Zhu Youjian swallowed his saliva, and a stream of cold sweat flowed down from the left forehead of the deposed emperor, reflecting the inner suffering of the Ming emperor. His face suddenly turned red, and then turned white again, as if two colors were fighting.
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Li Laosi stood guard outside the house, preventing Wang Chengen from entering the house and interrupting the conversation between the two. But Wang Chengen knelt outside the threshold, his ears pricked up, and he had heard all Li Zhi's words. The eunuch's face was blood red from holding back, and his eyes were red.
Staring at Li Zhi, as if Li Zhi was attacking Zhu Youjian.
Wang Chengen suddenly roared loudly: "Li Zhi! No matter what you say, I, Wang Chengen, will never admit that your dynasty is orthodox!"
Wang Cheng'en suddenly seemed not to be prepared to die. The eunuch didn't know whether he felt that Li Zhi was kind and kind and would not kill him, or he felt that he was a disabled person with no childbearing ability and was in such a desperate situation that there was no need to live anymore. He shouted loudly: "
Li Zhi! Only the Ming Dynasty is the orthodoxy of China, and your Qi Dynasty will always usurp the throne!"
Li Zhi turned around and looked at Wang Chengen calmly.
Wang Chengen was actually very afraid of Li Zhi. After being looked at by Li Zhi for a while, he was so frightened that he kept trembling. However, he was unwilling to bow his head to Li Zhi like this, and always raised his head proudly, as if he could hold on like this for a few seconds.
He will always be Eunuch Bingbi, the eunuch of the Ming Dynasty, and Li Zhi is a treasonous usurper.
Li Zhi was silent for a few seconds.
He said: "Wang Chengen, do you know how the people of the world rejoiced to welcome the new dynasty? In Shaanxi, the gentry's tenant farmers marched fifty miles to the official road to worship the Qi soldiers in order to welcome the Tiger Army. In Huguang, they were oppressed by the powerful
The bottom class directly beat up the powerful lackeys, and then surrendered to the local officials of Daqi. In Fujian, I heard that the Fujian people can sign up to participate in overseas colonization, and the poor people in Zhangzhou paid a hundred cents each to hire the best opera troupe.
There has been a drama outside the newly established government in Daqi for three months."
When Wang Chengen heard this, his body shook more and more violently.
Li Zhi continued: "We in Daqi promote public morality and uphold the rule of law, and the internal friction of society is reduced to a minimum. In Changsha, the railway connecting Wuchang and Changsha is nearing completion. In Chengdu, an industrial base radiating to Sichuan has begun to take shape.
The cotton textiles produced can meet the needs of the entire southwest. In Hangzhou, a large heavy industry base is under construction, and talents from Jiangnan are gathering together. Under the guidance of Tianjin engineers, they have begun to produce steam engines and internal combustion engines needed by the colonies."
Wang Chengen was dumbfounded.
It was only three years since the founding of Da Qi, a short period of time. However, this government that regards efficiency as its life has exerted combat effectiveness beyond ordinary people's imagination, and has achieved countless achievements within three years. Some of these constructions were led by Li Zhi, and some were led by Li Zhi.
It was planned by Li Zhi before he went to Europe and executed by Cui Changwu, Li Huan and others. But no matter how many details Li Zhi participated in, these projects were successfully completed.
Li Zhi looked at Wang Chengen who was struggling in his heart and stopped talking.
Li Laosi said: "The Holy One is talking about national projects. In fact, private capital raised through stock exchanges is even more terrifying. In Guangzhou, businessmen from Tianjin flocked to establish an industrial base and began to produce a large number of agricultural machinery.
, cheap furniture, ship shells. In Tokyo, a fertilizer production center led by Fanjiazhuang listed company has formed a cluster, and a large number of chemical talents have gathered in Japan."
Zhu Youjian remained silent, but when he heard this, his right hand couldn't help but tremble.
Li Laosi continued: "In Southeast Asia, the Han people who immigrated to Southeast Asia have become richer than the original gentry. Every family cultivates dozens of acres of paddy fields. Even eating meat every day is no joke. In India, the original four-level castes in India have become
At the fifth level, the Chinese have become the most noble class in the local area, engaged in high-level jobs such as government management, legal supervision, and engineering guidance, while the other four castes in India can only work as doormen or servants for the Chinese."
Wang Chengen opened his mouth in surprise, as if his confidence had been taken away by what Li Laosi said.
“In North America, our new immigrants have established countless farms. Each New World farmer owns hundreds or thousands of acres of wheat fields and hires Indians to work them. In South America, the brown-skinned South American natives are treated as Han people.
The gods regard every arriving Han immigrant as their master and are willing to sacrifice everything."
"The cause of Da Qi is not comparable to that of the Ming Dynasty, which only fought among itself. Under the leadership of the Holy Emperor, the Han people will become the masters of the entire world and spread the blood of the Han people to every corner of the earth."
After hearing this, Wang Chengen could no longer refute.
The eyes of the former eunuch Bingbi became more and more confused, and finally showed despair. Because of the words of Li Zhi and Li Laosi, he saw what true leadership was. It turned out that the last glimmer in his eyes
Persistence seemed to be extinguished because of the words of Li Zhi and Li Laosi.
The Ming Dynasty was ravaged by the Manchus and thieves, controlled by officials and gentry, the civil servants abused power and even falsified the imperial examinations, the military officers were corrupt and cowardly, and ran away at the sight of the enemy. The emperor could not leave the Forbidden City, and the people struggled to have enough food and clothing.
, how does it compare with Li Zhi’s Daqi?
Totally incomparable.
"Kouhu...Kouhu! It's not...it's not like that!"
However, after Wang Chengen said these words, he couldn't even convince himself.
He suddenly felt that Li Zhi had shattered the last bit of pride in his heart. It seemed that it was a mistake for him to abandon his manhood and serve the Ming Dynasty for decades. He suddenly felt at a loss. He looked up at Zhu Youjian, but he couldn't help it.
Find a little dependence on Zhu Youjian's pale face.
Two tears suddenly flowed down from Wang Chengen's face, flowing faster and faster.
Then he let out a loud howl and lay down outside the threshold, howling loudly.
Li Zhi watched Wang Chengen cry quietly without saying a word.
Then he turned his head to Zhu Youjian.
Zhu Youjian's face was completely white.
If Zhu Youjian was despairing when Li Zhi founded the country, now Zhu Youjian is pierced by thousands of arrows.
If there is anything more terrifying than losing the country and the country, it is that after losing the country and the country, you have to realize day by day that you deserve to lose it.
Zhu Youjian's lips trembled and he said slowly: "Holy... Holy..."
Before Zhu Youjian could finish his sentence, Wang Chengen suddenly raised his head and shouted hysterically with tears streaming down his face: "Master! You can't call him the Holy One! He is a traitor from Tianjin! He usurped our Ming Dynasty.
You traitor!"
"Master! You can't recognize him as the Holy Lord! Master! We would rather starve to death than surrender to the traitors!"
When Zhu Youjian heard Wang Chengen's words, tears suddenly filled his eyes, and he was speechless for a moment.
