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...
"Issue an order: From today onwards, Yilibu will no longer serve as the commander of the Imperial Guards, but will be demoted to a lieutenant commander of the Bordered Yellow Banner. As for these thirty good-for-nothings..."
Kangxi put his hands behind his back and thought for a moment.
"Kicking you out of the imperial army camp is too easy for you. Come here!"
"The servant is here!"
"Drag them to the center of the camp and give them each twenty blows with the military stick. I want all the soldiers in this personal army camp to see what happens if they don't strive for progress in my personal army camp!"
Yilibu collapsed to the ground when he heard that Kangxi was transferring him from the Imperial Guard. However, facing Kangxi's calm expression, he couldn't even utter a word to beg for mercy.
Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. When an emperor gradually calms down after being extremely angry, it just means that the anger in his heart has burned to the extreme.
This seemingly calm state actually hides a storm.
If he begged, he might lose half his life.
Yilibu did not dare to gamble his life on Kangxi's mercy.
As for the thirty soldiers, after hearing Kangxi's verdict, one by one they fell to the ground crying and begging Kangxi to spare them.
The power of the military stick is much stronger than the beating that Yinreng received in the Qianqing Palace.
Even strong soldiers who have been training for many years will have to stay in bed for half a month after being beaten with ten military sticks.
After being beaten with these twenty military sticks, if the person being punished is not in good physical condition, he will be forced to lie down for a month or two at the very least. He may even lose his life.
When Yinreng heard this, he just raised his eyebrows.
There is not a trace of sympathy in my heart.
From Yinreng's perspective, one of the professional qualities of a soldier is to have a strong physique. Otherwise, how can they be worthy of the people who pay taxes to support them every year?
After Kangxi made the verdict, he did not leave. He just watched the guards drag the thirty soldiers to the center of the military camp.
He also summoned all the soldiers of the Royal Guard Battalion and made them witness with their own eyes how these thirty sons of nobles were beaten with sticks.
Yinreng watched coldly as the executioners pulled down their pants, then took turns hitting the victims on the buttocks with military sticks.
After a few hits, blood started to seep out.
After ten blows with the military stick, the skin on his buttocks began to crack.
After twenty beatings with military sticks, almost everyone was lying on the stool, dying.
There were even a few thin soldiers who, after being tortured, breathed in less than out, and even showed signs of dying on the spot.
Yinreng had also been to the battlefield in his previous life, so the current situation was just a minor skirmish for him, and Yinzhi was a little afraid.
Although many palace maids were punished with caning in the palace, Yinzhi had never witnessed it with his own eyes.
This was the first time he had seen such a bloody scene.
After Yinreng noticed his movements, he moved to the side in front of him without leaving any trace, blocking his sight.
Yinzhi felt much more at ease, and then he hid behind Yinreng, quietly poking his head out to take a look, then hid back again. When he had almost digested it, he poked his head out to take a look again, and repeated this over and over again.
Soon, the caning of thirty people was over.
After the execution, Kangxi didn't say anything more and took Yinreng and Yinzhi back to the palace.
Today's experience had a great impact on him. After all, this was his personal military camp.
The Royal Guard Battalion has a full staff of 576, and the Royal Army Battalion has a full staff of 1,770.
These two lines of defense are the last barrier to protect him.
Therefore, the people selected were all the most outstanding children of the Eight Banners nobles in riding and shooting. Kangxi never expected that these people would be so bold and presumptuous as to tease him like this.
If his personal army camp was so slack, it was obvious that the Eight Banners troops in other places would be even worse.
Before he saw it with his own eyes, he was somewhat disdainful of Yinreng's description of the Eight Banner Army a hundred years later.
However, now that the facts were before his eyes, he had no choice but to believe it.
Kangxi fell into deep worry.
After that day, Yinreng and Yinzhi stayed in the palace for another three days. They also specifically inquired about the fate of the thirty soldiers. They heard that two of them did not survive and died that day.
The rest are also lying in bed recuperating from their injuries. They can't get out of bed for two months. If they are unlucky and get infected again, it is hard to say whether they can save their lives.
On this day, when Yinreng and Yinzhi went to pay their respects to Kangxi, Kangxi informed them that they were going back to Beijing.
Kangxi's illness has recovered and he is going to the front line to join the army.
During the more than half a month that he was recuperating, the army had recovered most of the land lost by Khalkha Mongols, but Galdan had not been captured yet. Kangxi planned to meet Galdan in person.
So early the next morning, Yinreng and Yinzhi left the palace in a carriage.
He was in a hurry when he came, but he became calm and relaxed when he left.
After all, their leg injuries had not yet fully healed, and Kangxi had specifically instructed the commander of the guards escorting them to take good care of the two princes.
So this time, Yinreng had enough reasons to "travel" on the road.
In fact, from ancient times to the present, the people of this land have had one characteristic, that is, they like to build temples on the mountains.
Yinreng used Kangxi's blessing as an excuse, and whenever he arrived at a place, he would ask if there was a temple nearby.
If you have one, you can go climbing to pray for blessings.
In order to show his sincerity, he even asked to hike up the mountain.
At first, Yinzhi thought that his second brother really wanted to pray for the emperor, so he climbed very seriously every time.
However, after three or four chapters, Yinzhi finally saw through his second brother's true intentions.
When he first had this idea, Yinzhi scolded himself for thinking too badly of his second brother, but when he was completely sure that his second brother was just going to travel and was not praying for the emperor at all, he felt bad all over.
Yinzhi prepared himself mentally for a long time and tried to persuade Yinreng twice, but Yinreng was not moved at all.
Anyway, he has a legitimate master.
Even if the old man knew, he wouldn't do anything to him.
Maybe they will even praise him for being filial.
In this way, the journey that would have taken three or four days to reach the capital took him half a month.
Even after returning to the palace, he secretly complained to Yinzhi that the journey was too short and he didn't have enough fun.
Yinzhi: “…”
Is this something he can hear?
It would be fine if the emperor and his second brother were just having fun while his father was fighting on the front line, but his second brother even felt that he didn't have enough fun?
Oh my god, does he know too much?
Yinzhi really felt a little disillusioned.
In his impression, Yinreng had always been a person who strictly followed etiquette, was self-righteous and arrogant, and was difficult to approach.
He could never have imagined that his second brother was such a person who had no ambition and was only interested in pleasure.