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813 Knife Sharpening

"If you don't try it, how do you know that you are not good? You only see the strength of the enemy. Why don't you count the resources in your hands?" Ermao poured Zaichun a bowl of warm tea, turned around and said to the window, "Go and get a pot of millet porridge for Your Majesty, and then make some light pickles..."

Taking advantage of the porridge, Ermao began to instruct the young emperor, "Your Majesty is no longer the child locked in the deep palace. Although you are only twelve years old, there are not many people in the Qing Dynasty who can surpass you..."

"Three Hundred Guards are three Hundred Grassroots Officers. They are now training hard in the new military camp. I dare not say that they are all generals' materials, but being a company platoon leader is still qualified. As long as His Majesty is ready, these three Hundred people can easily turn into ten thousand elites, or 30,000 troops..."

"Money is not a problem. Fusang Bank has your shares. In the future, the annual dividends of the bank alone will be enough for His Majesty to support a army of 10,000. What's more, you can't always use your own private money to support your soldiers. Sooner or later, the Ministry of Revenue of the court will belong to you, and it is not impossible for 100,000 elite troops in the future..."

"Where are the enemy, we will fight. What are you afraid of from beginning to end? I have heard for a long time that you are afraid of the enemy's secret methods. In just a while, you have talked about three or four methods of assassination..."

"What's wrong with you? Have you forgotten that there is not only night in this world, but also daytime? You have to stay in a dark place, and the street gangsters have to find their own territory to fight. Why do you have to tie them up to fight?"

"So what about Beijing? As long as you have ambition, the whole world is the capital."

This sentence is so powerful that Zai Chun's blood was burning. He stood up and circled around the room. "Yes, why do I always want to fight at their home court? The right time, place, people and people are in their hands. What am I not a loss?"

"As long as I jump out of the cage, whoever can do anything to me, and who dares to question my inheritance right."

Ermao smiled and said, "Yes, my Majesty, you are a dragon walking in the wilderness in Ryukyu. Although you did not take power, you ordered the mobilization of 300 Eight Banners children in the capital. Who dares to stop them in the end?"

"You can think about it. If it was in the Forbidden City, would anyone still listen to your order? Let alone the Three Hundred Guards, I remember that last time you wanted to open a house in the Yangxin Hall and change it to a small kitchen to eat a few hot meals every day... "

"Those people can completely control you with the so-called ancestral family law. Is it really the ancestral family law that controls you? You recruited 300 guards to Ryukyu, and there was no precedent in the ancestral family law, so why did it pass?"

"To put it bluntly, the capital is still the territory of others. The ancestors' family rules are just a cover. They are crowded with power to form a group of people to fight you. You can't say that they can't say that they can't beat them. On the surface, they kowtow to you, but in fact, you are a grandson in their eyes..."

Ermao's words poked the little emperor's lung tube like a knife. Zai Chun, who was furious, shouted angrily, "Yes, I'll give me warm fire meal every day. There are many ways to make it, but none of them tastes good. It's better to have three dishes and one soup in Ryukyu, but everything is fresh..."

"I let me eat eunuch's saliva all day long, and I want to eat a bite of hot noodles, but it's all boiled..." Zaichun certainly didn't know that a bowl of noodles was brought to him from the imperial kitchen, and he was soaked along the way.

Although eating a bite of food is a trivial matter, it also shows the emperor's authority in the Forbidden City, no one can talk about the family rules of the ancestors. Who dares to give warm-water meals to the three emperors of Kang, Yong and Gan? Even if the imperial kitchen is changed to a place, it is just a matter of one sentence.

Even the three masters of Jiaqing, Daoguang and Xianfeng, no one dares to refute the decree in the Forbidden City. After all, it is to bully the young emperor.

At this point, Zai Chun suddenly realized that even when he was in the Forbidden City, even if he issued an order to the imperial kitchen, he left the enemy's home court and ordered 300 guards in Ryukyu, but passed it very smoothly. This strong contrast deeply shocked him.

"Ermao, it seems that I really think badly. It turns out that I can not only win, but also win very well, because I am the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, and what I carry on my back is the name of the great righteousness."

"Hahaha, it's just that I was suppressed by their home court before, so I couldn't show it... It turns out that people moved alive and trees to die, and one step was to make the sky wide."

The golden rice porridge was made of rice oil, and the meat buns that were as big as fists Zaichun sipped in two bites, accompanied by the pickles of chili oil, and creaked in his mouth. Ermao saw that he was sweet and he also took a bowl and took a big sip.

"It's so good, this is what it means to eat. It's not the pig food made by the bad-hearted chef in the palace. It's not the one I like." As he said that, he also snatched a meat bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

The guards outside, including Sixi, Ma Ming and other guards shook their heads and sighed, "It's really not okay if they don't accept it. Ermao is not on the same level as us. Why don't our brothers find a few books to read?"

"Yes, I'll read the Westward Journey to the West again today. I'll understand that if I don't have any ink to serve my master in the future, it's really not possible. The world has changed, and I can't just flatter you to live."

Ermao untied Zaichun's heart knot and turned around to make the excuse that his scar was a little itchy. He wanted to go to a hot spring so he left the little emperor. He turned around and went to find Xiao Letian.

In the study of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xiao Letian raised his head from the thick pile of documents and looked at Ermao, "I told him all, didn't expose me."

"You said this to keep it secret, so I can only be greedy for the achievements of heaven. I am also wondering why you didn't say these words to Your Majesty directly."

Xiao Letian rubbed his forehead, "You don't understand. Zaichun doesn't matter how precocious Zaichun is, he is just a 12-year-old child. Some things you say are epiphany, but I said they are crutches."

"In my grand strategy, I need a smart and courageous Emperor Tongzhi, a Tongzhi who can truly understand the truth... This knife must be sharp. In the future, it will depend on him to cut the rotten flesh from the man in the future. I will not touch the dirty and stinky flesh..."

Ermao stuck out his tongue and walked to Xiao Letian and gently tapped his shoulder. "It turns out that my godfather's plan is here. I thought you really want to be a savior..."

"Bad, I don't have mother cancer, I don't have the heart of a Virgin, I can't care so much... but I can't do anything wrong, I can't knock down a boat of people in one go, there are tens of millions of people, are they all bad people?"

"The smelly meat is actually only a few taels... Come out quickly and the first month of the year, I have to go out for a while. There are so many things that I can't do if I don't come out in person."

"Where are godfather going?" Ermao asked in a low voice.

"Jiangnan, I have to go to Jiangnan for a while. Even if I go there, I have to go and take a look."

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