Chapter 17: Yinreng: A son who doesn’t betray his father is not a good son!

Chapter 17

"Khan Ama, isn't this a bad idea?"

Kangxi asked back: "What's wrong with it?"

"Among so many officials in the imperial court, only my uncle was granted special permission."

Kangxi laughed and said, "The glass was originally made by Suo Etu. The whole court knows it. Therefore, I gave him special permission, and no one can say anything."

"That's true. But I... um..."

Yinreng played with his fingers, his eyes rolling around.

No one knows a son better than his father. As soon as Kangxi saw him, he knew that he had some little tricks up his sleeve.

"What do you want to say?"

"I think that the Ministry of Industry can't sell its products. How can the court act like a merchant? Most of the glass produced these days is asked for by officials, who then give them a sum of money as 'hard work fee'.

"But this model is fine for the short term, but it can't last forever. Since Khan Ama gave the special permission to my uncle, it can be given to this one person and a group of people. Why not give it to a few more people?"

Kangxi shook his head: "No! The production of glass must be kept secret. Your uncle is different."

Yinreng understood. Is it called revealing a secret to someone who already knows it? But revealing it to someone who doesn't know the secret is different.

"I didn't say I would give you the recipe or the technology. We can just give you the glass. Aren't there imperial merchants? The court provides the goods, and they sell them. The court takes 70% of the money, and they take 30%. If Khan Ama is worried that they will falsify the accounts and embezzle the money, we can use another plan. Set a standard price. The imperial merchants pay the money and take the goods. It's up to them how to sell and how much to sell."

Kangxi looked down at him and said nothing for a moment.

Yinreng touched his nose awkwardly and coughed twice. "Khan Ama, um... didn't the Ministry of Internal Affairs send over a batch of new materials in the past two days? I heard people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs gossiping and said that those imperial merchants made a lot of money by paying tribute to the palace. I was thinking, how can we let them make only our money? We have to find a way to take the money out of their pockets!"

Kangxi: ...

After a while, he sighed: "Baocheng, you are the prince! You should have a bigger vision. Don't worry about some small details."

Yinreng: ???

"While the method you proposed is indeed feasible, it also has some flaws. I will have someone come up with a complete set of rules later."

Yinreng: ??? What the hell! You adopted my proposal and you still call me narrow-minded?

Fuck! He is too young and has to find excuses for everything. It is so miserable! When will he grow up?

After leaving the shop, Kangxi took Yinreng to the restaurant. This restaurant was a quadrangle-style restaurant, and there was someone singing in the courtyard. A little girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old and an old man playing the erhu for her. They looked like a grandfather and grandson.

Yinreng was lying on the second-floor window, watching with great interest. The girl's voice sounded like a Jiangnan person, with a soft Wu dialect, like a yellow oriole singing in a valley, as if tickling people's hearts.

But why do we say it is interesting to watch rather than interesting to listen to?

The singing girl in the restaurant! There are so many heroines or supporting roles in novels and TV shows . The girl has a soft and beautiful face and is very pitiful. Before she finishes singing a song, there will be a playboy trying to tease her, and then a hero will come to save her. Or the rich and powerful will take her home by force, and then a hero will come to save her again.

So Yinreng waited with great interest. He sang one song after another. The guests in the restaurant were doing their own things and there was no movement. Instead, Kangxi noticed that something was wrong with him. He kept staring at the girl, his face as black as ink. He grabbed him, closed the window with a snap, and turned around to instruct Liang Jiugong.

"Give them a silver ingot as a reward, tell them that they don't need to sing today, and let them go immediately!"

Yinreng: ???

Just when he was confused, Kangxi said again: "Baocheng, you are still young."

The words are earnest and sincere.

Yinreng: ???

It took me a while to come back to my senses. Shit! Did I think he was lecherous?

Oh my god! He is only six years old! It is true that the lecherous are lecherous! It is so unjust! It is more unjust than Dou E! But can he refute it? No! Speaking at this time will only make things worse. So Yinreng made a smart choice - play dumb!

He looked at Kangxi in confusion: "Khan Ama, I know I am still young, only six years old. But what does this have to do with my listening to the song? The girl's voice is okay, but her singing skills are not very good."

Yinreng blinked his eyes, smiling: "I found that she made several mistakes in singing! Humph! With this ability, she still sings for money! It's too bad! Khan Ama, you actually gave her a silver ingot!"

Kangxi: ...

"Khan Ama, why don't you let me listen to the music? Do you say I'm still young? Can't children listen to music? But I used to listen to a lot of music with Wuku Mama! Wuku Mama didn't say I couldn't listen. She even explained the opera to me when I didn't understand it!"

Kangxi froze when he met Yinreng's suspicious eyes. He began to reflect on why he saw his son looking at girls too seriously and was afraid that he would indulge in women? His son was only six years old!

The system was stunned. What the later generations said, "As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed." It's so weak, okay! Look at the host, with a few words, he turned his embarrassment into the embarrassment of others. This is a real god! But at the same time, he is also really a coward! Even his own father is a traitor!

Yinreng was unhappy: "What are you talking about! I have no feelings for the girl in the first place, it's Khan Ama who has the wrong idea! Don't you look at my age? What do I, a six-year-old child, know? If you have any questions, just ask! I'm just telling the truth. How can it be considered cheating? Besides, how can there be a son who has never cheated his father since he was a child! A son who doesn't cheat his father is not a good son!"

System: A son who doesn't betray his father is not a good son? What kind of "truth" is this!

[Host, what was your zodiac sign in your previous life?]

"I'm a tiger!"

[Ah! You were born in the Year of the Tiger in both of your previous lives! Oh, I thought you were born in the Year of the Dog!]

Yinreng: ...Don't think I don't know you're scolding me! Oh, I've made progress! There's actually a second format for scolding people. It's no longer just you who is so-and-so, your whole family is so-and-so.

As the two were arguing in each other's minds, Kangxi came back to his senses: "Ahem, Khan Ama didn't say that children can't listen to music. It's just... um... like you said, she sings too badly, so as not to pollute our ears. Come and eat! Didn't you say last time that the roast chicken here is famous and you specially brought one back to the palace?"

Yinreng immediately sat down with a smile, waited for the waiter to taste the dishes, and watched Kangxi pick up his chopsticks before he ate heartily. Just as he was eating happily, a gust of wind blew in. The windows facing the patio were closed, but the windows facing the street were not closed tightly. Yinreng shrank his neck and shuddered.

"Why don't you wear more clothes? You know it's cold now!" Kangxi scolded while taking off his cloak and wrapping it around Yinreng. Seeing Yinreng trying to refuse, Kangxi glared at him and said, "Wear it yourself. My body is stronger than yours."

He glanced at the sky outside the window and said, "Winter will come in two days. Didn't you ask last time if glass could be used to make windows? Glass windows are more reliable and windproof, and they are bright and let in light. I asked the people from the Ministry of Works to try it out, and it really works. Let's ship a batch of glass into the palace tomorrow, and have the people from the Construction Department install all the glass for you in Yuqing Palace."

Yinreng shook his head: "First, prepare Khan Ama. And Wuku Mama. Wuku Mama is old and more afraid of the cold."

Kangxi smiled and said, "It's rare that you still remember Mother Wuku. It's worth it that Mother Wuku loved you so much."

"I know in my heart who treats me well. Of course I remember Mama Wuku and Ama Khan."

Thinking of how he bought the roast chicken and used his body to warm it all the way for him, Kangxi nodded with relief: "Okay! All ready! Now is not the coldest time yet, hurry up, there is still time."

Yinreng thought for a moment and came close to Kangxi: "Khan Ama, can I not install the windows first? I want them to move the glass so that I can build a glass house behind Yuqing Palace."

Kangxi: ...What? What was it? Glass house?

"Just now, didn't you hear those stall owners complaining on the street that they couldn't even eat vegetables in winter? I asked them and they said that vegetables can't grow because the weather is too cold. If we can ensure the warmth, maybe it will work? We can build a glass house to block the wind and it won't be so cold."

Kangxi was helpless, wondering why this kid had so many ideas, and sighed: "It's not warm without wind."

"Yes!" Yinreng frowned and thought, then he thought of something and became happy, "I know! Aren't there many ways to grow flowers and plants in the palace in the Forestry Bureau in winter? I'll ask Xiao Zhuzi to call two people over to ask. There is always a way. Khan Ama, can you promise to help me build the glass house first? When I grow the vegetables, I'll pick them for you to eat!"

What the hell is going on! We haven't even started yet, but we're already expecting vegetables to grow!

Kangxi sighed: "There is an ice cellar in the palace. A batch of vegetables will be stored in advance, so you won't be short of them."

Yinreng pouted, "But there are only one or two, too monotonous and not fresh. I want to try! Khan Ama, just promise me. You promised me before that you could make a request. I'm going to make this request now. You are the emperor, you can't go back on your word."

Kangxi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, okay! I promise you! I'll install windows and build you a glass house!"

It's not a big deal, isn't it just a little glass? I didn't expect him to grow anything in the first place, but if I can make him happy and stop pestering me, so that I can have some peace and quiet, then this little glass is worth it!

Yinreng immediately cheered and hugged Kangxi: "Khan Ama is the best! You are the best Ama in the world!"

Kangxi was stunned for a second, then feeling the soft body in his arms and his joy, the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

The author has something to say:

①Linheng Office: The department that managed trees, flowers and plants in the Ming Dynasty . I didn't find out whether there was such a department in the Qing Dynasty, and what it was called. I used the Ming Dynasty name for my private setting. If you know what the Qing Dynasty department that managed flowers and plants was called, please leave a message to tell me and I will change it.

Also: Please don't worry about whether there is a large piece of land behind Yuqing Palace that can be used for greenhouses. There is one here!

The main reason is that this greenhouse is very useful. The protagonist can't stay outside the palace every day. So he can only do it in the palace.

In addition: I would like to emphasize again that this article is based on the fictional Qing Dynasty. Please do not match the characters with history. Please do not match the map of the imperial palace with the characters. The Yuqing Palace must be wide and must exist. ←It is necessary for the plot.

Also, I want to ask:

Are there any cuties who know when Soetu became a first-class duke?

I only found the hereditary first-class duke, but not the specific year.