The Qing Dynasty is about to end

Chapter 792 You are against the Yellow Peril, I am against colonialism, we both have a bright future

Buckingham Palace, London, UK.

Queen Victoria's fingers traced the vast expanse of blue Pacific Ocean on the globe. Prince Albert stood behind her, holding several copies of telegrams that had just been received - from the French Emperor, the two American presidents (one in the north and one in the south), the Tsar of Russia, the Ottoman Sultan, and the fat pig-like Isabella II of Spain. They all expressed support for the British Empire's efforts to curb the expansion of the "yellow peril".

Queen Isabella II of Spain also expressed that Spain was willing to organize a new Invincible Fleet to fight alongside the British Royal Navy, but now it was just short of a few million pounds to buy ships.
Alexander II pointed out to Queen Victoria that the Turks were Turks, the "whitened" yellow race! The yellow race invaded Europe 400 years ago, and we white people must unite and drive the yellow peril out of Europe together!
The Sultan of the Ottoman Empire said: Although Russians look white, they are all Mongolians! The Mongols had the "right of first night" in the Russian states, and left behind countless evil offspring! Therefore, the yellow race dyed the Russian states yellow 600 years ago. Queen, you must beware of these "white Mongolians" with "white skin and yellow heart"!

In short, the British Empire has friends all over the world!

It just looks a bit sinister.
At this time, dusk was falling in London outside the window, and the gas lamps of Buckingham Palace cast their shadows on a screen donated by the Kingdom of Korea, which contained a world map of the territory of the British Empire.

"Your Majesty," Viscount Palmerston's old voice came from outside the open carved wooden door, "The Admiralty has just sent us the latest intelligence on the Bay of Callao."

The Queen nodded slightly, and the attendant immediately made a "please" gesture. Then the Prime Minister, the Foreign Secretary, and the Admiral filed in, their leather heels knocking on the marble floor. Behind them, two Royal Guards carried an oak box with a copper rim, and a piece of paper with the words "Top Secret" was pasted on the lid.

"Your Majesty, these photos were sent back to London from Chile by our 'Racer'. It just arrived this morning." The Secretary of the Navy Somerset opened the lid, took out a stack of photos and spread them on the conference table. "This is the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's 'Xi'an' ironclad ship, and there are still armor fragments of the Spanish 'Numancia' hanging on its ram." In the photo, the scarred giant ship was facing the muzzle of the British 'Warrior', and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's military flag hanging on the mast was fluttering in the wind.

Prince Albert picked up a photo, and the gray-blue eyes behind his monocle shrank slightly: "Twin-mounted rotating turrets? When did the Chinese master this technology? In addition, this ship seems to have been hit by a lot of shells. It didn't suffer serious damage?"

"No," Palmerston pulled out a list from his pocket, "They bought the patent for the 'steel-iron' composite armor. Two years ago, they imported five of the latest rolling mills from Glasgow, and bought 1,800 tons of special steel from Birmingham—using a letter of credit opened by a New York bank."

British Finance Minister Glaister said: "Your Majesty, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom is now our largest trading partner. If we include those 'small kingdoms', the trade volume between the two sides is astonishingly large! The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and those 'small kingdoms' imported 80 million pounds of goods from the empire and its territories last year, including machinery, steel, ships, woolen cloth, clocks, etc., mainly industrial products. And they exported 83 million pounds of products to us, mainly silk, tea, coptis, sugar, spices, palm oil, etc., mainly raw materials. If the trade between the two sides is cleared, we will suffer huge losses!"

British Foreign Secretary Russell added: "Your Majesty, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and its vassal states have seen a sharp increase in demand for British products in recent years, and the export of raw materials has also increased dramatically. In particular, the production and market of those 'little kingdoms' in Southeast Asia that were controlled by the True Covenant faction and introduced a large number of Chinese immigrants are growing at an unimaginable rate. British businessmen have made huge profits from this!"

Queen Victoria paused her fingertips on the globe, right on the coastline of Chile: "So what you mean is that we can't fight, but we have to fight?"

"Your Majesty, you are so wise," Palmerston nodded. "We really can't fight! If we fight, we won't be able to make money. Not only will Britain lose 80 million pounds of direct exports a year, but the raw materials purchased from the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom will be processed into products worth hundreds of millions of pounds! There are almost no alternative sources for silk and coptis root. If we lose them, the empire's textile and pharmaceutical industries will suffer a heavy blow! In addition, we also need Chinese workers in Australia's gold mines and urban construction."

Prince Albert said coldly: "But we can no longer sit idly by and watch their endless expansion. The Chinese have already reached South America!" He pointed to the coastline of Chile and Peru on the map, "There are 6 to 7 million pounds worth of guano and saltpeter produced there every year. Those are strategic resources! We must keep those resources firmly in our hands!"

Palmerston smiled and asked, "I think His Royal Highness wants to keep the rich resources of South America firmly in the hands of the British Empire!"

The Queen's eyes lit up. She understood what the old Prime Minister and her husband were talking about. Although Peruvian guano and Chilean saltpeter were also exported to Britain in large quantities in the past. British companies also participated in the development of Chilean saltpeter mines. But Britain did not turn Peru and Chile into its protectorates. First, the Monroe Doctrine of the United States was at work; second, the two countries themselves did not want to have another "British father" above them - they were originally Spanish children, and they had finally driven Spain away under the banner of anti-colonialism, but now another "British father" came. Wouldn't this anti-colonialism be in vain?
But the situation is different now. Now there is the "Yellow Peril"! The True Inca faction has a wild way. In Peru, they really distributed land - this is really anti-colonial! Although they themselves are also colonizing, the Inca farmers in the Inca Paradise can really get land!
How could the anti-colonial colonists in South America not be afraid? In most South American countries, they are a minority. Without a "foreign father", how could they resist the "yellow peril" from outside and suppress the Inca from within?

So now is the British Empire’s chance!
"In addition to resources, there are also waterways and potential shipping nodes!" Admiral Somerset added, "The Isthmus of Panama and Nicaragua controlled by the Republic of Colombia have considerable strategic value. We may consider placing these two countries under the protection of the British Empire and starting to build a canal connecting the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans. Once this canal is built, the Royal Navy will be able to travel between the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans very conveniently."

Victoria frowned: "It will take a lot of labor to dig such a large canal, right?" Upon hearing this, the British Prime Minister turned his attention to the screen presented by Yang Xiuqing: "Your Majesty, if the Kingdom of Korea can provide Japanese coolies, the construction of the Nicaragua Canal will become possible, and the cost will be greatly reduced. In addition, the remittances from Japanese workers will greatly increase the financial resources of the Kingdom of Korea to purchase our machinery and equipment, killing two birds with one stone!"

Victoria nodded: "So, should we fight or make peace with the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom?"

Prince Albert laughed and said, "We definitely can't fight! How can we make money if we fight? If we fight, Chile, Colombia, and Nicaragua won't need our protection! Only in the name of fighting the Yellow Peril can we turn these countries into protectorates of our British Empire one by one!"

Victoria laughed. “Dear Albert, do you mean that we are going to make more money in the name of fighting the Yellow Peril?”

Tianjing, Prime Minister's Office.

Luo Yaoguo stood in front of a huge map of the South China Sea, tapping his finger heavily on the location of the Bay of Callao, and sneered: "The British shout 'anti-yellow peril' and have their fleet stationed in the Bay of Callao, but none of their merchant ships are running to our side!"

"Ninth brother, the London Times is still calling us the 'yellow peril'." Feng Yunshan coughed twice, a hint of sarcasm appearing on his pale face, "But their merchants are eager for us to buy more of their machinery and steel."

"Aren't they trying to fight against the Yellow Peril?" Luo Yaoguo sneered, "Then let's help them fight against it more thoroughly!"

He turned around abruptly and glanced at the meeting members: "The British want to use the guise of the 'yellow peril' to turn Chile, Colombia, and Nicaragua into their protectorates? Then we will follow their example!"

"Your Highness, you don't want to rebel against the White Disaster, do you?" Maria, the deputy leader of the True Covenant faction, blinked her blue eyes and asked Prime Minister Luo.

Luo Yaoguo glared at her and said: Be serious during working hours!
"We are against colonialism!" Luo Yaoguo had already prepared a plan. "The British used the name of fighting against the 'yellow peril' to make money, and we use the name of 'anti-colonialism' to make money!"

Xiao Chaogui asked: "Prime Minister, what anti-colonial law do you plan to implement?"

Luo Yaoguo said sternly: "It's time to make some moves in Borneo! Tell Luo Zhonghua to have his Lan Fang army take over Borneo immediately, drive out the running dogs of the Dutch colonists, and establish the 'Lan Fang Heavenly Kingdom'!"

"The Spanish have been dominating Luzon for three hundred years. It's time to end it!" Luo Yaoguo pointed his finger at Manila. "The Spanish Armada has been destroyed. Now it's time to establish the Luzon Heavenly Kingdom!"

"And... Siam! Isn't the King of Siam's surname Zheng? He is also a yellow race. He is also part of the Yellow Peril that the British want to fight against!" Luo Yaoguo narrowed his eyes, "Send a fleet into the Gulf of Siam to help him 'fight against colonialism'!"

"Also, it's time to form the 'Guangnan Corps'. Guangnan Province has been occupied for so many years, and now it is occupied by the remnants of the Qing Dynasty," Luo Yaoguo sneered. "The remnants of the Qing Dynasty and the British colonists are colluding together, which poses a great threat to us yellow people. I believe that the King of Annan also wants us to send troops to protect it!"

(End of this chapter)