The night was quiet. Further south in the southern part of Sijiu City, on Nanheng Street near the crop fields, an ordinary bedroom still had lights on, and the surroundings were already dark.
Emperor Tongzhi is about to get married, and conflicts have broken out in the capital recently. As a result, the curfew system in the Four-Nine Cities has become even more stringent! No one dared to take to the streets, and the number of soldiers patrolling the streets increased more than ten times!
At night in the capital, the silence is terrifying!
In front of the bedroom door, the old farmer had dismissed the people who were serving him early, and was vigilant about the surroundings like a door god. On the roof of the bedroom, Xiang Shaolong, who was sitting cross-legged, was watching the surroundings vigilantly, not even the flies or mosquitoes could fly. Come in one!
Only with this level of security can the farewell conversation between the head of state and the commander-in-chief be carried out smoothly!
Marshal Zeng, who was leaning on the bed, closed his eyes and listened to Xiao Letian talk about that magical world, while Xiao Letian was also venting wantonly the grievances he had not been able to talk about over the years!
At that moment, Xiao Letian also felt a little homesick. He missed the smog in the north, the crowded subway, the spam messages on his mobile phone, and the wanton and exaggerated words of his parents and relatives when they were forcing marriage...
At that moment, Zeng Guofan was also imagining the future, a high-speed train that could travel thousands of miles a day, a moon rabbit that could land on the moon, a Skynet that could protect hundreds of millions of people inside...
At this moment, people's thoughts collided with those of the past. In such a lonely and quiet night, they enjoyed this memory that only they had!
"Sleep, Marshal... In the era when I traveled back in time, we Chinese have done very well... Now that I have traveled back in time again, I believe I will bring a better future to the Chinese people in this world. …”
"Go to sleep... Wuwuwu..." Xiao Letian buried his head on the edge of the bed and cried softly. At this moment, Zeng Guofan had squeezed out the last of his energy!
The flashback will eventually come to an end, and he falls into a deep coma. Xiao Letian can foresee that the commander-in-chief may never wake up again this time!
The door opened with a creak, and Xiao Letian walked out unsteadily. The old farmer turned around and asked, "Commander..."
"Sleep...the commander is already asleep...don't disturb him..."
All the doors of Marshal Zeng’s temporary shelter on Nanheng Street were opened, and people hurriedly came to look at Xiao Letian as if they were expecting a miracle!
But the head of state just shook his head, sighed and strode out of the door, and several rickshaws left quickly on the silent street!
The scolding of soldiers patrolling the city came from the distance, followed by loud slaps and kowtows. The arrogant and domineering Xiao Letian ignored the so-called curfew system of the capital and walked all the way away, even to the Chongwen Gate that separated the inner city and the south city. , all had to be temporarily opened late at night for the head of state!
It was already two o'clock in the morning on October 9th. Xiao Letian knew that all the betrothal gifts for the queen and concubines in the Forbidden City had been sent. Tomorrow would be the auspicious time to carry the queen into the Meridian Gate in a sedan chair!
But just at this time...
Xiao Letian was in a very depressed mood when he returned to the embassy. He was locked in the study alone and did not want to sleep or see anyone. Instead, he asked the small kitchen to prepare some food and wine and closed the door to drink by himself!
The two ladies, the Four Heavenly Kings and other senior officials were pacing anxiously at the door, but Master Long stopped them all. "Madam... Sirs... don't ask anything, don't say anything..."
"The head of state is in a very bad mood. Please leave him alone for a while..."
People sighed and dispersed one after another, but at this moment, in the Yangxin Hall of the Forbidden City, Zai Chun, who was getting better and better every day, was sleeping soundly!
The wedding is coming soon, and the little emperor is so contented that he is sleeping with his arms and legs spread out, a smile appears on his lips and he even drools out!
He is not just dreaming about marrying a wife. As an emperor, he will never be short of women. He is excited for the upcoming pro-government!
Although he is now infinitely close to being in power, and his rights have begun to be taken back into his hands, missing such a procedure is unjust and unjust!
After the wedding, this empire is really in your own hands!
In a blur, Zai Chun turned over and opened his eyes a crack. He suddenly found a familiar figure standing next to him.
There was no fear, because this person was so familiar. Zai Chun sat up with a smile, "Hey...Zeng Aiqing? Why did you come to the palace, Marshal? You are in great shape..."
It was Zeng Guofan who came. He was wearing a solemn court uniform and saluted Zai Chun respectfully. There was still a bit of illness in his body.
"Your Majesty...I'm here to say goodbye to Your Majesty! My body and bones are already healed. Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty!"
"Commander, are you leaving? Do you want to retire and return home? Why are you in such a hurry? You can stay with me in the capital for a few more years, and I won't arrange much work for the commander. You can just cultivate yourself here, okay..."
"Let's see how I will govern the country in the future..."
Zeng Guofan stood up and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, I am old and can no longer manage the country. I came to see your Majesty today just to bring you a message..."
"It has been more than two hundred years since the Manchus entered the country. From Lord Shunzhi to today, Your Majesty is already the eighth king!"
"A country, in fact, a country is an enlarged family, and a family is a shrunken country... How can a family and a country prosper? It's just about the good deeds of the predecessors and the blessings of future generations!"
"The Manchu ancestors who came out of the white mountains and black waters settled in the Central Plains with the luck accumulated for thousands of years. Of course, they also caught up with the disasters of the Han people and became successful!"
"Now that it's done, there's nothing to say! I don't want to discuss what's right or wrong, but I just want to tell Your Majesty that blessing is not infinite. It's like a deposit in a bank. The more you use it, the less it will be!"
"People in the world only know how to enjoy blessings but not how to accumulate blessings. It's like they only know how to withdraw money for consumption but don't know how to save money! Sooner or later they will all be spent!"
"When a person, a family, or a country has insufficient blessings, people and things will naturally become uncontrollable, and all kinds of evil spirits will be born!"
"The Qing Dynasty has been enjoying happiness for more than two hundred years, but it has already experienced a deficit in blessings. It cannot control the country's dangerous situation! This is a general trend that cannot be changed without human intervention!"
"Your Majesty! You need to know how to advance and retreat! I have worked hard for the court all my life, and I really don't want to see the tragic situation of mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the future!"
Zai Chun jumped out of bed in fright, "Commander... what should I do? Please teach me..."
Zeng Guofan sighed and said, "The destiny has changed, and there is no other way but to adapt! Your Majesty should now think about the way to survive after the great changes in the future!"
"For today's plan...you have to give up your illusions and the idea of dominance, and immediately negotiate with the Han elites to allocate power and build a new country together!"
"This is Your Majesty's only way out...the only way out..."
Zai Chun asked with a somewhat unhappy look on his face, "The commander-in-chief also said just now that the Manchus entered the Pass and founded the country only because the Han people were weakened by disasters!"
"Since the Han people have been weakened by the calamity and the blessings of the Ming Dynasty have been exhausted, why can they rise again?"
Zeng Guofan shook his head and slowly retreated towards the wall, "Now and then... In the past two hundred years of our country, the people have been arrogant, extravagant and lustful, and they have always enjoyed blessings but not accumulated blessings!"
"But the Han people all over the world are working hard, studying hard and making progress... atone for the sins that should be redeemed, and accumulate the blessings that should be accumulated..."
"It's been more than two hundred years... Feng Shui has turned around... Your Majesty, please wake up quickly! Please wake up quickly..."
Zeng Guofan just retreated into the wall and disappeared!
"Commander, don't leave...Commander, don't leave..." Zai Chun yelled and fell to the ground with a thud. This Nan Ke Yimeng was woken up by the fall!
