A Romantic Detective in the Qing Dynasty [Complete] - 17

In Chapter Thirteen of Episode 5,

the closer the convoy got to Kulun, the less Ulan spoke. I didn't know what she was thinking, but seeing the flush on her face when she glanced at me, I knew she might have something on her mind. Because there were many people around, I didn't press her, and just gave her a faint smile. Unexpectedly, her face turned even redder, and she lowered her head almost to her chest, causing Shu'er to pinch me. Then she whispered in my ear, "If His Majesty likes Sister Ulan, he can certainly bring her into the family. Don't be like a cat that steals fish!" I

was so angry that I picked Shu'er up and pulled her onto my lap, patting her little bottom.

Because she was already four months pregnant, I didn't dare to be too rough, just patting and tapping lightly. But the little one made a huge fuss: "Oh dear, His Majesty has a new favorite! He's going to beat Consort Shu to death!" I was

so angry that I had to flip her over, pull her close, and silence her screaming lips with a kiss.

This trick always works; it's the best way to silence people! Sure enough,

Shu'er stopped shouting and instead started smacking her lips with relish, making soft humming sounds through her little nose.

That evening, the caravan stayed at an inn. Having learned from the previous experience, Shu'er wouldn't let me get out of the car. She took her people down to search the inn thoroughly.

Taking advantage of the empty carriage, I secretly asked her, "Lan'er, are you afraid your father will object to our marriage?"

Her face flushed, and she threw herself into my arms, saying, "I think His Majesty's wound has healed, so please take me today! I'm worried that if Father finds out I'm a virgin, he'll still insist on holding the martial arts contest to find a husband on the fifteenth of August! His invitations have been sent out to all over the country for months; he cares about his reputation, and I'm afraid he won't be able to save face and will insist on holding the contest."

I was stunned: "Isn't the fifteenth of August just around the corner? I can't possibly be the emperor of a nation participating in a martial arts contest, can I? But her family has already arranged the contest. If I rush to deflower her now, wouldn't that be a sign of fear of that contest, and even more so, an attempt to intimidate her? It's not worth being branded as abducting a woman! Especially now that I'm trying to win over the hearts of the Mongols, a small act of impatience could ruin a great plan!" I pondered for a long time before making up my mind: I would disguise myself and go to the contest. With my Xuanyuan skill, surely I wouldn't lose? Besides, having come into this world, one should try something new—a martial arts contest to find a husband, to have some fun!

Seeing my hesitant expression, Ulan began to sob softly. I hugged her tightly and said, "When we get to Kulun, go home first. Trust me, I will handle this matter well! On the full moon of the fifteenth of August, I will definitely walk into the bridal chamber with you! You are my little wife, and I will not let anyone else take you away!"

Ulan stared into my eyes for a long time before saying, "If you don't appear when the moon rises, Ulan will die on the spot. Ulan's virginity belongs to Your Majesty, and I will never let another man touch her! Please, Your Majesty, do not deceive me!"

I laughed and said, "Since you know I am Your Majesty, you should believe that my words are imperial edicts, not child's play. Since your father has already sent out the invitation for the martial arts contest to find a husband, we cannot break it and make him lose faith with the world; even less can we let someone who has lost her virginity participate." "This tournament, which all warriors under heaven compete for, will only make you a laughingstock for your impurity! So today, I cannot touch you. I want all warriors under heaven to see the pure and chaste little Ulan! A beauty worth their long journey to Kulun to fight for!"

Ulan cried again, hugging me tightly and saying, "Your Majesty has thought too much for Ulan, but Ulan doesn't want to lose Your Majesty. If Ulan doesn't have Your Majesty's love in her life, Ulan would rather die!"

I kissed her and whispered, "Trust me, I will not only handle this matter well, but I will also make your father even more valuable, and make my little Ulan the pride of the Mongols!"

When the caravan passed through Kulun, I had Shu'er take the guards to escort Ulan and Fukulun to the Burjit Prince's Palace. When the people of the palace saw that the little princess had returned, they immediately ran to the inner palace to report, and the Burjit couple immediately ran out to welcome the group into the palace.

Having received my instructions, Shu'er didn't reveal a word, only saying, "Princess Ulan was injured by the Japanese in Bu Kui, but was rescued by my master. Today, the little princess has recovered, and we are returning her intact. We take our leave!" The Burjit

couple insisted on offering a token of gratitude, but Shu'er said, "My master said that Princess Ulan is beautiful inside and out, and it is our blessing to have her rescued. He said there is no need for a token of gratitude!" After saying this, she took her leave.

Ulan saw Shu'er off, her eyes glistening with tears, and whispered, "Tell His Majesty, if I break the agreement, Ulan will only face death!"

Shu'er whispered, "His Majesty is a fickle man; he'd do anything for his woman. Just wait patiently to enter the bridal chamber with His Majesty!"

Shu'er returned and told me what Ulan had said. After speaking, she pinched me: "Have you come up with a plan to steal my love? Come, tell me, let me hear it too!"

I spread my hands: "I'm completely confused right now, do you really want Shu'er's guidance?"

Shu'er slapped me: "Liar! You've already sent Ulan back; would you have been willing to let her go if you weren't absolutely certain?"

Our convoy traveled for another half day before arriving at Erden, the location of Zuo Baogui's headquarters. When Zuo Baogui heard that I had arrived at the border, he turned pale with fright and hurriedly led his men out to bring me into the headquarters building. He then began to complain to Li Xianglin, "Are you out of your mind? This place is so close to Russia, and you only have this many troops. What if Russian spies find out His Majesty's whereabouts? What will the Qing Dynasty do then?"

I laughed and said, "Don't make things so serious. I'm inspecting my own territory. What do I have to do with Russia? Come on, report to me on the situation here!"

After listening to his report for a day, I learned that he now has five armies of 120,000 men stationed in Ulegai, Khankh, Sukhbabi, Bayan Ula, and Manzhouli, as well as a national defense force of 10,000 men responsible for patrolling the border. I secretly rejoiced: "Good! If the Qing Dynasty had so many powerful troops stationed on the Mongolian-Soviet border, Stalin, that big shit, wouldn't have forcibly ceded our Mongolia to become a vassal state of Russia! What a socialist Soviet Union, utter shit, pure fascism!"

I visited several military camps and saw that although Zuo Baogui had come up with many measures, the soldiers' living conditions were still quite harsh due to the cold climate, barren land, and distance from economically developed areas. Fortunately, the soldiers here were all from poor backgrounds and were already quite content with their current conditions. I felt very uneasy. After observing for a while, I said to Shu'er, "We have to find a way to do something for the soldiers and help them improve their environment!"

Shu'er whispered, "Didn't His Majesty say that there's a type of plastic greenhouse that can solve the problem of overwintering vegetable cultivation? Could we help them with that?"

That was a good idea, but Zhen'er's Longxiang Chemical Plant hadn't yet produced plastic film, so they could only use glass covers for the greenhouses, which would be expensive and have poor insulation! The problem was whether Zhen'er's factory could actually produce plastic film; Yan'er had to think about that carefully. Winter was still some time away—wait, it's already quite cold here. These past few days, the sky has been overcast, a constant gust of wind is blowing, and even in our thin cotton coats we're still feeling cold. Is it going to snow soon?

Time flew by, and it was August 14th. That night, I quietly got up, put on some casual clothes, left a letter for Consort Shu, and then went to the balcony of the building, leaping across rooftops and ridges, leaving the defense zone of Commander Zuo Baogui's headquarters.

The sky was so overcast it looked like it could be wrung out, and the wind was even stronger, quickly piercing through my clothes. I shivered, but immediately perked up again: "Winning over the hearts of the people and gaining a beautiful wife—this is it! I cannot back down, nor can I hesitate!"

Once outside the city, I found the fast horse I had secretly arranged during the day and rode it towards Kulun.

At dawn, I saw Kulun, slowed the horse down, and swaggered into the city.

Kulun City was, after all, the largest castle within a radius of hundreds of miles. Although there were some Mongolian yurts on the outskirts, the city itself was well-maintained with orderly streets, towering buildings, and numerous shops with signs and vendors setting up stalls, presenting a prosperous scene. Because today, the fifteenth of August, was a major Chinese festival, the streets were even more crowded.

I inquired and headed towards the Burjit Royal Palace. From afar, I could see a sea of people in front of the tall and imposing gate of the palace. A colorful tent was erected in front, with a white banner embroidered with red flowers and the four golden characters "Martial Arts Contest for Marriage" displayed on it. On the platform, two young men were engaged in a lively exchange of blows; one was a thin youth, the other a large man. The thin youth's movements were skillful and precise, clearly indicating considerable martial arts ability, while the large man's skills were mediocre. After several exchanges, the thin youth feigned an opening, leaving his upper body vulnerable. The burly man was overjoyed and unleashed a powerful "Double Dragons Emerging from the Cave" move, his fists flying out towards his opponent's chest. The thin young man, slightly off-balance, slid aside, his left arm sweeping across, delivering a resounding thud to the burly man's back. The burly man, unable to stop himself, stumbled forward, landing hard and covered in dust. He scrambled to his feet, his face full of shame, and disappeared into the crowd. The onlookers cheered. The thin young man clasped his hands in a fist salute and said, "Kulun is a place where hidden talents abound, filled with countless masters and heroes. But I have long admired the princess, and today I have come to challenge her. I hope

you will all forgive my lack of understanding." Suddenly, someone shouted, "Stop your nonsense! The little girl is beautiful; who wouldn't want her? Why should I give her to you?"

The crowd burst into laughter. It turned out that the man who had stepped onto the stage was a fat man with a thick beard, easily over forty years old. The fat man shouted at the crowd, "What are you laughing at? He's holding a martial arts contest to find a wife, and I'm not even married yet. Does that mean I can't compete? Since ancient times, beauties have loved heroes, and heroes don't care about origins or age!"

The crowd laughed even harder. Ulan's face turned angry, her eyebrows furrowed, and she took off her outer fur coat, ready to leave the arena. It was only after Fukulun whispered something in her ear that she sat back down at the corner of the stage. Behind her stood four burly men, each with bulging temples, clearly the most powerful figures in the Ulan family, all undoubtedly highly skilled in martial arts.

The onlookers laughed and jeering, "You old man, you'll have to rely on your skills! If you win, the princess is yours! If you lose, she's someone else's!"

The thin young man said, "Alright, it's true that ambition knows no age! Old man, let's have a go!" He threw a punch. The fat man dodged to the side and retaliated with a punch. The thin young man was using Shaolin Arhat Fist, while the fat man was using Five Elements Fist—both external martial arts styles. The thin, agile youth moved nimbly, leaping high and low. The fat man, however, possessed powerful and ruthless punches and blows, his age masking a fierce and vicious attack. As the fight reached its climax, the thin youth lunged forward, delivering three consecutive blows to the fat man's waist. The fat man groaned three times, enduring the pain without flinching, and raised his right fist high, bringing it down like a giant hammer, striking the thin youth squarely on the head. Unable to withstand the blow, the thin youth collapsed to the ground, momentarily stunned, then suddenly pulled a dagger from his clothes and swung it towards the fat man's abdomen.

The crowd shouted, and the fat man leaped aside, drawing an iron whip from his waist. Both men concealed weapons. In the blink of an eye, blade and whip clashed, a fierce and lively battle ensued.

A burly man standing behind Ulan on the platform immediately shouted, "A duel is supposed to end with a point; please, neither of you, bring your weapons!"

The two fighters on the platform obeyed without question. Suddenly, the burly man lunged forward, kicking the skinny youth's dagger out of his hand, then grabbed the end of the iron whip. With a tug and a snatch, the fat man lost his grip and had to let go. The burly man slammed the iron whip to the ground.

The skinny youth and the fat man dared not utter a word, each picking up their weapons and disappearing into the crowd, fleeing amidst the roar of laughter.

Taking advantage of the moment, I leaped onto the dueling platform. When Ulan saw it was me, her mouth gaped open in surprise, almost screaming, but thankfully the little girl, Fukulun, covered her mouth. Her beautiful eyes were already brimming with tears, and she nodded gratefully at me.

I clasped my hands in a fist salute to the audience and said, "I also greatly admire your beauty and grace, and admire your kind and gentle nature. Today, I have come to this stage to make a fool of myself. Anyone who disagrees is willing to test

their skills!" Suddenly, a richly dressed young man leaped onto the stage, clasped his hands in a fist salute to me, and said, "Everyone has a love for beauty, so let me experience the skills of a valiant warrior!" As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve, turned to the right, and his left sleeve suddenly swept towards my shoulder from behind. Seeing his extraordinary skill, I was slightly startled and ducked forward, already slipping under his sleeve. But this young man's moves were incredibly fast; his right sleeve, carrying a strong gust of wind, pounced towards me again.

Everyone was shocked. Now, I was attacked from both sides, sleeves in front of me and above my head, making it impossible to dodge.

I smiled slightly, tapped my left foot, and my body shot backward like an arrow, my change of move incredibly swift. The young man had barely uttered "Good!" when I twisted in mid-air, my left foot flying out to kick him in the nose—a defensive tactic of offense. The young man was sent flying off the stage. He sprang back up

, landing steadily, his nose bleeding, but he clasped his hands in a fist salute and said, "Excellent martial arts! I truly admire you! Good luck, I'm leaving!"

At that moment, another young gentleman came up. He wore a lake-green satin undergarment, with a bright green handkerchief tied around his waist, which accentuated his handsome face and rosy lips. He clasped his hands in a fist salute and said, "Your martial arts are indeed formidable, sir! I'm itching to test my skills! As for the beautiful lady, she's surely mine for the taking!" With that, he raised his left palm, feigning a chop, but this time he revealed his true skill. A sharp, swift palm wind rushed towards me, carrying a chilling aura.

I sighed inwardly, "Who would have thought this handsome man could be so ruthless! I must take him seriously!"

Suddenly inspired, I unleashed my Xuanyuan Fist, my palms whistling through the air, my fists and feet moving with unpredictable speed, each strike aimed at the young master's vitals, relentlessly striking. The young master, terrified, turned pale and retreated repeatedly, no longer able to get within three feet of me.

He dodged and weaved, until finally he cried out, "Sir, please stop! I have no strength left to retaliate!"

I laughed heartily, withdrawing my fist and standing in the center of the platform.

The young master clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying, "Sir, your fists and feet are strange; may I ask which school you belong to?"

I smiled and replied, "It is my own creation, and I have no teacher!"

The young master, half-believing, clasped his hands again, saying, "I admire you, I admire you!" He then leaped off the platform.

I stole a glance and saw Ulan looking at me with tender, loving eyes. My heart warmed, and I clasped my hands in greeting to the crowd below

, saying, "This humble one has won by chance. Is there anyone willing to offer further guidance? If no one does, I'll surely win the beauty's heart!" As soon as I called out, several people flew onto the stage. I defeated several more in quick succession, each victory

more swift than the last, earning rounds of applause. By noon, snowflakes were falling, and the crowd dwindled until no one dared to challenge me anymore. Still unsatisfied, I continued to plead, but no one dared to step forward. Finally, the guards called out several times, and seeing no one left, they struck a gong, announcing the end of the competition. They then adorned me with red ribbons and flowers, and with music playing, welcomed me into the palace.

The warrior led me straight into a large hall, where a square-faced, broad-shouldered middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman who looked remarkably like Ulan sat upright at the head of the table. I knew I had to kneel in obeisance. But could I, the emperor, possibly perform this obeisance? I took a few steps, still pondering, when Ulan suddenly rushed out and blocked my way, hurriedly saying, "Father, Mother, come quickly and greet the Emperor of the Great Qing!"

She then knelt down herself, shouting, "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

While everyone in the room was still in shock, Xiao Fuzi called out, "Prince Berjit, receive the decree!" and entered with Li Xianglin, Shu'er, and my inner palace guards.

The prince and princess were dumbfounded and quickly knelt on the ground. Shu'er, while draping my imperial robe over me, whispered, "You really have a brilliant idea. Just wait until Empress Yan and Empress Fei pinch your butt!"

Xiao Fuzi read aloud, "By the grace of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: Ulanqiqige, daughter of the Burjit, is beautiful both inside and out, and has a long-standing reputation for virtue. I greatly admire her and hereby bestow upon her the title of Noble Consort Lan, allowing her to enter the palace to accompany me! So be it!"

The Prince and Princess hurriedly kowtowed in gratitude, saying, "Thank you for your great favor, Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor!"

Everyone in the room knelt down, never expecting that the victor on the stage would be none other than the Emperor himself!

I stepped forward and helped the prince up, saying, "Ulan and I were secretly betrothed long ago in Bu Kui, but knowing that Your Highness had already sent out invitations, I couldn't break my promise. Therefore, I came in disguise to compete. Fortunately, I did not disgrace your name and won by chance!"

Berjit repeatedly said, "I am ashamed. This sinful subject had wild thoughts and disturbed Your Majesty. I deserve to die! Fortunately, nothing serious happened. If something had happened, how could I, a subject, bear the responsibility!"

As I turned to help the tearful Ulan up, I said, "Your Highness is a pillar among the Mongols. How could you break your promise? I also do not wish to use my power to oppress others and cause resentment among the people. Now that I have won the competition, I have not lost Ulan, and Your Highness has not lost your integrity. Isn't this a happy ending for everyone?"

Berjit, with tears in his eyes, repeatedly said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for understanding my predicament! Thank you, Your Majesty, for your sincerity towards Ulan!"

Ulan nestled in my arms, and tears finally rolled down her cheeks, her face streaked with tears.

Episode 5, Chapter 14: Passion in the Boudoir. After

drinking rice wine and milk tea until my stomach was full, I staggered into the bridal chamber.

I was overjoyed! All the guests at the wedding were princes and celebrities from Mongolia. They were all amazed by my act of winning the bride through a contest, for not using my power to oppress them, and for treating them like ordinary people. This left a deep impression on them, and many sincerely expressed their determination to build a better homeland under the leadership of the Qing government and to be good subjects of the Qing for generations to come.

Entering the bridal chamber, the heated walls made it very warm. I looked at Ulan, sitting on the bed with its half-draped gauze curtains, illuminated by two huge red candles on the table. She wore a nearly transparent gauze dress, revealing her devilish figure, her high, full breasts, and even the two pink pearls were faintly visible. Her head was covered with a red veil like a Han Chinese bride. I knew that because I was the emperor, the prince had conducted all the wedding ceremonies according to Manchu and Han customs.

I walked over, and immediately, Ulan's faint fragrance and her nervous breathing made my penis instantly erect. I rushed forward, reached out and pulled off Ulan's veil. She let out a soft moan and threw herself into my arms. We embraced tightly. I turned and blew out the red candle on the table, then carried her into the gauze curtains. In a quick movement, we were naked before each other. Ulan reached out her small hand and gently grasped my penis, her whole body trembling, her breathing becoming rapid.

I asked softly, "Lan'er, are you scared?"

She replied softly, but with unusual firmness, "No, Lan'er is excited. Lan'er has dreamt of this for years, and today it's finally coming true! Lan'er is so happy! Come, my husband, let the little bird fly into my body. Lan'er longs to experience what it's like to be His Majesty's woman! Look, it's about to spread its wings and fly away; Lan'er is about to accept it!"

Saying this, she released her embrace and lay back on the bed: "Come, Lan'er is ready!"

I leaned down and kissed her tender face, then slowly moved downwards... I kissed her soft, delicate breasts, and took her little red pearl into my mouth. Her body trembled involuntarily, and she gripped me tightly, saying, "Come on, Lan'er wants it so much!"

I said, "Wait a little longer, it's too fast, it will hurt!"

She said without hesitation, "Lan'er knows, but Lan'er likes that feeling of pain. That pain is my husband's way of showing his love for Lan'er, that pain is the ritual of Lan'er stepping into my husband's family. Lan'er really wants to taste that heart-wrenching pain!"

I didn't listen to her, still savoring her little pearl with my mouth, my large hands still kneading her pert buttocks.

At first, her body was stiff and motionless, but gradually she began to moan softly, and her little buttocks began to wiggle.

I touched the peach; its skin had split open, and nectar was overflowing. I rolled over and embraced Ulan. A tempestuous storm raged, passion blazed, and we both reached climax after climax. Just as I was about to begin our passionate lovemaking, a flash of lightning illuminated the room as bright as day, followed by a sharp clap of thunder. I was slightly startled: "Snow thunder? My friend from the past, the writer Su Lianke, once wrote a novel called 'Snow Thunder,' which describes thunder during a blizzard. I thought it was just an exaggeration by the writer, but it turns out it's a real phenomenon in nature! Ah, spring is coming to the desert!"

Thunder rumbled, and lightning flashed. It was a time of bitter cold, with blizzards raging outside, yet strangely, thunder was rumbling. Truly, you don't know until you see it; the world is truly wondrous!

Lan'er hugged me tightly and whispered, "Why is it thundering on a snowy day? Isn't that unusual?"

I said, "Although the harsh winter is coming soon, spring in the desert should be coming too! Just you wait, I will make the people of Mongolia live the same good life as the people in the interior, and make this place even more closely connected with the interior!"

Lan'er pressed her head against my chest, listening to my thoughts, and murmured, "It's so beautiful to be the woman of the Emperor, those waves of pleasure, I thought I was going to fly! I can't live without the Emperor for the rest of my life, I want to be the Emperor's little tail!"

We made love all night, and finally fell asleep in each other's arms as dawn broke.

I woke up to find the sun already streaming into the bed curtains. I quickly got up and woke Lan'er, saying, "Get up! We need to greet your parents, or people will laugh at us for being a pair of little sluts!"

Lan'er jumped up, but stopped abruptly with a cry of "Ouch!" I pulled her close and bent down to look at her private parts. She was so embarrassed that she squeezed her thighs together and tried to push me away. But I wouldn't give up until I got my way. Eventually, she covered her eyes herself, but I still let her spread her legs and look for a long time.

Although her area hadn't torn due to foreplay and my deliberate tenderness, the excessive passion had made it swollen and red like a small steamed bun. I said, "Oh no, it's swollen! Looks like we'll have to go again!"

She chuckled, "Won't it swell even more if we go again? If you're going to make an excuse to play around, at least make one believable!"

I said, "I'm serious. Come on, I'll teach you the Three Cultivations technique. Although it's not very effective without someone, it's quite useful for treating this area! Let's try it and see, I guarantee it'll work immediately!" As

I spoke, I took off my clothes again. I taught her breathing techniques and the circulation of qi and blood while we practiced the Three Cultivations. Unexpectedly, she became so excited after trying it that she started shouting and yelling, her little bottom bouncing so hard the bed was shaking, and her moans were deafening. After one round, she refused to get up and insisted on going again. We did it three times in a row before she was still not satisfied. As she dressed, she said, "Good brother, with such good skills, why didn't you teach Lan'er yesterday? Did you want to test Lan'er's sincerity? Let me tell you, Lan'er's life is tied to His Majesty, don't even think about getting rid of me! Lan'er also wants to be like those other sisters, sharing His Majesty's burdens and contributing to the Long family! By the way, isn't it possible to have three cultivations? Let's call Sister Shu'er over later, and we'll try three cultivations again!"

I was so angry that I slapped her little bottom: "Are you ever going to stop? Sleeping in broad daylight, aren't you afraid people will laugh at you?"

She said calmly, "What's there to be afraid of? I'm with my husband, it's perfectly legitimate, what woman doesn't have such things?"

We walked out of the room, and the maids and servants all looked at us strangely. The warrior who protected the arena yesterday saw me and whispered, "His Majesty is not only good at martial arts, but also top-notch in bed! Shouldn't he teach us a few moves?"

This made Wulan and me blush bright red! I quickly said, "We can spar sometime!"

Upon hearing this, Ulan hurriedly pulled me away, glaring at me as we went, and complained, "It's all your fault! Why were you so forceful? The servants all heard! How embarrassing! Mother probably knows too; she brought me here yesterday, she must have been listening nearby! How can she face Mother now? You've gone too far, making her look like a little slut, how shameful!"

I whispered, "Mother is experienced; she knows the louder you moan, the more pleasure you feel. She'd be happy, wouldn't she? Didn't you just say it was perfectly legitimate? Besides, it's your fault; why didn't you say you were moaning too loudly?"

Ulan pinched me: "You made it feel so..." "So intense, I just couldn't control myself!"

Shu'er walked over with a smile and said, "Congratulations to Your Majesty and Lan'er on your marriage! This morning, even the Prince and Princess heard it at your door. The Prince laughed so hard he couldn't straighten up, and he even said Your Majesty is a first-rate romantic emperor! Hurry up and go over there. Commander Zuo is still waiting for Your Majesty at the Prince's place. Commander Zuo put the area around the Prince's mansion under martial law yesterday afternoon. He didn't sleep all night and is still talking to the Prince. He's worried about the safety here and wants us all to move over today!"

I blushed with embarrassment and quickly changed the subject, "Then let's all move over there, so he won't have to worry so much!"

Wulan lowered her head, not daring to look at Shu'er's face. Shu'er patted her shoulder and said, "Don't be shy, he's just that strong. He's made all of us sisters lose face. In the palace, you can hear him having sex with women even from several houses away!"

Stepping outside, everything was covered in white snow, dazzling in the sunlight. The maids and servants were clearing the snow, and little Fukulun was also working. I said, "Fukulun, stop working. Pack your and the princess's things and load them onto the carriage. We're going back to the military camp at noon! From there, we'll head back to Beijing and won't be able to come back for anything. Make sure you take everything you need!"

The little maid was stunned and stood there for a long time without moving, but tears streamed down her beautiful eyes. Ulan pinched her: "Silly girl, His Majesty wants to take you away, don't you want to go?"

She knelt down with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly, saying, "Thank you for your promotion, Your Majesty! This servant is willing to serve you for life!"

I laughed: "Serve you for life? You won't get married? Don't worry, when you're old enough, I'll find you a young and promising military officer and marry you off. Then you can just bring your children to visit me and the Princess!"

She hurriedly kowtowed again: "This servant wouldn't dare! This servant is willing to serve the Princess for life!"

Ulan pulled her up and patted her knees. The snow-covered figure said, "Silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about daring or not? Hurry up and thank him! He's the Emperor, and a king's word is law. You'll cling to him later and ask for a young, handsome officer! Get up! Didn't the Emperor say we shouldn't kowtow anymore? How can you always forget? You have no memory! Don't forget, we'll ask him for the person later! Get ready to go, I'll ask my father for you in a bit!"

After leaving there, Ulan told me that Fukulun and the others were all slaves, never free their entire lives. She said that going with us meant she would be freed from slavery, a meteoric rise, so she was hesitant to believe it.

I then realized that the Mongol slave system was a major shackle hindering the Mongol economy and had to be smashed. I decided to start this revolution with my father-in-law's family!

Entering my father-in-law's living room, he hurriedly waved his hand and quietly led me to a room away from the living room. Ulan was pulled away by her mother. The two women laughed and whispered in the inner room. I knew her mother would definitely ask her why she was shouting so loudly! Let's see how that little girl answers!

The prince closed the door before saying, "What a good man! He didn't sleep a wink all night, checking the guards again and again in the heavy snow! Hey, why does he call you Principal?"

I then realized he was afraid we'd wake the sleeping Zuo Baogui. I laughed and said, "We have an East Point Military Academy, and I'm its principal. All the current high-ranking officers are students from our academy, and they're all used to calling me Principal; it makes it seem more intimate!"

He laughed, "Good! With the gun protecting you, your throne is even more secure!"

I said, "It's not just that. Our old army was really terrible... the British..." "A few thousand soldiers utterly routed our tens of thousands, forced open our gates, burned down our Old Summer Palace, compelled us to sign numerous humiliating treaties, and seized control of our economic and political lifeline! Isn't that terrifying? I fear a repeat of the same mistakes, so I resolved to train an elite army, which led to the establishment of a military academy!"

The prince exclaimed, "Heroes have always emerged from among the young! I heard from Ulan that the interior has changed dramatically in recent years; I wonder if that's also due to your strategies?"

I was secretly delighted; he had brought up the issue, which saved me trouble!

I said, "Nothing much has changed. We've simply respected the people, given them the conditions to create a happy life through their labor, and encouraged them to enthusiastically build their homes. When their lives improve, society stabilizes, and the face of urban and rural areas changes!"

He pondered for a long time and then said to me, "Can our poor place change too?"

I thought for a moment and said, "Of course it can, but I'm afraid you won't be willing to give up your rights!"

He laughed, "What do I have to be unwilling to give up? Not to mention the dangers Ulan faced, even we—if it weren't for General Zuo leading a large-scale purge a few days ago, I would have been killed by those Japanese! I've seen through it all. If you're not strong, others will bully you. If those servants don't improve their lives, they won't fight for you. You'll be all alone!"

I laughed, "Your Highness truly understands the problem! If Mongolia wants to change its current state, firstly, we must abolish slavery and liberate them all into civilians, allowing them to live with pride and work happily; secondly, we must transform our farms and pastures into enterprises, turning shepherds and horse herders into our hired workers." They work, and we pay them wages, one monthly expense, more money for those with strong ability, less money for those with poor ability, help them settle down, give them hope in life, and let them continue to work hard for their own bright future!

He thought for a while: "Okay, listen to Long live, give me a hand, let's do what Long live said!" "

I said: "Well, I have to go back to the military camp in the afternoon, and I have to go back to Beijing in two days. I can't help you here. I will send you two people and ask them to help you, but you have to listen to him and respect his opinion!

He said in surprise: "Why are you leaving after only two days? Can you stay for two more days? We will be close and close!" "

I said: "No, the borders around us are not very peaceful. We have to step up our arrangements and be prepared before they take action! Lest we suffer the same loss as losing Vietnam and Myanmar!

He said: "Well, send someone here if you wish. I will definitely listen to him!" "

Ulan and her mother also came out. Her mother looked at me, her face turned red with embarrassment. I knew that the little guy must have betrayed me. Let's see how I deal with her at night!

Ulan asked the prince if she could take Fukulun with her, and the prince immediately said, "One isn't enough, have your mother take a few more for you!"

Lan'er hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, everything is managed by yourselves. We sisters each have a maid, Ulan can't be treated specially!"

The prince smiled awkwardly, "Alright, alright, Fukulun is yours. That girl has a kind heart, don't mistreat her!"

Back at the military camp, I immediately selected two bright young men from my guard regiment and explained the reforms of the pastoral areas in detail, sending them to the prince's palace as advisors. As soon as

the two reforms were announced, they were like salt thrown into a boiling oil pan, crackling and sparking everywhere!

The slaves in the prince's palace were ecstatic, kneeling and kowtowing to the prince for a long time. The prince consulted their opinions, paired the male and female servants of the palace with couples, allocated them houses, set wages, and paid them their wages in advance. Immediately, one happy event after another was held in the prince's palace.

Next, the farms and ranches under the prince's residence implemented a contract system, rehiring herdsmen and managers, helping them settle down, arranging housing and yurts, and establishing a reward and punishment system, such as rewarding a herdsman with a male lamb for every ten lambs bred, and a female lamb for every fifteen. This mobilized everyone's enthusiasm, and the prince's agricultural and pastoral development company rapidly developed, and the prince's territory quickly prospered.

But the surrounding princes were furious: "Is he bored? Does he have money to burn?" Curses and disturbances in the prince's territory were rampant. But the prince's guards were not to be trifled with. Having just settled down and established themselves, they were not about to let anyone cause trouble. They immediately descended like tigers from the mountains, beating the troublemakers to a pulp! But that winter, a blizzard, the worst in

a century in Mongolia, struck, and many horses, cattle, and sheep froze to death. Although the disasters in the prince's territory were no less severe than in other places, not a single lamb died or a single ox or horse froze in his agricultural and pastoral development company.

The herdsmen, fearing the lambs would freeze, kept them in their own yurts, feeding them cornmeal porridge and providing thick fur coats for the ewes that had given birth. How could anything go wrong?

Although the prince had to spend a fortune, his company flourished. With the redistribution and rewards I gave him, his influence quickly spread across half of Inner Mongolia, and his company's products became the largest meat production base, reaching markets worldwide.

Kulun's reforms were like a thunderclap in a snowy day, shaking the Mongolian region, breaking the ice of the coldest days, and ushering in spring. Just as their reforms were progressing smoothly, we encountered new troubles in rural Shandong.

Episode 5, Chapter 15: A Sudden Storm

"Woo-er-wa, woo-er-wa—"

A cheerful suona horn sounded from afar, heading straight for Haomiao Village in northern Juye, Shandong. A sedan chair carrying two people and a wedding procession rode excitedly along the country road. Leading the procession, riding a small donkey and wearing a red flower, was Dong Chuanhe, a farmer from Haomiao Village and today's groom.

The Dong family had been single-son families for three generations, so poor they owned neither land nor house, and he had long made a living working for landlords. After the land reform, he rented ten mu of land from the government. Because he spent all his time in the fields, diligently weeding and hoeing, the harvest was good, and the family had some extra money. He then arranged a marriage with a woman from another village named Ai Hongying. She was quite beautiful and extremely gentle and virtuous. The young man was overjoyed, and as they walked, he kept humming folk songs along with the suona horn.

Suddenly, more than twenty men in black, wielding knives and clubs, leaped out from the roadside and blocked the sedan chair. The leader, a short, stocky man resembling Wu Dalang, grinned with prominent teeth and said, "Do you recognize me? I'm the infamous Yue Ermizi, Master Yue! I've heard this little wench is quite pretty. I don't need to lay a hand on you. If you know what's good for you, get out of my way and leave the wench here for me to have a taste! Hehe, I've had this taste for years—nothing less than fresh, no more! After three days, the freshness will be gone, and I won't have any more! If she pleases me, I'll release her. If she doesn't, I'll take her back and let my brothers digest her slowly. When..." "Take good care of the brothers, and I'll give them back to you!"

Dong Chuanhe was furious upon hearing this: "Who do you think you are? Why should you let me harm my wife? Is there no law? This is the Qing Dynasty! Aren't you afraid the authorities will arrest you and put you in jail?"

The short-legged tiger laughed: "What Qing Dynasty? I'm a Catholic of the Kingdom of Germany, protected by the Church. Do you think the authorities would dare touch a hair on my head? Come on, take it from me!"

Dong Chuanhe knew a few moves, but when the wedding party saw the fight break out, they all ran away. He was all alone and was beaten half to death, left by the roadside. The sedan chair was carried away by the bandits.

Coincidentally, the villagers' self-organized Big Knife Society was practicing. Upon hearing the story from the escaped man, they immediately sent someone to inform their leader, Zhu Hongdeng, and dispatched more than a dozen men, armed with big knives, to intercept the sedan chair via a shortcut.

Yue Ermizi, riding on his horse, listened with delight to the cries and wails from inside the sedan chair. He grinned widely and said, "Screw your crying! It's your good fortune to deflower you, you little devil! Ask me, I have three rules: I won't deflower someone who isn't handsome, docile, or seductive! Don't think you can get away with it just because I won't deflower you. You'll have to let my pack of wolves have their fill! Seventy or eighty brothers, one round and I guarantee you'll be in heaven!"

He had barely finished speaking when a group of men with knives and red headscarves blocked his path. He was startled, but looking around… These dozen or so men immediately charged forward angrily, shouting, "Make way! Can't you see your Grandpa Ermi is going back to his bridal chamber? Can you take responsibility for ruining this?"

One of the men, a burly man with sideburns, brandished his sword and said, "Put him down and come with us to the authorities to turn yourself in, or we'll spare your lives. Otherwise, we'll wipe out this bunch of bastards today!"

Ermi grinned, "You think you can stop me? You don't even know your place!" With that, he drew a sword from behind him, leaped off his horse, and slashed at the bearded man.

This guy had studied swordsmanship with a martial arts master for a few years, and while he didn't consider himself the best, he was close enough. So he didn't take the bearded man seriously at all, and swung his sword with a powerful, splitting motion.

Clang! The clash of their blades sent a jolt through his arms and a sudden cramp in his legs. Looking at his own blade, he saw a large gap in the hilt. He knew he was in deep trouble. He immediately leaped back onto his horse, shouting, "Fine, for your sake, I'll return the beauty to you! Kids, get out of here!"

He spurred his horse and galloped away.

The man with the sideburns and his men gave chase, keeping him pinned down for a second. They stormed into the church of a German pastor named Xue Tianzi, where Xue knelt and wept, "Merciful Lord, save your suffering children! The rioters are killing us!"

Xue Tianzi quickly waved his hand, summoning a German servant: "Take them inside! I'll handle this!"

He then rushed to the entrance, blocking the surging crowd of the Big Sword Society: "This is a sacred German Catholic sanctuary; you lowly Chinese have no right to enter!" The man

with the sideburns brandished his sword, saying, "I don't care what church or religion it is! I only know that a group of robbers just slipped inside. We must arrest them and take them to... " "The government office!"

Xue Tianzi shook his head vigorously. "No, no! There are only children of the Lord here, never robbers! If you have also converted to Catholicism, you can go in; otherwise, you cannot take a single step!"

Just then, Zhu Hongdeng, the leader of the Big Sword Society, arrived. After learning the reason, he angrily said, "We don't care about any Christians. We only know that this is our Great Qing territory. Those robbers violated the laws of the Great Qing, and the Great Qing must deal with them. Your church was built on Chinese territory, so it must be subject to the jurisdiction of the Chinese government. There is absolutely no such thing as a country within a country! Men, go in and arrest them!"

Xue Tianzi tried to stop them, but was pulled aside by the Big Sword Society members. The Big Sword Society took away several ringleaders and held a public trial in Juye. They also found that Yue Ermizi, under the protection of the church, had committed crimes such as robbery, murder, and opium trafficking. Zhu Hongdeng then dragged Yue Ermizi and several ringleaders into the Juye County Hall.

County Magistrate Deming'a was a Manchu from the Banner system. He didn't believe in Catholicism, but his concubine, Fu'er, was a devout Catholic and also Xue Tianzi's mistress. She would meet Xue Tianzi at church every two or three days. Today, upon hearing from her lover that his followers had been arrested by the Big Sword Society, she immediately tugged at Deming'a's beard, pouting and whining, "No! You must get him back from those thugs! Those people are children of God, just like me. They are not robbers; those accusations are fabricated by the thugs!" Deming'a

doted on his concubine. Hearing her words, he was already planning to send troops to retrieve Yue Ermizi. Now that the man had been returned, he grinned broadly and said, "Very well, hand him over to me. I will conduct a thorough investigation and sentence him strictly. I cannot let bad people disrupt the laws of my Great Qing!" He then waved his hand and said, "Guards! Throw these bastards into jail! I will investigate and deal with them immediately!"

As soon as the Big Sword Society left, Deming'a immediately handed Yue Ermizi over to Xue Tianzi, but told him, "Tell them to behave themselves for now. Our governor, Yuxian, is a close friend of Li Bingheng. He doesn't have a good impression of foreigners. If we mess with him, we'll be in deep trouble!"

Xue Tianzi shook his head: "No, no, if he messes with us Germans, he'll really be in deep trouble!"

Yue Ermizi, like a mad dog released from its cage, led several hundred Catholics towards Haomiao Village. Upon hearing the news, the villagers of Haomiao Village fled into the mountains. Yue Ermizi, unable to find anyone, set the village on fire!

This enraged the Big Sword Society. Gongs were sung everywhere, and horns blared in every village. People carrying knives, guns, forks, and hoes pressed towards Yue Ermizi's bandits from all directions.

Yue Ermizi was terrified. He hurriedly led his men into the church, closing both the courtyard and the church doors as soon as they entered. The Big Knife Gang, enraged, didn't care about the church itself; they smashed and beat it open, storming in and hacking and slashing hundreds of bandits, leaving them screaming in agony. They dragged Yue Ermizi to the county government office, pounded the drums loudly, and then beheaded him right there in front of the office. A notice was posted on the wall, listing Yue Ermizi's crimes and the previous time he had been captured and handed over to the authorities, including the story of Deming'a's promise to severely punish the bandits he had secretly released. Deming'a,

fearing exposure, trembled with fear and didn't know what to do. Having just enjoyed a passionate night with Xue Tianzi, Fu'er entered the house and immediately had the notice torn down. She said to Deming'a, "Look at you, you coward! You can't even handle such a small matter. Isn't this perfect? Report it to the higher authorities and have His Majesty send troops to suppress the bandits!"

"Suppress—suppress bandits? What bandits? Ermizi's gang, they were all wiped out by the Big Knife Society!" Deming'a said, trembling with confusion.

Fu'er tapped his head and said, "You're such a coward! Can't you say that the White Lotus sect, with its 'Anti-Qing, Support the Ming' ideology, is causing trouble in Juye? His Majesty is most afraid of those people. They don't have any 'no' signs on their heads, let the officials arrest them!"

Deming'a thought this made sense, and hurriedly had his clerk write a report while simultaneously embracing Fu'er, ready to make love.

Fu'er had just been filled with desire by the German, and her lower body wasn't clean yet; how could she let Deming'a touch her again? Moreover, she and the German had just been having a wild time in the church's secret room, scaring the Big Sword Society half to death. She was still weak all over. If Xue Tianzi hadn't told her to come back and incite Deming'a to file a complaint, she probably wouldn't have been able to walk, let alone brave the storm. She turned her little bottom and said, "Get lost! I'm tired and need to rest!"

The petition reached Governor Yuxian, who read it for a long time before summoning the warrior He Yong and saying, "Come with me to Juye!" He also summoned the Provincial Surveillance

Commissioner Zhang Ruxin and gave him instructions. Yuxian, disguised as a fortune teller, entered Juye, investigated the facts, and was so angry that he immediately led his troops to arrest Deming'a. He summoned the Big Sword Society leaders, criticizing their private killing of bandits and explaining that they should be handed over to the authorities. He added that if there were problems in the county, they could be handed over to the provincial or prefectural government. He also affirmed their efforts in maintaining local order and protecting the people. Zhu Hongdeng was completely convinced.

Seeing that Yu Xian clearly supported the Big Sword Society, the German missionary Xue Tianzi went to Beijing and reported to the German minister that the Shandong governor was supporting the White Lotus Rebellion.

Germany had been looking for an excuse to seize Jiaozhou Bay in Shandong as its naval base in China, and the German minister in Beijing, Baron Heijing, needed a way to instigate an incident. After dismissing Xue Tianzi, he immediately sent an urgent telegram to the German Foreign Ministry, saying that the German Juye Missionary Society branch had been burned down and missionaries had been killed.

Kaiser Wilhelm immediately dispatched a naval force to support several German warships already stationed in the Chinese coast, preparing to seize the Qingdao fortress and occupy Jiaozhou Bay.

Upon receiving Wilhelm's reply, Heijing immediately sent assassins to Juye. In the middle of the night, they broke into Xue Tianzi's bedroom, killed both men sleeping in the bed, and then set fire to the church, burning it to the ground.

Unexpectedly, on the third day, Xue Tianzi, who had been murdered and then burned to death, appeared at the door with a young Chinese woman, weeping and wailing.

This terrified Hai Jing so much that he was utterly astonished. Looking at Xue Tianzi, his teeth chattered: "You, you—weren't you murdered? Our Emperor Wilhelm even sent a diplomatic note to the Chinese government!"

"I was lucky to escape with my life! My two friends had just arrived from Germany. They had nowhere to stay, so I gave them my place and went to stay at Fu'er's house. Who knew that those damned thugs would destroy the church that night! My two friends were also killed! Baron, you must avenge me!" Xue Tianzi cried.

After thinking for a long time, Hai Jing finally said, "Don't go anywhere. Stay in the embassy and be my secretary. Xue Tianzi was killed by rioters yesterday. You're Heidemann's secretary now! If you want to live, don't leave this compound without me! As for her, she needs a new name. You can figure it out yourselves!"

Xue Tianzi was confused, but the minister's words were God's command, so he had to obey. He took Fu'er, who had been renamed Jenny, and moved into the German embassy.

When I returned to Beijing, notes from Germany, Britain, France, and the United States arrived, saying that there had been incidents of Christians being beaten and churches being vandalized by rioters in Shandong, Sichuan, and the Liangjiang region. They strongly demanded that the Chinese government severely punish the rioters and severely punish Yu Xian, the Shandong governor who condoned them! Otherwise, each country would send troops to help the Chinese government suppress the rioters!

I laughed. These Russians really don't know their own limitations. You've come all the way to China to fight a war. Even if your national strength is strong, can you withstand that long transportation line? But it's too early to fight you now. Your few Russian soldiers are no match for me. I need to let you go crazy a bit more, enough for me to have a good fight, enough for me to take the opportunity to cancel those unequal treaties!

Endure! I'll let you be smug for a few days! I agreed to the demands of several foreign envoys, detained Zhu Hongdeng and some key members of the Big Sword Society, removed Yu Xian from his post as governor, imprisoned Zhu Hongdeng and others in the Ministry of Justice prison in Beijing, and summoned Yu Xian to the capital. The government issued an edict, carefully chosen and evasive in its wording: "Recently, theft has been rampant in various provinces, and cases involving religious groups have emerged one after another. Many people have pointed the finger at these groups as bandits. However, considering that there are different kinds of groups, these unscrupulous individuals form gangs and alliances, relying on their numbers to cause trouble, which is difficult to forgive under the law. Lawful citizens, on the other hand, either learn skills to protect themselves and their homes, or unite with their villages to protect each other—this is the essence of mutual support. In handling such cases, we will only ask whether they are bandits or not, whether they have committed any offenses, regardless of whether they are religious or not. Our people should also prioritize protecting their homes and families, and not listen to..." "Do not incite trouble and instigate war, nor use force to bully the people; may the common people live in peace and tranquility, and be relieved of their worries and anxieties. This is our greatest hope."

Although the wording was vague, the message was quite clear. No wonder the French minister, Bisson, commented: "It conveys a double meaning: as long as the emerging defense forces are not subversive, they will not be suppressed." However, the ministers of several countries read the document word by word several times, but they couldn't find any fault with it or seize any grounds for attack. They had no choice but to swallow their anger.

Germany couldn't find any grounds for attack, and war didn't break out. However, the warships that had arrived didn't return but stayed in the British sphere of influence at the mouth of the Yangtze River.

As a result, more than thirty foreign warships and more than 40,000 troops were stationed in our coastal waters.

Zhang Zhidong and Li Bingheng both advocated withdrawing some warships from the First Island Chain. I laughed and said, "It's just these thirty-odd ships, isn't it? Let our forts have a taste! Our fleet can just close the gates then. This little bit of Russian stuff isn't enough for our army!"

I looked at Yu Xian's memorial, which said, "The spread of Catholicism among foreigners doesn't focus on the propagation of doctrine or the example of believers, but rather relies on the protection of unequal treaties, the military support of the great powers, and the cultivation of anti-government forces. Among those who convert to Christianity, few are literate and reasonable; many are idle and scoundrels. Some are too poor to make a living and hope the church will provide capital for trade; others, fearing they will not win lawsuits, turn to the church to use its influence to fight; some even commit crimes elsewhere and use the church for protection; some are pursued by landlords for rent and rely on the church for revenge. These are just a few examples of various problems, all of which are factors that cause social instability and urgently need attention and should be stopped!"

I felt this man was clear-headed and capable, so I secretly summoned him to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

I saw that Yu Xian was only in his thirties, tall and slender, with a dashing appearance, so I smiled and said, "Your Excellency, some people say you're a butcher. I wonder if you earned it by killing foreigners or innocent civilians?"

He knelt on the ground and said, "Neither. I have only killed ten people so far, all of them thugs and corrupt officials. This is documented. This nickname is given to me by the people to encourage me to kill all the foreigners who have insulted my compatriots. It must be the meaning of 'butchering sheep' (foreigners)!"

I laughed and said, "What a fine 'butchering sheep' (foreigners) minister! What are your thoughts on my dismissal this time?"

He thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty is waiting, waiting for the right opportunity. Your Majesty is afraid that I will ruin Your Majesty's grand plan to exterminate foreigners!"

I laughed heartily. "Zuochen, Zuochen, you are truly my advisors! Good, now say nothing, take Zhu Hongdeng and the others to the military academy to report. From today onwards, all of you will change your names. Your real names are in my Ministry of Justice prison, and your real identities are in my military academy. I hope you understand the hardships of the nation, understand my good intentions, study diligently, and four years later, you will lead troops to slaughter foreigners! Become true butchers!"

Chapter Sixteen of Episode 5: A Pretty Face Greets Me .

Hearing that Wei Liangwen had returned, I didn't bring anyone with me. Dressed in plain clothes, I hurriedly ran to the Chinese Academy of Sciences. After entering, I ran up to the third floor and excitedly pushed open the door to the vice president's office.

She was indeed in the room, but she was disguised again, her face slightly dark. Although I couldn't see her face directly, I could tell it was her from her long, flowing hair and her exquisite figure. She was sitting at her desk, her slender hands tidying up the things on it.

She seemed oblivious to my arrival, still intently organizing her books, occasionally picking one out and placing it aside. A sudden idea struck me. I quietly approached from behind and abruptly covered her eyes. She froze instantly, and after a long pause, said, "Is that Dean Wei? Why are you back so soon? I helped you organize your books. The letter you left for His Majesty is still here; he hasn't arrived yet!"

"What, Dean Wei?" I was stunned. Wasn't she my Wenwen? This was a mess! I, the emperor, had covered the eyes of a complete stranger—wasn't that a bit too frivolous? Had I gone a little too far with my flirtatious behavior? I had no idea how to handle this! Awkwardly frozen in place, it took her a while to remember to let go of his hand. Making conversation, she said, "Ahem, she certainly has a lot of books! Thank goodness you helped her organize them! Hehe, I—I thought it was your Dean Wei! Why isn't she here again? I needed to discuss work with her!"

The maidservant hurriedly knelt on the ground, her head almost touching the floor, saying, "This servant deserves to die, please forgive me, Your Majesty! Dean Wei went to the machine factory; she might be back later! This servant was helping the Dean organize her things. Your Majesty, please sit down, this servant will pour you some tea! There's a letter Dean Wei left for Your Majesty on the table; she instructed you to read it slowly!"

With that, she hurriedly left. She didn't even bother to close the door, and for some reason, her steps were unsteady, her body trembling slightly, her legs so weak she felt she couldn't move. She walked hurriedly, almost bumping into the doorframe. Could it be that I've upset her? No way, I didn't mean it; she should understand!

The girl's departure made me even more uneasy. It took me a while to snap out of my embarrassment and sit down at my desk, my heart gradually calming down. Wait, where did that girl put her tea? Why hasn't she come back yet? Did she frighten me? Of course, no young girl wouldn't panic if a strange man suddenly covered her eyes with his hand! What a sin, what a sin!

I glanced at my desk and sure enough, there was a letter addressed to "Your Majesty." I picked it up, pulled out the envelope, and after just one glance, I jumped up: "Damn it, this girl just ran off right under my nose? And she tricked me so badly? She's too good at deceiving me!"

The letter was only a few lines long: "Your Majesty, I've tricked you again. Please forgive my disrespect! But there's nothing I can do. I still don't know how to greet you! Although the wounds in my heart have long since healed, and my heart belongs to you, how to greet a man I love is a completely new challenge for me. I'm so flustered, I have no choice but to flee!"

I was both angry and amused. This little girl is too cunning; I can't guard against her at all! Helpless, I could only sheepishly return home.

As soon as I entered, I saw Yan'er winking and grinning at me. Damn it, Wen'er tricked me today; she definitely knows. That woman is laughing at me! I ignored her and went back to my bedroom.

Hey, she's shameless! She came over, hooked her arm around mine, and followed me into the room. She pulled me onto the bed, pulling down my pants as she said, "Were you feeling pent up again? Wanting to sneak around but getting played?"

I slapped her little bottom angrily, saying, "How come she has so many tricks up her sleeve? I can't guard against her at all!"

Yan'er laughed, "Silly! You can't even tell the difference between your own love and her! You covered her hand, and she still managed to escape! Aren't you embarrassed? Do you really love her, or are you just playing with her? Let me tell you, love is fine with Yan'er, but playing with someone's feelings is not! You've ruined Wenwen's calm and innocent heart!" "If you dare to reject her after I've brought her back to life, I'll kill you, even if no one else says anything!"

I was so angry that I reached out to grab her, wanting to pull her over and give her another beating, but instead, a powerful dragon claw grabbed one of her plump breasts, and a spurt of white milk sprayed all over my face: "Damn it, she has a secret weapon!"

Yan'er laughed and rolled all over the bed. After I wiped my face, looking at her alluring body, I pounced on her and started practicing my three cultivations, killing her until she screamed and shouted. Soon, I called Fei'er over, and she immediately joined the battle. The three of us were having a great time, which attracted a group of onlookers. Several of my wives were envious and eager to try. I realized that things were not going well, so I quickly grabbed my clothes, naked, and slipped out of the bedroom! Ouch, it's so cold. I realized that it was already February 1, 1897.

I went into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, dressed, and looked at the official reports from various places. The conflict between the Boxers and the churches was getting worse and worse, and it would probably erupt before 1900! Tell Wang Songwei that we need to control the pace a bit and give us more time to prepare. Going to war with the Eight-Nation Alliance is no small matter; our country is still recovering from a major illness and needs a few more years to recuperate!

The three Yunyan fighter jets have passed all tests and are ready for mass production. The problem now is a shortage of aluminum plates; we have to import from the US and UK. Our own aluminum production is too low, and we have too little aluminum ore—it simply can't meet the demand! I immediately thought of Australia, which holds 35% of the world's aluminum reserves. It's still in British hands; they've only built some villas there and spend their time hunting and enjoying the autumn breeze. I need to hurry and get that land to solve China's aluminum shortage problem. Besides, it's a great place—warm climate, fertile land, and lush grasslands. We can't let European immigrants get their hands on it; it should be a treasure trove for my Long family to develop!

Damn it, Britain is stirring up trouble in Tibet again. That Dalai Lama has even made friends with the British. Is he planning to betray his country? His family history has this problem; we need to give him a warning and make him behave!

Russia is speeding up the construction of the Trans-Siberian Railway, is it trying to complete it at the same time as the Heilongjiang-Dalian Railway? It seems they want to accelerate their advance into China! This polar bear has always been our most dangerous enemy; we must be wary!

Britain has eleven warships anchored in the Yangtze River, truly ambitious! Should we send in the Navy SEALs to capture a few? But not now, the timing isn't right! Right, we need to expand the Navy SEALs further, making them a deterrent force for our nation!

Damn it, when will those unequal treaties be abolished? They have spheres of influence scattered across China, with their warships and troops stationed there—it's unbearable!

Looking at the various official gazettes, I felt the weight of the pressure on my shoulders! I felt I should immediately convene a royal conference to hear the situation from all sides, deploy the next steps, accelerate our construction, and race against these imperialists!

I summoned Xiao Fuzi and Xiao Caizi, and had them issue a notice that a royal conference would be held on February 8th, inviting the Premier and Vice Premier, State Councilors, ministers and vice ministers of all ministries, commanders of all major military regions, commanders of the army, navy, and air force, commanders of all fleets, the president of Peking University, the president and vice president of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, the Prince of Kulun of Mongolia, the King of Korea, and the King of Ryukyu to attend. No one was allowed to be absent; attendance was mandatory.

Xiao Fuzi left, and Yan'er came over. I said, "Go and call Fei'er; the three of us need to discuss something!"

A moment later, Fei'er arrived. Having just undergone three rounds of cosmetic surgery, both Fei'er and Yan'er were radiant and beautiful. They sat on either side of me, their heads resting on my shoulders.

I pulled a long face and said, "Everyone, find a seat. Let's have a meeting. We've been in this world for exactly ten years, and we haven't had a proper summary yet. Today, let's do a good review and discuss our next steps!"

Before I could finish, Yan'er said, "I have an idea. Although the three of us came into this world together, after all this struggle, all the sisters in our family have united with us, including that little sister Wenwen who was hiding from you today. The other day, in order to get the plane flying, she..." She worked tirelessly at the aircraft factory for a month, eating and sleeping on the construction site. She lost weight, but even in her sleep, she would say, "Don't worry, Wenwen will definitely complete the task you assigned me!" When the plane was finally built, she insisted on taking it for a test flight with the pilot, which almost scared me to death! I heard you were injured, and she secretly cried until her eyes were swollen, but she was too embarrassed to say anything. However, she kept seeing me off, and I saw her standing there with tears in her eyes! I noticed she had a small gold necklace, and inside the heart-shaped pendant was a small photo. I secretly looked at it while she was taking a shower that day; it was your picture. "She should have been part of our family long ago! The problem is she hasn't overcome her inner conflict! We need to help her do that and integrate into our family as soon as possible! That's why I'm saying this – we should all call them here for a proper family meeting, to summarize our experiences and discuss our next steps!"

I was speechless and could only ask Fei'er, "What do you think?"

Fei'er smiled, "I'm very happy to have such a generous sister. If it weren't for her generosity, you would have dumped me, and I don't even know where I am now!" "Now, you've already got a whole entourage of followers, and she even dragged Wenmei over to you! What can I say? I'll just listen to my sister. When we first came into this world, there were three of us. Now these sisters are bound to us through thick and thin; we shouldn't throw them out here again!"

There was nothing I could do. Two to one (or maybe three to zero; I really think the two queens' opinions make a lot of sense), I could only say, "Then you should notify them. You decide the time!" I knew everyone else would come immediately, but Wenwen would be a different story.

Unexpectedly, Yan'er said, "Feimei will notify them, I'll go call Wenwen. We'll have a family dinner at noon. Feimei, take them to prepare now. We'll have the meeting after lunch, and it'll be over whenever it's finished!" With that, she stood up and left.

Fei'er pinched me and said, "Try to tone it down from now on! That's enough for a whole table, not even counting the children!"

I laughed and said, "Didn't all those emperors have three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines? We can't let them outdo us!"

Fei'er pinched my thigh hard, making me jump in pain. "Are you trying to murder your husband? I'm the father of your two children! If anything happens to me, they won't have such a good father as me!"

"Let me tell you, we came from the same world, we should be equal. Let bygones be bygones. If you dare to find someone else, I'll go out and find a gigolo too, we need to maintain balance!" Fei'er said, tears welling in her eyes.

I knew this was a real problem, and I really needed to tone it down from now on! After

they both left, I closed my eyes and leaned back in my armchair, thinking about the issues we needed to discuss. Before I could even get a clear idea of what to do, I hurriedly went to sleep.

I don't know how long I slept; I was drenched in sweat when Yan'er woke me up. Seeing the fur coat Empress Dowager Cixi had given me covered in my clothes, I asked curiously, "Didn't I tell you to give it to Wen'er? Why is it back today?"

Yan'er chuckled, "I was just about to ask you that! How come the clothes my sister Wenwen wore are now covering you? Is it some kind of possessive thing?"

Hearing this, I immediately perked up. This was clearly telling me Wenwen was here! This was a family meeting; she would be attending. Wasn't the implication obvious? Ha, she finally couldn't escape my grasp!

However, I didn't dare show it. I just stood up, hanging up my fur coat as I asked, "Where are Fei'er and the others?"

Yan'er took my arm and said, "Come on, they're all preparing the banquet at Ti Shun Tang. It's all ready now, and they asked me to invite you!"

I asked casually, "Does she know this is a family banquet and gathering?"

Yan'er chuckled, "She? Which 'she'?"

My face flushed, and I said calmly, "You know perfectly well, why are you asking?"

"Oh, you're asking about 'her'? Of course I know, otherwise, would she come? Of course, she wouldn't let go of the opportunity to have a place in her husband's family!" Yan'er said with a smile, but I didn't believe it. With Wei Liangwen's personality, she would never easily attend this gathering. I didn't know how Yan'er had persuaded her. Anyway, my Yan'er had already brought her here, and how she did it wasn't my concern!

Seeing my disbelief, Yan'er stopped laughing and said, "People say it's easy to invite a god but hard to send him away. I think even inviting a true god isn't easy! If I hadn't said that this was your last chance to enter the Long family, today's meeting was meant to shut the door on His Majesty. From now on, we will no longer allow His Majesty to take concubines or wives. This time, His Majesty said he had already made a vow to grow old with you, and that's why everyone agreed to accept you. If you don't go today, it means you've rejected His Majesty's vow, and you'll forever lose the chance to be with him, which will forever be a lifelong regret for both of you! I've said my piece, and I've done my best. Whether you go or not is up to you!" Damn it

, both of my wives are speaking with one voice. It seems that my repeated attempts to embrace beauties have already aroused public outrage. Even the usually tolerant Yan'er is saying this. The situation is truly perilous! Alas, the world is going to the dogs; even the emperor has to be restricted in finding women!

I was stunned for a moment before awkwardly asking, "You convinced her like that? Doesn't that sound a bit like forcing someone into prostitution?"

"You make it sound so easy. Would she have gotten away with it so easily without being pressured? If you hadn't suddenly taken me that day, I would have been just like her, holding the Maginot Line and refusing to budge an inch! I understand her best in this situation!" After I finished speaking, she buried her face in her arms on the table and burst into tears. After crying her fill, she put on her coat and said, "That time, he dumped me, and I've been depressed for so many years. And it wasn't that I loved him, I just felt resentful! If I reject the person who loves me this time, he'll feel much worse than I did back then. Putting myself in his shoes, I can't do something that hurts people! What the hell! So what if I'm his woman? Even the most beautiful woman in the Qing Dynasty, Lin Yan, is in his arms. What am I still clinging to? It's not easy for him to even notice me, what am I supposed to offer him?" Then she came over. "Yan'er said.

My heart sank when I heard that; she only came because she pitied me. How pathetic am I?

Yan'er chuckled and said, "Little guy, you're still pretending with me. I saw your face as soon as I walked in. I couldn't figure out the real culprit, but this coat gave you away. Come here and look in the mirror. Where did this red lipstick mark come from?"

I picked up a mirror and looked at myself. There was a clear red lip print on my forehead, an upright lip print, obviously kissed from the side while I was sleeping! The wives were all busy cooking at Ti Shun Tang, so no one came over. If someone had come and seen me asleep, they would have covered me up. But I didn't find anything else, only Wenwen's clothes on me, so it was undoubtedly Wenwen who had been there. This lip print must be hers! This girl, she only knows how to steal like a kitten, can't she be more open?

Thinking of this, my disappointment turned into sweetness! Ha, she really cares about me, and has even gone so far as to steal a kiss!

Walking into Ti Shun Tang, Fei'er had somehow gotten a large round table, which was already full of various delicious dishes. Everyone was seated, except for two seats left at the head of the table. I understood immediately. The seating arrangement followed the rules of Liangshan Marsh: Fei'er, Zhen'er, Xue'er, Ying'er, Yu'er, Shu'er, Min'er, Mei'er, Xin'er, Lan'er, and Wen'er. Yan'er sat down next to Fei'er, pointing to the seat beside her and saying, "Husband, this is your seat!"

I looked and saw Wenwen on one side and Yan'er on the other. I froze, afraid that sitting there would scare away Wenwen, whom Yan'er had so painstakingly invited. Unexpectedly, Wen'er looked up at me with a beautiful, radiant smile, making me completely disoriented. I quickly went over, grabbed her small hand, and sat down next to her.

Her face flushed red, and she tried desperately to pull her hand away, but couldn't. Looking around with her big eyes, she saw everyone secretly smiling, so she stopped struggling and, like a docile little kitten, rested her head on my shoulder, two large tears rolling down her cheeks.

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