Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

Today, Yang Zhi acted like he was in a dream. Ever since he came out of that army camp in the Western Mountain and followed the Prince Kung's guards into the city, his heart had been boiling over with excitement.

He had come to the Beijing once before, and that was when Xiao Letian was writing a book in the capital. Xiao Letian did not have the prestige he had now either, so naturally his subordinates did not have too much fun with him.

At that time, when Yang Zhi was resting, his favorite thing was to stroll around the Sky Bridge, Great Fence and the various alleys in Beijing. Even though he couldn't afford to eat in a big restaurant, but with his monthly salary of two meat shops, it still wouldn't be a problem for him to eat for dozens of times.

However, the place that Yang Zhi liked to go the most was Xidan Restaurant's Goat Market and Beef Bay, it would be perfect if he ate barbecue with half a catty of roasted meat and drank wine.

After he had eaten his fill, he walked all the way along West Changan Street. Do you think he really digested food? Wrong, he was only standing here to take a look at the sights of the Forbidden City.

The Qing Dynasty did not have many tall buildings, and the imperial rule was that houses could not be taller than the Hall of Supreme Harmony, so the Forbidden City was definitely the tallest and most imposing structure in the entire Beijing. From the west side of the street, one could see the majestic southwest corner of the Forbidden City and the city walls.

They strolled forward, past the Twin Towers Temple, the Six Tribes entrance, and the Return Battalion. People could even see the javelin-like soldiers on the city walls, as well as the fluttering flags and the majesty of the royal family.

However, when he walked to the Secretary of State and saw the three doors in front of the western gate of Chang An, Yang Zhi had no choice but to stop in his tracks, because that was already a forbidden area for commoners.

It was also at that time that a very secretive seed had been buried in Yang Zhi's heart, causing all of the various things that he did in the previous half of his life to be overturned.

The destitute commoner, who was born into a family, rebelled against the Heavenly King and the others. After breaking into Nanjing City, he had not been able to enjoy the bliss, and was chosen by the North Guard.

After that was his career as a bandit in Taihang Mountains. Although he didn't have to worry about food and drinks, he had never seen a scene of true wealth and wealth.

It was only when he arrived at the Beijing and saw what the real princes and officials were like, what was a bustling city, and what was the dignity of an empire, that he finally understood that the Heavenly Kingdom the Heavenly King had made was actually just a joke.

The Manchu inherited many of the palace legacies from the Ming and Qing dynasties. The accumulated royal culture of the Beijing people and the imperial capital were not something that a dilapidated Heavenly King Manor in Nanjing could compare with.

While the noble and high officials were walking down the main street in their palanquin, the servants and guards couldn't wait to clear the street. Red Ribbon, who was riding a big horse, had an unruly expression on his face. He was a fighting eagle on a horse and was looking for a flower. He did not need to do any work in his life, as he was born with a lifetime of wealth.

Tea house, tavern, playground … The rich merchants and popinjays who were supporting the silver threw their coppers onto the ground like it was raining. Even the customers who fought loudly in eight alleys over a brothel's noodle shop made Yang Zhi's heart burn with greed.

This was life! I, your father, have lived half my life previously, I have worked hard for Hong Xiuquan f * cking all my life, and in the end I didn't get anything good. I even lost the reputation of a traitor, what exactly am I aiming for?

Suspicion had caused him to walk into the self-deprecating mental spiral, the old values had collapsed, and at that moment, Xiao Letian's Western Studies and his dreams actually did not fill in the gaps in Yang Zhi's heart. At that moment, the thousands of years of social welfare had returned, controlling Yang Zhi's confused heart once again.

After that, in the Ryukyu, Yang Zhi slowly became rich. Why did he marry several concubines, and why did he spend so much time and effort to enjoy them, was actually closely related to this period of time.

In Yang Zhi's dreams, since I have contributed greatly to the dragon, it should be about time I follow you, Xiao Letian, to do the deed and reward, right? What had he been working so hard for?

But reality had let him down. Not only did Xiao Letian not talk about rewards, he was even unwilling to replace Ryukyu King. How many seats would a little Prime Minister of a Subordinate States provide to her subordinates?

Furthermore, Xiao Letian's Western Studies had always been instilling a sense of equality and fraternity, which made Yang Zhi feel extremely disgusted. He had his reasons. Why was everyone equal?

We're going to risk our lives with our heads held high. Then, so many of our brothers will die with injuries all over. Those commoners who didn't use any strength, those prisoners who surrendered in battle, can easily split the profits we earned by risking our lives?

Am I stupid? If we throw our lives away and fight like this, will we give these rights to others for free? Aren't you, Xiao Letian, advocating for us to get what we want without working hard? Once this atmosphere was established, who would be willing to sacrifice themselves in the future? If he died for nothing, so be it. If he was injured, so be it.

F * ck you, I won't serve you anymore!

Just as Yang Zhi was thinking, suddenly, he heard a sound of "you servant! How dare you not answer Old Buddha's question? "

Yang Zhi was so frightened that he immediately fell to the ground, he took the opportunity to kneel on the ground. Old Buddha, Your Highness, please calm down, this is the first time I am entering the Imperial Palace, the dignity of this place is too great, my heart and lungs are trembling, I have lost control of myself, I have lost control of myself, I have lost control of myself!

Maybe it was because Yang Zhi was trembling and feeling indescribably happy, or maybe it was because he was in a good mood seeing the new money, Ci Xi did not get angry, instead he asked in an interesting tone, "Is the prestige of the palace huge? You are also an old man with Xiao Letian, you should have seen a lot of things that are happening overseas, why are you making such a big fuss over nothing? "

"Tell I, what do you think of Xiao Letian? What do you think of China's dynasty? To tell you the truth, I does not wish to hear any of this … "

was greedy and lecherous, but he was not stupid. He knew that he had the greatest opportunity in front of him, if he could not grab it, he would only be able to get his hands on the next half of the people who wanted to watch the printing press.

Thinking about that, Yang Zhi's heart jumped, and he said to himself, "If one doesn't want to be a saint, you can kill heaven and earth. Xiao Letian, if you are willing to be a saint, you can become my dream."

Yang Zhi fiercely kowtowed as he loudly said, "Old Buddha, various dukes … With this servant's experience, Xiao Letian will definitely lose, he will definitely win! "

"Oh? You have to tell us a reason. If reason can convince us, then naturally we won't lack your reward. If you can't say anything, then … Being careful is just an arrogant crime, that's enough! "

Yang Zhi gritted his teeth and said, "Empress Dowager is clear, this servant will say this. If Xiao Letian continues acting this way, there will be more and more traitors like me in the Ryukyu.