Xiao Letian's pen quickly signed his name on the file. From this moment on, this daily note file became a sword hanging over Xiang Ying's head.
Aren’t you, Xiang Ying, confident? Don't you want to use extreme nationalist ideas to suppress me? Do you want to use the idea of unkillable militarism to endorse your actions so that I can take action?
Very good, I understand. I will follow your wishes. I will never make the secret public, nor will I publicly punish you, because I don’t want the whole world to know that the assassination was committed by the Chinese, and I don’t want to Let the morale of the Chinese army be destroyed internally.
So I won't punish you, but I can destroy your future and your dreams!
"Xiang Ying! Haha... You are so calculating. Are you still playing tricks on me? What do you mean by putting you on trial? What do you mean by locking you up for ten or twenty years?"
"Do you really want to imitate those scholars of the Ming Dynasty? Increase your reputation by irritating the emperor? Want to rely on public opinion to suppress the imperial power?"
"You are dreaming! I am not the emperor, and the Chinese are not a country with imperial power! There is no prison for you to sit in and gain your reputation!"
"You are so clever! Are you still trying to trick me at this point? If I really throw you into prison, your stormtroopers may not know how to promote you!"
"Those who believe in those extreme ideas will shape you into a tragic hero. The longer you stay in jail, the higher your reputation will be, until in the end you become the common source of militaristic ideas within the entire Chinese nation. You are serving a saint, right?"
"Very good. You are ruthless enough to give up ten years of your youth in exchange for an increase in your reputation. In the end, these reputations will be the cornerstone of your comeback, right?"
"Haha, there are many politicians in the world who have prospered by being in jail. Do you also want to make such a wishful thinking? Stop dreaming. I taught you what kind of bezoars you have in your belly. I don't know yet. ?"
"Wang Junlan, please go out first. There is no need to record these words!" Xiao Letian shouted sharply. Wang Junlan quickly tore off the latest recording paper, lit it on the candle and threw it into the spittoon in the corner.
Wang Junlan backed out of the study room and closed the door tightly. When he leaned his back against the door, he realized that his whole body was soaked in sweat as if he had been fished out of water.
The flashes of swords and swords at the top are unimaginable to outsiders. For these big shots at the top of the food chain, a single thought may lead to the disappearance of hundreds of lives.
Xiang Ying's brain was so excited that he committed such a huge assassination incident. How many lives must have been lost from beginning to end?
It's scary to think about it. Those who died were also born and raised by their parents. They also had wives and children, and they also had love and hatred. But in the eyes of these big shots, these people's lives are just a matter of raising their fingers. Little ants who kill and take whatever they want.
Perhaps in the eyes of people like Xiang Ying, those who died in order to complete the mission are just a few insignificant numbers on a piece of paper, and they will not even remember the names of those people.
Just one Xiang Ying could release such a huge amount of energy, let alone an angry head of state... Wang Junlan shuddered at the thought of this.
"Hey... what the old people said is right. People are born into different categories. The gap in blessings between people is really huge. Sometimes thousands of lives at the bottom can't even make up for it. A word from the big man on the top of the tower!"
There are only three people left in the study, Xiao Letian, Wang Huaiyuan and Xiang Ying. They are all the core elders of the Chinese clan and insiders with access to the most secrets, so there is nothing to hide.
"Xiang Ying! Let's open the skylight and talk openly. Let go of your hands and stand up!"
Xiao Letian kept pacing in the study, burning the cigarettes one after another in his hand, "You just said a lot of things, and you made your reasons for assassinating Zai Chun so upright and awe-inspiring. I can't help you." Believe me soon!"
"If you don't know what's going on, you really think that you are solely focused on the long-term peace and stability of China at all costs! But how dare you guarantee that you have no selfish motives at all?"
"Hmph! Are you just playing tricks with me? Did you really kill Zai Chun for the sake of the Chinese and the Chinese nation? I'm afraid you were just doing it for your own reasons!"
"What are you thinking about? I can probably guess that you are very close. You kid has been trying to figure me out, right? You are not just trying to figure me out, you are also trying to figure out my son Fu Yin'er, right?"
As soon as the three words "Fu Yin'er" came out, even Wang Huaiyuan couldn't sit still and jumped up with a loud cry, "What's going on with Guan Yuanzhe? Do you, Xiang Ying, have a disobedient heart?"
Xiao Letian's son's nickname is Fu Yin'er and his eldest name is Xiao Yuanzhe. This is the heart and eyeballs of everyone in the Chinese clan!
As soon as he heard that Xiang Ying was planning on Fu Yin'er, Wang Huaiyuan jumped up excitedly and wanted to kill someone.
Xiao Letian stretched out his hand and pressed Wang Ju's shoulder, "Don't be impatient, Xiang Ying is not that crazy yet. He doesn't want to do evil to Fu Yin'er. All he wants to fight for is the time difference!"
"Xiang Ying! In your heart, Fu Yin'er is destined to inherit the great treasure of the Chinese family, right? You nominally accept new ideas, but deep down in your hearts you actually still have a dream of an empire. The shadow has not been eliminated at all!”
"In your minds, the head of state and the emperor are just different names, and you still think that the succession of father and son is the basis for the inheritance of rights!"
"So you think Fu Yin'er will definitely become the future head of state, or even change his title and eventually become emperor, right?"
"Haha, you think of me as Cao Cao and my son as Cao Pi, right? You think of me as Sima Yi and Fu Yin'er as Sima Zhao, right?"
"But Fu Yin'er is only one year old, and the average age for mature politicians to take office is after thirty-five, or even forty!"
"You have a good forty years to operate, so you're plotting your timetable!"
"I, Xiao Letian, can only work for another ten years at most. This is what I have decided before. After I give up my position of power, you Xiang Ying are not qualified to inherit my position. The position of Prime Minister should be for the Four Heavenly Kings and their generation." Someone come and do it!"
"For their generation, it only takes ten years to work for two terms. Twenty years have passed. By then, Fu Yin'er will be twenty years old, and we will all be too old to be of use!"
"Then you can tolerate it for another ten years, which is another thirty years. At that time, you will be only a little over fifty, which is when politicians are in their prime. By then, I am afraid that many of our old guys will be Already gone to the grave!"
"With the current level of medical care in this era, living over sixty years old is considered a good thing. If you are old and frail by the age of seventy, I won't have the energy to fight you even if you are alive!"
"What you are fighting for is thirty years from now, the ten years between Fu Yin'er's thirty and forty years old. I'm afraid I won't be alive by then. By then, it will be the peak of your power, the most glorious one." A moment, right?”
Note: The third update is coming!
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