Chapter 568: Master Xianfeng’s deception, Napoleon’s struggle (please order, vote)
"Your Majesty, may you also want to learn from Hong Ni, and you will also be able to worship Qingtian in the United States?"
"By the way, Master, since you are running from heaven... No, you came down from heaven, then aren't you, like Luo Ni, an angel? Do you have a mirror of the sky?"
Hearing the question raised by Su Shun and Lin Shu, Xianfeng waved his hand: "You are too explicit in worshiping the Qingtian Sect.
:.We still have to hang the banner of the True Quotation School." He took out a holy statue of Hong Xiuquan carved from yellow stone from his sleeve. This holy statue has a long face, a phoenix eye, a big ear, and a straight nose, showing the majesty of the king. It is clearly the portrait of Nurhaci hanging in the Tai Temple of the Qing Dynasty.
Sushun took the statue and looked carefully, "Is this what Emperor Taizu looks like?"
"Yes!" Xianfeng nodded, "Take the statue upside down and take a look."
Su Shun quickly turned the statue backwards and looked at the base, which showed the Manchu "Emperor Taizu Blessing"
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Lin Shu also came over and looked at the statue in Sushun's hand: "This craft is good!"
"Look for Japanese craftsmen to carve it." Xianfeng took out a gilded cross. The back of the cross was engraved with "Qingtian Blessings" in Mandarin. "There are many Japanese craftsmen in San Francisco who know how to make statues. They don't know Mandarin, and they don't know what Hong Xiuquan and our Taizu Emperor look like. As long as they give enough dollars, they can carve anything. As long as everyone worships this kind of holy statue carved according to Emperor Taizu, they are hung with the cross engraved with "Qingtian Blessings" in Mandarin, then their power of faith will be absorbed by the ancestors in the sky."
Of course, Xianfeng was fooling him. He had no idea at all. He just wanted to develop some confidants in the True Quotation Sect on the West Coast of North America and then become a county bishop. He happened to meet Sushun, and Linshu brought his family to the West Coast, so he fooled him.
He has been a charlatan for a year now, and his ability to fool people has been developed!
As for the icon and the cross, he just asked the Japanese craftsman to carve it as a thought.
"But how can the emperor make more people worship such holy images and hang such crosses?" Sushun was even more serious.
Xianfeng's eyes turned: "Go step by step and find a county bishop first."
As he spoke, he took out a California map and spread it on a low table.
"The emperor wants to find a county bishop?" Sushun's fingertips were drawing a map of California on the short table, "Is it our Marin County?"
"Marin County is just the beginning!" Xianfeng's finger gently stroked across the narrow and long California state, "One day, I will become the Archbishop of California!"
A sudden sound of footsteps came from outside the paper door, and De Ling's voice was breathing: "Sir Zhao! Bishop Lei was summoned urgently!" He opened the door and pulled the door, and the vote statistics table in his arms was scattered all over the place. The California Republican's double gun emblem covered the entire California map.
Xianfeng stuck the Manchu cross into the cuffs in a clever way: "What do you say?"
"Our people won!" De Ling wiped his sweat, "Sheerman was elected governor, Smith was elected as the county magistrate of San Francisco, and sixteen counties were ours. The state's Senate and House of Representatives were all Republicans... ::.\n. Archbishop Hong is going to hold a celebration meeting at the San Francisco Cathedral. Bishop Lei asked you to receive the reward immediately!"
Neither Sushun nor Linshu had seen the election before, and he looked at Xianfeng with a confused look on his face.
Xianfeng smiled and said, "The local officials here in the United States were not appointed by the court, but were elected by local citizens."
"Ah? The common people choose officials?" Lin Shu was shocked.
"This is OK?" Su Shun asked, "Can the emperor choose a local official?"
"This is not possible...::.:" Xianfeng smiled bitterly, "The local parents in the United States, and even the largest president in the court, were elected by referendums, but to be an American citizen, you must be white!"
"White...man? There are still these rules?" Su Shun looked at Xianfeng and was not very white.
"Yu Ting, you're pretty white!" Lin Shu pointed at Sushun and asked, "Do you think he can choose this?"
"No!" Xianfeng shook his head, "This white man... doesn't necessarily look at the skinny color."
"Does it look at the hair?" Sushun touched his short hair. His braids had long disappeared. When he left Tianjin, he shaved his head again. Now that his hair grew a little, it turned into short hair.
"Not that," said De Ling, who was on the side, "White skin refers to race... This kind of species has the right to vote and the right to be elected. If the seed is not right, it will be useless no matter how white skin is."
"It can still be like this...::::" Sushun scratched his head, "Then will we never be able to make a breakthrough in the United States?"
Xianfeng shook his head gently: "If there is no real party, you will never be able to make a fortune...:::. It is hard to say that there is a real party! This time, the Republican Party supported by our real party will take over California? Most of the people who have chosen county magistrates and congressmen are married to Japanese wives, Japanese and Chinese, and they are the same here! So those county magistrates and congressmen are all their own people."
The more Su Shun listens, the more he becomes, the more he is wrong. What is "our true appointment school" and what is "all of us are our own people"?
Can the emperor and the True Contract Sect be "our own people"?
In the town of Fontainebleau, Prince Napoleon pushed open the door of the oak study and threw the bulging cowhide file bag on the mahogany desk. The section drawing of the 2,500 horsepower steam engine slid out of the bag.
"This is the sea lord of France for the next five to ten years." The prince took a deep breath and looked at Rinko who was getting up from behind the desk, "Now it's yours."
The fingertips of Wang Tan, the Minister of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's Navy, trembled on the drawings. The foreign engineers hired by Jiangnan Shipyard at a high price were probably not able to draw such a precise transmission device even if they were killed.
Rinko suddenly wrapped around Napoleon's neck from behind, and her red lips imprinted a scorching kiss on his earlobe: "France will get ten times more rewards...I promise."
When Wang Yan left with the drawings, Rinko suddenly unbuttoned the copper buttons of the prince's military uniform: "Do you know what steel is needed for the locking mechanism of the breech gun?" Her nails cut blood marks on the prince's clavicle. "Only the Krupp Laboratory can make alloy steel with 8% chromium.
The prince grabbed her wrist: "What did you say? The locking mechanism of the breech gun...:::. Where did you get this secret?"
Rinko smiled and said, "This is the reward for you! I said that France will get ten times more rewards...
The Holy Blood Family will do what they say!"
Prince Napoleon suddenly realized something and looked at Rinko with a fiery eyes: "Dear, what you mean is "breech guns and rear-loading guns are the key to the rise of Prussia!" Rinko whispered in Prince Napoleon's ear, "If you want to be the great Napoleon IV, you must do your best in the technology of breech guns and rear-loading guns. As far as I know, Prussia is now equipped with the world's most advanced 1841 Deresert rifles... and you France only have the Minere front-loading guns.
In addition, in the development of breech guns, Prussian Krupp was also at the forefront, and France was already behind!
When France and Prussia were finally fighting, the Prussians must have obtained explosives that were comparable to picy. At that time, the infantry holding a rear gun, supported by breech gunfire, will become the master of the battlefield. As for the military genius of Moltke...::... it is not the key at all. Even if he is assassinated,
There will also be other Prussian generals leading powerful and advanced Prussian troops to crush your empire. Dear, you must work hard!"
In fact, Prince Napoleon was just a "spare tire", and the alliance with Prussia was the first choice for Luo Yaoguo.
However, Rinko easily caught Prince Napoleon, so naturally she could not let go of this "highest level undercover".
Anyway, Prussia is still a little older than its true rise. Prince Napoleon's "work" may change the future...:::. Anyway, the future has changed a long time ago!
At the same time, under the dome of the Palace of Industry in Paris, 118 bronze pillars formed a radial square array.
Feng Yunshan stood behind the gauze curtain on the box on the second floor, looking at the head that was moving below. He deliberately changed into a silk robe produced by Jiangnan Textile Factory in Shanghai, and the golden thread on his chest was looming under the gas lamp.
"Get started." He nodded to the French translator who was accompanying him.
In the center of the hall, Faraday's hair fluttered in the wind through the hall. He adjusted the copper knob of the modified spectrometer, which faced the thunder pattern of the clouds on the thirty-seventh bronze pillar: "Gentlemen, please pay attention to the 55th dark line, this is by no means a spectrum line of known elements!"
The young German scholar Bensen squeezed out the crowd, and the quartz prism in his hand refracted the sunlight into colorful colors: "The wavelength exceeds 38.7% of the potassium element, I bet this is a new element!" His assistant Kirchoff had already written "Crimson Red Pin" on the notebook, and the tip of the pen almost cut the page.
Faraday opened the velvet-lined wooden box, and the hexagonal ore was glowing with a light golden luster: "This is the lithium mica found from the Saxony mine. After three hundred electrolysis experiments..." He looked at the box on the second floor, "and used a DC generator improved under the guidance of King Luo Wu."
The moment the metal block as big as a pea fell into the water, the strange purple flame rose two feet high. Mendeleev, who came to Paris in the name of a Prussian scholar, suddenly pushed the crowd away, and the "periodic table" sketched on the notebook from 118 pillars: "The atomic weight is.::::. It should be placed under the potassium!"
"That's right!" Faraday lifted the test tube, and the purple-red metal dissolved in alcohol. "His Royal Highness Luo Wu predicted the existence of this element on those 118 pillars of heaven." He pointed to the inscription on the bronze pillar.
In the box on the second floor, Feng Yunshan picked up the Jingdezhen porcelain cup and sipped the Longjing.
Chapter completed!