Yinreng has lived for three lifetimes. In this life, he just wants to get along well with his brothers, be a carefree prince, live a life without worries about food and clothing, and explore the be...
Kang·The Greatest Injustice·Xi: "..."
He knew that this bastard had nothing good to say!
Yinreng is still chattering over there——
"The old man didn't confiscate the gold and silver. Those are the big profits. The Imperial Household Department sells an egg for two taels of silver, and the cost is only two or three wen. The huge profits from eggs are much more amazing than opium."
'I don't know what the old man is thinking. It's already pitiful enough that the concubines are trapped in this palace and can't see their parents and relatives all year round. The unfavored concubines are bullied by the servants, and they have to pay extra money to buy meals.
If you want to eat better, you may even have to spend a lot of money. If you don't have some connections in the Imperial Household Department, your life in the harem will be harder than that of a slave.
No wonder there is a talent show every three years. If there were no such rule, which good family would dare to send their daughter to this cannibalistic place?
More than 70% of the women in the harem are from bannermen families. The old man calls them slaves and slaves every day, so why doesn't he despise them for being slaves when he carries them into the harem?
Kangxi: “…”
"You want this, you want this, you want everything. You're such a glutton!"
Kangxi's fist on the table hardened, and the look in his eyes as he looked at Yinreng was filled with anger.
Even though he had long been accustomed to Yinreng blaming him in his heart, he still couldn't stand Yinreng being so... so shameless.
It is a common problem for those in power. He can do it, but others cannot say it. What's more, Yinreng is his son, and he boasts that he has been partial to his son for more than 20 years.
"Calculating the time, Concubine Min is almost at the end of her life. Yinxiang is only fourteen years old and has two younger sisters to support... Wen Ke and Duan Ke have been invisible since they were young. When these children were at the mercy of the servants in the harem, where was the old man?"
"It's a pity... There are no perfect parents in the world, and the emperor can never make mistakes. The old man has too many buffs. Who dares to criticize him, unless they want to die."
"Never mind, Yinxiang lived to be over forty years old after all, and I died before I was even forty. Who would sympathize with me?"
Yinreng quickly went over the list and then handed the items to Yinzhi.
Kangxi loosened his hands on the table again.
This was not the first time he had heard that Yinreng died before he was forty.
But every time he heard it, he would feel heartache to varying degrees.
By now, Kangxi no longer wanted to explore whether Yinreng was possessed by a ghost. Even if it was, he and Yinreng had been father and son in two lifetimes, which meant that they were father and son destined by heaven.
Yinreng had no idea that Kangxi had a change of heart, he just wanted to piss Kangxi off a little more.
It would be best if he could be angry and feel guilty, so that he wouldn't know where to punish him. It would be better to make things tougher for Kangxi. After all, if you want to use him, you have to pay something in return, right?
Yinreng didn't care about money or power, he just wanted to see Kangxi get angry.
The list was circulated among the crowd, and by the time everyone had finished reading it, more than half an hour had passed.
During this period, Yinreng's voice never sounded again.
Kangxi was depressed for a while and said,
"These are all rare items recorded here. I haven't asked anyone to investigate the money they took and the delicacies they seized..."
He paused at this point, which made several people feel a chill in their hearts.
"I didn't realize that even I had to restrain myself from enjoying things, but the servants could eat them to their heart's content."
Kangxi's tone was calm, as if he had no temper at all.
But those who knew him well knew that he was extremely angry.
"Tell me, how should I punish these fat, overfed parasites?"
Fucha Maqi stood there, his eyes on his nose, his nose on his heart.
His brother has died, and his sister-in-law and nephews and nieces have been crying all day long. No matter how severe the emperor's punishment is, it is nothing more than confiscating all the property in his brother's house. It is very likely that he will not touch his brother's descendants.
With him and his two younger brothers, his elder brother's wife and children can live without worries about food and clothing.
So today he just came to watch the show and had no intention of getting involved.