In the forty-seventh year of Kangxi's reign, the prince was about to be deposed, and the kings seized the throne.
Everyone thought that the twelfth elder brother Yinzhen was gentle and timid and the best at giving in. But what he retreated from was not the road, but the chessboard of the old dynasty.
He did not fight for the throne, did not vote for the eighth master, and was not eager to attach himself to the fourth son. He only quietly found the door to the sea among the old accounts of the deposed prince, the rotten wood of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the scraps of southern goods purchases.
What the palace is competing for is the reserve, and what he is competing for is money, people, ships, ports and the future.
When the dust of the nine sons' succession was settled, the Qing court discovered that the most inconspicuous Twelve Master had already created another world at the end of the storm through sea trade, workshops, military ports and overseas companies.
