Chapter 100

Chapter 100

Four People’s Signatures (4)

British politics is a mess.

- Is there a country where politics is not a mess?

None.

But now Britain is a bit severe. This is the politics of the world’s best hegemonic country? Even washing eyes and looking again reality does not change.

Conservative Party, Peelites separated from the Conservative Party, Whig Party, Radicals who could not enter the parliament but moving actively in their own way.

The Peelites are now gradually even existence becoming blurry. Even among politicians the sound ‘was that guy Peelite?’ comes out so words all done. The loser Radicals who cannot even eat seats no need to mention.

But the problem is, cases where the cabinet rolls stably are not many.

Over the past 10 years or so, since the Conservative Party split and the Peelites ran out no one has eaten a majority of seats. Always had to do that coalition. All sorts of variety collusion and backstabbing and political secret agreements running rampant is a natural story.

Right now how did the previous prime minister Aberdeen (Peelite) fall? The political ally Whig Party Russell betrayed and Whig Party Palmerston stabbed a knife in the back and collapsed. If collapsing due to the opposition Conservative Party’s conspiracy at least not unfair got hit by the same side releasing alliance and surprise attacking.

Am I playing Three Kingdoms now? Perhaps the Whig Party was Wu? Palmerston was the rat of Jiangdong... somehow knew from the traitor’s physiognomy.

- Ttek!

The Chinese earthworm gets angry. Since in name the Dragon King perhaps was close to Wu.

Everyone knows.

The political circles must be properly reorganized once.

But since a matter of hanging a bell on the cat’s neck hard.

If succeeding in kingmaking here might create enormous political footing at once... but am I in a position to ponder such now?

Right now the relationship with Gladstone is the problem from the start.

***

The fact that Joseon people are mercilessly slaughtering locals with the mysterious power of rotation in India did not affect Joseon people making cuisine with curry powder in London at all.

The restaurant <​Celestial Heaven> is a place representing the image of Joseon people who at some moment came to hear the sound of knowing taste well.

In Joseon people’s eyes only foods that the sound ‘this is Joseon food? Why?’ would come out full, but anyway in London a mysterious place where can taste Joseon-style high-class food famous enough to even go up to the queen’s banquet seat.

If usual Gladstone would have savored the pride of this place that only Eastern absolute monarchs could enjoy with a very glad heart, but now was not moving the utensils at all until the foods placed in front all cooled.

“Today the side dishes not to your liking? Perhaps-”

“Appetite is not much.”

“This. There is Joseon’s traditional soup that makes saliva turn. I will call the chef and bring out immediately.”

“No. Appetite disappeared because the chest hurts seeming the young person I have watched since young is distancing from the Lord’s will.”

Fuck. You are a politician. Don’t throw such a body-full straight ball.

A small clinking sound echoed like thunder. A blatant gesture revealing the sponsor’s uncomfortable mood.

“Didn’t understand Asians’ tears more than anyone? But why trying to fall into the path of imperialism?”

“Because good medicine is bitter in the mouth.”

“So will only lay out sweet words good to hear in the ears of those ignorant masses? Became wanting to do politics?”

I did not answer, and his tone grew a bit louder.

“Why skillfully concealing the core of the problem? Clear that the East India Company’s harsh rule is the core of the problem but why defending your father’s friends and only aiming at Lord Dalhousie?”

“Then what must do?”

“Must widely inform the masses even now. That our greed is the core of the problem. Must block the rebellion once and see, but a much more moderate and local-understanding policy is needed.”

Gladstone and Dalhousie’s relationship was not good even in empty words.

However the attack point was a bit different from me, instead of the part Dalhousie moves for Christian proselytizing continuously attacked the part of causing wars and forcibly merging Indian princely states as oppressive. My sponsor is a person who sincerely believes the greatest country British Empire must propagate freedom and morality, Christian spirit.

I pushed one spoon of rice full of curry scent into the mouth. As expected a kimchi man must eat rice. White rice grains polished with the rice polishing machine made at Lee & Gladstone Company instantly raise blood sugar concentration and blood sugar spike rises hook.

Exactly this taste. Beyond Anglo-Saxon genes my soul prefers white rice more than cucumber sandwiches.

“I could not have come this far if not for the member’s help.”

“Not so. A talent like you would eventually be greatly used, and received the public’s attention.”

“But in that process would have suffered much more. Once more, sincerely thank you.”

“Sounds like declaring parting.”

“No way.”

The mouth dried tightly and brought the cup next to it. Sujeonggwa. Eum, this subtle scent.

Know that? When I was young I played a famous game of making amusement parks very hard, and in that game there was even a beverage shop called <​sujeonggwa shop>. So perhaps every time I drink sujeonggwa always the childhood memories of researching how to creatively drown people in water using rides-

- Calm, this guy. Gladstone seems will eat you?

Not eat but because seems will break my pot!

Thinking about it, the sujeonggwa shop that appeared in that game was funny the interior was not Korean style at all but Chinese style. My relationship with China was already decided decades ago, from when buying that damn game CD jewel case at the large mart Colde magnet... If bought Jurassic something my life wouldn’t have become this shape this state...

- Right. Would have fallen in 10,000 BC instead of the 19th century and done ugauga! You are all right!

Be quiet. Cannot concentrate. Why having other thoughts in front of the member now. Anyway beasts are no good like this.

- This... fuck bastard...!

“I sometimes find British society a bit... unfamiliar.”

“Because there was a time not here when young.”

“Yes. And in my view, the people of this country no matter how much saying will not listen.”

He tried to open the mouth something, but I instead of listening to his words immediately pushed my words first.

“Member. Every Christmas there is a robber who wears a mask and enters the member’s house and threatens to give 1,000 pounds.”

A bit different to say a friend who grows a long white beard in red clothes and enters through the chimney.

“That is a nasty robber.”

“But this Christmas, the member who got angry after enduring beat the robber. The robber got hit one or two and front teeth broke, but holding a knife ultimately succeeded in subduing the member again.”

“...”

“But the robber who subdued the member puts the knife to the neck and does this. ‘Let’s not fight. From now on will only take 500 pounds.’”

“...Now the East India Company is the robber?”

“No. All British people are robbers and pirates.”

Gladstone is a person of character. Even hearing such words did not burst and get angry conditioned reflexively.

“The sound of why showing hypocrisy while doing colonial rule with force. But India’s old rulers also the same as us? They also seized power with force, and were harsh to the ruled. Whereas we brought civilization to them! How can we be equal to those Mughal oppressors?”

“Of course not equal.”

“Then must understand my words more easily.”

“No. We are more vicious than Mughal. Because even looking different do not respect their tradition and culture.”

“Like burning widows to death?”

“Yes.”

British colonial rule is really hard like this.

Some sincerely fight risking their lives and lives to prevent wrong things from being committed for human rights. Actually missionaries who died unnaturally in India are overflowing.

But on the other hand there was the judgment full of suspicion ‘if bestowing British-style education on Indian women who live unable to even breathe they will become the most loyal British allies’. Why is divide and rule called Britain’s specialty for nothing?

Sure enough, to Gladstone the sincerity among sincerities it seemed to sound as an unacceptable wicked remark.

“Will regard as not heard. Saying must tolerate those terrible acts for our interests.”

“Please do so. But my thoughts also did not particularly change. Doing all sorts of vicious acts for our interests and trying to help them is only disgusting.”

“What made you so twisted?”

“This crazy world.”

Know that he is a good person.

But this British Empire’s, European society’s wealth and technology and civilization are ultimately built on the skull tower of countless colonists.

Only colonists? An era that grinds even own people without hesitation. The own people being ground ultimately go to colonies for a life reversal, and there live a wonderful life exploiting locals while fearing the natives’ revenge.

Anyway even taking out 21st century moral theory does not work at all on guys of this era. Rather I will definitely be ostracized.

So only say the words they want to hear.

To change history ultimately I must have wealth and power.

Once obtaining just those two, I a future person can change the world in a much happier direction for everyone.

“Understood well.”

“Became sorry.”

“No. If a gentleman who stood tall as one adult and voter has his own will and philosophy. Cannot live that person’s life just because briefly sponsored. Hehe. Our father would have thought the same seeing me.”

He pondered briefly, then brought out a different but fatal story.

“Must settle the shares of Lee & Gladstone Company?”

“No. Anyway... I also lack the ability to digest.”

“When ready tell me. Will shake hands.”

“Really, thank you. Will never forget the grace of helping.”

He waved his hand.

“If will not forget remember just one. Act like a person. If an act that cannot do in front of the Lord do not.”

“Will keep in mind.”

“Then I will stand now. Next meet at a better place, bringing good stories-”

“Please wait a moment?”

Just as he was about to stand from the seat.

I held him again.

“Still more stories to tell?”

“Must withdraw from the India controversy. At least in this matter must not shout morality.”

“I am agreeing to suppression in principle. Just pointing out the East India Company’s lax rule that is the foundation.”

“If Indian people anyone hates British people. Regardless of women and children civilians would all have been massacred. If massacres really occurred and that is known in London, those who brought out even a bit sympathetic stories to locals will be attacked in reverse.”

Obvious even without looking.

Indians who lost their tops would really have torn and killed all if white, then British people will brand the rebels as seeds of demons or Satan and justify miserable suppression.

“So only persistently aimed at Dalhousie alone. But cannot not say right words because afraid of that. Will gratefully hear the advice.”

And Gladstone knew well but did not listen to my words saying a matter conflicting with his beliefs.

Really a human that takes a lot of hands.

I held him again once more.

“Again?”

“As one adult and voter, there is a story I want to propose to the member.”

“Then of course must listen as a member of the House of Commons. What is it?”

Originally was not what tried to bring out here.

But if letting Gladstone go like this now seemed would regret for life.

“If sensible citizens these days all are fed up with the way the political board is turning.”

“Originally the political board is as dirty as the Thames.”

“Must merge parties.”

“Party merger?”

I nodded.

“Instead of miscellaneous coalition governments, all factions opposing the Conservative Party and supporting free trade must become one and establish a proper party.”

“All factions? Peelites fine, even Radicals?”

“Must be about three-party merger to become a plausible justification.”

The relationship of sponsor and sponsored ended.

But cannot this body the Europe’s best Neo-Confucian scholar abandon the sponsor.

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Author’s note

Finally episode 100!

Sincerely thank everyone who was together!!