There are real differences between people. If you don't accept it, you can't do it. Before Xiang Ying came in, the atmosphere here was very hierarchical. The person with the highest authority at the deepest level was Mrs. Tiger.
Next is Ito, then the two gods of wealth, and the outermost layer is the guards. The entire hall is isolated with curtains. This is the level.
But after Xiang Ying came in, Mrs. Hu sat up from the pillow and said, "Come...Xiang Ying, sit next to me! You've been running around all night, let your wife take a look..."
The two bosses and Ito saluted one after another, Xiang Ying strode inside, and the curtain opened heavily. At this moment, Mrs. Tiger smiled like a flower.
"Have a cup of hot wine? And ginseng soup... to drive away the cold. Come sit next to me and get a pillow..."
Ito Hirobumi's head was buried on the tatami. No one could see his expression. Only he could feel the jealousy in his heart.
Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away! No matter how hard he works, he is nothing more than a usable minister.
Xiang Ying is the nephew of the King of the Far East, a close disciple of the head of state, and can be regarded as the opposite-sex brother of the prince. The prince will also rely on him to govern in the future.
This is someone who can attend the head of state’s family banquet. There is an unbreakable glass wall between him and Xiang Ying!
Both sides can see each other's world, but Ito can never enter the higher world!
Xiang Ying sat cross-legged next to Huniu, took a sip of warm wine, took out the telegraph newspaper and said, "It's launched! Prince Gong has finally launched it!"
"Prince Gong sent twenty of his direct servants to organize refugee rebels in various places in the disaster area. At this moment, they are searching for food and property and gathering more victims. Isiha has even tried to attack the county seat!"
"When I sent the telegram, I didn't know whether it was captured or not, but these twenty slaves have now gathered an army of more than 300,000 victims!"
“It’s like a snowball. It’s hard at first but it gets better!”
"Three hundred thousand disaster victims already have the ability to attack prefectures and counties. As long as they can conquer densely populated areas like prefectures and counties, the size of the rebel army will increase exponentially!"
"Six hundred thousand, one million...or even more are possible! The north is already in chaos, it's completely in chaos!"
ah! Everyone present exclaimed, Ito and the others stood up and congratulated the lady, "What a joy! The prince is blessed!"
Huniu read the telegraph newspaper three times in a row, her hands shaking with excitement. "Haha...retribution, retribution! Do you also have this day in the Qing Dynasty?"
"How did you bully us when my father was in business? When we gave gifts to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, we were like dogs and couldn't even enter the gate!"
"Damn Mr. Lian, that old bastard dared to catch my attention! When we were in Tanggu, Mr. Jiao and the others forced me to eat cold food and blow cold wind..."
"In the end, you sent troops to burn down my house... You Manchus are so arrogant! You even wanted to poison me too!"
"If I hadn't been a fast runner and loved going out to play, I would have been tricked as well, and I wouldn't have had my Fuyin'er... wu wu wu!"
Huniu wiped away her bitter tears and gritted her teeth and said, "Retribution has finally come! Xiang Ying, you will always remember your promise to me! You swore by the ancestors of your Xiang family!"
Xiang Ying quickly straightened his face and knelt down and saluted, "Don't you dare forget! Don't you dare forget! It's my lifelong wish to destroy the Manchu Tartars! Back then, I burned my Xiang Family Fort and ruined my reputation. I will never forget this hatred!"
"Okay, okay... As long as you don't forget, I will guarantee you to serve as the Chinese Prime Minister for two terms! You will also successfully inherit your uncle's title... Your brother Fu Yin'er will not treat you badly in the future!"
Xiang Yingtou was even lower, "Don't worry, Master! Assist Fu Yin'er to reform the Chinese code and implement a constitutional monarchy. This is the consensus of many people within the Chinese community!"
"Actually, this is also the main trend in the world! Most of the great powers in the world today are imperial systems or constitutional monarchies!"
"There is only one other country, France and the United States, so they never do well!"
"The master's ideal is right. Decentralization is the general trend in the future world, but decentralization cannot divide the spiritual core of the country!"
"The Xiao family will always be the royal family of the Chinese people! This is the biggest flagpole that unites the hearts of the Chinese people, and the disciples will always surround this flag!"
"In the future, when the master retires, I will serve as prime minister for one or two terms to lay some foundation for reform. I will wait patiently for Fu Yin'er to grow up!"
"When Fu Yin'er is ready, I will naturally abdicate and launch a revolution, and elect Fu Yin'er to the throne and proclaim himself emperor!"
"We will follow you to the death!" Ito and several others all kowtowed and saluted, and the excited Huniu burst into tears.
"Okay, okay... I can see Fu Yin'er ascending the throne before I die. I will die with my eyes in peace!"
In fact, Xiang Ying's political ideal is very simple. He wants to build a country purely dominated by the Han nation, so military overthrow of the Manchu Qing Dynasty is a necessary means.
Hatred cannot be erased with a few words, and Xiao Letian's idea of national integration has always been criticized by Xiang Ying!
According to Xiao Letian's plan, the Qing Dynasty must be overthrown, but in the future, the descendants of the Manchus will have the same rights as other Chinese ethnic groups.
Especially political rights!
And this is extremely opposed by those who are condensed by hatred. According to Xiang Ying's plan, if you can avoid genocide, it will give you face.
Still want political rights?
Are you the only Tartars who still want the right to vote? Still want the right to be elected? Still want to be a noble? You are not even qualified to be a citizen!
They have oppressed the Han people in the world for more than two hundred years. They are like parasites and they still want to have rights?
Therefore, military conquest is necessary, because the losers are not qualified to raise conditions, they can only passively and honestly accept it!
Xiang Ying actually has enough rights. The Dragon Lord of the Far East is also old. If he doesn't get married, he will definitely have no descendants. So the title of King of the Far East must belong to him.
As the founder of the Chinese navy, he is a military boss. If he serves as prime minister for two more terms, he will have all his civil, political and military skills!
Going further up? He doesn't have that interest. After all, the people believe in the imperial power of the Xiao Letian family, not the imperial power of his Xiang family!
If he assists Fu Yin'er in ascending the throne and proclaiming himself emperor and establishing a constitutional monarchy, then the six nobles and eighteen nobles will be stable in the future. When he retires as a king, his life will be truly complete.
After defeating the Qing Dynasty, all the remaining energy in life will be devoted to building the navy. My dream in this life is to build the strongest deep blue navy in the world!
This is Xiang Ying's dream, and he doesn't care how many people die for this dream!
Xiang Ying stood up and said to Ito and others, "You don't have to worry about the navy. Just control your civilian ships first!"
"I will send the supply ship out at special times, and it will happen that the supply ship is not in the military port!"
"Haha...three million shi of food? I'll consider it a favor if I let him eat 300,000 shi!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, "Very good, very good! The situation has become clear, let's watch the show now! Let's see how the Manqing people bite dogs and kill like dogs, hahaha..."
After laughing for a while, Xiang Ying's face darkened, "Actually...all our plans have a deeply hidden flaw!"
"Master once told a story... called The Last Whistleblower!"
