Kangxi did not wait for the ministers' evaluation, but instead received a report from the young eunuch, saying that several of the gentlemen who had been kneeling outside the Qianqing Palace since yesterday afternoon could no longer hold on and had passed out.
Kangxi slapped his forehead.
"Look at my brain. I actually forgot such an important thing."
"Everyone, follow me and take a look at these 'slaves' who eat and drink from me, yet are more noble than I am and know how to enjoy life better."
As he spoke, he walked out with his hands behind his back. This time, without Yinreng leading the way, everyone tactfully followed him.
The Hall of Supreme Harmony was some distance away from the Palace of Heavenly Purity. Kangxi led the way leisurely, while the people following behind had different thoughts.
The situation is now out of control, and they don't know whether they should persuade Kangxi to calm down and kill fewer people.
There are more than just eunuchs in the Imperial Household Department. The higher the official position, the higher the social status.
Kangxi could not force them all to undergo castration, as males were rare in Manchuria, and even the royal family's slaves were extremely precious.
Otherwise, how could a bannerman family become a “aristocratic family”?
The bondservants of the upper three banners were a huge group. If Kangxi got angry and dealt with all those who were involved, the losses to the upper three banners would be too great.
Kangxi led his ministers to the outside of the Palace of Heavenly Purity and saw from afar the more than 150 stewards in official robes.
When they got closer, they found that more than half of the people had collapsed to the ground.
Yinreng had sharp eyes and saw several powerful figures of the Fucha family almost overnight. Maska, Ma Qi, Ma Wu, and Li Rongbao were kneeling together, trembling all over and trying hard to hold themselves back.
"Hey, aren't these the four Fucha brothers? Tsk tsk tsk, weren't they so arrogant and looking down on others before? Why are they so wilted now?!"
Yinreng had no good feelings towards any of the Fucha family members. Li Rongbao's two children were well regarded in history, but now...
Even if Li Rongbao escaped this time by luck, his future life would definitely not be easy. If Yinzhen were to come to the throne again in this life, he would definitely not choose someone from the Fucha family to be Qianlong's queen.
It can almost be said that Fu Cha Fuheng was trained by Emperor Qianlong himself. Without him, there would be someone else to take Fu Cha Fuheng's place.
Yinreng had a good attitude.
Even complaining in my heart——
"The historical records of that lousy place called Nanyue record that Kangxi and Ma Qi had a big fight in the court. I don't know if it's true... If it's true, Ma Qi will be fine, but Lao Ba is the one who got into trouble!"
Kangxi paused when he heard this and glanced at the figures in front of him.
Then he frowned slightly. What does this have to do with Lao Ba?
"It was the old man who made the decision to depose the crown prince, and it was the old man who asked the ministers to recommend a successor. In the end, not only did the ministers' recommendation of the eighth prince not be recognized by the old man, but he even described him as "the son of a lowly servant in the Xinzheku". Tsk..."
"Have you forgotten, old man, that women alone cannot give birth to children..."
Kangxi clenched his fists.
Depose the crown prince?
He deposed the crown prince?
Instead of a cup of poisoned wine taking Yinreng's life?
Is this... something recorded in history books?
Those who were closer to him could sense the sinister aura emanating from him.
But they didn't think much about it. After all, no matter who it is, they would not feel good when they see a thief in their house.
"But... being the old man's son wasn't any easier for anyone. Twelve had it better. He spent his whole life preparing for funerals, and at least he died of old age. The others died of imprisonment, illness, torture, or exhaustion."
"Of all the sons, only the Thirteenth risked his life to be crowned an Iron-hat Prince, and the title was passed down to the next generation."
"Hehe, it's ironic that the old man raised a Gu, and although it didn't backfire on him in the end, every one of his sons hated him."
Hearing this, Kangxi's steps came to a complete halt.
Yinreng followed him and stood still, with a malicious smile on his face, but he was confused in his heart.
'Hey, why aren't you leaving?'
Not far away, a group of managers collapsed on the ground in pain. Yinreng took a quick look and confirmed that those who had managed to hold on and not fall down would definitely catch a bad cold if they returned.
It seems that this time, Kangxi has made up his mind.
In the past, as long as his bottom line was not touched, he would basically deal with officials of all ranks from Manchu origin in a low-key manner.
There are rarely any serious moments.
But this time, even if Kangxi did not order the killing of these people, the probability of them surviving healthily would not be very high.
These guys usually live a life of luxury, how could they have ever suffered such a great crime?
Kangxi stood there in a daze, feeling cold all over.
His sons...actually all ended up like this?
Death from illness, imprisonment, exhaustion, torture...
Who dares to do this to his son?!
Who is it?
Could it be the fourth one? !
Kangxi felt a chill in his heart and his teeth were chattering from gnashing.
How dare he?!
How dare he!
The ministers stood with Kangxi for a quarter of an hour before Yinreng pulled Kangxi back to reality from his thoughts.
"Look at how mad these slaves have made this old man. He can't even speak."
Kangxi's eyes were bloodshot as he glanced coldly at the unconscious servants on the ground. His voice was hoarse and he said,
"It's these audacious people who wantonly squandered the gifts presented to me by the common people and foreign nations..."
Kangxi walked up to a fat steward and kicked him without hesitation.
He used all his strength in this kick, and the kick made a dull sound as the manager was kicked.
"ah!"
The manager screamed and opened his hazy eyes. When he saw the person in front of him clearly, his body trembled like a sieve.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty? This servant... knocks, knocks, and comes to see you..."
The man had been exposed to the rain all night and had developed a high fever. He couldn't even speak complete sentences. The reason he woke up quickly was probably thanks to his desire to survive.
Of course, it might be painful.
Kangxi ignored him, called a team of imperial guards and ordered,
"Pull him aside!"
After the guards pulled the man up, Kangxi targeted the remaining people and started kicking them one by one.
He used all his strength in every kick. On the surface, it seemed that he was venting his anger and torturing these parasites.
Only he himself knew that he was hiding the panic in his heart.
Today, he got a glimpse of the future from Yinreng's inner voice, and he was afraid that all of this would come true.
His son...how could he have such a tragic end?
He doesn't believe it!
It’s all the fault of these slaves!
Yes, it was these slaves who instigated discord, which led him to say such hurtful words to Lao Ba...
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