I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 540 Qianlong
Ever since Fu Kang'an, the former Governor-General of Guangdong and Guangxi, expressed a lukewarm attitude towards the British firearms exercises, Xia Qingdai's impression of these few people who still had some reputation in the history of the Qing Dynasty dropped completely.

She was completely disappointed with this decadent and outdated feudal society. She didn't knock down the Rehe Palace directly to make it easier for Wen Renyi to rebel, just because she tried and couldn't break it.

Perhaps the Qing dynasty's fortune was still there, so she couldn't interfere too much.

Not to mention the palace where the emperor lived, even many places in the Qing Dynasty actually had restrictions on her "superpowers", such as county governments, military headquarters, temporary palaces, etc.

So now she was holding her breath and trying her best to provide resources to Wen Renyi. During the days when he left the village for the capital, she helped him build the village herself whenever she had time, and she was about to turn it into an iron wall.

Now Xia Qingdai's landscape glass tank is divided into several parts. The largest part is the map where Owen is located, followed by the range radiated by the stone statue, and then the scattered houses in Taohua Village that offer incense.

Occasionally, the infant-protecting tower in the capital would appear in the landscape tank, which mainly depended on whether Wen Renyi burned incense at that time.

Xia Qingdai was quite happy that so many maps had been opened. She had also tried to get the people in the village to go down the mountain and burn incense in the town.

But somehow, it didn't work.

Except for Wen Renyi, people who believe in the stone statue burn incense in other places, and Xia Qingdai cannot receive the power of faith.

Two days later, Macartney and Heshen agreed on the etiquette - kneeling on one knee and not kissing hands. So it was finally time for him to meet Qianlong, and the meeting place was Wanshu Garden.

The park is four or five kilometers away from the embassy, ​​which takes about half an hour to get there.

Macartney went to Wanshu Garden with two deputy envoys, a group of subordinates and guards.

Macartney, the chief envoy, rode on a specially arranged sedan chair, while Owen, Staunton and his son, and some captains of the guards rode on horseback, along with musicians, honor guards, etc. Although the total number of people was small, the atmosphere was solemn.

Xia Qingdai went home early, put down her book, and lay down in front of the glass tank to watch.

As soon as everyone arrived at the gate of Wanshu Garden, they dismounted from their horses and carriages and prepared to walk in.

Xia Qingdai frowned and looked at the Wanshu Garden below which was shrouded in thick fog, feeling very unhappy.

She could originally see everything underground from the sky, even the palace where the King of England lived was clearly visible, except that it could not be knocked down by hammers. But now the Wanshu Garden where Qianlong was located had changed, and it was obvious that an inexplicable force was blocking her from peeping.

Maybe it's because of Feng Shui. After all, when it comes to Feng Shui and physiognomy, no one in the world is more proficient than the Chinese.

Xia Qingdai had no choice but to transform herself into a villain and quickly chase after Owen.

The inside of Wanshu Garden was different from what Xia Qingdai had imagined. She had thought that it would be a classical wooden building similar to other gardens, but in fact, the place where everyone was led to was a large tent, a bit like a modern yurt.

Next to the big tent where the British were staying was an extremely large yurt, which was obviously the imperial tent at a glance.

Wang Wenxiong and Qiao Renjie asked everyone to wait here, saying that the emperor would come later.

Of course, the invisible Xia Qingdai would not stay in there honestly, she walked out directly to watch.

Outside the imperial tent, a colorful carpet had been laid out, and some men, who were either guards or eunuchs, were busy. All of them had solemn faces and were very careful and cautious, not relaxing at all. This was truly a scene that no one else could match. I'm afraid that all the kings in Europe combined would not have such momentum.

Xia Qingdai wanted to follow the colorful carpet, but soon she could not move forward.

"Oh my god, my range of movement here is restricted!" Xia Qingdai whispered to herself, looking back, and just as she thought, the distance had shortened a lot.

Originally, after the power of faith was upgraded, she could now rely on Owen to refresh the wild map within a mile radius at any time, but in Wanshu Garden, the distance was compressed to only a hundred meters.

Is it because she is Chinese that the ancient emperors were also unlucky towards her?
After a while, the sound of drums and music could be heard from afar, extremely loud.

Xia Qingdai stood at the edge of the carpet and looked out with her eyes wide open. She could see nothing but fog, but the music in her ears was getting closer.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Qingdai finally saw an old man sitting in an uncovered sedan chair. This sedan chair was so large that Xia Qingdai couldn't find an adjective to describe it. There were at least fifty or sixty people carrying it.

There were many stewards in front of the carriage, holding flags, umbrellas, pennants and other items, and they marched along the way in a mighty manner.

Soon, Owen and others came out and waited not far from Xia Qingdai.

Everyone knelt on the spot, the British knelt on one knee, and the Qing people knelt on both knees and touched their heads to the ground.

The four great masters on TV traveled in a two-person sedan chair with two or three palace maids and eunuchs. It was simply not comparable to the scene before us. It was estimated that if the filming was to be based on the real scale, the cost of the extras alone would make the crew and investors kneel down.

It’s all the people’s hard-earned money!
Just think about it, the emperor had to spend so much manpower and resources just to move to another place, and even the common people in the capital had to abandon babies every day. The contrast was even more tragic than the world described by Du Fu's poems!

Xia Qingdai even wanted to overturn Qianlong's sedan chair and make him fall headfirst, so that you can stop showing off.

Xia Qingdai acted as soon as she thought of it, and indeed instantly recovered into a giant state and was ready to take action.

But when she looked down, there was a thick fog inside. She couldn't tell where she had just flown out from, let alone find Qianlong. She couldn't even hear any sound!

Maybe the creator of this aquascape box was afraid that whoever got it would change history too much, so he set up this obstacle?
"Depend on!"

I'm so angry!
Xia Qingdai couldn't help but curse, and knocked at the thick fog blindly as if to vent her anger, but was blocked by an inexplicable force. So she had to take two deep breaths and turned into a villain again to appear next to Owen.

Although she failed to break through Wanshu Garden's defense just now, it did have an impact on the people below.

Because as soon as she came over, she found that the clear sky above had darkened, and dark clouds suddenly covered the sky. Everyone seemed to be on fire and moved much faster.

When Xia Qingdai came down, she only saw the backs of a group of people entering the imperial tent, and she complained, "They left so fast."

When she looked up at the sky again, the dark clouds had gradually dispersed.

She didn't stay outside for long. She walked past a row of sharp-eyed guards with swords at the door and walked slowly into Qianlong's imperial tent.

Qianlong was sitting on the throne in the center of the room. Macartney climbed the stairs and presented him with a handwritten letter from the King of England.