"It's almost twelve o'clock! It's almost time. The good news should have come back!" On the Zhiyuan, an excited Xiang Ying rubbed his hands. There was a pocket watch on the table that was clicking.
Cai Bixia was speechless. After hearing Xiang Ying's assassination plan, she had decided in her heart that Zai Chun would never survive.
Of course Cai Bixia hated the Manchus. What else could the traitorous and incompetent government do besides sucking blood from the bodies of Han people? But hate is hate, and killing a thirteen-year-old child is another matter.
Zai Chun has shortcomings. He grew up in a deep palace since childhood, which makes his personality completely different from that of a normal child. Zai Chun is more sensitive and impulsive, more gloomy and even does not know how to respect others.
In particular, this kid always has a lustful attitude that is inconsistent with his age, and he even dares to tease Cai Bixia with his lustful eyes.
But no matter what, this should be attributed to a small problem in growing up, and it is not something that cannot be adjusted. Look at the difference between Emperor Tongzhi when he arrived in Ryukyu and now. Anyone can see his growth.
Especially during the few months of fighting with the soldiers in the Ryukyu military camp, the little emperor who was originally as milky as milk grew up rapidly. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a little tiger now.
It was the ruling group of the Manchu Qing Dynasty that was at fault! The entire blame cannot be placed on a thirteen-year-old child! How come you can be so cruel to deprive him of his right to live when you have so much heart to kill him?
Cai Bixia felt panicked, as if there was a big rock pressing on it, but what could she do? When she heard the news, the assassination operation had already begun, and there was nothing she could do to save her.
Lin Zhen knew the contradiction in Cai Bixia's heart, "We grew up together, and of course I understand your temperament... Although this incident is a bit bloody, it is still good for me, the Chinese!"
"Didn't you hate Emperor Tongzhi before?"
"Enough! Hate is hate, do I have to kill whoever I hate? Can these two things be confused together?" Cai Bixia cursed with red and swollen eyes, "Xiang Ying, you are a bastard! This matter I will never forgive you for this in my whole life!"
Xiang Ying rubbed his face, "I know how you feel, and I can understand it... But I have no choice. I can't let that little bastard lead the British forces into the interior! How else do you want to betray the country? Still Is it over yet?”
"And...even if I don't kill him, how long do you think this little bastard can survive? Please wake up, there are many people in the Qing Dynasty who want to kill him!"
"Zaichun is just as you said, he is very outstanding. He is one of the few people in the Qing Dynasty who can see the world with open eyes. He is also a radical who supports reform!"
"But the reform must touch the interests of the conservatives. This is not a small amount, it is a big and painful benefit! Those conservatives will definitely not let him go. The final outcome of Zai Chun's return to Sijiu City was also Kill them!"
"Instead of dying in Forty-Nine City, it is better to die in London now. At least it will give us one more excuse to go to war with France and Tsarist Russia!"
"Haha, in my eyes, this little guy is already a dead person. He will either die in our hands or in the hands of his fellow tribesmen... Prince Gong who is training in the army in Xishan is looking at this nephew with eager eyes. You Do you think he doesn’t dare to kill anyone?”
"That's enough! You're a pervert!" Cai Bixia growled and angrily scolded Xiang Ying. At this moment, the cabin door was suddenly opened and Jin Sanshun's panting face was revealed.
"It's bad, it's all bad! Zai Chun is not dead, but Emperor Tongzhi is not dead!"
"Fart!" The pocket watch in Xiang Ying's hand flew out like a hidden weapon, smashed against the wall and broke into a pile of parts. "How could he not die? How could such a meticulous plan fail?"
"Don't mention it, I didn't count one person... In the end, it was Gordon who blocked the little emperor's knife. I was wondering, when did the British become loyal ministers of the dog Tatars! "
"Gordon? Will he block the knife for Zai Chun? Haha... Hahaha, you are kidding, are you lying to me, right?" Xiang Ying did not accept this explanation at all, and he laughed as if he was crying.
"Why did I lie to you? Now Zai Chun has gone crazy. He actually drove the wounded soldiers to the British military camp in person, and then drove a carriage to the Capitol building carrying the assassin's head!"
"Zai Chun is crazy. He wants the UK to give him an explanation! He wants to storm the Congress with his head in hand!"
"Impossible?" Lin Zhen was stunned. "That little wimp still has such courage?"
"Don't fucking ask. It's probably impossible. The person who came has already said that the assassin's head was chopped off by Zai Chun himself. Do you think he has the courage... They will arrive at Tower Bridge soon and will pass by it soon. The Zhiyuan is here, you guys hurry up and make up your mind, what should we do?"
From the East End of London to the British Parliament, the nearest and most prosperous road is along this street on the north bank of the Thames River, crossing Tower Bridge and taking Cannon Street, passing the Law Society, King's College, Waterloo Bridge, and then passing the Admiralty and Defense Department. You can see the majestic Capitol Building from the top.
Of course Emperor Tongzhi knew the political structure of Britain, so he would not carry the assassin's head to Buckingham Palace. He knew that the center of power in Britain was actually Parliament.
If you want to make things bigger, you have to make a fuss in Congress. You, the UK, have issued letters of credence to invite me to visit, but you haven’t even taken the most basic security measures in place. Then you have to give the Qing Dynasty an explanation and give the whole world an explanation. An explanation.
As soon as Xiang Ying heard that Zai Chun was passing by the Zhiyuan, his heart skipped a beat. What should he do? What to do? After all, he is also an outstanding person. He can take it up and put it down. Xiang Ying stamped his foot and shouted, "Gather! The Zhiyuan is urgently gathering!"
"All soldiers on the ship who have no mission must urgently gather, distribute live ammunition, and get off the ship to protect Emperor Tongzhi!"
"Now that this matter has turned from an assassination case into a serious diplomatic conflict, we have to stand up for our own people and support Emperor Tongzhi! Send troops to protect the emperor!"
Cai Bixia smiled, her face turned pale as she smiled, "Haha... Hahaha... So awesome, so awesome! One of our own? Do you change your attitude so quickly? You were going to fight and kill in front of me, but in the blink of an eye you are one of your own? You still have to do it?" Do you want to support Zaichun and send troops to protect him?”
"Cai Bixia! Now is not the time to act arrogant. Emperor Tongzhi is traveling with us. Is he Asian? Does he speak the same language as us? If he is assassinated, the Chinese army will have to support him!"
"Don't forget, it's the British who are taking the blame now! As long as we support them, the British will eventually give me some benefits! There is a huge blackmail opportunity in front of us, and no fool would want it!"
"Gather! Emergency gathering!"
Tears flowed down Cai Bixia's face, and she murmured to herself, "When did you become like this? How did you become a ruthless and profit-seeking politician?"
"You have indeed become more capable. Just look at your shameless appearance. If you are not developed, who would want to be developed? You are no longer the simple and honest boy you were in Ryukyu... You have changed!"
