Chuxiu Palace, Cixi's lucky place, where he gave birth to Zaichun, gave birth to his only son for Emperor Xianfeng, and finally inherited the Qing Dynasty. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This has always been Cixi's favorite place, but also the place where she thinks the luck is the most prosperous, she once invited the master of Tibetan secrets to see Feng Shui, this Chuxiu Palace is her Cixi's blessed land, as long as she lives here, her power will become more and more prosperous day by day.

It's a pity that even if it is the blessed land calculated by the master today, it can't suppress the evil fire in her heart, even if the Chuxiu Palace is smashed, the precious porcelain has been smashed to a pulp, the precious starling who has been raised for several years was strangled to death, and the little eunuch and the palace lady who were beaten by the board were carried out by four.

Although Li Lianying is the empress dowager's confidant, his status in Cixi's mind is far inferior to An Dehai.

The old people in the palace all know that An Dehai is not a eunuch at all, he is the queen mother's male favorite, and he Li Lianying is the father-in-law who entered the palace, and he thinks that the influence of the queen mother is not as good as An Dehai.

It's a pity that An Dehai finally died at the hands of Xiao Letian, Li Lianying was awakened by nightmares countless times at night, and An Dehai, who was beheaded in the dream, cried to him, and always regretted that he had to go out to be a prisoner.

"Little plum...... Don't learn from me! There were no eunuchs in the Qing Dynasty, so if I took this job, I was looking for death...... Look for death!"

Li Lianying, who was kneeling outside Chuxiu Palace, had goosebumps when she remembered last night's demon dream, he seemed to be entangled by An Dehai's unjust soul, every time he dreamed of this injustice, he promised that something big would happen the next day.

"There is really a ghost in this Forbidden City, hurry up and give a hundred taels of incense money to the Lama Temple tomorrow......"

was muttering, only to hear a roar in the hall, "Prince Piercing Gong is coming...... No, no, no, please let him in......"

Li Lianying was waiting for the opportunity to leave Cixi's side, and when she heard this task, she quickly kowtowed and took orders...... Minions, let's do it!" he said and ran away.

Cixi's anger was actually just a manifestation of his inner helplessness, and now not only her, but even the entire Manchu Eight Banners were already dumbfounded.

What is the most feared thing of man? not your enemy, not some tiger or lion, what man fears is only what he cannot understand.

Why are people afraid of ghosts and gods? Because people don't know what ghosts and gods are like, and they don't know the rules of the world of ghosts and gods, and they are afraid because they don't understand them.

People are sometimes not afraid of the wicked, but they are afraid of the madman, why is this so? Because the madman has no rules, you can find the rules when you go to interact with the underworld, so that the two sides can live in peace, but can you judge the inner rules of the madman?

Because I don't understand, because I don't understand, that's why I'm extremely afraid.

The entire Sijiu City has been shrouded in an inexplicable atmosphere, and those Eight Banner idlers who were shouting in taverns and teahouses all sighed one by one during this time, and their voices were an octave lower.

"Oh, Huang Ye, you are auspicious......"

"Auspicious fart, then the master still has the heart to drink tea and eat rotten meat noodles? God knows when our hardcore crops will have to stop, the territory of our ancestors has been established, what else do we have to live!"

"It's boring, it's really boring, I really don't want to live!" Speaking of this, the white-haired Eight Banners burst into tears.

In the entire teahouse, all the Eight Banners shed tears, and it seemed that the impact of the founding of the Far East on them was really great.

The teahouse owner didn't dare to say a word, and the young man knew that he would poke the stove and add coal, so he pretended that he didn't exist, and no one dared to touch the mold.

But there are always some people who are ignorant, and one of them is a small Han boss, who spit out a mouthful of tea leaves and whispered, "What is there to cry about? That is the land that was snatched from the hands of the Rakshasa ghosts, and it has nothing to do with the Great Qing Kingdom......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a crisp sound "You say it again......" The tea bowl was broken, Huang Ye was furious, and scolded angrily at the bold Han man, "You dog slave, you are so bold! Dare to be disrespectful to our country......

Huang Ye was like an ancestor possessed, he rushed forward like crazy, and beat the bold Han merchant to the ground with one punch, "Dog, you have been living in peace for too long, haven't you?"

"We have been protecting you Han people for 200 years, and you don't remember our kindness at all?"

"The holy monarch......s of the past generations have broken their hearts for this world, without our ancestors, you Han people still want to live a peaceful life?

A place like the Jingshi Teahouse was originally a place where people were full of idlers, and the Han people didn't have much sense of existence here, and even if they existed, they were still served by bosses and guys.

In addition, at this moment, it is still a world full of people, and who dares to disobey the Han people who are beaten by the Manchurians? As a result, the people in a teahouse watched six or seven idle men of the Eight Banners besiege the Han businessman, but none of them dared to go up.

"Check out, boss, let's settle the bill......" Those irrelevant Han people hurriedly took out the money and ran out, for fear of getting their bags.

The boss was at a loss, "Uncle! Several uncles! Dissipate the anger, dissipate the anger, I have good tea to serve the masters! Don't fight, don't fight, if you fight again, you will die......"

"If you kill someone, you will kill someone! Killing a worthless slave is a dick! Master, my ancestor killed a city of Han people in exchange for fame and fortune, and now it is not bad for your life!"

"Do you remember the goodness of our dynasty? Do you remember the kindness of our people!"

"I understand...... I remember, I remember the kindness of the Eight Banners, thank you for giving me a peaceful day...... Woowoo...... Don't fight, man, I was wrong, I made amends for my guilt, and I slapped my own mouth......"

The Han businessman who was beaten burst into tears, and he stretched out his hand to pump his big mouth: "I'm a pig, my stinky mouth should be torn! Without the Qing Dynasty, how can we Han people have a good life, woo woo woo ......"

"I have no conscience, why can't I remember the goodness of the Manchu uncle? Without the saints of the past dynasties, we Han people would have died long ago...... Uncle, don't fight, there is money here, uncle drinks, I know that I am wrong......"

Pulling out the last fifty silver dollars in his pocket, this group of angry Eight Banners masters finally spared his life, and when the Han merchants stumbled out of the teahouse and ran to the pharmacy, the doctor sitting in the hall knew at a glance that at least three ribs were broken.

As soon as I inquired about the reason, the guy at the pharmacy couldn't help but think of the Buddha: "Amitabha, uncle, you have picked up a life, this banner person has been too crazy recently, and they are ruthless, so they will look for the evil stubble of our Han people, and you will have to avoid them in the future......"

The resentful Han merchant bit the root and whispered, "It's hateful, I can't stay in these four or nine cities, I'll go to Ryukyu to beg for a living when I'......m sick!"

Just when there was a sigh in the pharmacy, the few uncles in the teahouse who were holding silver dollars and preparing to drink were not very happy.

Hitting people is cool for a while, but it can't solve the fundamental problem, Huang Ye looked at the money in his hand, and suddenly felt sad in his heart, he slipped from the stool and fell to the ground, and began to cry as soon as he kicked his legs.

"Woooooooooo......oo What are we doing here? Interesting? Even if we kill that kid, the Far East won't be able to get that piece of dirt back...... I'm not reconciled!"

"Woooooooooo......oo We are full of suffering! We have broken our hearts for the Han people and given them a peaceful life, but in the end they will still harm us and rob our territory...... It's not a thing!"

One person crying, naturally driving hundreds of people to cry, the whole teahouse is sad, but everyone forgets that in the past two hundred years, it is actually the money and food of the Han people who are supporting them, and it is the Han people's forbearance and humiliation that have brought about the so-called peaceful and prosperous times.