All the liquor shops were full that night, and the people of Beijing were all talking about the clash in Guangqumen at noon today, especially those who witnessed it were held up to the sky, and as long as they said that they had experienced the whole process, then someone would immediately invite him to drink and give him a free order.

"Tell me about today's events, how did the old man bully people......

There are so many red-headed drunkards who drink and we haven't had such a face-saving one! I can't wait to jump on the table and say, "Speaking of which, that old Maozi is really hateful, and he insulted Prime Minister Xiao of the East China Sea by name, and the envoy retorted a little and raised his hand and was shot......

"Oops! The envoy has been shot?

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished yet, the bullet didn't hit, and it flew over with my scalp...... But that's dangerous enough, and if you go down an inch a little bit, you won't be able to die......"

"Ladies and gentlemen, I learned today that the old man was deliberately provoking trouble and making some kind of conspiracy to find an excuse to fight with our Qing Dynasty...... They want to occupy the land outside the Guan, and even Shandong, they want to occupy it, saying that they want to build a military port......"

"His grandmother's!" everyone slapped the table and scolded angrily, "This old Maozi is really not a thing, and the court doesn't care about it?" I think this Qing Dynasty ...... To play!"

"Silence, silence! You drank too much, right? Scold Lao Maozi, scold Lao Maozi, what is the court doing?"

The whole night of Sijiu City was spent in a noisy shouting, the people held their breath in their hearts but could not vent, they had no choice but to scold, and they could only drunken and pray to God for a holy monarch and a famous minister to teach these foreign devils a lesson.

In the late Qing Dynasty, people were more fantasizing about a strong man coming to save them, and never considered how they could become stronger to save themselves. Of course, this is not to blame, many times the emperor does not want the people to have the ability to save themselves, because that ability will naturally conflict with the imperial power.

This caused a strange appearance in the late Qing Dynasty, the emperor and the court disliked the ignorance of the people, hated the civil officials, loved money, and the military attachés were afraid of death, but they never thought that who had already developed such a national character.

It is really the funniest joke in the world that it is rare to have both worlds, and to want the people to become gentle and obedient little sheep in front of them and be slaughtered by others, and to make them become tigers against foreign enemies in the face of national disasters.

Similarly, the people also have double standards for the imperial court, on the one hand, they hope that the imperial court must be as warm as a spring breeze in front of them, and on the other hand, they want the country to be tough on the outside world and not lose the face of the country.

This is the root cause of all the chaos in the late Qing Dynasty, the ruler and the ruled are actually in a serious state of insanity, and everyone does not have a correct positioning of their responsibilities and powers, as if everyone can explain their responsibilities and powers.

Everyone wants power, but no one wants to shoulder responsibility, and the idea of absolute self-interest has long been a serious internal friction, which has accelerated corruption and degeneration.

What's even more serious is that such a chaotic situation has caught up with the prelude to globalization, and the contradictions that could have been slowly adjusted behind closed doors have suddenly become the weakness of interracial attacks, taking advantage of your illness to kill you, you are very weak is not the reason for me to let you go, on the contrary, your weakness is a great opportunity for me to cut your flesh.

On such a dreary day, someone should indeed pierce it!

All night, the people drank and scolded the street and then went home to sleep, and the high-ranking officials of the Manchu Qing Dynasty got together to discuss this diplomatic conflict, and they couldn't discuss anything for a long time, and the angry Prince Gong threw two tea bowls in a row.

As for the middle and low-level bureaucrats, they are completely concerned with their own high-level attitude, find a place in the Bada Hutong to have a drink, and then sleep with a woman in their arms, as for how the world is, it doesn't matter to the master.

But what should come will still come, and the next morning, when the queen mother of the two palaces and the princes and ministers did not agree on anything, a little eunuch ran over like a gust of wind.

"Empress Dowager, ladies and gentlemen...... Just after the hour, the Russian minister led a team to the prime minister's yamen, and then the Ryukyu minister also arrived...... Lord Wang, now there is no senior member in the Prime Minister's Yamen, so I urgently ask for help!"

"Oops...... This is not good, the sixth uncle hurried to the prime minister's yamen to sit in the town, adapt to the situation, don't let them fight!" Cixi and Ci'an opened their mouths almost at the same time and ordered.

Yi buttoned his hat on his head, and rushed out before Shi Li could turn his head, and a group of little eunuchs around him followed and ran in the direction of Donghua Gate.

"Hurry up and send an order, let all the negotiating envoys get their guns down, and they must not negotiate with guns...... Swift rule of the American Legation and the British Legation, please accompany the ambassadors of the two countries......"

"Let the Admiral of the Nine Gates transfer troops, isolate the inside and outside, and never allow idle people to watch...... Let Shuntianfu work together to maintain order!Damn the truth is afraid of whatever you want......"

After Yi and the others passed through Donghua Gate and Dong'an Gate and crossed Dongsi Pailou Street to the Prime Minister's Yamen, they found that there were already thousands of empty alleys outside the street, and the soldiers of the Admiral of Jiumen and the soldiers of Shuntianfu were too inefficient, so they didn't arrive for half a day.

"How's that? Take my film and move troops...... Hurry up!" Yi Zheng was angry, so he listened to the sound of horses' hooves from the back, and looked up to see that it was the seventh brother Yi Xun who personally led the troops to suppress it.

The streets were full of soldiers, surrounding the prime minister's yamen, and the people who were frightened by the cold and shining swords and spears retreated one after another, followed by the sound of the gongs of Shuntianfu, and a group of dog-legged people drove the people out violently.

"It's all home, it's home, let's see what's going on, get out of here!"

The two princes, Yi and Yixun, strode inside, and when they arrived at the lobby, they found that the two sides had not yet met, and they were preparing for war in the left and right wings, and the smell of gunpowder could be smelled through the blue brick wall.

It may be that yesterday's misfire incident caused both sides to restrain themselves, so the order to fire was very smooth, and the guards on both sides, including the envoys' own guns, were surrendered, and at this time the American, British, and even French ministers quickly arrived and came to observe with their own purposes.

Bang Dang...... Bang Dang...... With two loud bangs, the doors of the east and west wings were kicked open, and the ambassadors on both sides had obviously accumulated their anger and were holding back their amplifying moves.

The people on both sides of the opposite side walked up to the lobby together, and the palms of Yi Kan's hands were full of sweat, "Cut full! For the sake of safety, leave the saber in the house, and all weapons cannot be taken out of the house......

Ulangori clasped his hands together and his knuckles clicked, "Your Majesty, should I chop off my fists and leave them in the room?"

Xiao Hexin's iron-headed cane knocked on the bluestone slab: "My cane was given by the Crown Prince of Prussia!

Drink...... The smell of gunpowder was so strong that the people in the entire Prime Minister's yamen shrank their necks one by one.