"During this journey, none of the soldiers on the Zhiyuan showed the respect they deserve for Emperor Tongzhi of the Qing Dynasty. Yes, you are right. There is no shortage of etiquette on your surface, but the disdain flowing from your bones is , even a fool can see it!"
"When I see the emperor, the soldiers will salute, but I can't see the slightest respect in their eyes. I can even see ridicule and a touch of hatred!"
"You can see what kind of thoughts you are instilling in these people on weekdays. Don't rush to tell them. I am an expert at playing with public opinion. Remember that I taught you how to influence people's hearts!"
"Your inner disdain for Zai Chun and even your hatred for the Manchus have affected the entire battleship... So you ignored my orders and never gave these soldiers any orders to protect the emperor and respect the royal family. ,right?"
"You didn't even bother to hold a meeting. It shows how far you hate Zai Chun in your heart."
"After the impact just now, Zai Chun ran out of the command module and rushed towards the ship. How many sailors did he encounter along the way? Why would there have to be fifty people if not eighty? Did anyone stop him?"
"You Lin Zhen said you didn't see Zai Chun when you checked the cannon, so your men didn't see it either? Or do they not recognize His Majesty's appearance?"
"Until the end of the ship, when they lined up to kick the Frenchman in the nose, Zai Chun was surrounded by soldiers. Didn't anyone know him?"
"From the beginning to the end, all the questions have made it clear that the key to the problem is that you, Xiang Ying, did not let your soldiers control the emperor at all! Not only that, you also secretly carried out your thoughts of hating Zai Chun and hating the Manchus! "
"It was your subtle influence that put Zai Chun in such great danger! Even at the last moment when the enemy was about to shoot, so many soldiers obeyed the order and fell down, but no one helped Zai Chun. ?”
"No one pushed him down on the deck at that moment? What does this mean? This shows that there is no such concept in the hearts of all soldiers to protect Emperor Tongzhi!"
"There is no such idea at all, so they will not act subconsciously! This is the key to all problems..."
"Xiang Ying, Xiang Ying! Do you hold a grudge because Zai Chun spent a few words on Cai Bi? Of course, there is also your hatred for the Manchus. Your home was burned down by those bastards. Well, your entire clan almost died in their hands!"
"And you, your path to fame and fame was also ruined, and all your relatives had no choice but to flee to Outer Mongolia. This is your hatred! It will be unforgettable, right..."
There was dead silence in the cabin. The guards who had snatched the pistols retreated. Only five masters and apprentices were left in the room. Xiang Ying knelt on the glass shards and was sweating profusely in pain. It was more likely that the master's heart-wrenching words made him at a loss what to do. . ?
"Yes...I...admit it!" Xiang Ying gritted his molar teeth and said, "I admit that I hate Zai Chun very much, and I hate the Qing Dynasty even more, but so what? Why can't I hate it?"
Having said this, Xiang Ying suddenly raised his head and stared at Xiao Letian with tearful eyes. "Why can't I hate him? Who is he? Why does he want so many privileges?"
"Just because he shouted "Golden Key" to be born? Just because of that identity, the whole world must pamper her? Master...don't you feel it? You dote on him too much! Why can he make mistakes casually, and I You can’t go!”
The low roar shook everyone's eardrums and it was only today that Xiang Ying finally vented all the resentment in his heart.
"We are all your disciples, why should we favor one over another? When Zai Chun violated military regulations in Vladivostok, you simply put him in confinement for a few days, and even asked Ryoma Sakamoto to chat with him every day to fill the time!"
"Now Zai Chun rushes to the front line privately, almost killing himself, and almost dragging us Chinese into the abyss... Such a big crime can be considered a pass with a belt? Is this fair?"
"But what about me?" Xiang Ying's nose turned sour and tears fell down. "But I am just a supervisor who has made such an unfavorable crime, and you just trample me to death? I don't accept it..."
"Am I guilty of not liking him? I just don't say good things about him to my soldiers. Am I guilty of this? You are too overbearing..."
"It doesn't matter what heaven or earth, you still don't care whether I like that little girl or not!"
"You fart!" The veins on Xiao Leqiang's forehead were popping up all over the place, and the corners of Xiang Ying's mouth started to bleed with a snap.
"You, you, you..." Xiao Letian started to tremble when he pointed at Xiang Ying. His heart was so angry that it was a precursor to a heart attack.
"Ignorant! Damn..." Xiao Letian put down his arms weakly and sighed, "Why do you want to compete with Zai Chun? He is only thirteen years old. He has the privilege of making mistakes at his age..."
"You are older than him. Do you, a person in your twenties, compete with a thirteen-year-old?"
"What's more... How long can Zai Chun be with me? In three years he will be in power, and I can't control him anymore, and you are destined to follow me for decades! You say you are jealous of this What are you doing..."
Xiao Letian leaned back on the chair and rubbed his temples in pain.
This is how people interact with each other. If you don't explain things clearly, you won't be able to explain things clearly. If you don't hit the pot, it won't leak.
If Zai Chun's minions are competing for favor with each other, then there is also competition among Xiao Letian's disciples, but it is not so obvious.
The first-generation disciples are basically very old. The class that takes over from Xiao Letian may not have a chance to be the top Chinese class leader, because Wang Huaiyuan and the others are several years older than Xiao Letian, so they are at a disadvantage in terms of age.
In fact, the so-called first-generation disciples are more like Xiao Letian's friends and brothers.
The ones who are really fighting overtly and covertly for favor are second-generation disciples like Xiang Ying, Zai Chun, Xiang Ying, Lin Zhen, Hyoutaro, Ito Hirobumi, etc... Under these elites, there are third echelon, fourth echelon and other peripherals.
The Chinese people are no longer in a situation of talent shortage like in the early days. The biggest problem for Xiao Letian now is not that there is no one available, but the problem of selecting the best from the best.
Who is the most dazzling among the second generation disciples? Of course, they are Zai Chun and Xiang Ying. One is the emperor of the Qing Dynasty who is not personally in power, the other is the nephew of the King of the Far East, and the captain of the Chinese navy's ironclad ship.
These two people are inherently hostile, so they unconsciously compete for favor in front of Xiao Letian, and this is where all the conflicts come from.
Today, Xiao Letian pricked the poisonous boil, and pus and blood rushed out. Xiang Ying suddenly trembled inwardly when he saw the tired and old face of his master. He took two steps on his knees and hugged Xiao Letian's legs.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, master... I was wrong! It's all my fault..."
Xiao Letian closed his eyes, put his hand on Xiang Ying's head, and suddenly recalled the scene when he was kidnapped by Lord Long in the mountains west of Beijing, and the scene when Xiangjiazhuang was retaliated and burned down by fire.
"Cai Bixia, you three, please go down... Let Xiang Ying and I be alone for a while, go!"
