Chapter 638 "My Travels in Paradise" - Xianfeng's oral statement (please vote, please order)
Wen Xian's carriage ran through the maple leaves all over the ground. In September, Changdao was already in the bleak autumn. The red brick walls of Zhaojiazhuang were looming in a maple forest, and the broken glass on the walls shone in the noon sunlight.
"Shhh...::... The trench was dug deeper than the moat!" Yuan Bao lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the dead branches and leaves floating in the ditch that was more than a foot wide.
Bai Siwen exhaled a cigar and then sighed: "The emperor is still afraid...:::.I am afraid that when will the United States grow hair discover his identity and send someone to take his life!"
Wen Xian said: "If the emperor is willing to go to Britain to exile, maybe he can arrange it...
Can Xianfeng go to the UK? Bai Siwen and Yuan Bao looked at each other and both smiled bitterly.
Queen Victoria is Feng Yunshan and Yang Xiuqing's girls. Theoretically, she is also a woman with long hair!
Su Shun was already waiting in front of the manor gatehouse, but he was wearing a long blue cloth gown with red eyes, as if he had just cried.
Seeing Wenxian, Bai Siwen, Yuan Bao and others got out of the car, they breathed out, turned around and shouted, "Our people.::.\n.\n:
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At this time, Wen Xian suddenly saw a red brick tower inside the red brick wall. There were mostly snipers on it!
"Please!" Sushun squeezed out a smile, then made Suke's gesture, and invited Wen Xian, Bai Siwen and Yuan Bao into the courtyard of "Zhaojiazhuang".
As soon as the British cowhide boots stepped onto the blue brick floor, they saw seven or eight girls wearing narrow-sleeved kimonos in the vegetable garden on the east side, bent down to pick a kind of purple-skinned fruit...\n. It seems to be called eggplant.
"These Japanese women are...:::::" Wen Xian's civilized staff paused on the gravel road.
"All of Chiyoko's fellow countrymen." Su Shun led everyone through the bamboo rack where the persimmon cakes were dried. "The Fourth Master said that it is better to plant vegetables or to make it easier for Fusang people to grow them."
He was just false, and he clearly had few Chinese under Xianfeng who could not believe it...:
When the four of them turned into the West Cross Courtyard together, Xianfeng was playing chess with Linshu under the vine, but their eyes were as red as Sushun, and they probably had just cried.
"emperor!"
Wen Xian was about to speak, but Bai Siwen, who was on the side, had already kneeled down and tears couldn't stop flowing down.
Yuan Bao also cried and knelt on the ground: "Emperor, the Qing Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty was destroyed...\n. It was completely destroyed!"
Wen Xian took off his hat and pressed it on his chest, and gently knocked his right knee on the bluestone slab. This was a standard Western-style guest ceremony.
Xianfeng turned around and looked at the three of them, and sighed: "All up, there is no emperor here, there is only Zhao Si here...:::. The Bishop of the True Request Sect!"
"Your Majesty," Wen Xian stood up, looked at Xianfeng with a bright look, and then asked in Cantonese Chinese, "I heard that you were captured by Hong Xiuquan to heaven?"
Hearing this, Xianfeng sighed: "I am so ashamed... I am ashamed of my ancestors!"
He is now a qualified master of dance. This lies is just open and his expression is free, and he is an old artist!
"Your Majesty, don't be sad," Wen Xian comforted Xianfeng, "You are just a mortal, but you are fighting against the gods...
And you have not completely failed yet, after all, you have escaped from the kingdom of the gods!”
Xianfeng shook his head repeatedly: "If you lose, you will lose. Now I am just surviving... :.\n. Besides, the reason why I can escape is because Hong Xiuquan and Ji Du fought in the Heavenly Court and broke the prison where I was imprisoned. I escaped from the mortal world with the help of the late emperor."
"Hong Xiuquan and Ji Du fought in the sky? Are they not brothers?" Wen Xian asked, and took out a notebook, opened it and started recording.
When Xianfeng saw this posture, he showed a look of doubt: "Wenjue Tu, this is Tianji.:::
Wen Xian smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have a picture. You dictate a "Travels of Heaven". I will take it back and show it to the queen alone. The queen is also the daughter of the Heavenly Father. She remembers some things in heaven. It is not considered to reveal the secrets of heaven when she shows her!"
It's over, it's going to be exposed...:::. Xianfeng thought to himself, "It's not good", but his face was silent.
He smiled bitterly and said, "How can I know why the two of them fight? Hong Xiuquan threw me into the heavenly prison, and Ji Du came over in a steam boat, saying that he wanted to avenge what...\n...\n. A spear of revenge!"
What is "A Rapture of Revenge"? Wen Xian knows it. It's 11. At the first National People's Congress, Hong Xiuquan used the Rapun of Langnusky to hurt Ji Du, who had just been possessed by Xiao Chaogui. Unexpectedly, this Ji Duke was quite revengeful. Wen Xian thought about it for a while, and then asked, "Steam...\nFlying Boat?"
"It's just a... an iron armored ship flying in the sky!" Xianfeng gestured with his hand, "There are guns on the iron armored ship. The gun barrel is so thick, and all the ones fired are blossoming bullets. It's amazing. It knocked down the sky prison after one shot. However, Hong Xiuquan was not willing to be outdone. He released a big iron bird and drilled in, then ascended, and then the iron bird opened its mouth...:...,
The bullets were fired out, and they were all blooming bullets, which made the iron armored ships shine in flames!"
Seeing that Xianfeng suddenly stopped halfway through his speech, Wen Xian quickly asked, "Who won?"
"I don't know." Xianfeng spread his hands, "I have to run away quickly...\n. Who cares about him win?"
"Then how did you escape from the lower realm?" Wen Xian asked, "It's not easy to get from heaven to the lower realm, right?"
He was a little nervous when he was having this problem, but he was afraid that Xianfeng would say "easy"!
"It seems quite easy!" Xianfeng had already taken the expression of this British "colonist" into his eyes. What colonists fear the most was to be colonized! They knew best how miserable it was to be colonized.
"Easy?" Wen Xian's face turned pale, "How easy is it?"
Xianfeng thought for a while, "I can't say it well, but after I escaped from the prison, I met my father...::::" When he said this, tears came out, "My father was a censor in heaven. He first let me get on his car and flew to a suspended island together, and then took out a flying ball and let me sit in the basket of the flying ball. Then the flying ball kept falling. After about three days and three nights, I landed on a steam paddle boat sailing in the Pacific Ocean, and the flying ball disappeared...\n."
"That's so easy!" Wen Xian's face looked even more ugly, "Wouldn't people be sent down often?"
"That's not it!" Xianfeng said in a silence, "These people from Taiping Heavenly Kingdom all came from heaven, and the queen of your country also came from heaven, as well as the Heavenly Master Carl and the Heavenly Master Friedrich...:::.Sir Wen, do you think there are fewer people from this heaven?"
Yes! Wen Xian thought about it, right! There are many people coming from the sky, and they are still powerful...:::. Maybe there are still some that have not been exposed! Could this be that human civilization has actually been invisible to heaven long ago?
He thought for a while and asked again, "Master, how long have you been in heaven? How many celestial beings have you seen in total? What do they look like?"
"I don't understand the time in heaven," Xianfeng looked at it thought, "As for people, they saw some, they all flew around...::.. The people in the sky seemed to live on hanging islands. There were ground, houses, rivers, lakes, and woods on the islands, and some large islands and mountains and rivers....:::.But the traffic between floating islands had to be driven by flying, and some were flying birds, spaceships, and some people took a flying sword and flew around. As for their appearance...:::.It seems to be similar to us!"
"What are their skin colors?" Wen Xian asked his second concern again. One of the first concerns was the possibility of "the colonization of the world in heaven".
This is about racial discrimination!
Xianfeng stayed in the United States for two years, but he still didn’t know what Wen Xian meant?
"Of course there are all kinds of skin colors!" Xianfeng said, "It's white, not that white, not that black.........Whatever skin color is there in the mortal world, what skin color is there in the sky!"
"Then...:.\n.What color is Jesus?" Wen Xian asked, his hand holding the pen trembled a little, "Have you seen Jesus in heaven?"
"See," Xianfeng narrowed his triangle eyes, "Jesus is not particularly white, he has black hair!"
Black hair, not particularly white... Wen Xian looked at Xianfeng, then looked at Sushun, Yuan Bao and Linshu, and asked in a trembling voice: "Is Jesus an East Asian?"
"Not like it," Xianfeng shook his head, "Hong Xiuquan is a East Asian appearance, but Jesus is not. He is a bit like...\n.\n.\n.\n.\n. A bit like Master Carl, but not that fat."
That's right, Jesus is a Jew. ::::. But Jesus is a Jew. Hong Xiuquan, Feng Yunshan, Yang Xiuqing, Wei Changhui, Hong Xuanjiao are all Han people, and Victoria is German. :::..They are brothers and sisters! This relationship seems a bit messy!
Thinking of this, Wen Xian asked again: "What does God look like?"
"I don't know, I haven't seen it before," Xianfeng shook his head, looking regretful, "Why did I forget to ask my father? He must have known... :..."
Wen Xian's pen rustled, and he wrote down all the words of Xianfeng. He wanted to ask something more, but suddenly a woman's voice came from outside the door: "Fourth brother, Fourth brother...:::. The time is almost over. It's time for us to set out to the New York Harbor Pier!"
Xianfeng smiled bitterly, stood up, and said to Wen Xian, "It's Chiyoko...:::.Sir Wen, it's time for me to leave!"
When Wen Xian saw Xianfeng leaving, he quickly stopped him: "Your Majesty, if you don't want to go to China, why don't you go to the UK to take refuge with me!"
Going to the UK? That's not a refuge, but a trap!
Xianfeng dared not send it to the knife of Hong Xiuquan's girl Queen Victoria...::. He shook his head quickly: "No need. If God wants to accept me, even if I go to Britain, I'm afraid I will be doomed...\n. Why not go to China!
I want to see what the angel of Luo Yaoguo has governed China like?"
Wen Xian thought about it and felt that Xianfeng's words were reasonable, so he handed the notebook in his hand to Xianfeng: "Your Majesty, if you want it, please sign me and write a question for today's interview."
Xianfeng nodded, took the pen handed over by Wen Xian, and wrote "My Travels in Paradise" in his notebook.
The words "Yanfeng" are spoken by the words ".
After writing, Xianfeng hugged Wenxian and said, "There will be a time later." Then he clasped his fists to Bai Siwen, Yuan Bao, Sushun, Linshu and others: "Men, take care of yourself!" After that, he strode out,
Chapter completed!