"Brother Xiao, it's easy to say, easy to say." Lin Wanrong sneered and said, "As Brother Xiao said, I'm really not a scholar." Seeing the embarrassment in Xiao Qingxuan's eyes, he wanted to say something, but he waved his hand mercilessly interrupt.
Xiao Qingxuan had no choice but to lick his lower lip slightly, and smiled at Lin Wanrong, revealing a mouthful of pure white braided shells. That handsome appearance made Lin Wanrong's heart skip a beat, and he hurriedly turned his head away not to look at him.
One day, this dead shemale actually fired at me. Lin Wanrong was very annoyed, but there was nothing he could do about it.
After finally adjusting his mood from nausea, Lin Wanrong never looked at the face of the dead monster again, and continued: "Although I am not a scholar, I don't agree with their complacency, but I think this No wonder they, because the problem is not with them."
"It's not on them?" Xiao Qingxuan said with a frown, "I don't know what brother Lin meant by that."
Lin Wanrong said slowly: "It's very simple. What we see now is a reflection of a country's people's livelihood. And people's livelihood is a barometer of a country's governance. Oh, this, a barometer, do you understand?"
Xiao Qingxuan showed a barely understandable meaning, and Lin Wanrong didn't bother to explain to him, and then said: "The situation you see on Xuanwu Lake is full of officials and ladies, which is the result of the guidance of public opinion in this country."
Lin Wanrong is still very uncomfortable with this strange place, so he directly calls it "this country".
"Public opinion orientation?" Xiao Qingxuan obviously encountered a noun barrier again, and frowned beautifully. That delicate look made Lin Wanrong resound the allusion of Xizi holding his heart.
Day, how can I think of such a disgusting metaphor. Lin Wanrong hurriedly shook her head to drive away this terrible thought from the bottom of her heart.
Xiao Qingxuan glanced at him, and said shyly, "Mr. Lin, can you explain to me what public opinion orientation is?"
This kid is really good at studying, and now he is calling Mr. Lin Wanrong again. Thinking of the two different meanings represented by the husband, Lin Wanrong suddenly got goosebumps all over his body. To be the husband of this ladyboy, he might as well ask God to castrate me.
"Brother Xiao, please don't call me Mr. from now on, okay? To be honest, I'm really, a little allergic to this title." Lin Wanrong couldn't help frowning.
Xiao Qingxuan froze for a moment, then immediately agreed: "Okay, Mr. Lin."
Lin Wanrong rolled her eyes helplessly, this dead shemale is really stubborn.
Xiao Qingxuan was obviously aware of his mistake, his jade-like face blushed, and he smiled embarrassedly at him.
I don't want to bother with him anymore. This is the first time Lin Wanrong has talked so much with a person since he came to this place. In the past month, he almost suffocated him. Anyway, he has plenty of time. In this poor place, it is really difficult to find someone to listen to him nagging about these things.
"The so-called guidance of public opinion, that is, propaganda, as long as the direction of the propaganda is mastered, there is no problem in creating any kind of public opinion. If you let these officials sing and dance, then they will rise to peace. If you let them go to the national crisis generously, then It all depends on the flexible application of means." Lin Wanrong said lightly.
This Xiao Qingxuan is indeed a clever person, he immediately understood what he meant, and said excitedly: "Mr. Lin, what you mean is that we control the public—" He stopped talking halfway, obviously already understood.
This kid is quite talented, quick to respond, and knows how to say three points.
Lin Wanrong sneered, and said: "Singing and dancing, or national crisis, depends on the level of those in power. Although it is a national crisis, these officials are still singing and dancing, and they can't feel a trace of tension. Said it was the mistake of the rulers."
Although Lin Wanrong came here for only one month by accident, he didn't belong here in the first place. He didn't have the idea that the emperor is the most precious, and he would never kowtow when he saw the emperor. Don't bother to worry about anything.
In fact, only he, a fearless, flat-headed boy, dared to say this. Others, even if they had something to say, did not dare to express it directly.
This shemale boy surnamed Xiao is obviously a loyal royalist. Hearing Lin Wanrong's sneer, his face suddenly became a little ugly, and he said coldly: "Lin Xian-Brother Lin, I think it is not what you imagined. Today The emperor is at the peak of his spring and autumn, and he is working hard to rule. Although the invasion of the northern heavy enemy is a challenge for our magnificent China, it does not mean that there is no opportunity. As far as I know, the current emperor is ambitious and is in the process of governing and rectifying. In the officialdom, accumulate strength, strive to fight the enemy without fighting, and win the first battle, and raise my aspirations for the great China."
This kid actually knows how to find opportunities in a crisis, and he has a unique vision. Although his words were high-sounding, those words about the current emperor's age and prosperity were purely deceiving children.
Although Lin Wanrong has only been here for a month, he also understands that the current emperor is over 60 years old, but because of the absurdity of his youth, he is still childless until now, and there are only two princesses. I am afraid that the old boy will not lift it long ago.
As for whether to work hard to govern, it cannot be left to the emperor alone, and the people's livelihood is the best evidence. In terms of the stark contrast between the Jinling Temple and the northern beacon fires, the words "strive for governance" are probably just placed on the temple of the emperor's old son.
Seeing Mr. Xiao's demeanor, he has absolute trust in the emperor. Lin Wanrong was too lazy to argue with him, and snorted with a sneer: "Since ancient times, merits and demerits are right and wrong, and only future generations can comment. Xiao Xiao, since you have great respect for the emperor If you have extraordinary confidence, then I hope that your feeling is correct, and that he will benefit the people of the world."
Hearing Lin Wanrong calling him Xiao Xiao, the ladyboy blushed a little before, apparently never hearing such a title before, and gave Lin Wanrong a hard look.
Lin Wanrong's skin was as thick as a city wall, and he naturally ignored his white eyes, but his handsome boy blushed and clenched his fists, as if he was going to rush forward to fight him.
"Brother Lin, it seems that you have no confidence in the current emperor?" Mr. Xiao's face became more and more ugly, and he looked at Lin Wanrong and said every word. Speaking of his anger, he seemed to be a bit rich and imposing, and that kind of aura was not something that ordinary people could possess.
It's a pity that Lin Wanrong is immune to all the bullshit arrogance of wealth and domineering. To Lin Wanrong, his small thoughts are like the fighting spirit of a child next door, but the blush on his face makes him overwhelmed. Hair looks handsome.
If I was a good man, I would raise him. Lin Wanrong was taken aback by the thought that suddenly came to his mind, what the hell is this ladyboy from, and it almost made me change my sexual orientation.
"Confidence?" Lin Wanrong looked at him and said with a smile: "Xiao Xiao, don't pin your hopes on that old emperor, you can only rely on yourself."
"You—" Hearing that Lin Wanrong didn't have any respect for the emperor and called the emperor's old man, Mr. Xiao blushed angrily, pointed at Lin Wanrong and said, "How dare you say such outrageous things?"
Even the roots of his ears turned red in anger, and the two tiny dots faintly visible on the crystal-like jade earlobe became more obvious.
"So you're a chick." Lin Wanrong blurted out.