Chapter Fifty-Nine: Victoria, the "Poison King".

"It's the best of times and it's the worst of times."

For Britain, it was the golden age, the pinnacle of colonial rule of the British Empire, and the "sun never sets" imperial period that the British nostalgic.

Britain was the first to complete the Industrial Revolution, and the name of the world's factory is true.

The naval strength of Britain was already incomprehensible in the eyes of the Europeans at that time, and even if the entire European navy was organized into a fleet, the British would have a way to sink it! This is the best assessment of the strength of the British Navy.

To the upper-middle class of the UK, they can say it with pride.

"The plains of North America and Russia are our cornfields; Chicago and Odessa are our breadbaskets; Canada and the Baltic Sea are our forest farms; Australia and West Asia have our shepherds; The western steppes of Argentina and North America have our herds; Peru shipped its silver; Gold from South Africa and Australia went to London;

Indians and Qing people grow tea for us; And our coffee, sugar cane and spice plantations are spread across the Indies; Spain and France are our vineyards; The Mediterranean is our orchard; Our cotton fields, which have long been grown in the southern United States, are expanding to all the warm regions of the planet. ”

If you are a big nobleman or a big businessman, you can spend all day drinking, occasionally meeting three or five friends and bringing dozens of hunting dogs, to go to the hunting ground of your friends' house.

If you are a mid-level person, such as a lawyer, a civil servant, a mid-level military officer, a priest, etc., this is an era that can see the future.

Marry a wife who is dozens of years older than you, hire a maid, rent a room in the city, have a few children, and support them through high school. Although life is poor, you can have a decent life.

For the British underclass, it is not so good. With eighteen hours of work a day, the slightest mistake can get involved in the machine.

If you survive, you will be sent to a workhouse to die, usually because of a wound infection, or because of a cold, pneumonia, cholera, dysentery, typhoid fever, etc., or maybe because you are forgotten and starved to death.

Even if you are born with divine powers, you can always maintain a vigorous experience and will not die from fatigue, but the toxic fumes and waste water in factories and cities can still make you sick.

Doctors in this era usually choose to bleed you, and if it doesn't work, they will consider amputating a part of you until you can't afford to pay for the consultation or die.

You don't want to die just like that, you remember what Bacon said, "Knowledge is power", and then you find that you don't have time to study at all, you have to work eighteen hours a day, and if you don't work, you don't have anything to eat.

Fortunately, you have unlimited energy, you can study for a few hours when others are taking a break, and when you think you are already a talent, you go to the civil service examination in the UK, but the people in the examination room refuse to let you in because you have no fixed property.

If you're a kid, then congratulations you don't have to worry about finding a job anymore, and you can start working at the age of six or seven.

Chimney digging and going down to the coal mine were popular occupations for children at the time, and you could get fivepence a day for twelve hours of heavy physical work in a small, cramped, dirty space. Be fair.

If you don't want to work, you'll usually be sent to an orphanage by your parents, and you'll see a bunch of fat managers eating a feast on one side, with only half a sprouted potato in your bowl.

Even so, half of your potatoes will be bitten by the "boss" first, as for how much to bite depends entirely on the mood of the "boss", if you dare to resist, you will be beaten, and if you are unlucky, you will most likely die in an orphanage, and your roommates will steal your clothes and shoes, so that you can truly "come with a stripe, go with a stripe, and don't take away half of the cloud".

I don't know if the British underclass, when they think of the industry and wealth of the British Empire, will confidently puff out their chests.

But I think they must be tempted to say "FUCK!" Bloody hell”

It was a worse time for the Irish, the Boers, the Afghans, the people of the two great civilizations of the East, and the millions of people who had been colonized and exploited by the British.

It's true that the British don't smoke opium, but they drink opium soup, have a headache and brain fever, have a cup of backache and leg pain, and have their bodies hollowed out? Have a drink! A child is crying and refuses to eat? Have a drink!

It is true that there are several countries on the European continent that prohibit the use of opium, but they are more concerned about the exodus of gold and silver than the health of their citizens.

The "drug king" once condemned opium, but it was not banned at the legal level, and even the condemnation was carried out in private.

The "Poison King" was indeed a witness to the glory of the British Empire, and at the same time she signed an evil document that knocked on the door of an ancient country with two wars and spread the poison of opium to the world.

At this time, the main force of drug trafficking for the "drug king" was the Jews, and the streets and alleys of Europe were full of Jews selling opium and alcohol, and this group of people made huge profits by poisoning the people, and this part of the people really deserved to die.

In the East, several Jewish families contributed millions of pounds in taxes to the British government every year, and one of them, the Sassoon family, who himself accounted for half of the opium trade, poisoned tens of millions of people in his lifetime, and as a result, no one knew about his sins and died a good death.

David Sassoon was originally a magistrate in the Ottoman Empire, and in order to escape the persecution of anti-Semites, he fled with his family to Mumbai, where he bought a British nationality and began his life as a hanger.

When the first box of opium arrived in the Orient, the gold flew like snowflakes, and in a few years David Sassoon made money that his ancestors had not been able to earn for generations.

There was once an upright official who destroyed his opium, and he united all the opium dealers in this ocean to make a plea to the British, but it was not enough to impress the British.

So he found his in-laws, and the biggest patrons behind him, the Rothschilds.

After paying a large sum of money, the British finally decided to send troops, and after that, Sassoon's business went smoothly and there was no longer any hindrance, even earning him the title of "Little Emperor of Bombay", and his family was also known as the Rothschild of the East and was worshipped by the Jews.

Franz didn't like opium, and even more so these opium dealers, and he decided to do something about it.

Vienna's problem was easy to solve, after all, the emperor's decree could even do such a thing as a ban on smoking, let alone an addiction like opium.

Historically, Vienna was the first city in the world to ban smoking because the emperor had heeded a prophecy that "a smoker would fall into Vienna." ”

The problem of Austria needs to be solved, and as for the affairs of Asia, we can only ask the church to do it.

After all, there is nothing more honorable for religious fanatics than the extermination of evil heretics.

Franz is also very willing to see that the wicked are punished, as for what procedural justice, Franz is not the Virgin, as long as the wicked can get the punishment they deserve, why care about the means?

I thought about it, I think, my book is for others to read, but it is also for me, and it is also for readers who have been reading it.

I've cut nearly fifty chapters and changed several plots, which have no value other than making some loyal readers feel that they can't read it.

So the book will be written at the original pace, and those who don't want to read it can go.

(End of chapter)