Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

Shame! It was an extraordinary shame and humiliation!

Napoleon had never been so humiliated in his life before. Even when he failed to rebel and was thrown into jail, when he was exiled, he had never felt such humiliation!

Even though there were three strong men who had pushed him into a alley and humiliated him, the sense of shame was incomparable to what he felt at that moment!

This was because Xiao Letian had not only humiliated him, Napoleon had also humiliated the entire noble class in the France. In other words, this was an extreme form of contempt for the empire system established in the French Emperor!

Napoleon III merely glanced at them from his son's hands, but he was already shocked at that moment.

Eugen. After all, Bonaparte was still young and had a fast brain. He knew that if this item was put into his father's hands, it would cause a huge uproar in the international political scene and might even cause him to lose his mind.

"Father! "Father, please continue with today's celebration. Don't look at anything, don't say anything …" The Crown Prince said in shock, and hid the photos behind him.

"Shut up!" French Emperor could no longer control himself. He could already see a familiar face from the photo!

He grabbed the folder in his son's hands like a madman and snatched it away with all his might. In the process of snatching it, he even ripped apart Crown Prince's fingernails.

The familiar face once again appeared in front of French Emperor. The grief that had been suppressed for a long time could no longer be suppressed any longer as tears flowed down the cheeks of French Emperor.

Who was the person in the photo? There was no one in the circle of nobility in Paris who did not know of him.

Molière! Napoleon III's personal bodyguard and knight, although they were only the lowest class of the aristocrats, because of his unique relationship with the French Emperor, their status was very special in France.

Everyone knew that the relationship between Molière and the French Emperor was unclear. At that time, Long Yang's good news was not new in Europe, and there were even many nobles who were bisexual, both males and females.

Molière's beauty was known to all. The number of aristocratic young ladies and famous women he had played with in Paris was simply too many to count, and there were even a few Countess who spent money on him all year round.

This was not much, what really supported Molière was the French Emperor himself, because those noble women could only give him money, while the French Emperor could only give him status and rights!

Molière was still very young, and was also very capable. With his relationship with the French Emperor, he would definitely be able to become a duke in the future.

Actually, letting him go on an expedition in the Ryukyu was just to let him gain a bit of merit, so that he could come back and promote himself!

But who would have thought that despite not succeeding in farming, he would actually break out with a mouthful of silver teeth!

The expedition fleet that Molière brought had suffered a great defeat in Asia, and then they dejectedly returned back to Europe to be exiled to the Navy to get more experience. However, they did not expect to be ruthlessly beaten up by the Zhiyuan Warship on the high seas.

After losing to the Chinese twice in a row, this proud Knight had gone completely crazy. And the third time was to accompany the Russian Expeditionary forces and become their intelligence coordinator.

The end result of this mission was extremely cruel. Molière was captured alive, and was eventually poured into the concrete, with his kneeling posture, he became a permanent statue, buried under the stone tablets of the Temple of War, and became mud under the feet of the Hua Clan for thousands of years!

In order to anger the French Emperor, Xiao Letian had finally taken out this trump card. These ten photos were all recorded in the moment of Molière's death.

Napoleon III watched as his beloved bodyguard was beaten up, tied up, and then pushed down the deep pit while pouring cement … There was even the scene of Molière struggling to jump out of the pit and using his mouth to bite Xiao Letian's leg!

In the photo, Molière had already become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. He no longer looked like a human, the fear of death made his face turn sinister, as if he was a wild beast that wanted to jump out from the photo!

It was not that the French Emperor did not know of Molière's death, it was just that he was determined to form an anti-Hua Clan Alliance. Of course he wanted to avenge his death!

But he never would have thought that his beloved Molière would actually die so miserably! Dead as an animal, without any dignity!

That was a living person, yet he was being poured into concrete like that!

"Ah …" The French Emperor screamed as he tore the photo into pieces and threw it into the air. It was as if a boiler had been ignited in his heart, and the steam pressure was so high that it was about to explode!

The Queen and Crown Prince were completely dumbfounded. They knew that French Emperor was still out of control, so the two of them pounced over and grabbed his arm, trying to calm him down.

"Dear... Calm down, the current you cannot make any decision! "

"Go away! "Ahh!" French Emperor flung off his wife and son, sprinting left and right in the hall like a mad dog. He even kicked down the three meter tall Champagne with a single kick!

Crash * The crystal cup shattered and the golden colored champagne poured down like a waterfall!

The ten metre long cold dining table was overturned by the French Emperor, the exquisite food became trash on the ground!

All the guests were dumbstruck, they all tried to avoid French Emperor who was like a madman. No one knew what the photo contained, but they did not dare to ask out of curiosity, and all cast their gaze towards the Ambassador of Ottoman Empire!

"Molière is an aristocrat of France! He can die in battle, but he cannot be killed! "

"My God! Punishment these pagan! "

Napoleon III smashed everything in the hall, and rushed back to terrace. Facing hundreds of thousands of citizens of Paris, he roared!

"Let's go to war!" From now on, the France would fight with the Chinese! The France is at war with Prussia! "

"I won't rest until I die!" The Empire no longer believed in any diplomatic negotiations! Let the fury of war burn its way to the end of the world! "

"Empire!" Charge! "

At this moment, the citizens finally heard what they wanted. Everyone was stunned for three seconds before they were followed by a wave of cheers!

"Long live! Long live the Empire! "

"Attack!" To Berlin! "

"East Asian decisive battle! Kill all those yellow monkeys! "

"Ryukyu is massacring the city! Kill all those pig tails! "

Marseille sang once again. France had finally lost her mind, the war between France and China had officially begun!

In the end, the National Day Celebration ended on bad terms. The envoys of the countries left the Tuileries' Palace without even bidding farewell to the emperor, and everyone quickly left in carriages to spread the latest news to their countries!

When Napoleon III left the terrace, an emergency military meeting was held in the dilapidated hall!

"I don't want any excuses! I don't want any explanation! Everyone must support me, support this national war! "

"You have all seen the photo, not only Molière alone died, all of the noble class of France did too!"

"If we cannot take revenge, then how will our class continue to exist?"

"Today is Molière, tomorrow, it will also be everyone present!"

"Every man shall prosper, and every woman shall suffer losses!" Xiao Letian is challenging the entire France's aristocrats, he's insulting us all! "