"I think you dare!" Er Mao's face was pressed to the ground. He struggled desperately and looked up at Xiao Sixi with a murderous look.
"I have a secret decree from the Queen Mother. The Queen Mother of East and West has given me a gold medal for immunity from death. No one in the Forbidden City has the right to kill me except the Queen Mother!" Er Mao shouted loudly, and what he said almost made Xiao Sixi die. Scared to death.
"You fart, how come I don't know?"
"Who do you think you are? Do you have the qualifications?" Er Mao is definitely confident. In recent years, the Queen Mother of the two palaces have worked hard to win over him. His parents have given him a sixth-grade official status and good farmland in his hometown. With a total area of three to four thousand acres, it is considered a powerful force in Yi County.
My father's illness has long since been cured, and my mother has become an old feudal lord in the mansion. Their daily hobby is to take their big yellow dog in a carriage and see their fields all over the world. There are many tenants in the family, and they have built two new houses. Only a new village can accommodate them.
Not only that, the empress dowagers of the two palaces also secretly gave him a privilege, which was a gold medal for immunity from death. She directly took the right to execute Ermao in her own hands. Even the little emperor could not kill him.
This was originally the top secret of the Forbidden City, and was a bargaining chip for the two queen mothers to develop Ermao as a double agent. Although I don't know if it will work, for the two women who are accustomed to using tactics, this is no longer a solution.
If you can't kill him, you can only bribe him, and you can use whatever leverage you can to get him.
Er Mao has received professional spy training. He knows the benefits of keeping secrets. He will never reveal such secrets unless it is absolutely necessary. But just now he has seen a strong murderous intention in Xiao Sixi's eyes. This The little bastard is really going to kill him.
The guards rummaged through Er Mao's body, including a snuff bottle, a Chinese jade brand, a money bag... and finally found half a palm-sized gold medal from the inner layer of his underwear.
The gold medal has eight characters written in both Manchu and Chinese: "Be loyal to the country and avoid death once." Judging from the cast decoration and the seal, it is really secretly made within the imperial palace.
Xiao Sixi's face turned pale, "Impossible. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, I have only heard of the iron-hatted king being exempted from death. I have never heard of the gold medal for avoiding death. You must be fake!"
"Fuck! I'll find out if it's true or not when I go back to the Forbidden City. I'm afraid you don't dare, or maybe your head is full of maggots. For your own personal gain, you kid, don't bring trouble to your family!"
This was no ordinary threat. If something happened to Er Mao, not to mention the anger in the Forbidden City, the CIA would be the first to kill Xiao Sixi's entire family.
Thinking of Er Mao's identity, Xiao Sixi suddenly felt a rush of air from his lower back. But today, he could not let go of his airs. He gritted his back molars and said, "Don't scare me. Even if I don't have the right to execute you, wait until His Majesty comes back." You can’t get better either…Haha, you should know the reason yourself!”
"Someone, drag him out!"
Er Mao was dragged out alive by four guards. He was tied up with a rope and was about to be imprisoned in the warehouse.
Ermao didn't say a word. He knew what the problem was. He just saw that the desk in the bedroom was full of densely packed parchment. This kind of paper made by traditional European craftsmanship was used to write the last words in ancient times. Only important documents and the most valuable Bible can be used.
At this moment, all laws and diplomatic documents in Europe are also made of this kind of light yellow parchment. Er Mao also worked hard to learn English. With just one glance, many key words were connected in his mind. stand up.
This was a secret military aid agreement between Britain and the Qing Dynasty. It contained detailed financial data and weapons and equipment. Although it was unclear what the numbers were, the long string of zeros made Er Mao's heart beat wildly.
"Did Emperor Tongzhi sell the head of state? No wonder the emperor didn't come forward to coordinate the crisis. There was a secret agreement behind the scenes? No wonder he had to let me get close to the bedroom. There are so many secrets hidden, how could I let him see..."
Just as Er Mao was being dragged away, there was a sudden noise at the top of the stairs, followed by the sound of footsteps. Everyone took a closer look, but they didn't expect that Emperor Tongzhi, who had just been out for a long time, came back under the protection of a group of people.
Xiao Sixi quickly smiled and went forward to greet him, "Oh, my Blessed Lord, why are you back early today? Didn't you say you went hunting... Ah! God, Blessed Lord, what's wrong with you?"
The voice was as sharp as a chicken whose neck was stepped on, full of fear. Er Mao raised his head and took a closer look and couldn't help but gasped, "Ancestor Huang Tian! Where is your braid, Your Majesty?"
Everyone present knelt down, and some of the timid ones fainted from fright. Zai Chun looked helpless, embarrassed, and angry... But on his back, the long, thick, black braid was not there. All that was left was the shawl hair that reached the neck, and it was also burnt.
"Long live my lord!" Xiao Si burst into tears with a cry. He walked over with his knees as his feet, hugged Emperor Tongzhi's legs and started crying.
"My long live Lord! Why are your braids gone? Who did this? Where's Da Sixi? Where's Man Shun? How the hell do you two serve you? How do you serve..."
Today it was Da Sixi and Man Shun's turn to accompany the young emperor on his trip. Zai Chun followed William and George to at least go hunting in the countryside. There were as many as a company of British Guards protecting them. Why didn't so many people protect the emperor? safety.
What's going on when the emperor of the Qing Dynasty had his braids burned?
Da Sixi and Man Shun knelt on the ground and slapped themselves in the face, "They are all slaves and useless, they are all slaves and trash!"
Zai Chun couldn't say anything at the moment, "Go to the study first and find me a change of clothes. I want to wash my face... Huh? What's wrong with Er Mao? Why are they tied up..."
"Your Majesty, I can't stop Ermao from barging into the bedroom! You have strict orders, and any intruders will be killed without mercy! I want to carry out your Majesty's order, but I didn't expect that he actually said that he has a gold medal to avoid death?"
"What? A gold medal to avoid death!" Zai Chun looked at this Ermao in disbelief. "Can you explain to me?"
Xiao Sixi knelt down and held the gold medal above her head, "Long live Lord, this is it!"
Emperor Tongzhi looked over and over for a long time, "Er Mao... tell me the truth, what is going on? Why don't I know about the gold medal, and... why did you force your way into my bedroom?"
"Could you be spying on my secret?" A strong murderous intent filled the corridor, and coupled with Zai Chun's burnt shawl hair, it really had a perverted charm.
Er Mao twisted his arm to break away from the guard's control. He looked up at Zai Chun and said calmly, "Your Majesty, why did you say that! This servant is anxious to see Lord Long Live, but he just hopes that Lord Long Live will come forward to mediate the conflict between the head of state and the British Prime Minister!" "
"Don't forget, that's your master! Your leader in Western learning! Now the master is in trouble, and the apprentice is just playing around all day long. What's going on?"
"Long live my Lord! Don't make a mistake!"
