Of course Zaichun knew the clues. He reached out and took out an apple from a huge blue-bottomed pastel porcelain vat in the corner. He took a bite!
"Hey... my mother's habit of storing fruits has not changed yet! It's quite sweet..."
"Hey, why are you eating that? There are good ones here, don't eat that decoration, it's just for smelling it! Put it down quickly, it's not clean!"
Cixi had a lifelong hobby of liking fruity scents. In order to satisfy her little hobby, the Ministry of Internal Affairs purchased as many as 150,000 apples and 110,000 pears of various kinds a year!
There are countless other fruits, and the demand for such a large fruit is just for Cixi to smell it!
The porcelain vats in Chuxiu Palace are used for this purpose. A batch of fruits must be replaced after two days!
Zai Chun took two bites of the reddest part of the big red apple and threw it behind him. Naturally, the clever little eunuch caught it accurately and carefully put it aside!
The Emperor and the Queen Mother had lunch, and there was absolutely no choice in the dishes. The swallow, abalone, wings and tripe with ginseng were all common, and the bear's paw and humpback were also home-cooked dishes!
But there is one drawback. The dishes in this restaurant are all warm-fired dishes. The ingredients are good and the presentation is beautiful, but there is no steam!
The palace is really too big, and there are too many dishes in one meal. Even the gods can't guarantee that one hundred and eighty dishes will be served at the same time, and at the same time, they can guarantee that smoky smell just out of the pot!
So we can only do the next best thing. After the dishes are processed, they should be kept warm in warm water food boxes. When the nobles use them, the temperature will basically be the same!
Except for the charcoal-fired pot, which can make your mouth feel hot when you eat it, the rest is not interesting. Zai Chun has long been tired of eating it!
But the wine in this palace is really good. When the twenty-year-old bamboo leaf green is poured into the cup, the fragrance fills the room, even the smell of the apples in the big vats is overpowered!
It is mellow and soft in the mouth, without the hot and dry smell of new wine at all, and even the spiciness unique to white wine is light!
When people are in a bad mood, they tend to drink too much. After a few drinks, Zaichun Erhuhu felt the suppressed resentment in his heart that he couldn't hold back anymore!
"Mother! Why is it so difficult for me to be the emperor? Isn't there anyone in this huge empire who understands the truth?"
"My son, who am I doing for? Isn't it for the Qing Dynasty? The big rivers and the small rivers will not dry up if they have water. We Manchus are eating the food of the Qing Dynasty. We can't just watch the pot collapse, right?"
"How can we do it without reform? How can we do it without industrialization in the Qing Dynasty? That's just sitting there and waiting to die!"
"Look at these nobles in the palace. They are all living a very happy life with their fat heads. But have any of them ever thought about whether their children and grandchildren will still have something to eat after they have enough to eat?"
"No one has thought about whether his grandson will starve to death in the future? Will he be reduced to a coolie carrying a big bag? Will he be killed by the Han people just like when we entered the customs? "
"No one wants it, no one wants it, they all want the three melons and two dates in their pockets..."
Then Jiu Jiner Zai Chun complained, and all his resentment burst out. How dare Li Lianying let the slaves listen to this? All the eunuchs and maids serving in the room were kicked out, and even he himself stood at the door as a doorkeeper.
Cixi used her rare patience to listen to her son's complaints, and from time to time she would pick up vegetables for Zai Chun. She was very motherly!
"Eat vegetables, my son... How can I not know your thoughts? But how can the stubborn diseases in the Eight Banners be corrected in a year or two?"
"Don't talk about you. Since the middle of the Kangxi Dynasty, after the San Francisco Rebellion was put down, the signs of the Eight Banners' degeneration have already appeared. The world is peaceful, so naturally everyone is arrogant and lustful, and Kangxi is so angry that there is nothing he can do about it!"
"It was even more like this during the reigns of Emperors Yongzheng and Qianlong. Whenever the bannermen were mentioned as useless, they would get so angry that they wanted to beat them to death, but so what in the end? After killing the chickens to show the monkeys a few examples, we should just do whatever we want. !”
"Why is that? It's not because the Eight Banners are the foundation of our Qing Dynasty. You can't tear them all out and replace them with new ones! If you tear them all down, the country will be destroyed!"
"You expect to kill a group of people and scare a group of people, and then scare others to change their ways? It's useless. It only takes three or four months to scare them. Then they will still be eating, drinking and having fun, and they will not care about the future of the country. !”
"What can we do? After all, we are all relatives from the same family!"
Zai Chun suddenly drank a glass of wine. His eyes were red and swollen with grievance. He looked at his mother Zai Chun and asked helplessly, "Is there nothing we can do? Mother, we have to survive in the Qing Dynasty..."
Cixi looked at her son with a serious face, "Yes! You are right about this. The Qing Dynasty cannot be destroyed, it must survive... So Enniang, I have been thinking about Lian Xing's words..."
"Oh my god... you have to give up your illusions. From today on, you should be a loner like Lian Xing said. You must hold all the rights in the world in your own hands!"
"From today on, give up your illusions...what illusions? Just don't ever imagine that this Eight Banners group can get better on its own!"
"Don't believe that these people can change their evil ways and do good, change their minds, study hard and make progress... You must understand that 99% of the people in the Eight Banners do not understand the principles of governing the country!"
"These people should not participate in politics at all. They are not qualified. You always hope that they will become your help and arms. How can this be done?"
"Don't talk about the Eight Banners and these dandies. In fact, it doesn't matter if all the Han people in the world are included, so what if you include all the scholars, they are all the same!"
"Ninety-nine percent of the Han people, including scholars, are ignorant of politics. They don't know how to govern the country at all! If you insist on letting them mix things up, it will only add chaos!"
"If you want to do big things, you have to devote 90% of your energy to doing work for them and reasoning with them...The most annoying thing is that after you have put all your effort into talking, they still don't stop!"
"What else do you think you can do in the end? What if you waste all your energy on this?"
"So, my son... you will be alone from now on! You must remember that you are giving orders, and you must make all your subjects understand the same truth!"
"That is the emperor's will. You must obey it no matter what. You don't need to understand it! You have to do it even if you accept it, and you still have to do it if you don't accept it!"
"Only in this way can things be pushed forward! So from this point of view..." Cixi sneered, "You can't be polite to those cheap slaves in Qinghe. You'll spoil them so much that they can't have any more!"
"If you want to go to a big jail, then go to a big jail! It doesn't matter which prince's servant you are, they are all your servants after all! You have to remember it!"
The wine glass in Zaichun's hand was half empty. He stared blankly at the bear paws on the plate and muttered, "Don't waste your energy trying to reason with these slaves..."
"You have to force them to do their job? From now on, you have to die completely. I hope everyone will understand you and support you..."
"I am a loner, no one will understand me, and I don't need their understanding anymore!"
Zai Chun threw the wine glass on the table and spilled the wine. The dizzy Zai Chun rushed out of the Chuxiu Palace without greeting his mother. The eunuchs outside quickly gathered around him.
"Your Majesty, since you have wine, you should rest for a while! Prepare a hangover soup for Your Majesty..."
"Get away! Get away...I'm going to the Royal Garden to relax. None of you should come with me...Get out!"
"Whoever dares to chase me, I want his head!"
Drunk Zai Chun broke out of Dacheng Right Gate and Changkang Right Gate, and stumbled into the Imperial Garden!
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