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2462 Treasures of Yuanmingyuan

From Christmas to New Year's Day, this is a traditional British relaxation holiday. Banquets at the East Palace were held one after another, and Xiao Lotte's invitations flew all over the UK.

The dance waltz and crowded voices came to the streets. Countless citizens looked at the luxury in the yard with longing, while in the heavy snow, a pair of resentful eyes under the cloak were staring at some point.

"Master... you can't stay here. The envoy is waiting for us... There are only more than twenty minutes, you can't delay!"

Under the cloak was Emperor Tongzhi Zaichun, disguised as a dress. After many days of thinking, he finally made a decision. He took advantage of the joy of the whole of Britain and secretly met with the French envoy when everyone was least vigilant.

This trip to Europe allowed Emperor Tongzhi to learn a lot and quickly matured. After so many things, he no longer believed in friendship between people.

Politics is a business, and between politicians, and between forces and forces, are all just transactions. Whatever the UK wants, it has to pay something to exchange with itself.

Including what France wants to get from itself, it also has to take out real money and silver. So what about master Xiao Letian? Cultivating his apprentice is just for future interests.

The special economic zones in Jiangnan have long agreed to their masters. Once they take power, they have to be handed over. In the past, I foolishly thought that the master really wanted to help me establish an industrial zone. Now it seems that these special zones will never return to the embrace of the Qing Dynasty.

People always have to go through some things, otherwise they will not be able to mature at all. Zai Chun should actually thank the former British Prime Minister Benjamin. If he hadn't been trying his best to conspire with him to negotiate, Emperor Tongzhi would not have matured so quickly.

The final assassination was a catalyst that made Emperor Tongzhi, who was already full of confusion, rebellion and wavering, fully understand the meaning of a single man.

"There are no fathers and sons in politics, we are just a group of single husbands! You, the master, are you..."

Zai Chun turned his head and walked, pressing the cloak on his head with his hands while walking. The London citizens who were walking hurriedly could not guess that the group around him was actually His Majesty the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

After passing through several alleys, Zaichun finally arrived at a secret destination for French intelligence personnel. This is a very ordinary department store selling some daily necessities for the people. In the past two days, Chinese merchants have trafficked more than ten boats of oriental fireworks.

These novel gadgets, beautiful and not expensive, soon became the new favorites for children on Christmas. The door of the small department store was crowded with adults and children who were rushing to buy.

Bypassing these happy children, Zai Chun and his group walked to the warehouse of the department store. When the French envoy who had been waiting early saw the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, he was so scared that he jumped up and knelt on one knee on the ground.

"See your respected Majesty, please allow me to bring the Emperor's blessing to His Majesty. May God bless you!"

Zai Chun is already very proficient in European court etiquette. He nodded deep in his left hand wearing white gloves. The French envoy held a light kiss in both hands.

"It is said that French court etiquette is the most particular thing in Europe. Now, when you see that it is true, you will be respectful to you, at least you are stronger than the British!"

"Thank you for your praise. There are many French etiquettes that are learned from China. The monarch that the Sun King admired the most was Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty! We even want to copy the imperial examination system of the Qing Dynasty!"

"Haha... It's a pity that we broke out in the end, didn't we?" Zai Chun smiled coldly.

The envoy seemed to have been mentally prepared for a long time and replied with a smile, "Why did Your Majesty say this? War and peace are two major events that mankind cannot avoid. Haven't war broke out in that country?"

"The Qing Empire also built a country through war, and the same is true for our France! The war broke out because there were very difficult conflicts between the two countries, which could not be resolved at the negotiating table, and in the end they could only be resolved by force!"

"After the war, a new order will naturally appear, and peace will be obtained... Europe has been fighting for thousands of years, and there is no permanent peace between countries, including France and Britain that have even had a continuous war that has erupted for more than a hundred years!"

"But what happened in the end? We still have to let go of our hatred and look forward! What do you think, my Majesty?"

"Looking forward? Haha...it's not easy to talk about, it depends on whether you have sincerity!"

"Oh, my Majesty, of course we have sincerity! Please see this photo..." The envoy stood up and handed Zai Chun a photo. The black and white image actually showed a dragon throne and two things like pagodas.

Emperor Tongzhi had never seen this thing, but he was too familiar with the style. He saw that it was an imperial object in the Forbidden City. After reading it for a long time, Zaichun didn't recognize it, so he had to turn his head and hand it to the eunuch who served Manshun.

As soon as Man Shun took the photo, he felt like he was struck by lightning. He was completely stunned. His knees softened and he knelt on the ground.

"This... what does this mean? Do you France want to return this treasure to me, the Qing Dynasty?"

The envoy nodded, "As long as your Majesty can accept the friendship of the Emperor of the Pharaoh, then this treasure is the gift we give to His Majesty. When you return to your country, the treasure will naturally follow your ship to return to China!"

"Damn slave, what is this? Speak..." Emperor Tongzhi was so angry that he wanted to kick the dead eunuch.

Manshun crawled on the ground with tears in his eyes and raised his photo with his hands high, "Master, you...you should give this photo a greeting! Hurry..."

"What the hell is it? You dog slaves talk!"

"Your Majesty! This is the seven-level red sandalwood pagoda when Emperor Qianlong celebrated the Empress Dowager's birthday! It enshrines the hair of Emperor Qianlong's biological mother, Empress Dowager Chongqing! This is the hair pagoda! It has always been enshrined in the Old Summer Palace..."

Needless to say, Zai Chun understood everything. He had also heard of this pair of pagodas, decorated with red sandalwood and gold jewelry. Each pagoda has 48 Buddha niches and Buddha statues.

When the Old Summer Palace was burned, he was still very young and had no chance to see him at first, so he was very unfamiliar, but unfamiliar eyes did not mean that he had unfamiliar ears. Emperor Tongzhi had long heard of the tragic incident of the stolen santhemum being stolen.

At that moment, his eyes were blasting fire, staring at the French envoy, but the big nose was not ashamed at all, just lowered his head and said lightly, "As long as your Majesty is willing, this pair of pagodas will soon be able to return to their hometown..."
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