C2033 The Kaiser

A tragedy, what a tragedy!

Not only was the story of Liu Dadao's ancestors a tragedy, but now that Emperor Tongzhi had met this servant, it was an even more tragic tragedy for Zai Chun.

The thing that made people lament the most was that the new idea that Zai Chun had just accepted was completely destroyed by the servant's old idea. The little emperor had already chosen the right path, but unfortunately, he was brought into the ditch by this group of people before he even got on the road.

The core point of the future Historian's analysis was that the old power that the little Emperor was facing was too powerful. It was like a little donkey pulling a mountain-like cart, while carrying countless elephants on it.

He was not afraid of bad things, but he was afraid of bad people! Humans could only walk a few steps in their entire lives. Such a few crucial points could be counted as the correct path to take in their entire lives. If they went wrong in their lives, it would naturally become a tragedy.

Liu Dadao completed his own mission, packed up his tableware and carried the little emperor's faint promise of reward back to the Kitchen with a heart full of joy.

The little emperor, on the other hand, was insomniac, sailing across the Mediterranean, and outside the portholes came the sweet sound of the strumming instruments of the English ship's sailors playing their guitars.

No matter how wonderful the music was, to Zai Chun, it was a demonic sound that caused him to lose sleep. He flipped it over and over on his bed like a sesame seed cake.

After two hundred years of development, the inside of the Qing Dynasty was now riddled with holes. Putting everything aside, just the system of eight flags has given rise to headaches for the successive kings of the Great Qing.

It could be said that from the moment Kang Xi entered the Proclamation of Liberation, Eight Flag's entire group had been scolded by the Emperor every year. A group of hedonistic sons who only ate without working, and even caused trouble everyday had become a tumor in the Great Qing Dynasty.

The world was at peace. The children of the families that came from wars had quickly turned into playboys. They could not read or study, and knew no martial arts. Business and craftsmanship were prohibited by the ancestors' laws.

What else could these people do other than cause trouble?

If you want to cause trouble, it's not a big deal. If you ruin your own life as a popinjay, the imperial government would be too lazy to care about you.

But that won't do, this group of people were already married to each other, from before they entered the city, they already had relatives, and in the end they were able to marry into the Xiluo's family.

Relying on their strong network of connections, their bloodline, and their in-laws, not only did these people have to be happy, they always wanted to be officials. But do you have the ability to be an official? If there were too many things to accomplish, wouldn't the Chinese Officer be the one to handle the big matters in the military and political field?

This bunch of bastards, even if it wasn't bad, they would still burn incense.

This group of people had become a huge burden for the imperial government, and it was impossible to lose them. Every year, the cost of food and money was no less than ten million, but at critical moments, he couldn't count on it at all.

When the British and French combined forces attacked the Beijing, not a single one of these Hedonist Eight Flags could resist, as if two hundred years of money and food were going to end up in their stomachs.

The three generations of Sacred Monarchs of Kang Yong Gan were unable to solve this problem, and the next generation of Monarchs were even less capable. Jia Qing, Dao Guang, Xian Feng … With the fall of the empire, the empire was on the verge of collapse.

Under this kind of background, Zai Chun actually dreamed of solving the stubborn terminal disease called Eight Flag. If he told Mother about this, he would probably laugh himself to death.

This idea was indeed a little unrealistic, but Zai Chun didn't think so, because he found a good medicine within the Chinese people, and that was the nationalist spirit that his master had always advocated.

The more he studied the way the Führer rose up, the more he felt that nationalism was a good thing! This kind of thought, which was almost like opium in spirit, could actually suppress the selfish desires of humans, allowing the people of the same race to concentrate their efforts on doing great things and even die without actually obtaining any benefits.

Although Xiao Letian had raised the blood flag on the surface, he was actually raising the banner of nationalism. The moment the Chinese people in the city encountered a life and death crisis, the threat of death overshadowed the greedy and mercenary thoughts of every single person.

In order to survive, all the Chinese people gathered together and were forced to accept the idea of nationalism! Yes, it was an awakening forced upon him by death.

But they never thought that Xiao Letian would actually bring them to complete this task. The Chinese citizens, who had tasted the sweetness, officially opened their hearts to Xiao Letian and accepted his thoughts.

When people have ideas, they won't be too selfish. The group will be able to unite and use them together.

To give a simple example, let's see how Chinese Army fights. With an order from the officer, the group of soldiers charged to the death without any bounty money.

On the main street of the town, there was only one student wearing a college uniform. He stood on the high platform and raised his arms. In a few words, he would be able to collect a chest full of military expenses for the Chinese.

This kind of dreamlike scene simply could not appear in the Beijing!

But Zai Chun was jealous! He wanted it too! He dreamt of one day raising his arms and shouting, and of a day, the eight flags of the entire Qing Dynasty would reunite for the sake of the Manchu!

Beneath the Five Clawed Dragon flag, tens of thousands of Eight Flag Hu Ben attacked the enemy regardless of life or death. They were dying for the emperor, they were dying for the Manchu.

Every time he thought of this scene, Zai Chun would be so excited that his entire body would tremble. He did not even need a single silver as a reward, just the thought of his people awakening was enough to make millions of people lose their lives, what kind of passionate scene was this!

A real man should be!

Of course, Zai Chun knew that they had already left the old road. The group that relied on the silver to maintain loyalty was not that long, because humans always had insatiable desires, and desires never ended.

Baji who had experienced rich life would no longer work for little Qian'er, these people were all as cunning as ghosts! They wouldn't work so hard without great benefits.

"Ai …" But what Liu Dadao said made sense! It's not like they can't eat this food, and they can't use it as a silver coin. Will they really accept it? "

"But why can Master do it? Could it be that his master's success was only temporary? "Maybe it's true. Right now, the Chinese have only a few million people, so it might be useful for them to have less ideas. But when the territory they control gets bigger, what about a population of ten million?"

"Can Master make tens of thousands of people accept this idea? How difficult … It's really difficult! "

Time continued to pass minute by minute, second by second, Da Sixi who was serving at the side said softly, "Master … "Don't waste your time. Rest quickly. I heard they said that we will be entering the Atlantic Ocean tomorrow. We will reach England the day after tomorrow at the latest …"

"Rest well. At that time, we won't lose any face for our Great Qing …"

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from outside, followed by the sound of frantic knocking. "Your Majesty, is His Majesty asleep?" The Head of the Guards invited you! "