Xiang Ying and Cai Bixia were covered in sticky cold sweat on their backs at the moment. The conspiracy they had inadvertently uncovered made them shudder!
All the inferences lead to the second lady being the mastermind behind the scenes. Thinking about it, the second lady gave birth to the eldest son, but he was not the legitimate eldest son!
Although she is an equal wife, Fu Yin'er can be regarded as the eldest son, but after all, she and Fu Hui are of the same age!
If Fuhui has another son, he can be called his eldest son!
Who will take over then? The head of state said that he would never become emperor forever. No one believed this kind of nonsense. Why did you, Xiao Letian, not be emperor and leave behind a sixth noble and eighteenth grade!
You have given all kinds of titles to your subordinates, and you have not even taken away the title of King Shangtai. Aren't you just preparing yourself to become the emperor?
Therefore, too many people in the Chinese ethnic group are one thing on the surface, but they are another thing behind the scenes. Behind the scenes, they are still royalists!
It is not difficult to understand. France, a country where the Great Revolution broke out, still has a lot of royalists who support the Napoleon family!
Gambetta is now making speeches and lobbying all over France. What he fears is the restoration of the royalists!
If this is the case in Europe, it will be even worse in Asia, which has more conservative ideas! There are a lot of overt and covert royalists within the Chinese ethnic group!
Even Xiang Ying, the leader of the stormtroopers, actually did not dare to challenge Fu Yin'er's status in his heart. The confinement of traditional ideas on people's hearts is really powerful!
Xiang Ying's ideal in life is to be the Chinese Prime Minister for two or three terms before or after Fu Yin'er takes office!
Finally, when Fu Yin'er is about thirty, mature in thought and energetic, he will return the great power. In the end, he will be able to become a duke, and even inherit the title of King of the Far East!
Within the Chinese today, Fu Yin'er's secret is a political nuclear bomb. As long as this secret is detonated, the entire Chinese political arena will be violently turbulent!
Even the foreign policies of countries in the entire Eurasian region have undergone major reversals!
No matter how much complaints Cai Bixia had in her heart, and how much pity she felt for the women in the inner chamber, when she thought of Fu Yin'er, the future prince, she lost her temper!
"Could it be... that the back house should be allowed to remain in such chaos? Amber should continue to harm the eldest lady and those sisters? They are all kind-hearted and good people!"
"Haha..." Xiang Ying smiled bitterly and said, "Good person? This word is too luxurious in officialdom. We can't afford it..."
"Listen to my advice, this matter will be exposed sooner or later, but don't expose it in our hands...it will blow us up!"
"Good baby! You didn't drink that bowl of soup, did you? OK, OK... Just don't drink it. We won't eat all the food in the back house from now on. We can hide if we can..."
Cai Bixia's eyes ached and she threw herself into Xiang Ying's arms and cried bitterly!
In the dead of night, how many people are sleepless, and how many people are crying. The ancient city of Capital has never lacked all kinds of grievances and wronged souls. Who can escape this whirlpool?
There are many people who are as sleepless as Xiang Ying and his wife. Further south in Nancheng, on Nanheng Street, the charcoal brazier was lit early at Marshal Zeng’s residence!
The flesh on Zeng Guofan's face was all gone, and he looked like he was exhausted. Ever since he learned that Xiao Letian had landed in Tongzhou, he wanted to see his old friend in person, but he always wanted to go out several times. The wind makes me dizzy!
"It's over, it's really over... I'm afraid I won't survive this year! Old farmer, tell me how Xiao Letian is doing now?"
Marshal Zeng was leaning on the bed, which was covered with thick wolf and bear skins, a soft quilt on top, and a fox fur coat on his feet!
There was a charcoal pot burning in the room, but he still felt cold all over!
He had no sleep left, so he would often fall asleep for ten minutes and then sleep for half an hour with his eyes open, just like this!
It was quiet at night, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. When the old farmer heard the Marshal's greeting outside, he hurriedly walked in, stretched out his hand to hold the Marshal's wrist, and a burst of energy passed through, making Marshal Zeng feel a burst of warmth!
"Commander, please rest for a while... Xiao Letian originally said he would visit you tonight, but he drank too much at this celebration banquet and he couldn't move. He will probably come to see you tomorrow!"
"Haha... don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, he is busier than me! Tell me what he is like now..."
"Well... Xiao Letian is much more mature and stable than he was five years ago. When I saw him five years ago, he didn't have a single gray hair on his hair, but this time I found six gray hairs on his temples. He looked worried! "
"But he is in good spirits. He is in the prime of his life. He speaks with energy and his eyes are bright! Let me see, he will have no problem living for another fifty or sixty years!"
"Haha... I am not comforting you, Marshal. I once secretly spied on Xiao Letian's inner house, and also secretly inquired about Master Long!"
"Xiao Letian has a very good habit...that is, he is restrained in his sexual behavior. It doesn't matter if he doesn't have sex with women for a few months during the war. Now that he's back, I haven't seen him indulge in it!"
"A man of this age can be lucky every two or three days, and not be greedy for more every night... This is the way to live a long life! It is really the way to live a long life!"
Zeng Guofan laughed, "Haha... That's good, that's good! This Xiao Letian is politically mature and vicious, and is born to be a master at changing dynasties!"
"To call him a hidden dragon really offends him. He is a real dragon! I am just a little afraid of him, but I am afraid that he will live a short life... As long as Xiao Letian ensures that he can live a long life, his political ideals can be realized! "
"Haha... That's great. If he has another forty or fifty years of life, that will be enough. He can really change the world!"
Zeng Guofan's eyes became hollow, and he looked out the window quietly and whispered, "I'm really unwilling... If I were thirty years younger, no, no, no... I could be twenty years younger!"
"I really want to go out and give it a try myself, but unfortunately time is not forgiving... I can only pave the way for future generations to build bridges!"
"Haha... We Han people will definitely prosper! In five hundred years, a saint will naturally appear! We Han people are destined to prosper!"
"Old farmer, do you know why? Because we Han scholars are the most sensible, know how to advance and retreat, and can truly think about plans for a hundred years, five hundred years, and a thousand years!"
"As long as Xiao Letian can guarantee that we will return to China a prosperous age in a hundred years...then what's the harm in giving him half of the dragon energy in me?"
"You must know...you must know...we Han people are not all striving for power...we still have a dream of a prosperous world in our hearts!"
"For this dream... there are still a large number of real elites who will give up everything to realize this prosperous world!"
"No...not all Confucian scholars...are...corrupt and cynical...no..."
When the old farmer saw that the commander was agitated, he quickly tried to persuade him, "I know, commander, you have said it many times. I know that you need to rest now. Don't waste your energy..."
"Tomorrow during the day, can you tell Xiao Letian all these words? You have to recuperate your strength... I will stay with you here, and you will be there whenever you call!"
After Zeng Guofan said this, he was out of breath from exhaustion. He closed his eyes, "No... you can't accompany me, I feel a little bad!"
"Let me ask you... who else in the capital is better at kung fu than you... If you go out at night, who can stop you?"
