Black Book

Chapter 223 Don't Let Mingzu Laugh

Chapter 223 Don't Let Mingzu Laugh

His pupils shrank slightly, Feng Zhaobai turned around abruptly, looked at Zhu Haomiao in disbelief, and asked in a trembling voice.

"Have you mastered all eight basic powers to perfection?"

"Ah."

Seeing the young man nod calmly, Feng Zhaobai took a deep breath and used a lot of willpower to suppress the desire to roar.

"6!"

Feng Zhaobai gave a thumbs up, as if he had made some kind of decision, and turned and left.

Not until he closed the door did he look down at the [Dragon Emblem] in his palm, staring at the faint golden light in the deep darkness, and let out a long sigh.

"So... the Abyss is this color..."

A few minutes later, the [Dragon Emblem] with the recorded exercises was returned to Zhu Haomiao. When Feng Zhaobai saw him getting up and preparing to leave, he suddenly called him.

"Wait, I haven't told you about the mission reward yet!"

When Zhu Haomiao heard the word "reward", his eyes lit up and he quickly sat back down.

Looking at the young man sitting upright, Feng Zhaobai laughed and shook his head.

"1000 contribution points."

"what?"

Immediately, seeing the boy's disappointed expression, Feng Zhaobai couldn't help but curl his lips and added.

"Be honest."

"Um?!!!"

With endless brilliance exploding in his eyes, Zhu Haomiao stared at Feng Zhaobai, making sure that he was not joking.

Zhu Haomiao knew the preciousness of real points. They were scarce resources that could only be obtained by risking one's life in reality to quell supernatural disasters!
"But you cannot take possession of the [Imperial Seal] of the mission target privately. You must hand it over."

"Well, I should..."

This thing is useless to me, and I don't need to ascend the throne to become an emperor...

"In addition, you can dispose of other [real objects] you obtain during the mission on your own. If you don't need them, [Yanhuang Arsenal] provides evaluation and recycling services."

"Oh."

"Do you have any other questions?"

"No, now I just want to make a small contribution to the country."

Zhu Haomiao stood up, rubbing his hands, and left with high morale.

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Imperial Capital, Forbidden City

A heavy low pressure area shrouded the ancient and mysterious palace. The eunuchs and palace maids who passed by slowed down their steps in fear, for fear of angering their masters and being beaten to death for no reason.

In a luxurious and elegant study, the supreme rulers of the entire empire gathered together, their faces livid and silent.

After an unknown amount of time, an old man with a white beard, urged by his colleagues, sighed helplessly and broke the dead silence.

"Your Majesty, Lord Buddha, the foreigners have landed in Qinhuangdao and captured Shanhaiguan. Nalan Shu's new army is blocked in Liaodong and can't come back for the time being!"

Hearing this, the old woman sitting at the top gritted her teeth and slammed the armrest.

"What can't you come back?!"

"I've issued more than a dozen transfer orders, but he keeps delaying. I think he just wants to build his own army and establish a separatist regime outside the Great Wall!"

When the old woman thought about the birthplace of the Qing Dynasty being occupied by others, she became so angry that her eyelids twitched and she almost vomited blood.

I had originally planned to return to the outside of the Great Wall and take my time to figure things out if things didn't work out. But now, there's no way back!

"Dear father, don't worry. My Qing Dynasty still has loyal ministers and good generals, as well as a million-strong army. As long as we hold on to the imperial capital, the foreigners will retreat in less than a few months." The young man in a dragon robe bowed and whispered to comfort the old woman.

But the anxious old woman roared loudly like a beast trapped in despair.

"A million-strong army collapsed at the first blow. The foreigners have already fought outside the city. What use are they?!!"

"A bunch of rubbish! All of them are rubbish!"

Hearing this, several ministers looked at each other and pursed their lips in embarrassment.

They knew very well what the composition of this army, which was said to be one million strong.

The vast majority of them were peasant armies spontaneously organized by the public. Their weapons were just hoes and sickles. They were not even qualified to be cannon fodder!

The well-armed Green Camp was a bunch of good-for-nothings. It was okay for them to suppress the common people, but when faced with the foreigners' guns and artillery, they ran faster than rabbits!

"Dear father, even if the hastily organized garrison is not good enough, we still have the Hunan Army, the Huai Army, the Sichuan Army, the Yunnan Army, and the Shaanxi Army..."

"As long as the troops from all over the country arrive to support the emperor, this crisis will naturally be resolved."

While the young man in the dragon robe was still trying to persuade him, a minister nearby stepped forward awkwardly and presented a memorial.

"Your Majesty, I have received a piece of intelligence, a secret letter from the foreign coalition forces to the governors of the provinces."

The old woman was startled, and realizing something, she broke out in a cold sweat and spoke in a trembling voice.

"Read!"

"The contents of this letter are extremely treasonous. I dare not do that."

"I pardon you, read it!"

"According to the order!"

The minister opened the memorial, swallowed, and read slowly and lowly.

"The Manchus are a barbarian tribe outside the Great Wall. They have neither received the mandate nor made any contribution to China. They took advantage of the decline of the Ming Dynasty, violently seized power, and temporarily established a false rule. They used all kinds of tricks to manipulate the world..."

"A careful observation of the recent situation of the Manchu Qing Dynasty shows that the ruler is weak and incompetent, and that he abuses his power. Officials sell their positions, the military and the country abuse their power, the governance is in decline, and the discipline is weak. When dealing with foreign countries, they do not follow fairness but private opinions, and do not rely on trust and loyalty but engage in deception. They are hated by people both at home and abroad, near and far..."

"Heaven above was tired of his virtue, the people below were tired of his rule, the officers and soldiers were alienated and unwilling to devote their hearts, so the troops sent out were defeated at Lushun, annihilated at Weihaiwei, routed at Tanggu, and drowned in the ocean."

"Every time they were defeated in battle, they were laughed at by the world. This was because the fate of the Qing dynasty was over and the world had abandoned them."

"We, the Eight-Nation Alliance, will march forward in great force to bring the crime to the imperial court and force the Qing ruler to surrender with his face tied up, accept all our demands, and swear never to resist us again..."

"However, what we punish is the Qing Dynasty, not the people of your country..."

"I earnestly hope that you will understand the sincerity of my followers, put aside your suspicion, observe the support of heaven and people, follow the general trend of the world, advocate justice in the Central Plains, gather strong followers, form a revolutionary army, and drive the Qing Dynasty out of the country..."

"Time cannot be lost, and opportunities cannot come back. Didn't the ancients say: If you don't take what heaven gives you, you will suffer the consequences. Get up quickly. Don't let the Ming ancestors laugh at you!"

After hearing the last six words "Don't be laughed at by the Ming emperor", the old woman could no longer hold back. She smashed the extremely gorgeous porcelain vase beside her into pieces and roared hysterically.

"Who wrote this? Who wrote this?!!!"

Based on the old woman's understanding of foreigners, they would definitely not be able to write such a heart-wrenching manifesto.

Aren't these eight words, "The ruler is weak, and he abuses his power" pointing at her nose and scolding her, putting all the blame on her alone? !

"Uh... I heard that this article was fabricated by Japanese pirates..."

Hearing this, the old woman became so angry that her veins jumped and her teeth chattered.

"Damn beast! Damn ungrateful wolf!!"

The young man in dragon robe beside him no longer cared about being angry and asked nervously.

"So what are the reactions of the provincial governors?!"

(End of this chapter)

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