On weekdays, the rituals and defenses of the monarchs and ministers of the small Ryukyu countries were not as perverted as those of the Qing Dynasty. On weekdays, King Shangtai could also visit Naba Port. He was wearing a yellow robe, a new army and the people knew him.

These people subconsciously wanted to kowtow, but they never expected that King Shangtai actually picked up the old man with white hair and held his hand tightly and said, "There is no King Shangtai now. I am just an ordinary soldier in Ryukyu. You offer me on weekdays. Now the country is about to be destroyed, so I should use my flesh and blood to offer you..."

King Shangtai rushed to the young little warrior, took the injured boy and put it on his back, "Let's go, you lead the way, I'll help you evacuate the people..."

The long street was silent, and there were only explosions and flames burning in people's ears. Everyone looked at the young king incredibly, and even the officials who caught up were stunned.

"Sage, the saint appears..." These civil servants and old ministers are all Confucian disciples. In their minds, the monarch can save the people from water and fire. This is the saint who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Yao, Shun and Yu. All the kowtow insects kneeled down.

When the common people saw that the officials had knelt, they all knelt on the ground and shouted in tears, "Long live Your Majesty, Long live your Majesty." The shouting of Long Live this time was the most sincere time that King Shangtai had ever heard of in his life, and the young king cried.

"Let's go... It's important to help me. Hurry up and retreat to the mountains. No one can die anymore..." I, King Shangtai, turned around and ran away.

His Majesty has begun to save people, and the eunuchs, imperial guards and civil servants cannot watch them. They rushed into alleys and yelled around with their necks.

"Is there anyone...Is there anyone in the room? Oh, there is an old man in this room, please come out..."

"Don't be afraid, fellow villagers. Your Majesty is here to rescue everyone in person and evacuate... There is one injured person, come and bandage it..."

This was the most luxurious evacuation operation in Ryukyu history. The one who raised the window and called out was Jin Changsen, the Minister of Personnel, and the one who held the old man in the alley on the left was Lin Yuanmiao, the eunuch in Shuri Castle who helped the little girl bandage her head, and the general of the Imperial Army of Shuri Castle who retreated with the wounded.

Even King Shangtai was running hard on the street with a wounded man on his back. At this time, the little guy was already silly. Who would have thought that this child was so blessed that his Majesty could evacuate with his back?

The teams retreating in the fire were getting bigger and bigger like snowballs. All the newly joined soldiers and civilians were surprised when they saw King Shangtai, and the second expression was inexplicably moved.

Countless people knelt on the street and burst into tears in pain. "Holy Lord, Holy Lord..."

"Everyone is about to get out of here. Saving your life is important now. I want to kowtow and wait until the French are defeated before kowtow..." King Shangtai ran over in front of everyone with a whistle. I guess he would not have been so energetic in his life.

In the crowd, the shopkeeper Fan Jian stared at King Shangtai with complex eyes. He was filled with mixed feelings. He didn't know whether he was doing right or wrong. The young king was inspired by him to go to the streets to rest in the country, but the old shopkeeper never expected that King Shangtai was so conscious that he could really put down his airs and get to this point.

In the core circle of Xiao Letian's power, there is a secret that no one has ever talked about but has exchanged eyes, which is the issue of the future status of the Ryukyu Kingdom.

Xiao Letian has established his status as a top powerful minister through a battle with the Japanese. His military and internal affairs have been controlled, and most of the people's hearts have been won over by him. It is not a mistake to say that he is the uncrowned king.

Xiao Hexin, Sima Yun, Luo Huo and others have guessed more than once about what means Xiao Letian would use to take over the last great title of King Shangtai, but there is no doubt that the Ryukyu Kingdom has long been the prime minister's mouth, and when will it be swallowed, it only depends on Xiao Letian's mood.

But today, King Shangtai’s wonderful performance made everything full of variables. A person who can withstand the enemy’s artillery fire to save the people during chaos in the whole city will be destined to give him a lot of points. I believe that the image of King Shangtai will be greatly enhanced in the mouths of the people. It is hard to say whether it surpasses Xiao Letian, but there is no problem to narrow the gap.

"Son-in-law, is it really right for me to do this? Am I destroying you? The people's hearts were pushed to King Shangtai, but I have no choice. Now, if King Shangtai doesn't come forward, the people's hearts in Ryukyu can't be stable..."

"I can't care about so many things anymore. Now I can only treat my head and feet. I believe you can understand my pains. I believe that you are not a cold-blooded hero in your bones. I am helping you save people and save more lives. This is accumulating virtue for you."

Fan Jian shook his head and put aside all distracting thoughts. Now he only has one belief in his heart, that is, save people first, and other things are secondary.

As Fan Jian expected, when King Shangtai passed through most of the city, the entire Ryukyu people knew that their king had come to save the people, and he risked himself to comfort the people with the enemy's artillery fire.

Thousands of people knelt on the ground and went up the mountain to shout long live. No one had ever thought that His Majesty would evacuate his children on his back, bandage the wounded himself, and give way to the elderly.

What kind of king is this? Is this the modern country that the Prime Minister calls him? Is this the brand new monarch baptized by the national spirit?

Let’s look at the officials around King Shangtai. The elites who used to look up at the people of all the people were all like mud and water pigs today, but none of them dared to be lazy. Their king had already rushed forward. These Confucian elites had no excuse to retreat. This time they were accused of getting together with the people.

The emperor guards the country's gates and the king dies in the country. This slogan that Confucian scholars have been shouting for hundreds of years has finally been put into practice today. This is no longer an empty slogan, but it has finally become a reality that can be seen with my own eyes in the eyes of all people.

There was a fire burning in King Shangtai's chest. For the first time, he understood what it means to admire the people. These hot eyes contained the heartfelt gratitude from the people. At that moment, the young king suddenly realized.

"I finally understand the path that the Prime Minister took. If Shang's father had not fought with the Japanese in person, and if Xiao Letian just stood on a high place and shook the flag and shouted, instead of taking the people to fight with the people himself, he would not have won the hearts of the people."

"What is nationalism and what is the modern concept of state? It turns out that the root of it is here. The people are looking at the king and the elite. Only these people know how to sacrifice and risk. Only those who really know how to be a country in their hearts, treat the villagers around them as relatives of a clan..."

"Only in this way can we boost the people's morale, and only in this way can we let the people feel the warmth of the country and the nation... Yes, the people are seeing how you do it, not how you say it. The Prime Minister has said more than once that the people's eyes are sharp, and they can see clearly who is a hypocrite."

King Shangtai led his people to run wildly on the long street, their tears were flying with the wind, and a breath of depression was about to burst out in his heart.

"I understand, I finally understand..." King Shangtai, who was running wildly, shouted loudly, "If you want the people to sacrifice and contribute, just start with us. If you can't do it yourself, don't blame the people. If a country is not willing to sacrifice and contribute to this country or a clan, then this country will sooner or later die."

These words were said loudly, and the Confucian ministers behind him were all dumbfounded, especially what expression was flowing from Jin Changsen's eyes. Could it be fear?

King Shangtai was not wrong. He only understood what Xiao Letian had been instilling today. In fact, the people are not a clan that is unpatriotic and does not love their own tribe. The key is whether the kings and elites love them.

No one is a fool, who is sincerely dedicated, and who is a hypocrite who speaks beautiful words can be seen clearly. In Xiao Letian's impression, all heirs of the throne of the throne must have the experience of joining the army and have the opportunity to go to the battlefield to experience it.

Especially during World War I and World War II, a large number of nobles sent their children to the battlefield. They set an example to a country and a clan's citizens with their sacrifices and dedication. It is precisely this inspiring effect that has enabled many extremely weak countries in history to rise rapidly in the forest of nations.

Xiao Letian always remembers that a movie "Red Baron" that he watched in his previous life talks about the real history of air combat during World War I. During that period, the pilots of both sides of the enemy and us who were flying in the sky were all nobles.

There are many viscounts as many as dogs, barons are flying all over the sky, and some of the earls are the upper elites of this country and nation who fought to the death in the sky of Europe and strangled for five years.

This is not the end. After the start of World War II, the descendants of the nobles once again wore onto the battlefield. In the most tragic war in human history, they sacrificed their lives and even had no bones.

Xiao Letian once said, "War is really cruel and terrible, but the spiritual power in it is so fucking powerful."

This kind of thing was simply unimaginable in the late Qing Dynasty in the 19th century. If the national war was launched, let alone the princes and ministers would have to retreat.

You let our noble children die, grandma... you have to do the death of the lowly Han people. My children are the eyes of my baby. If you knock it, be careful I will chop your head.

This is purely a vicious cycle. The royal family members are unwilling to sacrifice and dedicate, and the princes and nobles are unwilling. Later, the Han and Confucian ministers also followed suit. In the end, even the common people figured it out.

"You don't go to die, you want to deceive us to die, bah... I care whether you will die in the Qing Dynasty or not."

Many people lamented the numbness of the late Qing people. In fact, it was not numbness at all, but the simplest philosophy of survival.

King Shangtai ran wildly among the fire and ruins, but his heart was filled with joy. He smashed an old world and there would always be a new world.

The lucky King Shangtai, he was lucky to meet Xiao Shangfu, the lucky Ryukyu Kingdom, and the people were lucky to meet Prime Minister Xiao. Although the difficulties in front of him were as high as a mountain, as long as they could break through, Ryukyu was destined to become the leader of East Asia.
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