Huai Fuchai flicked his sleeves.
An emperor's sleeve could disperse the stars, but in front of Liu Diye's tomb, it couldn't disperse even a wisp of cloud. Xu Le was like a stone, seemingly oblivious to his anger, oblivious to his resentment and loathing, as if a storm was brewing in his sleeve. He only looked at him quietly, his extraordinarily thick black eyebrows not even trembling in the slightest.
After the wind from the south blew at the willow branches a dozen times, Huai Fuchai finally suppressed the anger in his chest. His eyes narrowed slightly, like a lion staring at a small ball of meat playing in the red wasteland, he continued to use a cold tone to continue his harsh commentary.
"For a world as vast as the Left Sky Galaxy, how can it continue to develop steadily? From the nobles to the people of the Empire, no one is willing to be like those plastic eating trash in the Federation, wearing a dog chain behind their heads. Then what should we do? "
Huai Fuchai stared into Xu Le's eyes, his hands slowly loosening in his sleeves. It was obvious that there was a trace of disdain and tiredness in his eyes. He slowly raised his right arm and pointed behind the black and green palace walls, at the Stargazing Tower that towered into the clouds, taller and more majestic than the space base tower.
"It is impossible to rely on Tianjing or this palace to rule the Left Sky Galaxy. We must use strong methods to maintain the integrity of the Empire. Although you have always been in the army and are unbearably stupid, since you have read so many history books of the Empire these past few years, you should have this kind of common knowledge.
"The relationship between the time when information is transmitted and effective rule." Xu Le nodded and replied, "I can roughly understand what you mean, but these past few years of reading the Empire's history books, I have been thinking about this question. If we must use such bloody methods to maintain the strict hierarchy, then only then can we ensure the integrity of the Empire."
His brows furrowed slightly, and he raised his head to meet the Emperor's scrutinizing gaze. He asked doubtfully, "Then why do we have to maintain the integrity of the Empire? If there is no The Glory Of The Charter of the Universe, it is no longer suitable for the existence of such a large Empire. Why can't the royal family go with the flow? "
Huai Fuchai's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pointed at his face, trembling with anger as he scolded, "Fool! Stupid! Don't you have any respect for the bloodline in your body and the history of this star area? Even if you don't have the slightest respect and dare to have such a rebellious and irredeemable thought, don't you understand how many conflicts of interest and how many flames of war will be ignited in the universe after the Imperium collapses and the galaxies become independent? "
Ever since he had taken the risk to cross the spatial passage and head to Bermuda to instigate Macklin's rebellion, as the Emperor of the Empire, Wyffchai had rarely spoken so much to someone.
He was the high and mighty king of the Left Sky Galaxy, the most mysterious person in power in the universe. He hid in the depths of the palace, on the top of the tall buildings, and a casual order from him could make tens of thousands of heads fall to the ground. When he saw the face of the girl behind the sunflower screen that made him feel humiliated, the Imperial expeditionary force that had been guarding the West Woods for decades would be wiped out in order to wash away the king's humiliation.
Today, under the shade of the willows outside the palace walls, Huai Fuchai had suppressed his emotions and spoken for so long with Xu Le. He had even made his words so obvious, almost like a kind and patient teacher. It had to be said that he had placed a great deal of hope on this son who had wandered the Federation for so many years and was still alive.
However, Xu Le's answer was still so personal. He looked at Huai Fuchai and said simply and directly, "In regards to these things, I really don't understand much."
"As the successor of the Empire, you must understand these things, or else you will make an unforgivable mistake."
Huai Fuchai looked coldly at his son and said, "With your intelligence, it is impossible that you really don't understand these things. Or is it that you are simply not willing to understand these things, so that you can simplify your life and your judgments of value so that it is easier to satisfy your vanity?"
"You should know very well that the matters of the universe will always be so complicated. It is not a basic problem that can be solved by carrying a few guns and killing a few people."
"Regardless of whether it is Prince Doehring's death or your desire to avenge Zhong Shouhu, they are in fact all childish and useless work. Everything you do must be based on the results, to see what kind of goal you can achieve. But do you really understand what your goal is? What is the purpose of your life? "
Hearing these words, Xu Le sank into a long period of silence. It was not because of the title of successor of the Empire, but because he realized that the man who could become the master of the Left Sky Star Region was indeed not simple. These very simple arguments were deeply chiseled into the depths of his heart, pointed in every direction, precise and fatal, so that he did not know how to refute.
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"He's letting you go just like that?"
"What else?"
"He can't let you go so easily, right?"
"What else? Since he doesn't want to kill me, what else can he do but let me go? Speaking of which, although I don't want to admit that I am the only living son of this Emperor, this identity does seem to be very useful. "
After walking past the willow embankment and circling around a few flowers and trees, they arrived at the famous Xiaoming Lake Park on Tianjing Planet. This park was open to all citizens, so it was much more lively than the palace. Zhong Huoyan held Xu Le's hand and struggled to move forward in the crowd.
After ending that unpleasant conversation, Xu Le's mood was a little strange. He kept walking in silence. The girl beside him had already grown up, but she still could not keep up with his speed. From time to time, they would have to stagger their steps to maintain a harmonious rhythm.
"If I were the Emperor, I could put you under house arrest in the depths of the palace, then mobilize countless noble beauties, sacrificed military officers, orphans, and white-haired historians to brainwash you … After doing this for a few decades, maybe you would really submit."
Zhong Huoyan raised her face and looked at Xu Le's clear jawline. She giggled.
"A few decades. That guy might have died long ago."
Xu Le didn't even look back as she walked away, her footsteps crisp and clear.
Zhong Huoyan's eyes widened. She bit her lower lip and said in shock, "That's your father."
"I'm still your brother, but you still want to send me to the depths of the palace without anyone knowing."
"Actually, what's wrong with being the Emperor of the Empire? It's much better than being the President of the Federation. The most powerful man in the universe can do whatever he wants. When the time comes, he can lead the troops to attack S1, strip Pabre and Lee Jae-do naked, tie them up, and parade them through the streets together. "
The girl excitedly imagined the scene that could happen.
Xu Le suddenly stopped in his tracks. He stood in the noisy crowd that swam around like fish, laughed at himself, and then said something.
At this moment, the turntable amusement vehicle on the east side of the park started to move. The loud sound of the engine starting covered his voice.
"What did you say?" Zhong Huoyan asked loudly.
Xu Le turned his head and looked at the girl's young face. He replied loudly, "Only an idiot would be the emperor."
At this moment again, the word "coincidentally" was suitable for this moment. The turntable amusement vehicle started, and the humming sound of the huge engine stopped abruptly. Xiaoming Lake Park had a very short moment of silence. As a result, the words "only an idiot would be the emperor" seemed to be magnified many times. They reverberated above the heads of the people of the Empire and did not fall to the ground for a long time.
Countless pairs of complicated eyes stared at the young man and woman. There was shock, curiosity, doubt, disbelief, and even anger. There was a deep hatred like the death of an old family member.
Before he was caught by the people and handed over to the Public Security Bureau or torn into pieces on the charge of treason, Xu Le held Zhong Huoyan's slightly cold hand tightly and broke through the crowd like a gust of wind, disappearing into the distant streets.
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The narrow streets were full of dirty water and smelly mud. Yellow Cabbage Leaf stubbornly straightened her back in the mud. She wanted to express her anger and disappointment that she was not picked up by the scavengers, but she was immediately stepped in by all kinds of feet. Her mouth was full of smelly mud, and it was difficult to express the hidden resentment in her heart.
The houses on the street were dilapidated. The wooden doors that looked like cultural relics that were close to the state of decay were still considerately covering the owner's privacy. However, most of the bottom of the door panel had been eroded by dirty water and rats' teeth, allowing the thin cats and lazy dogs to freely enter and leave.
The market under the big locust tree in front of them released the smell of all kinds of life. Life was originally complicated, and the lives of different classes of human beings were different. The aristocrats who had automatic flushing toilets probably had not even smelled their own feces, but the smell of this market fully demonstrated the complex smell of the poor people at the bottom of the hierarchy. The smell of stinky sauce mixed with the smell of urine flowing out of the public toilet was really not a good smell.
Zhong Huoyan frowned and used her sleeve to cover her nose. She looked at the scenery of the slums in puzzlement. She did not know why Xu Le had brought her here. Although she had followed Xu Le to many places in the past few years and had come into contact with the lives of the people at the bottom of society under the strict principles of education, she still found it hard to imagine that in the capital of the Empire, less than ten kilometers away from the Imperial Palace, there was actually such a poor and backward street.
Xu Le, who had put on his hat again, did not explain. He just held her hand and walked. They bought a bag of crudely made parts from a hardware store by the roadside. They walked past a white courtyard and turned into a secluded alley.
"Looking at the time, the stall should be closed by now?"
Looking at the familiar dilapidated courtyard in the alley, Xu Le muttered to himself. His right hand that was holding the bag tightened subconsciously. Zhong Huoyan looked at him curiously. She was surprised by her brother's nervousness at this moment. Even when he met the Empire's Emperor, he was not as nervous as he was now. Could the courtyard at the end of the alley be even more terrifying than the netherworld?
The sound of "tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut," rang out, accompanied by rough curses. A strong, or rather, obese woman rode a small three-wheeled electric scooter to the entrance of the small courtyard. Twisting her thick, bucket-like waist, she took out a bunch of keys and walked up the stairs while cursing.
Xu Le looked at that figure, and a surge of warmth suddenly surged in his chest and abdomen. He quickly walked up to that small courtyard that used to be paradise.
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