Big Fatty Orange handed the folded document on the table to Sun Miaoqing, clearly indicating that she should read it before giving her opinion.
Looking at the object before her, Sun Miaoqing couldn't help but feel curious. However, despite the precedent set by Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang, the royal family was extremely sensitive to the idea of the empress dowager interfering in politics.
Even if it's just for show, you have to make a show of declining.
"Your Majesty, the empress dowager is not allowed to interfere in politics. I dare not look at these things. Otherwise, if the Empress Dowager finds out, even if you are fine, she will cause trouble for me again, and I will not be able to handle it."
The chubby orange cat said, "I showed it to you, what's wrong with that? It's just the two of us here right now, if you don't tell anyone, how will the Empress Dowager know?"
Hearing him say that, Sun Miaoqing nodded, took the folded document, and began to read it carefully.
"There were local thugs who had more land than men, who incited more than a hundred people to gather at the governor's office and obstruct the distribution of corvée labor. Fahai was panicked and immediately ordered officials to disperse them and temporarily suspend the distribution of corvée labor. Later, those who had men but no land and were willing to distribute corvée labor discovered this and gathered villagers around the governor's office, making an even bigger commotion..." (from Li Wei's memorial).
The chubby orange cat asked, "What do you think? What's your opinion?"
Sun Miaoqing said, "I am just a woman in the harem. I only know the name of this Fahai. I don't even know whether he is tall or short, fat or thin."
"Moreover, his character and his talent are also noteworthy."
"I can't see anything from this report alone, but I suddenly feel a little curious."
The chubby orange cat said, "Curious? Tell me, what's it that's intriguing?"
Sun Miaoqing said, "I just feel that being an official is really that easy. This matter is neither a small thing nor a big thing."
"The governor of Zhejiang is a high-ranking official in charge of a region. Compared with other governors, Lord Fahai is still relatively young."
"To achieve such a high official position at such a young age, how could one easily panic? If this is true, perhaps there is another hidden reason."
The chubby orange cat leaned back in its chair, tilted its head back, and looked at Sun Miaoqing with a hint of admiration.
"You do have some insight; it's quite impressive that you can see these things."
Sun Miaoqing put down the memorial and said coquettishly, "Your Majesty's abilities are nothing special. He is wise and insightful, possessing both literary and military talents. He will surely know what they are thinking and will not be easily deceived."
The chubby orange said, "You're right. I won't be stumped by such a small matter."
The two talked for a while longer. The weather was starting to get warm, and Sun Miaoqing's forehead was gradually becoming damp from all the work.
The silk handkerchief was stained with ink, so I had to wipe it off with my sleeve.
The chubby orange said, "It's getting hot lately, so I'm planning to take you to the Yuanmingyuan Garden to escape the heat in a few days."
Sun Miaoqing said happily, "That's wonderful! I've heard that the Yuanmingyuan Garden has captured the beauty of the world and is much cooler than the Imperial Palace with its shady trees."
"I've wanted to go before but never had the chance. Now that I'm staying here, I'm definitely going to take a good look around."
Big Fat Orange said, "This garden was bestowed upon me by the late emperor many years ago, and it has been continuously expanded over the years without stopping."
"After I ascended the throne, I also included Changchun Garden in it. Although the construction was temporarily suspended due to the many affairs at the beginning of my reign, there are still some parts that are not yet completed. We will wait until the treasury is full in the future."
[It seems Fatty Orange really likes this garden. If he knew that this magnificent garden, built by three generations of emperors, was ultimately burned to the ground by the Anglo-French allied forces, he would be disappointed.]
[Only ruins remain, telling future generations of the humiliation of yesteryear. One wonders if they'll be driven mad with rage. To be photographed sitting on a dragon throne—this marked the beginning of a century of national shame.]
[Disobedient descendants, each generation worse than the last. What's the use of playing whack-a-mole within our own territory after so many years of isolation? Enemies still come from overseas with their powerful ships and cannons.]
[Since fate just transported me to this time, I should be able to do something, right...?]
Big Fat Orange gripped the armrests of the chair tightly with both hands, and no one noticed the prominent veins on his arms hidden by his clothes.
His Great Qing Dynasty was a celestial empire with a strong and powerful army. Alas, how dare your small country burn down the Old Summer Palace and even sit on the dragon throne!
The things that Ferdinand Verbiest brought back were also taught to these princes by the late emperor.
He was aware of the advantages of artillery and firearms, as was the late emperor. It was just that the number of Manchus was still far fewer than that of the Han Chinese.
Although the Aisin Gioro family now holds power, they have always been wary of Han Chinese who might engage in activities aimed at overthrowing the Qing dynasty and restoring the Ming.
Therefore, the late emperor issued a decree, listing fire-making equipment as a prohibited item. This was because such a thing was too powerful; if it were to be developed on a large scale, even without everyone having one, as long as the timing, location, and people were all in harmony, a few hundred fire-making units could change dynasties.
However, countries like Britain and France were too far away, separated by a vast ocean, so even if they harbored malicious intentions, they could only look on with envy.
The fat orange cat's eyes were filled with disbelief. What kind of ship could carry an army all the way here and overthrow their Aisin Gioro family's empire?
He didn't want to believe it, hoping that Sun Miaoqing was wrong, but it seemed as if fate was telling him that this was the future!
The chubby orange cat was unsettled, a dark cloud hanging over him. Unworthy descendants... which unworthy descendant could have allowed this vast land to fall into the hands of others?
Hongshi? Or Hongzhou? Or perhaps his later sons?
Let him know who failed in their parenting, producing such a wretch, and see how he deals with them!
Sun Miaoqing felt that a heavy thunderstorm was about to break out, and a cold wind suddenly swept through the Hall of Mental Cultivation. This wind was different from the usual one; it carried the chill of the dead of winter, yet it couldn't even lift the hem of her clothes.
It wasn't until she saw the chubby orange cat acting up again that Sun Miaoqing realized why the temperature in the Hall of Mental Cultivation had suddenly dropped.
"Your Majesty, are you alright? I'm easily frightened..."
Big Fat Orange took a deep breath, thinking that was many years from now, and that there was still time to change everything.
He'll deal with the court affairs first, then he can deal with those foreigners.
These high-ranking officials and nobles all complained about being poor to him, didn't they? He wanted to see if these small countries had the ability to earn back their wealth!
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty...?"
[The big orange cat's expression is extremely ferocious, it's terrifying! It was perfectly fine just now, could it be that its hemorrhoids have flared up again?]
[I knew it! Sitting for too long would cause problems. Emperors and corporate slaves are both high-risk groups!]
Big Fat Orange: ......
【Uh oh, it seems like I'm constipated again...】
The chubby orange cat suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth as he said, "I am... fine!"
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