Threat, the bare threat, Zai Chun has been receiving generous hospitality since he arrived in the UK. This is the first time he smelled the smell of gunpowder.

Gordon looked at His Majesty apologetically, and he suddenly remembered the years of fighting in Jiangnan. The mountains and rivers of the Qing Dynasty were still lingering in front of him. It was a lie to say that there was no emotion.

He suddenly knelt on one knee in front of Emperor Tongzhi and said sincerely, "Your Majesty, please forgive me for your unreasonableness, but... But I still have to tell the truth. I can no longer challenge the Prime Minister's patience. Any attitude has a limit. Please think carefully!"

Zai Chun said with a pale face, "Is this what Benjamin said?"

Gordon did not answer directly but said with a worried look on his face, "The Prime Minister has grown a lot recently, and he can't even get three hours of rest every day. He is under too much pressure. Please forgive his suffering..."

Speaking of this, what else can Zaichun say? Benjamin is ready to tear open the truth of the painting skin.

Zai Chun nodded, "One day, give me one day, come to see me tomorrow afternoon, I will give you a letter of approval!"

"Really? It's great. Please rest assured by Your Majesty. I will persuade the Prime Minister to give Your Majesty the best conditions. I believe you will definitely make the most correct choice!"

Gordon stood up and bowed and turned his head and left. He just took two steps and turned back tentatively and said, "Your Majesty, I really can't give up this opportunity. I am also a minister of the Qing Dynasty. I promise you that the conditions you are facing at this moment are really the most generous given by Britain in the past century..."

Zai Chun nodded with a wry smile, "I know, I understand your loyalty. Go back and let me think about it... After all, it also concerns the welfare of millions of people, and I must be cautious!"

Gordon nodded, "Yes, governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh food. I heard Li Hongzhang say this... Also, here is a private gift for Your Majesty, which may relieve Your Majesty's homesickness!"

When Gordon came, he brought a big cowhide briefcase. It was thick and heavy. I didn’t know what was stuffed inside. Now when I opened it, I saw that there was a thick album inside.

"Your Majesty, this is the photo I took in the Qing Dynasty in the past few years. It records a lot of scenes when fighting against the Taiping Army, as well as the ruined scenes in Jiangnan... Your Majesty, take a look! I really hope that the Qing Dynasty will never encounter such a disaster again!"

"The Qing Dynasty wants to be self-reliant, and the empire really needs to be innovative!"

Gordon left, leaving behind his private photo album, with a thick foot of 4 opens, and placed on his knees with heavy legs. The cover was made of cowhide and nitrogen. There were brass bags on the four corners to prevent wear. After opening it, they were neatly pasted with black and white photos of all sizes.

Although Zaichun was the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, the Changmao Rebellion he knew was also written in nature, and few photos were passed to the palace.

What was the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom War in the south like? It was often found in Emperor Tongzhi's fantasy. The few lines of text that were turned into dim ink on the ministers' memorials may be the ruin of tens of thousands of lives.

The inconspicuous changes in numbers may be the collapse of refugees... The appearance of the empire only exists in the mouths of ministers and the words they wrote.

When the emperor looked at his country, there was a thick gauze curtain between them. There were countless jokes about not eating meat since ancient times.

It’s not that the Hunan Army can’t afford cameras, nor that they don’t use these new technologies, but that they won’t send photos to the palace even if they have photos. They would rather use the most primitive means to communicate with the emperor than use new technologies.

The reason here is very profound. In the final analysis, the ministers are unwilling to let the emperor be truly close to the people. If the emperor knows the lowest level, there will be no room for them to turn around.

But Gordon is different. The British are not as colorful as Confucian Han officials. He says whatever he has and records what he sees. He is willing to bring out his treasures and present them without the emperor's words.

As soon as he opened the album, Zai Chun was immediately shocked by Xiao Sha who was throwing himself into his face, and was devastated and cruel. "So that war was so cruel?"

Under the dilapidated city wall, groups of Hunan army prisoners knelt on the ground and waited in line to slaughter like livestock. The cut heads were piled into pyramids, and the proud soldiers had cruel smiles on their faces.

The originally picturesque water town was filled with thick smoke, and cannons shattered the houses, and the helpless old man's eyes were only numbness that was resigned to fate.

The refugees were covered with darkness on the ground, covering the entire dirt road, and the soldiers were swinging sticks to maintain order. The beating refugees were no longer angry, and their eyes were empty.

There is also a market where the children with grass marks on their heads looked at the buyer's choice in fear. The parents behind them didn't even have the courage to bargain with the high-ranking masters. A handful of copper plates or even a bag of miscellaneous grains could buy a big girl.

"This... this is my Jiangnan?" Zaichun's eyes were covered with tears.

The two eunuchs, Sixi, who were all over the place, knelt on the ground and said, "Wuwu... Your Majesty, don't be sad. When you see Your Majesty crying, your heart is broken..."

"Although the ancestors had rules that eunuchs could not interfere in politics, the slave could only risk his life to say a few more words today..."

The big four-year-old kowtowed to the ground with one head, "Your Majesty, you are in a hurry to be in power! The British threat is not to speak verbally. It's really annoying them. Maybe you really put your Majesty aside and do it alone!"

"Your Majesty... Our Qing Dynasty has been fighting for many years, and its national strength is too weak. Just like in this photo, there is no bargaining power anymore! Your Majesty, it's no longer possible to refuse to agree now..."

"I know that these bastards in the UK are all making money by nothing. They use the tax revenue of the Qing Dynasty as bargaining chips to exchange for the railway construction rights, but the situation is stronger than people, so we have to bow our heads!"

"The British can give it to us, the Ministry of Revenue, or even the Queen Mother to the Prince... Isn't it good to pinch His Majesty the hand?"

"Give to Your Majesty, that money is at least serious. Your Majesty can implement new policies, or raise troops and train troops. At that time, all the opposition will be eliminated one by one. Clear the world, you will be the saint of the Qing Dynasty's revival!"

"As for railways, we should build things on our land, and let them make money for the time being. Isn't it just a matter of one word to take them back? We are so strong that we are afraid of..."

Zai Chun's hesitant heart made the two eunuchs say aroused, and his expression changed back and forth on his face and finally closed the album with a bang.

"Okay! Since Benjamin wants this agreement, I'll give it to him!"

"Master! I'm sorry, can you exchange Chinese letters for national letters, can you start negotiations... I don't have the ability to manage my disciples, and I really don't want to manage them anymore. I'm sorry..."
Chapter completed!