Xiao Letian was completely immersed in his own world and couldn't extricate himself. The handle of the coffee cup was red hot but he felt nothing. He paced back and forth on the ship, carefully thinking about the details of the Hidden Dragon Plan. ? ?
Suddenly he turned back and looked at Ito Hirobumi thoughtfully, "Ito... let me ask you a question..."
"Hai... Prime Minister, please enlighten me!" Ito bowed respectfully.
"If you do something, people will scold you immediately, and if you don't do it, people will scold you in the future. How will you choose?"
Xiao Letian continued without waiting for Ito Hirobumi's reply, "If something is a hardship for one generation, it will be of great benefit to the next three or four generations of descendants! How would you choose?"
"Sacrifice tens of millions of people but benefit hundreds of millions of people. Would you do such a thing?"
"If you are the only one in this world who can see where the future will go, but all the people are unwilling to follow the same path as you, then what should we do?"
Listening to Xiao Letian's constant questions, Ito Hirobumi was very shocked. These questions are undoubtedly the ultimate problems that plague all politicians, and there is no correct answer at all.
"Heart! Prime Minister, it's the heart!" Masahiro Ito said.
"You have something in mind, but just do it... I can't pry into the Prime Minister's wisdom like Yuanquan, but I only know how to act on myself and ignore others..."
"Since you have chosen the great road, just keep going all the way. There are always people coming together on this road, and some people are leaving, so there is nothing... There is no ghost who dies unjustly in the world, and the ghost who dies unjustly is actually It's just that he feels he was wronged..."
"There is a lighthouse in the sea to guide the ship, but the ship just doesn't follow the lighthouse's guidance. In the end, the ship is destroyed and everyone is killed, so there is no need to blame the lighthouse..."
"I don't know what the Prime Minister is worried about, but I think it must have something to do with the future of the Chinese nation... Prime Minister, aren't you asking for trouble? The Chinese nation is a ship. Anyone who wants to get on can get on, and whoever is willing to get off will go to the Qing Dynasty. Ah! Who can stop whom?"
"If you keep your heart, then do it. There will always be people who understand and people who will resent you. How can anyone in this world satisfy everyone! Killing tens of millions and living for hundreds of millions is a good thing! Why do you have to worry about it? …”
"Huh?" Xiao Letian was stunned for a moment and then laughed, "Hahaha... You really have the qualities of a hero! If you are given a chance, how great a feat you will have to do!"
"Don't dare! With the Prime Minister here, how can we have the qualifications to compete for glory! I just have something in my heart and say what I say..."
Taking a deep breath of the cold sea breeze, Xiao Letian had already seen the undulating mountains in the distance, and the main island of Ryukyu had arrived. He knew that a big drama was being prepared at this moment, and he was the protagonist.
After realizing everything, Xiao Letian finally made up his mind to fully implement the Hidden Dragon Plan, because he knew that if China wants to return to the top clubs in the future, there must be many hurdles to overcome.
Building a large navy to control the interests of the Pacific Ocean is a must. In the era of electricity and internal combustion engines, astronomical amounts of funds are needed to support it. Even after Xiao Letian's death, whether Fu Yin'er has the ability to lead the Chinese into space and the Internet Economy, atomic energy development...
It is no longer an era that all large-scale projects can be completed by relying on the private sector. Before the Age of Discovery, the progress of science and technology relied more on independent accumulation among the people and exchanges between civilizations.
But after the Age of Discovery and the rise of the Industrial Revolution, countries could no longer rely on waiting to upgrade their technology trees. It would be delusional to expect the private sector to get lucky and come up with some epoch-making technology.
The state-led game of climbing the technological tree has blocked any possibility of the rise of weak nations, and the generational gap in technology can only become larger and larger.
"In the context of such an era, it is impossible to succeed without centralizing power and gathering the strength of all Chinese people! The Hidden Dragon Project must achieve the centralization of capital, and this elite group must take on the responsibility of leading the Chinese people through a new era. This is their historical responsibility!"
Xiao Letian looked at the Ryukyu Island getting closer and closer, praying secretly in his heart, "I'm sorry, people who trust me, what I, Xiao Letian, pursue is the prosperity of the Chinese nation for generations to come, not just to be a saint of your generation!" "
"I'm sorry. From the moment the Hidden Dragon Plan begins, your generation and even your next generation will become the first fire and the first shovel of coal for the rise of the Chinese nation..."
"You will become a sacrificial generation, and all you gain is the happiness and glory of your grandchildren!"
Kunigami Military Port is getting closer and closer. The troops waiting for the Prime Minister's return on the pier have already lined up a guard of honor. The officials who stayed behind have been blowing the sea breeze for an hour.
When Xiao Letian set foot on the long-lost land of Ryukyu, civil and military officials collectively went forward to salute. In the distance, drums and music were playing, colorful flags were flying, and even further away, there were firecrackers and lion dance teams preparing for the celebration ceremony.
Sima Yun, Noheita, Hyōtaro and other senior officials were the first to step out of the queue and "Congratulations to the Prime Minister for pacifying the Far East! Long live the Chinese people!"
"Long live the Chinese people!" Hundreds of honor guards present shouted in unison, the sound shaking the whole country.
Xiao Letian nodded with a smile and accepted their salute, but then stopped any celebration ceremony. "The lion dance team retreats. Do not set off the firecrackers. The welcoming people will respectfully send them home. No salutes or any pomp..."
"Start working immediately, we don't have much time!" At this point, Xiao Letian suddenly asked coldly, "Where is our old friend... Molière with the big French nose? You haven't treated him badly these days, right?"
Sima Yun chuckled and laughed, "Don't dare to be negligent, just listen to the Prime Minister's order and keep him well fed... What's the matter? The Prime Minister still wants to use him one last time?"
"Hahaha...of course I have to use it, Molière, Molière, it's time to settle the accounts!"
A sneeze... a sneeze... In the secret prison set up by the CIA on Nanshan Mountain, a European man with scars on half of his face was sitting on a single bed looking at the blue sky outside the iron bed. He was the French knight Molière. Captured during the Battle of Amami Oshima.
Molière was mentally prepared to die at first, but he never expected that after being sent to this prison, not only did he not die, he was not even interrogated.
This is a very strange prison. In fact, it is more like a sanatorium with iron cages. The single cells are clean and tidy. The single beds are covered with pure white cotton sheets. The bedding does not have a single lice and has no odor.
The daily meals are very simple, but rich in nutrients. He has an hour of relaxation time every morning and afternoon, but he is the only one who comes out to relax. Through the long iron fence, he looks at the Pacific Ocean every day. Make time.
Until one day a person appeared and broke this peaceful life. He never expected that Red Axon was also imprisoned here.
