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

Chapter 491 You are filial to your stepmother, I am filial to my biological father, we each have our

Kangxi raised his hand and pinched his little nose: "Who taught you to be so self-deprecating?"

That's it!

The Tenth Prince laughed: "If people like you are stubborn, what are we brothers?"

"He is considered a pillar of the country!"

Yin Xuan smiled: "Tenth brother, you have made a lot of money with Eighth and Ninth brothers in the past two years, and have also brought honor to the Qing Dynasty. While I am proud of you, I also sincerely hope that you can slow down a bit."

"Don't wait until my brother's eight-year term is up and I can finally travel the world with you, only to find that the seas are all territories and there is no place to spread the king's rule."

Tenth Prince: ...

Needless to say, this is exactly our goal!

A great eight-year plan.

It may seem like a daydream, but in fact, it is easier for strong ships and powerful guns to attack those old ships, firearms, and even spears and short swords than for adults to beat children.

Coupled with the glorious achievements against Japan and Korea, many small countries surrendered.

In two years, they traveled to many places, earned a lot of gold and silver, and expanded a lot of territory.

The speed was so fast that the Tenth Prince felt from the bottom of his heart: The eight-year plan might not be impossible.

Unfortunately, when he was full of confidence, he was sued by his fifth brother, seventh brother, sixteenth brother and seventeenth brother.

The reason was very heartwarming at first: I felt sorry for my brother/elder and couldn't bear to see him wandering overseas for years, unable to rest or reunite with his family.

The brothers felt so distressed when they saw this that they were willing to sacrifice themselves for him.

After being firmly rejected by the Tenth Prince, they all changed their words.

They just thought that they were also princes of the Qing Dynasty and had a desire to serve their country, and they strongly requested an opportunity to show their abilities.

Yin Xuan, who was watching the melon-eating scene at the time, quietly howled: "You are too tired, it's time to take a break~"

Let Khan Ama make the final decision. Princes Eighty, Ninety and Fourteen will stay in Beijing for a while to rest, while Prince Five and others will set sail and continue the great business of maritime trade.

How could Yinzhen know that he was inadvertently holding his brothers back?

He was only deeply moved by Kangxi.

He accepted the latest elites sent over and continued to immerse himself in research.

Two years passed, and as the 56th year of Emperor Kangxi was drawing to a close, research on the telegraph finally made a breakthrough.

Tick-tick. Tick-tick…

When the clear and pleasant sound of the transmission finally came, Yinzhen burst into tears with excitement: "It's done, Mr. Huang, we did it! Hahahaha, we finally made this 'superb ear'!"

Yeah.

Huang Luzhuang, whose hair had turned gray, nodded with tears in his eyes: "Yes, that's right, brother. We have worked hard for more than 1,400 days and nights. We finally created this telegraph machine from scratch, bit by bit."

"Thanks to the blessing of our ancestors, my brother can now report the good news to the emperor. Although we have spent countless gold and silver, we have finally got what we wanted."

Uh-huh-huh.

Yinxuan nodded with tears in his eyes and asked someone to lead the horse to go to the palace.

Let’s go and tell Khan Ama the good news!

Hey hey hey.

Yinxuan went to the Qianqing Palace for an audience with joy, but was told that the Empress Dowager had caught a cold and the Emperor was in the Ningshou Palace at the time.

He then quickly went to Ningshou Palace to pay his respects to the Empress Dowager.

Just after the ceremony, the prince handed him an apricot-yellow handkerchief and said, "You look so anxious that your forehead is sweating. Hurry up and wipe it off. It's almost the New Year, don't catch a cold again."

Yinzhen was so busy every day that he didn't know what day it was. He casually asked what day it was.

The prince glanced at him and said, "You! How many times have I told you that you should balance work and rest in both civil and military affairs? But you didn't listen. Today is the third day of the twelfth lunar month in the fifty-sixth year of the Kangxi reign!"

Yinxuan's heart skipped a beat, and his face changed: [On the third day of the twelfth month of the fifty-sixth year, historically, the Empress Dowager died on the sixth day of the twelfth month of the fifty-sixth year!]

bang~

Kangxi, who was serving medicine to the empress dowager in front of the bed, suddenly had a trembling hand and the medicine bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The Queen Mother lifted her heavy eyelids and tried to curl the corners of her lips: "I am fine, it's just that the weather is cold after the snow, and I accidentally caught a cold. I will be taken care of by the servants below. Your Majesty does not need to worry too much, go and have a rest."

Kangxi lowered his head and quickly wiped the tears from his face: "Madam, please wait a moment. I will ask the palace maid to bring a new bowl of medicine."

leave?

Do not!

Not only did Kangxi not obey the order, he became even more earnest.

Not only did the imperial physicians gather at Ningshou Palace, they also recruited famous doctors from the public, hoping to cure their stepmother at all costs.

But the old lady's cold was not the main issue. She was seventy-seven years old. She was old and her body functions were not functioning well. She was like a candle in the wind. Even if the wind stopped and the remaining candle burned out, it would be over.

Countless famous doctors and geniuses worked together, but they could only delay her death for two more months, allowing her to complete the first month of the 57th year of the Kangxi reign.

On the sixth day of February, Empress Dowager Borjigit died in Ningshou Palace.

The emperor was deeply saddened and personally performed the ceremony of cutting the braid.

He ignored others' advice and insisted on building a thatched hut outside Ningshou Gate to personally mourn for the Empress Dowager.

The prince felt sorry for the old prince and was afraid that he could not bear the suffering, so he tried to persuade him several times but was scolded and the eldest prince was even kicked.

All the princes failed one after another, and when it came to Yinzhen's turn, he didn't think he could persuade him.

I simply packed up my things and moved into that small thatched hut.

Kangxi told him to stop fooling around, but he cried and yelled back: "How can it be fooling around? It's obvious that you, Khan, are hypocritical. Only the emperor is allowed to set fires, but the prince is not allowed to light lamps!"

"I……"

"I don't want to listen!" Yinzhen covered his ears tightly: "Anyway, you are filial to your stepmother, and I am filial to my biological father. We each have our own filial piety, so don't think of disturbing each other!"

[Isn't it just living in a thatched hut? As long as Kangxi doesn't suffer from a foot disease like in history, where he can hardly walk and needs support from both sides, and goes to the Tangquan Palace for treatment for a long time but doesn't see much improvement, it's fine.]

[Otherwise, the old man will suffer, and the court will be uneasy! Father Kangxi loves me so much, I have to respect him. No matter what, I can't let him suffer from illness and be forced by the ministers to give a definite answer...]

Kangxi paused, wanting to order him to go back quickly. He smiled helplessly and dotingly: "In that case, let us accompany each other and give your Royal Mama a good ride."

Eh?

Yinxuan, who thought he had to cry for a while before getting approval, was stunned, and then nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Then the thatched cottage was renovated.

According to the rules, you can only use thatched roofs, which are drafty and windy. There's not even a bed. Just throw a straw mat on the ground?

That won’t work!

The emperor was filial and willing to strictly follow the ancient rituals. But the eighteenth prince had been working for the country for many years, doing research day and night, and his body was really weak.

You can't sleep without a bed, and you can't have a draft.

A thatched hut that is windproof and rainproof is a must, and the low bed must be covered with a wolfskin mattress.

Light a charcoal basin next to it.

The same goes for diet: you can give up meat, but you must have nutrition.

In order to ensure his own health and that of his father Kangxi, Yinzhen spared no effort.