write the scene.

Prince Duba was still as gentle as ever, not showing any anger at all: "Warfare is all about courage. The first time you make a strong effort, the second time you lose strength, and the third time you are exhausted. This manifesto is similar in nature, and is not much different."

After several exchanges, Tsewang Arabtan's handwriting became more natural and elegant.

I was no longer as angry as in the previous two letters.

and so……

The Eighth Prince smiled and bowed to Kangxi: "My son personally thinks that this method of provocation is unlikely to have the expected effect. So, we might as well continue to provoke them while doing what we should do. We should show that we don't take the Dzungar Khanate seriously at all and have no defense at all, so that Tsewang Arabtan will mistakenly think that the opportunity has come."

Kangxi nodded: "This is exactly what I thought."

"Now that you brothers have returned to the capital one after another, we can gather together. How about taking care of the previously agreed event of conferring the title of Prince again?"

When one is in the court, who doesn’t hope to be promoted?

Can……

After listening to Little Eighteen talking about so many original historical lines, even Little Seventeen knew everything about the nine princes' fight for the throne.

Now you know how good the old man is at fishing for law enforcement.

No one dared to say anything for a moment, they just secretly glanced at the emperor's father's expression, and then looked at the prince.

Look at it again and again.

The angry prince pointed his finger at them and said, "You are really judging Khan Ama by your own mean minds. You underestimate my broad-mindedness."

Although he was indeed uneasy before the cards were revealed.

He wished he could hold a sledgehammer and, like playing whack-a-mole, beat up those brothers who might pose a threat to him one by one until they had no strength left.

But after having a heart-to-heart talk with Khan Ama and his son, he no longer had any such worries.

Looking at the outstanding brothers from the perspective of the master, there is no longer any vigilance or fear. I just hope that they will be better and better, with unparalleled martial arts and overflowing talents.

Then, those who can fight will fight for him and Khan Ama across the world and plant the dragon flag of the Qing Dynasty all over the world.

Those who are good at domestic affairs help him deal with the vast amount of government affairs.

Really, everyone has their own job.

Princes: ...

How can this be called tolerance? It was clearly a flash of inspiration, and he finally recognized his position. He knew that in addition to competing with them internally and internally, he could also urge them to roll out crazily and conquer the world for him.