It is now mid-May, and Tianjin is a bit hot this year, with temperatures exceeding 30 degrees during the day.
Wanrong was wearing a white silk short-sleeved cheongsam, which showed off her slender and graceful figure. She leaned over the table and stared at the front very seriously. The slits in the cheongsam exposed her white calves.
"boom!"
Once the ball was hit, the balls bumped into each other randomly, without any order.
Zhou Hexuan entered the battle slowly and easily scored 18 points in a row. He said: "Miss Guo, we are playing snooker. It doesn't matter whether we score or not. The most important thing is to disgust the opponent. You have to learn how to play. The guy just now
Mr. Kang knows this very well."
Zhou Hexuan was insinuating that Kang Youwei didn't do business and only made trouble, but Wanrong didn't hear it. She was focused on the random names and smiled: "My surname is not Guo, let alone Miss. My full name is
Guobulo Wanrong."
"You see, Mr. Pu can be named Pu, not even Aisin Gioro. Of course you can also be named Guo," Zhou Hexuan said with absurd reasoning, "As for Miss, calling you Madam is too old-fashioned, calling you Queen
Your Majesty is not suitable, so why should I call you Mrs. Pu?"
"But I am Mrs. Pu." Wanrong said with a smile. Zhou Hexuan has always given her a very special feeling. He is different from anyone she knows. He talks strangely, behaves strangely, thinks strangely, and is always so unconventional.
Zhou Hexuan said seriously: "I think calling a woman Mrs. So-and-so, Mrs. So-and-so is actually disrespectful to her, as if she is a vassal of her husband, rather than an independent individual. What do you think?"
"Maybe." Wanrong nodded thoughtfully. She finally figured out why she felt Zhou Hexuan was special, because the people she had come into contact with before, including her father and best friends, only regarded her as the queen.
In other words, she was Puyi's wife, and only Zhou Hexuan regarded her as a normal woman.
For Wanrong, this was a wonderful experience, as if something was taking root in her heart.
"boom!"
Wanrong quickly learned how to use it and hit the white ball into the pile. Zhou Hexuan began to feel disgusted, with a mischievous smile on her face.
Zhou Hexuan had no choice but to scatter the ball pile randomly and praised: "Miss Guo, you have a good understanding."
Wanrong has accepted this title and said while playing ball: "I heard faintly from the side just now that you don't seem to think the restoration can be successful?"
Zhou Hexuan smiled and said: "You seem to be very happy about this."
"Yes, I think Tianjin is very good. There is no need to go back to the palace." This is the first time Wan Rong has revealed her true feelings to others.
Zhou Hexuan said with emotion: "China's revolution has been very mild. When revolutions broke out in Britain and France, their kings and queens ended up being beheaded."
Wanrong frowned and said, "That's because the king was too cruel, so the people killed him to vent their anger. My husband has never done anything bad and he shouldn't be treated so cruelly."
"To members of Parliament, King Charles I of England was indeed cruel, and his beheading was justifiable," Zhou Hexuan said with a smile, "But Louis XVI of France had a gentle personality and had no interest in government affairs. Instead, he preferred to be a locksmith.
He voluntarily gave up autocracy, had a good character, lived a frugal life, was kind-hearted, and loved the people, but he was still guillotined by the revolutionaries."
"Really?" Wanrong was quite surprised.
"It's absolutely true," Zhou Hexuan nodded and said, "Mr. Pu and Louis XVI have some similarities in character, such as being indecisive. If they take power and become emperors, they will only harm others and themselves. I hope you can persuade him.
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Wanrong nodded silently. She was really worried that one day she would be executed. The bloody scene would be too terrifying.
Zhou Hexuan had a playful smile on his face. He could fully foresee that if Wanrong went back to persuade Puyi to give up the restoration, she would definitely be scolded, or even be left out in the cold.
What exactly does Zhou Hexuan want to do?
His abilities are limited and he doesn't want to get involved in a dangerous power struggle, so he can only play small tricks.
Puyi will be supported by the Japanese as a puppet emperor in the future. This is a joke to many people. But for those old and young, as well as the traitors who are greedy for power, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Even with the emperor's banner,
It was much smoother for the Japanese to recruit puppet troops in the Northeast.
Zhou Hexuan wanted to shave Puyi into a bare pole and instigate discord between the queen and Concubine Shu to divorce him and disgrace him. If the shocked Puyi did not want to be emperor anymore, even if he still chose to be a puppet, it would be a waste.
A puppet without authority.
Although this may have limited effect, Zhou Hexuan finally did his best for the country and sought peace of mind.
As for the queen and concubine who were taken advantage of, it was not necessarily a bad thing for them.
The historical concubine Wenxiu strictly refused the coercion and inducement of the Japanese. During the Anti-Japanese War, her life was difficult. She made a living by pasting paper boxes and selling on the streets. She was able to make a living. In order to obtain alimony from Pu Yi during her divorce, she promised to stay forever.
She never married again, and she kept her promise, and she kept her promise. Later, she finally got married, but her later life was miserable and sad.
Queen Wanrong was not much better. After Wenxiu filed for divorce, the disgraced Puyi blamed all the blame on her, thinking that Wanrong had forced Wenxiu away, and she was left out in the cold ever since. Puyi's character after becoming the puppet emperor
Even more weird, Wanrong was basically in a state of confinement, so she smoked heavily. Later, she had an affair with a guard and gave birth to a child, but the child died mysteriously, which directly drove Wanrong crazy. It was really crazy.
Zhou Hexuan asked them to leave Puyi early, which was actually a good thing. At least the outcome would not be worse than in history.
Of course, there are more things Zhou Hexuan wants to do. For example, with Marshal Chu, he doesn't mind playing dirty tricks at critical moments. If he dares to arrest Zhou Hexuan and treat him like a slave and do whatever he wants, he will have to pay a price!
After a round of snooker, Wanrong took out a cigarette from her handbag, lit it, and asked, "Do you want one?"
Zhou Hexuan walked over and took off Wanrong's lit cigarette, held it in his mouth, puffed away the smoke, and said with a smile: "Thank you very much."
"You...you are shameless!" Wanrong's pretty face turned red, and she didn't know whether she was angry or ashamed. There was still her saliva on the cigarette holder, and it was actually sucked into Zhou Hexuan's mouth. Isn't this a disguised kiss?
Zhou Hexuan said shamelessly: "I don't like women who smoke."
"Who wants you to like it?" Wanrong said angrily. I don't know what she was thinking, but she actually didn't take out her cigarette again.
Puyi also finished a round. Seeing that Wanrong's expression was abnormal, he asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Hexuan said with a smile: "I was discussing the health hazards of cigarettes with Mrs. Pu."
Puyi actually believed it, but she lowered her head with a guilty conscience, not daring to look at her husband, as if she had done something morally wrong.
At this moment in the lounge, Kang Youwei was thinking over and over what Zhou Hexuan said. The more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became. He could no longer see any hope of restoration. He felt tight in the chest and short of breath. The more he thought about it, the more urgent he was, and his throat felt sweet——
"puff!"
A mouthful of old blood spurted out, and Kang Youwei fainted.