Sherry's calm and composed demeanor made Yinzhi seem like a dragon guarding a treasure.

The two brothers exchanged a few polite words and looked at each other.

"Brother, it's been a long time since we last met. You've become quite famous!" Yinreng said with a smile.

"Of course, we can't let our Qing Dynasty lose its prestige. Besides, those refugees are ambitious and best at nourishing themselves through plunder."

Yinzhi recalled the opponents who had died under his cannon fire, and unconsciously revealed a hint of murderous intent.

Yinreng's expression showed a slight hesitation, which Yinzhi did not notice.

Meanwhile, Shirley sat at the lower end of the table, gazing serenely at the emperor seated above.

"My sister-in-law was saying the other day, is Japan worth going to war with?" Yinreng looked at Shirley again.

“It’s worth it! We’re far away and some people are worried, let alone neighboring Japan? That island is frequently hit by earthquakes, tsunamis, and volcanic eruptions. Who knows, the whole island might disappear one day. How can they not be afraid?”

Sherry spoke with absolute certainty!

Yinreng fell into deep thought. Upon hearing this, Yinzhi slammed his hand on the table and waved his hand dismissively!

"I'll wipe them out!"

"Master, you have to give your younger brothers a chance, right?!" Shirley gently patted him.

Yinzhi snapped out of his daze and laughed heartily.

"Indeed, which man doesn't want to make a name for himself? It's time to give the younger brothers a chance."

Yinreng nodded slightly.

"Let's have an open and honest talk!" Sherry got straight to the point.

Yinzhi scratched his forehead, somewhat embarrassed.

Yinreng seemed to have been waiting for this result as well, and his expression softened.

"The Qing Dynasty is far from the Qi Dynasty, making it inconvenient to govern them. If it were convenient, the Mongols would have been our prey long ago."

Although during this period, the Mongolian region was incorporated into the territory of the Qing Dynasty and was directly or indirectly ruled by the Qing Dynasty.

The Qing Dynasty divided Mongolia into Inner Mongolia and Outer Mongolia, and implemented the League-Banner System and the Jasak System, which effectively managed the Mongolian region.

Secondly, from the perspective of the political system, the Qing Dynasty's management of the Mongolian region was indeed different from that of the inland areas.

The governance of Inner Mongolia was no different from that of the inland prefectures and counties, while Outer Mongolia enjoyed a high degree of autonomy.

However, this autonomy was permitted and supervised by the central government of the Qing Dynasty.

In other words, if they had the capacity to handle it all, why would they need to divide the country into regions?

For the first time, Yinreng took a serious look at Xue Li. Xue Li remained calm, but her eyes were just like theirs.

Absolute control over power!

Yinreng was relieved by this.

"I have no objection. We'll stand together. You keep an eye on the foreigners, and we'll keep an eye on the Russians!"

"Of course, let's discuss the rest in more detail!" With that set the tone, the rest was simple.

Shirley and Yinzhi went to the side hall to see the children.

Many people gradually emerged from behind the bookshelves in the Qianqing Palace.

"If the eldest brother wants the throne, there will inevitably be one injured in the struggle between the brothers! Or rather, he had the opportunity years ago! And now, you know how strong their weapons are. How much confidence do you have to establish a regime on completely new land within a year?"

The court officials looked at each other, their expressions unreadable.

The fourth and fifth brothers were filled with admiration.

"With this arrangement, I am relieved. If the Qing Dynasty remains stable, then no evil spirits can cause trouble!"

Yinreng looked relaxed at this moment, after all, ever since Xue Li sent a message back to the Qing Dynasty.

Yinreng had been struggling with this decision for a long time, encouraged by his court officials.

Now that everything has settled down, I feel relieved.

“But, the name of the country…” one of the ministers tentatively began.

“That’s good. The Qing Dynasty has its own destiny!” another old minister said calmly.

"I think this is a good idea. Cooperation between the Great Qi and the Great Qing will be mutually beneficial, and the advantages will outweigh the disadvantages!" Yinzhen said.

"What did your sister-in-law say she wanted to talk about back then?" Yinqi asked.

"Immigrants! They're short-handed!" With a few strokes of his pen, Yinreng sketched out a plan.

Several court officials began discussing a series of issues related to immigration.

Soon, the banquet began!

Because of their help over the years, the Qing Dynasty's treasury has become abundant.

Old Nine was keen on making money by clinging to Sherry's coattails.

Thinking about the future, Sydney wouldn't mind training a second Qing Dynasty foreign trade official.

So he gave Lao Jiu a lot of pointers.

After all, no matter what, Yinreng was not at ease letting them control the economic lifeline of the Qing Dynasty.

The eleventh prince strongly advocated for war and requested that troops be sent to Japan.

The eighth prince wanted to stand out among his brothers, but he was also afraid of offending the emperor.

He strives to assist the emperor in handling state affairs, and is determined to become the new emperor's most trusted younger brother.

As expected, Yinreng learned Kangxi's art of balancing things.

In the imperial court, the fourth and eighth princes disagreed on political views and clashed fiercely.

The fifth brother is rather low-key and generally doesn't speak unless asked.

In just a short while, Sherry had already seen most of it.

Meanwhile, Consort Hui sat leisurely among her "old sisters" with a satisfied expression.

She simply believed that her son had established a country overseas to fulfill her wish.

Hearing the praise from those around him, he looked even more smug.

Of course, no matter how guilty he felt, he didn't show it.

Having been immersed in the imperial harem for many years, she also feared that the emperor would not tolerate her son, or that he would discard her after he had served his purpose.

But right now, she didn't want to lose face!

Shirley accompanied her two children to find Consort Hui.

"Ning Nie Liqige, you were chubby when you were little, how come you're so thin now?"

As she walked, Sherry gently rubbed the girl's face.

The little girl pouted, looking unhappy.

"I'm not fat, I've been practicing kung fu!"

Then Sherry realized where the problem lay.

This girl inherited Yinzhi's great strength; at least Hongxian shouted so loudly, but he couldn't beat her.

"Wow! That's amazing! I want to be a great general like my father when I grow up!" Shirley couldn't help but kiss her several times.

The little girl nodded happily.

"Me too! Me too!" Hongxian exclaimed hastily. "My son wants to be a great general too!"

"Okay, you do it too! Follow your father's example!"

Perhaps because they had become more familiar with each other, the little girl became less reserved, and Hongxian even revealed his true nature as a troublemaker!

In just a short while, Shirley's head was buzzing.

Perhaps it's because they're not here, or maybe it's because of the special bond between grandparents and grandchildren.

Despite being such a patriarchal person, Consort Hui treated the two of them like her own lifeblood.

Sherry hadn't missed seeing the little devil leading his uncles and cousins ​​away in a flurry of activity.

Even the spirit could see the gentle and shy young girl on her face, and no one knew that something was amiss...

Good heavens, she's a black lotus!

Ignoring all that, the banquet began, and Shirley helped Consort Hui into the main hall.

Yinzhi had already embraced his younger brothers and was laughing heartily.

One person slaps the other, and another punches them.

The other princes were handsome and elegant young men!

Yinzhi was tall, strong, and dark-skinned, with an imposing aura.

The other young imperial uncles' eyes lit up when they saw him.

The little boy Hongxian stood next to Yinzhi, showing off to his cousins.

Sherry looked at it carefully and thought, "Hmm, Hongxian is just like his father."