Chapter 72 He is a subject, so he must observe etiquette

Manchuan stroked his beard with relief in his eyes.

That's fine.

The civil has bright and glorious talents, the military has precious jade.

With two close ministers assisting the king, he can now step down with peace of mind.

He suddenly sighed that he was old and it was time to retire. After all, the world of mountains, rivers, sun and moon belonged to the young.

Jun Lin said to Yun Yu: "You should go to the military camp to train first, fight with others more and accumulate some practical experience. It's not good to just talk about military affairs on paper."

Yu Yu's attitude became much more intimate: "Your Majesty..."

He paused, then nodded: "I understand."

She smiled and continued, "When you have time, go to Wenyuan Pavilion and take a look. There are many military books in there. You can study them carefully. If you don't understand something, you can come and discuss it with me."

Jun Lin studied under the Zongheng school. Compared with the numerous disciples from other schools, there were only two Zonghengs. Both of them were amazingly talented and were destined to be famous figures in the world.

He is proficient in military tactics, martial arts, the Eight Diagrams and the art of vertical and horizontal warfare.

But in terms of Qimen Bagua, she is slightly inferior to her senior brother Gongqing.

In terms of martial arts, Gongqing is inferior to her.

These two are natural complements and natural enemies. If they join forces and work together, there will probably be no one in the world who can compare to them.

Yu Yu was surprised: "How many surprises does Your Majesty have that I don't know about?"

Minghe pursed his lips and smiled: "You should ask what she can't do?"

Manhuang thought seriously: "Maybe it's giving birth to a child?"

In his memory, Jun Lin once told him that the senior brother could do everything except giving birth to children. Since they were from the same family, Manhuang firmly believed that his master must be as great as that man, and the only one who couldn't do that must be this one.

Jun Lin: “…”

I'm sorry to disappoint you, this is the only aspect in which I am better than my senior.

I can really give birth to this child.

Although she hadn't thought about it at all.

Manchuan couldn't sit still when this was mentioned. He once again said earnestly, "Your Majesty, when will you marry a concubine? Hurry up and have a child. I will still have a chance to teach him at the end of my life."

Jun Lin waved his hand hastily: "Please stop it, old man. It's not enough that you keep nagging me all day, and you're thinking of nagging my child too?"

Confucianism is good in every way except that it is sometimes too pedantic, and its red tape is so lengthy that it is annoying. It is enough for her to suffer through her childhood, but don't let your own children suffer from it.

Manchuan started talking about it and no one could stand it.

The old man was unhappy again. He snorted and turned his head away from her.

Suddenly the room was filled with laughter again.

Fortunately, the plan was agreed upon, which was to set up the game in advance, deliberately expose loopholes in the play, so that the other party would think that they had an opportunity to speed up their actions, and secretly send Ming He Manchuan to persuade the neutral faction, and finally attack together to quickly take back the power from the Empress Dowager.

Jun Lin murmured, "I hope the Empress Dowager will not have any ulterior motives when she returns..."

Otherwise, you will just become the enemy.

Minghe said softly: "Based on the current situation, it's very difficult."

She said angrily: "Then I'm sorry."

This big net has already been woven by Emperor Jing and his close ministers, and now all that is left is for the other party to make a choice.

Whether to continue to be the high and mighty Empress Dowager with no worries about food and clothing, or to be imprisoned alone in the abyss where there is no light of day as a traitor and a villain, Jun Lin gave all the choices to the other party.

The game of chess is no joke. You can only disregard life and death, and use risky moves to survive. There is absolutely no such thing as regretting a move.

We are all walking on the edge of a knife, and living towards death is the only way out.

The conversation ended, and it was already late at night. Jun Lin instructed: "Manhuang, you take Man Lao home, and be careful on the road."

Manhuang nodded.

After saying this, she looked at Yanyu with a teasing look in her eyes and said jokingly, "As the sharpest sword of our Dajing in the future, you don't need me to send people to protect your safety, right?"

Yu Yu was amused by her and said in a gentle voice: "How can I bear to disappoint Your Majesty? I will protect myself well."

Manchuan envied: "I wish I had learned a few moves in my past. Hey, Your Majesty, can you teach me two moves to protect myself?"

Jun Lin hissed in horror and said, "Please don't embarrass your old bones. I can't bear to part with you. I hope you live a long and healthy life."

The old man flicked his sleeves and snorted again, but he didn't know the real meaning behind her joke.

He has watched this child grow up. Although some people say she is cold-blooded and heartless, she is actually the most loyal and righteous person. How could he not know that she has always respected him? So he is very happy.

You can choose Jingguo in this life.

Able to assist Emperor Jing.

That's great.

Manhuang escorted Man Lao away first, followed by Yanyu to take his leave. Minghe was also about to say goodbye, but Junlin grabbed his wrist.

Ming He was stunned, and his gentle gaze moved from her face to the jade hand on his wrist.

Because of the difference in status, she was the king and he was the subject, Minghe always observed etiquette and restrained himself, not crossing the line, so he almost never took the initiative to touch her.

Every time there was little skin contact, it was Junlin who took the initiative.

It was as if, because he was a subject, he had to endure the desire to touch the other party's heart, longing for and waiting for the other party's favor.

When the king turned around and looked at him, and when his fingertips reached out to him, he would sigh with satisfaction, "I've finally been waiting for this."

The man's Adam's apple slid slightly, his eyes were as clear as ever, and he asked warmly, "Master, what else?"

Jun Lin pulled him towards the desk in the main seat of the study, and kept mumbling to him like pouring beans: "I have something to discuss with you, but we have to avoid Mr. Man, otherwise he will definitely oppose me with his stubbornness."

He couldn't help but let out a very light laugh, his eyes full of beautiful stars: "How does the master know that I won't object?"

Jun Lin wailed: "Please forgive me now. If you continue to oppose me, how will I live?"

Seeing her acting weird, Minghe felt his heart filled up all of a sudden.

This aloof emperor was as honest as a blank sheet of paper in front of him, and showed him everything with the utmost trust without any burden.

He thought, this must be the king’s gift.

Jun Lin quickly took out the document from the lowest pile of memorials and handed it to Minghe for review.

Ming He took it and read it carefully. His smile froze for a moment. He looked surprised and raised his voice, which was always calm. "Does the head of the family want to create a precedent for women to serve as officials in the court?"

Jun Lin looked at her seriously: "There are many outstanding women. The thinking of the men in the Manchu Dynasty always shows a kind of rigidity. This needs to be injected with new vitality to fill in the details and open up the thinking."

She held his hands and said solemnly, "I want to wait until the country is stable before officially promoting the policy of women taking the imperial examinations to work in politics, but now I want to pave the way in advance and try to do something to change everyone's inherent impression of women. This way, when it is officially implemented, there will be less resistance."

Ming He looked at her serious and cautious expression quietly, and his fingers couldn't help but shrink slightly and hold her hand tightly.

Jun Lin said softly: "Minghe, what do you think?"

The man smiled and said, "That's what the master wishes."

If a woman dares to go into politics, he will dare to follow her.

I have already decided to accompany her to the end of this journey, right?

No matter how much obstacles lie ahead, he will face them with her.

He murmured, "Master."

"Um?"

The man sighed: "I have already staked my whole life on you."

Jun Lin curled his lips: "Then I must catch it steadily and not let Ming He down."

Minghe smiled but said nothing. She didn't understand what he meant. He was not talking about his career at all.

never mind.

That's perfect.

He also laughed: "Okay, I'll remember this."

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Write about the changes in the heart of Shanjiantou. Hiss, Minghe Manhuang smells so good. And I haven't written about Comrade Xiao Shen for more than ten chapters. When I finish writing about the Empress Dowager, I have to write about the southern Xinjiang line again. After all, the Yinyang Sect Master has to be brought out. I don't know if you have noticed that the Sect Master's name actually appeared once in the text!