C890 Xiao Letians Nightmare (1/2)

With regards to the navy, Xiao Letian was filled with anticipation and fear. He hoped that the powerful Iron-armored battleship would sweep across the ocean and protect China's maritime rights, creating a peaceful space for the internal political reforms of the continent.

Xiao Letian had calculated before that as long as he could hold onto the safety of China's coastal areas for three to four years, that would be sufficient time for him to rebuild his country's political power.

Don't think that war has no benefits. Even those students who have studied political economics in future generations know that war is just a continuation of politics and the last and most effective way to resolve conflict.

Relying on the means of war to complete the reorganization of the internal political structure, redistribute power, and then achieve a relatively balanced state, this was the only way to reform the Great Qing Dynasty at the moment, and it was inevitable that many parties were preparing for it.

The Ryukyu was hibernating, the new army of the Ryukyu was guarding the borders of the continent, the capital's Qing Dynasty s were training their troops crazily, and even Little Zai Chun had started to form his own army of officers, not to mention the other forces that were eyeing the place covetously. The Russian had already extended their hand to Xinjiang, and the British were also continuously strengthening the military preparations for Hong Kong and the other areas.

If nothing unexpected happened, the year that Tongzhi had personally taken office at the age of sixteen was very likely to be the time when all the conflicts had broken out.

Don't think that Xiao Letian was so carefree on the surface that he didn't care about anything, but actually, the pressure in his heart was beyond his imagination. He woke up from nightmares more than once, the Forbidden City was burning in his dreams, and the walls of the Beijing were collapsing. Refugees swarmed out of Beijing, gunfire rained down like a torrential rain, and the sky was illuminated red.

This was not even the most terrible scene. The worst part was that while the braids were fighting, countless European troops were hiding in the smoke behind them. They were waiting for the Chinese civil war to drain the last drop of blood and then use bayonets to kill the wounded soldiers.

It was not as if the Europeans did not know that the sandpiper and clam were fighting for benefits. Furthermore, they were very adept at this kind of play.

Xiao Letian who had just woken up from his nightmare was drenched in sweat. He did not expect that just a nap would bring him a demonic dream, causing him, who was fanning himself, to be shocked.

After drinking two bowls of iced tea, Xiao Letian's anger in his heart had finally dissipated. Pushing open the door, Xiao Letian began to take a walk in the garden at the back of Prime Minister's Manor, those who were familiar with Xiao Letian could tell that he was considering matters the moment they saw the Prime Minister's expression. At this time, even his two wives were not allowed to disturb him.

The had been expanded on the basis of the original Huashan Liyuan's courtyard house. The terrain here was very high, allowing one to overlook the entire Bayou and Shouli City.

At the highest point of the Prime Minister's Manor that was built close to the mountain, there was an amazing Ocean View Tower. On this Japanese third floor of the Heaven's Tower, Xiao Letian pushed open the wooden door and met the biting cold sea breeze from the Pacific Ocean.

He could see the Pacific Ocean to the east. The waves were drawing white marks as they pounced on the beach. Sails were sailing across the dark blue sea. He was suddenly in a bright mood as the gloom from his nightmares was swept away.