In the night, outside a small courtyard of the banner people in Shanhaiguan, two black figures were huddled in a dark corner with their sleeves on, staring nervously at the alleys on both sides.
It was so dark inside the courtyard that no lights could be seen.
However, in a room in the east wing, there was a group of people whispering around an oil lamp.
The windows were covered with sheets, so no light could shine through.
This group of people are all Eight Banners officers stationed at Shanhaiguan. There are assistant leaders, assistant leaders, and low-level leaders and vests.
There is also a foreigner who works as a bookstore in Mr. Jia’s office.
Banner people are fond of smoking, and almost everyone has a pipe. As a result, the whole room is full of smoke. If these people are not all old smokers, they have already adapted to the choking smell of smoke, not to mention that they can't open their eyes.
I just couldn't stay for a moment.
After everyone was whispering, someone spoke.
"This is the situation. Can you guys tell me what to do?"
The person who spoke was the conference convener and moderator, Amida.
Guadal, the leader of the No. 3 Office, knocked the ash from his pipe on the ground, raised his head and said, "So, the emperor in Beijing is really not a Manchurian?"
Sitting next to Gwadar, the fifth-level defense officer laughed and said, "The governors of several provinces have been electrified. Is this a lie?"
"Let me tell you this, the fact that Qianlong was a Han Chinese, Chen Jialuo, is now known to the whole world."
Amida summarized the matter and made a qualitative assessment.
He himself believed this fact as soon as he received the notification from the Zhili Governor's Yamen.
After hearing the summary of the senior counselor, everyone was silent, and then the leader, Hushta, blew out a puff of smoke and said, "What are you going to do?"
Turba, the foreigner next to him, immediately said: "We will do whatever the adults say."
Wai-lang is the book clerk of Office A. Those who can write in Manchu are called Wai-lang, and those who can write Chinese characters are called book-keepers.
After listening to Turba's words, Feng Sedeli, as a close confidant of Ashen Leader, must express his position. He immediately slapped the table: "Damn it, we are authentic old Manchus. We can't work for a Han man no matter what!"
"Yeah!"
Everyone agreed after hearing this.
The fact that they can be invited to participate in the secret meeting convened by Amida already illustrates their own nature.
Mu Shu, the co-leader who was second only to Amida in official position, also said: "Under the current situation, how can we, with a thousand people in Shanhaiguan, still be able to fight against the tens of thousands of rebels? To put it bluntly, there is nothing we can do if we really want to.
If we don’t do it, the Green Camp from Zhili will come over to deal with us.”
Amida strikes while the iron is hot: "Then let me get it out of the way. I, Amida, support Prince Rui as the emperor, because Prince Rui treats us Shanhaiguan very well."
Everyone nodded. Shanhaiguan's biggest source of income now is the official smuggling plan that is quietly implemented.
The largest partner in this plan is Zhili.
Zhili is now the first province in the country to support Prince Rui and oppose Qianlong. Therefore, if Shanhaiguan continues to support Qianlong, not to mention the cessation of previous cooperation, they will also face attacks from the Zhili army. This is unbearable for Shanhaiguan.
Heavy.
Because there are only a thousand of them in total.
"Do you guys have anything else to say?"
Amida glanced at everyone.
Everyone agreed that this should have been the case a long time ago. Regardless of what is right or wrong, even the benefits are worth following Prince Rui to the end.
"Zhili, Shandong, Henan, Shanxi, and Shaanxi are all energized to oppose Qianlong. The capital is a palm-sized territory. How many more days can Qianlong survive like a dead duck?"
Although Wailang Turba is only a clerk in Office A, his knowledge is undoubtedly much better than that of the superior leaders here.
"Even if we don't support Prince Rui with electricity, once Beijing knows that we secretly let the Han people out, will they spare us? Instead of Beijing liquidating us in the future, it's better to change our tune and follow Prince Rui closely! Who doesn't agree?
Let’s kill whoever it is!”
Amida's words were already a signal for action.
Who to kill?
Of course it was to kill Vice-Capital Queen.
Who could make this old boy not firm enough in his stance, swinging from side to side, and even planning to send the brat who claimed to be the emperor's secret envoy to Shengjing?
Sedeli nodded and said: "If you decide, sir, we have no objection. If you really want to take action, you must do it as early as possible to avoid long nights and dreams."
Although Quinn is the deputy capital commander, he usually cannot convince the crowd. There are only more than a hundred people under his command, so as long as they take action, there will be many people to respond, and it only takes one word to kill Quinn.
At this time, Zuo Ling Guadar asked a question, which was what kind of person this Prince Rui was.
"I have never met Prince Rui, but I heard that Prince Rui looks like the True Dragon Emperor. When people see him, they can't help but kneel down and kowtow to him."
Sedeli has two "Bada" names. The source of this saying is its leader Amida.
"good!"
The only person present who had seen Prince Rui, Ashen Ling, said that Se Deli's words were true, that Prince Heshuorui did have the air of an emperor, and he was so cordial in his dealings with others that it would be impossible not to worship him.
If you follow Prince Rui, you will be rich and prosperous, but you will be like a duck in the pot, unable to fly even if you want to.
"If he really is the True Dragon Emperor, then we will ensure that he becomes the emperor, and he will be a hero of Conglong in the future. If he earns enough, he may have some future."
Turba, as a foreigner, must be motivated.
His family has no background, so if he follows the rules step by step, he will be content with being a fifth- and sixth-level defenseman in his lifetime.
But if a big event happens suddenly and you happen to be in it, you may not have the chance to soar into the sky. They say that wealth can only be found in danger. Moreover, this kind of wealth is so easy to get, it would be a pity not to do it.
Everyone thought the same and immediately reached a consensus.
At this time, Amida glanced at Julian, the leader of the house, who nodded in understanding and went to the next room to get a box.
Amida asked him to open it in front of everyone, and everyone's eyes lit up. The box was actually filled with banknotes.
"Here are one hundred thousand taels of silver notes sent by Mr. Yang, the governor of Zhili. Mr. Yang said that as long as everyone is willing to support Prince Rui and ensure that Shanhaiguan is loyal to Prince Rui, then these silver notes will be divided among everyone. Prince Rui will return
After ascending the throne as emperor, each person will be given two more prospects."
After speaking, he motioned to Julian to distribute the banknotes to everyone.
There are fifteen people in the meeting, and each person can get at least six thousand taels.
The salaries of the Eight Banners officials stationed at Shanhaiguan are paid by land. The deputy capital is given 600 acres of land, 420 acres of assistant land, 360 acres of assistant land, and 300 acres of defense.
Two hundred and forty acres each.
According to the minimum land grant of 240 acres, which is seven taels of silver per acre, Prince Rui gave more than 800 acres of land at one time.
What is this concept?
Anyway, the co-leader Mu Shu was the first to express his opinion: "Damn it, from now on I, Mu Shu, will be Prince Rui's dog!"
"Dry!"
Everyone stood up one after another, looking at the banknotes in their hands, and their faces turned red.
There is so much pride in my chest that I want to break through this first level in the world!