--- Imperial Prince Sharvil, Duke of Cebu POV ---
--- Inside the Purity Palace ---
--- 14th of March 1897 ----
"Your Imperial Highness," Minister Weijun said in a serious whisper behind me, "This emperor is looking down on us."
His words prompted me to glance at the people in front, still smiling mockingly.
"Imperial Prince Sharvil?" Emperor Guangxu mocked, flashing a smile towards us.
"Ah, we have no issue with that, Your Majesty. We, Butuanons, understand your current preoccupations." I replied with a smile, pausing briefly, noticing their smiles turn into annoyance.
Weak! Unable to withstand such an insult. No wonder your nation is crumbling from within.
Eager to exacerbate their delicate egos, I confidently smiled at them before continuing.
"Moreover, it seems the cracks on the walls have steadily grown over the years. Leaving them unattended could lead to their complete collapse, wouldn't you agree, Your Majesty?" I added, smiling broadly. You started the insults; I'll remind you of your nation's fragility.
Before they could gather their words, having contained their anger, I gestured for my men to step forward with our gifts.
"Oh, before we forget, a gesture of my sincerity in visiting you today, Your Majesty," I stated with a smile, as my men presented boxes containing the script of the book of proverbs in Chinese and boxes of intus and bais wine.
"Oh? Now, what do we have here then," inquired Emperor Guangxu with evident curiosity as he examined the boxes presented by my men.
"On my left are boxes containing the finest wine from the Imperial wine cellar of Butuan. These wines, known as intus and bais wine, are crafted from fermented sugarcanes and honey. They represent some of the most exquisite wines exclusive to our nation," I proudly explained, gesturing toward the left.
"On the right side is a scroll containing Mandarin Chinese written scripts of the book of proverbs. The contents of this scroll were meticulously hand-written by my late father," I continued, pointing to the opposite side.
A smile of satisfaction appeared on the emperor's face as he admired the gifts.
After a few more minutes of exchanging pleasantries and courteous greetings, it was time to delve into the purpose of our visit to this esteemed city. I had planned to extend our pleasant conversation, but Minister Weijun reminded me of my upcoming meeting with Empress Dowager Cixi, prompting the need to move forward with our discussions.
While my meeting with the emperor is something I intensely dislike, meeting the dowager empress holds far greater significance for me. Not only am I inherently curious about her dedication to the nation, but her steadfast commitment to conservative principles draws me closer to her.
I am a staunch conservative, evident in my unwavering support for the conservative party and the laws enacted by Kuya that formalize the precedence of men over women in the imperial throne succession. Even my elder sister, Ate Haimi, shares my fervent support for conservatism.
However, unlike Empress Dowager Cixi, who holds conservative views and is hesitant about technological advancements—particularly those influenced by the West—my entire family, including myself, is open to embracing such progress. Despite the introduction of Asianization ideology, we believe that Western thoughts and influences still play a necessary role in certain advancements.
Accepting Western influence in moderation poses no harm. Preserving our culture is vital, but isolationism is an entirely different matter. Besides, it's undeniable that Butuanon culture holds great importance and stands at a higher pedestal compared to Western cultures.
"Sigh. So, what prompted your arrival in this country, Imperial Prince Sharvil? I presume, judging by the gifts you've just brought, you have something of importance to convey," Emperor Guangxu calmly remarked before continuing. "Speak while I am still in good spirits."
"Your Majesty... Important matters cannot be rushed with mere words and pleasantries," I replied, stealing a glance at Minister Weijun and the emperor.
"Imperial Prince... My patience has its limits. Even the incense sticks in the temple have their constraints," Emperor Guangxu stated, casting a somber tone over the once joyous atmosphere of the hall.
"Sigh. Very well..." I responded calmly before proceeding.
"Your Majesty, I implore your nation to declare neutrality in the impending conflict between Butuan and Japan," I earnestly conveyed, fixing my gaze upon the emperor with unwavering confidence.
Silence envelops the entire hall as expressions of shock materialize on the faces of Emperor Guangxu's ministers while they gaze at me in disbelief after hearing my words. I can't fault their reactions; the very statement I made would undoubtedly stun anyone in this room.
Minister Weijun and the others maintain their silence behind me. Yet, I sense Minister Weijun's scrutinizing gaze. He must be disappointed at the speed with which I articulated our purpose for being here.
After several moments of quiet, a weathered, raspy voice suddenly reverberates throughout the room.
"War? Neutrality? Do you comprehend the gravity of these words, Imperial Prince Sharvil?" The voice spoke with complete composure. Scanning the room for the source of the voice, I behold an elderly man clad in Manchu attire.
Adorned with a string of beads around his neck, he exudes an air of dignity and authority. Despite his age, somewhere in his early 70s, he retains an unwavering strength and conviction in his words.
"The man who just spoke is Li Hongzhang, Marquess Suyi. He is a Chinese statesman, general, and diplomat of the Qing Dynasty. He successfully suppressed several major rebellions and held significant positions within the Qing imperial court, including the Viceroy of Huguang and Liangjiang, Grand Secretary of the Wuying Hall, and presently, he holds the esteemed position of Grand Secretary of the Wenhua Hall," Minister Weijun whispered to me.
"It seems this man isn't easily intimidated," I thought to myself.
"Ahem. I am aware of the weight behind these words, Marquess Suyi," I stated calmly, emphasizing his title, which seemed to surprise him.
"Then you must already know the extent of our nation's influence," Emperor Guangxu suddenly remarked, his tone carrying a hint of condescension.
Tsk! Who does he think he is? They are delusional if they still believe they control this region of the world. Their dominance as leaders of Eastern and Southeastern Asia has long faded. They are merely a group of elderly individuals desperately clinging to their diminishing power. The Qing Dynasty's demise is inevitable with the current track of their losses from the Western Countries.
My nephew, Imperial Prince Siagu, consistently expresses his discontent toward the Qing not due to coveting their extensive territory but rather their arrogance and self-deception. They perceive themselves as the paramount authority, yet in truth, they are not. For him, they are just a country of barbarians whom don't even know the proper way of life.
"I understand. That's why we're proposing your nation's neutrality in the forthcoming conflict in exchange for control over Taiwan," I calmly inserted into the conversation after a prolonged silence.
My statement ushered in another profound hush throughout the entire hall.
Their reaction is reasonable. Offering Taiwan to secure their neutrality in the impending war is a proposal worthy of contemplation. For the Qing Dynasty, gaining control of the island wouldn't just grant access to the expansive Pacific Ocean; it would ensure they're not confined to their current boundaries, potentially extending their influence elsewhere.
As the conflict looms between the Japanese Imperial Military and the Butuanon Imperial Military, Taiwan will likely be the first battleground. It's geographically closer to our nation than any other Japanese island. Furthermore, strategically, Taiwan's capture would serve to weaken Japan's position significantly.
Confidence fills every fiber of my being as I observe the reactions of the people from the Qing Dynasty. It's amusing to witness their shock, expecting us to hand over the Island itself. Dream on! The Island holds immense significance in Butuanon Culture, and regaining control over it is crucial for us Butuanons. The war with the Japanese finally provides us with the opportunity to reclaim what rightfully belongs to us.
"Hahaha!" The hall reverberates with the loud mockery of Emperor Guangxu and the other Qing Dynasty officials as they laugh while gazing at me.
Meanwhile, I and my men, especially Minister Weijun, maintain our composure, silently observing their laughter. Their lack of refinement in etiquette when laughing is repulsive to witness. No wonder they've always faltered against the West. Clinging to tradition while shunning technological advancements is simply foolish.
In this era, technology is indispensable for survival and maintaining sovereignty. The Qing Dynasty would have crumbled into insignificance if the Western World hadn't considered the cost of retaining control over the nation.
"Offer us rights over the Island? Hahaha! Since when did it become a part of your nation? While the Island of Taiwan might have fallen into Japanese hands, the truth remains that it belongs to us and never was yours. Your attempt to offer the island in exchange for our neutrality is ludicrous. Hahaha!" Emperor Guangxu mockingly states, pausing briefly before continuing.
"Without your offering, we, the people of the Qing Dynasty, believe we are capable of reclaiming what is rightfully ours. It may not happen today, but eventually, that which was once under our control shall return to us, accompanied by its due repercussions," he declared solemnly, shedding his previous jovial demeanor entirely.
Does he truly believe they still have a chance against the Japanese? Foolish. The Japanese have long surpassed this struggling nation both militarily and technologically. While Japan strides forward, advancing in leaps and bounds, this nation regresses, fearful of progress.
Despite my growing discontent and anger upon hearing Emperor Guangxu's shallow and arrogant words, the discussion regarding our demand for the Qing Dynasty to declare neutrality in the impending war persists. I nearly lost control, seething with rage at their stubbornness, but thankfully, Minister Weijun managed to steer the conversation and soothe my emotions.
The discourse continues, centered around Minister Weijun and me attempting to persuade the emperor and his entourage to agree to declare neutrality. Yet, despite our efforts, Emperor Guangxu and his advisors remain resolute in avoiding a direct response. The entire discussion orbits around this core contention.
After several hours of discussion and debates, the Qing side reached a consensus, indicating they would consider our proposal. They assured us they'd provide an answer in the coming days. Pleased with their response, we bid farewell to the emperor and his entourage.
"Your Majesty, we appreciate your consideration of our nation's offer. We eagerly await a positive response from you and your people. The Empire of Butuan and its citizens would be grateful for your forthcoming reply," I said with a smile, standing alongside my companions.
"Hahahaha! There's no need for such formality, Imperial Prince Sharvil. Our cultures have intertwined for a century, and this level of collaboration is just another step. Be assured, my ministers and I will respond swiftly," Emperor Guangxu replied with a smile, nodding to us as his retinue mirrored his expression.
"They're not being truthful, Your Imperial Highness," whispered Minister Weijun behind me, prompting a glance from me before redirecting my attention to the emperor.
I was well aware they were not genuinely considering a positive response. This nation's foundation was built on betrayal, uprisings, and schemes. Even the supposed "mandate" from heaven paled in comparison to their dark nature. That's precisely why I couldn't place full trust in these individuals.
Additionally, even if they do not declare their neutrality, we are fully capable of handling two wars simultaneously. The Kingdom of Siam is also prepared to assist us in confronting the Qing. Furthermore, both the Qing and the Japanese stand little chance of defeating us in a war. These nations lag behind in military strength. We haven't attained the position of the fifth-strongest nation militarily and the third-strongest nation economically for no reason.
"We will await your response, Your Majesty... We will take our leave now and trouble you no further," Minister Weijun replied to the emperor.
"We bid you farewell, Your Majesty," I said, bowing my head along with my retinue, receiving a nod from the emperor before departing.
As we left the Purity Palace, murmurs in the Butuanon language emanated from my men. Despite the grumbling, Minister Weijun's smiling countenance caught my attention.
"Why are you smiling, Minister?" I asked curiously.
"It's nothing, Your Imperial Highness. It's just that everything seems to be proceeding according to His Imperial Crown Prince's plan," Minister Weijun smiled meaningfully, leaving me satisfied as I understood his implication.
Before leaving the capital, my nephew, Imperial Crown Prince Siagu, shared his thoughts on the negotiation plan. He expressed skepticism about relying on the Qing Dynasty's assurance of neutrality, citing their reputation for deceit and betrayal. He believed that even if they agreed to our conditions, there was a high likelihood of them not honoring the agreement. Consequently, he advised Minister Weijun and me to proceed with the plan but remain prepared for potential betrayal by the Qing.
During the conflict with the Japanese, we decided that our forces mustn't leave the Island of Hainan and its surrounding waters to be ready to counter any potential Qing attacks. This strategy was agreed upon by both Minister Weijun and myself. When I relayed this information to Kuya, he acknowledged it with a nod, indicating that he was already aware of the plan.
This approach turns the negotiation into a mere display of intentions, allowing us justification to retaliate against the Qing if they agree to our terms but betray us later on.
Later that afternoon, I and my men returned to the Forbidden City to visit Empress Dowager Cixi at her residence in the Yiluan Hall. This private palace served as her retreat after retiring from governing the Imperial Court of the Qing Dynasty.
She's accompanied by her ladies-in-waiting and a eunuch, attending to her needs and assisting with her daily functions as the Empress Dowager. The documents, especially the reports from Senior Court Lady Mei Ying regarding Empress Dowager Cixi's activities, have informed my speculation. Despite handing control of the nation to Emperor Guangxu, Empress Dowager Cixi still wields significant power, influencing the daily operations of the country.
Her influence over ministers and government officials is vast enough to potentially overturn her nephew's decisions. Yet, perhaps out of respect for her nephew's authority, she remains mostly silent within the Yiluan Hall, spending her days with her most trusted ladies-in-waiting and confidants.
"Imperial Prince Sharvil, I heard you visited my nephew and his ministers this morning. How did it go?" she inquired while being seated on the opposite side of my seat inside the Yiluan Hall.
She's adorned in her opulent morning attire, embellished with crimson phoenixes and intricate designs—a clear reflection of her past as the nation's Empress. Adorned with a golden hairpin, a significant accessory in Qing culture, she's attended by her ladies-in-waiting, all donning their own resplendent ensembles.
Several hours have passed since our visit to the Purity Hall to pay respects to the emperor and engage in discussions. Following our visit, we took a brief respite outside the Forbidden City before returning, bearing gifts, to pay homage to the Empress Dowager herself. Among our offerings were two types of wine and a Chinese manuscript containing Psalms, painstakingly transcribed by Archbishop Zhongli of Maynila.
The scripture rests within a phoenix-carved wooden casket—a striking contrast to the dragon-carved box holding the Book of Proverbs. Surprisingly, she appreciated the gifts we presented. She even praised Archbishop Zhongli for his remarkable translation of the Psalms from the Butuanon language into pure Chinese.
She admired the intricate carvings adorning the scripture's enclosure, remarking on the elegance emanating from the detailed phoenix crafted by Imperial artisans.
"Yes, indeed, Empress Dowager. This morning, we visited Emperor Guangxu to discuss important matters concerning our two nations," I honestly replied, taking a sip of the tea courteously served by the courtiers.
A smile graced the Empress Dowager's face upon hearing my response.
Interacting with the Empress Dowager posed no challenge; she reminded me of my late great-grandmother, Empress Ananya Priya Meera, also known as 'The Mother of the Nation' due to her charitable contributions in establishing hospitals throughout the empire. During her tenure as the consort of my great-grandfather Emperor Yash II, she patronized the founding of six major hospitals, now recognized as the most prestigious medical institutions in the nation.
These hospitals were named after her sons and daughters: the Imperial Prince Rajendrashekhar Medical Center, whom later became known as Emperor Charan III of Butuan, situated in Wuzhishan City; the Imperial Prince Chandrashekhar Healthcare Institute in Taguig City; the Imperial Princess Aparna General Hospital in the City of Cebu; the Imperial Princess Swarupika Health Clinic in the City of Sooraj; the Imperial Princess Chandramukhi Hospital in the City of Trà Vinh, and the Imperial Princess Kalyanidevi Medical Center in the City of Kota Kinabalu.
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Author's note:
Hi, everyone!
Sorry for not being able to post some update for the past days. I was just too busy with my classes and schedule in monitoring my students. I was also busy preparing for our research congress.
Sad to say, I won't be able to update this story more often unlike before as I am only able to finish writing a raw chapter 2-3 days instead of the usual 1-2 days. Please forgive me and kindly understand my situation.
I will still be able to update this story of mine but not as frequent as before. Thank you for your continual support everyone!