Chapter 693 Xianfeng: I'm optimistic, this is the rebellion of the princes in the "Anti-Classic"

In the small hall of the Prime Minister's Office in Tianjin, sandalwood fragrance lingers. Luo Yaoguo sat on the chair of the red sandalwood master, tapping his hand gently with his fingers, making a dull sound. The shadow of the sycamore leaves outside the window casts on half of his face, making him look particularly gloomy.

"Hong Daquan, Madam Xu Yuegui is here!"

With the guards' notification, Hong Daquan and his wife crossed the threshold and knelt down at five steps away from Luo Yaoguo. Hong Daquan's forehead hit the ground, and Xu Yuegui gave a standard peace ceremony.

"Get up." Luo Yaoguo raised his hand and said, his voice was not fast or slow, "Thank you for your hard work in Japan in the past few years."

Hong Daquan kowtowed again before getting up, and took out a roll of yellow silk from his arms: "I dare not speak of my hardship. This is the list of the Japanese government's true appointment and the list of tributes this year. Please check it out."

Luo Yaoguo took it but didn't look at it, and handed it directly to Feng Yunshan beside him. Feng Yunshan spread out the yellow silk, his eyes swept across the dense list, and his brows gradually frowned.

"What's going on with the Eastern King recently?" Luo Yaoguo suddenly asked.

Hong Daquan rolled his Adam's apple: "Return to the King of Wu, the King of Dong sent three hundred Rakshasa warriors to Osaka Castle last month, saying that they were protecting the Zhenyou Sect Dojo. But according to the observations of his subordinates, those people were more like supervising the Goddess of the Concubine Rice."

Luo Yaoguo and Feng Yunshan exchanged glances.

"Tell me what you think." Feng Yunshan spoke.

Hong Daquan took out a memorial from his sleeve and presented it with his hands: "The subordinates have braved their courage to write the Japanese situation into memorial. The Japanese samurai is deeply rooted, and the King of East only wants to draw blood to replenish North Korea, so that it will last forever."

Luo Yaoguo took over the memorial and his eyes moved quickly on the paper.

Minister Hong Daquan said:

I heard that when the saint lord is in the court, I must observe the changes of the four barbarians; the wise king is in charge of the throne and armpit. I was originally a man from southern Hunan, and was promoted by the Kingdom of Heaven and was granted the position of archbishop of Japan. I have been here for five years. Now I dare to take the blame for the situation of the island barbarians and work hard on it.

1. Distinguish between customs and customs: Although the Japanese are the same as our Chinese, and their writings are of the same origin, their customs are martial and their people are fierce and violent. Warriors are rampant with swords and regard human lives as grass; the princes are divided, each with private soldiers, with big and deep roots, and like dragons. The so-called "loyalty and righteousness" in the country is actually private grace; the "way of heaven" respected is just a plagiarizing the fur of Confucianism and Buddhism. In the past, the Western Catholic religion was finally usurped by warriors and turned into the evil saying of "cutting the branch alchemy". Now I really make a promise to the holy way, and I may inevitably be able to avoid the disaster of "the way of warriors".

2. The trouble of political and religious difficulties: His Highness Dong Wang wanted to draw blood from Japan to fatten Korea, which is really a strategy for quick success and instant benefits. However, I look at the vassals of Kyushu and Changzhou, and all the samurai soldiers used rice and grain as their lifeline and sword as their souls. If they force their tuitions, they would inevitably intensify the chaos. Last year, the Changzhou vassal destroyed my Kumamoto preaching office and falsely "blasphemy of the gods", but in fact they were afraid that our heavenly powers overwhelming the old customs. The rebellion in the Nagasaki Republic had been continuous for more than a long time. Although it was a strategy for raising enemies in the East Palace, it can be seen that there were still countless ambassadors in the country. Moreover, although the emperor of that country was like a puppet, the people's hearts were solidified; although the shogunate declined, the samurai's ambition was still there. It was like holding firewood to put out fires, the fire would not be exhausted, and the fire would not be extinguished.

3. Three long-term advice (1) Temporarily restrain and slow down the plan: Follow the story of Emperor Taizong of Tang, promised him to trade, and granted him a false title. Now American merchant ships frequently arrive in Yokohama, I can use the triangular trade of "Chang-Japan-American" to consume his financial resources with Western toys and high-priced and inefficient military equipment, and use opium to damage his ambitions.

(2) Practice the inner response and divide the situation: I am obeying the Satsuma vassal lord Shimazu Hakuhiko, who admires China and hates the shogunate, and can send envoys to form alliances. I also choose the ones who are disappointed among the ronin, and grant them the "Anti-Sutra" and "True Contract" to support them, and make them the leader of the revolution, and use them to the source of the civil turmoil in Japan.

(3) Prepare strong troops to prevent changes: Since the King of Dong had no intention of restructuring Japan, he should quickly increase the Busan Navy. If the island barbarians rebel in the future, he could follow the old rules of the Yuan Dynasty to conquer Japan, use iron-clad ships to cut off their sea transportation, and use fireworks to destroy their strong cities. However, remember not to follow the mistakes of the Mongol Yuan, first store grain and fodder, and measure the sea routes.

4. The key points for North America's revision: I learned that Hong Renzheng's actions in the United States were taken seriously, but they were not wrong. Please refer to three things: First, the West Coast Railway should be completed quickly, and the Rocky Mountain Passage would block it, so that the United States and the East and West could not be looked at each other as the head and tail; second, choose Mongolian warriors to teach the Indians nomadic, and use horses to make our fire weapons, and then the Great Plain could be a barrier for California; third, if the US civil war would begin, the Yang should attach to the north and the Yin would form the south, like Bianzhuang to stab the tiger, and wait for the two disadvantages.

I risk my life to make suggestions, and I hope that the Holy Literature of His Highness, the King of Wu.

On the tenth day of the first lunar month of the tenth year of the Tianli period of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, Japanese Archbishop Hong Daquan kowtowed.

After reading Hong Daquan's memorial, Luo Yaoguo nodded with praise: "Do you also think that the True Tak Sect will be assimilated by Bushido in Japan?"

Hong Daquan replied: "When King Wu, Japan's national conditions were special. When Buddhism was introduced, it was transformed into 'Buddhist enemies can be killed'; when Confucianism was introduced, it became 'loyal king like a dog'. Now the True Talk School is in Japan. Some samurai have begun to misinterpret the doctrine, saying that 'You can go to heaven if you kill thieves'. My subordinates are worried."

Hong Daquan suddenly stopped halfway through his words, and the hall was silent for a moment.

Luo Yaoguo suddenly smiled: "The King of Dong wants to play with fire, let him play. As long as the trade route between China, Japan and the United States continues, others will go with him." He stood up, walked to the window, looked at the snow scene outside, and turned his back to the two of them, "If Japan rebelled, I'll send iron-clad ships to conquer."

Feng Yunshan coughed lightly: "Hong Daquan, the King of Wu means that the matter in Japan will be put on hold for the time being. You will go to North America to replace Hong Renzheng as the archbishop."

"I understand." Hong Daquan lowered his head and responded, but couldn't help asking, "That Lord Hong's route."

"Continue to implement." Luo Yaoguo turned around and showed a look of praise. "Dyeing the west coast of yellow is a century-old plan. In fact, Hong Renzheng did a good job, but he was a little proud in the past two years. I am afraid that he will wear a yellow robe in California after the outbreak of the American Civil War. The time has not come!"

He paused and said, "In addition, what you mentioned is the 'North America' that is very important'. It seems that you have been paying attention to North America' in recent years. Very good, I didn't choose the wrong person!" Then he glanced at Xu Yuegui, "All the entire collection, Yui, North America will give you two. Remember, the real delegation to North America is a separatist strategy. Don't get too involved in the civil war on the East Coast. If you have to make it clear that you must take the team, you must take the team to the north! The world's second industrial country will not lose to a group of rural slave owners."

When the guards informed again, Hong Daquan and his wife were leaving the synagogue. Dazi and Maria came in one after another, and Dazi's wooden clogs made a crisp sound on the blue brick floor.

The winter in Charleston is not too cold. In the study of Ohara's house on Oak Street, more than a dozen southern gentlemen sat or stood around the sand table. Kerosene lamps cast their shadows on the wall, like a group of unsavvy ghosts.

"Gentlemen." Xianfeng said in English, his fingers crossing the plains northeast of the Appalachian Mountains on the sand table, "This is your fatal hole."

Senator James Chesnart frowned: "Bishop Zhao, are you talking about the geographical disadvantages of our south?"

Xianfeng picked up a coaching stick and pointed Washington on the sand table: "If Wu Sangui didn't dare to cross the Yangtze River and raid the Central Plains, he might have gone south to Myanmar to expand his territory and separating the southwest to last." He moved the coaching stick to Charleston again, "But you are too close to Washington and there is no danger to defend."

James Hammond touched the beard on his chin: "We have cotton, and the British will support us."

"During the rebellion of the Seven Kingdoms, the princes thought they could win with money and food." Xianfeng sneered, "But when they really fought, they realized that victory could not be bought." He walked to the bookshelf and took down a handwritten booklet, "This is the fourth volume of the "Anti-Sutra" I wrote, which talks about the way of rebellion among the princes."

Robert Toums leaned closer and looked at the Chinese characters: "Can you explain it?"

Xianfeng opened the booklet: "Looking at the three thousand years of history of China, whenever the princes rebelled, they would either quickly take the center, like Li Yuan entering Chang'an; or they would be in a distant place based on natural dangers, like Xixia occupying Helan Mountain." His eyes swept over everyone, "You dare not attack Washington immediately, nor do you have the natural dangers like Rocky Mountain, and are still so close to the territory of the Northern Federation. Why do you think you can succeed independently?"

The study room was silent. In fact, these southern country bumpkins were not sure about the rebellion. Otherwise, they would have rebelled long ago, so how could they watch the north grow stronger day by day?

"Then what do you think we should do?" the young Wade Hampton III couldn't help asking.

Xianfeng took out an American map from the desk drawer: "Three Roads. First, immediately send troops to occupy Washington, hold high the Constitution, and organize the Confederate government in the name of Baozhou's power; second, go west to Texas, establish a defense line with the Mississippi River; third." He paused, "abandon slavery and negotiated with the north to see if the low tariffs could be maintained."

"Absolutely impossible!" William Longz punched the sand table, "Slavery is our sacred right!"

"And we can't give up our East Coast homes and retreat to Texas!" Lawrence Kitt said, "We just want to withdraw from the Federation and live our own lives."

Xianfeng calmly closed the map: "Then prepare to fight a war that will be defeated." He turned to Davis, "Mr. Senator, you have read Chinese history and should have seen many cases of failure in rebellion, right?"

Davis's face was gloomy: "Biden Zhao, you are so pessimistic. There are 100,000 well-trained militiamen in the south."

"You only have 100,000 well-trained militia!" Xianfeng interrupted him, "The ancestors of the Qing Dynasty had only 60,000 elite soldiers when they rebelled outside the pass, but that was not an era of industrialization. The Ming army was too weak to consume 60,000 Eight Banners' powers, but the northern industrial states were not that weak. They had the second strong industrial strength in the world! The second in the world of steel, the first in the world of railways, and the second in the world of shipbuilding."

Scarlett O'Hara suddenly pushed the door open, holding a silver tray with wine on it. Her father O'Hara followed her, her face flushed, and she had obviously drunk a lot.

"Gentlemen, take a break." Scarlett said with a smile, her green eyes shining under the light, "Biss Zhao, do you have a drink too?"

Xianfeng took the wine glass, and the sound of the ice cubes colliding was crisp and pleasant. He watched Scarlett skillfully pour wine for everyone, and suddenly said to Chiyoko beside him in Chinese: "These people are like the Eight Banners children of the Daoguang period."

Chiyoko nodded slightly and replied in Chinese: "But they don't even have a court in their hands."

O'Hara laughed and patted Xianfeng on the shoulder: "Bissar Zhao, don't always talk about those obscure history! Come and toast to the cotton in the south!"

Everyone raised their glasses, and the wine produced in France swayed in the glass produced in the UK. Xianfeng took a sip and his eyes passed through the British glass on the window and landed on the sailboats in the distant port. The ships would soon transport the cotton from the south to the UK and then transport the British weapons back. But Xianfeng knew that this would not change anything.

"Biss Zhao," Davis came over and asked in a low voice, "Do you really think we have no chance of winning as long as we quit the Federation?"

Xianfeng put down his wine glass and took out a booklet from his arms: "This is the summary of the "Anti-Sutra" written by me, and someone has been asked to translate it into English. It contains cases of rebellion in China over the past two thousand years. If you have succeeded or failed, you can refer to it."

Davis took the booklet, turned the first page, and circled a line of words with a red pen: "The opposite of the princes is the most taboo to both ends of the head and rat."

It was late at night, and the guests said goodbye one after another. Xianfeng stood under the porch and watched the carriages leave one by one. Chiyoko put on his coat: "Master, do you think they will listen to your advice?"

"I don't know." Xianfeng looked at the starry sky, "But it doesn't matter, success or failure in the south is not important, what's important is that I can serve the table again."

"Can you?" Chiyoko was stunned, "Why can it be?"

Xianfeng smiled and patted the wife who was a little simple-minded but very obedient: "Don't think so much, just follow me and watch how I stir up the storm of America!"
Chapter completed!