Chapter 132 Two Anything

More than half an hour later, Zheng Yu watched the girl smile at him when she went out, then carefully closed the door, watching the slender and energetic figure disappear at the door, and a hint of tenderness appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He knew why this girl showed unusual stubbornness and persistence today. Obviously, the other party was worried that she would repeat the same mistake, and even more worried that she would disappoint the emperor. Who is the emperor and what kind of heir he wanted, the female agent who is still mysterious from the origin is obviously clear. Of course, it is not ruled out that she just received the guidance of the boss of the General Intelligence Bureau and acted according to the order.

But no matter what, Zheng Yu knew that the other party was for his own good, and even risked the risk of angering himself to give advice and argue with him. He felt the hint of anxiety and worry hidden in his words. You must know that being a confidant of the prince is a dream, even for a so-called agent elite, is hard to dream of. He cannot fully understand the other party's motives, but he has already trusted the girl more and less utilitarian.

However, what he couldn't let go of the most was the other party's vague mentality of using any means to achieve his goal. He could confirm that it was not just to persuade him, but indeed a voice from the heart. Zheng Yu was not a moral supremacist, but even a realist, but on some issues, he still retained some psychological cleanliness unique to the angry young people in his previous life, such as not being a lolita controlled by a girl, not playing with the feelings of innocent women, and not betraying innocent people to die for himself. For example, not being able to use the blood of millions of people to just dye his own head.

With so many novels and shady theories in the previous life, and the shady texts of history, Zheng Yu is not a politically naive patient. He knows that for those with power, psychological cleanliness is second to those who are truly deadly. Once they reach that level, the fate of the character will be particularly complicated and life will become particularly entangled.

Zheng Yu thought about it for a long time and felt that he had always maintained this idea. Even if he got promoted, he became a famous tragic figure. He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

It has been three months since he came to this era. He has been observing, thinking, and secretly comparing and evaluating. This country that has never appeared in history is like a monster full of contradictions. Light and darkness, dictatorship and democracy, civilization and barbarity, violence and compromise, just seem awkward, but it is real and closely combined.

With the emperor as the core and nationalism as the bond, an empire called constitutional monarch is actually an autocratic ruler, but the parliament and party and caucus politics are also playing a tenacious role, it was built on this vast land. Unlike Germany and island countries, it has actually achieved rapid economic development, rapid national defense, and stability in people's lives.

Under the rule of the emperor, education began to be popularized. The original traditional culture began to absorb elements of Western civilization. The compulsory education and Nazi-like youth education not only cultivated some fanatical patriots, but also led to the secret circulation of democratic and free thoughts. On the one hand, people from all walks of life were generally grateful to the government and the emperor; on the other hand, many intellectuals had various dissatisfaction with the government, and even some so-called democratic revolutionary parties with strict organization, which should not be underestimated.

Despite his long observation, he still could not understand the emperor's true thoughts, could not judge what the system he would establish in the end, and could not confirm whether this person was the time traveler he had once suspected. He was just sober but helplessly realized that following the emperor and being loyal to the emperor was his best and only choice at present. Even if he was dissatisfied with certain phenomena, confusion, or even anger, he had to suppress it and hide it. At some point, he even needed to distort himself.

In front of this man, he has a role he must play.

He is very realistic and is essentially satisfied with his identity. He knows that whether it is his own survival or the realization of his ideals for the country and society in the future, it is based on his status and power.

And to achieve all this, he must now rely on the emperor.

Although the emperor was full of mist, he was still a wise monarch, and he could even be said to be no less than the greatest wise monarch in history. Zheng Yu vaguely felt that this person seemed to have eyes that had insight into the laws of history, a rational and wise mind, and the soul of a hero hidden under the dazzling shell of a hero. Such a person is undoubtedly the most ideal ruler of China in this era. Zheng Yu's view of the emperor has gradually evolved from the initial cold-eyed sidelines to respect, and from when he began to learn and imitate the other party intentionally or unintentionally.

He closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and wrote two sentences on the paper: Everything that Your Majesty said is correct; all the orders of Your Majesty must be firmly implemented.

Looking at this familiar and unfamiliar text, thinking about the people around me, and those faces in the distant Beijing who have not seen it with their own eyes, but are actually very familiar, thinking about the century-long ups and downs of this country in the history of previous lives, the screams in blood, and thinking about the hardships of the fate of the princes and princes in history, Zheng Yu's expression gradually became solemn, holding his chin, with complex eyes.
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