Ever since Lu Jingsi became the personal physician of Da Pang Ju, Sun Miaoqing gradually stopped letting him come over to take her pulse.
To prevent the chubby orange from becoming suspicious one day, feeling that sharing a physician with others is unsafe, and becoming suspicious of this and that, she would have to find a way to put his mind at ease.
While flipping through this month's accounts, my mouth wasn't idle either. The Empress Dowager's favorite iced melon seeds were indeed extraordinary. Refreshing, cool, and crispy.
The people in the small kitchen work hard all day to make just one plate of this. Eat a few and then drink a sip of herbal tea; the coolness of the mint goes straight to your head.
"Your Majesty has been looking at the accounts for so long, why don't you take a break and refresh your eyes, otherwise you'll feel uncomfortable again soon."
"There's only a little left. Let's rest after we finish watching. Oh, and bring this half plate of melon seeds from the Prince's residence later. Rose likes to eat them."
Linglan said, "Yes, Her Highness is so kind to Qiangwei. She knows she likes to eat these melon seeds, so she always saves some for her."
Sun Miaoqing said, "I treat you differently. I know you like crab-stuffed oranges, so I always save some for you."
Linglan smiled and said, "This servant knows that Her Majesty loves us the most."
"By the way, has any news come back from Japan?"
Sun Miaoqing closed the ledger, thinking about the matter with the Japanese, wondering how Pu Chun had handled it.
He was just a deputy general, and no one expected him to do it all by himself.
If he were smart, a smallpox outbreak would have killed at least half of the Japanese population due to lack of medical care and medicine.
The rest will be left for the great clans like the Fuca and Niohuru to pass away.
In just a few years, Japan will be torn apart and devoured, leaving not even a trace of its bones.
Linglan said, "Liuli has already gone to fetch it, and she should be back by now."
Before Sun Miaoqing could finish her tea, Liuli came in with an envelope.
"Your Majesty, Vice General Pu's letter has arrived."
"Let me see it."
In his letter, Pu Chun first offered a few very respectful compliments to Sun Miaoqing and inquired after her well wishes.
He then explained in detail how many methods he used and how he did everything in his power to carry out his orders, showing extreme ruthlessness and cruelty towards the Japanese invaders.
Smallpox is rampant in Japan now, leaving nine out of ten houses empty. After this ordeal, if anyone survives, he has already discussed it with the naval commander Wang Yuanhao, and they will be sent to develop silver mines, guaranteed to survive.
Sun Miaoqing smiled with satisfaction, lit the letter, threw it into the incense burner, and watched it burn to ashes.
"I would like to remind the Fucha and Niohuru clans that besides silver mines, other things from Japan are also very useful."
“We can’t go too far on our own land, but we don’t have to worry about these things in a defeated country.”
"I await their good news."
Linglan nodded, "This servant understands. The Fucha family and the Niohuru family know very well that they will definitely clean up those who are disobedient."
Liuli asked, "But Your Majesty, haven't you always said that the greater the oppression, the greater the resistance?"
“For those overseas territories, we need their raw materials, labor, and markets. The more people there are, the larger the market we can dump our goods on.”
"Let them slap you, then give them a sweet treat—use barbarians to control barbarians. Transform the conflicts between nations into conflicts between their own rulers and their people. But why is it so different with Japan?"
“There are some pedantic scholars who still say that reckless warfare is against the harmony of heaven and earth. As a superior nation, we should persuade people with reason.”
“Your daily service at the Hall of Mental Cultivation has already attracted much gossip. If people find out, it will certainly damage your reputation.”
Sun Miaoqing said nonchalantly, "Even if you gave Pu Chun ten lives, he wouldn't dare to let out a single word."
"Besides, so what if people find out? If anyone really has a problem with it, let them come and stand in front of me."
"I will certainly grant their wish to win people over with virtue and send them to the barbaric lands to carry out their teachings."
"Perhaps another sage will emerge, establishing a moral compass for heaven and earth, and securing a destiny for the people, leaving a lasting legacy."
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Sun Miaoqing didn't care, and the chubby orange cat in the Hall of Mental Cultivation knew about it but didn't think it was a big problem either.
Wang Yuanhao is a master of warfare, but he's too petty in other matters.
It was just a minor incident—the lieutenant's burning, killing, looting, and spreading smallpox in Japan. What was there to care about? To even include it in a secret report and send it back was a waste of manpower.
He even implied that someone was behind it, suspecting it was related to the harem. Wasn't that obvious? He knew perfectly well; he'd heard about it long ago.
Although he still doesn't want to believe that a small Japanese invader could shatter the Qing Dynasty, he would rather strike first than risk it.
Even if the demon didn't arrange for anyone, he would still have to give the order. However, it wasn't exactly a good reputation, and it would ultimately affect his own.
It's better if Sun Miaoqing takes action; even if someone knows the inside story, they won't hold it against him.
Big Fat Orange closed his eyes to rest, then instructed, "Tell Wang Yuanhao not to worry about these things. Focus on the important matters; everything else is trivial."
"Yes, Your Highness knows. However, what the Imperial Concubine did was a bit too much. I was quite shocked when I first heard about it."
Su Peisheng really didn't understand. It was one thing to read memorials aloud and give imperial comments on their behalf, but at least it was in the palace, and every word was the emperor's will.
This time, they've extended their reach onto the battlefield, and they're going all out with their ultimate move.
Based on his understanding of the emperor, he should have been furious. But now it seems that he not only shows no resentment, but is actually quite supportive.
The chubby orange cat spoke with doting affection, "Since she doesn't like those people, let her deal with them. They're not my subjects, why keep them around to displease the Imperial Concubine?"
Su Peisheng further elevated Sun Miaoqing's status, bringing her to a position almost equal to that of the emperor over the years.
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