"We are Manchus. Isn't it normal for us to be on guard against the Han people?"

Yinzhi did not think there was anything wrong with this. The number of Manchus was so small that if the Han people were given the opportunity, the Qing Dynasty would become the second Yuan Dynasty.

He understood these principles a long time ago.

So in his opinion, it is right to be on guard against the Han people.

"So, tell me, compared to the people from the neighboring small countries, or even the more distant Western countries, who would you rather trust, the Han people or them?"

"Han people!"

Although Yinzhi didn't understand why Yinreng asked this, he gave his answer without hesitation.

There is an old Han Chinese saying that those who are not of my race must have different hearts. He agrees with this. Just seeing those white-skinned foreigners makes him feel uncomfortable, let alone trusting them.

But he had another secret in his heart that he didn't say out loud, which was that the Manchus had entered the pass for so long, and the Han people in the capital had been trained to be very obedient.

This is the main reason why he believes in the Han people.

Yinreng smiled sarcastically.

"Then why are those who drifted across the sea the emperor's guests of honor, while the Han people who live on the same land as the Manchus become the targets of our oppression and humiliation?"

"this……"

Yinzhi was speechless.

Yinreng ignored the thoughtful look on his face and continued to talk to himself,

"Those foreigners lived in government residences. Not only the Han Chinese, but even the Manchus couldn't stay there for long. This showed the old man's generosity and tolerance towards foreigners."

"But why?"

"The Manchus' food and shelter are provided by the Han people through taxation. It would be fine if the Manchus didn't feel grateful, but they are wary of the Han people like thieves. How is this different from repaying kindness with enmity?"

"Or..."

"Are the Manchus really so despicable?"

As soon as the word "despicable" was uttered, Yinzhi's face changed immediately.

"Yinreng, you..."

How can you say that about your own people?

He really wanted to blame Yinreng, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.

They had discussed this issue a long time ago, so he knew that in this matter, the Manchus were indeed like leeches sucking blood from the Han people.

But knowing is one thing, and admitting it is another.

He had been supported by the Han people for too long, and had long felt that the Han people, as inferior people, should support the Manchus.

Yinreng understood his thoughts as soon as he saw his expression and sneered.

"You've been leading troops for so long, and you've spent considerable time in both the Eight Banners Army and the Fujian Navy. Could you please tell me which you trust more, the Eight Banners Army or the Fujian Navy?"

Yinzhi opened his mouth and wanted to say that they were Eight Banners soldiers, but he really couldn't say it.

There are too many people with connections among the Eight Banners soldiers. Even if those people violate military discipline, they will not be punished in the end due to various obstacles.

Even if ordinary Eight Banners soldiers violated military discipline, they would not lose their lives, at most they would be beaten with a few boards.

So they are fearless.

It is different for the Han people. If they violate military discipline and no one pleads for them, it is common for them to lose their lives.

Therefore, the Han people are much more rule-abiding than the Manchus.

"Isn't this quite clear to you?"

Yinreng said this and walked towards the built side.

Yinzhi was left there in silence for a while, then resigned himself to his fate and went to arrange accommodation for the Eight Banners Army.

With Tash as an example, the remaining Eight Banners Army behaved well for a while.

But Yinreng was not the kind of person who would let people sit idle, so after the Eight Banners Army was reorganized, he incorporated these 500 people into the construction site.

Building furnaces, burning lime, and making steel are all physically demanding jobs that require people who have been well-nourished since childhood.

Of course, Yinreng was not a black-hearted coal boss. The treatment of the Eight Banners Army was the same as that of the Weihaiwei. They only had to do hard work for half a day every day, and the rest of the time was for training.

As for the injured Tash, Yinreng did not have so many requirements for him. After sending a military doctor to treat him, he let him lie on the bed to recuperate.

After three days of peace, one of the people with connections couldn't stand it anymore.

He couldn't accept the fact that he had to do dirty and tiring labor while training soldiers, so he simply picked up the red-hot iron block and threw it at the veteran who was leading him in the work.

The veteran's skin was burned over a large area on the spot.

When Yinreng learned about this, he was mixing the materials with the craftsmen who were smelting lime. He was so angry that he threw the shovel into the furnace.

He hurried to the steel furnace.

When Yinreng arrived, the old soldier was lying on a simple stretcher, wailing in pain, and the military doctor was cleaning his wounds.

Yinreng took a look and felt a surge of anger rising to his head.

"Who did this?! Stand up!"

The onlookers all looked at a well-proportioned young man.

Yinreng moved his gaze over and saw that he just lowered his head and said nothing. He had no intention of standing up, and there was no guilt on his face. His eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

"I'll say it again, whoever did this, come forward!"

Yinreng's cold expression startled the onlookers.

You have to know that Yinreng has rarely lost his temper since he came to Weihaiwei. When the news that Tash was beaten last time reached them, everyone thought it must be Tash's fault.

Otherwise, the prince, who is so good-tempered, would never be dragged out to be beaten with a stick.

Now that they saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince get angry with their own eyes, their fear only lasted for a few breaths before they were overwhelmed by the unfamiliar emotion and their eyes turned red.

No one knows that this is the bitterness they feel when they are wronged and have someone to support them.

Seeing this, the person who had committed the crime stood up with a stern face.

"It was the servant who did it."

"Why didn't you move when I asked you to come out just now?"

Yinreng stared at the man with cold eyes.

"The slave is afraid."

"Scared? How come I didn't see that you were scared?"

The offender fell silent again.

Yinreng laughed angrily.

He grabbed the man's collar, dragged him to kneel in front of the injured veteran, and pressed his head to make him look at the horrible wounds on the veteran's body.

"Why weren't you scared when you threw the iron lump at him?"

The perpetrator looked at the wound so close to him, and goose bumps quickly appeared all over his body. He was so scared that he closed his eyes instantly.

"Oh!"

"Someone, get him up!"

"yes."

Two strong men walked out of the crowd and lifted the man up, one on the left and one on the right.

They don't have a good impression of these people from the capital.

Yinreng loosened his hand and ordered,

"Give me a small piece of iron. I'll let him taste the burning sensation today!"

As soon as these words came out, the Eight Banners Army who were watching the excitement in the crowd suddenly became uneasy.

"Prince, no!"