After I was reborn, I became a plug-in for the country

Kangxi knelt for another quarter of an hour before getting up and leaving Fengxian Hall.

Liang Jiugong was yawning outside. When he saw him coming out, he hurriedly greeted him, "Long Live Lord, it's the end of the Yin hour. Do you want to go to the Hall of Supreme Harmony and give an order first?" According to the past, it was almost time to go to court.He looked at his master's appearance, and feared that he might not be able to go this morning.

At the Hall of Supreme Harmony, all the ministers must have already stood in line.

Kangxi put his arm on Yu Huan, "Go back to Zhaoren Hall and change clothes." Woke up in the middle of the night, he was still thinking about that strange dream in his heart, and he was not particularly energetic.Therefore, the sound is also very low.

"Hey." Liang Jiugong waved his whisk, "Get up!" He had just carefully observed the look of Long Live God, and he was relieved like a dragon was not feeling well.

Morning as usual.There haven't been too many things recently, only the Ministry of Engineering and Military Affairs has reported the change of defense at the camp in the suburbs of Beijing.As for the household department, since Yinzhen got started, it has gradually entered the right track. After the transfer of accounts became clear and orderly, Heli had nothing to report except for the account entry of the silver shipped back to Dongying every day.

Kangxi sat under the dragon chair, although his mind was a little tired, but his face was still solemn.He first glanced at the place where Yinfeng used to stand, then quickly retracted and looked at the courtiers below.

It's just that when his eyes glanced at Yinzhen who was standing at the front, his eyes flickered subconsciously.In that dream, in the future he will pass the throne to Yinzhen...

Kangxi is not dissatisfied with the fourth elder brother Yinzhen, it's just that he had a strange dream last night, so he couldn't help but think about it.

When he was distracted, Xiong Cilu tried to read the prelude.As soon as he lifted his foot, Zhang Ying gave him a warning glance.Hinting that he does not want to intercede for the prince at this time.

Xiong Cilu had no choice but to retreat again.

Suo'etu's face was serious, and seeing Zhang Ying's eyes, he couldn't help snorting again.

Zhang Ying didn't want to argue with him.The more the fire is imminent, the less they can add fuel to the fire.

Kangxi didn't care about their eyebrows and eye lawsuits, and had nothing to do, so he ordered the court to disperse.

It was rare for him to have such a free time, and he did not critique papers when he returned to Zhaoren Hall.I watched "Ten Gradually Unable to End Shu" for a while, but I couldn't quite read it.Originally, he wanted to sleep for another hour to make up for last night's sleep, but he tossed and turned on the couch, and couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Liang Jiugong was waiting outside the hall, yawning continuously with his fly whisk in his pocket.He also only slept for two hours last night, and now he is groggy.If it wasn't for the bright sun shining outside, he might have already started to doze off.

Just when he was about to change his focus and raise his spirits, he heard movement in the hall.

Liang Jiugong entered the door in three steps at a time, and saw Kangxi sitting on the couch in his pajamas in a daze, "Your Majesty, do you want the servant to teach the imperial doctor?"

It is rare for Long Live Lord to show such a hysterical expression. In the past, when Shi Lang played Ryukyu and Fei Yanggu played Junggar, there were many major events waiting for his instructions.

But the master is wise, everything is arranged in an orderly manner, and he doesn't seem to be at a loss.

Liang Jiugong raised his head and carefully glanced at his master's expression.I muttered in my heart, looking at Wansui didn't seem to mean that I couldn't sleep well, but it was more like a nightmare.

He suddenly panicked, if it was really a nightmare, it would be more troublesome than if he really had some minor illness.

After waiting for a while and seeing no answer from the master, Liang Jiugong said anxiously: "Slave, I'm going to invite the imperial physician!" He was thinking in his heart, not only should he invite the imperial physician, but he might also have to ask the shaman in the palace to prepare for the ceremony.I have to tell the Queen Mother.

Kangxi was brought back to his senses by his voice, glared at him honestly, and said in a deep voice: "Go to Chuanyu, I'm going to Yuqing Palace to see the crown prince." He couldn't think about it any longer, so he went to ask his son again. It's better to be careful.

Liang Jiugong received this look, shrank his neck back, responded with a bang, and trotted to run an errand.After all, the master still loves the prince.

Before Kangxi arrived at Yuqing Palace, Yinreng was chatting with the system, and the main topic of the chat was: if he, Khan Amazheng, agrees to send people to sea, should he go to other places besides Europe.

The system suggested, "In principle, Africa is much richer than Europe in terms of resources. It would be even better if your father could send someone to Africa."

"The resources you mentioned include?" Yinfeng is very used to asking shamelessly recently.For the future development of the Qing Dynasty, he wanted to understand the world more urgently than before.

The system started with the same amount of gestures, "For example, the land is very fertile, and the crops must be very good. There are many beautiful gems, and they can make a lot of money in Beijing. There is oil and rich minerals. People are stupid... "

"..." Yinfeng.The last one is unnecessary.

One person was talking about the excitement, but Huaiqing suddenly trot in and said excitedly: "Your Highness, the Emperor is here."

The system said proudly: "Look, Your Highness, my hidden skills are working."

Yinrong raised the corners of his lips.If his guess is right, he, Khan Ama, is here to ask the details this time.

The fact is indeed not worse than what he thought.

It's just that Kangxi didn't get to the point as soon as he entered the door. After telling Yinreng to get up, he looked his face up and down several times, and there was regret in his voice: "How about the injury on your shoulder?" He was in a hurry that day. I kicked my son, and after thinking about it, I feel very uncomfortable.

This child has never been willing to move a finger since he was a child, but after listening to a few words, he moved his feet without moving his hands.

Yinfeng stroked his shoulders and comforted him: "It's not an injury, my son is fine. Khan Ama didn't use much strength that day, and my son is not so weak."

"En." Kangxi looked away, lowered his head and pondered for a while, and then said, "What you said that day, I went back and thought about it, and I think I should listen to you to say a few more words."

The system winked desperately at Yinrong where he couldn't see it, "I didn't lie to you, did I?"

In front of Khan Ama, Yinreng didn't dare to roll his eyes casually, but just cleared his throat slightly to suppress its strange appearance, and then smiled at Kangxi: "It's good that Khan Ama believes in his son."

"Tell me again, what else did you dream about."

Yinfeng's expression was serious in an instant, without thinking too much, he picked up the important things that the system told him and repeated them again.He even made it clear about the calendar time, and he even made it clear who did what at what time, which would affect the country's fortunes after the Qing Dynasty.

Kangxi frowned when he heard this, "According to you, the impact of not opening the sea ban is so great?" As his son said, he also dreamed about it last night. With the comparison between the two sides, he was even more convinced that the ancestors had spirits in the sky. In this way, they reminded their grandfather in disguise.

"Son can't guarantee it." Yinfeng hesitated.Although he was sure in his heart that he saw what he wanted him to see, but he was not sure how he felt at this moment.

He took a look at Kangxi's face, and said, "Khan Ama, my son has an idea that is not in line with the rules. If you hear it and think it's wrong, just pretend that your son didn't say it."

"Tell me." Kangxi said angrily.

"My son thinks that instead of watching the people go to sea privately at the risk of being punished, it is better for the court to take the lead. Presumably, after the incident with the British, Khan Ama also discovered that we can only make money without losing money in trade with foreigners. .If the imperial court takes the lead and the merchants are willing to follow, it can be regarded as Yang Daqing's national prestige, and secondly, real money is a real benefit, and it is also beneficial to the government."

Kangxi did not reply immediately, he still hesitated about the consequences of lifting the sea ban.

Seeing that he was still silent for a long time, Yinfeng continued, "My son just thinks that there is only one who can be a thief for a thousand days, and how can there be someone who can guard against a thief for a thousand days."

Kangxi squinted his eyes, "This matter needs to be discussed in the long run. If it is really done, it needs to be carefully prepared."

"Are you agreeing?" Yinrong's voice was full of surprise.The system's trick is really easy to use, and now he Khan Amark can be regarded as seeing is believing.

Kangxi didn't answer him immediately, but shut up and stopped talking.

Yinfeng knew that this was a critical joint, so he didn't dare to disturb him at will.His eyes pointed to Huaiqing who was standing at the side, and told him to prepare fruit tea again.

About a quarter of an hour passed.Kangxi raised his head and glanced at him again, "I just thought about it carefully, and I don't want to cancel all of them. Just as you said, the imperial court will take the lead, and if there are merchants who are willing to follow, the Ministry of Households will take a three-point profit from all of them."

Yinfeng's eyes lit up, "Yes." That's great, no matter how much profit the merchant pays, he, Khan Ama, finally agreed!