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Chapter 561: The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom - A Heavenly Kingdom Dominating the Pacific Ocean! (Please subscribe and vote)

Late at night, British Consulate.

A yellowed world map was spread on the long oak table in the conference room of the British Consulate. The second Duke of Wellington knocked on the location of Hong Kong Island with his ivory pipe: "Hong Kong! As long as you are willing to hand over the New Testament to your spiritual sister Queen Victoria, Her Majesty the Queen can give Hong Kong to Your Highness in return." His tone suddenly became heavy: "Moreover, in today's world, except for Her Majesty the Queen, who is the reincarnation of the soul of Jesus' sister, who else has the power to protect the New Testament? The angel's curse must not work on the queen with a sacred soul and her empire, right?"

His words were translated into Mandarin Chinese with a Cantonese accent by the Director of Oriental Mystery Affairs of the British Magic Committee, Wen Xian. Now in the meeting room of the British Consulate, there were only the Second Duke of Wellington, Wen Xian and Feng Yunshan.

The Second Duke of Wellington and Bonham had already received a telegram from Prince Albert, asking them to immediately begin discussing with Feng Yunshan the ownership of the New Testament - the British Empire was determined to obtain it!
"My fifth sister is indeed the most suitable person to keep the New Testament," Feng Yunshan emphasized "my fifth sister", "but there is a Chinese proverb that brothers and sisters should settle accounts clearly! Isn't it too cheap to want to exchange Hong Kong for the British Empire's reputation of ruling the West?" He tapped the British Isles on the map with his pipe, "Little Britain will become the new Rome leading the world from now on!"

The wig of the second Duke of Wellington trembled slightly, and his eyes swept across the British Isles, which were isolated in the European continent on the map: "What exactly do you, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, want?"

"Taiping. The Pacific Ocean!" Feng Yunshan said word by word.

"The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. The Heavenly Kingdom of the Pacific?" Wellington II laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "That's impossible. You don't even have a decent navy!"

Feng Yunshan said: "You didn't have it before 1588, but God created a miracle! We don't have it now, but by 1888, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom will definitely have the sea power of the Pacific Ocean. This is destined! But our request is only a 'Pacific Heavenly Kingdom', and we will never seek hegemony over the Indian Ocean and the Atlantic Ocean - that belongs to Victoria and her descendants!"

"But the Queen also owns large territories in the Pacific!" The Second Duke of Wellington pointed out, "You will never get those territories. I mean never!"

"Oh," Feng Yunshan took a puff of his pipe, "Even the King of Wu couldn't predict what would happen a hundred years later, how could you predict forever?" He took out an enamel tobacco box - on the sky-blue box surface, there were twelve golden five-pointed stars arranged in a circle, "Duke, let me tell you this, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom will definitely rise to become the maritime hegemon of the Pacific in thirty years! But we will still not try to seize the British Empire's territory in the Pacific. It's not that we don't want to, but the British Empire will face huge challenges in the future due to the rising powers of the European continent and the New World! If the British Empire cannot cope with it, then we will naturally become the absolute master of the Pacific and share the world with the newly rising Western hegemony."

The Second Duke of Wellington puffed out smoke and said nothing.

Britain's world hegemony was not consolidated, and it could even be said to be quite reluctant, because the British mainland was too small, the population and resources were too limited, and it was also next to a European continent full of powerful countries - Russia was only the most powerful country on the European continent, but definitely not the strongest. France, Prussia, and Austria were no weaker than Russia.

Once there is a powerful country other than Britain that can dominate the European continent, Britain's world hegemony will be over.

This also meant that it was impossible for Britain to deploy most of its forces overseas, and it would be wishful thinking for it to compete with a rising Taiping Heavenly Kingdom for dominance in the Pacific in the future.

"We can sign a Sino-British Alliance Treaty," Feng Yunshan stroked the enamel tobacco box with the "European Union pattern" given to him by Luo Yaoguo, "The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom will be Britain's ally and work with Britain to manage order in the Pacific, just like the Taiping Army is now fighting side by side with the British Army in the New World to resist Russian aggression!"

"Is there only one Sino-British Treaty of Alliance?" asked the Second Duke of Wellington.

Feng Yunshan smiled and said, "I have three more small requests." He held up three fingers, "First, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom leases the Tianwang City area located in the British Hudson's Bay Company's territory; second, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom replaces Russia as one of the protectorates of the Kingdom of Hawaii; third, all the tea trees of the Assam Company must be cut down!"

"No way!" The second Duke of Wellington pounded his fist on the oak table. "The British Empire cannot give up an inch of its rights on the west coast of North America."

After a long silence, the second Duke of Wellington took a puff of cigarette and said: "Hong Kong can be transferred, Hawaii can be negotiated, and you can also get the whole of Alaska. As for the Indian tea tree, this is a business worth millions of pounds!"

Feng Yunshan was playing with the tobacco box in his hand - inside was a copy of "The Book of the Minor Prophets", which predicted the Indian anti-British uprising from 1857 to 1859!
"Duke, how about this," Feng Yunshan said, "We can slowly discuss the Indian tea trees and the Tianwangcheng concession. Maybe by 1857 or 1858, we can reach an agreement!"

"1857, 1858?" The Second Duke of Wellington looked at Feng Yunshan. "What will happen then?"

Feng Yunshan laughed and said, "As long as the Queen agrees to cut down the Indian tea trees and rent the Tianwang City to me, I will tell her."

Military jackets were scattered on the Persian carpet in the French Consulate's bedroom. Prince Napoleon ran his fingers over the whip marks on Rinko's back: "These scars."

"It's a stairway to heaven." Rinko wrapped in a silk sheet walked to the oak globe, her fingertips tracing from Sakhalin Island to San Francisco, "We need the gold of the New World to build a paradise in the Pacific, and you" she turned around suddenly, the sheet slipped off to reveal the cross mark between her collarbones, "need the loyalty of the French Guards." The prince grabbed the military map next to the pillow. The Crimean topographic map was marked with red and blue arrows: "Unless I can capture this damn fortress, I will never be loved by the French soldiers. But I am not that great emperor!"

"As long as you have the New Testament, you can use its power to take down the Sevastopol Fortress," Rinko said, "In 1857, of course!"

The moonlight shone through the lace curtains onto Rinko's petite and well-proportioned body. The prince suddenly grabbed her wrist and said, "Can I really get the version? Aren't you going to sell it to the British?"

Rinko whispered, "We need a European power. The emperor of this European power will be crowned in the Palace of Versailles!"

Prince Napoleon breathed hard: "That's me!"

Rinko leaned against Prince Napoleon's chest: "Who else could it be except you? So I will give you the real covenant."

"The real version of the contract?" Prince Napoleon's pupils shrank, "Is there another one?"

Rinko covered the prince's mouth: "Stop talking." She raised her hand and pointed to the sky, "He's listening!"

Prince Napoleon immediately broke out in a sweat.

Rinko added: "And my eighth uncle, Prince Ji, is the reincarnation of a battle angel, destined to be the greatest soldier of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, and Sevastopol is where he became famous! And the ruins of the Sevastopol Fortress are also the stepping stone for you to become the great Napoleon IV! As for your sins, I will atone for you!"

The stone walls of the secret room of the Governor's Palace in Jerusalem exuded an ancient atmosphere. Mehmet Pasha locked the iron door and lit the oil lamp with the candle in his hand: "Don't let anyone get the New Testament. It will only bring destruction and disaster!"

"That's right! Without the Testament, Christianity has spread all over the world!" Cyril II sat down on an old wooden chair, "and the Tsar would never allow it."

As an Orthodox patriarch, he certainly served the Tsar, or rather, he served the Tsar's gold rubles!
However, Mehmed Pasha, the sworn enemy of the Tsar and confidant of the Ottoman Sultan, now found common interests with the Tsar's slaves - there are no eternal friends in Europe, and the same is true in the Middle East!

Patriarch Valegra also sat down at the quaint long table: "Pasha, Patriarch, the Pope will not allow the Queen of the Anglican Church to get the New Testament. But what can we do now? Can the Tsar and the Sultan stop this meaningless war and face the crisis caused by the New Testament together?"

Of course not!
Mehmed Pasha and Vasily II glanced at each other.

"How about blowing up the entrance to the Temple Mount Underground Palace?" Archbishop Doria suggested, "Although this won't stop them from going in forever, it will at least delay them for a while."

"It's easy!" Patriarch Valegla turned around and looked at Mohammed Pasha.

Mohammed Pasha was frightened by their gazes: "No, this is impossible!" He shook his head, "The Duke of Wellington of Britain and Prince Napoleon of France have come to Jerusalem. They did not come alone, they were all escorted by troops. Feng Yunshan also brought a battalion of Taiping troops. In addition, there are 20,000 to 30,000 Taiping troops stationed in Egypt!"

Archbishop Doria drummed his fingers on the table. "I heard that in recent years many Jews from Europe have settled near Jerusalem, and they call this their promised land. Pasha, do you have any Jewish friends you can trust?"

"Of course, otherwise how could they..." Mohammed suddenly thought of something, "Archbishop, what do you mean..."

Archbishop Doria shrugged. "I don't think the Jews would want anyone to take the treasures left by Jesus from the cave under the ancient Jewish temple. Isn't it normal for them to do something?"

(End of this chapter)