“…… The seriousness of the problem lies in the fact that Liu Yun does not treat the people here as human beings, he only thinks that he is playing a real-life version of a real-time strategy game, and the 400 million people are just numbers in a computer game for him, and he only cares about his dreams...... Judging from his face and movements, it must have been evident in him that the damaging effect of the space-time transformation on the physical body had already been manifested in him, and he probably felt that his time was short, so he was in a hurry to devote the whole country to expand the military war within ten years, so as to realize his long-cherished wish of deploying military force and fighting for hegemony in the world at that time......"

Wen Yi wrote this, stopped his pen, tore off the page of the diary he was writing, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the wastebasket.

After arguing with Liu Yun at noon that day, Wen Yi never eased his breath, and originally wanted to discuss it with Zhang Zhigao, but after returning to the conference room, he learned that Zhang Zhigao had rushed back to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to deal with the incident of the British and Indian army's invasion of the Tibetan border.

Wen Yi finished the afternoon meeting in a low mood, returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion at No. 10 Yongdingmenwai Street (also known as Guan Street), hastily ate dinner, took a bath, and came to the study, opened the diary, and wanted to write something, but after tearing off three pages in a row, Wen Yi found that what he wanted to do most now was to do nothing.

Wen Yi pushed the diary forward, his hands behind his head, and his eyes looking at the ceiling.

"What have I been doing for thirteen years?"

"I'm just playing a game. It's just that my purpose is to transform a large number of new people who get rid of the concept of master and slave and believe in the concept of freedom and equality, and by these new people, absorb the essence of Chinese and foreign civilizations, and gradually create a new China with a high degree of civilization, she will become the new center of civilization in the world, and the brilliance of her civilization will shine on the whole world, and her influence will surpass that of any empire in history. The new Chinese empire that I want to see is by no means just a low-level and barbaric giant economic and military complex, it is true that it must have strong economic and military power, but its system and culture will attract the attention of the whole world, and the countries of the world will not only marvel at its incomparable economic achievements and powerful military machine, but also admire the highly civilized people it possesses. It will be a country of abundance, but also a country of freedom and a high degree of civilization, a country that the elites and ordinary people of the entire civilized world alike aspire to...... However, can such a kingdom really be created? ”

"Is it really just a relationship between me and Liu Yun that uses each other? This kind of problem is not a problem......"

"Compared with my dream, Liu Yun's dream is more realistic, after all, what history has practiced, it shouldn't be too difficult to do it, it's just that he is in too much hurry, limited to ten years, too risky, but he should be able to live until then, whether it is failure or luck, he can probably still see the ending, and my dream, even if it has been running according to the track I set, it is impossible for me to see the day when the dream is realized, time, it will take too long...... If you don't see results in your lifetime, shouldn't you do it? Of course it's not like that. ”

"I didn't make any concessions, he didn't take advantage of anything, although he wanted to stand in the front of the back, but he wanted to change the trajectory I set, but he had to pay a heavy price, and the outcome was uncertain. I don't want to be an enemy of him, and in my current state, whether or not I will survive the next general election is a question, but since those ideas have spread and taken root in many places, it is not a critical question whether I am an enemy of him. ”

"There is still a period of time, I still have a period of time, but Liu Yun has more time to be available. There will be no war between me and him, because I don't have any power that belongs to me, I'm just a person, and it doesn't mean anything to him to bring me down, as long as I don't oppose him, he won't deliberately oppose me. I will not be an enemy of him, because my personal strength is insignificant. However, this country that I have reformed is not so easy to succumb to the guns of a few warlords......"

"Until those things happen, I need to take care of my body and stop working so hard. Since Liu Yun wants the position of prime minister, then from now on, he will push most of the prime minister's work to him, and it is best for him to go to other places to recuperate, so that he may be able to prolong the time he lives in this world, see some things that he thought he could not see before, and enjoy some life that he almost gave up before. ”

"Where to recuperate...... People in their early fifties are starting to want to die, which is really unconfident. ”

Wen Yi smiled coldly at the ceiling.

There was a knock on the door outside the study.

"Who?"

"Master, it's me, Xiao Ye."

Xiao Ye is a newly recruited maid from the Prime Minister's Office, nineteen years old this year, with a pretty appearance, a sweet voice, lively and generous manners, and even sometimes jokes with the Prime Minister, which is very different from the previous maids who were sincerely afraid and shy back.

"Wait a minute, what's the matter?"

Wen Yi said, sat back in his chair, and easily took the diary into a small mezzanine in the desk drawer, and then locked the drawer again.

"I've brought in the coffee you wanted."

Outside the door replied.

Wen Yi carefully put the drawer key in his pocket before responding: "Come in." ”

The door opened, and Xiao Ye, who was wearing a blue and white Western-style maid's dress, walked in with a tray of coffee, sugar cubes, and juice, and put down the tray on Wenyi's desk.

Wen Yi picked up the coffee cup and raised his head to Xiao Ye: "Well, thank you for your hard work." ”

Xiao Ye Waner smiled: "Master, you are too polite, not like a master at all." ”

For a moment, Wen Yi felt that smile was a little familiar, and his eyes were staring directly at Xiao Ye's face, as if it was engraved with a notice of his death sentence.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Yi blinked, and that overly focused look was gone.

What Wen Yi sees now is Xiao Ye, a nineteen-year-old young woman with a delicate face and a graceful figure, although she is only a maid, she has a unique charming temperament.

As the Prime Minister of the Empire, Wen Yi has remained single for more than ten years, which has always been the focus of attention of some boring people.

Today, Emperor Guangxing had promised him that no matter which princes and nobles he fell in love with, the emperor would personally match him, but so far, the emperor has never had such an opportunity.

For the sake of Wen Yi's marriage problem, Liu Yun has implemented various measures including intrigue and trickery more than once, such as compiling a handbook of famous ladies in Beijing for him to study more in his spare time, another example of the goodwill trap called Cha Xushi as a blind date, and such as "mistakenly" posting Wen Yi's marriage advertisements in many newspapers, which once caused the mailbox of the Prime Minister's Office to be blocked 24 hours a day......

Liu Yun also asked him in a righteous and stern manner: "Why don't you get married?" For what, for what! Why do you receive so many courtship letters? Why did the little cuties of the girls' school gather in front of the Prime Minister's Office in the rain just to give you a handkerchief or other gadgets? Why will your personal life materials be snapped up by female students everywhere? Why does the National Matchmaker Association offer a reward for the first professional matchmaker who succeeds in matchmaking for you? For what! For what! Nobody cares about me for what—"

Wen Yi's answer was: "The answer to the last question about you is that you are married. ”

What Wen Yi just sensed from Xiao Ye's smile was about his wife—no, it should be the memory of his ex-wife Yun.

Xiao Ye stretched out two fingers in front of Wen Yi's eyes and shook them twice.

Wen Yi was stunned.

Memories are rewinding, freeze-framed, and replayed.

Two little fingers, shaking in front of your eyes.

Sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, white T-shirt, blue short skirt, jumping ponytail, playful smile, everything is like a bright sunshine shining through the blue sky.

At that time, the girl's heart still belonged to another teenager, the hearty teenager who liked to wear camouflage uniforms and loved military magazines and war games, the girl was called the teenager "Ah Yun", and the teenager was called the girl "Yun'er", whenever he heard the two of them call him so, dozens of locomotives rushed towards the same point in Wen Yi's heart.

For a while, Wen Yi bathed in the bright sunshine almost every day, because he and Ah Yun were friends who grew up, and as long as he could see Ah Yun, he could basically see Yun'er.

Yun'er likes literature and nature, and she hopes that her beloved can often accompany her to wander among the mountains and rivers, watch the flowing clouds, look at the setting moon, cherish the flowing water, taste the breath of new grass leaves, and count the petals of unknown wildflowers together. She is like real sunshine, she only likes real nature.

At that time, Ah Yun became a war maniac, indulging in the war frenzy of magazines, books, and computer games, and he was always fighting and fighting when he opened and closed, and whenever Yun'er invited him to go to a certain place to hang out, he always asked Yun'er to wait by the computer.

Yun'er's articles are often published in newspapers and magazines, but Ah Yun never reads them, and Ah Yun only reads books related to military affairs.

The girl begins to get bored, and then she discovers that her boyfriend's friend, Wen Yi, has the same hobbies as her, and she begins to pay attention to Wen Yi, and of course Wen Yi can't ask for it.

So on Yun'er's seventeenth birthday, Ah Yun was kicked out, and Ah Yun realized the importance of Yun'er, he regretted it and wanted to make amends, but found that the person standing next to Yun'er was his best friend.

So on a sunny afternoon, two friends met at the foot of a small hill in the suburbs, and after saying some meaningless words, Ah Yun swung his fist that he had been trained for a long time but had never practiced, and unexpectedly broke two of Wen Yi's ribs at once.

In the hospital, the two little fingers shook in front of Wen Yi's eyes.

Playful smiles with strings of tears.

The sunshine outside the window, the girl's tears, Wen Yi raised his hand, stroked away the tears, and called softly: "Yun ......"

"Master, if you want to drink Yun'er lotus seed soup, I'll make it for you."

Xiao Ye said with wide eyes.

Wen Yi shook his head blankly, and immediately laughed again.

"Cloud Ear Lotus Seed Soup - I see, you are really ...... Alright, alright, let's go down. ”

"Yes......"

Xiao Ye bent down suspiciously, and was about to retreat, but was stopped by Wen Yi again.

"That...... Xiaoye, if you are given a holiday, where do you want to play? ”

Xiao Ye hesitated for a moment, and from Wen Yi's expression, he was sure that the sentence just now did not mean to dismiss her, so he boldly said, "I want to go to the beach." ”

"Yes, by the sea, good...... Then it was decided that it was the seaside, and in winter, it was better to go to the south, just Beihai Silver Beach. ”

"Sir, you ......"

"Xiaoye, I'm going to go to the beach, since I listened to your opinion, of course I'll take you there."

"I'm really going!"

"Well, I'm really going, and I'm going to be going for a long time......"

“…… Wen Yi fell into the quagmire of generalized humanitarianism, he did not understand that compared with such a great ideal as dominating the world and the world, the low-level idea of using the democratic system to safeguard the freedom of the people and ensure the happy life of the people is not worth mentioning, and the freedom and happiness of the people come from the freedom and strength of the country, and the country becomes the hegemon in the world world, and the people will naturally become the masters of the world world, and they will be able to get unprecedented freedom and happiness at that time...... Before that, it will be necessary for the people to make sacrifices, sacrificing some of the freedom and happiness of the present in exchange for the deeper and richer freedom and happiness of the future...... In any case, the minds of the common people are generally low, selfish, and backward, they cannot grasp the pulse of history, they only compete with each other for immediate interests, and their vision is so narrow, how can they see the theme of the changes in the world over thousands of years? That theme is that the law of the jungle is the strongest, and it is the strength of the force that determines everything, and there will be no fundamental change in a few thousand years. If we want to survive, we do not need to inject all the strength of the whole country into the military aspect, but if we want to dominate the world, this empire must be fully militarized, become a war machine, sweep the world with tens of millions of troops, seize the colonies of the old empire, and with the vast colonies, China's development can take many roads less, and the people can suffer a lot less......

When Liu Yun wrote this, he put down his pen, frowned and stared at the diary on the table, thought for a few seconds, and put the delicate black cowhide book into the drawer.

At noon that day, Liu Yun and Wen Yi had a head-on conflict for the first time in more than ten years, and the so-called conflict was only a battle of words, not to the point of using physical combat.

Liu Yun didn't expect that the differences between him and Wen Yi would be so serious, he was not interested in Wen Yi's set at all, Wen Yi was obsessed with his own system transformation and national transformation, and completely ignored the great ideals he had always held.

In Liu Yun's understanding, whether it is the system or the people, all should serve that ideal, let China dominate the world, this is the real meaning of their adventure here, if they can't realize it, or if they can't see this ideal realized with their own eyes, then everything they have done before will immediately become meaningless.

A democratic, prosperous and powerful country is just an abstract concept, it is not a result, it is too vague, and it lacks a demarcated yardstick, and it may only be used as a commentary in a history book. And dominating the world is a real and visible thing, the territory of the old empire in the past has become the territory of the Chinese empire, which is a result, which can make people satisfied, burn, and ascend to heaven.

Since Wen Yi has publicly expressed his disagreement with his views, Liu Yun has to make up his mind to go from the backstage to the front and fully grasp the military and political power, so he also expressed to Wen Yi that day that he would be the next prime minister, and Wen Yi immediately said that he would go into the field and not ask about political affairs at all.

"Let him quit the front line, but also for the sake of his health, his face is getting worse and worse, and he won't be able to control his work, he doesn't know day and night, and if he doesn't rest, I'm afraid he won't ......be able to survive for a year."

Thinking like this, Liu Yun completely wiped out the only bit of guilt in his heart. He didn't feel that Wen Yi would oppose him, or that he knew that Wen Yi was not capable of opposing him at all.

Liu Yun also didn't think that after the noon dispute, he and Wen Yi had broken up, since Wen Yi was not a political threat to him, then there was no need to give up the long-standing friendship, maybe after a while, Wen Yi would turn to understand and support him.

Outside the door came the noise of children, mixed with crying.

Liu Yun stood up, opened the door of the study, and saw his youngest son, eight-year-old Liu Fan, sitting on the ground crying, and a pair of twin siblings next to him—Liu Ping and Liu Yuchun, both twelve-year-old—were looking at Liu Fan at a loss.

"What's going on?"

Liu Yuchun preemptively responded: "Xiaofan always pesters me, he is stupid, I don't want to play with him, I only play with my brother, he makes trouble, I ignore him, and he starts crying." ”

Liu Yun smiled bitterly, picked up Xiao Fan who was lying on the ground, and wiped away his tears for him.

Unlike the hearty brother and lively sister, Xiaofan has been a little gloomy since he was a child, rarely playing with children in kindergarten, and after going to elementary school last year, he ignored his classmates, even with his parents, he rarely spoke, in addition to the wet nurse and the personal nanny, Xiaofan only likes to pester his sister Yuchun at home, Yuchun always feels that he is very annoying, but for the sake of face, he always takes care of his younger brother against his will in front of his parents, as long as his parents go away, Yuchun will immediately leave Xiaofan to find his brother Liu Ping.

"Sister...... Sister, she doesn't play with me, sister...... She...... She bullied me. ”

Xiao Fan sobbed bitterly, Liu Yun picked up his face and pinched it gently.

Xiao Fan has a face that is more delicate than Yuchun, because she has been weak and sickly since she was a child, her body looks very thin, and Liu Ping, who puffed up a small muscle when she was eight years old, is 108,000 miles away.

"My sister doesn't play with you, you can play with other children."

Liu Yun comforted, but Xiao Fan's face became even more bitter.

"I just want to play with my sister ......"

Liu Yun felt that this was no longer a general coquette, he suddenly let go of Xiao Fan's face and stared at his eyes seriously: "Xiao Fan, you are a boy, you can't always play with a girl like your sister or something......"

"But my sister always plays with my brother."

Xiao Fan looked depressed.

Yuchun immediately retorted: "Stupid melon, I went with my brother to go to play with Brother Gale and Sister Xin, you always cry and mourn, it will only make everyone unhappy, so I will never take you there." ”

Xiao Fan's cry immediately increased by dozens of decibels.

Gale and Xiaoxin were the sons and daughters of the late Zhu Tao, the former chief of the General Staff Operations Department, who was shot and killed in a car shortly after the Guangxing Ding case in 1896, with the official explanation being that he was assassinated by Ding Jieyun's remnants, but the killer has not been caught so far.

Liu Yun had no choice but to turn to Yuchun: "Yuchun, just take Xiao Fan with you, how can you be sure that Gale and Xiao Xin don't like Xiao Fan either?" ”

Yuchun just shook his head: "Father, you don't know what to do, Xiao Fan will only pester me, and he is not interested in other people at all." ”

Liu Yun looked at Liu Ping, who was standing beside Yuchun, as if he were verifying.

Liu Ping nodded vigorously: "Father, Yuchun didn't lie, I tried to take Xiaofan to play, but Xiaofan ignored me at all." In the past, when Brother Gale and Sister Xin came, he didn't even bother to look at them. ”

Liu Yun suddenly felt a little spasm in his calves, and subconsciously, he stood up suddenly.

Xiao Fan didn't notice the strange expression on his father's face, so he just pulled his throat and cried violently.

"Don't cry!"

"As the son of the generalissimo of the empire, he cried just because he couldn't pester his sister to play such a boring little thing, what is it like!"

"Go back to my room now, don't pester my sister in the future, if I see you again like this, you will stay in your room forever!"

Liu Yunhu roared with an angry face, and called the servants and asked them to carry Xiao Fan back to the room.

"Don't ...... Let me go...... I'm going to play with my sister...... Let go of my ......"

Xiao Fan cried all the way and disappeared behind the corner of the corridor.

"I'm really angry, how did this kid become like this."

Liu Yun said indignantly, exhaled and returned to the study, slamming the door slammed shut.

Outside the door, Liu Ping and Yuchun glared at each other and looked at each other in surprise for a while.

"What's wrong with my father?"

"I don't know what to do."

"Forget it, I can't care so much, let's go to Gale and Xiaoxin's house now."

"Well, let's go."

The brother and sister held hands and ran happily to the hall.

Liu Yun was alone in the study, turning round and round.

He was angry and sad, all because of Liu Fan.

Liu Fan's weakness and introversion made him feel a deep disgust, especially when Liu Fan was with his older brothers and sisters, and that disgust was involuntarily magnified and distorted.

In Liu Yun's view, the eldest son Liu Ping is a beautified version of his childhood appearance, twelve-year-old Liu Ping is more cheerful, smarter, more manly, and more naughty than twelve-year-old Liu Yun.

The second daughter Liu Yuchun seems to be the infantilized version of Liu Yun's first love Yun'er when she was a teenager, whenever she sees her daughter's beautiful smile like the spring sunshine, whenever she hears her daughter's crisp voice like a silver bell, and whenever she feels the lively and cute little rabbit on her daughter, Liu Yun feels that she seems to be dozens of years younger in an instant.

Compared with the twin brothers and sisters who shimmered with moving light, the third son Liu Fan was simply a sinful existence, he didn't have anything on him that could move Liu Yun at all, he just had Liu Yun's blood flowing on his body.

Just now, Liu Yun discovered a new sin in Liu Fan, an eight-year-old boy who persistently pestered his sister and was not interested in anyone else, such a thing must not be considered normal, let alone be compared with beauty.

Liu Yun first felt a chill down his spine and a nausea in his throat, then he had to burn with anger, and finally sublimated his sorrow in anger.

"How did I give birth to such a son!"

The threads of Liu Yun's train of thought finally converged on this sentence.

The wheels of logical and non-logical reasoning begin to turn.

"How can my son be like this!"

"My son is nothing like me! From personality to looks...... Isn't he a son? Why do you look like a girl! ”

"This isn't my son?!"

"This is a bastard born of adultery between my wife and a little white face with a woman's face!"

The wheel of reasoning stopped, disintegrating into a sky full of yellow leaves.

Liu Yun put his hand on his forehead, but his fingers slowly pinched into his skin.

"I'm thinking about something, it's really my son, no matter how annoying he is, it can't change the fact that he's my son, I have to accept the facts, I have to put him on the right track, I can't let him go on like this. My children must be better than me, and no waste will be allowed in my offspring! ”

Liu Yun gritted his teeth, and a cold and fierce light shot out of his eyes.