Pushing Forward

Since the information had already been compiled and they were merely reporting it for the chairman to make a decision, the meeting did not last long.

Zhang Zuolin could have made the decision himself, to begin with.

But he considered himself a man of principles. After all, he was part of the true core leadership of the Beiyang warlords, so he had to avoid suspicion.

What if the boss was unhappy? That would be quite a spectacle. Of course, that was not the main reason.

Xu Yue's choice on the matter was naturally quite clear.

The Qing Court?

They had turned a royal flush into a pair of threes...

From the Qing Court's own perspective, their choices had been remarkably decisive and shrewd, because their foremost goal had always been to preserve their own ruling position.

Once that goal could no longer be guaranteed, what did the rise and fall of the nation matter?

And the more they acted this way, the less stable their rule became, forcing them to resort to ever more crooked schemes.

They were too petty to bear the weight of the nation.

The only reason they had managed to hold on amid the current level of collapse was entirely due to their superb political maneuvering.

That was right. The Qing Court's upper ranks were indeed exceptionally lacking in governing ability and the bearing expected of a ruling class. Yet in terms of political maneuvering alone, the fact that they had maintained their grip until now in this tottering era was already the answer written on their examination paper.

In that case, there truly was no need for them to continue existing...

It was just the right time to see what power they had relied upon to maintain themselves until now, despite clearly being weaker than