Emperor Kangxi thought this idea was excellent.
Regardless of which tribe the spy belonged to, seeing the royal family treat him in this way was a disgrace.
"Seventh brother goes without saying, but Hongyu... isn't he still a bit young?"
“Hongyu will be thirteen years old after this New Year. It’s time for him to have some experience.”
[If we secretly throw Galdan's body back into the Dzungar Khanate, they're guaranteed to fall into internal strife. Then we can seize the opportunity to attack and surely capture them in one fell swoop. Hongyu, who participated in this, will then conveniently gain military merit.]
Yinreng was very satisfied with Hongxi's analysis.
This kid's got a pretty good brain.
[Father, I can hear your heart now. Is it polite of you to say this?]
Yinreng touched his nose sheepishly, but Kangxi was still pondering Yinreng's suggestion. After a moment, he nodded, "It's just sending a corpse over. With the Seventh Prince protecting us along the way, nothing will go wrong."
So, the three of them happily made a decision.
That night, Kangxi, using the excuse that it was too late, had the two stay at the Qianqing Palace, where Yinreng and Hongxi could only communicate through telepathy.
Both men were so excited and intrigued by this new experience that they were still awake even as dawn broke.
[Father, when were you able to hear your son's true feelings?]
Hongxi was somewhat curious.
[You've been able to hear it since you were born.]
Yinreng originally wanted to tell Hongxi that he knew about the other party's rebirth, but after seeing that Hongxi was a little nervous, he decided to keep it a secret.
Those who can hear the voice of their own hearts can be hailed as immortals.
But if I were to live again, I'm afraid I'd be seen as a monster.
Yinreng really didn't want to scare his precious son with this matter, at least not now.
Did Ama hear anything strange?
Yinreng felt sorry for Hongxi's insecure state.
[What's all this strangeness about? When Ama first started hearing your thoughts, he thought he must be sick. Later, he gradually got used to it and stopped thinking about it. However, he can't always hear you; sometimes he can, sometimes he can't.]
Hongxi breathed a sigh of relief; he was really scared to death.
[Alright, you little rascal, go to sleep now. Your brother Hongyu will probably be leaving in the next couple of days. When we meet again, he'll be a decorated soldier. Aren't you envious?]
Hongxi chuckled, "As long as Father can stand up for himself and keep his position as Crown Prince, why should I envy others?"
Yinreng wanted to hit someone.
Sure enough, on the third day of the Lunar New Year, news came from the prison that the spy had died.
At the same time, Kangxi sent Yinyou with Hongyu to deliver the body to Yinti.
At this time, Yin You's health had recovered somewhat, but he was really not suited for long-distance travel.
But when he saw the body, he was completely shocked.
He immediately understood why Yinreng wanted him to escort him, and after giving Yinreng a grateful look, he readily agreed.
Inside Yuqing Palace, Lady Guarjia packed Hongyu's luggage overnight.
She originally planned to simply pack some clothes to change into, since it wouldn't take long to come and go.
However, He Yuzhu came specifically to tell her to prepare more clothes and wound medicine.
She thought that the clothes were for Hongyu, but the wound medicine was probably for Yinti.
Without much thought, he prepared his luggage directly according to Yinreng's instructions.
In the side hall, Hongxi sat in a rocking chair watching Hongyu pace back and forth excitedly, and felt he couldn't bear to watch.
Yes, he told Yinreng his true intention in escorting Hongyu in advance, so that he could be mentally prepared.
“Hongxi, my second uncle is so good to me. I must do my best this time and not let my father and second uncle down.”
Seeing his older brother's excited expression, Hongxi really didn't want to dampen his spirits, but if he didn't do something to discourage him, he would keep spinning around in circles endlessly.
"Big brother, are you sure your uncle will let you go to the battlefield? At most, he'll just let you stay in the barracks. You'll definitely get some military merit, but going to the battlefield... hehe, don't even think about it."
Sure enough, upon hearing this, the excited Hongyu was immediately stunned.
After pondering for a moment, he immediately became dejected.
"My archery skills aren't bad either, it's just..."
"Your archery skills can only be showcased at the Mulan Hunting Grounds for now; don't even think about anything else. Don't say I didn't warn you, the battlefield isn't a place to show off. Don't end up being a burden to your uncle and seventh uncle instead of being of any help."
Upon hearing this, Hongyu immediately assured him, "Hongxi, don't worry, I'm not that incompetent."
On the morning of the fourth day, Hongxi, Wenxi, and Qingqing saw Hongyu off from the palace, accompanying him all the way to the city gate before the four children waved goodbye to each other.
Fine snowflakes suddenly began to fall from the sky. Hongxi, wearing a golden crown and a dark purple cloak, stood solemnly at the city gate, watching the figure gradually disappear into the distance, silently offering his blessings.
May my brother have a safe journey.
"Masters, it's time for us to go back."
He Yuzhu stood beside the carriage and spoke up to remind him.
"Eunuch He, we rarely get to come out, so we'd like to take a stroll around the city."
Hongxi mainly wanted to show Qingqing what the capital city looked like, since it was a rare opportunity for her to come out.
Before He Yuzhu came out, he had received orders from Yinreng that if the three children only wanted to wander around, they should be allowed to.
"Alright, your servant will follow behind."
The closer to the inner city, the more prosperous the economy.
The sounds of vendors hawking their wares filled the streets, and everyone's face was beaming with the joy of the New Year.
This was the first time Qingqing had seen scenery outside the grasslands. Whether it was a three-story restaurant, a teahouse where people recited poems and offered blessings, or various shops, everything was incredibly new to her.
Wenxi pointed to a three-story building on the street and smiled at Qingqing, "Qingqing, let's go to the Treasure Pavilion. Their jewelry is very exquisite, and many noble ladies like it."
Qingqing really liked the styles of jewelry in the capital, finding them very beautiful and luxurious.
I used to see them at my mother's place, but they were mostly given to me by the court during festivals.
"Great! I'd love to see what kind of jewelry the noble ladies of the capital like."
The two walked hand in hand toward the store, but Hongxi stood at the door waiting, showing no urge to go in.
"Isn't Hongxi coming in?" Qingqing asked curiously.
Wen Xi laughed, "These kinds of places are mostly frequented by noble ladies. Hongxi was afraid of causing trouble, so he waited outside."
The main reason is that Hongxi's identity is too special. If he were to be schemed against by a cunning noblewoman in such a place, it would be a great loss.
Hongxi wandered around the Treasure Pavilion, but didn't go too far.
I bought a few boxes of pastries and a cute little bunny lamp on the way.
He planned to give the lamp to his mother, because he thought women all liked little rabbits.
He was happily shopping when he heard chaotic shouts coming from inside the Treasure Pavilion.
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