The Qing Dynasty is about to end

Chapter 799: Xianfeng: Is the President a special kind?

In the meeting room of the Governor's Palace in Denver, twelve copper kerosene lamps illuminated the long oak table. Xianfeng's gray woolen military uniform was open at the collar, and his fingers tapped heavily on the sheepskin map of the twelve western states in his mind - the western United States now only had three "yellow states" of California, Oregon, and Washington, but with the influx of Chinese and Xianfeng's bringing hundreds of thousands of people from east of the Mississippi River to the west last year, and the True Testament Archbishop Amurfoye "ferrying" many prairie Indians, more and more territories met the conditions for statehood.

Of course, the prerequisite is that the “black, red and yellow” races must have American citizenship!

Xianfeng has already figured out the accounts these days. If the "black, red and yellow" races in the West all have citizenship, the influence of the True Contract Party will be able to cover the twelve western states!
Twelve states. Not three states! Three states only have six senators, but twelve states have twenty-four senators! Although they don't have a majority, as long as they take some measures, such as using political donations to manipulate elections, and maintain the long-term confrontation between the Republicans and the Democrats, the twelve western states can become a force that influences the direction of American politics!
It is only a matter of time before the United States elects a "black, red, and yellow" president.
"General Han, you came from California, so you must have witnessed the 1864 U.S. presidential election, right?" Xianfeng suddenly turned around and squinted his triangular eyes at Han Yulin. "Lincoln gave a lot of benefits for the dozen electoral votes from California, Oregon, and Washington, right?"

The commander of the First Black Division, Zenk O'Hara, grinned, revealing his white teeth: "Your Excellency the Governor is right. In America, state power and vote boxes are supreme. Whoever can control the vote box of a state can have his way with everything he wants!"

Su Shun, who was then the president of the Colorado local senate, smiled and held out a copy of the Colorado Election Charter and placed it in front of Han Yulin: "General Han, take a look. The 'parents' of America are not appointed by the court, but are elected by the people with their votes - not only the governor, mayor, and county magistrate must be elected, but also the legislators, judges, and prosecutors who enforce the law must be elected! In other words, whoever can control a state's ballot box controls the administration, judiciary, and legislation of that state, and has absolute power! For example, in Colorado, I am the speaker, General Zhao is the governor, and General Zeng is the chief justice!"

"There are more than that." Zeng Jia Linshu, the Colorado local judge, stroked his white beard and said proudly, "Even education and local public offices are in our hands!" As he said that, he took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Han Yulin, "General Han, take a look at this!"

"Letter of recommendation" Han Yulin frowned, "This is..."

Lin Shu smiled and said, "This is a letter of recommendation from Denver City High School! The United States is different from the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. It doesn't care much about exams. Letters of recommendation are needed for studying and becoming an official, just like the recommendation system before the imperial examination. Colorado doesn't have a university yet, only the high school. If there is a university in the future, you will need our letter of recommendation to go to university!"

Han Yulin opened the recommendation letter written by Lin Shu in the name of "Colorado Chief Justice Smith Zengda" and read it. The person recommended was the son of a gold mine owner. It was said that this child was gifted and had extraordinary leadership skills, and was a rare good student.
"General Han," Xianfeng's voice suddenly lowered, "It seems that the same rule applies in California, right? I heard that the Stanford family has set up a university, and Archbishop Hong recommended the young master to join?"

Han Yulin nodded: "In addition to the Young Master Archbishop and the Governor, Speaker, Chief Justice, Federal Senator, Federal Representative and Militia Commander of California, I have also recommended many people to go to college!"

When saying this, Han Yulin suddenly realized that the power he possessed in California was much greater than that in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom - although it was not impossible for the kings of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom to arrange for someone to study at Taiping University. After all, they were the "rules themselves"!

However, Han Yulin knew that the kings did not have many places, and the marquises under them could not recommend people to go to college. At most, they could recommend a few to junior colleges. The proportion of people going to college through the college entrance examination in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom has always been maintained at 80% to 90%.

As for the "quota" for military academies, they are more open, but the price is that you have to enter a military academy for teenagers to receive formative education after graduating from elementary school!
As for the provincial governors, directors, and general managers of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, they certainly had some public positions, but it was too much to recommend people to attend Taiping University. At most, they could recommend a few people to study at the provincial college.
In California, a militia commander like Han Yulin can not only recommend others to go to college, but can even directly recommend others to get public office in the affairs system. Although those public offices are "unofficial", there are also good things about "unofficial" public offices, and they can be changed to business at any time. In the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, even the assets of the small treasury of the kings' palaces have been changed into "Royal Palace Funds" in the past two years, and are under the supervision of the Kings' Conference, the Prime Minister's Office, and the National People's Conference. Although the kings can still extract large sums of money from it every year to squander, it still can't be compared with the United States.
Suddenly, Han Yulin felt that being an American seemed pretty cool! Especially being a real American master!

Xianfeng saw the change in Han Yulin's face and understood his thoughts, so he smiled and said, "It is better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone. The three states on the west coast still have too few top families in the United States! Moreover, there are only six federal senators in the three states, and the voice in Congress is not enough. If things go wrong, the white people in the east will be slaughtered like fat pigs. To be more stable, we must at least control twelve states. Twelve states advance and retreat together, and there are twenty-four votes in the Senate. Who dares to touch us? It is not impossible for us to compete for the White House in the future!"

"Aim for the White House." Han Yulin took a deep breath and said, "Governor Zhao, you really have great ambitions, but will the white people in the east agree to the twelve western states' joint efforts? What if..."

"What if?" Xianfeng slammed the table. "Han Yulin! Where did your energy to attack the Petropavlovsk Fortress go? The white people in the East, huh, did they give us the three states on the West Coast because they were kind? That was earned through fighting!"

Denver Mayor O'Hara suddenly tapped his pipe on the corner of the table and reminded: "Lincoln's Northern Army is still fighting with Davis' Southern Army! Wait until they have time."

"So we have to act now!" Xianfeng stood up suddenly, his boots stomping on the floor. He grabbed a stack of yellowed telegrams and threw them on the table: "Look carefully! Korean mercenaries and European mercenaries have come to help Lincoln, and the ironclad ships of the Northern Army are blockading the ports in the South. The South is getting more and more difficult. If the three races of the 'black, red and yellow' in the West don't quickly unite to increase the number of states, when the foreigners are done fighting, we won't even be able to be yellow jackets!"

Han Yulin frowned and tapped the table with his fingers: "Governor Zhao, I understand what you mean. We have already established a firm foothold in California, Washington, Oregon and Nevada, and Lincoln has also agreed to establish Nevada as a state. If we expand rashly, will it be..."

"What will happen?" Xianfeng sneered, "General Han, do you think four states are enough? The four states only have eight votes in the Senate. Lincoln can pass a more stringent Chinese Exclusion Act by simply winning over a few eastern states! By then, all your shops, mines, and railways in California will be swallowed up by foreigners!"

Han Yulin was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "This matter is of great importance. I need to ask the Archbishop for instructions." Xianfeng narrowed his eyes, "Ask for instructions? General Han, the opportunity is fleeting! Lincoln is now being held back by the South, and the federal army has no time to look west. This is the best time for us to expand! First, occupy the land, build up the name of the state, and then work together to negotiate with the North and the South. No matter what, we have to create a fait accompli!"

Xianfeng asked Zeng Ke to take the map and spread it out on the oak table, then pointed to the territories on it and said: "The yellow flag occupies California, Washington, Oregon, and Nevada; the black flag controls Colorado, Wyoming, Arizona, and Idaho; the red flag controls Montana, Oklahoma, and New Mexico; the white flag leaves Utah as a cover for the Mormons."

He suddenly slammed his fist on Washington DC: "When the twelve states have 24 seats in the Senate, when the young master grows up, he will be a governor or a senator, and he may even elect the president of the United States!" He sneered, "Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers of different species? Is the president of different species?"

Han Yulin was silent for a long time, and finally spoke: "Governor Zhao, I must consult the Archbishop on this matter."

Xianfeng stared at him, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "Okay, go and ask for instructions. But time waits for no one, and my people will not just sit there and wait."

Three days later, Han Yulin's carriage left Denver and headed east back to California.

Xianfeng stood on the city wall, watching the convoy go away, with a sneer on his face.

"Zeng Ke!" he suddenly shouted.

The black division commander immediately stepped forward and said, "Governor!"

"Pass the order down, the Black 1st Division will march immediately to Wyoming!"

"Tom!"

"exist!"

"Your Black Knight Brigade, target New Mexico!"

Zeng Ke hesitated for a moment: "Governor, aren't you waiting for General Han's reply?"

Xianfeng sneered: "Wait? Is America's kingdom waiting for you? Send a message to the whole army - within a month, I want to see our 'black, red and yellow' flags planted all over the land of Wyoming and New Mexico!"

Han Yulin's carriage bumped along the rugged mountain road of the Rocky Mountains. He opened the curtains and looked back in the direction of Denver, only to see the dust flying in the distance and the Black Flag Army marching towards Wyoming.

"Sir, Governor Zhao is going to go alone..." the adjutant whispered.

Han Yulin sighed and slowly closed the curtains.

"Speed ​​up, go back to California."

(End of this chapter)