"Are you kidding me?" The guest holding a huge beer mug burped and said, "Assassinating the Chinese leader? You have a really rich imagination. Look at those Chinese armies, they are all a bunch of bullies. The extremely fierce tiger wants to break through their defenses and assassinate their leader?"
"Haha...hahaha! Your mind is really good at thinking, hahaha..."
When people think about it, this is indeed the case. Xiao Letian's soldiers have fought with Frenchmen and Tsarist Russian Cossacks with real swords and guns. In this era of fearing power but not morality, the strong are always feared.
"Have you heard? This morning these Chinese troops and the Imperial Guards almost fought with bayonets... I have to say, these soldiers are so arrogant!"
"So, the assassins can only attack weaklings. They can't kill the Chinese leader, so it would be good to kill one of his apprentices. Maybe these French people are also afraid that after Xiao Letian's apprentice takes over, the Qing Congress will not use it. French foreign policy, right?”
The crowd was talking a lot, and almost everyone focused on the French as the mastermind. Of course, some people thought that Tsarist Russia was also very likely, but even if Tsarist Russia was involved, it must be the French. Lord's.
The arrogance of the British has been engraved in their bones. During the Crimean War, Britain and France joined forces to brutally torture Tsarist Russia. That was something the empire was very proud of.
Just when the atmosphere of people's discussion was at its hottest, the door of the bar was suddenly knocked open, and the cold wind of late autumn blew in, making people shiver.
"The latest news, the latest news! Prime Minister Benjamin has taken the blame and resigned. The Prime Minister has taken the blame and resigned!"
Even though everyone knew that Benjamin's resignation was inevitable, when it happened, the citizens were still very calm.
There was silence in the bar, and the expressions on people's faces were extremely rich. It took a long time before someone sighed and broke the silence.
"Hey... it's such a pity. Although I think Gladstone is right, Benjamin's group of people did bring a lot of victories to the empire, right?"
"Yeah, who doesn't like victory? But... but the life around us has indeed changed. This year I went to Paris to discuss business, and I really felt that the streets of Paris were built by Napoleon III. Extremely beautiful, we have fallen behind on this..."
People's mood is extremely tangled. On the one hand, they are reluctant to bear the colonial expansion of their territory. Who doesn't want to hear the news of victory every moment?
But on the other hand, they are full of complaints about the decline in the quality of life around them, the dilapidated streets, clogged sewers, compulsory education that has been argued for many years but with no results, and the sparse number of fire stations, hospitals, libraries...
Gladstone is right. It’s time for the British Empire to take a closer look at itself and practice its internal strength. Even Prussia can make compulsory education universal, so can’t the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets do the same?
Even France can rebuild Paris, why can't London?
This is really a problem. In later generations, people have marveled at French urban planning, beautiful and artistic street buildings, countless fountains and sculptures, and small waterway systems that have been used for hundreds of years. People even paid tribute to Paris. A museum was built in the sewer.
To whom should all this be attributed? This is really the credit of Napoleon III. When he was in power, he vigorously promoted the major renovation plan of Paris, which made it the art and fashion capital of the civilized world in later generations.
There is no harm without comparison. Now that the transformation of Paris has come to an end, the city's appearance has undergone tremendous changes. Those British people who have the opportunity to work and travel in Paris have indeed felt the strong contrast, and it has also affected their self-esteem. humiliated.
Even Gladstone used examples of the city of Paris to stimulate voters in his speeches more than once, and he did win over many swinging middle voters.
"Hey... the empire should change. I think there is no problem with Gladstone's governance, but I am also a little worried. Will there be problems in our colonies?"
"Let's observe it first. Not only are we paying attention to Gladstone's every move, but the Tories are also keeping their eyes wide open waiting for him to make mistakes. What if this guy hurts the interests of the empire?"
"Haha, how did Benjamin step down? He will also step down!"
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"It's finally coming to an end. The most arduous task of coming to the UK this time has finally been completed..." Xiao Letian put down the information Wang Huaiyuan had just sent and let out a tired sigh.
Benjamin was finally tripped up. This British colonial eagle leader who was extremely hostile to the Chinese finally left Downing Street and the center of power of the empire.
Whether Benjamin can make a comeback or not, Xiao Letian's judgment is yes. He knows very well that Gladstone's isolationist thinking that values internal affairs can only prevail for a while.
After he has completed the promotion of compulsory education and completed a large amount of infrastructure investment, and after the British internal debts have been almost paid, these arrogant and arrogant British guys will still set their sights on their colonies.
By that time, the Eagle Leader will definitely have plans to make a comeback!
"But if you want to make a comeback, it will take time! Give me ten years of hard work, and I will return the world to a pre-industrialized China. As long as the comprehensive strength of our Chinese race can draw a tie with the British in Asia! Our nation will survive." , this breath of vitality brought me here!"
"Gladstone, you are just an old wild ginseng in my hand. When our nation is in danger, I have to kill you! Hahaha..."
Taking a sip of whiskey with ice, feeling the cold and then hot taste, my tired spirit couldn't help but feel refreshed.
Xiao Letian cast his eyes in the direction of Buckingham Palace and murmured to himself, "I don't know whether Zai Chun is sleeping or not... variables, they are all variables! I never expected such a big variable. How on earth am I supposed to make a profit?”
Xiao Letian, who frowned, began to think about the various changes this assassination could have on the future international situation. Just like a butterfly flapping its wings in the Amazon jungle, some kind of storm will definitely form in the not-too-distant future.
Just as he was thinking about the changes, there was a sudden knock on the study door.
"Reporting to the head of state, the captain of the Zhiyuan, Xiang Ying, wants to see you!"
"Xiang Ying? Why is he here so late? Let him come in..."
The guard opened the heavy door, and Xiang Ying, dressed in military uniform, walked forward to the head of state's desk and saluted Xiao Letian respectfully.
Xiao Letian looked at him puzzled, "It's almost ten o'clock, why are you still dressed so formally? Something's wrong!"
Xiang Ying's pale lips were just pursed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his throat was constantly dry. It took him a long time to muster the courage to speak.
"Yes, master, I have something to do!" chapter;
