"Besides the Japanese, there are more than a dozen other countries that have used guns and cannons to open the door of the Qing Dynasty. Here..."

Yinreng pointed to the palace which was somewhat empty but richly decorated.

"They committed all kinds of evil, including burning, killing, looting and so on."

"I'm keeping track of all the accounts in my head. I'm going to fight them back one by one in the future. You'll have to pay for what you've done sooner or later!"

Kangxi was silent for a while, then asked a key question:

"What happened next? The Qing dynasty collapsed, so there must be a new dynasty to take over, right?"

“There is no dynasty succession.”

When Yinreng thought about the fate of the Japanese invaders, the deep hatred in his heart was alleviated a lot.

"After the war, there were no more dynasties. Everyone was the master of the country. After the initial hardships, we entered the best era in history."

"You may not be able to imagine that this land under our feet supports a full 1.4 billion people."

When Kangxi heard the number of 1.4 billion, a look of shock appeared on his face again.

The registered population of the Qing Dynasty is only over 100 million.

His first reaction was, how much food do so many people need to eat every year?

Can the country really afford it?

He thought so and asked so.

"Of course I can afford it!"

Yinreng knew he would have such doubts.

"The technological development of that era was far beyond your imagination. Not only could we afford to raise children, but we also had enough food and clothing, and there weren't officials chasing us around all day to collect the poll tax."

"In that era, there were all kinds of problems, but there was no such thing as rich people feasting and drinking while the poor froze to death on the streets. Even the poorest families could eat meat and wear warm winter clothes."

Having lived for several decades in later life, he did encounter all kinds of unpleasant things, but at least he had not experienced famine, nor had he experienced the precarious war years, nor had he been bullied and crushed like an ant.

But here, Yinreng had experienced plagues and all kinds of natural and man-made disasters, and knew how insignificant human life was in the eyes of those in power.

Whenever a disaster occurs, not to mention mobilizing the whole country to provide disaster relief, the relief funds will probably be eaten up by others before they even reach the destination, leaving only leftovers.

After a long time, Kangxi sighed.

"I understand."

After the father and son had a conversation, Kangxi took the initiative to hand over the secret guard token in his hand to Yinreng.

He only has a year or so left to live, and there will be no better outcome if he continues to struggle.

He wanted to take it easy with the remaining time.

Yinreng was still a little confused when he was driven out of Qixiang Palace.

However, after taking a look at the golden order in his hand, Yinreng had some guesses about Kangxi's thoughts.

Does this count as surrender?

It seems like I've figured it out.

Kangxi's actions did not arouse Yinreng's sympathy, because he knew that this was just a helpless act of Kangxi who had reached the end of his rope.

If there was even the slightest hope of dethroning him, Kangxi would show no mercy.

Similarly, Yinreng would not have too many expectations of Kangxi.

The fact that he did not treat Kangxi with the same dirty means showed that he was kind-hearted.

But it was a good thing for the old man that he gave up struggling on his own initiative.

After the old man passed away, he could get him some more burial objects.

Yinreng looked back at the gate of Qixiang Palace, then put his hands behind his back and slowly returned to Qianqing Palace.

That night, Kangxi had that bizarre dream again.

He dreamed that Yinreng drank the cup of poisoned wine and soon died. Yinzhi and others watched this scene with unconcealable grief on everyone's face.

When a young eunuch ordered his men to carry Yinreng's body out, a commotion was heard outside.

"Oh no! The Crown Princess committed suicide by taking poison..."

The princes panicked and sent for the imperial physician, but it was too late.

Guwalgiya and Yinreng died on the same day.

At that time, Yinreng had already been deposed as the crown prince, and the funerals of both were held quietly.

The eldest brother, the third brother and others did not show up at the funeral, as if they had turned a deaf ear to Yinreng's last words to entrust his son to them.

After the two were buried, Yinreng's eldest son moved into the courtyard designated by the Clan Court with his family.

No one helped, and life was extremely difficult.

Kangxi saw that the "him" in the dream knew all about this, but he just watched coldly, allowing them to live a life of hunger and cold clothing.

In the court, Yinreng's confidants were killed or demoted, and the power under his control was soon divided up by Yinzhi and others.

"He" used every possible means to make his sons fight for power and fight for the throne. The more chaotic the court was, the more stable "he" felt his position was, and he felt that no one could escape "his" control.

Over the next year or so, someone in the court was impeached almost every day, and so many high-ranking officials were dragged down that the prison was about to burst.

The confidants and outsiders whom "he" valued the most suffered heavy losses in that storm, but "he" did not feel that there was anything wrong.

until--

"Please, Father Emperor, abdicate the throne to Grandson Hongxing!"

"Please, Father Emperor, abdicate the throne to Grandson Hongxing!"

"Please, Father Emperor, abdicate the throne to Grandson Hongxing!"

…

Familiar scenes, similar characters.

However, the person protected by a group of rebellious sons was Hongxing, who was dressed in coarse linen clothes and was the eldest son of Yinreng who was imprisoned in the clan house by him.

Kangxi looked at the "him" in his dream, who looked like a madman, hysterical, and so similar to himself when he was blocked in the Palace of Heavenly Purity by Yinzhi and others...

After waking up, Kangxi looked at the still dim sky outside and touched his forehead unconsciously, which felt smooth.

"Oh……"

It seems that in his previous life, even though he used such dirty means to take Yinreng's life, he still could not sit on the throne until his death.

The resentment in Kangxi's heart disappeared completely with the appearance of this dream.

He lay in bed until dawn, and then was helped by the eunuchs to get up and wash. After breakfast, Kangxi felt bored again, so he walked towards the Cining Palace.

He had said such stupid things without thinking, so he still had to apologize to the Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager has been in poor health recently and may pass away soon. If he doesn't take this opportunity to apologize sincerely, he may never have another chance in this life.