Chapter 196 Historical Deduction 2.1
"That's not right."
When Kangxi spoke again, his voice was like a broken bellows, dry and hoarse, each word straining from his throat as he struggled to utter it.
“My Baocheng… should not have ended like this.”
Kangxi could not accept it. He could not accept that Bao Cheng had suffered so much injustice and even paid with his life, even if it was him who had done it.
[Backtracking technology doesn't make mistakes; this is indeed the content composed of the fragments we backtracked.]
The system's voice carried a rigid, inhuman, and cold insistence. Yinzhen retorted coldly, "No, if you can't make mistakes, why is it a deduction? The overall picture is clear, isn't it? Why is it still a deduction?"
Indeed, Yinzhen's words reminded the others. Although they didn't understand the technology of later generations, seeing such a clear "story" with its cause and effect, even knowing beforehand that it was just one of the later deductions, they were all immersed in immense grief. As those involved, they almost believed it themselves—why did later generations only consider it a deduction?
The system did not respond immediately.
Yinzhi wiped away his tears and asked with extreme insight, "If retrospection is not wrong, then what is the meaning of the existence of historical observers?"
Record history, verify history.
Yinzhi pressed further: "So, is it a record or a verification?"
Based on your analysis, is this inference false?
The system, which originally sounded extremely rigid, became more flexible and changed the subject.
"Of course it's fake!"
Yinzhi was very certain that he would not allow his younger brother to sacrifice himself to protect everyone else.
Kangxi narrowed his eyes and hit the nail on the head: "Just as you said, Baocheng is special. So there must be something wrong that makes it impossible for you to be sure of the truth even with so many memory fragments."
Yes. Based on gene retrospection technology, the observer's task is generally simply to record the true history and corroborate inferences; however, in this dynasty, conflicting fragments of memory obtained through gene retrospection led to three major historical inferences, which the observer sought to verify.
"conflict?"
Yes, this is one of the reasons why the second major historical inference, though fragmented, is widely accepted by the mainstream. Perhaps you can read the whole thing before making a judgment.
The group exchanged glances, a vague idea forming in their minds. They remained silent, watching the new historical interpretations begin to play on the screen.
"Throughout my life, I have collected countless rare treasures, but none can compare to this! Nor can they match Bao Cheng's sentiments..." Emperor Kangxi was overjoyed, looking at Yinreng and smiling, "When will you be willing to take on my heavy responsibilities?"
Didn't this just happen a few days ago?
Everyone was somewhat surprised and uncertain. Apart from Yinreng's face still being shrouded in mist, the other scenes and characters remained unchanged.
So, is the second major historical inference based on such an early origin?
Compared to the first time starting from the 47th year of the Kangxi Emperor's reign, the approaching date made them feel more involved and more uneasy.
On the train, everyone listened calmly, as if it were the Emperor asking when the Crown Prince would ascend the throne, and as Yinreng expertly refused. They were all used to it; their reaction to the train was far more dramatic. Shortly after the Emperor's birthday celebrations, Kangxi hosted a banquet to reward the officials of the Imperial Workshop who had built the train.
"Zhang Xiao is not among them."
After carefully examining the people at the banquet, Yinzhen couldn't help but purse his lips after speaking. Without the presence of an "observer," how would things develop this time?
Shortly after the banquet, Crown Prince Yinreng fell seriously ill. The imperial physicians determined that he had collapsed from overwork. Emperor Kangxi and his princes anxiously inquired about his well-being, urging him to rest and temporarily set aside his official duties. Yinreng agreed and sent his son and daughter to the Qianqing Palace to be cared for by Kangxi.
As Kangxi read this passage, his brow furrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but worry about Baocheng outside the spatial dimension. He also felt a pang of self-reproach; he was indeed pleased to see the train appear. But considering Baocheng's hard work and worry about this matter, he might be putting on a brave face in front of him. He should have the imperial physician examine him.
With Yinreng on his mind, Kangxi's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked, "Aren't you afraid of causing trouble if more than a dozen of us disappear from the Qianqing Palace?"
Mentioning this brought everyone back to their senses; indeed, they had been missing for quite some time.
No one will notice your disappearance; please trust the capabilities of the monitoring system.
The system's voice was exceptionally confident, adding before anyone could question it: "Rest assured, we observe history, but we will never interfere with it. Once we have obtained the accurate answers, we will release you. We will not harm your personal safety, and we will erase all traces of our existence in this era."
No one spoke; they all instinctively looked at the conspicuous curtain in front of them. Wouldn't this interfere with history? What would be the point of any historical inferences that would emerge from it?
But whatever the purpose of this observation system may be, they will suppress anything that is detrimental to Yinreng.
This is their life, not a predetermined history.
At the New Year's Eve banquet, Emperor Kangxi sat in the main seat. After a few cups of wine, his face was flushed with a slight intoxication. Taking advantage of his drunkenness, he beckoned to Yinreng.
"Baocheng, it's another new year. When will you be able to take over this responsibility of mine?"
The clouds and mist obscured Yinreng's expression, but after a brief silence, he replied, "If Father Emperor is willing, your son is willing to accept."
"really?"
"I am absolutely not joking. If I were to become emperor, would I ever refuse?"
Kangxi threw his head back and laughed heartily, his laughter full of satisfaction and joy: "Hahaha, good!"
Just after the Lantern Festival, Emperor Kangxi couldn't wait any longer. He issued an imperial edict to the world, announcing his intention to abdicate and retire to enjoy his old age, handing over the power of this vast land to Yinreng.
On the auspicious day, outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the officials shouted "Long live the Emperor!" and the bells and drums sounded in unison.
Wearing a brand-new dragon robe, Yinreng stepped steadily up the steps, walking step by step toward the supreme dragon throne.
The princes and ministers knelt in sincere worship, shouting, "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
"He's already ascended the throne?"
Yinzhi exclaimed in disbelief. It wasn't that he was unhappy about Yinreng's ascension to the throne, but rather that, based on his understanding of Yinreng's lazy nature, Yinreng didn't seem like the type to be happy to ascend the throne so early.
Kangxi checked everyone present through the curtain. He had not been replaced, and everyone else was fine. Bao Cheng's face was not visible, but his voice was also normal.
Everything was fine, and Bao Cheng's ascension to the throne was something he had longed to see. But as he watched Bao Cheng actually sit on the throne, Kangxi felt uneasy.
"The biggest problem is that there are no problems..."
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