Yin smiled and pointed to some dining tables outside the window. She looked at him suspiciously, watching the people having breakfast outside.
"Aren't they ordinary people? They're all having breakfast." Qingyan couldn't see anything different about those people; they just looked like ordinary people having a meal.
Qingyan, preoccupied with her face, did not believe what Yin said, thinking that Yin was definitely talking nonsense.
"Their eating posture is clearly that of someone from the military camp; they eat extremely fast, which is definitely indicative of their military background," Yin instructed Qingyan on how to discern their origins.
Qingyan instantly understood that the tradition of guards protecting the upper echelons had been passed down from that time to the present.
"Can't Father Emperor see it?" Qingyan pondered, thinking that Kangxi probably wouldn't see it.
"It's clear that Mother won't let Mother have a bad time." This trip to Suzhou and Hangzhou was decided after visiting the Mongolian grasslands, probably because Kangxi wanted to fulfill Consort Tong's regret.
He was in a great mood. In the past, Consort Tong had left with this regret, but now, his mother's happy smile made Yin decide to stand on Kangxi's side and not expose the relaxed atmosphere that had been arranged specifically for Consort Tong.
In the south, they rarely interacted with the people here. A very small number of ordinary people still harbored anti-Qing sentiments; they were essentially incited by local anti-Qing figures. In recent years, the appeasement policy towards the south has largely led the people to abandon their former anti-Qing ideas. They only want a stable life. The businesses of the Yuelai Inn and the shipping companies have provided many job opportunities, allowing many to earn more money to support their families. (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
