The sound of gunshots coming from the gate of General Wang Xingyuan's camp made Aixinjueluo panic at the scene, but made the idle people of the Eight Banners who were not at the scene but could hear the sound happy.
"The General King is worthy of being a general. Damn, you are so talented!"
"Hey, let me tell you, anyone who can be a general king must be no coward! He really dares to do this thing!"
"Purple gold beams across the sea, white jade pillars holding up the sky, these are our great generals. We will take action when it's time to take action. We will rush through Kyushu like a storm, hey, hey, hey, hey!"
"Did you see the yellow belt, the red belt, and once the gunshot was fired, there was no f*ck!"
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Most of the bannermen who came to watch the excitement were almost scoundrels. Such people were very bold and could not be called good citizens.
Good people are timid and afraid of getting into trouble. They don't even have the courage to raise flags and shout, let alone stand out. They just accept the situation and accept it.
Therefore, good people have been called obedient people since ancient times.
In the late Ming Dynasty, many officials who were greedy for life and fearful of death surrendered to Shun and Qing, and were nailed to the pillar of shame in history one by one.
This is probably the case for these obedient people.
Throughout the dynasties, regardless of whether they were Han emperors or foreign emperors, they all liked to be obedient to the people.
When the children of the Eight Banners came to this meeting, there were countless obedient people, especially the Han military flags earlier. They raised the flags when asked, and no one dared to make trouble.
The Eight Banners of Manchuria and Mongolia were not much better.
Without bloodiness, people will naturally become obedient people.
The rogue bannermen are even less bloody, and the purpose of coming here to watch the fun is purely to make fun of them.
It's not a big deal for those who eat melons.
Men are just happy!
The enthusiasm for joining in the fun was so great that if the officers and soldiers hadn't prevented them from going up to the city wall, the city wall would have been packed to the brim.
It's rare to encounter such a big commotion. Even if you don't do anything, just follow the crowd and make a fuss, it will play a big role in fueling the flames.
After all, they are not the ones who died. Even if the sky of Qing Dynasty falls, it has nothing to do with them. My surname is not Aisin Gioro!
Secondly, they also have long-term considerations. The great general Wangdu has mobilized the clan members to go to the battlefield, so shouldn't they, the Eight Banners disciples, have to go to the battlefield even more?
Therefore, coming here to cause trouble is also a wise way of protecting yourself.
It also has another meaning, which is to see how the court handles this matter.
If the clan members don't go to the battlefield if they make a fuss, then why can't we Eight Banners disciples make a fuss?
The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh!
The country and the country of the Qing Dynasty also have a share of the contributions of their ancestors!
Therefore, we must come here to give the leaders a place, so that when it is their turn to mobilize them for the battlefield, they will have something to say.
Besides, it’s not like they are standing on the front line and roaring loudly to build up their momentum, so why not?
In the future, I can brag to others: "Have you ever heard of the riot at Deshengmen in the 41st year of Qianlong's reign? Hey, I was at the scene. If my brothers hadn't been holding me tight, would you believe it?
I can pull off the general's hat and use it as a chamber pot."
The group of Aixinjueluo disciples who had been the most excited and scolded the loudest earlier lost all their courage when the gunshots rang out. They either looked at the corpses on the ground in shock and did not dare to move, or they screamed and scattered like birds and beasts.
And escape.
One by one, they were running around with their heads in their hands, shouting "kill people", their legs were running very fast, and they only wished that their parents had lost one leg.
There were too many people, it was completely dark, and many places were even more crowded. As a result, many belt masters had no place to stand, so they could only "fight" by riding on the shoulders of their own coated slaves.
The trees on the roadside were also full of people.
The scene was like a firecracker being thrown into a dense crowd, with ghosts crying, wolf howling, rats scurrying around, and the scene was in chaos.
The crowds of people are so loud that they can make people want to give up after just looking at it from a distance. But once something unexpected or too scary happens, the crowds of people become the biggest disadvantage.
Especially the mob gathered outside Desheng Gate.
Due to the crowds and pushing, congestion naturally occurred, and then serious trampling occurred.
First, a few unlucky ones were pushed to the ground by the crowd. Before they could stand up, they were already covered in a large pile like Arhats.
Crying for father and mother, the person who was pressed down had difficulty breathing, let alone shouting.
In broad daylight, the capital of the Qing Dynasty turned into such a state. I am afraid that if Taizu Taizong found out, he would sit up from his grave and scold his descendants for being unfilial.
The chaos among the crowd made Ji Yun, the Minister of War, who was ordered by the General Wang to prepare for the aftermath, Jin Jian, the Minister of Internal Affairs, and others were also dumbfounded. When they realized that their first thought was not to disperse the crowd, but to quickly maintain order, otherwise the crowd would be allowed to act like this.
If the chaos continues, who knows how many people will be trampled to death.
No matter how many people die, the account will be placed on the head of the General and the King!
As a result, the officers and soldiers of the camp received the order and rushed out of the camp to maintain order.
But there were less than a thousand officers and soldiers in the camp, and there were tens of thousands of people on site. It would be no problem for them to use swords and guns to cut a bloody path among these tens of thousands of people, but it would undoubtedly be impossible for them to stabilize tens of thousands of people.
Jia Liu, who was studying the art of war, was shocked when he received the report. He came to the camp gate and climbed up the guard post to look out. He really took a breath of air and felt relieved for no reason: The clan can't bear this. I wonder who else can do this in the Qing Dynasty.
Block his progress!
But what Jia Liu didn't expect was that someone would fish in troubled waters at this time!
The first person to be harmed was General Yongquan of the auxiliary country. When he saw something was wrong and was about to run away, he felt someone reaching out to touch his waist. When he reacted and looked down, he saw that the good guy was hanging there.
My perfume purse has mysteriously disappeared.
I want to find the thief, but there are people screaming and running everywhere. Where can I find the thief?
Money is something external to the body, so just steal it. It's only a few taels of silver anyway.
Yongquan didn't think too much and was eager to leave here first, lest Guiziliu's soldiers attack him as a thief.
But not far after following the crowd, I heard someone shouting about stealing something.
There are people shouting everywhere, no matter it is a red belt or a yellow belt, anyone who wears something decent will be attacked.
The one who was caught turned from stealing to robbing. He was beaten so hard that he was dizzy and his nose started to bleed.
Anything of value will be robbed.
Out of righteous indignation, the Duke of Bafen Town came to Bafen Town with his sons to build up momentum and even called him robbed!
When they were robbed, his sons were too frightened to move, and the few slaves he brought with him were like wooden men, watching helplessly as their master was robbed.
Needless to say who stole it, it was definitely the gangsters from the Eight Banners!
Yongquan was very angry. This was not the time to settle accounts with those guys. He ran out later.
Then he ran around with the crowd, and trampled on all sides. The crowd was blocked and couldn't run. In the panic, Yongquan's face turned red and white.
Because more than one pair of hands were groping his body.
One pair of hands even reached into his clothes and groped around.
"What are you looking at?"
Looking at the tall and thick banner man, Yongquan had no choice but to shut up and let the other person touch him all over his body.
He was completely different from the one who was yelling curses and even threatening to challenge Jaap Liu to a duel.
Yongshou Palace.
After announcing that he would be enthroned next year, Qianlong's living conditions were significantly improved, including being able to travel freely in the palace.
Of course, you can't leave Yongshou Palace.
Although he was dissatisfied with this, he accepted it calmly.
After all, his life is moving in a good direction.
The situation is also developing in his favor.
After walking around, Qianlong suddenly raised his head and glanced at the palace wall, then walked there calmly and pretended to do Tai Chi to stretch his legs and feet.
Then, when the supervisory guard was not paying attention, he reached out and pulled an unnoticed thin string, and then something came into his hands.
After reading it, a gloomy look appeared on his face, and he fell into deep thought, and then showed a slight smile: "Very good, I will make you regret being born in the same era as me."