"Slave Yi?...I am willing to go through fire and water for the emperor and the Qing Dynasty!"
Prince Gong also knew that now was not the time to retreat, so he knelt down to receive the order.
After all, he is the person closest to the throne besides the current emperor Xianfeng of the Qing Dynasty... Emperor Xianfeng's body is not good at all. He is short, thin, numb and lame, and he does not look like a human king. That’s all, and it looks like it’s going to be short-lived.
There are also rumors that he is not good...
If there is no son to take over by then, then Prince Gong will be the man appointed by the Qing Dynasty!
If Xianfeng had bad luck and gave birth to an unlucky son before he died...then wouldn't the country be troubled, and Lai Changjun would have to say it?
In the Qing Dynasty, the most suitable person to be the emperor is the eldest son, and it is generally recognized that he is Gong Laoliu!
How capable is he? He is knowledgeable about the past and present, has strong martial arts skills, is well versed in foreign affairs, and now he is also responsible for conquering demons!
In other words, the late emperor was so confused that he passed the throne to a son who was lame, numb, skinny, and stupid... But the children of the Eight Banners in Sijiu City and the civil and military officials in the court were all aware of this. Similar.
So he, Gong Laoliu, still has a chance, so he has to work hard to perform!
And if you want to work hard...you have to seize power!
How can you work hard if you don’t have the right?
Thinking of this, Prince Gong said in embarrassment: "But... although my servant knows some about Western affairs, he only knows some of the Westerners' strange skills and military methods, and how to conquer Westerners' demons." I don’t understand the method.”
"What should we do?" Emperor Xianfeng's pockmarked face darkened.
Not to mention, the pockmarked Qing emperor with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks looked a bit intimidating - he looked a bit like Kangxi!
Perhaps this is the reason why Daoguang passed the throne to him?
"Your Majesty, this slave can learn..." Prince Gong said, "There are lamas from the Rakshasa Kingdom in Beijing, and this slave can learn from them."
A lama from the Rakshasa Kingdom?
Xianfeng was stunned: "Can lamas catch Western monsters? If they have this ability, you don't need to find Rakshasa lamas. We have them in the Qing Dynasty! I will immediately issue an edict to the Snow Region and invite the biggest lama!"
Hearing what Xianfeng said, the few military ministers below were a little unable to hold their nerve...
Why doesn’t this emperor know anything?
"Your Majesty," Minister of Military Aircraft Qi Junzao interjected in a Shanxi accent, "the lamas of this Rakshasa are different from the lamas of the Snowy Land. They are not lamas who worship Buddha, but lamas who worship God... These lamas were born during the Kangxi period. For those who come to Beijing, there is the St. Nicholas Lamasery over Dongzhimen, which is their temple."
"St. Nicholas Lamasery?" Xianfeng thought about it for a while, but still couldn't remember.
Prince Gong Yi? reminded: "Your Majesty, Emperor Sejongxian also sent letters to the Zetian Empress Catherine II of the Rakshasa Kingdom through this St. Nicholas Lamasery back then! When we were children, we heard what the late emperor said This matter."
When I was a child...Xianfeng said in his heart: You are the only one with a good memory!
"Okay...just go find that Saint Nicholas Lama and learn how to defeat the Western monsters!"
"Your Majesty," Yi? said, "what is the name for this slave to go to see him? Lama Saint Nicholas is under the management of the Rakshasa Pavilion of the Guili Domain, and this slave has nothing to do with it..."
Ah, I want an official!
Only then did Emperor Xianfeng understand what his younger brother meant when he said these nonsense?
"Then... I'll give you the title of Minister of the Lifan Yuan," Xianfeng said. "In addition, you can also learn to walk in the military aircraft department!"
In fact, the Minister of the Military Academy is not a big deal. Today, the Lifan Yuan in the Qing Dynasty is just a Qingshui Yamen. But the "Military Aircraft Department Learning to Walk" is amazing, commonly known as the Military Aircraft Minister!
The local officials who went to Beijing to pay homage were called "charcoal respect", "ice respect", "jie respect", "bie respect"... no one could be missing the minister of military aircraft!
Moreover, Yi? is still a prince. Although he is just a "learner", the "all kinds of respect" given to him must be in accordance with the standards of a military aircraft!
You can earn tens of thousands of taels a year just by lying down!
Not to mention the various officials who came to ask for help...
Thinking that he would soon be rich, Prince Gong knelt down and kowtowed to his elder brother: "Slave Yi? Thank you for your grace!"
Xianfeng nodded and said, "Okay, let's go on our errands!"
Then he waved to Qi Junzao, Peng Yunzhang, and Mu Yin: "Kneel down, everyone!"
...
Seeing his good brothers Yi?, Qi Junzao, Peng Yunzhang, and Mu Yin retreating, Xianfeng finally let out a breath, stood up with the desk in front of him, and prepared to limp away.
His confidant, the young eunuch An Dehai, immediately came up to him, supported the "Crippled Sect" of the Qing Dynasty, and asked with a smile: "Your Majesty, it's getting late now, whose sign do you want to turn over tonight?"
Xianfeng thought for a moment, "Is Concubine Zhen's body feeling better?"
Concubine Zhen, whose surname was Niu Hulu, entered the palace in February this year. She was only sixteen years old. She was thin and petite, with an oval face and big eyes. She was very popular with Xianfeng. Moreover, she had a good background and was one of the five great heroes in the early Qing Dynasty. A descendant of Eyidu, the aunt is the third daughter of Prince Heshuo Zheng, Urgung'a. She is in poor health, suffers from severe stomach problems, and has amenorrhea... How can she give birth to a son with such a weak body?
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Physician said that Concubine Zhen's body and bones need to be taken good care of." Although Andehai knew that Xianfeng was a "little" child, he didn't have a son to take over now! So he had to tell him the Imperial Hospital's advice. "Lan Guiren is in good health..."
Lan Guiren, whose surname is Nala, is eighteen years old this year. He is indeed in good health. Although he is not a big man, he is still much taller than Concubine Zhen. He is about 1.6 meters tall, only slightly shorter than Xianfeng. And his body is He has also grown and weighs about a hundred kilograms, which is heavier than Xianfeng...
"Then let it be Lan Guiren!" Xianfeng sighed. In order to give birth to a son as soon as possible, he could only make do with Lan Guiren.
"twitter!"
Andehai responded and helped Emperor Xianfeng leave.
...
The sky was dark and it was already evening. A young man wearing the uniform of a fifth-rank official was following a palace guard as he walked through the palace that Prince Gong had just acquired on the south bank of Shichahai.
Although this young man was tall and burly, he seemed very reserved when walking in this majestic palace. He did not dare to look around and just followed the guard who led the way.
When he walked outside the door of a main hall, the guard who was leading the way suddenly stopped. The young man almost didn't stop and bumped into his back.
The guard turned back and glared at him, whispering: "Careful!"
After saying that, he bowed his hands to a eunuch who was standing with his head bowed at the entrance of the hall: "Father-in-law, please inform me that Bai Siwen, the supervisor of the Rakshasa Hall of the Lifan Yuan, has arrived."
The eunuch glanced at the young man, then turned around and tiptoed cautiously into the hall.
Only then did the young official named Bai Siwen look up and found a plaque with "Duofuxuan" hanging on the door of the main hall in front of him.
"Let him in!"
A young man's voice came from Duofuxuan.
The guard who led Bai Siwen in turned around and said, "The prince wants you to come in!"
Bai Siwen bowed his hands to the guard, straightened his official uniform, and followed the guard into the hall.
The main hall was lit with candles, but the light was still dim. When Bai Siwen looked up, he saw a large chair with blue cushions under a plaque reading "Tongde Yanxi". Sitting on the chair was a man wearing a blue robe. A young man was reading a book that looked like the Bible by candlelight.
He...can't be Guiziliu, right? What? He also wants to worship God?
While Bai Siwen was thinking about it, a second-grade official sitting on a round ridge beside him suddenly said, "Bai Siwen, why don't you be rude to Prince Gong?"
Only then did Bai Siwen react. He hurriedly bowed respectfully and said, "Bai Siwen, the supervisor of the Raksha Hall of the Lifan Academy, please be safe."
Prince Gong put down the Bible in his hand, looked at Bai Siwen, and muttered, "So young?" Then he asked the second-rank official, "Shengbao, does he understand?"
"Your Majesty, I have carefully asked the people in the Lifan Yuan. This Bai Siwen was born in the 17th and 17th assistant commander of the Manchurian Dutong with the Yellow Flag...His ancestors are Rakshasa people, and they have believed in Rakshasa for generations. God's religion."
This second-rank official turned out to be the elder brother of Na Guerjia Yuanbao, Shengbao who was officially a cabinet bachelor!
Shengbao and Yuanbao were both servants of the three surnamed commanders of the Xiangbai Banner, and Prince Gong was the small banner owner of the Xiangbai Banner. The military commanders where Shengbao and Yuanbao were located happened to be assigned to Prince Gong, although it was only in name, but Shengbao and Yuanbao have been Prince Gong's slaves since then.
Prince Gong nodded: "You are from Rakshasa Zuo... What is your last name?"
"Replying to the prince," Bai Siwen said, "the surname of the humble man is Popov."
"Popov..." Prince Gong asked again, "Have you ever read the Bible familiarly?"
"Replying to your Majesty, I am indeed familiar with the Bible."
"Then let me ask you, is there any record about the 'Bull Demon King' in the Bible?"
As soon as Prince Gong's question came out, before Bai Siwen could say anything, Shengbao laughed out loud: "My lord, are you kidding me? The Bible is not Journey to the West. How could there be a Bull Demon King?"
Gongqin Wangshengbao waved his hand, and then looked at Bai Siwen.
"So... there is one!" Bai Siwen said after considering, "There is no Bull Demon King, but there is a golden bull, which is recorded in the "Old Testament" and once caused an uproar..."
Chapter completed!