Chapter 922: The Destroying Dragon Is Approaching Kyoto
At Fucheng Gate, Jia Gong Hanfu, who was designated as a first-class traitor by Emperor Qianlong and highly praised as a "rare capable minister" by the Holy Ancestor Kangxi, was known as a little expert in massacres and affectionately called "old thing" by his great-grandson, has been hanged.
five days.
It may be due to the depletion of spiritual energy in the body that the ancestors of Hanfu did not know pain, but suffered mental and psychological pain that outsiders could not imagine.
Since there are no signals between humans and ghosts, the ancestors of the Han Dynasty could only express their inner dissatisfaction by shaking the hanging rope and dancing with the wind.
But what the ancestor didn't know was that his political status had already made a qualitative leap from the moment he was hung up in the city gate tower.
The kind that is a blockbuster.
Because what he now enjoys is the treatment of Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang.
All this must be attributed to his great-great-grandson who is extremely filial.
Anyone who has read knows that Fuzhongtang is an old plan of the great loyal minister Tie Xuan during the Jianwen period of the Ming Dynasty.
At that time, King Zhu Di of Yan led an army to attack Jinan. Tie Xuan, who was in charge of the three political affairs of Shandong at that time, invited the portrait of Taizu to be hung on the city wall, and personally wrote a large number of Taizu's spiritual tablets to be placed on the crenels. As a result, the Yan army did not dare to fire cannons, and Jinan was preserved.
.
Even now.
When the rebel forces outside the city discovered that His Majesty the Emperor's old man had the puppet soldiers hanged on the city gate tower, they immediately ceased their activities. Not to mention firing cannons, they did not even dare to pee in the direction of the city gate.
The commander-in-chief of the rebel army, Youyi, set up incense eucalyptus in the camp overnight and howled at the old man above the city gate all night long.
I fainted three times during the process. If I hadn't hung up bowls of century-old ginseng soup, I would have become the first person to bleed during the Restoration earlier than the Supreme Emperor.
Worse than a beast!
This was the unanimous comment of tens of thousands of rebel soldiers on the rich thief who had resorted to poisonous tactics. The officers and soldiers all wanted to capture the old thief under his horse, divide his body and eat his flesh.
Helpless, the old thieves huddled within the fortified city, leaving the officers and soldiers with nowhere to vent their righteous indignation.
Peace once again descended over the capital.
It was late at night, and in a small courtyard near Guangning Gate in the outer city, Ji Yun, the former Minister of War of the Qianlong Dynasty and now the fourth-ranked Prime Minister and Vice Minister of the Reform Dynasty, was entertaining two important guests for a feast.
It was such a waste of food and drink that the banquet for three people actually used half a pig, twenty chickens, thirty ducks, and two legs of lamb...
Including drinks and cigarettes, this meal would not be less than 33 taels, which is as much as the Han Army's Eight Banners' salary for a year.
But Ji Yun didn't feel bad at all. Anyway, he could reimburse him later. It was not his own money that he spent eating the pork leg in his left hand and the lamb leg in his right hand.
God knows how this highly myopic old pervert could eat it.
The two guests are really important, one is Yuan Zhongtang and the other is Liang Zhongtang.
The two masters of the main hall were not surprised by Lao Ji's way of eating meat, because they knew that Ji Yun was a man who was fond of meat.
In the past, Qianlong would distribute sacrificial meat to his ministers every month. The meat was pork knuckles boiled in white water and had no taste.
But Ji Yun didn't care what kind of meat it was and whether it tasted or not, he liked to eat meat as long as it was meat, so the ministers would give all the meat to Ji Yun after they left the palace.
After eating half full, Ji Yun continued to speak highly on the topic just now: "...During the stalemate, Xuan recruited strong men and sent out surprise troops to harass and attack the Yan soldiers, and defeated the Yan army. The King of Yan was very angry and had no plan.
, had no choice but to break the siege, and from then on the southern expedition did not dare to pass through Jinan... Now the rich thieves are using their wits to kidnap Jia Han back to the city so that our soldiers outside the city dare not fire. He is indeed a ruthless man, but does this not mean that I am a reforming emperor?
Is he a destined person?"
"Yes, yes, yes, we felt it as soon as the old thief said this."
Yuan and Liang both nodded in agreement, and became even more determined that Guizi Liu was the real future of the Qing Dynasty.
Ji Yun was extremely satisfied and chuckled: "If you two think so, then we not only have a common topic, but also a basis for common progress. As long as you two are sincere, Ji cannot guarantee that after the restoration of the capital,
Both of them are men of merit, and there must be a place for both of them in the court."
"Brother Xiaolan, please give us a kind word from the Emperor!"
Yuan and Liang also came with sincerity.
Unexpectedly, Ji Yun changed the subject and said, "It's fair to say kind words, but you two are not honest. You took Ji's money but didn't do anything. How can you tell Ji to explain to the emperor when you turn around?"
These words made Yuan Zhongtang and Liang Zhongtang feel bitter.
"Brother Xiaolan doesn't know. The two of us have tried our best on this matter, and it will be done. How can we let Qianlong get ruined?"
Yuan Zhongtang looked helpless, and Liang Zhongtang also looked regretful.
Ji Yun snorted: "What does Qianlong want to do? Is he not going to avenge his son's murder?"
Liang Guozhi said: "Who knows, brother Xiaolan, you don't know, Qianlong has been extremely honest recently, how can he be like an emperor? Looking at him, hey, if no outsiders are around, I guess he will be called rich."
What a good brother."
Yuan Shoudong also felt this way, and believed that after this blow, Qianlong said goodbye to bicycles completely, and he would do so for the rest of his life.
"No, this matter is of great concern. Let me keep it secret from you two. If it can't be done, don't talk about it. I'm afraid I won't be able to get it done."
What Lao Ji said is true.
It's not that he hasn't thought about absconding with the money, but there is no limit to where he can escape, not to mention he has a wife and children.
A monk can run away, but he can't run away from the temple.
well!
Who told him to lay out such a thing, the Emperor, who was determined to kill his father?
This is such a big deal that no one would believe it!
Yuan and Liang were too knowledgeable to ask why the Reform Emperor insisted on killing his father, his brother who was under one year old, and his stepmother.
Because the two of them knew very well that the water here was too deep and they couldn't control it.
It's better to ask less about things in the world.
To avoid getting killed.
Lao Ji drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and said that it was really not feasible for the two Zhongtangs to handle this matter, no matter whether they wiped their necks or gave them poison, tied them to a beam and pushed them into the river, as long as they could get the job done.
"Rich thieves and perverted thieves now have the final say in Beijing, and the guards of Changchun Garden are also theirs. The two of us hold the title of Minister of Military and Aircraft for nothing..."
Yuan and Liang both rejected Lao Ji's proposal to let them do it.
It’s a joke, you can promote this, but you can’t do it on your own.
Who knows if that kid Guiziliu will kill them to avenge his father.
"This thing must be done, and it must be done before the capital is restored. You two think of a way, otherwise how can Ji Mou speak kind words to the emperor for you two..."
Lao Ji didn't want to be the direct cause of the death of the Supreme Emperor, so he could only put pressure on Yuan and Liang. As he was talking, a loud bang came from the distance and almost choked him.
Then the cannon boomed like thunder.
If you listen carefully, it's definitely coming from the direction of Fucheng Gate.
Do you really want this old man anymore?!
The conspiring trio looked at me and I looked at you, and in the end they continued to eat meat and drink wine.
Anyway, they can't get in, and it's not their old man who's being bombarded, so it's none of their business.
.....
Things have taken a new turn.
Jia Liu has secretly arrived at Pangezhuang, Daxing, a county directly under the capital.
As soon as I got off the special train, I received an urgent call saying that the remains of the old man, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, had unfortunately been blown to pieces in the bombardment.
Then, the enemy diehards in the capital hung the portrait of Emperor Taizu Nurhaci on the city gate tower.
Clearly, the struggle has escalated.
Don’t you, Guiziliu, claim to be authentic to the Qing Dynasty? Well, if you don’t care about your old man, then you must care about Emperor Taizu.
If you dare to attack even Emperor Taizu, you are not qualified to represent Aisin Gioro!
"What is the old man doing? He's acting like a child. It's inexplicable. It's not the first day he's met me, so why is he still so naive? Send a report to Weiyi and ask him to continue bombarding him, let alone Emperor Taizu.
My father hangs on the city and still bombards me!"
After sniffing the smell of cow, horse and camel manure in the air, Jia Liu couldn't help but feel extremely comfortable. He looked towards the north and said affectionately to his left and right: "I finally smell the smell of my hometown again."