"This old man, a country bumpkin, would never have imagined that there is something in this world that can take people to the sky, hehehe..."
"Empress Dowager Cixi even rode a car! The last emperor, Puyi, experienced trains, planes, and ships."
Kangxi heard another key word, the last emperor.
"The foreign devils were all carrying guns and cannons, bombarding the Qing Dynasty's borders with firearms. The Manchus were as thin as sticks, yet they were competing with others in archery. It was really funny."
"The Japanese pirates, with their tiny territory, could crush the Qing dynasty, with its tens of millions of people, with their millions of troops. By then, no one would care whether you were Manchu or Han; you would all be lambs to be slaughtered. The Manchus would even be richer, but their deaths would be more tragic."
After making a few sarcastic remarks, Yinreng stopped talking.
Kangxi's hand was already tightly gripping the pen. He had heard about the late Qing Dynasty many times, and each time he felt uncomfortable.
He was well-versed in history and knew that every dynasty suffered from many serious problems in its last years and that overthrow was inevitable. However, when he heard Yinreng's voice, saying that the Manchus had lost their integrity and were begging for mercy from the invaders instead of preferring to perish in glory like the previous dynasty, he was furious.
Kangxi wanted to compete with the previous dynasty in every way, but his descendants made him lose face!
After Yinreng endured for five days, Kangxi finally gave in and loaned two firearms craftsmen to Yin'er. The price was that Yinreng had to review memorials in the Palace of Heavenly Purity for a full month.
Yinreng really wanted to curse!
But he was also afraid that if he scolded him, the old man Kangxi would go back on his word.
He has been tortured for five days. If Kangxi changes his mind, all his suffering for five days will be in vain.
After weighing the pros and cons, Yinreng had no choice but to agree.
When the shipyard was building the treasure ship, Yinreng decided to install ten cannons on it. In addition to these ten cannons, Yinreng also reminded Yin'er that the treasure ship must be equipped with enough guns and ammunition, and a few cannons should also be equipped for the Wankou General.
At the end of March, Yinreng was released from "service" and the treasure ship had been completed and would be ready to set off soon.
Yinsi had already set out for Heishui for more than a month.
After Yinreng came out of the Qianqing Palace, he stayed in the Yuqing Palace for half a month and was too lazy to take care of anything during that time.
During the month in the Palace of Heavenly Purity, his daily schedule strictly followed that of Kangxi.
He once carefully calculated that Kangxi probably got up at four in the morning and went to bed at eight or nine in the evening.
The daily sleep time is about seven or eight hours, but which good person would get up to study when it’s pitch dark?
Kangxi slept less despite his old age, he was still young!
In early April, the treasure ship set sail.
For some unknown reason, Kangxi assigned Yinxiang, who had just arrived in the court to take up official duties, to Yinzhen.
Ask him to assist Yinzhen in handling port affairs, and let him observe the training methods of sailors. When he returns after completing his studies, it would be best if he could select flagmen from the upper three flags to form a team of sailors.
Yinreng felt that he was too idealistic.
The attrition rate among sailors is really too high these days, especially the newbies.
Henry's merchant ship was not very big. The last time he went out to sea, he only brought 526 people with him, and when he came back, there were only about 470 left.
More than fifty people were lost in one voyage. For the Manchus, who had few bannermen, such losses were unaffordable. Kangxi had a beautiful imagination. By taking the Han people out, many risks were avoided.
But once he saw the sailors' attrition rate, he would no longer think so.
In mid-April, Yinreng had rested enough and set out again to inspect the progress of the official road construction.
The first stop is the Beijing-Tianjin official road, which is under the charge of the twelfth prince Yinlu. According to his idea, the progress of the Beijing-Tianjin section should be about two-thirds. However, in order to complete it completely, the roads in several counties and districts of Tianjin also need to be repaired.
There are still more than seven months left this year, so it may not be completed.
When he arrived at the place, he found that the project was progressing a little faster than he had expected.
When the tanned Yinlu heard that Yinreng had arrived, his face was full of surprise. He hurriedly left behind several officials from the Ministry of Works and went to greet him in person.
When he ran over, Yinreng was checking the stones used for the road.
“Second brother!”
Yinlu was not an ungrateful person. Ever since he could remember, he knew that he was not well-liked.
When he grew up a little, he figured out why he was not liked.
The most important thing is of course that the emperor does not value his son, otherwise he would not have given him to Su Malagu.
No matter how high Su Malagu's status in the emperor's heart was, it could not conceal the fact that Su Malagu was a slave.
It was outrageous that he, a prince, was taken to Su Malagu to relieve her worries and boredom.
After thinking it through, Yinlu no longer hated Sumalagu, and was even extremely grateful to her, because he understood that if it were not for Sumalagu, his and his mother's lives would be even worse.
Before entering the court to carry out his duties, he had already prepared himself to do odd jobs in the court, but he did not expect that his second brother would personally ask for him to come.
He also took him with him and taught him personally.
In just one year, he was able to stand on his own, and he had to thank his second brother for that!
Hearing Yinlu's voice, Yinreng took his eyes off the road, and when he saw Yinlu's row of shiny white teeth, he burst out laughing.
"Hey, little bastard, how did you get so tanned?"
Yinluo looked down at the black back of his hand and smiled embarrassedly.
"There's no shelter here, the sun is too strong."
He was embarrassed to say that it was his first time on this job and he wanted everything to be perfect, so he had to go through every step personally.
You've been exposed to the sun for too long, and now you look so dark.
Yinreng had no intention of mocking him. The road surface here was only paved with large stones. He had just checked and found that they were all good stones. This was enough to prove Yinlu's diligence and responsibility.
"I know this is your first time on a mission, and I want to do it as well as possible. But there's no need to rely on yourself for everything. You still need to learn how to cultivate your own confidants."
This was not the first time Yinreng had said this to Yinluo. Yinluo responded naively.
"My brother knows."
"I brought you a few sets of summer clothes this time. They were made with needlework by Aunt Su and Concubine Shu. They both miss you very much. Please write to them more often when you have time."
Yinreng didn't spend much time with Yinlu, but he could see that he was a grateful person, so he was willing to spend more time giving him advice.
Su Malagu was already eighty-nine years old this year. She was not strong enough to do needlework, but there were indeed two sets of clothes that she had instructed her subordinates to make for Yinlu.
In her previous life, Su Malagu's death was three years away. Nowadays, not many people can live to be over 90 years old.
"Brother, I understand. Thank you, second brother."
Yinlu looked grateful.
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