"At this moment, it is difficult for even the head of state to see the Tartar emperor again. Er Mao has been isolated by them and can only occasionally send some vague information. If Fang Guan was not able to sneak out some information from the British aristocratic circle, we would have I really didn’t know that this little bastard would betray the country to such an extent!”
"The military aid directly provided by the UK to him is close to 10 million pounds. This military aid is provided directly in the form of cash or weapons and equipment..."
"However, these military aids are not given for free. Only a small amount of one to two million pounds is given to Zaichun. The rest requires high interest payments. It is not an exaggeration to call it usury!"
"Based on the greedy faces of British bankers, I'm afraid these military aid may not be repaid in a hundred years!"
"Not only must the interest on military aid be repaid, Emperor Tongzhi must also open more ports, especially the cities along the Yangtze River and even the Grand Canal, must also be open to British merchants!"
"At that time, the British army will be able to march straight along the Yangtze River and the Grand Canal and directly into the belly of China. What defense will the country have at that time?"
"And the latest news is even more shocking. The British are actually trying to get involved in the railway project from Beijing to Shanghai. If this artery is in the hands of the British, what strategic depth does China have? How can we resist the enemy's infiltration?"
"Your Majesty! There is no other way. Now that the head of state is locked in a bitter battle with Benjamin, he can't allocate energy to deal with Zai Chun. What's more, the head of state is nostalgic and can't be cruel to this disciple. Now only you can Take action to save me, China!"
King Yi's face was livid, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead. "You...you said you left London three days ago?"
"Yes, three days ago!" Zhou Peilong nodded.
King Yi took out the latest telegram from his pocket with trembling hands. "I didn't expect that Xiang Ying was really successful? Can you deduce so much information three days ago?"
The code paper fell on the table, and Zhou Peilong saw the short shared information on it at a glance. Especially when Benjamin unilaterally announced last night that Britain had undertaken China's railway project, the young intern The officer punched the table.
"Your Majesty! Sure enough, we guessed correctly. After all, this Tartar leader is still a traitor to the country! Now only you can save China!"
King Yi said painfully, "What can I do? I am just a useless person hiding in Europa. I help the head of state collect some information and manage the foundation's property. If I can be a good European logistics officer, I will be satisfied." Already..."
"I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do!"
"My lord!" Zhou Peilong roared, "My lord, have you forgotten the millions of corpses under Nanjing City? Have you forgotten the tens of thousands of brothers who died by the Dadu River?"
"The Tartars are the sworn enemies of China. Even if we pour all the water from the Three Rivers, we can't wash away our hatred! If you can't do anything, what hope does China have? If you can give up hatred, won't the backbone of our Chinese nation become cartilage?" "
"Enough, enough! Stop talking..." King Yi shouted angrily, "What can I do? I am just an anonymous living dead. Doesn't your leader Xiang Ying have guns and soldiers in his own hands? ? He can’t do anything, so what can I do?”
"Can I still lead the troops to imprison Zai Chun? Can I still assassinate him..."
There was a sudden deathly silence in the cabin. After those two words were spoken, the space suddenly became strangely quiet. King Yi looked at Zhou Peilong with shining eyes, and a chill ran up from his lower back.
"You... you..."
"Hehehe..." Zhou Peilong sneered like a ghost, "Your Majesty guessed it right. Now there is only one way to break the situation... that is... to kill... Zai... Chun..."
With a hiss, Yi Wang gasped, "You're crazy!"
"Haha, of course we are crazy. We can't survive without being crazy! Why are you hiding from me, my lord? Why don't you listen to what I have to say?" Zhou Peilong said, grabbing the sleeves of King Yi who was trying to escape.
"Your Majesty, Benjamin can use the name of thugs from Tsarist Russia and France to attack the head of state, so why can't we use the same trick?"
"Now only the prince in Europe has this ability. You have been in Europe for many years and have established an intelligence network. It is most appropriate for you to come forward at this time..."
"You can pay a lot of money to bribe desperadoes from France or Tsarist Russia, or from other countries. Anyway, in the end, the blame will be placed on those two countries..."
"We can give you the latest travel plan of Emperor Tongzhi, and it will only be a matter of one bullet..."
"Killing Emperor Tongzhi will completely ruin all the British plans. I want to see who will dare to betray the country in the future? And assassinating Zai Chun will also be good for the head of state..."
"Now is the critical moment for Gladstone to impeach Benjamin. Didn't the head of state ask you to instigate a riot in Ireland? Let's just play bigger..."
"There was a big uprising in Ireland, and then Zai Chun was killed in London! If these two things exploded at the same time, do you think Benjamin would still be fine?"
"This is the end of his life as Prime Minister... Hahaha... My good prince, why are you shaking? Where did the courage to kill countless people among millions of soldiers go?"
"Only you are the most suitable person to handle this matter, because your men are all Europeans. They have nothing to do with the Tartar emperor and have no personal feelings. Of course, they will not feel the slightest psychological burden when they are killed..."
"These European desperadoes, killing Zaichun is actually like killing a chicken, what do you think?"
King Yi was really frightened. He was shocked by Xiang Ying's crazy plan: "Are you crazy...are you all crazy? Let's not talk about whether this plan can succeed. Even if it succeeds, won't the British take revenge? "
"People died in London, England. When the time comes, they will have to give an explanation to the Qing Dynasty! This will trigger a national war, a super national war..."
"Haha, what are you afraid of? If the Manchus and Qing Dynasties have the ability, they will declare war on the British! Isn't this a good thing? By then, the British and the Manchus will be bleeding like rivers, and their vitality will be greatly damaged. We can just watch the excitement..."
"But the British will definitely not take the blame themselves. Even if they are reluctant, they will have to admit this fact... The French will definitely take the blame in the end. By then, the British may fully support Prussia and destroy Napoleon III... …”
"Even if the Manchus were given an explanation, they would still have to hold their noses and admit it!"
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