Kangxi was playing chess absentmindedly, his mind racing.

Yinreng said that Little Twelve at least lived longer, which means that Yinreng did not live as long as Little Twelve, otherwise he would not be so envious.

Kangxi felt half relieved, then felt more anxious again.

He suddenly realized that since Yinreng had only been active for a short time, how could he know about the last emperor?

Kangxi was full of doubts. Even though he knew that Yinreng would die at a young age, he did not feel any heartache in his heart. He was only worried about the future of the Qing Dynasty.

Perhaps he himself did not realize that his feelings for his son Yinreng were far less deep than he showed.

Pushing all his thoughts back into his heart, Kangxi continued,

“No one is perfect, and what is recorded in history books may not be true.”

"Forehead……"

Yinreng looked at Kangxi in surprise. It is true that what was recorded in history books may not be true, but it did start from Emperor Taizong of Tang.

Although he did not deny Emperor Taizong of Tang's military achievements, he could not like him either.

He once forced historians to revise the daily records, causing later emperors to follow suit and greatly reducing the reference value of historical books after the Tang Dynasty.

Moreover, what Yinreng hated most was that the attempt to seize his throne started with Li Shimin, and the Xuanwu Gate Incident set an example for the princes of all generations.

If he were not the crown prince, he would definitely worship Emperor Taizong of Tang as an idol!

It’s a pity that he was reborn as Yinreng.

Seven or eight brothers were eyeing the unfortunate crown prince who was sitting right under him.

It’s really... a pity!

Seeing that he didn't respond, Kangxi frowned and tried again,

"The First Emperor was indeed a man of great talent and vision, but the Qin Dynasty's reign after unification was too short. It was overthrown after only fourteen years. The Tang Dynasty, on the other hand, lasted nearly three hundred years."

Speaking of this, Yinreng felt a little depressed.

"That's true..."

"What a pity for my charming and lovely ancestor."

Kangxi frowned. This sentence again.

He knew clearly that the ancestor in Yinreng's heart was Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng, but according to regional divisions, Qin Shi Huang could not be the ancestor of the Manchus in any way.

Where did you learn this habit of randomly recognizing your ancestors?

Kangxi was a little angry and made another move.

"I only hope that the Qing dynasty will continue forever."

Yinreng agreed with his words.

"I will!"

But my heart is in a different state.

'Come on, it's still going on forever. Even though none of the Qing emperors were incompetent, it's impossible for it to go on forever.

There is a saying that goes, what you gain is what you lose. The operating mechanism within the Eight Banners is that there is no industry, no business, no soldier, and no farmer. After a long time, except for those who have tasks, everyone else will be useless.

The old man was proud of his surname Aixinjueluo all his life, but he never imagined that hundreds of years later his descendants would change their surnames, right?

Thinking of this, Yinreng felt a little gloating.

"In order to find work to support themselves, they didn't even dare to reveal that they were Manchus. But...how many years did the Qing Dynasty last? It seems to be about the same as the Ming Dynasty..."

Yinreng was a little uncertain.

Then he saw Kangxi randomly put the chess piece in his hand to a position, and Yinreng's eyes lit up.

"eat!"

Then he quickly placed his black chess piece next to the white chess piece, and smiled happily.

"Ama, you lose!"

Kangxi glanced at the chessboard absentmindedly, then forced a smile and praised,

"Yes, I am a little tired today. You should go back to Yuqing Palace to sort out what happened in the court today, and then continue to attend the court tomorrow."

"Ah? Are you still going?"

Yinreng's joy turned to sorrow, and his mood took a sharp turn for the worse, but he did not dare to show it. He stood up and said,

"Yes, son, I'll take my leave."

Kangxi sat there, watching Yinreng's back gradually disappearing into the distance, his emotions surging in his heart, unable to find an outlet to vent them.

The Qing Dynasty's national destiny...is it almost the same as that of the Ming Dynasty?

Also, what exactly happened that caused the Manchus to collectively change their surnames?

Are you going to lose it the same way you gained it?

How true and how false are Yinreng’s thoughts?

Kangxi was confused.

In the next few days, Kangxi did the same thing and extracted a lot of information from Yinreng's thoughts, including the length of his own reign, Yinreng's age in his previous life, and the fact that the only emperor in history who died of exhaustion had a reign title called Yongzheng.

As for the others, most of them are related to how Yinreng viewed the Qing Dynasty's national policy and the conflicts between Manchus and Han people.

Under such temptation, Kangxi's spirit became weaker and weaker day by day.

Before he heard Yinreng's voice, he had always been proud of his achievements. He ascended the throne at the age of eight, took power at the age of thirteen, got rid of Oboi at the age of sixteen, and pacified the Three Feudatories at the age of twenty-four. He worked diligently and never dared to slack off.

He always believed that the Qing Dynasty would become increasingly prosperous under his governance and its national prosperity would last forever. One day in the future, his descendants would compare him with the Qin Emperor and Han Emperor, praising him as a sage king of all ages.

He never imagined that the seeds of the Qing Dynasty's decline were planted by him.

Yinreng is right.

People who come to power by illegitimate means have guilty consciences, such as Emperor Taizong of Tang and Emperor Chengzu of Ming.

However, the Qing Dynasty, or the Manchus, did not gain power through legitimate means.

You must know that the ancestors of the Manchus received favors from the Ming Dynasty when they were desperate, but in the end they rebelled against the Ming Dynasty.

No matter how much he whitewashes it, he cannot hide the fact that the Aisin-Gioro family owes the Zhu family a debt of gratitude.

Perhaps it is true as Yinreng said, he will follow in the footsteps of these two people in the future, madly exploiting the Han people to show the noble bloodline and respected status of the Manchus.

Kangxi had no idea that he had begun to reflect on himself, which was impossible before.

In early September, the spies sent by Kangxi to the Junggar tribe in the south of the desert finally brought back news that Galdan had recently made unusual moves to mobilize troops.

Yinreng's thoughts were thus confirmed.

That day, Kangxi drove out all the eunuchs around him, including Liang Jiugong, and sat in the warm room for the whole day without eating dinner.

That night, several sheets of densely written paper were burned. No one except Kangxi knew what was written on them.

But from that day on, Kangxi's attitude towards Yinreng became better, and his attitude towards Han officials seemed to be a little more lenient.

Time flies, and it is the day when Yinreng gets married.

Yinreng was pulled out of bed by He Zhuer at 11:00 AM.

The prince's court robes were put on layer by layer. Even though the temperature at night was a little cold, Yinreng was sweating all over after putting on the prince's court robes.

Then he followed the etiquette officer to thank the emperor's father, and then went to Fengxian Hall to worship his ancestors. Then he returned to Wenhua Hall to lead the Manchu and Han university secretaries, nine ministers, Hanlin Academy, and officials of the Zhanshi Palace to perform the ceremony of three kneelings and nine kowtows to Kangxi.

Finally, there was a presentation of Yinreng’s homework.

After going through the whole process, Yinreng felt that his body was no longer his own.