After fetal transfusion: Huang Ama, your royal mausoleum has been stolen

"As for proof, I really don't know how to prove to you that everything I said is true, because I am still living in the present."

All that she left behind from her previous life was just that memory and a heart that wanted to change.

She has said everything that can be said. As for whether they believe it or not, it all depends on their own judgment.

"So, in the end it was really Fourth Brother..." Yinsi asked with some difficulty.

In fact, what he wanted to ask most was, was that really the ending between him and his fourth brother?

But the words took a turn when they came to my lips, and when I asked again, it became like this.

Xirui nodded when he heard this, "Yes, it is true that the next emperor in history is my fourth brother."

She could only say that it was true that Yinzhen ascended the throne in history, but she couldn't say whether Yinzhen would ascend the throne again in this time and space with many more variables.

Maybe both are possible.

After Xirui's personal confirmation, the three of them felt complicated.

Especially Yinzhen himself.

Before this, he had always positioned himself as a wise king, but now he was told that he would be the next emperor. Whoever would be next to him would be confused at first.

Of course he is no exception.

But he was a man of strong character. Even though he was half confused, it did not prevent him from grasping the key point. "Later generations, a history of humiliation?"

Xirui nodded decisively, "Yes, isn't that humiliating enough?"

We have all seen what happened during that period, so it is much easier to talk about this.

Yinzhen nodded silently and admitted it himself.

"What's wrong with that, Hongli?"

When Xirui heard him start analyzing the problem so quickly, he couldn't help but praise in his heart: He really deserves to be the one who can finally sit in a high position, his way of thinking is different from others.

While Yinsi on the side was still brooding over his failure and fate, Yinzhen on his side had already started thinking about correcting his mistakes.

"There are many problems, it's just the general trend." The general environment is already there, what's the point of just looking for internal problems.

Xirui was actually looking forward to how Yinzhen, knowing what would happen next, would deal with what might happen next.

For example: Will that “prodigal son” Qian Xiaosi still be born?

Counting the days, it seems like he won't be born for another ten years.

If Yinzhen has any ideas, wouldn't it be a good idea to solve them now?

"Three hundred years later..." Yinzhi murmured in a low voice, "So this is why you said that we should work hard to become stronger?"

Yinzhi thought of the powerful weapons he had seen in his dreams, and his heart couldn't help but throb, "Have you seen all those weapons?"

So can they have it too?

If I had those weapons...

Xirui knew what he was planning after just one glance at him, and gave him a cold shoulder, "Forget about those weapons."

It's no longer a question of whether she has seen it or not. Even if she can produce complete and detailed drawings, it is impossible to build it under the current circumstances.

"Why?" Yinzhi was anxious.

How could such a powerful weapon not be made?

"If the talent and technology can't keep up, it's useless to think about it." Those are the fruits of the hard work of countless predecessors, how can they be made so easily.

Seeing that Yinzhi was still unwilling, Xirui simply replied, "If you are unwilling, you can study it yourself. After all, you have seen the general idea, and my understanding of it may not be deeper than yours."

Everyone has only seen the audio and video materials of those weapons, and the real core content cannot be spread everywhere.

Anyway, Xirui has never seen it, and it is not available in the system mall.

Yinzhi was very upset by her answer and was still holding his breath.

It was like seeing the treasure right in front of him, but suddenly he found a broken bridge in front of him, blocking him from the treasure.

It puts people in a dilemma.

Xirui didn't look at him again, and instead turned her gaze to the two people on the other side.

"Yinsi, the Prince of Lian, is known among the people as the Eight Wise Princes because he is very good at dealing with people and is very tactful and experienced. He is truly a capable and talented person."

In fact, according to Xirui, Yinsi's personality is indeed not suitable for being a monarch.

Especially the successor emperor during the late Kangxi period.

When Yinsi was mentioned by name and heard Xirui's praise, he didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Does he want to be a wise king?

maybe.

But he is also a prince, and the supreme throne is only one step away. Why can't he give it a try?

Especially now he knew that the crown prince would be deposed and the old man would be imprisoned in the future.

Without these two big mountains called the eldest sons above, these princes below them would be the same.

If fourth brother can go, why can’t he?

How could his appearance escape Xirui's eyes?

"Alas!" Xirui sighed helplessly, "During the later years of Emperor Kangxi's reign, the treasury was empty and the court was plagued by problems. But in order to gain support, you, the Eighth Wise Prince, did not hesitate to form a clique for personal gain. On the one hand, you accepted large sums of money from Jiangnan, and on the other hand, you won over the people's hearts."

"In this case, I would like to ask you, what is the fault of the people?"

All that money was plundered from the people, it's the people's hard work!

"The biggest difference between you and Fourth Brother is that the people hold different positions in your hearts."

Even though Yinsi's background was not as good as Yinzhen's, he was not more approachable than Yinzhen.

"As both of you are princes, your fourth brother's waist is straighter than yours when it should be straight, and he can bend better than you when it should be." This is why Xirui feels that Yinzhen is more suitable to be a king than Yinsi.

Yinsi bent his back to the princes and nobles, which were beneficial to him.

But Yinzhen was different. He bent his waist for the people of the world.

As soon as Xirui said this, the eyes of the three people in the hall fell on him.

There was disbelief, excitement, and of course reluctance.

"I..." Yinsi wanted to defend himself.

But it was not until he opened his mouth that he realized he had no way to refute it.

In his dream last night, he did receive a lot of "tribute" from various families in Jiangnan. Not only that, even Yinzhen was his exclusive money bag.

But when it comes to what he did for the people, it seems that there is nothing special.

Is he really inferior to Fourth Brother?

Thinking of this, Yinsi couldn't help but lower his head.

Xirui: “Alas…” Actually, she felt a little bit uncomfortable in her heart. After all, what did the things done by “Prince Lian” have to do with Yinsi, whom she had known since childhood?

Why should he be trapped in guilt for something that hasn't even happened?

Is this really fair to him?

Xirui couldn't help but ponder.