Chapter 1193: The Most Beautiful Man in the World's Road to Power (24)
Seeing how strong his desire for survival was, Gu Mo opened the book again and said, "Your Majesty, please read carefully and eat less snacks."
The little emperor curled his lips.
"Master, Master Sima only asked you to teach me how to govern the country, but he didn't say you would even take care of what I eat, right?"
Gu Mo said: "You are the emperor, you must learn to maintain your health, drink more wolfberry tea and eat less sugar, and live longer, it will be beneficial to the country."
If it's short-lived, what's the use of her trouble?
With that said, Gu Mo opened the cup and took another sip of wolfberry tea.
Little emperor, "..."
He looked at Gu Mo silently for a long time, and then his attention was focused on Gu Mo's skin.
He suspected that Gu Mo might be a fan of Fu, so he rolled his eyes and promised to come casually.
"I know the Taifu's intentions. I will work hard and be a good little emperor in the future."
Then he said: "But I'm really hungry right now, why don't you have a meal with me, Taifu?"
Gu Mo glanced at him and nodded.
So the little emperor ordered two bowls of hot soup noodles to be served.
It was a hot day, and the hot noodle soup was steaming all the time. The little emperor was sweating profusely after taking just two bites.
He went to see Gu Mo and saw that Gu Mo was also sweating, so he went to wipe Gu Mo's sweat himself.
His little chubby hands pulled his sleeves and rubbed Gu Mo's face vigorously.
"Master, let me wipe it for you..."
As a result, his sleeve rubbed against Gu Mo's face for a long time, and Gu Mo's face was still so pale.
Either the sickly pale color, or the warm and jade-like white color like mutton-fat jade, giving off a translucent feeling from the inside out.
This skin is so fragile that even though the material of the little emperor's clothes is extremely soft, there are still many red marks on it.
If Gu Mo's eyes weren't so intimidating, he would have looked pitiful like this.
The little emperor sighed in his heart, how could there be such a good-looking person in the world...
Even if he looks good, he is so awesome that he has controlled all the aristocratic families in Jiankang City...
Thinking of this, the little emperor suddenly felt inferior.
Even if he's not good-looking, those aristocratic families don't take him seriously, as long as he has the ability of Gu Mo...
"Master, stop eating noodles and let's talk."
Gu Mo said calmly, "What does Your Majesty want to talk about?"
The little emperor scratched his head and scratched his head for a long time, unable to explain why.
Gu Mo saw through his mind and asked: "Your Majesty would like to ask me how you managed to intimidate the Jiankang City family?"
The little emperor nodded immediately.
Gu Mo answered this doubt for him.
"First, I am Huan Da Sima who was recruited into the court in the name of His Majesty. On the surface, I am your Majesty's person, but in the eyes of the family, I am Huan Da Sima's person. Huan Da Sima holds heavy troops and has power over the government and the opposition.
, and the methods are ruthless, the aristocratic family is afraid of Sima Huan, and naturally they are also very afraid of me."
The little emperor touched his nose and said honestly: "I am also afraid of Da Sima."
Huan Lin imitated Wei Gong and used the emperor to control the princes.
The little emperor was just a decoration, so he naturally didn't take the little emperor seriously.
On weekdays, when we met, no courtier showed respect to the emperor, and every time he would scare the little emperor to the point of trembling, the little emperor had a great psychological shadow on him.
"Secondly, Xu Jianchen, the most famous scholar in the world, is a talented person of Wang Zuo. He has united with other celebrities from famous families in the world to recommend me to the dynasty. Scholars all over the world flock to him. No matter how arrogant the family is, they are afraid of ruining their century-old reputation and the literati's mouth.
And I am not afraid of dishonoring the reputation of my ancestors, nor am I afraid of people in the world criticizing me with words and writings. People who are barefoot are not afraid of people who wear shoes, so they are afraid of me."
"Thirdly, in the past, the aristocratic families in Jiankang City only heard about how ruthless I was when I was under the rule of Gujiabao, but they had never seen it. But as soon as I entered Jiankang City, I killed Fu Luan and Shi Kai.
I am a child of an aristocratic family, and one is the richest man in the world, but I am not afraid. On the contrary, they are afraid of me, because they speculate on the deep meaning of what I do, and they speculate too much.
The result was three and one. They didn’t bother me at the time, so they naturally didn’t have the confidence to do so afterwards.”
The little emperor seemed to understand and nodded, "So killing people can have such an effect?"
Gu Mo reached out and flicked his forehead.
"Your Majesty, killing is wrong."
Little Emperor, "Then why do you kill people?"
"So I'm wrong. Your Majesty, don't learn from me."
Little emperor, "..."
Gu Mo added: "Of course, the main reason why I can intimidate the family is not these external forces, but the fact that I have spent ten years of hard work to sharpen an extremely sharp knife with my own hands."
The little emperor held his cheek and asked, "What kind of sword does the master have?"
"This sword is Gu Jiabao. Without Chen's outstanding talent, there would be no Gu Jiabao. Without Gu Jiabao, the more arrogant I am in Jiankang City, the faster I will die."
Little emperor, "..."
Where can anyone boast so much?
The master seems to be quite shameless?
Gu Mo sighed again.
"At that time, I originally just wanted to be a minister of Qingliu, write books and pass them down to the world, and be famous throughout the ages. But later I discovered that writing books is useless, Qingliu is useless, and being famous throughout the ages is useless. No matter how many books I write, no matter how Qingliu I am.
, I can’t protect myself, my relatives and friends, let alone the people of this world. I can’t be like most people in the world and wait for others to change the world, so I want to be the one to change the world myself, so
I wanted men, horses, staff, and skills. Later, when I had all these, I had a butcher's knife to wield at others. If your Majesty cannot understand the world, you must patiently sharpen a butcher's knife so that you can challenge others.
Confidence.”
"Why is Gujiabao the sword in Taifu's hand?"
"The ten states under the rule of Gujiapu were all snatched from the hands of the Hu people without a single soldier. These ten states are half of the country of Jing Dynasty. Now I hold half of the country in my hands. The soldiers and horses are strong, and the Hu people are afraid.
Minister, the people under his rule are grateful to me, Sima Huan is afraid of me, and the aristocratic families in Jiankang City are naturally afraid of me."
"In the past, I was the one who trembled in fear in front of the aristocratic family, but now, it is I who taught the aristocratic family to tremble in fear in front of me. I will use the method they used to massacre the people in the world to slaughter them. I will make them feel the panic and fear when the people in the world are being slaughtered, and they will have trouble sleeping and eating.
An, I'm not afraid that they will be afraid of me and scold me, I'm just afraid that they won't be afraid of me enough."
Little emperor, "..."
Saying in front of me that you own half of the country is too disrespectful to take me as the emperor seriously, right?
The little emperor looked angry, and Gu Mo continued:
"Half of your majesty's empire is in the hands of the barbarians, half is in the hands of Huan Da Sima, and half is in the hands of the ministers. Only your majesty has nothing. It's quite pitiful to think about it."
Little emperor, "..."
His face turned red with anger, but he couldn't say a word.
"Your Majesty, please don't be angry. You should know that the emperor is angry and lays down millions of corpses. The emperor should not express his joy or anger. He cannot let the people below guess your joy and anger."
