"Does the Grand Marshal think I'm crazy? I'm talking wildly here? No... I'm just saying what you dare to think but dare not say...that's all."

The sad, angry and mature tone and Zaichun's tender face was combined with Xiao Letian's face. If Xiao Letian saw it, he would definitely laugh. However, in the eyes of ancient people, premature wisdom is a good omen.

Confucianism has praised early wisdom since ancient times. The story of not seeing a child prodigy has been passed down for thousands of years, but there is only one story about Zhongyong. In the Chinese cultural system, precocious maturity is not a mistake but a good omen worthy of vigorous publicity.

Xiao Letian thought it was funny to say these adult words at the age of 12, but don’t forget that Zai Chun was 16 years old, because Kangxi, who was 16 years old, took power at the age of 16, had a car in front and a trait in the back, which was also a rule.

So Zai Chun, who was young, had already been burdened with the depression and heaviness that he should not have at his age. In later years, children in the fifth and sixth grades of elementary school have begun to instill dark political science in this era.

Since ancient times, kings are perverted, which is related to their childhood education. They should have been at the age of having fun, but they have to listen to politics every day. Where did the rebellion occur, where did the city massacre appear, how many people died in the plague today, and how many people died in the war tomorrow...

Not to mention children, even if adults are always exposed to these things, they will not be much better. Therefore, all the emperors who have become climate since ancient times have extremely tough nerves.

Zaichun now looks a bit wise in the eyes of the Zeng Guofan brothers, because the little emperor has clearly put all the problems existing in the Hunan Army on the surface.

"I know you have worries. The Changmao Rebellion, which has been in chaos for more than ten years, was almost pacified by the Hunan Army alone. So far, 500,000 elite tigers in the Hunan Army have been lying in the south of the Yangtze River, and some people in the court have long been restless..."

"The Grand Marshal should know that the will to be the governor of Zhili will be here this year. You don't have to look at me. I know that you have your own spies in the capital, and this kind of thing cannot be hidden from you..."

"Zuo Zongtang led his troops to the west, General Zeng went north to serve, and then the warm wind in the south of the Yangtze River softened the bones of the Hunan Army. In the end, the court would support a person who divided the divisions within the Hunan Army system. Who is this person? Zuo Jigao or Li Shaoquan. I think it is only one of them who chooses one..."

"What happened to the Hunan Army in the end? The brave soldiers either died in the frontier or changed into the middle force of another army, and the rest gradually grew old in the countryside. Jiangnan is a good place to support the elderly."

"What I said today is the truth. Please don't hide your personal relationship with me. The fate of the Hunan Army has been arranged long ago. There is no good fruit to eat. Starting from Yu Xiang and returning to Yu Xiang in the end... I am not trying to anger you, I just want to tell you a truth. Your fate is not going to be good. I love Xin Jueluo Zaichun, and my future will not be much better..."

Zeng Guofan and Zeng Guoquan were already scared and sweating. They didn't expect Zaichun to show off like this. If the other party was not the emperor, they would probably have to ask someone to kill him.

Zeng Guoquan snapped his fingers outside the window. Every time he sent a signal, the eagle would lead someone to expand the warning circle a little. Finally, with the study as the center, there was not even a mouse within a radius of fifty meters.

Zaichun said sadly, "My fate is not as good as the two great generals. You at least have the Hunan Army to protect and the Han people all over the world to protect it. It is always okay to have a good ending in the end. Even if the court is just like this, it will protect your descendants from wealth."

"But what about me, I have already seen it. My fate is to die suddenly in Beijing."

The two old men were so scared that they all knelt down, "Your Majesty, don't speak so irresponsiblely, please take back this sentence..."

"Speak nonsense, bah... I have been in the state for two hundred years, are there still fewer bloody storms in the Forbidden City?" Zai Chun was like an angry little tiger at this moment.

"From the beginning of the Emperor Shizu, which generation of emperors did not ascend the throne through the mountains of corpses and blood. Dorgon, a powerful minister of the Shunzhi Dynasty, Oboi and the Three Feudalists of the Kangxi Dynasty, and Yongzheng, who came out of the Nine Dragons' throne-strike, and even Emperor Qianlong deposed a brother."

"It's still Emperor Gao's wise. He made a sacrificial abdication, which made Jiaqing's ascend the throne smoothly. The next few generations have also calmed down a lot, but there has been a rebellion between Western Yi and Changmao, which has caused great wind and rain..."

"Today, the authority of the court has fallen to the bottom, and its power is scattered among various factions. The so-called emperor's Nine Five Emperors is just a decoration. I, Zaichun, either sit on a chair and act like a pig who is waiting to die, or cheer up and fight them, and finally die suddenly and let them kill me..."

When he said this, Zai Chun stood up and bowed to the two great commanders, "Please help the two great commanders save me, just treat me as your son and nephew, and give me a hand."

Zeng Guofan's legs were drained from his legs. He wanted to support the emperor, but he didn't expect that he could not use any strength. He sat back on the chair and said, "Lao Jiu... hurry up, help Your Majesty get up... Why is this? Why is this?"

Zaichun also sacrificed his life and ability, "The most difficult thing in the world is power. Seizing people's wealth is like killing parents, let alone holding the power of life and death of billions of people. How could they let go? To put it bluntly, the court does not need a strong, responsible and capable emperor now. The more outstanding Zaichun performs, the closer I am to death."

"Do you still use a knife to kill someone in the palace?" Zaichun said, biting his back teeth.

Jiushuai was obviously much more courageous than Zeng Guofan. He helped Zaichun up with his arms. At the moment he wiped his body, Jiushuai actually said quietly in the ear of the little emperor, "Your Majesty, aren't you afraid, are we two brothers rebelling?"

Zaichun's eyes lit up, thinking that what the master said was indeed correct. If you want the old fox to take the bait, you have to apply a strong medicine. You can't bear to let your wife get caught in a pervert...

In the secret base of the CIA two blocks, Xiao Letian was already a little drunk. Only two people served him by his side. The night wind in Jiangnan in February was still quite cool. Xiao Letian took a deep breath of fresh air without smog, and the only little sleepiness disappeared.

"Zai Chun probably started to showdown. I didn't expect him to make such a decision. In fact, he shouldn't be so impatient. Showdown after returning from Europe a year later should be better..."

Ermao poured Xiao Letian a glass of wine. "The godfather's idea is of course good, but Your Majesty is really scared. From the moment the court robbed the bond printing formula with ugly appearance, Your Majesty knew that the conservatives in the Qing Dynasty had begun to prepare for the war."

"What's more, godfather, you have always instilled with him the truth that kings die arbitrarily. All short-lived ghost emperors in history have become synonymous with conspiracy in your mouth. Do you think he can't be afraid?"
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