After what happened, no one dared to take Qiao away again.

Except for Chuntai, the naive guy, everyone else quickly entered the negotiation state.

"First, all the ordinary people in the inner city prison must be released."

Garse made the first request, which successfully reduced Chuntai's rejection of him.

"Can."

Kangxi agreed without hesitation.

"But they have committed a crime and must be punished. I am not a cruel and bloodthirsty person. In that case, each of them will be fined one hundred taels and given twenty strokes of the cane."

Even if Garse didn't mention it, he didn't plan to kill anyone again.

The more than 200 people he killed were used as a warning to others, and Kangxi decided to let go of the remaining more than 1,500 people early in the morning.

His goal has been achieved, so there is no need to commit further murder.

He learned the method of "fine" from the sanitation management regulations of suburban streets.

One hundred taels was the fine for the Manchus.

As for the Han people, he planned to fine them fifty taels.

Because the price the person behind the scenes offered to bribe the Manchus was about fifty taels, while the price offered to the Han people was only twenty taels.

Kangxi wanted to cut a piece of flesh from those who spread rumors and caused trouble. If the cut hurt them, they would naturally not dare to spread it again.

Hearing Kangxi's next words, Garse's expression darkened again before he could relax.

"Why the fine? Twenty strokes of the cane is already a severe punishment! Isn't one hundred taels too much?"

"A lot? Then why didn't they think it was too much when they took silver from the thieves to spread rumors?"

Hearing this, Garsai's heart skipped a beat.

Chuntai asked absentmindedly again,

"Your Majesty, are you saying that those arrested civilians were paid to spread rumors?"

Kangxi: “…”

If there weren't dozens of people watching in the hall, Kangxi would really have the urge to hold his forehead.

Brother Kang Wang was smart all his life, so how could he raise such a "stupid" son?

Not only Kangxi, but everyone else was also feeling a little nervous.

Not everyone is familiar with the inside story, but only Chuntai would ask so directly.

Kangxi glanced at Garse with a half-smile, which made the latter blush a little.

Before coming here, I only wanted to take advantage of Chuntai's status in the clan, and didn't explain the inside story of the matter to him.

However, if I tell him, Chuntai may not agree to get involved.

Garse rubbed his brows.

"Then let's do as the Emperor says..."

Kangxi nodded with satisfaction.

"What else?"

Chuntai saw that the others ignored him again, and he felt so depressed that he couldn't say a word.

He also knew that the tribesmen who were on good terms with him were all attracted by his status, but in order not to tarnish his father's reputation during his lifetime, he always regarded the interests of the clan as more important than his own life.

But what is the result?

They are all taking advantage of him!

The fierce look in Chuntai's eyes flashed away.

"This second..."

Garse hesitated for a moment, but still stated the conditions that had been agreed upon in advance.

"Depose Crown Prince Yinreng."

As soon as these words were spoken, one could hear a pin drop in the hall.

It seemed as if even the temperature had dropped a lot.

Malhun and others' breathing slowed down, but their heartbeats suddenly increased.

Even if the probability of Kangxi agreeing is not high, but what if...

What if he agrees on impulse?

That would be a great thing for them!

Kangxi's expression did not change. He stared at Garse steadily, but had no intention of speaking.

The atmosphere in the hall became increasingly depressing in this silence.

In just a few minutes, the cold sweat on Garse's forehead flowed down his cheeks and into his collar.

After a few more breaths, Garse could no longer bear the pressure and said,

"If the Crown Prince has no heirs, the foundation of the nation will be unstable. Does the Emperor want to repeat the history of the previous Emperor Jiajing?"

"presumptuous!"

When Kangxi heard Garse compare Jiajing to him, he suddenly burst into anger.

Emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Houzhao, had no children. After his death, he passed the throne to Emperor Jiajing, Zhu Houcong. As a result, Zhu Houcong started to have a quarrel with all the civil and military officials in the court for more than three years and wanted to posthumously confer the title of emperor on his father.

Moreover, Zhu Houcong did not seek to make progress in his later years. He respected Taoism and even examined whether the officials he promoted were sincere in practicing Taoism.

The originally good situation was almost completely ruined due to his sincere practice of Taoism for twenty years.

The example of Garse really hits the nail on the head.

It would be strange if Kangxi was not angry.

"It seems that my attitude just now was not clear enough, which is why you still can't see the situation clearly..."

Kangxi's voice was calm, but everyone present could hear the murderous intent hidden in his tone.

"Since I can order the slaughter of those forty-one Manchus, I can also order the slaughter of all of you here."

"Your Majesty, Zong Ling spoke without thinking. I beg Your Majesty to forgive me..."

Fuquan stood up and pleaded for Garse.

He hadn't said anything just now because he could see that the emperor was just trying to scare Zong Ling and the others.

But now, the emperor is obviously really determined to kill. If we don't stop him, the "killing the chicken to scare the monkey" tactic will not only apply to ordinary people.

Seeing this, Maerhun, Nerfu, and Changning also hurriedly spoke up to give Garse a way out.

"Your Majesty, Zong Ling was confused and said the wrong thing. Please forgive him this time, considering that this is his first offense."

"I beg the Emperor to forgive Zong Ling."

"Semafa, please admit your mistake..."

Another heavyweight figure, Chuntai, had a sullen face and said nothing as he quietly watched the absurd scene before him.

At first he really thought that they came here today for those innocent people, but now the request put forward by Zong Ling might be their ultimate goal.

But they all knew that this condition was not easy to achieve.

These people came with confidence and aggressiveness, but they were actually laying the groundwork for this moment. The emperor saw their intentions and ordered the guards to aim their muskets at them.

Let them know what they can't do.

But Zong Ling was probably too old and his eyesight was blurry, so he thought there was room for negotiation on this matter.

Oh……

Everyone pleaded for Garse, but they soon discovered that Kangxi was completely unmoved.

Then they all shut their mouths again.

"emperor…"

Fuquan looked at Kangxi's expression cautiously.

Kangxi raised his eyes and glanced at him. Fuquan's face changed and he lowered his head.

"It's not impossible for Zong Ling to ask me to depose the crown prince."

Kangxi unconsciously rubbed the ring on his finger and made a suggestion in a sincere tone.

"You feel that Yinreng is no longer worthy of being the Crown Prince, and I also feel that you are unworthy of inheriting the title. How about this? You all submit a collective petition to strip him of his title, and I will then depose Yinreng from his position as Crown Prince."

"how?"