C2111 Each compromise step (1/2)
Everyone had a dream to become a king, and Xiao Letian was no exception. Being an emperor is good. Son of heaven, he will rule over all the people in heaven, and all the people in the territory will submit to him.
Endless power, limited constraints, and the officials and officials under him were like the rain; they were like the clouds! Inexhaustible delicacies, an inexhaustible supply of silk and silk, and a harem full of characters and beauties that could not be slept upon for the rest of their lives.
Just by talking and laughing, he could decide the life and death of a million people. With a wave of his hand, he could destroy countless small countries.
This was the peak of the human world. Apart from the heavenly paradise or the blissful world depicted by religion, who could compare with such blessings?
It was fake that she was not moved, Xiao Letian was also a normal mortal in the mortal world, he wanted to eat more when he saw good food and wine, he also wanted to enjoy when he saw beautiful palace ladies, when he saw his little heart beating erratically.
However, the biggest difference between a hero and a bear is that they know when to advance and when to retreat. Heroes can see the honey-stained knife when they see it, and bears can't care less when they see it.
Knowing when to advance but not knowing when to retreat. This was a huge divide between a mediocre person and a capable person. After greed and foolishness covered one's heart, the higher you climbed, the more miserable you would fall.
When humans entered the Second Industrial Revolution, the increase in technology power allowed the war's might to multiply. The birth of more new industries forced countries to start extensive compulsory education, otherwise there wouldn't be so many qualified workers to do work.
Education had opened the minds of the people. High-tech weapons armed the hands of the weak. It was impossible for ancient soldiers to play with swords, spears, halberds without more than ten years of hard training.
But once the Workers' Movement began, any worker could learn how to operate their rifle within a few minutes, and even kill a martial arts expert before they pulled the trigger.
Chaos, ah, that was an extremely chaotic era. Various thoughts began to violently collide with each other as the various powers began to rapidly expand. When the productivity was constantly increasing, it would become much easier to obtain industrial products.
Humans suddenly discovered that using force to seize power was such a simple thing. As long as you had enough resources and productivity, your empire could continuously expand like a crazed army.
A million, ten million, or even hundreds of millions of people were finally being slaughtered. Death was singing, the gods were weeping, and the sharp double-edged sword was not something a child could play with.
Not even the powerful German Empire. The Young William that was currently living with his grandmother in Buckingham Palace, the future William II, had lost to the hands of that era.
The last generation Tsar of the Russia was even more miserable, her entire clan was exterminated!
Xiao Letian was very clear that even if he ascended the throne, with his own abilities and the memories of two lifetimes, he would be able to survive through it all. He would even be able to control the Hua Clan and even overthrow the Qing Dynasty.
He was confident that he could maintain the prosperity of the Chinese nation for thirty to forty years. But after death? People shouldn't be too selfish. They shouldn't just keep thinking about who could care about the flooding world behind them! Remember that the ones who drown are their own children and grandchildren, and people can't be too kind.
After understanding all of this, Xiao Letian's tone became firm once more. ”Ah, Old Wang! We are not gods. We will meet with Yama one day … While we are alive, we can suppress all internal strife, but after death? ”
”Sovereign King is not me, Xiao Letian, and your subject is not your, Wang Huaiyuan …” Once the heavens send their ministers, then it will no longer be a friendship like ours, who would be able to climb and roll on the battlefield! ”
”Are you afraid of internal friction? Yes, I'm afraid too! But you can't force me to be an emperor out of fear of internal strife and civil war? Even if I can suppress the internal conflict, what happens after I die? ”
”At that time, the internal strife will erupt even more violently. If my children and grandchildren can't be suppressed, there will probably be a civil war!”