novelaction Chapter 245 Mr. 8's Purpose and Mission
Chapter 245 Mr. 8's Purpose and Mission
Chapter 245 Mr. Ba's Purpose and Mission
He Zhu's sudden question was like a bolt from the blue, striking Xiao Qianzi's heart. For a moment, Xiao Qianzi felt his head buzzing, his thoughts in a tangled mess, and he had no idea where to begin to answer the question. After all, Prince Lian hadn't revealed a single word, so how could they, as servants, have the guts to inquire about their master's affairs?
Seeing Xiao Qianzi's stunned, speechless expression, He Zhu knew in his heart that no matter how much he pressed the issue, he wouldn't get any answers. However, Prince Lian's arrival at this very moment clearly meant more than a casual visit; he must have something important to discuss. Just in case, it was always better to be cautious. After a moment's deliberation, He Zhu decided to go in and inform Yinreng first.
When He Zhu hurried back to Yinreng's side, he found that Yinreng had quietly put down the memorial he was reviewing at some point. His deep and sharp eyes were now staring straight at him, as if he could see through everything.
He Zhu's heart trembled suddenly, and he secretly cried out, "Oh no!" Could it be that the scene outside the palace had already been seen by the emperor? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but curse his disappointing little apprentice in his heart. He had been learning for so long, but he had no composure at all. But his face was calm and steady.
He Zhu took a deep breath, calmed himself down, then bowed respectfully to Yinreng and said in a low voice: "My lord, Prince Lian is waiting outside the palace now. He said he has something important to discuss with you." After that, he raised his head slightly, glanced at Yinreng's expression, trying to guess what his master was thinking at the moment.
Upon hearing this, Yinreng slowly put down the red brush he was clutching and pondered for a moment. He looked out the window, estimated the time, and decided that it was indeed time to meet his eighth brother.
So, he nodded slightly towards He Zhu and said, "In that case, please invite Prince Lian in quickly."
Yinsi took steady, though slightly hesitant, steps, closely following He Zhu's guidance, and slowly stepped into the solemn inner hall. As he once again found himself in this familiar yet unfamiliar space, an indescribable complex of emotions welled up within him.
He still remembered the last time he'd stayed here, how utterly humiliated he'd been by the Emperor, harshly reprimanded and expelled in front of the entire court. That scene had been like a sharp dagger, piercing his heart mercilessly. Furthermore, after that incident, he'd been subjected to a harsh, indefinite house arrest, as if the entire world had closed its doors to him.
However, fate is always full of dramatic twists and turns. The one sitting on the dragon throne is no longer the majestic emperor of the past, but the second brother Yinreng.
Even more unexpectedly, the new emperor showed no regard for past grudges and not only generously granted him a higher title but also lifted the long-standing house arrest order. This tolerance and generosity truly moved Yinsi to tears of gratitude.
However, real life is not something that can be easily coped with by relying solely on gratitude. Although Yinsi is a prince, the meager court salary alone is obviously not enough to support the livelihood expenses of the entire prince's mansion.
After careful consideration, Yinsi finally made up his mind and mustered up the courage to step into the palace again, hoping to obtain a suitable job from the current emperor to ensure the future stability of the Prince's Mansion.
Yinsi was truly a charismatic figure, highly respected by Qing officials, his emotional intelligence far surpassing that of ordinary people. Upon entering the inner hall, he quickly collected his thoughts and respectfully performed a standard salute toward Yinreng, seated on the dragon throne. He loudly exclaimed, "Your humble servant, Yinsi, greets the Emperor! May our Emperor live long and long, and may His Majesty enjoy great blessings and good fortune!"
Faced with Yinsi's humble and courteous gesture, Yinreng didn't put on the slightest air of an emperor. He simply smiled and gently raised his hand to signal He Zhu beside him to quickly bring a comfortable chair and place it in front of Yinsi. He then ordered someone to serve fragrant tea. After everything was settled, Yinreng waved away the numerous attendants around him, leaving the two brothers sitting opposite each other in the inner hall.
Yinreng sat upright on the dragon throne, his gaze fixed on Yinsi below, and he spoke slowly, "I've been wondering when you'd come to find me. I never expected your patience to be so strong, holding out for over two months. But today, you've finally stepped into this hall. So, may I venture to guess that from now on, Eighth Brother will obey my every word and command."
Yinsi bowed respectfully to Yinreng, then thanked him and took his seat. However, as he met Yinreng's blunt question, a wave of emotion washed over him. Indeed, the victors reign supreme, the losers vanquished; this has been an unchanging truth since ancient times. He had already lost the struggle for power, leaving no room for argument. Logically, whether it meant punishment or punishment, he should have willingly accepted his fate.
But Yinsi knew he wasn't alone. He had a young daughter to raise, and the livelihoods of the entire Prince's Mansion depended on him. And his mother, far away in the palace, yearned for a family reunion day and night, pinning all her hopes on him. This was no time for him to act recklessly or willfully.
Thinking of this, Yinsi took a deep breath, finally lowered his once proud head, and said frankly: "Your Majesty, I know that I have made a big mistake before. It is all thanks to Your Majesty's magnanimity that you have forgiven me this time. I am deeply grateful and have no way to repay you. In the future, I will wholeheartedly pursue your will and act in accordance with your wishes. I will never dare to disobey you in the slightest. But I have rashly entered the palace to see you today because I have other important matters..."
Yinreng raised his hand and waved it slightly, signaling Yinsi to stop what he was about to say: "No need to say more, even if you had not come to see me, I would have issued an order in some time.
I am fully aware of your talents and abilities. The Qing Dynasty is now prosperous, its military is strong, and its troops are powerful. The many small nations that were once dependent on the Qing have become more law-abiding in recent days.
However, how could I be satisfied with their temporary obedience at this moment? What I hope for is that one day in the future, all of their territories will be incorporated into the territory of the Qing Dynasty!
As for the Lifanyuan, you are already familiar with its operational procedures and various affairs. Therefore, I still earnestly hope that you can continue to display your talents there and shine.
This time, I have higher expectations for you. First, you must demonstrate the majesty of the Qing Dynasty as a great nation. Second, if possible, it would be best to begin cultural infiltration efforts in advance. This way, the world will not only know about the once-glorious Tang Dynasty, but also gain a deeper understanding of and awe of the Qing Dynasty.
Yinsi had never imagined that the Emperor harbored such a grand and far-reaching ambition. As he stood quietly in the court, listening to the Emperor passionately expound on his exciting plan, a surge of blood instantly surged in his heart, causing his entire body to tremble with excitement.
Until this moment, Yinsi had harbored doubts. He secretly wondered if he would be ignored and neglected by the Emperor, perhaps even relegated to an unimportant position. However, the reality completely defied his expectations. Far from treating him as he had feared, the Emperor placed high hopes on him and solemnly entrusted him with a crucial task.
This unexpected trust and recognition was like a dazzling ray of light, dispelling the haze deep within Yinsi's heart. Instantly, he felt a surge of pride and pride in his heart, as if a blazing fire were constantly rising. Cultural infiltration, demonstrating national prestige—these seemingly daunting challenges—now seemed no longer insurmountable mountains in Yinsi's eyes.
"Since the Emperor values me so highly, how can I possibly let him down?" Yinsi clenched his fists tightly and vowed in his heart, "This time, no matter what, I will do my utmost to complete my mission and never let the Emperor down!"