"Brother Xiao, you flatter me, you flatter me," Lin Wanrong sneered, "Just as Brother Xiao said, I'm not a scholar." Xiao Qingxuan wanted to say something but was mercilessly cut off with a wave of his hand.
Xiao Qingxuan could only bite his lower lip and smile at Lin Wanrong, revealing a mouthful of pure white teeth. His handsome appearance caused Lin Wanrong's heart to skip a beat and he hastily turned his head away.
Damn, this damned ladyboy is flirting with me! Lin Wanrong was furious, but he couldn't do anything about it.
With great difficulty, Lin Wanrong adjusted her mood from the nausea and no longer looked at the wretched ladyboy's face. She continued, "Although I'm not a scholar, and I don't agree with their complacency with the status quo, I don't think it's their fault, because the problem isn't with them."
"Not with them?" Xiao Qingxuan frowned, "What do you mean by that, Brother Lin?"
Lin Wanrong said slowly, "It's simple. What we're seeing now is a reflection of the people's livelihood. And the people's livelihood is a barometer of a country's governance. Oh, this, do you understand what a barometer is? "
Xiao Qingxuan revealed a barely comprehensible expression, but Lin Wanrong couldn't be bothered to explain it to him. He continued, "What you're seeing right now is a scene of scholars weaving through Xuanwu Lake and courtly women shuttling back and forth is the result of the direction of public opinion in this country."
Lin Wanrong still wasn't used to this unfamiliar place, so he simply referred to it as "this country".
"The direction of public opinion?" Xiao Qingxuan clearly ran into a nomenclature obstacle again. He frowned prettily, and his charming appearance caused Lin Wanrong to recall the allusion of Xizi holding her heart.
Damn, why did I think of such a disgusting metaphor? Lin Wanrong hurriedly shook his head and chased this terrifying thought from the bottom of his heart.
Xiao Qingxuan glanced at him and said shyly, "Mister Lin, can you explain to me what the direction of public opinion is?"
This kid was quite eager to learn, and now he was calling Lin Wanrong Mister. Lin Wanrong felt goosebumps all over her body when she thought about the two meanings that Mister represented. If I want to be this ladyboy's Mister, I might as well ask God to castrate me.
"Brother Xiao, please don't call me mister in the future, okay? To be honest, I'm a bit allergic to it. "Lin Wanrong frowned.
Xiao Qingxuan froze for a moment, then immediately agreed, "Mister Lin.
Lin Wanrong rolled her eyes helplessly. This damned ladyboy really didn't change.
Xiao Qingxuan also realized his mistake. His jade-white face blushed, and he hurriedly smiled at him in embarrassment.
Lin Wanrong couldn't be bothered to argue with him. This was the first time he had spoken so much to a person since he came to this place. He had been bored to death for the past month. He couldn't be bothered to argue with him. This was the first time Lin Wanrong had spoken so much to someone since he arrived in this place. He'd been suffocated to death in the past month.
He had plenty of time anyway. It was difficult to find someone to listen to him ramble on in this run-down place. If you want these scholars to sing and dance to celebrate peace, then so be it. If you want them to bravely face the national calamity, then so be it. Everything depends on the flexible application of the means, "Lin Wanrong said calmly.
If you want these officials to sing and dance to celebrate peace, then so be it. If you want them to bravely face the national calamity, then so be it. It all depends on the flexible application of the means, "Lin Wanrong said coolly.
Xiao Qingxuan was a clever man. He immediately understood Lin Lin's meaning and said excitedly, "Mister Lin, you mean, we should control —" He stopped mid-sentence.
Lin Wanrong sneered. "Whether it's a celebration of peace or a national calamity, it all depends on the level of the ruler. Lin Wanrong sneered. "Whether it's singing and dancing to celebrate peace or national calamity, it all depends on the level of the ruler.
Although Lin Wanrong had only been here for a month due to a freak combination of factors, he didn't belong here in the first place. He didn't have the mindset of an emperor, so he wouldn't kowtow when he saw the emperor. It was inevitable that he would be a little arrogant, so he didn't have any misgivings when speaking.
In fact, only he, who was fearless, would dare to say such words. Even if the others had other thoughts, they wouldn't dare to say it out loud.
The transvestite surnamed Xiao was clearly a loyal loyalist. When he heard Lin Wanrong's sneer, his expression darkened. "Lin Xian- Brother Lin," he said coldly, "I don't think the truth is what you think it is. The current emperor is in the prime of his life and is working hard to rule the country. The invasion from the north may be a challenge for China, but it doesn't mean there are no opportunities. As far as I know, the current emperor is full of ambition. He's reorganizing the bureaucracy and accumulating power to defeat the enemy. It's fine if he doesn't fight, but if he succeeds in one battle, he'll raise the aspirations of China. "
This kid actually knew to look for opportunities in a crisis. His eyes were sharp. Although his words were dignified, the words about the current emperor being in the prime of his life were just to deceive a kid.
Although Lin Wanrong had only been here for a month, he knew that the current emperor was over 60 years old. But because he was too preposterous in his youth, he still didn't have a son. He only had two princesses. What prime of his life? That old kid was probably impotent by now.
As for whether or not he was working hard to rule the country, it wasn't up to the emperor to decide. The people's livelihood was the best evidence. Just the contrast between the romance in Jinling and the fire in the north, the words "working hard to rule the country" were probably only placed in the emperor's temple.
Looking at Young Master Xiao's expression, he had absolute trust in the emperor. Lin Wanrong couldn't be bothered to argue with him. He snorted coldly and said, "Since ancient times, merits and demerits are left for later generations to judge. Little Xiao, since you have extraordinary confidence in the emperor, I hope that your feeling is correct. I hope that he will benefit the people of the world. "
Young Master Xiao heard Lin Wanrong call him Little Xiao. Obviously, he had never heard such a form of address before. His face turned red and he glared at Lin Wanrong.
Lin Wanrong's skin was as thick as a city wall. He naturally ignored the supercilious look. However, his handsome manservant's face turned red and he clenched his small fists, as if he was about to rush up and fight with him.
Young Master Xiao's expression became more and more ugly. He looked at Lin Wanrong and said word by word, "Brother Lin, you seem to have no confidence in the current emperor?" When he was enraged, he seemed to be very rich and powerful. That kind of aura was not something that ordinary people could have.
It was a pity that Lin Wanrong was immune to the bullsh * t aura of riches and tyrants. In Lin Wanrong's eyes, his little thoughts were just like the little kid next door bickering. On the other hand, the blush on his face made him look even more handsome.
If I'm a good male pet, I'll raise him. This sudden thought made Lin Wanrong jump in fright. Which country's shemale is this? She almost made me change my sexual orientation.
"Confidence?" Lin Wanrong looked at him and smiled. "Little Xiao, don't pin your hopes on that old Emperor. People can only rely on themselves."
"You —" Hearing Lin Wanrong call the emperor old without a shred of respect, Young Master Xiao's face turned red with anger. He pointed at Lin Wanrong and said, "You dare to say such treasonous words?"
In his anger, even the tips of his ears turned red. The two tiny dots on his jade-like earlobes became more obvious.
"So you're a little girl." Lin Wanrong blurted out.
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