There were talented young men, a few socially adept spoiled rich kids, and also a few shamans, lamas, and Taoist priests...
To make things easier, the group used the guise of religion.
They benefited from it but felt they couldn't be like them.
They even want to be unique and set a benchmark for themselves.
After all, the spirits attached to shamans can see the past and future, Taoist priests are skilled in divination using the I Ching and the Eight Trigrams, and lamas are adept at exorcising evil spirits, praying for blessings, and discussing past and present lives...
Then there are a few young people who are good at performing and deceiving, while also showing off the superiority of their Great Qing Dynasty.
So, by sheer chance, a few people started a nation under the guise of religion.
Yongqi himself had witnessed birth, aging, sickness, and death, and had seen both prosperous and tragic circumstances in various places.
Only he knows what he truly feels!
In his eyes, everything is a microcosm of history.
Countless glories and tragedies, periods of prosperity and decline.
Therefore, he became increasingly indifferent.
He is very eloquent and fluent when he debates with those who come to him due to cultural shock.
Of course, unsurprisingly, it angered people.
More people are coming from various churches.
So, one of Yongqi's junior officers stepped forward.
He angrily flipped through dozens of books from various religions and then came up with his own theory.
“Protector Hong was originally an ordinary scholar, but he was deeply versed in the art of thought!” Yongqi said with a gentle smile when talking about his subordinate.
"Wait?! What did you say? Hong?" Shirley was stunned.
“Yes, Hong, the Hong of flood!” Yongqi was a little confused, but still explained gently.
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