Looking at the blood on Xiang Ying's hand, Xiao Letian's heart twitched. He realized that Xiang Ying had not listened to his advice at all. This guy wanted to kill Zai Chun from beginning to end.

That's right, not only do they want to overthrow the Qing Dynasty, but they also want to destroy Zai Chun physically. Why is this guy so angry? Is it really as the Buddhist theory says, this is the grievance of his previous life? They are destined to hurt each other?

Perhaps there is only one explanation, otherwise Xiang Ying would not have such a strong obsession and had to use military means to overthrow the Qing Dynasty.

In Xiao Letian's plan, he used various unscrupulous situations to polish the Qing Dynasty, accelerate the decline of their internal talents, and finally allowed the abdication edict to appear in advance. This is the perfect solution to the Qing Dynasty.

But when he saw the blood on Xiang Ying's hand, he suddenly realized that sometimes hatred was not something that he Xiao Letian could suppress. The hatred accumulated by the 200-year rule of the Qing Dynasty did not disappear. He just hid quietly under the water, waiting for the agitation of the trend of the times, and then it would naturally stir up the sky and the earth.

Blasting the Tartars and restoring China! This is not a slogan, it is the inner voice of many Chinese people, hidden under friendly and kind faces with a strong smell of blood.

"It turns out that the power of hatred will be so great... Xiang Ying! You..." Even Xiao Letian was speechless at that moment. He really didn't know what language he could use to resolve this hatred.

Xiang Ying did not notice the change in the master's expression at all. He took out his handkerchief and wrapped his finger bones and whispered, "Master, I will implement all your decisions unconditionally, and there will be no discount at all... But I will always keep my own opinions. The fortress plan should be added to the overthrow of the Qing Dynasty, the result you expect..."

Xiang Ying gritted her teeth and said, "I'm sorry... the result you expected is so ideal!"

This time, Xiao Letian did not scold him. The master and apprentice stood quietly, with the golden sun scattering on them, looking extremely warm from a distance, but only the soldiers closest to them could feel the chill.

At this moment, a strange cry suddenly sounded standing at the verge of salutation, "See Your Majesty!" This was reminding Xiao Letian that Zai Chun had arrived.

Zai Chun, who had just woken up and washed his face, walked over excitedly, "Xiang Ying, are you back? How are the results of the battle? Are there any gains..."

But unexpectedly, Zai Chun's hot face was pressed on his cold butt. Xiang Ying looked at him lightly, snorted lightly, then turned around and left, "I'll talk to Mr. Kevin to see how his emergency repairs and maintenance are... Sorry, let me give you a gift!"

After saying that, Xiang Ying wiped Zai Chun's arm and left, giving him a big roll of eyes.

"Hey? Oh... this person is overwhelmed? He is so angry!" Zai Chun stamped his feet angrily.

"Master, look... why is this man like this? I kindly greeted him. What's wrong with him? Even if he made meritorious service in Said Port, he wouldn't be so awesome?"

Xiao Letian suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. At this moment, he was even more certain that these two people were the grievances of their previous lives. I am afraid that the only one who can regulate this grievance in this world is Buddha.

"Forget it, he has been busy all night and is exhausted. Don't blame him... Have you eaten? If you didn't eat, let them bring some buns..."

The early morning conflict was just a small episode. After that, the atmosphere of Zhiyuan was very harmonious all day long. All important tasks had been completed. Now there are only two things left. One is to seize the time to maintain the warship. After all, the strong wind pressure and impact still caused some damage to Zhiyuan.

Another thing is that the powerful man in the Middle East is waiting for Mr. Lamp. At this moment, Ikram is lurking in the Port of Said and is expected to arrive here by pulling the lights tomorrow morning.

It was a rare leisurely day. Both the Chinese and the United Kingdom got the results they wanted. The commanders of both sides were in a very comfortable mood. They actually gave the soldiers a day's drinking ring to let the soldiers rest for a day.

Picnic parties were held on almost all warship decks. In the warm sunshine of the Mediterranean, soldiers with bare upper body were drinking fine wine and roasting fat beef and mutton. The imperial chef of the Forbidden City helped them prepare the spices for barbecue. This standard was very high.

The Mediterranean Sea became the swimming pool for soldiers. The sailors standing on the deck jumped into the sea with a roar. The entire sea surface was like dumplings.

When they were having fun, the Chinese soldiers and British sailors actually found a ball and played it in the sea as a water ball. There was no rule. Anyway, a group of people were having fun.

The entire sea off the Port of Said has become the amusement park for the joint fleet. In the eyes of the French defenders at the port, these people are showing off and provoking.

All the merchant ships on the sea were carefully walking around the warships, and they were as timid as little girls walking on the bar street late at night.

The feeling of shame surged into the hearts of all the French people, and the suppressed force suddenly burst out after the small steamship that the Minister Ferdinand was riding.

"Your Excellency, you have come, and Port Said almost fell..."

"Mr. Viscount...I want to sue Counselor Raku, that is, he issued an apology statement that was humiliating the country..."

"Yes, we want to impeach him. At the most critical moment, he did not even have the courage to order a battle. He is the sinner of France!"

...

Viscount, who had just suppressed vomiting and diarrhea, was surrounded by the accusation sound, making him feel loud. Counselor Laku, who was criticized by thousands of people, stood alone in the corner of the house, without saying a word like a wooden carving.

"Enough! Enough! Stop quarrel..." Ferdinand was furious. "Are you still considered soldiers of the Empire? The enemy has already set foot on our land, why is there no one with blood?"

"We still have to wait for Laku to give the order? Where are your own mouths? You still want to shirk responsibility, or you still feel that you can't defeat the British, and finally put the blame on Laku!"

"You all push down...I want to talk to Raku alone!"

The group of military officers were told through their worries and left the room with a slightly red face. Only Raku and Ferdinand were left in the room.

"Now tell me the whole process, don't hide it at all..."

Laku stood in front of his mentor, and attached the entire process of the incident in a slight manner. As a result, Ferdinand almost came up in one breath and was almost angry to death.

"Yuan Talent! Yuen Talent... You were fooled, you were fooled! Xiao Letian took advantage of your fear. These Chinese people are using the power of Britain to suppress you!"

"They don't dare to go to war with us at all, because the actions of Europe are related to whether the Chinese are recognized by European countries. Their most critical task now is to fulfill the dividends of defeating Tsarist Russia! How could they waste time here!"
Chapter completed!