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

Chapter 115: That scene, epic and shocking

Kangxi was still talking, and Yinzhen was completely dumbfounded: [Oh my, this... this is a mess, right? It's the 48th year of Kangxi! In the first month of the year, Kangxi's father was just getting better, and he was busy asking who took the lead in nominating the eight-year-old brother. He had a fight with Ma Qi and put Ma Qi in jail.]

[In February, he went on a tour of the capital and promoted Yang Fu to be the general of Heilongjiang.]

[In March, the second brother was crowned the crown prince again, and then the palace selected more than 200 Jinshi candidates. The first place winner, Zhao Xiongzhao, is quite impressive, hehehe.]

[In April, he went on a tour to the frontier, but before he could return, Prince Kang Chuntai passed away...]

[Now this… this is not wrong, it’s completely the opposite! Why? What went wrong?]

Kangxi also wanted to know why. Prince Kang Chuntai was the same age as the eighth prince. How could he be gone in his twenties?

Unfortunately, Xiao Shiba also kept talking afterwards.

But why are they talking so much? It seems like the butterfly effect, but which butterfly is so wild? It has changed history beyond recognition. Will the butterfly fall and the Nine Dragons fight for the throne? It's a bit regrettable, after all, I want to see the fourth brother pass the level. It's also a bit more joyful, the palms and backs of the hands are all brothers, and he doesn't want the brothers to fight for a broken chair and get bloody...

I was so confused that I kept struggling until the end of the court.

Seeing the little chubby face wrinkled like a bun, old father Kangxi felt a little annoyed. He wanted to tell him not to worry, it was you, the big moth, who fanned it wildly and made a miracle happen.

But Emperor Kangxi said nothing, just pinched his little chubby face soothingly.

Ok.

It's smooth, tender and easy to pinch. Let's try it again.

Do it again.

The chubby face was ravaged, what else could Yin Xuan think about? He could only turn his doubts into anger, and without thinking, he fought back and ravaged him fiercely.

That scene was epic and shocking.

Wei Zhu was so frightened that her voice choked up: "Protect... Protect the emperor!"

The imperial guard drew his sword reflexively.

Yinzhen, who just realized what he had done, burst into tears: "Son, my son just wanted to have a little affection with Khan Ama, this crime is not punishable by death, right?"

Princes:!!!

Is that a deep father-son relationship? You dare to touch the head of Khan Amar!

Even more daring than the bandits who blew up the imperial tombs.

The latter was at least in the last years of the dynasty, and the old man had passed away for a hundred or two hundred years. But you, in the prosperous palace of Kangxi, dared to greet him in the face under the noses of countless guards with swords.

But even if you criticize in your heart, you still have to rescue them.

A group of princes knelt down and begged Khan Ama to show some leniency for their younger brothers because they were still young.

The prince even made the mouth shape of Fuxing to remind his father that a lack of patience could ruin great plans.

The eldest prince said that fathers and sons should not be so straight-laced. In the past, his son Hongyu had slapped him hard, but he was not angry at all. He even praised his son for his strong hands and said that he would be a great man in the future.

My own son, Xiao Fuxing.

What else could Kangxi do?

He immediately waved the guards away and scolded Wei Zhu for making a fuss.

Then he scolded the rebellious sons who were kneeling on the ground: "I was just playing around with Xiao Shiba and his son. Is it necessary for you to show up one by one and pretend to be good brothers?"

Turning around, Yinxuan smiled again: "Little Eighteen, don't cry. Khan Ama has dealt with those ignorant people. Let them make a fuss and scare our Eighteenth Prince!"

Yinxuan, who thought that his fat butt would be in trouble today: !!!

I feel fortunate and a little enlightened.

[I thought it was a mess before, but now I feel it’s okay? Father Kangxi is still the same father Kangxi. He loves me and hates me. The nine dragons are fighting for the throne. Well, let’s wait and see. Maybe my fuse has not been extinguished, and the prince’s position is still stable, so no one dares to move.]

[In history, the situation became more intense after the second brother, the crown prince, was deposed, the eldest brother was imprisoned, and the thirteenth brother was imprisoned for a short period of time!]

Kangxi:......

It turns out that the claims of loving father and filial son are all lies. The brat calls me Khan Ama with his mouth, but he is pointing fingers at him in his heart.

But in fact, the Eighteenth Prince is even more powerful.

He raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears, and said with a stern face: "Wei Anda and the guards are doing their duty, and brothers should be friendly to each other. It's my son's fault, but it's also you, Khan, who is too reckless."

[As the saying goes, the one who teases first is the cheap one. Well, dear me, I can’t say I’m cheap, but at least I’m a bit of a jerk! I’m really a bit of a jerk!]

Seeing Kangxi's old face was white with a hint of red, and red with a hint of black.

The prince had a hard time holding back his laughter and quickly led his men to dodge, "I see that not only did you not study hard at the age of fifteen or sixteen, but you are the same. You actually used the word Meng Lang to describe Khan Ama? This is really presumptuous and absurd. Come on, second brother will teach you a lesson."

The eldest prince and others also wanted to catch up, but if they were a step slower, they would be met with their father's threatening look that said "you will die if you try".

At the same time, there are princes and brothers, but they are not as useful as Little Eighteen, and secondly, not as favored as the crown prince.

She could only stay and be a delicate flower, enduring Khan's violent attacks.

There's no way, the old man has suffered too much.

Even the eldest prince, who was not good at writing, could give him two sentences in a poorly written way: Looking at the court, it is full of holes and worms everywhere. Thinking of my children and grandchildren, they fight to death and become disabled, fighting countless times, and each generation is more hurt than the previous one. Looking forward to the future, I originally hoped for thousands of years, but who would have thought that I would die in the twelfth generation? I am disappointed, and I will be blown up after my death.

It’s so difficult. It’s really difficult.

Of course he wanted to recite but didn't dare to, so he could only actively praise his eighteenth brother.

"Don't think that he always makes a few incisive remarks that may make people vomit blood. But he is really useful and can help us find and fill in the gaps. With him around, we don't even have to wait for the sheep to be lost before we can fill the gap!"

After sighing, he volunteered: "Since Little Eighteen said that the scoldings from his Fifteenth and Sixteenth brothers were not in vain, the Eight Banners do have many problems. I am not a talented son, but I am willing to help Khan Ama to reorganize the Beijing Camp."

The situation in which military generals cannot mount their horses or draw their bows must never happen again.

Now that you have received the royal salary, you have to train hard.

The imperial court is responsible for maintaining soldiers, not for maintaining powerful people.

Kangxi, who had the same idea, nodded heavily: "Reform, severely reform for me! Not only in the army, but also in the Eight Banners, we must conduct a strict and thorough investigation. Strictly put an end to all wrongdoings and bullying. The court supports the Eight Banners in the hope that they can be separated from production and focus all their energy on training and polishing themselves, not to raise a group of parasites."

There are some accounts that you don’t know until you calculate them, and you’ll be shocked when you do.

After a rough comparison between the spending of the Eight Banners in the early years of Kangxi's reign and the past two years, Kangxi's brows were furrowed into a "川" shape: No wonder Xiao Shiba said it was a geometric increase.

Indeed amazing.

If this continues, I'm afraid it will be even worse than the royal family of the Ming Dynasty.

He thought that after dealing with those rats in the Ministry of Internal Affairs and clearing the debts of the national treasury, with the income from the glass mirror factory and the upcoming sea trade, the burden on his shoulders would be much lighter.

Not only will it become heavier and heavier, but it’s also not good dry food?

Kangxi was not happy about this.

He felt that perhaps the Eight Banners' habit of not engaging in production could be changed.