After ten years of guarding the border, the imperial censor asked me to "support the troops and respect themselves". Six ministries joined forces to evacuate the military department, and the emperor gave me wine to test.
They don't know that what I am guarding is not a border, but "Sun Tzu's Art of War," "The Prince," "The Wealth of Nations," and a whole set of modern staff systems.
I used statistics to sort out corruption accounts, used project management to triple the efficiency of the Ministry of War, and used psychology to collectively break defenses among the six ministers.
Later, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty knelt on the ground, and the emperor asked me what I wanted.
I said: Your Majesty, I just want to be a good general.
The emperor was silent for a long time: But I think you are more suitable to be the regent.
I smiled: Your Majesty, are you sure? I also have a "Feasibility Report on Constitutional Monarchy" in my hand.
