The New Year's Day passed quickly in a lively atmosphere. On January 21st, Kangxi officially began to attend court.

After the court session that day, Yinzhi walked into the Qianqing Palace alone.

Kangxi was about to have breakfast when he heard that Yinzhi wanted to see him, so he asked the eunuch to bring Yinzhi an extra set of bowls and chopsticks.

After the Chinese New Year, Yinzhi was already 34 years old, and Kangxi was also an old man in his 50s. Apart from government affairs, the father and son had basically nothing else to talk about.

Moreover, Yinzhi had some resentment towards Kangxi in his heart. Although he did not show it on his face, he did not want to waste his breath on him.

So the meal was eaten in extreme silence.

After finishing his meal, Kangxi rinsed his mouth while Liang Jiugong waited on him, and then asked Yinzhi,

"Tell me, why did you come here today?"

Yinzhi said respectfully,

"My son will soon be leading his troops to the northwest. Before he leaves, I would like to ask for mercy for his two daughters."

Kangxi frowned. He had been guessing for a long time, but he never expected that Yinzhi came to see him today just for his two daughters.

"What grace do you want?"

"Ni Chuhe is already sixteen. I know that you will arrange a marriage for her in the next two years. I want her to marry in the capital."

Hearing this, Kangxi frowned even deeper.

Then there was a silence that lasted for a cup of tea.

In this silent atmosphere, Yinzhi's heart became increasingly cold and hard.

He really... shouldn't have any expectations of this man whom he had admired for more than 30 years.

"You should know that as a descendant of the royal family, while enjoying the glory brought by the Aisin-Gioro surname, you should also use your life to maintain the stability of your family's power."

"I think you should understand this principle!"

Kangxi's voice was tinged with a hint of anger.

He thought that if he kept silent for a long time, Yinzhi would understand and compromise.

As a result, after most of the day, Yinzhi did not take the initiative to give him a way out, which made him unacceptable.

"But Father Emperor, given the current strength of the Qing army, do we really need to use our daughter as a marriage partner to maintain the stability of the alliance?"

Yinzhi raised his eyes, his eyes were filled with a faint blood red, staring straight at Kangxi's face.

"When our ancestors entered the Pass, Mongolia did put in a lot of effort, but haven't they gained enough from the Qing Dynasty over the years?"

Being stared at with such suspicion by Yinzhi, Kangxi's anger suddenly became infinitely magnified.

"How dare you! Are you questioning my decision?"

"My son doesn't dare!"

"You don't dare? I think you dare very much!"

Kangxi threw a teacup at Yinzhi, but Yinzhi did not dodge. The teacup hit Yinzhi on the forehead and then fell to the ground with a "bang".

Blood flowed down his cheeks and soon covered half of Yinzhi's face.

Yinzhi seemed unaware and didn't even try to wipe it off.

Looking at Yinzhi like this, Kangxi was shocked, followed by an indescribable regret.

Liang Jiugong saw that something was wrong and shouted outside.

"Call the imperial physician! Call the imperial physician quickly!"

Kangxi pursed his lips and stared at Yinzhi. Seeing that he was still sullen and silent, he knew that Yinzhi was determined to make him agree to this matter, so he said angrily,

"Since you want Ni Chuhe and the others to marry into the capital, then use your military merits to make it happen!"

After he finished speaking, he stood up and left the warm room.

"Thank you, Emperor Father, for your help!"

Yinzhi thanked him loudly, but there was no trace of joy in his eyes at having achieved his goal.

After the imperial physician treated his wounds, Yinzhi left the Qianqing Palace covered in blood.

He looked back at the Palace of Heavenly Purity bathed in the morning light. There had never been a more awake moment than now.

He really hated the feeling of being manipulated by others, even if the person who was manipulating him was... his father.

Not long after Yinzhi walked out of the Qianqing Palace covered in blood, the news spread.

Seeing that Kangxi was angry, Liang Jiugong gave the order to keep silent.

Therefore, except for those who were present at the time, no one knew the real reason why Yinzhi was injured.

Even the First Wife and Concubine Hui were not clear about it.

After the two of them questioned Yinzhi to no avail, Concubine Hui went to the Qianqing Palace to plead for Yinzhi.

On the eighth day of the second month, Yinlu got married.

After Yinlu's wedding, Yinzhi was ordered to leave Kyoto and go to the northwest border.

Before leaving, all the princes came to see him off and wished Yinzhi a triumphant return.

Looking at his brothers who were sincerely blessing him, Yinzhi clasped his fists in gratitude, and handed his wife and children to the care of Yinzhi, who often stayed in Kyoto, and then rode away on his warhorse.

The wound on his forehead has almost healed, but the pain in his heart has become more and more obvious after these days of rest.

Before leaving, he left a secret letter for Yinzhi.

After reading it, Yinzhi burned the letter to ashes.

No one knew what was written on it, but from that day on, Yinzhi no longer lay dormant and began to become active in the capital.

After seeing Yinzhi off, it was time for Yinreng to pack up and go to Weihaiwei. This year he still had to bring the two little boys, Thirteen and Fourteen, with him.

According to the original plan, after Yinlu's wedding, the wedding of Yinxiang and Yinzhen should also be put on the agenda, but when both of them wanted to postpone the wedding date, Kangxi hesitated for a while and decided to let him do it.

After all, their mansion is still under construction, so there is no need to rush the wedding.

Kangxi was anxious about another thing - the large-scale use of cement in the construction of dams and roads.

These are all real achievements. If he succeeds, he will definitely leave a mark in history books.

How could Kangxi not take it seriously?

Compared with his achievements, his sons' affairs seemed less important.

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