Volume VIII 1143 Sadness Three Masters

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This is a group of people who are confused, they don't have the slightest concept of the state at all, and it doesn't matter who is the emperor above their heads and who rules them.

However, it is the same group of people who have their own attachments, and their loyalty to the imperial power is sometimes even unimaginable.

The emperor is always good, and the bad is always the traitor around the emperor, but if the country is bad, it must be the traitor who is blinded by the saint.

After the First Sino-Japanese Naval War, the Great Qing Kingdom was abused into a dog by the Japanese, but in this way, the slogan shouted by the people of Wuxu Reform was still on the side of the Qing monarch, and it was returned to the Holy Son of Heaven.

The blood of the Six Gentlemen of Wuxu did not sober these people, and when the Boxer Rebellion intensified, when Cixi shouted the slogan of declaring war on all countries, there were still hundreds of thousands of people in northern China who launched an attack on the foreigners.

Even in the sixth year of the Republic of China, when Zhang Xun was restored, every household in Beijing actually hung dragon flags and set off firecrackers! One can imagine how important a spiritual symbol like the emperor is to the Chinese.

Xiao Letian has thought about it countless times, deduced it countless times, and he even bound the special cases reported by Xishuimen into a book, and he often looked through them in his spare time, and carefully analyzed people's hearts from the incredible conflicts.

The people's hearts in the late Qing Dynasty were complex and contradictory, they could be the leading party for foreigners at the same time, and they could shed their blood for the imperial power at the same time.

Isn't this a contradiction? It is a contradiction, but this contradiction really exists in front of Xiao Letian.

In order to wrap their little feet and protect their braids, the people of Xishuimen can even give up the good life in the Special Administrative Region, and they will even angrily scold those fellow villagers who cut off their braids and laugh at those girls who let go of their feet.

But while they laughed and scolded, the desire for a better life in the SAR could not be concealed in any way.

Such contradictory and tangled national characteristics are the true portrayal of the market in the late Qing Dynasty. Later, Xiao Lotian figured out that after thousands of years of brainwashing, the people didn't care who would be the emperor at all, but they had to have an emperor, even if the emperor was just a six-year-old child, they would think that the soak of children's urine was a panacea to solve the problem.

The braid on the head is easy to cut off, but can the braid in the heart be cut off? It's hard, it's hard! The emperor is the braid in the hearts of the Chinese, perhaps that is the spiritual opium they rely on.

As soon as they all figured it out, Xiao Letian's Chinese order is only suitable for those outside the mainland, and only for those Chinese wanderers who have not been brainwashed by the imperial power.

For example, the Ryukyus, for example, the Nanyang, for example, the Taiping veterans who have been exiled to all parts of the world, these Chinese who have escaped the influence of imperial power are more free and self-reliant in their hearts, and the biggest nobleman they have seen is the king of Shangtai, so it is completely acceptable for them to abolish the emperor in the Chinese code.

But once the Chinese code is promoted on the mainland, Xiao Letian knows very well that he will encounter unexpected resistance, and by that time, ninety percent of the people will oppose him, and those people simply cannot accept a world without an emperor, and their spiritual beliefs will quickly collapse.

Maybe Cixi's kind of people don't have to betray the country to deal with Xiao Letian, they will even make another Boxer Rebellion to deal with Xiao Letian, maybe by then, there will be thousands of boxers who have drunk talisman water, are naked, and their skin is painted with talismans, shouting all kinds of slogans and lining up to walk towards the muzzle of the new army.

If that happens, will Xiao Lotian suppress it or not? How many lives does it take to cut off the braids in the hearts of Chinese?

The most important thing is that if there are really so many bewitched Han people who launch a death attack on the new army for the emperor in their hearts, can Xiao Letian really order to open fire?

There is no answer, and Xiao Lotian can't answer his heart until now. It was not an order to fire at a foreign race, nor an order to fire at the Manchu army, those were all oppressed Han Chinese, all of them were brothers of the same clan that he hoped to rescue.

If he bears the name of that butcher, he Xiao Letian will really be abandoned by this generation of Han people, and what bullshit ideals will be scolded to death when the time comes.

Xiao Lotian was so contemplative, and Fuqing watched so quietly. The third master had a hunch, he had a hunch that this was his last chance to pull his brother back from the precipice, if he didn't succeed this time, he could only give up this idea from now on.

Time passed minute by minute, Xiao Lotian suddenly let out a sigh of relief and shook his head, "I'm sorry, I won't go to Beijing to muddy the water, I still insist on going my own way...... If you want to be saved, you still have to rely on yourselves!"

Fu Qing exhaled a long breath of turbidity: "Then what do you want to do in the future? Will you be the enemy of my Great Qing Dynasty? Will you accumulate strength day by day, and when you have a million troops, you will enter our Great Qing Dynasty and change the dynasty? Is this your ideal?"

"You don't want to be the emperor yourself, and you won't let others do it when you turn around, what do you want to do? Learn from Britain or the United States? What kind of constitutional system do you have? Hehe...... Nobody believes you, no one listens to you, the grass people are greedy, stupid and short-sighted, they can't ......be helped."

"You are asking for hardship, do you think you can change a qiē? No, no, no, you are not a god, if you continue on this evil path, you will destroy yourself sooner or later!"

It's a pity that no matter how heartbroken the third master is, he didn't see a trace of shaking from Xiao Letian's face, he knew that he couldn't turn back, and the two cloudy tears in his red and swollen eyes finally didn't hold back, and they came out.

"That's it, that's it, you and I brothers will be here, in the future, you and I will be friends and foes, let's seek more blessings for ourselves!" After speaking, the third master got up and walked out, but as soon as he took two steps, he stopped hesitantly.

Fuqing turned his head slowly, his eyes were almost desperate, he took out a thin piece of paper from his arms and threw it on the table, "This is the last time I will help you...... Brother!"

Xiao Letian's eyes swept away, his heart fluttered, and the paper was densely packed with words translated from English to Chinese, which was actually a detailed information on the Russian expeditionary fleet.

"This is the information of the Russian fleet provided by the British to the imperial court, which should be much more detailed than yours...... Take care, brother, I hope you can get through!"

Xiao Letian's mood at the moment was extremely tangled and complicated, and he suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute! Why are you and I like this...... Is there only one way in the world to be the enemy or the enemy?"

"You know very well that I have no ambition to be an emperor, if so, how can I teach His Majesty so carefully?

At the mention of the emperor, Fu Qing was stunned, and he suddenly collapsed and shouted, "Then what do you want to do? If you want to rebel, you will rebel well, if you want to be loyal, you will be loyal, what do you want to do?"

"If you don't like me in the Qing Dynasty, I'll take my majesty back! What else do you want to study? What else do you go to Europe? It's all fart......