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Chapter 667 How will India have a revolution? How will the United States have a civil war? (Please subscribe and vote)
"China has 3000 million people, India has 600 million." The Queen spoke Chinese very stiffly, but her face was extremely firm, even a little sacred. "Together they account for more than half of the world's population." She suddenly switched to curry-flavored English. "And Britain has only 3000 million people, 7 million of whom are Irish. If China and India unite, how can million people fight against million people?"

Bai Siwen shook his head and said, "What's the use of having more people? Indians are so poor, so many of them starve to death every year, and they dare not resist!"

"But our princes are ten times richer than the British nobles!" said the Queen of Jhansi. "As for starving to death." She suddenly switched to Chinese. "I heard there is an old Chinese saying: Losing one's chastity is a big deal, starving to death is a small matter!"

Bai Siwen snorted, "It's just talk!"

The Queen of Jhansi turned to Bai Siwen and said, "In India, we are serious about starving to death and jumping into the fire to be buried alive. Those untouchables are willing to starve to death for their happiness in the afterlife! And I am also willing to jump into the fire to follow my late husband! But the British have deprived me of the right to be buried alive. This is persecution against me!"

"Ah" Faced with an unreasonable Indian queen, even the eloquent Moore was speechless.

Not allowing the Queen of Jhansi to jump into the fire and burn to death is also persecution. Is this a violation of human rights?

Before Moore could think of a reply, Frederick interrupted: "Queen, the Governor-General of India has realized this mistake and he will soon issue an order to allow the burning of widows! Do you want to jump into the fire?"

Queen Jhansi turned her head and looked at King Yi Shi Dakai with her big watery eyes: "Your Highness King Yi, I am your prisoner, my life belongs to you, if you allow me to throw myself into the fire, I will be very grateful!"

"No!" Shi Dakai said firmly, "Pa Yi, I won't allow you to jump into the fire and burn to death."

"I obey your orders." The queen's voice suddenly became soft. "If you change your mind and decide to execute me, I hope to jump into the fire so that my soul can ascend to heaven and be with my husband forever." She turned to look at Moore. "Master Karl, they say you came from heaven. Can you tell me what heaven looks like?"

What Queen Jhansi said sounded like the truth, but Shi Dakai was speechless - it was obvious that this was not the first time he had heard her say this.

Moore smiled bitterly and said, "You should ask King Luo Wu himself about the matters in the sky!"

Zhan Xi looked at Shi Dakai again: "Your Highness Prince Yi, can I meet Prince Luo Wu himself?"

Shi Dakai nodded and said, "I can take you back to China, but King Luo Wu will not believe your talk of 'Sino-Indian alliance'!"

"Why not?" The Queen walked back and forth on the carpet, the golden bells on her ankles jingling. "Does he know how much wealth Britain has plundered from India? Thirty million pounds a year! Enough to arm ten Taiping Heavenly Kingdoms!" She suddenly lowered her voice. "If India becomes independent, Britain will become a second-rate country, as pitiful as Portugal."

Friedrich quickly calculated: "30 million pounds is equivalent to more than 100 million Taiping silver dollars, which is indeed more than the annual income of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom."

"So how do you want to cooperate?" Bai Siwen asked.

The queen's eyes lit up. She clapped her hands and asked the servant to bring a map. The border of India was outlined in red on the parchment. "I will persuade a hundred princes to revolt," she ran her finger across the map. "We have muskets and cannons. The Taiping Army only needs to provide picric acid bombs and instructors."

Shi Dakai suddenly laughed: "Queen, you are my captive yourself, and you still want to convince a hundred princes?"

"You only captured my body," the queen raised her chin, "my soul will always belong to Jhansi."

Shi Dakai said with a smile: "Okay, I can take you to Tianjing to see King Luo Wu. He is a prophet who knows the future of India. But you must believe him! If he tells you that India will never be free from British rule, you should..."

The queen flirted with Shi Dakai and said, "I will be your captive forever!"

"It's a deal!" Shi Dakai nodded with a smile, and then said to Moore and Friedrich, "Two Heavenly Masters, how about we set off tomorrow?"

In the fireplace of the Oval Office of the White House, pine wood crackled. President Buchanan used a silver paper cutter to remove the wax on the envelope. The words on the parchment made him frown. "Washington State wants to keep slaves?" He looked up at McMullen, "Is it black slaves or Chinese slaves?"

Senator Davis, sitting in a mahogany chair, laughed when he heard the president's question: "Mr. President, the point is not about slavery, but about states' rights. Those Chinese don't know how to keep slaves!"

McMullen nodded and said, "The senator is right. Chinese farmers on the West Coast only have 20-30 acres of land. They don't need slaves at all. They can farm by themselves. And they farm very well! Every one of them, I mean every one of them, when they own 20 acres of land, they are more capable, hardworking and frugal than any black slave! If we only calculate the income per acre of the small farms they run, it is much higher than our farms in the South!" George Jones, the leader of the House of Representatives, was confused, so he leaned over to look at the documents, his beard almost sticking to the president's face. "Oh my God," he exclaimed, "They also say that mixed yellow and white bloods are considered white! Isn't this their real purpose? The Republicans in the North will be mad at them! Those people even want to send all the blacks back to Africa, so how can they accept the Chinese to steal the jobs of those lazy white workers?"

There was the sound of a carriage outside the window, and Buchanan walked to the window. On Pennsylvania Avenue, several abolitionists were handing out leaflets, and the police in blue uniforms were watching lazily. "This will cause a small civil war," the president sighed, "the abolitionists in the north and the so-called slaveholders in the northwest will fight in Washington Territory."

"Then let them fight!" Davis suddenly slammed the table and pointed to the west. "If the Yankees can't even beat the Chinese, how can they talk about liberating the slaves? Can they beat us?"

The President of the United States glared at Davis, a radical slaveholder, and said, "There are more than 2000 million free people in the North!"

George Jones from Alabama frowned and said, "Can those Chinese defeat the northern thugs?"

Governor McMullen took a sip of whiskey. "The Chinese are very good at fighting in Washington Territory," he said, sipping his drink. "I saw with my own eyes thirty Chinese miners fighting off three hundred Comanche warriors with 1841 rifled rifles!"

"They all have guns?" The US President frowned.

"That's the West!" McMullen said, "Guns are a necessity. Now, all 30 Chinese in the West carry guns!"

George Jones took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead. "30. That's a lot? The Republicans will definitely push for the Chinese Exclusion Act," he said in a trembling voice, "They will say it's to prevent the spread of slavery."

The firelight from the fireplace flickered in Buchanan's eyes. He suddenly asked, "Do those Chinese really know how to use guns?"

"Better than the factory owners in the north." McMullen grinned, revealing his gold teeth. "Don't forget that many veterans of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom moved to the New World after the siege of the Petropavlovsk Fortress on the Kamchatka Peninsula! There is a Tianwang City in the British colony north of Washington Territory, which was built by these Taiping Army veterans."

Davis walked up to the president and lowered his voice to a very low voice: "James, the election of 1860. The South needs this little war." He drew a line on the window glass with his finger, "Let the Northerners bleed in the Rocky Mountains, and they will have no energy to care about the Missouri Compromise line."

Outside the window, an abolitionist was giving a speech, and the crowd cheered. Buchanan suddenly drew the curtains. "If the Chinese Exclusion Act passes," he turned to McMullen, "can the Washington leadership withstand it?"

McMullen shook his glass. "Mr. President, do you know how the Chinese describe desperate situations?" He imitated the pronunciation of Chinese, "Break the cauldron and sink the boat." Then he switched to English, "It means to cut off all escape routes, put yourself in a desperate situation where you will perish if you don't win, and fight to the death. Do you think those abolitionist thugs in the North would have such determination?"

The American president's pupils shrank: "Will those Chinese occupy the West Coast and demand independence?"

Davis shrugged. "Not during your term. If a Republican becomes president, that's hard to say."

"Bishop, what exactly do the True Covenantists want to do?"

At the O'Connor Estate in Washington, Senator Thomas Murphy from Oregon was holding the Washington State County Draft given to him by Emperor Xianfeng, with cold sweat on his forehead.

Thomas Murphy, like O'Connor, was an Irish immigrant. He also married a Japanese wife who was a true believer in the New York Times. He also struck gold with the support of the New York Times and was elected to the Senate. However, he was elected to the newly established Oregon State Senate. He was also a Republican, so he formed a small Republican Western Caucus with O'Connor and several Republican congressmen who were true believers in the New York Times (from California and Oregon).

However, even if the congressmen supported by the True Contract faction were included, the state constitution of Washington State would not be passed by the House of Representatives - what Xianfeng could do for the True Contract faction was to have the state constitution passed in the Senate first. As for the House of Representatives, no matter how you calculated it, it would be at least 30 votes short, and it would be impossible for it to pass.

Therefore, once this "Washington State Constitution" is submitted to Congress, it is likely to anger the Northern Republicans. Although the Northern Republicans may not necessarily win seats in the three western states (territories) of the United States, they have always regarded these three states (territories) as free states or territories.

The Chinese True Protestants came up with a "slavery" state constitution, which was clearly a challenge to the Republican Party, the northern free states, and those northern white supremacists.

"The True Treaty faction wants a small civil war!" Xianfeng sneered.

(End of this chapter)