I was a god in the 18th century

Xia Qingdai has been in a bad mood these past two days. She is not interested at all in the social interactions with Macartney, Imperial Commissioner Zheng Rui and others.

When he took Owen out on a cloud to relax, he flew to the wrong place and accidentally came across an open-air abandoned baby tower full of sins.

That tragic scene would remain unforgettable for her forever. She was able to hold back her internal organs from churning, only because she had dissected too many cadavers in the morgue of a London hospital and had developed a strong ability to withstand stress.

But young babies are different from other cadavers after all, and it is hard for anyone to remain indifferent to this situation.

Without saying anything, Xia Qingdai immediately picked up a big hammer and knocked down the abandoned baby tower that was built to look like a pagoda. She also dug up the soil next to it, so that these little wronged souls who had no chance to grow up could rest in peace.

Owen stood not far away and watched silently, feeling Xia Qingdai's terrible mood, and was speechless for a moment.

Xia Qingdai had seen information about the Qing Dynasty's abandoned baby tower. She had never expected that those few words on the paper would be so shocking when she saw them in front of her eyes.

After this incident, Xia Qingdai lost interest in flying and wandering around the Qing Dynasty in the 18th century with Owen. She was afraid of seeing more unbearable scenes, which would be too depressing.

If you follow the scope officially defined by the Qing Dynasty, you can at least get a glimpse of the prosperity of the Qing Dynasty.

After the British delegation's fleet arrived in Tianjin, although they were warmly received by Qing officials headed by Imperial Commissioner Zheng Rui, and were provided with fine wine and delicious food every day, they did not get any business done.

It was midsummer at the time, and Qianlong was not in Beijing, but went to the Rehe Palace to escape the heat.

Macartney certainly hoped to meet the Qing emperor as soon as possible and complete his mission, but the local Qing officials did not cooperate.

It is not a casual thing to meet the emperor. All the etiquette and precautions of meeting the emperor must be explained clearly, and only then will the imperial envoy dare to bring foreign friends with him.

Otherwise, they would rather delay it. Giving the British some food, clothing, drinks and entertainment is not a big deal for these officials. After all, it is the national treasury, not their own private money.

But if they were to rush to see the emperor with the red-haired foreigner who had not yet learned the etiquette, and something went wrong, the officials would lose their official hats.

Under such circumstances, communication matters progressed slowly.

Macartney was also an arrogant and stubborn man. He firmly disagreed with the Qing officials' proposal to perform the ritual of three bows and nine kowtows to Emperor Qianlong, believing that this was an insult to gentlemen.

Of course, the Qing officials would never compromise on this. In the eyes of the Qing Dynasty at that time, all foreign countries were barbarians and could not be compared with the Qing Dynasty, the Celestial Empire.

Not to mention the few red-haired foreigners who came to offer tribute and gifts, even if King George III of England came in person, he would have to kowtow three times and bow nine times to their emperor.

The two sides had huge differences on the issue of etiquette and could not reach an agreement at all.

When Qianlong learned that the British refused to perform etiquette according to Qing Dynasty rules, he became furious and immediately ordered the standards for receiving the English delegation to be lowered.

Xia Qingdai asked Owen why Macartney was so stubborn. Owen didn't know how to answer and could only smile to get away with it.

Because both parties know why very well, they just can't express it in words.

"Owen, I don't like people from your country. What will happen if I push Macartney off the boat now?" One morning, Xia Qingdai, who was lying on the fence outside Owen's cabin, suddenly said this.

Owen replied calmly: "The next Mr. Macartney will come."

Xia Qing looked at him with her eyes wide open: "What if I raze all of Europe to the ground?" Owen paused for a moment, then asked instead: "Will the Qing Dynasty and England really go to war in the future?"

"Are you asking me if the video footage that I played at Dinghai General Town Hall that day was real?" Xia Qingdai tilted her head and said, "I'm telling you right now, it's indeed true. So I'm considering whether to take action in advance. Owen, have you ever thought about overthrowing the royal family and becoming king yourself?"

Owen was stunned by Xia Qingdai's wild words. He looked into her eyes and suddenly realized that she was not just talking. If she wanted to do it, it was not impossible. It was still very possible.

After all, to Xia Qingdai who had recovered to her giant form, all of them were as small as ants.

He lowered his eyes and said calmly but firmly: "Cromwell once did what you said. If you want me to do the same, I am willing to be the knife in your hand."

Xia Qingdai looked at his serious expression, and suddenly laughed, her brows relaxed, and said: "I was just talking casually, don't take it so seriously, being a manor owner is not bad."

As soon as the words fell, the two felt the ship shake violently, followed by a burst of shouting and killing coming towards them.

The two of them hurried back to the cabin where the noise came from and looked out with curious looks on their faces.

I saw several people with cloth wrapped on their heads climbed onto the boat in no time, picked up knives and started fighting without saying a word.

"This... have we encountered robbers?" Xia Qingdai was shocked as she looked at the scene in front of her.

This is an official warship, with the imperial flag flying on it! In addition, it is equipped with many artillery pieces. It is too outrageous that it was bullied by robbers in broad daylight.

Owen was also speechless about this: "It seems so, they should be a group of water ghosts."

Xia Qingdai leaned against the window and looked at the people fighting. She said in a tone of watching melons eating, "Hey, the leader doesn't seem to have shaved his head. He doesn't have a braid behind his head."

Owen looked in the direction of her finger and saw a very agile young man. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Chinese Kung Fu?"

Xia Qingdai smiled and said, "This kid's martial arts are really amazing. It turns out that there were people in ancient times who could fly over eaves and walk on walls!"

She didn't care at all about the panic below.

She can return to the modern world at any time, and no one can hurt her. As for her little man Owen, he only needs to sit in a drone and fly into the air. With the current range of artillery, it is difficult to hit the drone even if it is fired into the sky. The current wild map has been updated, and Owen can fly up to a kilometer in height.

Since she and Owen would never be at the end of their rope, why should she be nervous about the scene before her?

She was a little confused. Who was this force? They were so arrogant. They came straight here to attack? Weren't they afraid of the cannons on the ship at all?
Now the world is about to enter the era of hot weapons. What does personal bravery count for?

If Owen picked up a gun now, it would be easy for him to take several lives with his marksmanship.

Of course, Irving won't do it himself.

Although he was a member of the delegation, Xia Qingdai was the most important to him. As long as the people under him did not threaten Xia Qingdai, he could just sit on the sidelines and watch.

(End of this chapter)