"The masses? What is a crowd? I am detached from the masses? ”

Kangxi stared at Du Lan intently, quite interested in the word that Du Lan blurted out.

When Du Lan listened to Kangxi's question, he was really startled, and his heartbeat was accelerating.

"The masses, the masses, well, the majority of the people!"

After a brief pause, Dulan quickly gave an answer. At this time, the chain must not be dropped, otherwise, if Kangxi sees something clues, he is afraid that the fake Borzigit clan will have to be a goof.

"Crowd, it's kind of interesting."

Kangxi looked at Du Lan with scrutiny in his eyes.

Du Lan beat the small drum in his heart, but he still had to make an ignorant look on his face, and said, "Huang Ama, don't you blame your daughter-in-law for saying the wrong thing, right?" ”

"Let me tell you, when I first heard that Westerner say this, I also thought it was very interesting."

In order not to set himself on fire, Dulan could only throw the pot.

The goal of dumping the pot must be the kind of person who does not find this person.

"Huang Ama, you stay in the palace all the year round, even if you go out on patrol, it is also powerful, what you see and hear may not be the truth!"

Du Lan didn't care what Kangxi thought in her heart, she had to quickly divert Kangxi's attention.

As for whether her words will cause anyone to suffer, she can't care about it.

Anyway, the officials of the Qing Dynasty are ten officials and nine greedy, and one is hugely greedy. Of course, there are also people who are not greedy, but there are too few such officials, and there are very few of them.

Kangxi was silent and thoughtful.

Liang Jiugong stood aside, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he didn't dare to wipe it.

Dulan's words may be exaggerated, but in a sense, they are actually very close to reality.

Liang Jiugong never thought that someone would dare to say these words in front of Kangxi, this is offending people, and it is not one or two people who are offended, but everyone.

"Liang Jiugong!"

Kangxi suddenly spoke, and his eyes also looked at Liang Jiugong who was standing next to him.

"Slaves are dead!"

Hearing Kangxi's shouting, Liang Jiugong only said that Kangxi wanted to hold him accountable, and he was so frightened that he knelt directly on the ground.

Seeing this scene, and seeing the beads of sweat on Liang Jiugong's forehead, Kangxi didn't need to ask any more questions.

"How dare they?"

"How dare you?!"

Kangxi's expression was very shocked.

He always thought that every time he went on patrol, he saw the real experience of the people, and felt that he was a Ming monarch comparable to the ancient sages and emperors.

But it wasn't until this moment that Du Lan's words made him realize that he had actually been living in lies and deception.

"Huang Ama, that, what I said may be a bit exaggerated, I, that's what I said......"

Seeing Kangxi's expression, Du Lan hurriedly opened his mouth to add.

Especially when he saw Liang Jiugong kneeling on the ground, the beads of sweat on his forehead fell to the ground, wetting the floor.

Dulan was a little unbearable, after all, Liang Jiugong was still very good.

She was full of nonsense in order to shake off the pot, if Liang Jiugong was implicated because of this, Du Lan would really feel guilty.

"Needless to say, I understand!"

Kangxi glanced at Du Lan with disgust, and then looked at Liang Jiugong, who was kneeling on the ground, "Get up, it's not your fault, it's my own arrogance!" ”

"The slave is guilty, the master is worried about the humiliation, and the slave is ......"

"Alright, I'll get you up!" Kangxi snorted vigorously and interrupted Liang Jiugong's words, "I'm not old and confused, it's my fault, I won't push it on others." ”