The Qing Dynasty is about to end

Chapter 548 Natalia, the Russian Empire will end sooner or later!

Luo Yaoguo's eyes swept over Natalia's chest, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The corset worn under the jacket of the Tsar's cousin held up two white balls that were almost bursting through the clothes. Compared with Maria's pious and gentle nature, the Russian rose in front of him had thorns - and they were poisoned.

"We?" He extended his index finger and poked the two lumps of soft flesh through the silk fabric. He felt the firm and elastic touch at his fingertips. "When the Grand Duchess said 'we', did she mean the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and the Russian Empire?"

Natalia's face flushed red instantly, and her blue eyes widened. She had lived for almost twenty years, and she had never seen a man dare to poke her chest like this. "Of course..." She subconsciously took a half step back, and her Russian rolled tongue was tangled.

"Forget it then." Luo Yaoguo withdrew his hand regretfully, took a sip of the still hot coffee on the table, and said, "I am not interested in any business tied to the Romanov dynasty."

Natalia's fear overwhelmed her shame and anger. She looked at the "prophet" sipping his coffee and shook her head slightly, as if to say: This Romanov dynasty will end sooner or later!

"What do you mean, Your Highness?" She clutched the edge of her sable coat, her knuckles turning white.

Luo Yaoguo raised the bitter coffee in his hand, "The Russian Empire is a cup of bitter coffee that burns your mouth. It's hot and bitter. A little bit of it to refresh yourself is not bad." He pointed at Natalia with the hand that was not holding the coffee cup, "You are a small cup of black coffee in my Jingdezhen Doucai coffee cup, with a unique flavor. But the entire Russian Empire, if I may be frank, is a pool of boiling hot bitter coffee, hot and bitter. Anyone who drinks it knows! Alexander II is still holding on, still wants to reform, and still wants to enrich the country and strengthen the army. He wants to add sugar to a pool of bitter coffee to make it taste better. But he doesn't know that he is holding a large jar of Coptis chinensis in his hand, which will only make it more bitter and impossible to make it sweet! The Russian Empire is on the wrong path, it is hopeless and will be destroyed!"

A loud whistle roared from outside the window. It was the steam freighter that had just been launched by the Jiangnan Shipyard and was on sea trials. Although it was only a wooden ship with a displacement of less than 1,000 tons and could not be used on the battlefield, it could tow ten wooden boats to travel on the Yangtze River. It could generate huge economic benefits!

If the trial production of this wooden hulled ship is successful, then the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau will have a real flagship product that can create huge value for customers and will have the possibility of gradually growing and developing by relying on the market and civilian ships. And building civilian ships first and then building warships is a sustainable and healthy development!
"What price do you want?" Natalia bit her lower lip, and the amber necklace on her chest rose and fell with her breathing.

Luo Yaoguo put down his coffee cup and suddenly reached out to pinch her chin: "I want you." He stroked the woman's delicate skin with his thumb, "Not the Grand Duchess of Russia, but Natalia Romanova. Let's work together, a comprehensive, in-depth, no-dead-angle cooperation, not a cooperation between the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and the hopeless Russian Empire!"

The air in Dianchun Hall suddenly froze, making it almost hard to breathe.

“You’re crazy!” Natalia slapped his hand away angrily. “The Russian Empire has a territory of thousands of miles and a standing army of 800,000… and the Romanov dynasty is deeply loved by the people. How could it be destroyed!”

At the same time, in the white-walled building on the west side of the Jiangnan Arsenal, Huang Kuan was staring at the beggar in front of him. This Hunanese man named Huang Shiren was curled up on a bamboo couch, his trouser legs still stained with vomit.

"Give me another half bowl of Coptis chinensis soup," Huang Kuan instructed his assistant. On the coal stove in the corner, a dark brown liquid was boiling in a pottery jar - this was the berberine concentrate that had been purified for the tenth time.

Huang Shiren suddenly convulsed violently, and yellow turbid feces dripped from the cracks of the bamboo couch. The assistant pinched his nose and tried to hide, but was stopped by Dr. Huang, who shouted: "Hold him down! Record the interval between vomiting and diarrhea!"

This was a carefully designed experiment. A day ago, Huang Shiren swallowed stinky fish and shrimp, causing himself to vomit and have diarrhea. At this moment, his eyeballs bulged, his fingers dug into the bamboo strips, but he still managed to mutter: "Give me money... I said I'll pay you after the drug test..."

The sound of steamship whistles on the Huangpu River drifted from the window. Huang Kuan looked at the rows of steamships on the river. He wondered how many "piglets" were on board those ships heading to San Francisco. He suddenly remembered Luo Yaoguo's words: "The Industrial Revolution will kill people, but we can make people die less. If fewer people die, there will be many survivors. They will be everywhere!"

Yu Garden, Dianchun Hall.

Luo Yaoguo suddenly sneered: "You are right. Those Russian serfs do love the Tsar, but you Russians are not satisfied and immature! If you are not satisfied, you don't know the good of the Romanov dynasty. If you are immature, you will be arrogant and self-destructive. When you are arrogant, you will easily get involved in a war that you can't win at all. When you are self-destructive, you will casually abandon your own country. When they wake up, it is too late! In the end, they feel that the Romanov dynasty is still the best for the Russians, but what can they do? There is no going back!"

He smiled playfully, "Natalia, think about it, are there not many people like this around you? Eight out of ten Russian nobles are like this, right? Can such insects make Russia a good place? The nobles are like this, but what about the serfs below? They are lazy, stupid, and particularly aggressive. It's better not to give them freedom. If they are given freedom, they will definitely take the Tsar to the battlefield! Alexander II wants to reform the serfdom now, right? He will reform it. Well, to some extent, the more he reforms, the worse it gets!" At this point, Luo Yaoguo had already taken out the "Tongtian Mirror". Looking at Natalia, whose face turned pale after being fooled by him, he called her by her nickname, "Natasha, I have evidence of the demise of the Romanov dynasty here. Do you want to see it? After you've seen it, let's discuss together how to cheat Britain, France, and the United States, okay?"

Natalia looked at Luo Yaoguo's Xiaomi phone and her eyes widened: "This is..."

"Tongtian Mirror!" Luo Yaoguo swiped his finger, and a beautiful face appeared on the mirror. It was Grand Duchess Natalia herself!

Natalia, the "country bumpkin", was stunned. How did her "portrait" get into this famous mirror? Is this magic? Then with the help of magic, can the Russian Empire and the Romanov Dynasty be saved?
Thinking of this, Natalia looked at Luo Yaoguo with admiration: "Okay, I want to see how the Russian Empire and the Romanov Dynasty perished!"

"I'll show you!" Luo Yaoguo knew that this Russian woman would not give up so easily - the Romanovs were a bit stubborn, but Wu Chongyao had already told Luo Yaoguo about Natalia's situation. She was the real cousin of the Tsar. She was the one who personally brought 8 million gold rubles to Wu Chongyao to trade intelligence, and later she helped Luo Dagang contact Muravyov.

Just for these two reasons, Luo Yaoguo couldn't let Natalia go. If coaxing didn't work, he would have to use force.
In the pharmacy of Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau, Huang Shiren's convulsions gradually subsided. Huang Kuan pressed the stethoscope on his sunken abdomen, and the bowel sounds were no longer clear. It seemed that the effect of berberine was better than he thought!

"Give him the silver dollar, plus five more, so he can buy some clean clothes." Dr. Huang Kuan gave the instructions while wiping his hands with a piece of alcohol cotton - this was disinfection, which was said to prevent the spread of germs.

This is a "technology" that cannot be learned even at the University of Edinburgh. It was Luo Yaoguo who told the medical officers of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, and Professor Pasteur believed it was effective!
Huang Shiren cried and laughed as he clutched the thirty dollars in his hand. The money was enough for him to buy a lower-class ticket to San Francisco. As he staggered out of the gate of the Jiangnan Arsenal, he ran into a group of "piglets" with Arabic numerals on their clothes heading to the dock. A somewhat shabby-looking steamship was waiting for new passengers.

Huang Shiren held the heavy silver dollar tightly in his hand, took a step forward, and walked towards the pier and the New World!

When Natalia left Yu Garden, she was completely devastated. She leaned helplessly in the carriage, not knowing where her destination was. She just murmured, "Lebul October 1917! Is everything, everything really irreversible?"

Luo Yaoguo's words rang in her ears: "Your Great Russian Empire will end sooner or later. This is not even the fault of a certain tsar or dignitary. This is your fate. It will be the same if a new group of people comes to power."

Several secret agents from the secret hall carefully followed the four-wheeled western carriage belonging to Wu Jianzhang.
Nan Ben Inako stepped out of a donkey cart and stepped on the blue bricks of Heungnin Gate in Seoul. The soles of his shoes stepped on the blood plasma that had solidified into purple-red lumps. The gate tower that was still flying the Joseon king's flag three days ago was now filled with yellow and red Taiping Heavenly Kingdom flags. There were still swollen corpses floating in the moat, which had not been cleaned up and had begun to emit a stench.

"Stop, where did this Japanese woman come from?"

A boy soldier with a Henan accent stopped Daozi. He looked only 13 or 14 years old, carrying a shiny brown bass, with his chest and belly puffed out, looking very proud.

Daozi hurriedly handed over an ivory waist plaque. On one side of the ivory plaque were engraved the four seal characters "Heavenly Father's Blessing", and on the other side were the two characters "Divine Concubine".

The boy soldier could not read, but he recognized that the waist badge belonged to the high officials of the Heavenly Kingdom, and was immediately surprised. Daozi then spoke: "I am Nanben Daozi, the maid of the Heavenly King! May I ask where the Eastern King is?"

The boy hurriedly saluted and said, "It turns out to be Deputy Chief Nan. His Royal Highness the King of Dong is holding a celebration banquet in Changdeok Palace!"

(End of this chapter)