C1883 Master's Trap

Xiang Ying's body trembled, he was completely stunned, he never thought that after spending all his time researching his master's knowledge, he would learn to participate in the construction of the Hua Clan.

What he said was not the sickly groan of a scholar in his study, but the accumulation of insights he had witnessed, heard, and done in the course of his administration.

Xiang Ying was one of the first military students to study in Europe. He was an elite among the foreign students, a jewel in the crown. All the teachers in Europe praised him.

Xiang Ying was one of the few people in China who had went on a global adventure. His vision was extraordinary and everything he said today was because he had personally witnessed the situation of countless colonies and made rational judgments based on the facts in Europe.

But why? Why was the last thing he got was a scolding from the Führer?

The men in the army could bleed but not shed a tear. Xiang Ying immediately turned around and left after giving a proper military salute. He had to leave because the deepest part of his nose had started to sour and his eye sockets were also starting to heat up.

Xiao Letian looked at the distant Xiang Ying, feeling all sorts of emotions in his heart, but he maintained a calm expression and did not say a word, only praying in his heart, "Undeniably, you, Xiang Ying, have already revealed your true abilities, you are just like a newly crafted sharp sword that no one dares to face …"

"But you still lack a scabbard. If you want to take another step and enter the circle of politicians, you'll have to find that scabbard yourself! Don't blame me for this. Although I know where the sword sheath you lack is, I can't say it because if it wasn't for the fact that you had comprehended it yourself, then you would never be able to comprehend it deeply! "

"You have to rely on yourself to find the flaws in your life... If you do find it, you will have the qualifications to become a Chinese Prime Minister! Want to lead the Chinese forward? You still lack the last bit of enlightenment! "

Xiang Ying did not know that Xiao Letian's apathy was only the last bit of cold water from the quenching of the sword. Whether the treasured sword's steel mouth was too hard was not a question of whether it was good or bad, but whether it was cold.

Whether you understand it or not will be up to you!

Whilst holding up the sea breeze, Xiao Letian lit up another cigarette for himself, and after taking a deep breath, he suddenly laughed, "Knocking is knocking out, but Xiang Ying is still not wrong, to think that he could sense that there would be a national liberation movement in the next hundred years, he is truly a talent!"

"Laughable, haha …" How funny! I discovered that Europeans are actually quite stupid. Starting from the The Age of Great Navigation, the number of colonies on Earth is at least one or two hundred years, or even three to four hundred years. However, the colonies cannot be integrated into one's own territory! "

"Look at our ancestors in China. If the Chinese managed a piece of land for 300 to 400 years, they would never be able to spit it out. They would have long been f * cking incorporated into the country …"

"Ethnic differences? Nonsense, the people of Jiangnan and Southwest China were even more astonished. In the end, Yun Guichuan had still not blended in with the nation … Mo Bei and Central Plains have a thousand years of enmity, so isn't it the same? "

"Greed away this group of European large nose and continue your cruel and greedy rule! Sooner or later, after these hundreds of years of prosperity, it will be the end of your thousand years of decline.

"Growing melons, growing beans and getting beans. Since you have already planted hundreds of years of cruelty and blood debt, don't tell me you still want to reap good fruits in the future?" "Dream on …"

Sou! The bright cigarette was flicked into the night sky, and the spinning sparks drew a bright arc as it flew straight towards the British battleship.

Seeing that his cigarette was extinguished and extinguished in the waves, Xiao Letian stretched his back and said, "Let's go back to sleep, we'll continue working tomorrow!"

Xiao Letian went back to the cabin to sleep, but Xiang Ying was unable to sleep. Inside the Captain's Room, he opened his own collection of whiskey and downed it.

Ice cubes struck against the crystal cup, and the color of the liquor slowly lightened. Xiang Ying even recalled his life when he was still a student in Prussia, and this bottle of liquor was the reward he got from betting with the instructor.

"It's still better then. As long as you work hard, the school report won't lie. No one will be able to erase your hard work …"

"It's still better to stay on the battlefield. The enemies under the cannon have all been annihilated. No one can conceal the merit …"

"But why is it that when I was with Master, I got the swearing when I was clearly right? What did I do wrong... Have I been abandoned by my master from the very beginning? Am I not worthy of being your disciple at all? "Just why is …"

A string of questions caused Xiang Ying to sink into an extremely dejected state of mind, immediately followed by the consumption of another mouthful of strong alcohol.

He did not know how much time had passed, but the ice bucket was already filled with condensed water, and the entire bottle of whisky was already halfway down, causing Xiang Ying's eyes to become red and swollen.

In a trance, a woman walked into the room. She smelled so familiar. Smell it!

Cai Bixia locked the cabin door, snatched the wine cup from Xiang Ying's hands, and frowned as she helped him into bed. "What happened to you? What was going on? There's a lot of work to be done tomorrow. What do the British think of you when you're drunk? What does the Führer think? "

"Hehe …" Master? Master won't think of anything. Master has already given up on me. "Ugh …" Xiang Ying immediately vomited.

Cai Bixia was so angry that she kicked him hard, and quickly served him with a pot. After cleaning up the unrefined food, she saw that there was still a lot of melted ice water in the ice bucket on the table, and ice cubes floating around.

Using this bit of ice water, Cai Bixia stewed a thick bowl of nectar and drank it all up.

Xiang Ying originally had a good alcohol tolerance, but today his emotions were unstable, and he could not control the smell of alcohol within his body. After spitting out a portion of it and adding the cold nectar into his stomach, his consciousness gradually recovered.

After speaking for a long time, Cai Bixia finally understood what was going on. The meticulous woman furrowed her brows and analyzed everything in front of her lover.

There is nothing wrong with the old saying. A successful man must have a virtuous woman behind him.

"You fool, you've been tricked!"

"Do you know what it means to be a fan? You're in it now! Master was right, you shouldn't have said these things today! "

Cai Bixia's father was the head of the Ryukyu's Military Department, Cai Mao. Their family controlled the few water troops in the Ryukyu, and Cai was one of the nine surnames that the Ming Ancestor had transferred to the Ming Empire. During these few hundred years in the Ryukyu, there were many officials in this family.

Ever since Cai Bixia was young, she had come into contact with the secrets and unwritten rules of the imperial court. Furthermore, Xiang Ying was merely a scholar in the western mountains, in terms of the unwritten rules, she was definitely just a beginner.

Right now, it was time for Cai Bixia, the old bird in the political arena, to teach this newbie, Xiang Ying, his knowledge.