Older people can't stand the joys and sorrows. When Prince Zheng Chengzhi was unlucky, they didn't feel anything, but when the pirates' cannon fire hit their heads, everyone could feel the pain!
There are a total of eight ships in the fleet sailing in the Strait of Malacca this time. The scale of the shipping industry can be said to be quite large. The eight ships still passed through the busy Strait of Malacca. Logically speaking, the safety should be very high.
But the pirates were so arrogant, they sank one ship, disabled another, and all the remaining ships were injured!
If it weren't for the chance encounter with the Chinese escort fleet, I'm afraid not even one of these eight ships would be left!
"Oh, how come even the Ninth Commander's ship was destroyed? Why does this involve the Hunan Army? What's wrong, things have become big..."
"Oh... my ship is also docked inside. Thanks to the blessing of Bodhisattva, nothing will happen..."
Among the eight ships, there was one for Prince Li, one for Prince Dun, one for Prince Yu, two for Jiu Shuai, and the rest were all ships from the Qing Dynasty!
This attack made all the princes feel a chill in their necks. Prince Dun and Prince Yu secretly thought that they were lucky, and everyone else also knew that the problem was serious!
The imperial doctor tried his best to rescue him, and the old prince quickly regained consciousness under the stimulation of the silver needle. "Hey...oh...oh...wuwuwu...this pirate is too rampant..."
"Long live my lord... we can't be bullied like this... wu wu wu... We in the Qing Dynasty have no choice but to let foreign devils bully us. Who makes the British so powerful?"
"But we can't let a few pirates bully us like this anymore! There are native monkeys over there in Nanyang... They dare to rob our ship, what kind of face do we, the Qing Dynasty, have!"
"Building a navy... I'll leave my words here today... The Qing Dynasty must build a navy. This shame will bring shame to my grandma's family! Woo hoo hoo..."
Zai Chun quickly persuaded, "Okay, okay... Uncle Wang, don't be excited. Someone is coming and send the prince back to rest quickly. The imperial doctor will be watching over you the whole time!"
I watched the old prince being carried out of the Yangxin Hall, crying all the way. Even from a distance I could hear the distressed cry of Prince Li!
Zai Chun let out a long sigh, "Let's discuss it... This emergency has happened again, and it really won't stop! What should I do? What do you think we should do?"
"Jianshui!" 70% of the officials collectively shouted, "Your Majesty... this is so bullying. Pirates and bandits are riding on our heads to shit!"
"What majesty does the Qing have! What will foreigners think of our Qing in the future? If we don't fight back forcefully, will the foreign devils think that our Qing is a country that can be bullied!"
"Make up your mind! Your Majesty, please make up your mind quickly..."
Weng Tonghe already knew that everything was doomed, but in the end he still refused to surrender, "Your Majesty... how about we think about it again... long term plan... long term plan..."
Zai Chun waved his hand, "My dear friends, please don't say anything... I make my own decision! Pass on my will..."
"Quickly summon Li Hongzhang from Shandong back to Beijing...quickly send a telegram to the Yuan Dynasty asking for help, asking the Chinese navy to help escort and capture the pirates. We, the Qing Dynasty, can provide some escort expenses appropriately!"
"Third...this matter has already involved the Hunan Army, so we have to ask Zeng Guoquan what he means and send a telegram to Jiangning..."
"Okay... let's wait for the opinions of the outside world! Retreat from the imperial court, everyone, retreat from the imperial court and let me think carefully..."
Zai Chun did not issue the decree directly, but left some suspense. Everyone knew that the establishment of the Great Qingshui Division was inevitable, but the necessary procedures still had to be followed!
Weng Tonghe walked out of the palace like a zombie. His subordinates all stopped talking as if they were mourning. The other princes looked at him with cold eyes, as if Weng Tonghe had robbed their family of a lot of silver.
Fuqing, Prince Dun, Baojun Yinggui and others paid more or less attention to courtesy and greeted Weng Tonghe with a few polite words when they left the palace!
Weng Tonghe, who was sitting in the sedan chair going home, was heartbroken. He really couldn't understand this era! Of course he knows that the tide of the times cannot be stopped at all!
He has been to Ryukyu and inspected the local customs. Of course he knows how good Xiao Letian is!
But the more I know that this trend is irreversible, the more painful my heart becomes! How will Confucian scholars live in the future? Are there any official positions available?
Do all young talents stop reading books about sages and must learn science and engineering knowledge?
Aren’t these Western physicists and chemists the craftsmen of ancient China? It’s nothing more than a higher level, a master craftsman, a divine craftsman, etc.!
But craftsmen are craftsmen, and their status is naturally much lower than that of scholars!
Isn't it shameful for scholars to stop reading the Four Books and Five Classics, stop reciting poems and painting, and insist on learning the skills of craftsmen in science and engineering?
But no matter how much he refuses to accept it, the current reality still makes him powerless!
As soon as the sedan arrived at the alley entrance of his small courtyard, the old housekeeper exclaimed, "Oh... who did this? It's so shameless..."
Weng Tonghe immediately opened the curtain, but when he saw it, his nose was filled with smoke!
Starting from the entrance of the alley, all the walls of his yard have been splashed with smelly ink. Even the door has been splashed with ink, and the concierge's servants are busy wiping it!
"Chengzhi...are you considered a prince? A scoundrel...bah...a scoundrel!" Weng Tong stomped his feet and cursed in a friendly manner, but he knew that this matter would eventually go away!
In the Marshal's house in Jiangning, the Ninth Marshal was playing with the pugs with broken bones. When the broken bones with muscles and flesh were thrown out, the two pugs jumped up and caught them accurately!
Eagle stood by his side and read the telegram sent by the court, "Ninth Commander... His Majesty is asking you whether the Great Qing Navy should be established..."
"We destroyed a ship, and half of the cargo fell into the water... The loss was at least 400,000 yuan..."
"Hahaha... isn't it just 400,000? It's for Long Live Lord... Don't worry, Long Live Lord will reimburse me sooner or later!"
"Haha... Fu Qing has told me his plan a long time ago. The identity of the pirates on this sea is not worth scrutinizing... Long live the Lord is forcing us Hanchen governors to join the line!"
"My ships have been robbed, so I naturally have the responsibility to coordinate all the Han ministers with military power in the world... If we people don't object, the navy will be done!"
"Haha... It seems that Li Hongzhang still has to take advantage of him! Okay... let him have a good time!"
"Call back to His Majesty... Just say what I didn't say, and fully support the imperial court in establishing the Great Qing Navy! Send a telegram to Zuo Jigao. Is he in Baoding now?"
"That's right, Marshal Zuo is in Baoding. Now that the Beijing-Hankow Railway has been built to Baoding, as the first prosecutor, he should go and have a look!" Eagle replied.
"That's good... tell Zuo Jigao that the naval talents he carefully trained should return to China, right? Haha... Li Hongzhang secretly robbed a battleship in the UK, do you think I don't know?"
"Do you still want to hide every move Sheng Xuanhuai makes from me?"
"Liu Buchan, Deng Shichang, Yan Fu, Sa Zhenbing, Luo Yonglu, Zhan Tianyou... these are Zuo Jigao's most beloved talents!"
"Hey... let them drive the battleship back! Come back..."
"Haha... Xiao Letian misses them too... Hahaha!"
