Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

Xiao Letian and Fu Qing had not sat together drinking and chatting for a long time. It seemed that ever since Xiao Letian had become the Prime Minister of Ryukyu, other than the two of them being able to drink and drink together at a big gathering, the rest of the time, they had been busy with their own things. One was fighting for the rise of the Chinese race, while the other was fighting for the modernization of the Qing Dynasty.

They were all completely reformist, just that they were sitting in different directions.

"How long has it been since we drank alone? A year or two? "I can't remember anymore …" Fu Qing drank the black beer from the crystal cup and a thick and bitter taste filled her mouth.

Looking at his strange expression, Xiao Letian laughed, "Don't drink if you can't get used to the taste. Honestly speaking, I'm probably the only one who can accept beer in Asia, especially German beer."

"Xiao Hexin's group have been to Prussia with me, but until now they can only accept white and light beer as their tastes. You won't be able to enjoy this kind of burnt black beer!"

"No, I want to try. There is a bitter taste in my mouth that will let me wake up, at least let me know, I am still living in this dirty and evil world, so that I won't have to give in and fall!"

"No need for that, you are still a second rank great official in the imperial government, why are you crying bitterly over your status as Head Office's sixth son?" You are in charge of all the industrial projects in the Great Qing, and you have also received the approval of the imperial government for the construction of the telegraph line, what is there to sigh about? "

"The complaints are too good for breaking intestines!" Xiao Letian picked up the crystal cup and looked at the pitch black beer as he gulped down a mouthful of it. The sizzling mutton skewers on the table were oily right now, and he drank a few beers. This was a private dish that Xiao Letian had invented, but unfortunately, only he herself in the entire Ryukyu liked this kind of combination.

"Beer with this kind of meat skewer, to be honest I really don't agree with your way of eating …" And what is this? garlic! You're even roasting garlic on charcoal? "It seems like my family's small, naked children have such a way of eating, roasting garlic and sweet potatoes in the fire …"

"Why are you blabbering so much, this is something cooked up by the number one expert of North China, Dragon Lord. Tomorrow, Dragon Lord will leave by boat, you won't even be able to eat if you want to …"

Outside the glass pavilion, it was indeed Dragon Lord who was baking skewers for Xiao Letian. As the number one personal guard beside Xiao Letian, he obviously knew the boss' taste, and he even knew how strong the boss's taste was … The chili peppers were also roasted on carbon fire, the garlic and cabbage were also roasted on fire. The most terrifying thing was that Xiao Letian actually liked to use honey to marinate the chicken skin and roast it to eat.

Only the Dragon Lord knew the entirety of these heavily tasting recipes, so other people were unable to complete it.

Dragon Lord was in control of the fire while Hidden Fog Kid was in charge by the side. Whenever the skewers she put on were not in order, they would always be exchanged for Dragon Lord's scolding, making Sister Wu angry to the point that he could only stomp his feet.

The window was thick, so it could be seen from inside and outside, but the sound was hard to hear. Xiao Letian just used his hands to order the Dragon Lord to eat. He pointed at his own neck and then extended four fingers. Dragon Lord immediately understood when he was outside.

"Four chicken necks …" "Alright!"

Fu Qing looked at Xiao Letian's playful and disrespectful expression, and at this kind of bickering party that was almost like a game. didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You don't look like a prime minister at all. "Tomorrow, I'll get you a new pair of walnuts. If you can get a eighth brother, you can also play …"

"Haha, that's fine too. To be a popinjay, you have to live a happy life. You don't need to put so much pressure on yourself. You can spend a lifetime comfortably, consuming all the blessings you've brought to your mother's womb."

Do you know? My good Lord San, I have thought it through now, if you deserve to be happy, then you must enjoy this black beer. Although no one drinks in Asia, I, Xiao Letian have to drink this black beer, so I have paid a high price for a wine brewer from Prussia.

"It's really too beautiful. When the good wine is brewed, I will drink it myself and give it to my brothers to share. In the end, when I am rich, I can even transport it to Shanghai to sell …" Don't tell me that business is really good! "

On the bamboo stick in Fu Qing's hand, the freshly roasted chicken neck was sizzling oil, and there were all kinds of seasonings scattered on it. A hint of cumin directly entered Fu Qing's nose, and he was truly not used to this taste, but he had a habit, or rather, a habit … As long as Xiao Letian liked it, he would force himself to try and adapt to it.

Chewing on the tender meat and cartilage, Qing San Ye didn't know whether it was good or bad, but Xiao Letian, who was at the side, shook his head and said, "If you don't like it, then fine, I'll just let it be.

Fu Qing shook his head and continued to chew on the chicken's neck, he chewed on it like he was chewing on an enemy's neck, "No, I want to get used to your taste … "At the same time, I hope that you can adapt to our tastes. My brother, can you not be so unique?"

The brotherly covered appetizer was finally finished, with a single sentence, it caused the atmosphere of the feast to change, and Xiao Letian let out a long sigh.

"Brother, I knew that you were someone who would do great things when I was in Taihang Mountains. Especially that Journey to the West you wrote down, it made me admire you from the bottom of my heart …" But why don't you want to be an official in the court? "

"Could it be that the imperial government can't give you a reward? Or won't the court use you? "That's not it. As long as you are willing, the position of Great Qing's number one Military Secretary is yours. Even Prince Kung is willing to give up his position as the chief minister to you …"

"Isn't the number one person under the Emperor enough? So what if you want to be a noble? With your abilities, even being a noble is as natural as the heavens and the earth.

"That's not wise, that's really not wise at all!"

How he wished that Xiao Letian could change his mind and return to the East Asian Order System that was mainly related to the Great Qing, even if it meant continuing to maintain the current state of the Ryukyu.

If you really want to rebel, if you really want to be the emperor, then I, the older brother, will instead feel at ease! Really, these are not empty words, I sometimes really feel that if you were to establish a dynasty, maybe I, your brother, will be your lackey and can do everything I can to move a portion of Manchu to your side … "

"But I know you very well. From the beginning to the end, you never had the intention of becoming Emperor, right? Look at this Chinese Statute Book you made, you have bestowed a bunch of nobles, but what is your title? Why didn't you mention it? Furthermore, none of your subordinates have spoken, which only means that you have reached an agreement in advance, and you do not want to be conferred a title! "

"Furthermore, you even abolished the idea of bestowing upon you the title of Emperor. You even confirmed the fundamental constitutional status of the Chinese Statute Book, and there were no emperors in the Chinese race. All of this can only prove that you do not wish to go to any other place …"

"Since you never wanted to be emperor, why did you have to start over? Aren't we supposed to be the same to use your revenge? Your industrialization, your powerful new army, your deep blue ocean fleet, your dreams of a modern powerful nation … "

"You think we can't give it to you?"