Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

Xiao Letian was completely immersed in that world of his own, unable to extricate himself. His coffee cup was red from the heat, but he did not feel anything.

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Itou Hirobumi, seemingly lost in thought. Let me ask you a question... "

"Ha …" Prime Minister, please enlighten me! " Ito bowed respectfully.

"If you do something, the people will immediately scold you. If you don't do it, the people will scold you in the future. What will you choose?"

Without waiting for Itou Hirobumi's reply, she continued, "If there is one thing, for a generation, it would be extremely difficult, but for the next three generations of descendants, it would be extremely beneficial! How will you choose? "

"Sacrificing millions of lives for the benefit of billions of people, will you do such a thing?"

"In this world, only you can see where the future will lead to, but tens of thousands of people do not want to walk the same path as you. What should I do?"

Listening to Xiao Letian's questions, Itou Hirobumi felt extremely shaken. These questions were undoubtedly the most difficult questions to answer for all the people in power, they simply did not have the right answers.

"Heart!" "Oh Prime Minister, it's the heart!" Ito said.

"You have something on your mind, but go and do it …" Your subordinate cannot pry into the Prime Minister's wisdom that is like a spring, but I only know how to act and ignore the principles of others … "

"Since you've chosen the Grand Dao, you should just continue walking forward. There will always be people gathering on this Grand Dao, and there will always be people splitting apart. What's wrong with that …" In this world, there are many ghosts that died wrongly. In fact, the ghosts that died wrongly only felt wronged … "

"The sea has a lighthouse to guide the ship, but the ship doesn't follow the lighthouse's directions, so there's no need to blame the lighthouse for the ship's destruction …"

"I don't know what the Prime Minister is worrying about, but I think it has something to do with the future of the Chinese … Prime Minister, aren't you asking for trouble? The Chinese are a boat, those who are willing to board it, those who are willing to go down to Great Qing, go! Who can stop who? "

"If you keep your heart, then do it. There will always be people who will understand and resent you. Where in this world can everyone be satisfied!?" Killing to live for hundreds of millions was a good thing to begin with! "Why are you so troubled …"

"Hmm?" Xiao Letian was startled, but immediately laughed out loud: "Hahaha …" He really had the character of a tyrant! If you had a chance, what kind of career would you have to do? "

"I don't dare!" With the Prime Minister here, how can we have the qualifications to compete for glory! [I am just thinking about it, so I just said that …]

After taking in a deep breath of the cold sea breeze, Xiao Letian could already see the mountains in the distance. The Bulbus Glazed Island had arrived, and he knew that at that moment, a huge drama was being played out, waiting for him to be the main character.

Xiao Letian was finally determined to push forward the Hidden Dragon Project with all his might. He knew that if China wanted to return to the club of the top nations in the future, there would definitely be a lot of obstacles that needed to be overcome.

The power era and the internal combustion engine era required an astronomical amount of funding to support it. Even after Xiao Letian died, would Fuyin really be able to lead the Chinese into space, the economy of the Internet, and the development of atomic energy …

All of the super large project s were no longer an era where they could only rely on the commoners. Before the The Age of Great Navigation, scientific and technological progress had relied more on the accumulation of people's autonomy and communication between civilizations.

But after the The Age of Great Navigation, when the times of the Industrial Revolution rise, when the country can't wait to upgrade their technology, hoping that the people will get lucky and come up with some amazing technology would be wishful thinking.

The country-led game of climbing the technology tree has blocked any possibility of the rise of small, weak people, and the technology differential can only get bigger and bigger.

"In such an era, without centralizing power and gathering the power of all the Chinese, it is impossible to succeed! The Hidden Dragon Institute had to have a centralized capitalization system. This elite group had to take on the heavy responsibility of leading the Chinese to pass through one hurdle after another! This is their historical responsibility! "

Xiao Letian looked at Bulbus Glazed Island who was getting closer and closer, and prayed in his heart: "Sorry, trust my citizens, I, Xiao Letian, am chasing after the prosperity of generations of the Chinese people, and am not just a saint for your generation!"

"I'm sorry, but from the moment the Hidden Dragon Project began, your generation, and even your next generation, will become the first fire, the first shovel of coal for the Chinese to rise to prominence …"

"All of you will be the sacrifices of your generation, and all that you reap will be the happiness and glory of your grandchildren!"

The military harbor was getting closer and closer. On the pier, the troops waiting for the return of the Prime Minister had already lined up their guard of honor, and the officials stationed there had already blown the sea breeze for two hours.

When Xiao Letian stepped onto the Ryukyu, all the officials saluted as they advanced. In the distance, drums, music, and colorful banners fluttered in the wind. Further away, there were firecrackers and troops dancing lion in preparation for the ceremony.

Sima Yun, Yepingtai, Bing Tai Lang and other senior officials took the lead and walked out of the queue. Long live the Chinese! "

"Long live the Chinese!" The voices of the hundreds of ceremonial soldier present resounded, shaking the entire battlefield.

Xiao Letian smiled and nodded as he received their bows, but then stopped any ceremonies. "Dance of the Lions, retreat, do not set the firecrackers on fire, welcome citizens back home, do not use the cannons, do not put on any airs …"

"We're going to start working soon, we don't have much time left!" Speaking up to here, Xiao Letian suddenly asked coldly: "That old friend of ours... What about French large nose Molière? You didn't mistreat him for the past few days, right? "

Sima Yun laughed heartily, "I dare not treat you lightly, listen to the Prime Minister's orders, eat well and drink well, keep it alive … What is it? The Prime Minister wants to use him one last time? "

"Hahaha …" , oh Molière, it's time to settle the score! "

Achoo... Achoo... The CIA was located in a secret prison inside the Nanshan. A European man with half his face covered with scars was sitting on a single bed, looking at the blue sky outside the iron bed. He was the French Knight Molière.

Molière had already mentally prepared himself to die, but he never thought that after being sent to this prison, not only did he not die, he was not even interrogated.

This was a very strange prison. In fact, it was more like a sanatorium with an iron cage. The cell was clean and tidy, the bed was covered with pure white cotton sheets, and the bedding didn't have any lice or smell.

The daily meal was very simple, but the nutritional combination was very rich. Every morning and afternoon, he would have two hours of free time, but he was the only one out there. Separated by a long iron barrier, he spent every day watching the ocean scenery of the Pacific Ocean to pass the time.

Until one day, a person appeared and broke this tranquil life, they never would have thought that the red-haired Akson would also be imprisoned here.