Yinzhen: Become the favorite of the group in the Qing Dynasty where the brothers were reborn

Qianqing Palace

Yinxiang was working at his desk while Kangxi was grinding ink for him.

The status and situation of the father and son were completely reversed.

"Khan Ama, I am really scared when you do this."

Yinxiang looked distressed and spoke from the bottom of his heart.

He was really impressed by his own Khan Father. As soon as he arrived, he was pressed on the dragon throne, and a memorial was stuffed into his left hand and a brush was stuffed into his right hand. His own Khan Father calmly began to grind ink beside him.

This incredibly smooth movement has been practiced by Khan Ama many times, and it makes people feel very excited.

Yinxiang was reviewing memorials with a pen in his hand, looking a little depressed, but the figure beside him who was "helping him with beauty" was so noticeable that he had to stop after writing two words and his mind was completely unable to concentrate.

Hey, even if Khan Ama goes out for a walk now? !

Yinxiang stared at Kangxi silently, trying to convey his inner thoughts to him.

It was not known whether Kangxi did not understand or turned a blind eye to it, but he just looked at Yinxiang with a fatherly smile, as if he was pleased that "my son has grown up".

He comforted her, "Xiang'er, don't be afraid. Khan Ama is just helping you to grind ink. Just focus on reviewing the memorials and don't worry about me."

Yinxiang ... ... Yinxiang has many complaints but no words.

Khan Ama's help was truly horrifying.

"How about you, Khan Ama, take half of the memorial and review it yourself?"

Proper help would be to help him divide the tasks, instead of standing by and looking at him with a frightening look, or doing useless work like grinding ink.

Yinxiang's expression became slightly grim, and the hand holding the brush tightened.

Kangxi frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "How can this be possible? These are all your jobs now. Be good, and Khan Ama will watch you approve them."

" ... ... " Yinxiang's forehead was full of question marks and he was speechless.

Finally, he could only say quietly: "Khan Ama, if you continue like this, I will really quit my job."

He was bullied every day. After all, Aixinjueluo Yinxiang was known as the "Desperate Thirteenth Man" in later generations. Is Khan Ama really not afraid that he will rebel? !

... Forget it, I won’t rebel, I’ll just run away from home!

Yinxiang was muttering to himself and wished he could just quit.

But after looking at his smiling Khan Ama, he gave up the decision to run away.

After all, you can run away for a while, but you can't run away forever, so this matter still needs to be considered in the long run.

"Xiang'er," Emperor Kangxi slightly prolonged his tone, slowly called Yinxiang, and said earnestly, "Don't you think about how old you are this year? We are behind others at the starting line, so we have to catch up in other areas, right?"

"Khan Ama is old now. Even if I want to teach him more about being a king, I don't know how much time is left..."

"Khan Ama, according to your past life, you still have 23 years to live. You can teach me in 10 years or so."

Kangxi was talking nonsense in a serious tone, but unfortunately Yinxiang was a sober person and was not fooled by him at all.

When Yinxiang heard him say that he might not have much time, he immediately took out a piece of paper and asked him to calculate the time.

"Khan Ama, we have thirty-eight years first. You were the emperor for sixty-one years in your previous life, and now you still have twenty-three years to serve as the emperor. There is really no need to rush."

Looking at the mathematical formula on the rice paper, Emperor Kangxi was silent for a moment, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to refute.

He also never said that he wanted to be emperor for 61 years like in his previous life!

By that time, he will be nearly 70 years old. How can he go out and have fun at such an advanced age? ?

But he still couldn't say it out loud. After all, he knew his thirteenth son. This kid would definitely say to him, "What if I want to go out and have fun?"

Thinking about that scene, Kangxi shook his head decisively.

No, I absolutely cannot talk about these nonsense with this kid.

He thought about the essence of the matter for a while, and finally said seriously: "Yinxiang, you have to know that an emperor who has been in office for a long time will always become incompetent."

"And our Qing Dynasty is thriving and needs a wise, capable, and aggressive emperor, not an emperor like Khan Ama who is gradually aging and has no ambition."

"Yinxiang..."

Kangxi was about to continue speaking, but was interrupted by Yinxiang, "Khan Ama! Aren't you ambitious enough?"

He rummaged through the pile of memorials on the table, and then found a number of ordinary-looking memorials that were buried at the bottom.

He pointed at them one by one. "This is about the external exchanges of the Lifanyuan. Not to mention the small countries around it, did you trick the Tiandihui into causing trouble in England? Did you also send people to explore the thirteen North American states, which are still English colonies? Did you also send people undercover to cause trouble in France? And places like Tsarist Russia and Prussia..."

Every time Yinxiang spoke, Kangxi would tilt his head back, trying hard not to let him see the slight guilt on his face.

He wanted to stir up trouble, but he knew that with the current strength of the Qing Dynasty, it could not do anything too big. But this did not mean that he could not send people to various countries to study and communicate.

After all, there is an old saying: "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will be safe in a hundred battles." The more you know, the better you will be able to cope with any situation you need in the future.

The more Kangxi thought about it, the more he felt that he did not need to feel guilty. After he seriously convinced himself, his head, which had been held high, was ready to fall.

But Yinxiang didn't give him much chance to react. He picked up another memorial and started reading: "This, Khan Ama, you really have a way. I'm curious about what you learned when you were a ghost?"

"How on earth did you manage to learn to fly just after learning to walk?"

The memorial that Yinxiang took this time was about the most mysterious weapons research base in the entire Qing Dynasty.

This is a base that was established ten years ago, but apart from those who have been reborn, only the members of the base know about the existence of this place.

The person in charge is Dai Zi, who is old but still has a fighting spirit.

He had eaten too many cakes painted by the emperor, and was determined to run towards the blueprint drawn by the emperor, fearing that if he ran a little slower, he would let down the trust the emperor had given him.

The most secret secret in the base is what Yinxiang is talking about now: "Where did you get those missile and nuclear bomb research samples? It would be fine if you could write down those extremely complicated things, but you actually let Dai Zi and others study how to make an atomic bomb?!"

"Khan Ama, you still call this a lack of ambition? You still call this a lack of sharpness and aggressiveness?!"