Should I be a virtuous wife?
Billions of netizens went numb when they heard this.
The bullet screen in the live broadcast room paused for a few seconds, and the overwhelming ridicule followed.
Reba, wake up! You can't reveal any traces of being a transmigrator, and you have to be careful when you speak. Would Zhu Weichu care about you?
Hahaha, Reba is full of confidence. Zhu Zhenglong died when Zhu Weichu was two years old. He had never been baptized by modern thinking. His thinking was still the same as that of the ancients. Do you know what an emperor is? One sentence from him, and you'll die!
Forget about the virtuous wife. Using beauty to seduce Zhu Weichu and copying Wu Zetian's template was the right choice.
Uh…To be honest, Zhu Weichu might have never been in contact with the outside world, so he was interested in Reba and was even slightly tempted. Now, he was preparing to return to Asia to start the war of restoring the country. In 1776, there were about 280 million people who planted flowers. Zhu Weichu's elimination of the Mianqing was a certainty. He was the emperor, so he should be selecting concubines nationwide. Hundreds of thousands of beautiful girls signed up for interviews. How could Reba compete?
I'm rough. That's right, I'm f * cking rough! Envy, jealousy, hate!
Isn't it too good to be the emperor?
That's right. From ancient times until now, how many heroes had fought to the death for the throne?
He didn't envy mandarin ducks or immortals, he only envied the emperor every day. He would probably hesitate for a long time at night. It was too difficult to choose!
If it were me, I would have brought all the concubines in the super large common room, and I would have rolled all the way there at night…
Poisonous? Is your kidney made of iron?
After the netizens analyzed and teased her, Reba felt melancholic.
It seemed to be true. Zhu Weichu was the emperor of the feudal era. It was normal for him to choose a concubine. It was also normal for him to have three thousand beauties in his harem.
What should I do?
Reba stole a glance at Zhu Weichu, who was as handsome as a person in a painting, and swallowed her saliva.
As an experienced face lover, she was tempted.
Of course, it was only because she was moved, not because she liked him.
Reba had never been in a relationship since she was young. She was very conservative and would not like Zhu Weichu just because she was handsome.
"Your Majesty!"
At this moment, Xiong Gang walked over with large strides. His military boots stepped on the wooden deck, making a dull thud.
Reba was still a little scared when she saw this demonic middle-aged general again.
This must be an ancient general who had fought his way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. It was as if one could smell a trace of blood from his majestic body.
"Reba, you go down first."
Zhu Weichu waved his hand, and Reba felt as if she had been pardoned and hurriedly stood up to leave.
Xiong Gang came forward and whispered," Your Majesty, the Embroidered Uniform Guards reported that this woman named Dilireba first appeared seven days ago. When the Princess Royal of Great Britain, Charlotte, was playing in the River Thames, she met Dilireba, who almost drowned in the river, and immediately brought her back to the palace."”
"As for why she can speak the new official language and where she came from, the world is too big for us to find out for the time being.”
Zhu Weichu nodded.
"As long as they are not from the British Royal Family.”
" I've already roughly understood that Dilireba's ancestral home was in Xinjiang. He had been doing business in the Turks for generations. When he was young, he encountered the plague and his entire family died. Since then, he has been wandering in Europe. In the new official language..."
After roughly explaining Reba's words, Zhu Weichu concluded,""There's nothing suspicious for the time being. Take her back to Flower Island. We're going to Asia soon anyway, so send her back to Jiang on the way.”
Unlike Zhu Weichu, who was inexperienced, Xiong Gang frowned, sensing that there was something wrong with his words.
"Your Majesty, since Diliraba is an orphan, why didn't she go back to planting flowers?”
"The Hui region has always been in a state of war. The war between the Qing army and the Junggar army lasted for many years and did not end until 1757. How could Dilireba not know about it in the Turkish Empire?”
Zhu Weichu's simple analysis dispelled most of Xiong Gang's doubts.
"General Xiong, the late emperor left behind a legacy. Flower planters who are wandering outside are also citizens of the empire. We have the responsibility to bring them home.”
"Your Majesty is wise!"
Xiong Gang bowed and looked at the young and handsome Zhu Weichu. The image of Emperor Wu Hong, who loved his people like his own son but died young, appeared in his mind. His eyes reddened slightly.
"Emperor, the Crown Prince has grown up. He is as generous, benevolent, wise, and divine as you. You can rest assured."
"General Xiong, why are you crying?" Zhu Weichu asked in surprise.”
"Your Majesty, I am crying tears of joy. Before the late Emperor passed away, he had instructed me to do my best to assist Your Majesty. When the time is right, I will lead the army back to Asia to restore the country.”
"Now that Your Majesty has come of age, the 57,000 subjects on Flower Island can finally go home.”
Xiong Gang wiped his tears. The only thing that could make this iron man unable to hold back his tears was probably homesickness.
Zhu Weichu felt the same way, because he also wanted to return to his homeland and save his compatriots who had been bullied and enslaved by Miqing. He wanted to comfort his ancestors in the Yanjing Ancestral Temple, and his descendants had already recovered the Ming Dynasty.
" After receiving the gold, we will immediately set off for Flower Planting Island. We will go home according to the plan of restoring the country that the cabinet and the military have already made!”
"Yes!"
Xiong Gang's blood, which had been silent for a long time, began to boil. He could not wait any longer.
Sixteen years ago, when Emperor Hongwu was still alive, he planned to start the war to restore the country and destroy the Manqing Kingdom in the second year.
Unfortunately, the heavens were jealous of talents. Martial Emperor Hong suddenly contracted a vicious disease, and it took less than four months for him to die.
Before Emperor Hong Wu passed away, he instructed the civil officials and generals to guard the Flower Planting Island, accumulate strength, and minimize going out. Only when the young Crown Prince grew up could they start the plan to restore the country.
Sixteen years. They had been trapped on the Flower Planting Island for sixteen years. The six thousand Ming soldiers had extremely powerful firearms, but they could not find an opponent. It was a grievance.
"Oh right, Your Majesty, I still have something to say.”
"Tell me!"
Xiong Gang scratched his head awkwardly." Your Majesty, the Embroidered Uniform Guards have reported that Great Britain is very rich. There are many colonies overseas. Every year, the amount of gold and silver shipped to the mainland is calculated by how many ships. One hundred tons of gold seems to be too little.”
"Should we add another 100 tons?"
Was he that rich?
Zhu Weichu thought that 100 tons was already a lot, but you told me that it was just a drop in the ocean in Great Britain?
"Forget it, we don't lack money. We'll go back to Asia and destroy the extremely rich Mie Qing, so we don't lack money either.”
"Colony? Great Ming was the true empire of the Sun Never Sets!”
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