Chapter 203 Will everything repeat itself?
Seeing Kangxi's darkening expression, Zhang Xiao asked with some doubt, "I'm curious, as an emperor, aren't you tempted? Didn't you ever think of seeking a divine connection through Yinreng?"
Kangxi closed his eyes briefly. "You may regard him as a Buddhist disciple, but I only regard him as Bao Cheng, my son."
Zhang Xiao was taken aback. She could clearly sense that what Kangxi said was true, and she couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly: "I never thought that there could be true feelings in the imperial family. You are a good father."
“No,” Kangxi slowly shook his head, “There is no father and son in the imperial family. This saying has never been wrong. It’s just that because it is Bao Cheng, I am a good father.”
Zhang Xiao understood, "They really don't hide their favoritism at all."
Seeing that Kangxi stopped speaking, Zhang Xiao continued, "Getting back to the main point, everyone has desires, even researchers. The power of desire is infinite, so in a short period of time, observation technology has made great strides, making it possible to transport a person's spirit back to the past..."
Emperor Kangxi raised an eyebrow slightly, but did not interrupt her.
Whether it's truly technological advancement or a collaboration between researchers and resurrection organizations is a matter of opinion.
"I was a member of the research team, so I was ultimately chosen as an observer to travel through time and space to investigate the prince's special characteristics."
"Actually, from the start of the third observation, or rather, from the second one, the historical observation technology had already deviated from its original purpose. But I took a chance and was treated as a pawn, which was something I should have expected long ago."
Zhang Xiao smiled bitterly, but Kangxi had no time to listen to her self-pity and asked directly, "So, what exactly was the outcome you observed the second time? Did Bao Cheng really ascend to heaven in broad daylight?"
"I have no idea."
Zhang Xiao shook his head, and under Kangxi's questioning gaze, he explained seriously: "I'm serious. To be precise, it's not just me, the research team doesn't know either. If the system wants to pry open your mouths and explore the Crown Prince's special nature, it will definitely play it for you truthfully."
The final images received did indeed show the Hall of Supreme Harmony bathed in golden light and astonished courtiers. The ascension in broad daylight was less a true outcome and more a reflection of the researchers' cherished expectations. At least, that's what the research team told the public and investors.
Unexpectedly, they also didn't know the final outcome. Kangxi frowned and pressed for details: "That shadowy figure... what exactly is this 'Resurrection Organization' you mentioned? Why did it appear twice on the first day of the first lunar month of the forty-seventh year?"
“Is soul transmigration something so easy?” Zhang Xiao shook his head. “As far as I know, their technology requires matching the fluctuations of spacetime. And the only fluctuation point that was captured was the first day of the first month of the forty-seventh year of Kangxi’s reign.”
"And what about this time? With you present, will they still arrive in forty-seven years?"
Kangxi looked at Zhang Xiao's face and spoke very bluntly, equating the researcher with the resurrection organization in his words.
Zhang Xiao opened her mouth, but ultimately couldn't refute anything. In truth, she thought the same thing, but she kept deceiving herself, convincing herself that she was still on the righteous and moral side.
Dejected, Zhang Xiao's face was gloomy: "I don't know. I'm just a pawn in this game. I don't know if they will come again, or when they will come."
Although he had expected it, Kangxi still closed his eyes in disappointment.
After a long silence, Kangxi reopened his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "One last question: Is this a completely new beginning or a replay of the second life?"
“I don’t know…” Zhang Xiao’s eyes were filled with confusion. “Logically speaking, when my existence, or rather the existence of the system, stirs up history, then all of this should be a completely new beginning…”
“But,” Zhang Xiao looked up at Kangxi, “whether everything will repeat itself or not, the key is not me, is it? You actually know, right? Everything revolves around the Crown Prince. Why don’t you ask him?”
Kangxi did not answer Zhang Xiao's question, or rather, he was avoiding it.
He certainly knew that asking Bao Cheng was the quickest way. After all, in the second deduction, Bao Cheng clearly had memories of the first time.
But Kangxi dared not; he was timid. He feared that Bao Cheng, though he remembered nothing, would learn of the previous two incidents through his questioning and, for his sake and for the Qing Dynasty, embark on a path of self-sacrifice once more.
He was even more afraid that Bao Cheng actually remembered, that he had sacrificed himself twice and was now going to have to start over, and that he might have already prepared to sacrifice himself again.
He has already lost Baocheng twice; there can't be a third time.
Thinking of this, Kangxi couldn't help but blame himself and doubt himself. Should he not have stopped Baocheng from restoring his status as a Buddhist disciple? Otherwise, he wouldn't have suffered so much, and he wouldn't have had to destroy his own foundation for their sake…
That night, not only was Kangxi depressed after interrogating Zhang Xiao, but others who had experienced this incident also tossed and turned, pondering the possibility of a happy ending.
Meanwhile, at Yuqing Palace, Xiao Liu stood on a pole, chattering away incessantly.
"Chirp!"
[Speechless. How long have you been munching on that stuff? Still not digested? Didn't you make that stuff yourself?]
Xiao Wu tumbled to the other side and silently rolled her eyes.
Xiao Liu was too lazy to pay attention to him. He had no sense of how to navigate the workplace. How could he prove his efforts or gain his boss's approval if he didn't keep nagging for so long?
"Gah—"
【What do you know? Whatever Master wants, I prepare with the best ingredients, which is why it's not easy to digest. But for Master, I'll do anything.】
Little Five suddenly looked up, accidentally picking off a feather in the process. Good heavens, did he really think he hadn't improved all these years, trying to win favor right in front of him! When he was bound to a host, Little Six was still nowhere to be found!
"Chirp!"
[Don't force yourself if you have indigestion. I told you I'd go first, but you insisted on taking it from me. Now you're disturbing the host's rest in the middle of the night, isn't that a bad thing?]
"Gah!"
[You're just jealous that your master entrusted me with such an important task!]
"Chirp!"
I'm jealous of you! I'm the eldest brother, why would I be jealous of a little brother like you!
"Gah!"
[I'm the boss! You naive, sweet-talking leader!]
"Chirp!"
[I'm the boss! You're just a nobody, an unofficial commander!]
"quack!"
[Let's fight if you dare!]
"Chirp chirp!"
Come on! Who's afraid of who!
...
Yinreng, lying in bed alone, silently turned on a soundproof barrier. He understood that when a grand play ends, the actors are always a little excited.
He decided not to disrupt the friendly interaction between the two systems. He reviewed the entire performance and concluded that it was good; it had definitely confused everyone and kept them awake. He could then fall asleep contentedly.
What a beautiful day!
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