Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

The aesthetic standards of the East and the West are completely different. In China, there are strict standards for building specifications during the period of feudal autocracy.

A palace has to look like a palace, and the Buddhist temple also has its specifications. Furthermore, most of the administrative palaces of the Emperor and General of China were built within the city walls of the Plains City. The construction of these palaces would be done in accordance with the rules that had been passed down for thousands of years.

Many beautiful places were not devoid of high-ranking officials, emperors, and generals. However, it was very difficult to be the center of administration here. It was the back garden of important figures, and could not be easily represented.

Basically, China's administrative palace buildings, in general, are under the situation that the overall structure of the situation does not change, the pursuit of subtle changes.

The western palaces were completely different. Because they don't have the hard construction rules. Moreover, Europe belongs to the four wars, and has long been the conflict between the East and the West. Even the culture of North Africa has influenced the cultural process of Europe.

So most of the buildings in Europe showcase the personality of the architects, the pursuit of convergence under different styles, so all over the continental Europe, different countries have different architectural styles with extremely different nationalities!

This was a unique sense of beauty, completely different from that of the East. Swan Castle, was the most magnificent masterpiece of European castles that was recognized by future generations of architects!

One could imagine how powerful the impact the scenery of this place had on the generals of the east!

The wine had yet to be drunk on the beautiful scenery that filled their eyes, making them feel slightly intoxicated. Xiao Letian sat on the chair and held his wine cup, staring blankly at the scenery outside the window.

At that moment, he suddenly understood. This young king!

No wonder people called him the King of Fairy Tales. It seemed like the environment shaped him, because the environment he lived in since he was young was part of the fairy tale.

Having personally walked into Ludwig II's life and personally experienced the environment that he grew up in, it wasn't difficult for Xiao Letian to understand why this king had become a tragedy in history.

The worst thing in life is to put the wrong person in the wrong place!

Just like in China, he was a young master who grew up in a beautiful and delicate place in Jiangnan and grew up in a village of rice and in a house of poems and books.

His whole life was composed of poetry, painting and painting, and his rich life had long since softened his personality.

A man like this, you make him write a hundred poems and a hundred plays without any problem, he even enjoys it and doesn't feel bitter at all.

But if you put it in the wrong place, and put it in the cold wind, and let him fight the barbarous nomadic peoples with his sword and his spear in the urgent flames of the sietch?

Forcing these useless Elementary Scholars to kill with a saber?

It was laughable and sad to think about such a scene.

Ludwig II was such a tragedy. He really shouldn't have inherited this kingdom, he should have switched his identity with his uncle Prince Liutebode. He should have become that wealthy prince and spend his entire life chasing after his art and culture.

Battles between great powers, conspiracy! This kind of thing was unsuitable for him, for Bavaria to have such a king was truly pitiful!

After three rounds of drinks and five courses, the curtain at the side of the hall opened. Pieces of the classical opera were sung in the dusk of the gods.

Xiao Letian pretended to enjoy listening to the opera very much, but his eyes still shot furtive glances at the young king who was sitting opposite him.

The Führer was sure of his judgment, because he saw concentration in the king. He could feel that the king was fully immersed in the opera, and his eyes were glazed over.

It could be imagined that the current king had already turned into the person who had personally witnessed the war between the gods, and his emotions fluctuated, completely influenced by the plot.

After sneaking a glance at Prince Liutebode, Xiao Letian realized that this official was also coldly staring at his nephew, his eyes filled with unconcealable disdain.

"The king, the weak, and the strong! Tsk tsk tsk tsk … The chaos in Bavaria is not far! "

The opera lasted a full forty-five minutes, and after Wagner had led the lead singer to the stage and bowed to the guests, the hall was filled with enthusiastic applause.

At this point, the atmosphere of the banquet had also become relaxed. Usually, such a banquet would last for at least three to four hours. It was impossible for everyone to sit there in a daze for such a long time, eating and drinking like machines.

In the middle, both parties would leave their seats and stroll around the main hall, enjoying the scenery and drinking and chatting. Many of the key talks had been reached in this relaxed atmosphere.

Xiao Letian and Ludwig II brought their wine cups to a huge window at the corner of the hall. The king opened the window and let the clear mountain breeze blow into the hall.

"Dear Führer, I have never been to a faraway China. Could you tell me if there is anything more beautiful in that country?"

Xiao Letian lit a cigarette for himself and lightly said, "I feel that beauty shouldn't be compared! Beauty is beauty, and the princesses and noblewomen dressed up in the court are naturally very beautiful. However, the shepherds who sing songs in the Alps are equally beautiful! "

"Can you say which is more beautiful? Is the beauty lower? Europe has a beautiful natural scenery in Europe and Asia has a magical and beautiful place in Asia. "

"Respected King, please do not compare. You should personally go out and take a look. You should personally experience it. To make those beautiful things become a part of your own life, that is the true essence of pursuing art!"

"That makes sense!" I did not expect you to think differently than I did. Please forgive me for being blunt, but in my previous impression, you should have … cold, unfeeling... Iron-blooded politician! "

"Like a lot of politicians in Europe who only know how to plot, It's as cold as a machine! "

Xiao Letian flicked his cigarette into the air and said to the young king with a smile, "Respected Emperor, I think you should consider this issue from a different angle. It's just like I said just now, there are many types of beauties in the world, it doesn't matter right or wrong, it doesn't matter good or bad, it doesn't matter high or low!"

"Actually, it's just people understanding things from different angles! There are indeed a lot of politicians like that. Perhaps they are boring in your eyes, so do you want to reflect on yourself? Can you appreciate the beauty in their eyes at all? "

"Are their eyes still beautiful? What kind of joke was this? In their eyes, there were only icy numbers, rumbling machines, and an army brimming with killing intent! The king sneered.

"What they want is war, but to conquer others. To use the saying of you Chinese people, it is an ancient saying, that a general's success is equal to ten thousand bones!"

"Hahaha!" King, do you really think so? It seems like you do not even know what beauty is like in our eyes! "