C1094 Kill Zai Chun?

Wang Huaiyuan was a little guilty when he said this, but he actually had the same contradiction as Luo Huo in his heart. First of all, all the Four Heavenly Kings s were people who had come into contact with Xiao Letian's core idea, so their understanding of the Hua Clan Token was rather deep.

The Ryukyu was merely a county with a population of less than a million. The power that King Shang Tai represented had long been mixed up by Xiao Letian, and coupled with the fact that Shang Tai was not an ambitious emperor himself.

The spy placed beside Shang Tai by the CIA had previously sent him many intelligence reports, and Wang Huaiyuan knew that the person Shang Tai disliked reading the Confucian classics, historical materials, emperor's mental techniques and such. Shang Tai liked more of the legends of the world, the travel notes from the West.

As soon as Jules Verne's science fiction was released in Europe, King Shang Tai had already hired people to translate it into Chinese. He spent a lot of money on this.

In truth, Shang Tai King was not even a threat to Xiao Letian, because that person was not made to be an emperor. As long as he was respectful and obedient, the Prime Minister would definitely give him a lifetime of wealth.

If Shang Tai did not take the lead, the new title system would reward all the important officials of the Ryukyu again. It could be said that the biggest resistance had been solved already.

As for the commoners, they were even more at ease. The original natives had personally seen Xiao Letian sacrifice his life for them, so their worship of Xiao Letian came from the bottom of their hearts.

As for the immigrants in the later stages of the game, they were attracted by the Prime Minister's New Deal, and the moment they landed on the shore, they had already abandoned the idea from the bottom of their hearts.

In fact, even Fu Sang, whom Xiao Letian had taught once, did not dare to doubt the Chinese Statute Book. On the contrary, there would be even more samurai s, merchants and craftsmen who were summoned by the Chinese Statute Book to come to their aid.

All of this seemed very good, but Wang Huaiyuan and the rest knew that this was just the calm before the storm, the real resistance was still on the other side of the continent.

What would the empress dowager and prince of Beijing think? The Ryukyu was decamped! The Subordinate States that has existed for more than five hundred years will soon become independent, and will no longer acknowledge you as the central government! From now on, they would be on equal footing!

What a loud slap on the face!

Abolish the idea of bestowing the monarchy upon the heavens, and break the Four Citizens' privilege. Since Xiao Letian had offended the noble class of the Qing Dynasty and the Great landowner class, they would definitely hate him so much that their teeth would itch.

But could offending these people win over the support of the lower classes? After defeating the nobles and landlords, the destitute citizens would laugh?

The answer was no, according to the terms of the current Chinese decree, if they were to force the country into the Great Qing, the people would not only be grateful to the country, but they would also be in chaos.

Wang Huaiyuan looked at the sleeping Xiao Letian, and said in a low voice. "A tangible enemy is easy for us to defeat, but the most terrifying thing is a formless enemy … are the hearts of the hundreds of millions of citizens in the Qing Dynasty, thoughts that have already become habitual! "

"They believe that the Heavens bestow upon them the right to rule over all. They believe that life is unequal. In their hearts, they hold untold perseverance and separation …"

"The emperor is the good, the bad will always be the ministers by his side. No matter how bitter their life is, as long as the emperor pulls himself together and kills a group of corrupt officials, the people will naturally worship the emperor for the rest of their lives! Such a strong mental inertia is not something that the Prime Minister can resolve. It needs time! "

"Unless …" Wang Huaiyuan paled. Standing at the side, he asked nervously, "Unless what? Unless we kill a few emperors in front of hundreds of millions of people? Kill a group of Imperial palace s and let the noble's blood sting the citizens' eyes? "

"If they were to see it with their own eyes, those fellows bestowed upon them by the Heavens will also cry, wet their pants, and kneel timidly while begging for forgiveness? Let the gods in their hearts collapse? "

Luo Huo's low roar caused Wang Huaiyuan to feel extremely stifled. He clenched his fists until his knuckles were white "Yes … Now, it seemed, only this method was the most thorough and effective! Just like the French Revolution, there would be no Universal Declaration of Human Rights without cutting off the head of Louis XVI. "

"Just like in England, there will be no stable parliamentary system unless the heads of the Charles I are chopped off! If the royal family did not bleed, they would not know what fear was! "The fear in the hearts of tens of thousands cannot be dispelled …"

Luo Huo grabbed Wang Huaiyuan's collar and bellowed: "Then we must kill Zai Chun? He … He's still a child! " The eyes of the boss' men were all red.

This group of Heaven veterans, following Xiao Letian to do an immoral business, ought to hate the Tarantula emperor the most. But Zai Chun was an exception, after all he was only a thirteen year old child! Furthermore, he had even learned from the Prime Minister for a long time. In their daily lives and little by little exchanges, everyone seemed to have forgotten Zai Chun's identity.

Luo Huo had once taught Zai Chun how to shoot pistols quickly, Wang Huaiyuan taught him how to conduct basic intelligence campaigns, Xiao Hexin taught Zai Chun how to use geopolitics, Sima Yun … Okay, Sima Yun taught Zai Chun to not talk too much.

Why should a man have two eyes, two ears, and a mouth? It was to make people watch more, listen more, and talk less! This was the life principle that Sima Yun taught him.

In the Ryukyu, people had already gradually forgotten about Zai Chun's identity. This little boy who had suffered in the New barracks, this little emperor who didn't want anyone to kowtow to him, did indeed receive the concern of many people. At that time, people had already forgotten about his true identity.

But today, the harsh reality made Luo Huo and Wang Huaiyuan understand that Zai Chun had always been the emperor of Tongzhi, the owner of more than ten million square kilometers of land in the Qing Empire.

Wang Huaiyuan struck Luo Huo's hand away, "What nonsense are you talking about! Prime Minister … "The Prime Minister said something drunk. I will never believe that the Prime Minister would harm Zai Chun. The ones the Prime Minister wants to kill are those obstructing tigers in the Beijing, definitely not Zai Chun …"

His tone was resolute and decisive, but why did Wang Huaiyuan feel so guilty?

Just then, Xiao Letian who was on the bed suddenly let out a sigh, "Ah … People don't seek death, they don't die. In fact, they walk their own path. In the future, what would happen if they chose the broad path of Yangguan? Or was it a life or death struggle? Doesn't that depend on how he chooses!? "

"What are you two worrying about? Sometimes on altars where the times are improving, aren't those offerings something we caught? Sometimes, things are just offerings and you insist on coming here to die, then why are we being so polite? "

"If you have the time, why don't you send a boat out to sea and increase the density of the patrols? I think Xiang Ying and the rest of his brats should be back by now … "