"My responsibility...my responsibility...this is my responsibility." Late at night, Emperor Tongzhi was flipping sesame cakes back and forth on the bed, muttering these words to himself. Today's oath-taking ceremony for Enyangzhong made He was extremely shocked.
"Why has no one ever said these words to me? What my mother has always taught me is how to balance the situation in the court and how to put the blame on hostile factions. In her words, the emperor is never wrong. Wrong. It’s just the ministers and the people..."
"Is this really the case? The emperor did not fight the British before the First Opium War... Yes, the master was willing to use this term to replace the Sino-British War... Then my father was also defeated by In the hands of the British and French forces, is this all the fault of the ministers?"
"The emperor passed the responsibility to the military minister, and the military minister passed the responsibility to the generals who commanded the troops. Then the generals passed the responsibility to the civilian officials, and the civilian officials passed the responsibility to the generals. Finally, after pushing it back and forth, it fell on the soldiers and ordinary people..."
"The battle was defeated because the soldiers did not sacrifice their lives, and the common people were ignorant and insensitive. Why did no one tell me why the soldiers did not sacrifice their lives, and why the common people were indifferent."
"Why, why, why, why can I always see completely different things from my master and hear completely different truths? Which one should the emperor learn?"
The children of the royal family, especially the emperor, have to endure too many things. Ten-year-old children have to analyze these profound truths that even adults cannot understand, but there is no way. This is their fate.
Since ancient times, kings have been more or less mentally ill or eccentric. The reason is simply that the profession of emperor is too abnormal.
The little emperor tossed and turned in bed unable to sleep, and soon alerted Er Mao and several other little eunuchs who were waiting outside. They walked into the room and whispered, "Your Majesty is not asleep yet. Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want Shuri to leave?" There is an imperial doctor from the city."
"It's okay, no need. The more you care about me, the faster my identity will be exposed. I also want to experience more of the life of ordinary people..."
Er Mao knew that the little emperor had something on his mind, so he waved the other little eunuchs to retreat. Er Mao, who was half slave and half friend, sat next to Emperor Tongzhi.
"Er Mao, tell me, is it the Prime Minister who is right, or is it my mother and the masters in the Forbidden City who are right?" Er Mao spoke out his doubts softly.
After listening to Emperor Tongzhi's voice, Er Mao realized that after the swearing-in of the Shuri Fort today, Emperor Tongzhi had been depressed. Even the banquet in Shuri City was listless.
But Er Mao couldn't answer this question. This question was too deep, but in Er Mao's heart, what his adoptive father said must be absolutely right.
"I can't answer your Majesty's question, but the Prime Minister once said something a long time ago. He said that all the emperors who founded a country were heroic heroes with great courage and responsibility. They may not be very strategic but they are very decisive..."
"Strategy depends on talent and learning, but good judgment depends on the character of the monarch. Since ancient times, whoever makes the decision must be responsible. If he succeeds, he will get the biggest dividend, and if he fails, he will also have to take responsibility. Bear the most responsibility..."
"It's just like the thirteen armors of the country raising troops. For many years of war in the south and north, it was actually the British master who shouldered the responsibility to give orders and make decisions. If it succeeds, it will be a country. If it loses, of course it will be the death of the whole nation."
"But with the passing of the founding British master, the kings who have succeeded in the future have gradually changed. When the family is big and the business is big, they always make big decisions. Everyone is happy when they win. But once they lose, it will be doomed... So the kings who keep the status are said to be doomed. Few of them take responsibility. They mostly use strategies and the emperor's mind to balance the situation of the court. They like to build momentum in advance and use various small means to force the court to make decrees that agree with him..."
Er Mao shrugged, "Finally, the Prime Minister also said that when a dynasty gets old, all the forces in the court have become so entangled that even the emperor no longer dares to act arbitrarily. At this time, he can't even create momentum, and little cleverness can do anything. Play..."
"In the end, we can only use our righteousness to instigate internal fighting among various factions in the imperial court. Only when the ministers fight to the death can the imperial power continue to survive..."
"Your Majesty, what kind of emperor you want to be depends on your own wishes on the one hand, and the situation in the court on the other. This is not a problem that you can solve without sleeping... You'd better go to bed early. .”
Er Mao didn't know if his words could persuade the little emperor, but he had tried his best. People's thoughts cannot be persuaded by others alone. They still have to realize their own enlightenment.
When Er Mao left the room, Emperor Tongzhi on the bed was still murmuring, "Creation, success, decline... Is the Qing Dynasty now considered a success or a decline..."
"Responsibility...responsibility...responsibility..." The little emperor finally fell asleep with full of doubts.
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The sound of distant waves could be heard faintly, and the chirping of seagulls in the sky woke up the sleeping Emperor Tongzhi. When he opened his eyes, a red sun was already blowing in his face outside the window.
Emperor Tongzhi was wearing silk pajamas, opened the window and watched the red sun rising in the east. Listening to the changing of the guard command for the new army outside the Prime Minister's Palace, he couldn't help but read the "Young China Theory" he had just learned yesterday.
"...The wisdom of young people will make the country wise; the richness of young people will make the country rich; the strong young people will make the country strong; the independent young people will make the country independent; the free young people will make the country free; the young people will make progress, and the country will progress; if the young people are better than Europe, the country will be better than Europe; young people will be better than Europe, and the country will be better than Europe; young people will be better than Europe, and the country will be better than Europe. If the country is strong on the earth, then the country will be strong on the earth. When the red sun rises, its path will shine brightly. The river will flow out, and it will flow. Dragons will rise into the abyss, scales and claws will fly. Tigers will roar in the valley. All beasts will be frightened. Eagles and falcons will test their wings. Wind and dust will spread. , the first birth of a strange flower, the emperor is the emperor, the generals are hairy, there are awns, the sky is blue, the ground is yellow, even though there are thousands of years, there are eight wastelands, the future is like the sea, the future is long, it is beautiful, my young China, and the sky are not old , I am a strong Chinese young man, and I have no borders with my country."
The childish voice was full of confidence. During the recitation, the little emperor clearly felt that his heart had been sublimated. Thinking back to the struggle last night and the words of the master that Er Mao recited, he suddenly had an epiphany.
What's wrong with me? I'm just a ten-year-old child. Why am I so depressed? If the Qing Dynasty can't cheer me up, can this court be saved?
Responsibility, this is my responsibility, the Prime Minister is right, from now on I can only point my finger at my own heart, the responsibility of the empire lies on my shoulders, not others.
I will no longer complain about the failure of my fathers, nor will I blame the officials for their corruption and incompetence, nor will I accuse the people of their insensitivity. If you want to change this country, then start with me.
"Change must start from me... responsibility must start from me..."
"Master... this is my responsibility, and I also have my own responsibilities..."
That morning, the four guards and eunuchs who accompanied the young emperor were all stunned. These carefully selected guards and eunuchs from the Forbidden City looked at His Majesty who was uncharacteristically kneeling on the ground and weeping in pain one by one.
The four guards are Ma Ming, Duncheng, Bai Min, and Guan Lu. They are all personally served by their ancestors, and they are all Manchus who are extremely loyal to the emperor and have excellent kung fu.
The four eunuchs are Ermao, Manshun, Da Sixi, and Xiao Sixi. They are all carefully selected and careful people in the Forbidden City. Their wealth and lives are tied to the little emperor.
The little emperor was really crazy. He actually dressed himself. Although his movements were clumsy and he always buttoned the wrong buttons, he refused to let others interfere.
"Go away... From today on, I will take care of my own life. I will put on my own shoes and pass on my clothes, and I will bathe by myself. You will not be allowed to wipe my butt when I am out of court, and I will not need you to accompany me when I bathe..."
"I want to be an independent person, I don't want to be a waste. If I can't even shoulder the responsibilities of my own life, what else can I do? Can I still shoulder this empire? Go away, don't delay. I wash my face and brush my teeth.”
Among the four guards and four eunuchs, except for Er Mao, who looked calm and indifferent, the others went crazy: "Your Majesty, are you going to abandon us? You are the emperor, how can you do such a despicable thing? I'll... let the slave come."
The guards and eunuchs swarmed up from the ground, helping the little emperor fasten his buttons and wiping his face with a towel. Emperor Tongzhi was so angry that he kicked him, but his little strength was no match for the guards trained by his ancestors.
"Let me go, let me go... let me do it by myself."
"Oh, my Majesty, just sit quietly and let me serve you, okay?"
There was such chaos and noise that the soldiers standing guard outside the small courtyard pricked up their ears to listen. At this moment, Xiao Letian walked over with a livid face. The sentry was so frightened that he quickly stood guard.
"That's enough, stop it...what's the fuss about so early in the morning." Xiao Letian shouted and the room suddenly fell silent. The eunuchs and guards did not dare to talk and quickly let go of the little emperor and stood on both sides.
Xiao Letian roughly guessed what happened. He said coldly to Emperor Tongzhi, "I want to be independent and learn to take responsibility. Well, you do look like a man, but let me ask you, how long can you hold on?" .”
While unbuttoning the wrong buttons, the little emperor blushed and said, "Master, don't look down on people. I said I want to be independent and I will stick to it. Not only that, I also want to live in the boarding school in Enyangzhongli for a while. I also want to live an independent life like Liu Anchen and Qiu Wei.
Xiao Leqiang's nose is crooked. It's true that he was born in a blessing and didn't know how to be blessed. They are all kind-hearted people who have no choice but to live independently. Why are you, a ten-year-old child, joining in the fun?
Xiao Letian leaned into his ear and whispered, "You have to think about it. Many of those orphans are from the south. They are all orphans in heaven. If they know your identity, be careful they seek revenge on you."
Emperor Tongzhi's eyes immediately lit up, "Ah, really..." You could tell by the look in his eyes that Xiao Letian's threats had no effect at all.
"Okay, since you don't want to enjoy happiness but have to suffer, master, I will help you. After breakfast immediately, Master Long will send you to a training camp for foreign students. Military training is taking place there. I will let you know what suffering is... "
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