Weng Tongyi looked at Prince Gong's distorted and hideous face, he vaguely guessed the true thoughts of this prince, at this moment Yi had forgotten that he was the prince of the imperial court, and only remembered that he was a Manchurian.

At the critical moment, the Manchus still had to keep their arms, and they relied on armed suppression and the purchase of soft-boned literati to settle the Central Plains for 200 years.

But the Manchus themselves will never forget that they are outsiders to this Central Plains, and they have always had a nightmare in their memory, that is, a nightmare shared by ethnic minorities ruling over the majority of ethnic groups.

It is precisely because of this sense of insecurity that the black soil of Baishan outside the Guanxi has not been opened to the Han people, and the limited Han people are imprisoned by the side walls inserted by the wicker and can only live in a limited area, and it is even more difficult for new Han immigrants to enter the Guanwai.

The Manchus themselves regard Guanwai as their last retreat, which is their hometown and base camp, and if one day the Han people rise up as strong leaders again, they can still return to their hometown to lick their wounds in order to make a comeback.

However, in all calculations, the army is an indispensable link, and in order to retain the purity of their own military group, the emperors of the Manchu Qing Dynasty did not think of canceling or improving the Eight Banners system, even if they criticized the Eight Banners system.

Because they know very well that if there is an army, they will live, and if there is no army, they will be destroyed, this is a cruel reality, and it is an iron law that there is no room for negotiation. It's just that they didn't expect that a comfortable life would be so corrosive to people.

Two hundred years after the dynasty, the descendants of the once heroic and invincible Eight Banners athletes, one by one, they don't even know Manchu and can't speak, and the Eight Banners support system is all a bunch of waste, and the defeat again and again disappointed the imperial court again and again.

When Xiao Letian's army invaded Sijiu City, everyone was trembling in fear and did not dare to resist, and those half-crippled uncles who had their thumbs cut off were rampant all over the capital, the imperial court finally made up its mind that this new army must be trained.

However, it costs money to train the army, and where does the imperial court still have money, and the hundreds of officials are not able to pay their salaries, and they still expect to raise a new army? As for saying that a few troops will be cut and saved money to train the new army, it is even more impossible, and the intertwined Eight Banners Battalion and the Green Battalion have already become a huge force group, and whoever dares to touch them will wait for them to be stabbed in the middle of the night.

Now Xiao Lotian brought a glass of wine to the imperial court, although everyone didn't know what the side effects of this poison were, but people knew very well that it must be small. But there is no choice, at least Prince Gong has no choice, and he is a little acquiesced in the appearance of Prince Alcohol, as for Li Lianying's eyes, his eyes are bright.

At this moment, Weng Tongyi and Hubu Lao Lin realized that today's meeting was fake, and the three people in front of them had already approved the draft.

A bold thought flashed through Weng Tongyi's heart: "Could it be that the news that the emperor was going to train the Son of Heaven before stimulated Prince Gong? Now that the prince of the Eight Banners and Cixi have formed an alliance? Their purpose is not only to protect the imperial court and protect the Qing Dynasty with a powerful new army, but also to keep their power?"

"Is there going to be an internal fight so soon? The Manchurians themselves are about to be killed internally? My God! In this way, if Your Majesty had not left the Forbidden City, then he would have been just a puppet in front of these big men for the rest of his life......

At that moment, there was a rift in Weng Tongyong's values for many years, and a huge tropical storm in the Pacific Ocean blew in his heart.

Lao Weng is indeed a stubborn old stubborn, he is born with a natural resistance to Western disseminators like Xiao Letian, but his loyalty to the emperor is unparalleled.

The Confucian scholars who had been educated by the saints for thousands of years were extremely loyal to the monarchy, and in their eyes the emperor was everything, the pillar of all their spiritual worlds.

Especially Emperor Tongzhi, this is the emperor whose inheritance is pure in the Qing Dynasty, because his father Xianfeng is his son. In addition, Emperor Tongzhi has been very smart since he was a child, although he can't compare to those folk genius children, but in the Qing Dynasty, his IQ is definitely top-notch.

Such a little emperor is the seedling of the future saint, so Weng Tongyi and others sincerely support the emperor, and once the emotion is fake, there is no fake. In fact, let alone Tongzhi, the loyalty of the old man to Emperor Guangxu in history can already explain everything, and Emperor Guangxu's ascension to the throne is actually very reluctant.

At that time, more people were optimistic about the eldest son of Emperor Daoguang, the eldest grandson Fu Lun, and Prince Gong's son Zaicheng, both of whom were more qualified than Guangxu, but at that time, Cixi's power was already very strong, and the imperial court couldn't screw him, so he reluctantly chose Guangxu, that is, Aixinjue Luo Zaiyan, the son of Prince Yiyun.

The old man can do his best to assist such an emperor who is not always expected to return, and show 100% loyalty, but you can imagine how loyal he is to Emperor Tongzhi, we can say that this guy is ready to die and sacrifice for Zaichun.

Thinking about all this, the old man nodded, "Okay, the prince said that it makes sense, the dynasty really has to train its troops, and we have strong troops in our hands, so we are not afraid of chaos!

Hubu Lao Lin obviously still didn't understand the doorway here, "Ah, so urgent...... If you don't discuss it anymore, why do I always feel that this money is hot!"

Li Lianying said with a smile: "Lord Lin, how can there be any silver in the world that is not hot? If you want to do big things, you have to be bold, otherwise you can't do anything, and you don't want to look at the silver vault of the running mice every day and sigh, right?"

Lao Lin couldn't stand the flickering of these four together, and finally drank a glass of wine and sighed and said, "Okay, I'm a warehouse keeper in the Qing Dynasty, and I listen to your ......."

At this time, the time has passed, and it is obviously a little late to go back to their respective homes, anyway, Prince Gong's mansion has a house, and everyone will live here tonight, just when the old man walked out of the flower hall with Prince Gong side by side, he suddenly said with a smile.

"Lord Wang, I raise my hands to agree with the tax reform, but after Xiao Letian's hands, I am always a little worried...... So I want to ask the imperial court for an order, let me go to the Ryukyus, including Japan, North Korea, and take a detour to Jiangnan, if I don't see it with my own eyes, I don't have the bottom in my heart!"

How could Yi care about this travel expenses, no matter how poor the court was, it would not be difficult for a famous minister like Weng Tongyi, he nodded and said, "This matter is easy to do, go back to the Prime Minister Yamen to issue a ticket, let the Queen Mother use the treasure, you go around and take a look, borrow your eyes to touch the details of Xiao Letian, it is also reasonable......"