Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

This was a group of muddleheaded citizens. They did not have the slightest concept of a country. It did not matter who was the emperor or who was the ruler over them.

But they were also a group of people, and they had their own perseverance. Their loyalty to the imperial power was unimaginably high at times.

The Emperor is always good, and the bad will always be the treacherous vassals of the Emperor's side.

After the afternoon sea war, the Great Qing was beaten like a dog by the Japanese. However, just like that, the slogans that the people shouted were still on the side of the Qing Monarch and on the side of the Holy Son.

The blood of the six nobles did not wake these people up. When the Boxer movement became more and more intense, and when Ci Xi shouted the slogan of war against the myriad kingdoms, there were still hundreds of thousands of people attacking the Westerners from the north.

It was even to the point that after six years, when Zhang Xun was restored, the Beijing actually hung Dragon flag s at home and set off firecrackers at home! One could imagine how important a mental symbol like the emperor was to the Chinese.

Xiao Letian pondered over it countless times, calculated countless times, and even compiled the special cases reported to him from the West Water Gate into a book. Other than working, he also read through them frequently, carefully analyzing the hearts of people from those inconceivable conflicts.

The hearts of the people in the late Qing were complicated and contradictory. They could be a guide for the foreigners at the same time, and also shed hot blood for the imperial power at the same time.

Isn't that a contradiction? It was a contradiction, but this contradiction truly existed in front of Xiao Letian.

In order to cover their tiny feet and protect their braids, the citizens of West Water Gate would even give up on their luxurious lives. They would even curse their fellow townsmen who had cut off their braids and mock those girls who had let their feet go.

But even as they mocked and cursed, the desire for a better life in the District could not be concealed.

Such a contradictory and tangled national identity was a true portrayal of the late Qing's market. Later, Xiao Letian understood that for the citizens who had been brainwashed for thousands of years, they did not care about who became the emperor at all. But they had to have an emperor.

The braid on the head is easy to cut, but can the braid on the heart be cut? Difficult, very difficult! The Emperor was the braid in the hearts of the Chinese, or perhaps it was the spiritual opium on which they depended.

Everything had already been figured out, Xiao Letian's Chinese command medallion was only suitable for the outside of the continent, only suitable for the Chinese people who had not been brainwashed by the imperial power.

For example, the Ryukyu, for example, Nan Yang, for example, the veterans of Pingping who were scattered all over the world, these Chinese who were separated from the influence of the imperial power thought, were all freer and more independent in their hearts and souls. The strongest aristocrats they saw were what kind of people called Shang Tai, so it was completely acceptable for the Chinese Statute Book to cripple the emperor.

But once Chinese Statute Book were to spread throughout the continent, Xiao Letian knew very clearly that he would encounter unexpected resistance. By that time, 90% of the citizens would oppose him.

Maybe people like Ci Xi would not even need to sell their nations to deal with Xiao Letian, they would even cause another Boxing Group to deal with Xiao Letian. Maybe when that time came, there would be thousands of fist people, whose bodies were covered with runes while shouting slogans, lining up to face the new army.

If that was the case, would Xiao Letian suppress it or not? How many lives would it take to cut the braids in the Chinese hearts?

The most important thing was, if so many bewitched Chinese people attacked the new army with death attacks for their emperor, could Xiao Letian really order his new army to open fire?

Without an answer, Xiao Letian still could not answer his own heart. It was not aimed at the foreign race nor was it aimed at the Manchu army. Those were the bullied Chinese, the brothers he wanted to save.

If he carried the title of butcher on his back, then he, Xiao Letian, would really be abandoned by this generation of Han people.

Xiao Letian continued to ponder as he quietly observed. San Ye had a premonition that this was the last chance he would have to pull his brothers down the cliff. If he didn't succeed this time, from today onwards, he could only give up on this idea.

Time flew by minute by minute, Xiao Letian suddenly let out a long breath and shook his head, "Sorry, I won't go to the Beijing hall to cause trouble, I will still persevere on my own path. If your Manchu wants to be saved, then you still have to rely on yourself! "

Fu Qing exhaled a long breath of impure air, "Then what do you want to do in the future? To be enemies with me? Will you accumulate strength day by day, and when you have won over a million troops, will you kill your way into my Great Qing Dynasty and change your dynasty? Is this your dream? "

"You don't want to be an emperor yourself, and you won't let anyone else be one. What are you trying to do? To study England or to study America? What kind of constitutional system are you talking about? Hehe … Did he really take that to be oil of ten thousand taels of gold? "No one will believe you. No one will listen to you. This commoner is greedy, stupid, and short-sighted. There's nothing they can do …"

"You are asking for trouble, you think you can change everything? No, no, no, you are not a god. If you continue down this evil path, sooner or later, you will ruin yourself! "

Unfortunately, no matter how much Third Master tried to persuade him, he could not find a single trace of wavering on Xiao Letian's face. He knew that he could not turn back now.

"Forget it, forget it!" This is where our brotherhood ends. In the future, you and I will be enemies and not friends. Then San Ye stood up and walked outside, but he stopped hesitantly after taking two steps.

Fu Qing slowly turned his head, his eyes filled with despair. He took out a thin piece of paper from his bosom and threw it on the table. "This is the last time I'll help you … "Brother!"

Xiao Letian glanced at it, and his heart dropped. The piece of paper was densely packed with English and Chinese words, it was actually a detailed report of the Russia's expedition fleet.

"This is the intelligence report of the Russian fleet provided by the British to the imperial government. It should be much more detailed than yours … Take care, brother, I hope you can survive this! " With that, he turned around and left.

Xiao Letian's heart was in a mess as he suddenly shouted, "Wait! You and me, what is there to be afraid of … Is there only two paths, the enemy and myself? "

"You know very well that I do not have the ambition to become an emperor. If I did, how would I have taught your majesty so well? Are you blind to all this? "

Mentioning the emperor, Fu Qing was so shocked that his emotions suddenly broke down and he roared loudly, "Then what exactly do you want? If you want to rebel, then rebel! If you want to be loyal, then swear to be loyal!

"If you don't like me, then I will bring His Majesty back!" Why study? What Europe? "It's all bullshit …"