Cixi was angry with her son, Ci'an was having an affair with Third Master Qing, the New Army in the city was clearing out the thugs, and the soldiers of the nine admirals of the imperial court and the officials of Shuntian Prefecture had all become a corpse-carrying brigade.
The whole city fell into a sleepless night, and the same Manchu nobles also gathered together to endure the night.
"Two princes, now the royal family is dominated by you. If Xiao Letian threatens the court like this, there is nothing we can do. Two brothers, I am too young to take over the Qing Dynasty, so I have to rely on you. You two?"
"But now look at what happened. Mailer's army was defeated, the general was killed, Li Hongzhang's Huai army also fled, and the last 10,000 elites in the capital were lost... Look at the big banner with the Chinese characters on the Guangqu Gate. In Piao Yang, does this country still belong to our Qing Dynasty?"
"I've said it a long time ago, you can't fight like this with these Western demons. You can't beat them with swords and spears, so you want to learn foreign guns. They are the ancestors who played with foreign guns. Have we ever been able to play with them? Isn't this the case? Does one's own shortcomings attack others' strengths..."
With a bang, Prince Gong Yi? slammed the table and shouted angrily, "Yi Kuang, you really can't stand and talk without hurting your back. You find faults all the time. Why don't I see you when you really come up with ideas?"
"You are also the majestic Prince Heshuo, and you will also wear an iron hat in the future. Then come and give us your ideas, what do you think we should do." Yi?'s hands trembled with anger.
Prince Qing, Yi Kuang, was also the great-grandson of Emperor Qianlong. He was a famous red prince in Sijiu City. He was of the same generation as Yixuan and Yi? He was the most rogue in the capital because of his age, only 25 years old. The bastard prince.
Historically, Yi Kuang also had a bad reputation. He was the best at selling officials and conferring titles, and he was easy to flatter Ci Xi. He was considered one of the most money-greedy princes in the late Qing Dynasty.
"Let me come up with ideas. Who is afraid of who? Xiao Letian can play with heavenly fire, which means that he is the reincarnation of the Western Fire Demon. We have to ask the Taoist priests from Sanqing Palace to borrow the water from the East China Sea to destroy him. It is obviously a demonic method. You still want to use Western guns to fight against us, isn’t that stupid?”
At this time, King Yizong of Duoluo County also came to his senses: "No, brother, you are wrong. Since Xiao Letian can gain a foothold in Ryukyu in the East China Sea and is also known as the Prime Minister of Xiao Letian in the East China Sea, it means that water occupies his five elements. He is fire." It’s not a heavenly fire at all, it’s a dragon fire from the East China Sea Dragon Palace, how can you extinguish it with the East China Sea?”
When Yi Kuang heard this, "Yes, my brother reminded me. Then I'll ask the eminent monks from Wutai Mountain to come forward and bring water from Guanyin Bodhisattva's mutton-fat jade pure bottle to extinguish it. I'll do it this time."
Prince Duoluo didn't know what happened today, so he insisted on making a point: "No, no, Guanyin Bodhisattva's dojo is in Putuo Mountain, Wutai Mountain is Manjushri Bodhisattva's dojo, you borrowed the wrong place..."
"Oh, my brother is having sex with me today, why do you always argue with me?"
"What does it mean to argue? If you ask me, you have to ask people with extraordinary powers to fight against Xiao Letian. In Yanqing Zhuangzi, there are people who set up altars to burn incense. Those senior brothers and junior junior sisters are so powerful. They have a blunderbuss on their belly. Even if you fire, you can't penetrate...Brother, I'm not just fooling around. I saw it with my own eyes. If it were fake, I would immediately pluck out my eyeballs and use them as cannons..."
"Bullshit, even if you are a wanderer, you believe it. It's all a cover-up. You have to ask the eminent monks to go..."
"You're the one who farted. What I saw with my own eyes can't be true. If you do it again, brother, be careful and I'll slap you..."
"Oh, whoever is afraid of the other... I'll kill you." Yikuang was at the age where a young gangster could be generous. He couldn't hold himself back when someone challenged him and rushed forward. The two started playing Mongolian wrestling.
At this time, a war broke out in Prince Gong's palace. The two princes struggled with each other, rolling on the ground like pigs in mud and water, bumping into a row of tables and chairs, and finally knocking all the study rooms away. The two princes rolled into the garden to fight. .
They were all relatives of the royal family, and the other princes and princes, Baylor, couldn't stand it. They all rushed to start a fight, but they were very biased. They could pull people by their hands and feet to cause harm in secret. Anyway, no one saw it in the dark.
Yi? and Yi Xianku were sitting on the Taishi chair. They no longer had the energy to curse, "This is our royal family, these are the descendants of Aixinjueluo. They are ineffective, they are really ineffective... That's all. What else should I worry about?" Ah, let this Qing love be whatever it is..."
Yi? grabbed the tureen and smashed it to pieces. He yelled, "Let them fight, fight to death, die early and be sent away early, die early and save worry."
With a roar, everyone in the garden fell silent. Those who were fighting stopped fighting, and those who were swearing stopped scolding. They all stood in place awkwardly.
"Our only task now is to invite Xiao Letian out. We will definitely not be able to use force. The soldiers in the capital can no longer be used, and the soldiers in the distance can't save the fire... What's even more terrible is that Xiao Letian has Ci'an's imperial edict. Let’s talk about it, we really can’t use force.”
"If this evildoer doesn't leave, our empire will be over. Only by sending away this god of plague can we train new soldiers to fight against him. From today on, no one can tell me anything about eminent monks or masters of dancing." Such nonsense... The emperor almost had Xiao Letian kidnapped, and you are still saying these useless words."
"Come here, take my post and ask the palace manager Ermao. Now he is the only person who can send us a message... I have seen through it all. I hope you will do anything in vain."
It really means that Cao Cao Cao Cao is here. Prince Gong's post has not left the palace yet, and the outer supervisor has already run in panting, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... The Chief Ear Mao from the palace has come to pay his respects. The Chief Ear Mao has come to pay his respects."
"Please come in quickly, I will meet him in Ledao Hall." Ledao Hall is the daily living place of Prince Gong Yi? Being able to meet Er Mao here has proved how important Er Mao is to them.
A row of lanterns led Er Mao towards Le Daotang. The eunuch who led the way did not dare to stand up in front of Er Mao. Now Er Mao was vaguely the leader of the eunuchs in the palace. With the support of Xiao Letian, his godfather, he could Even the Queen Mother did not dare to offend Er Mao.
The eunuchs in the palace were originally inferior to those in the palace, and their status as Ermao frightened them even more. The eunuchs were a very subtle group, and they were very sensitive to rights. It was their creed in life to flatter the superiors and bully the inferiors. When a person of this kind encounters the current Ermao, he is worse than a dog.
"General Manager Ermao... Lift your feet high, yes, yes, be careful of puddles... Look at the nobility you walk with. It's really precious. No wonder you can be the manager at such a young age. We can't even match it. Please ask the manager for support in the future."
"It's a huge honor for the prince to see you in Le Dao Hall. Normally, the prince's living place is closed to outsiders. Today, he treats the steward as one of his own... Be careful, don't lose face." …”
After complimenting Er Mao all the way, he finally arrived at the door of Le Daotang. Little Er Mao was so domineering that he raised his hand and threw out a handful of Mexican eagles made privately by the Prime Minister. "You monkeys are very sweet, I will reward you with tea."
"Oh, thanks to the manager for the tea, and kowtow to the manager..." The two cents were thrown out, which contained at least forty or fifty yuan. They rolled around on the stone road with a clanking sound, and the group of eunuchs were chasing after them like dogs. .
By this time, the Mexican Eagle had penetrated into the capital's business network, and people were already familiar with this kind of foreign money. It was exquisitely minted, of equal weight, and had a high silver content. Many families kept a few coins in their boxes.
Merchants love customers who use Yingyang to pay the bill. When checking out for tea and restaurants, use a few of these Yingyangs. It means you have more face, so you can get a 10% discount.
After taking the money, you have to have some new ideas. The leading eunuch said cautiously, "General manager, the princes in the study just had a meeting. Prince Qing said that he would ask the eminent monk to use heavenly water to extinguish the prime minister's heavenly fire. You have to ask the prime minister to be careful. .”
Poof, Ermao laughed out loud, and he is still a monk. There is no cure for such an ignorant person, but I like this kind of person who eats everything, and it is worth cultivating.
Er Mao casually took out a stack of papers from his sleeve and stuffed it into him, "Very good. If you have any news in the future, tell me more. It will be of your benefit. These notes can be exchanged for silver coins at Lotte Bank. You can trust the credibility of my manager, Er Mao." "
The eunuch looked at the unfamiliar banknote in his hand, and was a little worried. He felt that he was overly worried. How could he use fake banknotes to deceive people, so he quickly put them away.
"Look at what you said, manager. Even if you give me a piece of toilet paper, I will still have to be buried in my ancestor's grave. Can I not believe you?" As he said this, he stuffed the money note into his sleeve.
At this time, the lights were brightly lit in the Ledao Hall. Prince Gong specially prepared a table of simple wine and food to show his sincerity. There were only two of them in the room.
"Greetings to Your Majesty..." Er Mao smiled and said a thousand words.
"Please get up quickly. You are also a high-level eunuch in charge. Come and sit down." Yi? He was polite as if he had not conflicted with Xiao Letian.
After drinking for three rounds, the two went straight to the topic. Prince Gong asked, "I wonder what Prime Minister Xiao taught me."
Ermao cupped his hands and said, "The Prime Minister has only one sentence: 'Support him and finally give you the system of eight kings to discuss politics.' Godfather said it."
There was a bang? He bumped into the chair and stood up. "How can he Xiao Letian guarantee that the ancestral system of eight kings discussing politics has been abolished since the Shunzhi period. It has been more than 200 years. If he says it will be restored, it will be restored. Does he think he is a god? .”
Er Mao ignored the prince's surprise and gently put down his wine glass. "My prime minister has said that the Eight Kings' Council is actually a very advanced system. In fact, the basic principles are the same as those of the European Parliament of Nobles. Even the UK now has a Parliament of Nobles." of……"
"Controlling a country is not an easy task. It cannot be done without brainstorming. The Noble Council is to gather the power of all elites to discuss national affairs. How can a few people decide the fate of such a large country?"
"Look at this unsuccessful palace coup. It was this excessive centralization of power that triggered the political adventure of the Queen Mother of the West. In order to prevent such a thing from happening in the future, my prime minister said that the Qing Dynasty urgently needs to restore the past eight kings' political affairs. The tradition...as long as the prince nods, my prime minister will personally discuss the details with you."
Prince Gong knew that Er Mao was not joking. He heard the determination in his words, and his legs went limp and Guiziliu slumped on the chair.
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