Chapter 94: Under Me, All Are Equal
'My home is your home.'
Although Gutonmaha really wanted to say this, he resisted the urge to flatter Yang Ming.
Mr. Yang Ming values his value. When he loses his value, there is no need for him to exist. ——This is what Gutenberg believes.
Yang Ming smiled and said, "I heard that your two sons arrived safely in the Sherman Empire yesterday and joined their sister? Congratulations."
Gudunmaha was surprised.
He spent a lot of money and did this in great secrecy. He even made two almost identical substitute robots for his two sons. How could it be leaked...
Yes, Mr. Yang Ming knows everything.
This is nothing surprising.
Gudunmaha hurriedly said: "Since I have chosen to stand in your camp, it is natural that I will place all my assets in the powerful Sherman Empire. This is what I should do."
"So you were completely excluded by the other generals in the military," Yang Ming's eyes flickered slightly, "Didn't they tell you?"
"tell what?"
"They are about to launch a military coup," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Yi Luyi wants to be the emperor."
Gutonmaha's brows slowly locked together, and he whispered, "Mr. Yang Ming, I haven't heard anything about this matter. Iluyi is the former Minister of Defense, and his student is the current Minister of Defense. My current situation is indeed a bit difficult. At present, I can only ensure that the fleet I control is stable."
"I came to you today specifically to ask about your fleet."
Yang Ming stood up, walked to Gutonmaha, and whispered in his ear:
"Want to sit in the defense minister's chair?"
Gutonmaha's Adam's apple moved up and down.
"A military coup is not in my interest," Yang Ming said calmly, "I can promote you, and you don't have to be completely loyal to the royal family."
"I understand," Gutonmaha's voice also became very light, "I will only be loyal to one person from now on, sir."
"You don't need to say nice things in front of me. You help me do things and I give you benefits. This is a deal."
Yang Ming patted Gutonmaha's arm and said softly:
"I've put what I need you to do in your home mailbox. Do your best, young man. I'll always be watching you."
young people?
Ding ding!
Yang Ming's watch vibrated slightly.
He opened it and looked at it, frowning and said, "Oh, no, I have to go chat and drink tea with the old emperor. That's all for today. Send a faster spaceship to take me back, so as not to keep His Majesty waiting too long."
"Don't worry, I'll arrange it right away!"
After Yang Ming left, Gutonmaha slumped on the sofa and fell into deep thought.
Did Mr. Yang Ming accidentally reveal any information?
At this moment, Gudunmaha had a lot of thoughts.
But he forced himself to get up, went back to his desk, opened his secret home mailbox, and displayed the plan on the desktop.
A few minutes later, Gutonmaha's eyes were full of confusion.
Fake coup?
How could a coup d'état be fake?
…
The text message that Yang Ming read out in front of Gutonmaha was not false.
The old emperor suddenly summoned and asked to see Yang Ming. The palace guards had already gone to Yang Ming's home, but Yang Ming, who was nominally recuperating from his injuries, was not at home.
Fortunately, after receiving the news, Edwang immediately went to the palace to ask for a meeting, saying that he was worried that Yang Ming was in danger, and arranged him to a safe house far away.
Yang Ming hurried back to the surface of Yilando Star on an airship. He let the airship land directly on the top of a building on the outskirts of the city, and then took the "privileged" car sent by Adwang to pick him up, overtaking all the way and taking the fast lane, heading straight for the palace.
Even the emperor couldn't find him when he was summoned. He is too big a star.
If one is not careful, this detail will become a handle for the Third Prince and the First Prince to attack Edwang.
Why did the old intelligent emperor suddenly summon him?
Yang Ming held his watch and typed while chatting with Lu for a while.
Lu reminded Yang Ming many times not to anger the old emperor.
Although the old emperor is an intelligent machine, he is an intelligent machine that holds the power of life and death over the Luofeng Empire. And judging from the previous incident of Princess Dana falling, the old emperor's positron brain is now very unstable.
Yang Ming didn't even have time to change into his military uniform. He just kept running in his shirt and trousers.
Passing by the palace gate guarded by the Fourth Battalion of the Fourth Regiment of the Imperial Guards , Yang Ming went to the guards' rest room to get a bottle of water, poured it on his forehead and body, pretended to be sweaty and in a very embarrassed look, and rushed to the emperor's bedroom in a hurry.
In front of the palace gate, two waiting maids looked at Yang Ming with frowns.
The maid kindly reminded: "Major, you should pay attention to your manners."
Yang Ming deliberately said loudly: "Oh my God, I rushed here immediately after receiving the order. I ran for an unknown amount of time on the road and was sweating all over."
A maid took the initiative to step forward and helped Yang Ming to tidy up his short hair. She used a tissue to wipe off the water stains and buttoned his collar.
"Please wait a moment. We will go and report."
The old emperor's laughter was heard from the loudspeaker at the palace gate: "Let Yang Ming come in. He's already injured, why rush in so quickly?"
The two maids lowered their heads and retreated, and the palace gate slowly opened.
Yang Ming quickly jumped up the stairs and saw the old emperor and Edwang beside the long table where the emperor was dining.
The old emperor was having a meal, and on the projection screen in front of him, the hottest reality show was playing.
"Your Majesty, you are looking for me?"
Yang Ming saluted, then bowed to Edwang and said, "Your Highness, the Second Prince, you are here too."
Edwang winked at Yang Ming.
The old emperor smiled and said, "Come and sit over here. I called you over here just to chat. I don't have any old friends around me to chat with."
"Yes," Yang Ming lowered his head and walked forward.
He moved a chair and sat down at the back.
The old emperor didn't say much. He ate the sticky porridge while watching the variety show and laughing from time to time.
But after laughing, the old emperor looked thoughtful again and whispered, "Edwan?"
"Father."
“Do you think the values conveyed by this program are correct?”
The old emperor said slowly:
"For the sake of entertainment, they are constantly grandstanding, attacking others' shortcomings without any limit, and deliberately making people play the role of clowns... Isn't this a bit too much?"
Adwant smiled and said, "Father, this is actually commonplace. The content of TV variety shows is based on ratings, which also means that people like to watch this kind of program that relaxes them."
"But this does not mean that the production team can have no bottom line."
The old emperor put down the spoon and looked up at Edwan.
"Go shut down this TV station and put the producers, actors, directors, and staff involved in this program in jail for three months."
Edwang said hurriedly: "Father, perhaps we can use admonitions to remind them of their value orientation..."
The old emperor raised a finger: "This is an order."
Edwang frowned slightly. Just as he was about to say something, Yang Ming beside him suddenly said, "Your Highness, I'll do it."
"Yang Ming, you stay. We haven't had the pleasant chat for today yet," the old emperor looked at Yang Ming, "Edwang, now, immediately."
Edwin's expression was a little stiff.
He sat there, looking at the Emperor who was so close to him, his lips trembling slightly.
Suddenly, Adwant muttered quietly: "Should their investors be locked up as well?"
"It's up to you," the old emperor smiled with his eyes narrowed.
Yang Ming was truly relieved.
"Okay father, I will carry out your will right away."
Edwang stood up with a smile, bowed to the old emperor, and walked towards the palace gate.
The old emperor hummed a leisurely tune and fiddled with the TV channels with his fingers, as if looking for the next victim.
"How about we talk about something new? Yang Ming."
The old emperor suddenly asked: "What do you think of the restoration of conservative liberalism?"
Yang Ming swallowed.
My goodness, this intelligent machine is too abstract.
If he hadn't put hidden earphones in his ears in advance, and had Lu as an off-field helper, he wouldn't even know what conservative liberalism is.
Soon, Yang Ming began to talk, and the old emperor listened with great interest.
Before I knew it, two hours had passed easily.
A maid came hurriedly to report: "Your Majesty, Princess Daina insisted on not taking the medicine."
The old emperor frowned slightly: "Tell her that if she is sick, she must take medicine. This is the order."
"As you command, Your Majesty."
The maid bowed her head and left in a hurry.
The old emperor grumbled, "This woman takes herself too seriously. The princess is the emperor's wife, but she is just one of his wives."
Yang Ming remained silent.
He didn't want to get involved in the game between the 'old intelligent emperor and the supervisory old concubine'.
"She ruined my good mood."
The old emperor threw the e-book in his hand aside, his face looked a little ugly, and then he said:
"By the way, Yang Ming, I have a few questions I want to ask you."
Yang Ming didn't understand why the old emperor was so polite to him.
The old emperor clearly had full authority over the people around him. This could be seen from the maid's demeanor just now.
"Yang Ming, do you think," the old emperor asked, "there are gods in this world?"
"exist."
Yang Ming answered without hesitation.
"Why?"
"It depends on how you define the existence of gods."
Yang Ming said slowly:
"According to existing archaeological data, human civilization in the Milky Way was spread in batches, and small civilizations continued to develop, evolve, fight, annex, disappear, and rebuild, resulting in the current distribution of the Milky Way.
“In fact, in the past hundreds of thousands of years, the Milky Way had several times of great unified powerful empires, but these gradually disappeared with the passage of time.
“I feel that those higher-dimensional human civilizations that sowed the seeds of human civilization are gods to us.”
The old emperor smiled and said, "That's true. Last time I heard you talk about ancient god life forms. Do you think they are gods?"
“I don’t think so.”
Yang Ming shook his head:
“Ancient God life forms can exist forever and are considered the basic life forms of the five-dimensional world, or four-dimensional and five-dimensional amphibious life forms, but they can be destroyed by ultra-high energy.
“Even if we can see their traces in the fifth-dimensional world, they should just be some cattle and sheep grazing on the grassland.
"My view is that there are god-level civilizations, but there are no god-level individuals."
"I agree with you."
The old emperor clicked his tongue and said, "The Sherman Empire once killed an ancient god life form and used its cells as material to conduct research on the topic of human immortality."
Yang Ming's heart skipped a beat.
Did the old emperor know something?
Fortunately, the old emperor continued, "Unfortunately, they have achieved nothing after hundreds of years of research. It is simply impossible for humans to achieve immortality. The human body is destined to be extremely fragile. So who do you think should take over this position when I die?"
"Second Prince, without a doubt."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "I am the second prince's confidant."
The old emperor was stunned for a moment, then began to claps his hands on the table and laugh.
"You are such an interesting guy! Hahahaha! Indeed, I feel disgusted just by looking at the other two princes. Their greedy faces make me sick!"
The old emperor suddenly changed the subject:
"I'm going to take back the military power, Yang Ming, and I hope you can play a key role in it.
"I will give you a direct order later to put you in a higher position and fight those old foxes in the military for me. Don't be afraid, just go for it.
“I’m very unhappy with the state of the country, to be honest.”
A faint light flickered in Yang Ming's heart, and he asked softly, "Your Majesty, what do you feel dissatisfied with?"
"There is actually very little individual variation among humans."
The old emperor said slowly:
"This can be deduced from the fact that the life expectancy of human individuals is at an average level.
"But right now, the differences in individual living environments in this country are so great, and the benefits and resources that individuals enjoy also vary greatly.
"I was recently researching the problems of this country and found a quick way to solve this problem.
"If we just eliminate all the rich and redistribute the wealth and resources evenly to everyone, we can solve most of the problems.
"That's a great idea, isn't it?"
The old emperor's eyes were bright, and he whispered softly:
"Under me, all are equal."
Yang Ming tried his best to keep smiling, but his heart was in turmoil.
"The Intelligent Machine Is Right Next to Me".
"About that little thing where I accidentally released a demon."
"certainly."
The old emperor sighed softly:
“These are just my ideas. There is still a long way to go before they can be implemented. We have to take it step by step .
“Okay, that’s all for today, I still have to go see my naughty little Dana.
"Go back and wait for my reward. I will give you fame and honor, and you will charge into battle for me. This is your latest bounty mission."
"My pleasure, Your Majesty."
Yang Ming stood up and bowed. Although he heard that the emperor was going to give him a title, he really couldn't get excited.
Is this old emperor not going to mess around?
He had worked hard to create this good situation.
That night, Yang Ming did not go on a date with Miss Windsor. He lay on the bed in his own villa, tossing and turning but unable to fall asleep. The old robot emperor's whispers kept ringing in his mind.
'All are equal under me.'
"Lv, what title do you think I will get?"
"It's impossible to be sure. It all depends on the old emperor's whim," Lu said softly, "You should rest. You will know in a few days."
"Keep an eye on Gutonmaha and make sure his plan doesn't go wrong."
"Okay boss, good night."
"Good night."
