Zaichun is now tied to the prime minister with an iron heart, and now the situation in the Qing Dynasty The young emperor sees it very clearly, who has a gun and money in his hand is the real controller, and the stinky problem of trying to make a name for himself in the past has long been thrown into Nanyang. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It is absolutely impossible to expect those Eight Banner nobles in Beijing to give up the power in their hands, which is equivalent to giving up the wealth in their hands, that is, the conservatives represented by Prince Gong and Wang Yi will definitely firmly grasp the control of the new army and the key points of the imperial court.

Don't think that Zaichun is the emperor and they will hand over power, they are used to seeing the bloody storm in the court, they know that after handing over power, they will die, how did the eight ministers of Gu Ming die in the first place? That is, on the way back to Beijing in Xianfeng's coffin, let them be deceived to Beijing City.

At that time, Yishou had already controlled all the garrisons of the Jingshi, and the troops under the orders of the eight ministers were all behind to protect the Xianfeng coffin, and it was too late to save the master.

Yi Cixi They killed this is called a happy one, the group of ministers left by Emperor Xianfeng was wiped out like this, this group of people relied on killing and fighting to reach the peak of power, but it is not the way of a gentle gentleman.

There are only two ways to choose from Zaichun in the future, one is to honestly accept the control of these people and become a puppet emperor, which is certainly not what he wants.

And the second way is-for-tat struggle, power is to be grabbed, and a peaceful handover is a fool's dream!

Fujian's new army must be expanded, but it takes money to expand its scale, and no one can count on this Qing Dynasty except for the master who can provide him with military funds.

Now Zaichun doesn't talk about patting the master's ass, even if he washes the master's feet, he is willing!

Seeing through it without saying it, everyone is a smart person, including Xiang Ying, who only mocked a few words in his heart, and his face was still inexplicably grateful. The emperor of the dignified Qing Dynasty can put down the shelf and offer incense to a bad old man of the Jin merchant family, and finally give the word, which is already a great kindness.

The whole worship ceremony was very brief, and soon the worship supplies were taken away, Wang Huaiyuan looked at the telegram below and suddenly smiled slightly, "The problem of the old shopkeeper is really difficult to solve, it seems that this matter has to be entrusted to Your Majesty in the end!"

After speaking, Wang Huaiyuan stretched out his hand and handed the telegram sent by Fan Yao to Zaichun, and when the little emperor saw Fan Ru's words of loyalty to the empire before his death, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

It seems that the national fortunes of the Great Qing Dynasty are still there, it seems that the people's hearts have not given up on me, this Fan Ru is a relative of the master, as long as he is willing to come to the Ryukyus, why not mix with high-ranking officials and dignitaries? But in this way, he still chooses to be loyal to the Qing Dynasty, and his sons and nephews will come to the court to be officials, loyal ministers!

Jae-chun was a little excited, he rubbed his hands and said, "Hey...... It's a pity that I still don't have a pro-government, if I pro-govern these official positions and don't say a word, please rest assured, even if this matter can't be done now, I will do it after I pro-government in the future, and I am destined not to disappoint the old gentleman!"

Xiao Lotian smiled faintly, "Let's talk about it!"

Jae-chun looked at the direction of the Zhiyuan and suddenly asked in surprise, "Master, where are we going? Why are we heading all the way north? Aren't you going back to Ryukyu?"

"No, of course we won't go back to Ryukyu, the Zhiyuan is going all the way north, let's go to see a guest!"

"Who?" Jae-soon asked, confused.

"It's the British Minister Sir Eric on the way home!"

Ai Liguo, a Chinese expert who had experienced the entire process of the Second Opium War and had been stationed in Beijing, finally survived to the age of retirement.

As early as last year, the British Prime Minister conveyed his gratitude for his flawless work and arranged a vacant position for Sir Eric in Parliament, which is a normal procedure, and Eric knows that this is the subtext of his retirement.

There is nothing to be nostalgic for, Ai Liguo has long wanted to go home, full of gray hair, he has dedicated all his efforts to the diplomatic cause of the empire on which the sun never sets, and it is time for him to go home and enjoy happiness, not to mention that the successor he brought out, Counselor Wei Tuma, is a very good diplomat.

Three days ago, in the port of Tanggu, the British merchant ship Thames was about to winch, the steam hit the whistle and whined, the huge chimney billowed smoke, and the design style of the combination of paddle wheel and sail was the representative of the steamship of that era.

On the trestle, a group of big-nosed foreigners gathered together, all of whom were friends who came to see off Sir Ergon, and the farewell scene was warm and touching.

Wittoma hugged his senior, "May God bless you, my teacher, and thank you for teaching me all these years!"

Ai Liguo patted him on the back, "For the sake of the empire, go forward bravely! I will do my best to help you, the latest order has been issued, my first stop will be stationed in Shanghai, the second stop will be in Hong Kong, I will personally coordinate with the local fleet commanders, I hope they can understand the significance of this battle!"

"Now that we are waiting for domestic authorization, I wonder why the prime minister has not given us the order to fight until now?"

Wittoma frowned, he couldn't understand what was going on in the country, it was said that this sneak attack plan would be beneficial to Britain and harmless! Why did there be no response for so long?

"Yes, Prime Minister Benjamin is obviously a very strong person, and he has always had a bad impression of Xiao Letian, he can see the threat after Xiao Letian's rise, but why hasn't he given us a warrant until now?"

Waging war is no small matter, and unless it is a special envoy authorized by the Prime Minister or the Queen, other diplomats have no power to use military force, especially the Royal Navy, the pride of the empire on which the sun never sets.

In the overseas expansion of the British Empire, local governors and ambassadors did have the situation of mobilizing troops to quell riots or attack the enemy, but that privilege was mostly focused on the use of the army, and it was not so simple to use the Royal Navy once it was necessary.

The military plan for the sneak attack on the Zhiyuan had already been sent to London, and they thought that they could get the prime minister's authorization quickly, but until now, they had not seen even the slightest shadow, and a strange feeling came to the hearts of the two.

"No matter what, as long as there is no clear opposition at home, then I will forcibly order the navy to launch an attack! I believe that in the face of major rights and wrongs, the navy will understand my hardships!"

"For the good of the Empire!" the two hands clasped tightly together.

The whistle once again urged His Excellency the Ambassador to board the ship, and the captain of the Thames stepped off the pedals and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, please hurry aboard the ship when time is pressing...... After all, you're going to see that guest on the sea!"

Ai Liguo nodded, "Yes, I'm looking forward to this meeting more and more! Okay, get on board! Goodbye friends, goodbye China!"