The greatest emperor of all time? Even in modern times, he still has to work!

After dinner, Murong Zhaozhao pushed Wen Xun, and Qi Xi carried the already asleep Pinyu baby back home.

Qing Dynasty, the 28th year of Kangxi’s reign, the Palace of Heavenly Purity.

"Father Emperor! Don't you think our current pigtails are ugly?"

Yinreng looked at Kangxi eagerly.

Now the palace has electric lights and it is very bright at night.

The Qing Dynasty is the dynasty closest to the modern era. Many things were easier for them to study than other dynasties. And now that large ships have gone out to sea, their future development will be faster.

Although Yinreng had his salary deducted in the early stages and now he is basically working for free every month, the employee benefits he brings back every day and the things he brings back during holidays are also worth a lot of money.

Look, the Forbidden City can use electric lights because of the solar panels.

"We Manchus have had this hairstyle since we entered the country. This is the difference between us Manchus and Han people, and it is also a kind of cultural brainwashing. Yinreng, you should understand that this is not just a hairstyle, but also an important measure for us to slowly transform Han people into Manchus. We Manchus are already rare, and we have become emperors. If we want to stabilize our regime, Manchu culture and customs must penetrate into the lives of Han people."

Kangxi had heard Yinreng talk about his hairstyle more than once. He himself had aesthetic taste, so how could he not know that the hairstyle was ugly?

But the Manchu people have lived this way for generations, so why are they saying this?

Are we going to go against the decision of our ancestors?

"Father Emperor, you never listened to what I said about future policies? Seek common ground while reserving differences, Manchus and Han are one family! Don't you also admire Sinology?" Yinreng was bored and continued to talk.

"Moreover, our country will definitely move towards freedom. The prosperity of later generations is because the people are the masters of their own country. No one wants to be a slave forever! Father Huang, let's be like later generations, respect the culture of each nation, and don't force people to wear pigtails, okay?"

"No, this is the Qing Dynasty, the world of the Manchus!"

While reviewing the memorials, Kangxi rejected it without hesitation.

Yinreng didn't understand. During the few months he had been working, after the Emperor learned about things in later generations, he felt guilty at first, but later, after learning about the technological power and national conditions of later generations, he actually began to value feudal imperial power and even wanted the Manchus to rely on the power of later generations to continue to consolidate the feudal imperial power.

"Father Emperor, haven't we discussed this many times? We are the dynasty closest to modernization. We can develop modernization first. The royal family can exist and just be an institution for handling government affairs like the West in later generations. There is no need to emphasize the supremacy of the imperial power so much."

"Yinreng, do you know how many years of hard work the Manchus spent to conquer this world? Our ancestors also established the dynasty with blood and sweat! Why do you think that the blood of your ancestors can be shed in vain?"

Kangxi also experienced a period of turbulence in imperial power. To exaggerate, he believed that the Qing Dynasty had been stabilized by himself and would even expand its territory in the future. This was something that many emperors had failed to do, but he, Kangxi, had done it. Why should he let go of power?

There have been emperors since ancient times. Who knows whether centralized power will appear again in the future?

Yinreng stared at Kangxi in front of him in a daze. This was his father, his royal father.

He seemed to suddenly understand why he, the prince he had lovingly nurtured, was ultimately deposed and reinstated by him.

From the root cause, it is all about power. It was the overwhelming imperial power that engulfed a generation of emperors.

"Father Emperor, why do you have to use such high-sounding reasons from your ancestors? You just can't bear to give up the power you have obtained."

"How dare you! Yinreng, you have really been to the later generations several times and have been brainwashed by the people in later generations! Have you ever thought that what they Han people are doing is just like what I am doing now, using the Han culture, customs and life to incite you to rebel!" Kangxi's voice suddenly increased. Liang Jiugong and the servants guarding the door of the palace lowered their heads and dared not listen to the voices inside the palace.

Ever since Yinreng went to work in the afterlife, the father and son have always been in a loving and filial relationship. Even now, Prince Yinreng and Kangxi get along more harmoniously. Occasionally, they can even laugh and discuss state affairs together. Why did they quarrel today?

Liang Jiugong felt confused, but he was a servant and was not supposed to think about or listen to these things.

Yinreng sneered: "So, after the Emperor Father had this idea, he still asked me to work in the afterlife and share the prosperity of the afterlife with you. What? Am I a spy sent by the Emperor Father?! You are using me!" The longer he is in the afterlife, the more he will be assimilated, and the more he will be separated from the current dynasty. Then, he will no longer be suitable to be the next emperor of the Qing Dynasty, because his philosophy goes against that of the Emperor Father!

Kangxi was suddenly speechless.

"Nonsense!"

"I'm talking nonsense. I see that's what you think. You seem to have forgotten that the Forbidden City is the territory of the Han people! You also seem to have forgotten that the Manchus live in the grasslands!"

"Yinreng! You are also a Manchu!" Kangxi glared at him, reminding Yinreng.

Yinreng should naturally stand on the side of the Manchus.

"I know. I never doubt my own nation and I am proud of it! Father Emperor, what I have argued with you about has never been the conflict between Manchus and Han people. Perhaps, there is no conflict between these two nations! It is us, it is you, who want one nation to be on top and be the king and emperor, and the other to crawl on the ground and be a slave! This is the contradiction!" Yinreng had obviously talked a lot with Kangxi, about the fifty-six nationalities in later generations, and about the ethnic harmony in later generations, but Kangxi didn't listen to any of it. He just wanted to occupy the best territory, get the best resources, make the Manchu bloodline the most noble symbol, hold power forever, and look down on the world.

Kangxi wanted to use blood and nationality to divide people into different classes.

Yinreng was very disappointed with Kangxi at this moment. He thought that after he had confessed his feelings to his father, and he also knew that after his father's love for him, the father and son would understand and support each other and lead the Qing Dynasty to prosperity.

However, after the initial consideration, his father gave up on him.

"presumptuous!!"

Kangxi was so angry that he picked up an inkstone and threw it at Yinreng.

Yinreng dodged, and the inkstone fell to the ground, with ink scattering everywhere. The black dots seemed to stain the floor of the Qianqing Palace black.

Fortunately, Yinreng was not infected.

"Father Emperor, do you think you can win this ethnic war? The Han people have survived to this day. They are not fools, nor are they trash that can be easily manipulated. Until now, you still need a few Han officials in the court to balance the hearts of the people of the world, haha!"

Yinreng found it funny, laughed contemptuously, turned around and walked out of the Qianqing Palace in a leisurely manner.

Kangxi was left alone in the hall, extremely angry.

"Rebel!"

"Come back to me!"

But now, no servant outside dared to stop Yinreng.

Before Yinreng had taken a few steps, he saw the Eighth Prince, the Ninth Prince, and the Tenth Prince rushing over.

"Second brother!"

Yinreng looked at them. He had been getting along very well with these younger brothers in the past few months. It would be better not to involve them now. He could still leave for the afterlife to take a breath during the day. He was also sure that Kangxi still needed him to work in the afterlife and would not harm him, but it was not certain for these children.

"Go back and don't worry about anything!"

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but then stopped and said coldly: "From now on, you have to call me Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

The Eighth Prince, the Ninth Prince, and the Tenth Prince were all confused. What happened to the Second Brother?