Yes, he is the prince, so he is destined to be suspected by you and not trusted by you, and I... forget it, why think about these things, this is not something I should worry about, Yinzuo thought, since I have suffered this blow, you have to give me the person I want.
"Khan Ama, are you still angry with your son?"
Angry? Angry about what? Kangxi had been terrified by Yinzuo's fainting spell, so how could he be angry with him now? But Kangxi knew Yinzuo well enough to know that his question wasn't just about whether he was still angry or not. After a moment's thought, he decided to remain silent.
Yinzuo waited for a long time but didn't get a response from his father. He looked towards Kangxi. Something was wrong. He didn't look angry. Why didn't he say anything? Could it be that... he had already guessed what I was going to do?
"Khan Ama, you are not so stingy, are you? What your son did before was wrong, but you have already split his head open, what else do you want? Otherwise, your son will sing a little song for you. If you like it, please forgive your son for this time, okay?"
Kangxi originally just wanted to leave Yinzuo alone and see what this kid would do if he didn't speak to him, but he didn't expect to get such an unexpected surprise.
"That's fine, but we have to make it clear in advance. If your little song doesn't satisfy me, I will never let you off easily..."
Yinzuo was very confident about his next performance. He didn't believe that if even his father, an antique from hundreds of years ago, couldn't sing the next song, he would accept the punishment.
"Of course, Khan Ama, please come in, okay? Come, sit tight, your son is about to start singing... Well, there is only Ama in the world, and a child with Ama is like a treasure. Once you are in Ama's arms, you will enjoy endless happiness..."
What was Kangxi's reaction to Yinzuo's little song? Let's put it this way: have you ever heard this line? How does it go? Yes, it's so exciting. It feels like life has reached its climax, like life has reached its peak...
"Hahahahahaha, Yinzuo, your little song is pretty good. Father is very satisfied. In that case, I will forgive you this time."
If Yinzuo had a tail, that guy would be so proud of him right now. He just said that his little song was extraordinary and as long as he released it, he would definitely be able to please his father.
Yinzuo sat quietly on the bed and watched Kangxi, who had been so beautiful for a long time and still showed no sign of calming down. He got up from the bed and walked to the table. He raised his hand to test the temperature on the teapot, picked up the cup, poured a cup of tea and handed it to his father.
"Khan Ama, since you are satisfied, can you agree to my son's previous request and hand Dai Zi over to him? I promise you that I will keep him under your watchful eye and only allow him to research and manufacture weapons in the Ministry of Industry. I will never let him out to contact anyone he shouldn't."
Kangxi did not say whether he agreed or not. He just took the teacup from Yinzuo, brought it to his lips and took a sip. He held the cup and thought for a while before putting it down and raising his hand to signal Yinzuo to sit back on the bed.
"Yinzuo, I've always been curious about one thing. You usually don't seem to pay much attention to the affairs of the court or the military. Why are you so persistent in asking me for Dai Zi this time, even willing to give up your current comfortable life for him? I admit that Dai Zi is indeed quite talented in firearms manufacturing, but are firearms really that important?"
Were firearms really that important? Yinzuo's answer was, of course, yes. A hundred years later, the Qing dynasty was blasted open by foreigners using firearms they despised. Countless Chinese people paid a heavy price for the century of darkness that followed before a new dawn. Wasn't this bloody lesson enough to prove the importance of firearms? So Yinzuo's answer was resolute.
"Of course it's important. Falling behind means being beaten. We may not need firearms, but we cannot live without them. My son believes that no matter what, it's best to seize the initiative in our own hands. What do you think, Khan Ama?"
What did Kangxi think? Kangxi felt that his son was right, but he was still a little worried about using Dai Zi. He frowned and thought silently for a long time before looking up at Yinzuo and asking.
"If I hand Dai Zi over to you, how can you guarantee that the weapons he crafts won't become the root of the subversion of the Qing Dynasty in the future? I also know that firearms are extremely powerful, but it is precisely because I know this that I will do my utmost to curb them. Do you know that if such powerful weapons fall into the hands of those Han people, it will be a disaster for the Qing Dynasty?"
Well, in the final analysis, it's because you have a narrow mindset. Although China is vast and rich in resources, it is just a corner of the world. People say that the world is so big, why don't you think about going out and seeing it?
Manchus and Han Chinese are all subjects of the Qing Dynasty now. You are biased and cannot treat everyone equally, and you are afraid that they will rebel against you every day. Since you are so shameless and double-standard now, the basic conditions for expanding territory have been met. Let's develop firearms now and strive to take over the people across the sea as soon as possible. I believe that with your thick skin, you will be able to find a good reason to give us a legitimate reason.
"Khan Ama, don't worry. As long as you hand Dai Zi over to me, I will definitely keep an eye on him for you. At worst, I can lock up his family in the Ministry of Works and feed them well. If you don't trust your son, why not appoint someone to watch him yourself? The ninth and tenth brothers are both idle now, so why don't you hand them over to me as well? With the three of us keeping an eye on one person, how can he possibly do anything under our noses?"
Kangxi was almost pissed off by Yinzuo's calculations. How could he not know his little tricks? Sending the ninth and tenth sons over meant they would just run errands for him and do hard labor.
"Hmph, your plan is quite good. It won't be easy for you if Old Nine and Old Ten go to the Ministry of Works. If there's any problem, they'll take the lead, so you can have some free time, right? But I really haven't decided what tasks to assign them yet, so it's not impossible for them to follow you..."
Yinzuo's little calculations were indeed going on in his mind. You have to know that although Yinzhen in history was so vicious that he was called the Ninth Viper, he was indeed talented in business. If he was caught in his hands, wouldn't he be holding a purse? As for the Tenth Prince, he was not a fool at all. He had an open-minded temperament, a clear-headed view of things, and a meticulous mind. Asking him to help keep an eye on Dai Zi should not be a big problem.
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