Chapter 210 Extra Chapter: Watching the Movie 1
The world consciousness of "Scarlet Heart" was quite satisfied with Landis's antics; this "Yinreng" was perfect no matter where he was placed. So, while connecting Landis with another small world, it also fulfilled its initial promise, turning this performance into a celestial screen and projecting it onto other small worlds.
This practice is, in principle, against regulations. But the world's consciousness doesn't care; there's no reason why official organizations like Heaven and the Underworld can "set fires," but "ordinary people" like them can't even light lamps!
Besides, if the underworld does it secretly, it can hitch a ride and be deployed to the same world. If the sky falls, the underworld will take the blame.
So, before the Qing Dynasty could catch its breath after experiencing the "Who Is Like the Emperor" mini-game and the "Imperial Disease" baptism, it was greeted by the epic story of "Nine Princes Struggling for the Throne".
As the four large characters "Nine Princes Struggle for the Throne" appeared on the sky, the group of people in front of the Qianqing Palace fell silent.
Yinzhen was speechless. He slapped Yin's hand away and squeezed out the words through gritted teeth: "What are you counting? Have you caught Yi's disease too?"
Feeling guilty, Yin silently curled his fingers, "Let me see if you're talking about us..."
Yinzhen was in despair. He noticed the gazes cast by others, and then looked at the tenth prince, who had a sincere and ingratiating expression on his face. He felt disappointed and disappointed in him.
He felt really helpless. If it weren't for the fact that he had been close friends with Lao Shi since childhood, he really wanted to stay far away from him.
Did Lao Shi get his background by using his brains?
There's no need for him to count; he's definitely referring to those brothers. If Father Emperor looked up and down the generations, let alone the Nine Dragons, their offspring could be counted on one hand!
Who can have as many children as the Emperor?!
No… feeling so angry he was almost out of his mind, Yinzhen barely managed to hold back, he almost blurted it out.
"Ninth Brother, what's wrong?"
Yin looked at Yin Tang's furrowed brows and darkened face, his eyes filled with confusion.
"I'm fine... Just keep quiet."
Yinzhen shook his head helplessly and earnestly gave Yin a word of advice. He'd almost led him astray; was the key to the "Nine Princes"? The key was the "struggle for the throne"!
This is really provoking the Emperor; who knows how it will develop? But judging from the previous events, Yinzhen doesn't think it will be anything good.
So, for their own lives, it's best to keep quiet.
With Yinzhen under control, Kangxi looked calm as he looked away. Having experienced the "Yi syndrome," nothing could shake him anymore.
It's just a struggle for the throne... a struggle for the throne...
Kangxi was very displeased when he looked at his sons, who were all tall, handsome, and in the prime of their lives!
Although the previous chapters briefly touched upon Yinreng's fate, at the moment, he still favored Yinreng as his successor. Having endured so many upheavals, he cared more about how to carry forward the Qing Dynasty and how to become a wise ruler remembered in history than about imperial power!
A wise ruler cannot have any flaws, so whether out of emotion or for the legitimacy of his rule, Yinreng's position as his successor was very secure.
Therefore, when Kangxi suddenly saw the "Nine Princes Struggling for the Throne" banner, he felt deeply offended, but he did not show it on his face.
As for whether it refers to the father and son, regardless of Tianmu's "favoritism" towards them, some related clues can be seen in previous stories.
From the founding of the Qing Dynasty to the present day, who else could give birth to him!
Kangxi, inexplicably proud, looked up again, and the celestial screen began to play.
The number nine is the ultimate number, symbolizing numerous meanings and completeness. The struggle for the throne among nine princes invites us to listen to our inner voices and step into a unique story…
As the opening remarks began, the camera panned across the sky, landing on the familiar Forbidden City. The audience, watching the young Emperor Kangxi appear on screen, wore expressions of smug satisfaction, completely oblivious to the opening remarks.
On New Year's Eve of the thirteenth year of the Kangxi Emperor's reign, Emperor Kangxi, in a bad mood due to Wu Sangui's betrayal of the Qing Dynasty, went to the Kunning Palace and chatted with Empress Hesheli.
"Empress Huang..."
“Jing Shu…”
Upon seeing the gentle and graceful woman appear in the sky, Yinreng couldn't help but be moved. He never expected to see his birth mother in this way, even though they were from different worlds.
But looking at his father's expression, Yinreng knew that it was someone who looked exactly like his birth mother... no, it was his mother from another world.
Yinreng gazed almost greedily at Hesheli Jingshu in the sky, hoping that he wouldn't lose his mother at birth in that world.
As night fell, the Emperor and Empress in Kunning Palace, as well as the Empress Dowager in Cining Palace, all fell into a deep sleep. At this moment, a sliver of light pierced the darkness, and in the hazy light, a six-tusked white elephant appeared, carrying a small, exquisitely carved baby with a touch of vermilion between its brows, smiling radiantly.
Soon, the scene shifts, and it's dawn.
After Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang rose from the Cining Palace, she went to the Buddhist hall, twirling her prayer beads and murmuring, "Did the Buddha grant me a child?"
Under the sky, everyone looked on in bewilderment.
Who is that child?
Yin scratched his head, but still couldn't help but lean close to Yin Tang's ear and whisper the question.
"You must be dreaming."
Yin Tang gave a simple answer without going into details.
The appearance of the Emperor and Empress, along with the Grand Empress Dowager's words, makes it hard not to think of "pregnancy dreams," and considering the time and the people involved, it's hard not to think of the Crown Prince.
Of course, while others were cautious and didn't say anything, Yinzhi simply didn't believe that the second son could have that kind of good fortune.
[At breakfast that morning, Hesheli vomited incessantly. The imperial physician was quickly summoned, and they received the good news that the Empress was three months pregnant. The three generations of the family shared their identical dreams from the previous night, and they became even more concerned about the Empress's pregnancy. Emperor Kangxi spent almost every day by the Empress's side.]
"..." Yinzhi was envious. How come the second son is so lucky in every world?
Yinreng curled the corners of his mouth and straightened his chest. Envious, aren't you? There's nothing you can do about it. He is such a radiant and unique crown prince, the legitimate heir!
On June 5th of the thirteenth year of the Kangxi Emperor's reign, the Empress went into premature labor, and the Kangxi Emperor rushed to the Kunning Palace. As dawn broke, the first rays of sunlight fell upon the eaves of the Kunning Palace, and to everyone's astonishment, they transformed into a halo that enveloped the birthing room where Empress Hesheli was, radiating a warm and mysterious soft light.
The palace servants knelt down and couldn't help but shout "miracle!"
A baby's cry came from inside the delivery room. Kangxi got up and rushed to the door.
Soon, the delivery room door opened, and Su Mala Gu walked out with a smile, holding a golden swaddled baby. "Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, Empress Dowager! Her Majesty the Empress has given birth to a little prince."
"Haha, great!"
Emperor Kangxi was overjoyed. Looking at the baby in swaddling clothes with his eyes closed and a small pink mole between his eyebrows, he felt an overwhelming surge of affection.
(Truly worthy of being my first son!)
Although Emperor Kangxi on the screen did not move his mouth, his words resounded throughout the heavens.
The crowd in front of the Qianqing Palace couldn't help but look at Kangxi, and Yinzhi was even more displeased.
Emperor Kangxi couldn't help but close his eyes. Sure enough, what was more devastating than the "noble son" was the "first son"!
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