klisemfg Chapter 271 The Princess Has a Bad Temper (9)
Chapter 271 The Princess Has a Bad Temper (9)
Looking at this scene, Wangyou thought to herself, "Now they're busy, aren't they? Otherwise, they would just be thinking about going out to play all day long. Although there will be punishments for corrupt officials on the road, they only punish those they see. Who knows how many they don't see?"
Emperor Qianlong wanted to emulate Emperor Kangxi's incognito visits, but each time he made a big fuss, as if afraid others wouldn't know his identity. This caused great hardship and expense for the people. At least when Kangxi was young, he genuinely went on incognito visits. This emperor, on the other hand, just used the guise of incognito visits to have fun and deal with some matters incidentally.
This is good enough. Half the people in the court are gone, so he won't have as much time to go out and play. Besides, the evidence was submitted by Wangyou, so she has to arrange for her own people to enter the court.
As for the saying that the empress should not interfere in politics, this was just a formality for Wangyou. After all, the constant mental suggestion over the years made Qianlong feel that Wangyou could do whatever she wanted.
Wangyou sometimes thinks that it's a good thing she has learned many skills, otherwise, in this world, if you can't use any cheat codes, it's really not easy to live freely.
So instead of hoping for a super powerful cheat code, it's better to become the cheat code yourself.
However, recently, Wangyou felt that with a series of actions, this world felt much stronger, and the Multiverse Trading Mall had loosened slightly, but it still couldn't be withdrawn.
Wangyou glanced at her younger brother Yongji. It was alright; the child was still young. He should be able to use it when he grew up. She would then bind the mall to him. Right now, she only needed to lay the foundation. Once the foundation was laid, she believed the mall would achieve its full potential in Yongji's hands.
At the same time, Wangyou also began to process the confiscated opium into a second poison.
After taking this medicine, one would immediately feel incredibly energetic, and each day would be better than the last, until six months later when the body's potential was prematurely exhausted, leading to intestinal perforation and death. During this time, the doctors could not detect any abnormalities.
Since the West is so fond of corrupting people's will, then she will send them an even more powerful past. There's no reason why they shouldn't enjoy this good stuff themselves.
To prevent the news from leaking out, Wangyou only told Qianlong about it. Qianlong was attracted by Wangyou's promise and agreed without hesitation. After all, it would be great to take over the enemy's territory without losing a single soldier.
Therefore, Emperor Qianlong visited the military camp time and time again, because his own military strength needed to be improved.
As for Mongolia, they were originally eager to make moves, but since the emergence of products such as wool yarn, wool sweaters, and wool blankets, the friction between the Qing Dynasty and Mongolia has decreased significantly. The number of cattle and sheep raised by the grassland tribes has increased sharply, and correspondingly, the number of warhorses has decreased.
A people who live on horseback are no longer a threat once they run out of warhorses to fight with.
The two foreigners in Ruyi Garden keenly sensed the difference, but Emperor Qianlong, having received a warning from Wangyou, tightened restrictions on their movements, so they were unable to obtain any information.
As for publicizing the dangers of drugs, it is destined to be a difficult task. Even with rewards, many people will not take it to heart. After all, in modern society, there are propaganda videos everywhere, but so many people still fall for them.
Therefore, after compiling a reasonable propaganda manual, Ji Xiaolan returned to the Imperial Study and handed over the propaganda work to others, who then began to promote it throughout the country.
At the same time, Yongji was finally going to study in the Imperial Study, which also meant that he had more homework, so Yongji was experiencing both pain and joy every day.
Ever since Yongji saw the water dragon that Wangyou had created from rain that day, he has fallen in love with marksmanship and practices diligently every day, rain or shine.
"Your Majesty, the Sixth Princess's knowledge is far beyond my own." In the Imperial Study, when asked about the affairs of the Imperial Study, Ji Xiaolan said after a moment of silence.
"Ji Xiaolan, if I remember correctly, my sixth princess isn't studying with you!" Emperor Qianlong said with a smile.
“The Sixth Princess doesn’t come to class, but the Twelfth Prince is here. The Twelfth Prince was personally mentored by the Sixth Princess, and his knowledge is far beyond that of ordinary people. There is very little I can teach him!” Ji Xiaolan said with some distress.
Ten years ago, I was left speechless by the Sixth Princess's question in class; ten years later, I was left speechless by the Sixth Princess's younger brother's question. What's this? The wheel of fortune turns!
"Oh, what skills does Yongji possess?"
“Aside from his slight weakness in poetry, the Twelfth Prince is perfectly capable of taking the provincial examination, and he will certainly rank well.” Ji Xiaolan gave him a very high evaluation.
This shocked Emperor Qianlong. He usually only saw the Fifth Prince more often, and the Twelfth Prince usually appeared and disappeared at the same time as Wangyou, and he had never asked about it. Was he that powerful?
This piqued Emperor Qianlong's curiosity, so he went to attend the lecture the next day.
Knowing that Emperor Qianlong was going to class, Ji Xiaolan stopped asking him questions about couplets or poetry and went straight to the Four Books and Five Classics, as well as humanities, politics, and history. At first, the older students could answer some of the questions, but later it became a one-man show for Yongji.
While he might not be able to recite the Four Books and Five Classics perfectly, he could answer any question randomly. He was particularly outstanding in humanities, politics, and history, and many of these were stories that Wangyou would tell Yongji as bedtime tales.
Gradually, the questions became more and more in-depth, and Qianlong couldn't help but join in.
When the lesson ended, Qianlong closed his eyes and remained silent. What his son had learned was no ordinary course; it was clearly the art of imperial strategy. How did he know this? He had figured it out after so many years of being emperor. Yet his sixth daughter had actually taught Yongji the art of imperial strategy.
Emperor Qianlong's face was full of complex emotions. It seemed that his daughter had even prepared his next successor. If he were to pass away one day, this daughter could immediately push Yongji to the throne. It seemed that all she had done over the years was to pave the way for Yongji.
However, Qianlong could not refuse, because there was no reason for him to do so. None of his existing sons could compare to Yongji, and even Yongqi, whom he had once groomed as his heir, was far inferior. After all, Yongji was much older than Yongqi; they were not even in the same league.
Emperor Qianlong suddenly understood the feelings of his ancestor, who had personally raised an outstanding son, only to ruin him in the end due to his fear of an unstable throne.
He was now a little worried about the chair he was sitting on, but after thinking about it, Qianlong realized it was pointless to worry. He should be happy to have such an excellent successor.
Besides, Qianlong himself knew very well that if he wanted to take action against Yongji now, Wangyou would not sit idly by, and he also knew that Wangyou was no longer someone he could touch.
"What is Father Emperor thinking about?" Wangyou walked into the Imperial Study and saw the various expressions on Qianlong's face. She couldn't help but ask with a smile.
Why are you here?
“Let’s see if you’re worried about your throne being unstable, and whether I’ll rebel and put Yongji on the throne.” Wangyou didn’t hide anything at all.
"I was indeed a little worried, but after thinking it over, I think you won't, as long as I don't make any major mistakes," Qianlong said with a smile.
"Don't worry, Father Emperor. I only hope that our country will become stronger and stronger, so strong that no one dares to provoke us. Besides, if I wanted to rebel, I would have done it long ago. Being an emperor is so tiring. You have to get up earlier than the chickens and sleep later than the dogs. If none of your sons were incapable of handling things, I wouldn't have raised Yongji." Wangyou sat to the side, swinging her feet, and said irritably.