"No!" Xiao Letian's tone was extremely firm, and he punched the air with his clenched left hand. "Of course not! If everything goes as it should, what else do we need to do?"
"Change, of course we must change! Although people's hearts are stubborn, there are always things that can touch their souls! If you want to completely shatter the illusion of 500 million people about the Manchu Qing Dynasty, you can't use threats or rely on bloody suppression, and use violence to fight violence. The methods are too barbaric and the side effects are too great!”
"Haha! Fantasy is like a soap bubble that looks bright on the outside but is extremely fragile. What we have to do is not to take the initiative to burst people's illusions, but to rely on the soap bubble to burst from the inside!"
"The key to everything is how to let the Manqing pop their soap bubbles, let them tear up the glossy painting and reveal their ugly and bloody faces... To put it bluntly, we have to let them commit suicide!"
Hiss... Xiang Ying took a breath of air involuntarily, "Self-death? This, this, this... how is this possible?"
"What's impossible?" At this moment, half of Xiao Letian's face was hidden in the darkness, and half of his face was illuminated by the dim yellow light of the kerosene lamp, making him look ferocious and terrifying.
"What edge are the Manchus on now? Haha... It's the edge of civil war! Tens of millions of Manchus are sharpening their knives and polishing their foreign guns. Everyone has a cruel smile on their face. This time They’re killing people again!”
"Who to kill? They want to kill themselves, and they want to redistribute internal power...The bandits are no longer united, because the number of sheep is decreasing, and there are more and more bandits trying to rob the sheep. The Manchus discovered that these people who were sailing on the sea The ships came, and the robbers who came in the wind and snow from the north were ten thousand times more ferocious than them!"
"Haha... The sheep have not enough to eat, and they do not have the ability to defeat the new bandits! What should we do? Their appetite is still getting bigger and bigger, and no one is willing to take the initiative to lose weight... Then there is only civil war, Kill yourself and slim down your gang so that the remaining mutton will be enough to share!"
"Now you understand why I have to educate Zai Chun carefully? He is just a tool, a tool to drain the blood!"
Xiao Letian's face kept twitching in the light, just like the upper body of the Ninth Heaven Demon King. "In the past, Zai Chun was too weak. Those people could easily crush him to death without any effort, just like crushing an ant to death!"
"A glass of poisonous wine, or a poisonous woman, or a crazy eunuch... It's not easy for the powerful factions of the Eight Banners to bring this kid's soul back to the underworld..."
"This is not what I want. If Zai Chun dies so easily, the purpose of weakening the Eight Banners will not be achieved! So Zai Chun must be strong, he must have the heart of a famous general, and he must have a loyal team With his army, he must launch an internal war among the Manchus that shocked the whole world..."
"You don't want assassinations, but you can do civil war!"
"When Zai Chun becomes stronger, Yi will use all his strength to deal with it. Both sides will consume the last drop of blood, exhaust all the young people in their own clan, cut off countless families, and cut off the future hope of the entire clan bit by bit. , the energy is consumed bit by bit..."
"Hahaha... More importantly, when Manran starts to kill each other, how will the Han people in the world treat these bandits? All the halo of saints and all the destiny that the rotten scholars put on them is that One layer of painted skin will be completely shattered!"
"I don't know how many people will suddenly realize and be disheartened, but at least I know that these bandits' killing each other will break the illusions in the hearts of countless Han people, stimulate their hearts with blood, and let them know that the dragon's throne is on the throne. That’s not a real dragon emperor, they’re just a group of blood-sucking demonic dragons!”
Xiang Ying was completely stunned. His whole body was shaking like a pendulum. He subconsciously stepped back and his back was already pressed against the iron railing. At this moment, Xiao Letian exuded a terrifying aura that made the surrounding people The air has cooled down several degrees.
"Master...this...is this your plan all along? Has it been planned since the time you wrote the Journey to the West? You are getting closer to Zaichun step by step and using all means to take him away...the final goal... …”
"The final purpose is to kill him?" Xiang Ying's hands were shaking violently. He finally saw a completely different Xiao Letian today.
Taking a long breath, Xiao Letian looked up to the sky and sighed, "Kill him? Haha, are there immortal people in this world? Even if I don't kill him, how long do you think he can live? Let me tell you the truth, Zai Chun's life It’s been planned a long time ago, I’m afraid I won’t live past 20!”
"The only purpose of Zai Chun's existence is to take advantage of his youth and inability to personally govern, and buy about fifteen years for those careerists in the dark. That is the stage for cultivating one's own confidants and accumulating strength..."
"Those people have only one purpose, and that is that the power that was finally divided must never be taken back. They don't want any wise sage, and they don't want to live a life of being killed by the emperor at will!"
"With this undercurrent among the Manchus, I can predict that until the Qing Dynasty is destroyed, there will be no wise or sage kings. Children of five or six years old will always take the throne, and then a group of adults will bear the righteous title of emperor. To show off one's power..."
"Haha, in fact, the emperor doesn't even need to be an emperor. They can choose a woman to be their queen! If they choose a woman to be the spokesperson of their power, a ruthless woman will eliminate the possibility of any more holy kings being born in the Qing Dynasty!"
Xiao Letian cried bitterly and rubbed his temples, "The Manchus have chosen a path that will make it impossible for them to become more prosperous and powerful. This selfish path cannot support this dynasty for another hundred years! What I have encountered is that after fifty Around the year, the Manchus will kill themselves!"
"But they are trying to kill themselves, why are they dragging all the people of the world to perish together? No matter I am Han, Mongolian, Hui, Tibetan, Zhuang, etc... we all live in this world, and because of This country is strong and happy, but we will also be humiliated because of its weakness!"
"What sin do we have? Why should we be dragged down by the Manchus and sink?"
"No! I don't want this kind of world, absolutely! So I want to kill people. I want to kill people on behalf of all the people in the world. I am willing to turn into a devil and bear all the sins!"
"If there really is hell after death, let me be damned! Let hundreds of millions of other people live a kind life... This is enough..."
Tears welled up in my eyes!
