Outsiders can never understand the cruelty of political struggle unless they have experienced it personally. If you don't personally experience several coups, if you don't personally participate in several wars, if you don't experience several dangerous assassinations... you will never know how dangerous your position is.
How can a person wander around the world without getting stabbed? Only by being stabbed can one be able to make a fatal move!
Every politician who kills without blinking is actually forced out by countless life-and-death tests, and the same goes for Emperor Tongzhi. If he had not experienced this assassination, then there would be no bloody storms in the Forbidden City in the future.
I was killed, I escaped with my life, and then I went to kill others and succeeded!
It is through such reincarnations that a ruthless power machine can be successfully built.
Er Mao looked at Emperor Tongzhi's flushed face and didn't know whether it was because of the scalding hot spring water or because of the alcohol, or because the energy of today's assassination had not passed.
He reached out and held Zai Chun's hand and whispered, "Your Majesty, you can say whatever you want. Everything you say today will rot in my stomach, and no one will know..."
"Haha, no one will know?" Zai Chun asked.
Er Mao met his eyes with pure eyes, "I know what your majesty is worried about. Isn't it just that I am a spy for my adoptive father? Your majesty can rest assured that today I swear on the soul of my ancestors that everything I hear today will be destroyed." In my belly, even my adoptive father will not know..."
Zai Chun took a handful of hot water and poured it on his face. He actually wanted to talk but he didn't have anyone to talk to. But human nature is like this. Once the desire to talk is ignited, it will be like wildfire. Very difficult to extinguish.
What's more, Zai Chun is just a thirteen-year-old child. When he encounters a life-or-death event, his already uncertain mind immediately becomes more impetuous.
He suppressed his desire to talk several times but failed to suppress it. After three glasses of wine, he still spoke.
"Er Mao...I...I don't know what's wrong with me! Do you all think I'm scared? Do you all think I'm scared crazy? Hahaha..."
"I hate that bullshit psychiatrist that Buck brought just now. I understand everything he said. They decided that I was as scared as a coward and crippled... …I even got scared to the point of going crazy!”
"They thought I would have some kind of psychological trauma that would stay with me for the rest of my life, so they wanted to mediate and try to resolve my knot with empty words... His grandma's fault! What the hell!"
"Hahaha..." Emperor Tongzhi suddenly laughed eerily. He turned over and lay in the water, resting his arms on the steps of the bathtub, staring at Er Mao with his eyes.
"Er Mao... you know? I'm actually not scared at all... it's just that people outside think I will be scared..."
"This is the first time I kill someone with my own hands... I don't know how to describe this feeling... If I have to find a word... I can only say..."
"Exciting, comfortable, so damn good!"
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Ermao was shocked on the outside and tender on the inside. He was completely confused. Even if he was allowed to open his mind, he would never have imagined that Zai Chun would be in such a mood after killing someone.
I was still holding back my desire to enlighten the emperor, but I didn't expect that he would not need you to enlighten me at all but would enjoy it instead.
Oh my god! What kind of temperament is this? There is no fear, no horror, no hysteria after the murder... but excitement? Comfortable? Cool?
Abnormal, what is this if not perverted? Er Mao didn't know what to say at this moment.
Zai Chun finally expressed the feelings he had been holding in his heart. He excitedly grabbed the wine bottle and drank a whole bottle of turbid wine to his mouth. "Haha, it's so satisfying. When I say it, my whole body feels clear!"
"Er Mao, I believe you, I regard you as my best friend... Tell me the truth! Am I a perverted murderer? Master often calls others perverts. Is it true that I have such thoughts after killing someone? A little perverted?"
"I don't dare to say these things to anyone, I'm afraid they will think I'm a perverted murderer... But I'm not, I really am not!"
Damn it, are you not clear about it? It's cool to kill someone but you're not a pervert, so what are you?
Er Mao cursed in his heart but could not express it on the surface. Instead, he wanted to persuade him, "Why did your Majesty say this? Of course, Your Majesty is not a pervert. The thieves brought it upon themselves. Assassins should have such an end..."
"Hahaha, I'm right about you. If he wants to kill me, he has to be prepared to be killed. How can he not feel comfortable killing his enemy with his hands... Hehehe, watching the blood spurt out from his neck, it's like spring water Same, the air is filled with the sweet taste of plasma!"
"Holding the heavy head in my hand, I feel like a conqueror! It's comfortable, it's really comfortable!"
"Who dares to kill me? Who the hell dares to kill me? If you want my life, then use thousands of bones to pile it up!"
The more Zai Chun talked, the more excited he became, and in the end he actually pursed his lips, as if he was tasting the sweetness of plasma.
At this time, Er Mao could no longer persuade him. He had never seen Emperor Tongzhi behave like this. Er Mao could play Tai Chi Push Hands with all the forces in the court, and could even survive in the hands of the empress dowagers of the two palaces.
But he didn't know how to deal with a mental patient. Looking at Zai Chun's crazy look, he couldn't tell why. He just felt that Zai Chun had completely changed into a different person at this moment.
Many years later, the British doctor Barker and his psychology friend jointly published a paper, citing the example of Emperor Tongzhi.
This assassination was a turning point in fate for Aixinjueluo Zaichun. The blood and killing awakened the brutal side of Emperor Tongzhi's human nature, and these genes were responsible for the future tragedy in Beijing that shocked China and foreign countries.
Xiao Letian once wanted to inject more humanity into Emperor Tongzhi's soul, but unfortunately he failed. The cruel power struggle was far more powerful than his preaching.
At the moment of life and death, Emperor Tongzhi awakened the instinct of the beast rather than the awakening of human nature.
"Woman, give me a woman! Call those maids Dayangma in... I want to vent, I want to have a good time!"
The maids wearing bath towels walked in again. This time they were not here to rub the little emperor's back. They had truly learned the secrets of the Huangdi Neijing that Emperor Tongzhi had learned.
The little emperor had completely used the magical skills taught by Xiao Sixi, and the entire bathroom was filled with women's whines.
Er Mao stood aside stupidly, watching the madman-like Emperor Tongzhi perform the primitive animal world, and his heart went cold.
Outside the bathroom, Xiao Sixi was about to cry. He slapped the door and cried, "Master... you cherish the dragon body... don't forget how the slave taught you! Yuan Yang can't be released! At your age, you can Have some fun, but don’t let out the Yuan Yang..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.
