The Qing Dynasty emperor's clothes are divided into court clothes, auspicious clothes, regular clothes, line clothes and the crown worn, divided into winter and summer two styles, Xianfeng went to the back, it is to replace the regular clothes with dragon robes, the dragon robes belong to the auspicious clothes, inferior to the court clothes, as the Qing Dynasty's ninety-five supreme, to meet foreign envoys, naturally to show the majesty of heaven everywhere, although his country has been stormy.

Fifteen minutes later, Xianfeng, who was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, wearing a crown of auspicious clothes, and hanging a pearl, returned to the hall.

"Minister Bao Ling, Minister of England, Minister Bourblon of France, and Mai Lian, Commissioner of Mirijian in Beijing, meet you!"

From far and near, the voice of the male duck came like a relay, and three ministers in black tuxedos and black top hats also appeared in sight, Xianfeng couldn't help frowning, his first feeling was ugly, all black, the same as black impermanence, just with clothes, a trace of national self-confidence was found.

These three envoys in Beijing all spoke fluent Chinese, and after entering the main hall one after another, they took off their top hats and placed them across their chests, and bowed deeply: "Her Majesty the Queen of England to the Great Qing Kingdom Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary Minister Bao Ling, the Second French Empire's Minister Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary to the Great Qing Kingdom Burbulon, the Commissioner of the United States of America to the Great Qing Kingdom, Mai Lian, see His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Qing Kingdom!" ”

Xianfeng frowned for the second time, he didn't like foreigners to bow three times and bow nine times, but his ancestor Qianlong couldn't make Magalni kneel down when his national strength was at its peak, and the country was already crumbling when it reached him?

He is even more unqualified to let foreigners kneel!

And he is not very comfortable with the title of foreigner, what is the emperor's majesty? It's right to call the emperor, this is because His Majesty is inferior to the emperor in terms of honor, before Qin Shi Huang, there was only a great king and no emperor, and the ministers of all countries called their great king His Majesty.

Another point is that it was during the Han and Jin dynasties. In addition to the emperor, the empress can be called His Majesty, and so can the empress dowager. If there is a queen mother, it can also be called majesty. They are or have been the emperor's main room, in line with the ancient rites of husband and wife etiquette, so a dynasty often has several Majesties coexist, Majesties do not have uniqueness, and there will always be only one emperor, the emperor is the emperor of kings, the emperor of kings, the emperor is still called Majesty. The difference is not small.

From His Majesty, to the official family, to the emperor, the evolution of the title of emperor fully reflects the trend of centralization of imperial power in China, and the autocracy has also deepened step by step.

It's just that Xianfeng also can't care about this sound, and the foreigners are willing to say that the emperor of the Qing Dynasty has already given enough face, and he raised his hand slightly with a sinking face: "No courtesy, flat body." Throne! ”

"Thank you Emperor Qing Guo!" The three ministers thanked politely and sat down on the round pier brought by the eunuch.

On behalf of Xianfeng, Yixun asked, "Three ministers, what are you doing to meet my emperor of the Great Qing Kingdom?" ”

Bowling stroked his chest with one hand. Nodding slightly: "His Royal Highness Prince Gong, presumably your country has learned the news of the defeat of our army, although it is very regrettable, but our Britain has a history of thousands of years, and thousands of wars have broken out, in the long river of history, the victory or defeat of one or two wars is not enough to affect the trend of history, not to mention that this time it is not our own army that is sent, but the East India Company with the Indians as the main force to fight." Combat effectiveness will inevitably be greatly reduced.

Therefore, the defeat in the Battle of Baoshan did not have much impact on our Britain. On the contrary, it is a matter of life and death for your country. I don't need to say much about the stakes, but I believe that your emperor has given it full consideration, and I now want to know how your country intends to deal with it. ”

Bao Ling's expression is very direct, that is, it doesn't matter if we lose, at most we can't get over the face, and the consequences of defeat will be borne by you, that is, the extinction of the dead race, this straightforward expression is more similar to Wang Feng, forcing the other party to not be able to go around, only to express the most direct point of view!

Whether it is Xianfeng or Yixun, they are very unsuitable for this style of conversation, originally they also wanted to try the bottom of the British by knocking on the side of Guò, but at this time, after looking at each other, they could only reveal their hole cards.

Yixun muttered: "As far as I know, your country has a vast overseas colony, and the basis of maintaining system rule is your country's strong military might, but after this defeat, the colony will inevitably fluctuate, and doubt your country's military strength will be doubted, which is not conducive to your country's rule in the colony, and the short-haired captured your country's personnel and warships, which will damage your country's face, so this king believes that your queen will never be indifferent, and I hope that your country can send elites from the mainland to assist our country in extinguishing short-haired hairs in one fell swoop." ”

Bao Ling, Bourblon and Mai Lian exchanged mocking glances, and it seemed that the young prince could not understand the situation.

Bao Ling waved his hand: "Your Royal Highness Prince Gong, the facts you stated may be reasonable, but at present, it is not to discuss the question of whether our British Empire will send troops, but how your country intends to face it, I can tell you the truth, my country and France have declared war on Russia in March this year, and we must concentrate on fighting against Russia in the next few years, so before the war is over, it is impossible to send combat forces from the mainland to China, this time period may be three or two years, maybe five or six years, maybe longer."

I think your country should be well aware that the Democratic Alliance is a very strong military force, and your Qing army is about to collapse at the slightest touch, and it is entirely possible that he will take advantage of the gap in the West's military strength in China to attack the city of Beijing in one fell swoop, which is a very likely fact! ”

The hall fell silent, the Xianfeng brothers didn't know how to answer, they didn't have any countermeasures against the strength of the Democratic Alliance, and their fists were not as hard as anyone else, what could they do? Even if the Democratic Alliance forces concentrate their forces on attacking the city of Beijing now, I am afraid that the hope of being able to hold it will not even be thirty percent!

Seeing the expressions of these two people, the three ministers looked at each other and smiled, and the American Commissioner Mai Lian took out a stack of newspapers from his arms, handed them over: "His Majesty the Emperor of the Qing Kingdom, His Royal Highness Prince Gong, this is a newspaper issued by the Democratic Alliance Army in their territory, and there is a lot of information in it, I think you should fully understand it." ”

"Bring it on!" Xianfeng turned his head to signal.

"Wow!" A eunuch took the newspaper from Mai Lian's hand and placed it on Xianfeng's desk.

"Bang!" , only to see a big headline, Xianfeng was angry, slammed the dragon case, and said angrily: "Thief An dares to insult me like this? ”

"Your Majesty?" Yi Xun looked over puzzled.

"Sixth, come and take a look, Shorthair is just nonsense!" Xianfeng waved angrily.

Yixun climbed the steps from the side, poked out half of his head to take a look, and a conspicuous headline appeared in front of him: Was Kangxi poisoned by Yongzheng?

Yixun was also angry all of a sudden, but he was calmer than Xianfeng, and read the whole article patiently, which roughly means that under the response of Long Keduo, Yongzheng personally went to Changchun Garden to pour poisoned wine on Kangxi, how did he pour it, how did Long Keduo grab Kangxi's hands and feet, and fanned his ears, how Kangxi struggled with his nose and eyes.

Although the royal family of the Qing Dynasty recognized that Kangxi died of a serious illness, after reading this article, Yixun still couldn't help but feel a cold swish on his back.

He didn't care about being rude, picked up the newspaper and flipped through it one by one, there was a serial series of Concubine Zhuang's love history, there was Nurhachi who once recognized Li Chengliang, the chief soldier of the Ming Dynasty, as his father-in-law, and there was reasoning about whether Qianlong and the gentry had a broken sleeve relationship, and even the lace news of the noble concubine of Chaolan, the male protagonist was him, and the little eunuch An Dehai was the one who looked at the wind!

There are dozens of copies, and Yi Xun has patronized and seen the secret history of the palace, and each one is ugly and smeared!

Yixun's face turned blue and white for a while, Xianfeng was also angry, Mai Lian couldn't help reminding: "Your Majesty, Emperor of the Qing Kingdom, His Royal Highness Prince Gong, I don't think you should pay attention to those gossip, people with a discerning eye know that this is a fabrication, used to smear and scandalize all the royal family members of your Qing Kingdom, you should watch more other types of news, which will deepen your specific understanding of the Democratic Alliance." ”

"Bring a few!" Xianfeng beckoned with a dark face.

Yixin gave half of it to Xianfeng, of course, he didn't dare to show Xianfeng the article about cheating with Lan Guifei, although it was not a fact, but it was seen by Xianfeng, who could have expected what the consequences were?

The two brothers listened carefully to Mai Lian's advice, skipped those spicy articles, and looked through the news about Su Song Taichang.

Looking at it, Yixun couldn't help but exclaim: "How is this possible? The average yield of winter wheat per mu is 240 catties? ”

Generally speaking, the yield per mu of rice can be calculated with stones, and wheat can only be measured with buckets, which reflects the low yield of wheat from the side, Yixun probably knows some about the yield per mu of wheat in the Qing Dynasty, with the Huai River as the dividing line, the average yield per mu in the north is about 110 catties, and the average yield per mu in the south can reach 150 catties, and the Democratic Alliance is actually 240 catties?

Don't say he doesn't believe it, Xianfeng doesn't believe it either.

But Burblon said solemnly: "On the day of the winter wheat harvest, the Democratic League invited representatives from all walks of life at home and abroad and some staff of the consulate in Shanghai to observe the scene, and after weighing on the spot, they came up with this number, which is true, of course, at present, the Democratic Alliance is only carrying out the transformation of the rural joint-stock system in a small area of several thousand acres, and if it is popularized, I believe that the grain output of the Democratic Alliance will leap to a new level." ”

Knowing the severity of the problem, food is the foundation of a country and the guarantee of the army's combat capability, if the grain production of the Democratic Alliance Army soars, what does it mean? Immediately turned his head and said: "Your Majesty, the joint-stock system reform is clearer, it is nothing more than that each family brings the land together and cultivates it in a unified manner, if it can really increase grain production, the younger brother thinks that we can also give it a try." ”

"Hmm~~" Xianfeng groaned slightly, then nodded and said: "I'll leave it to the household department, but it's too hasty." ”

"Wow!" Yi Xun hit a thousand should be down.

Xianfeng set his sights on the newspaper again, although the news rarely involved military affairs, and most of them were related to civil affairs, but he was still frightened. (To be continued)

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