"Smack!"

Emperor Guangxu of the Qing Dynasty at this time had a gloomy face that could drip ink out. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

He took a sip of tea at the right temperature, but he couldn't extinguish the anger in his heart, and with a 'snap', he slammed the blue and white gold porcelain cup in his hand to the ground.

In the splash of snow porcelain and blue water, a sharp fragment of porcelain white ejected and splashed on the old face of Prince Shiduo, who was kneeling at the very front.

A thin cut was made, and a wisp of blood slowly oozed out.

"Asan is defeated! Neutralization and defeat! Pyongyang is defeated! ”

Guangxu stood up suddenly, like a rampaging lion, walking back and forth in the hall and roaring: "Ye Zhichao misled the country, he deserves to die, he deserves to die!" ”

The twenty-three-year-old Guangxu Emperor was at the age when his blood and qi were just a little bit old.

In the morning, he excitedly inspected the 'sacrifice of prisoners' at Tiananlou, and at the noon banquet, he was unanimously praised and praised by the ministers of the Western powers.

It was not easy to find a trace of the edification of the master of the Eastern Empire.

But as soon as the banquet ended, he was given this thunderbolt on a sunny day, which shook his heart and made him dizzy.

Just like in the cold winter of the number nine, Emperor Guangxu, who was running with hot sweat, poured a bucket of biting cold water on his head, which made his soul tremble.

Tomorrow, the news of the fall of Pyongyang will spread all over the world, thinking of the 'sacrifice of prisoners' in the morning, Guangxu feels that his face has been slapped by these uncompetitive subordinates.

Shame on you—

What a shame on the faces of the ancestors and ancestors!

"Feng Asheng is dead, and now even Zuo Guigui is dead!"

Guangxu's eyes flashed with blood-red anger: "I really want the generals of Pyongyang, let Ye Zhichao stand in front of me and ask me what they are doing?" What exactly do they want to do! ”

The more Guangxu spoke, the more angry he became, and he roared in the hall dancing: "Is it really that I am a blind, deaf, and fool!" ”

Among the five ministers of military aircraft, two are full and three are man.

At this time, when they heard Emperor Guangxu talk about this extremely sensitive topic, the five of them were shocked and did not dare to speak.

The current Qing Dynasty, after several invasions from the West, the bloody sweep of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's rebellion is no longer like the prosperous Kangqian era in the past.

At that time, whether in the court or the military, the children of the Eight Banners firmly held the authority.

But now, in addition to this small Forbidden City, where is the Han people not having an absolute advantage in the official yamen outside?

And what is even more terrifying is that the Qing Dynasty has a million troops, but the elite army that can really fight belongs to the Han army nine times out of ten.

And among these Han troops, the Beiyang Huai system accounts for at least seventy percent!

Not to mention the Beiyang Naval Division, which can be used as a barrier for the Qing Dynasty, is completely equivalent to Li Hongzhang's private force, except for Li Hongzhang's strips, no one else can command it!

It can be said that now it is the Han army, and it is the Huai Department who is helping the Son of Heaven to guard the country and set the world.

The young emperor's words at this time are unscrupulous, and if they are spread by people with good intentions, and then add to the rumors, it may cause a lot of turmoil.

Prince Li's mouth moved, wanting to remind the emperor to be cautious, but with the corner of his eye, he saw Guangxu running wild in the hall, so he shrank his head and closed his mouth tightly.

As the saying goes, if you don't care about yourself, why bother asking for trouble?

The remaining four ministers of military aircraft also knelt silently, as if they didn't understand the meaning of the emperor's words at all.

It's not that I can't understand it, but I don't dare to understand it, and I can't understand it.

Unless he is really hanged by his old birthday star, he will have a long life.

Once this matter is involved, it will be sandwiched between the emperor, the queen mother, and Li Hongzhang, these three huge grinding plates, and anyone will have to be crushed to pieces, and there will be no bones!

Since the Changmao Rebellion, the Hunan army first sprung up, and after the pacification of the chaos, the Hunan army has even completely controlled half of China.

And what was even more terrifying at that time was that the imperial court had almost exhausted all the troops that were loyal to it and could be directly mobilized.

As long as the person who has shaved his head is brave enough to wave his army north, he may have to change his surname in this world.

It is no exaggeration to say this: at that time, not only the Qing Dynasty, but even most of the world was holding its breath, looking at the city of Nanjing, waiting for the next move of the Hunan army with various complicated thoughts.

Fortunately, Zeng didn't have the courage to shave his head, and the Queen Mother was wise and decisive, and after a series of dazzling and powerful means, she completely decomposed the Hunan army and went to the imperial court.

After the destruction of the long hair, in order to limit the power of the Hunan army, the imperial court reused the Huai army to exterminate the twist, but the twist was finally exterminated, and a more terrifying Huai system than the Hunan army was born on its corpse.

And the guy 'Li Bastard' is much more ghostly than his teacher's 'Zeng Shaved Head', these years the Queen Mother and the Queen Mother have seen the tricks of playing Tai Chi, and they have played a prosperous era, but they have also reborn the Huai Department into a formidable behemoth in Beiyang.

Now the Queen Mother wants to delegate power and go into the garden to live for the rest of her life.

But this 'Li bastard' is more and more vigorous, not only does he not mean to hand over power to the emperor at all, but he also wants to cultivate the successor of the next generation of Beiyang.

How could this kind of lawless audacity be endured by the young and vigorous little emperor who was bent on recreating the 'prosperous era of the Celestial Empire'?

So in the past two years, there has been a tug-of-war between Beiyang and Weng Tonggong, why didn't anyone stand up and say a fair word and discuss right and wrong.

It's not that there is no right or wrong, but it's about the imperial power, and where is there any right or wrong!

Unless someone is crazy and wants to die, who will intervene in this matter again?

At this time, among the six Korean armies, the Yi Army, the Sheng Army, the Renzi Army, and the Luyu Defense Army, these four teams were all the Beiyang descendants of Li Hongzhang.

Fengsheng's Jilin training army is a strong force of eight banners that the royal family has focused on cultivating in recent years.

Moreover, Feng Sheng'a himself is only fifty years old this year, and he is a Manchu general who is ready to be the 'monk Lingqin' of the Guangxu Dynasty to vigorously support.

It is used to assist the emperor and counter the Beiyang.

The Zuo Precious Feng Army was born under the hands of Seng Lingqin, whether it was the Hui people's Zuo Guigui or this Feng Army, for many years under the deliberate arrangement of the royal family, it has been outside Li Hongzhang's Beiyang system.

And it is located in Fengtian, the land of Longxing in the Qing Dynasty, looking down on the pass.

Although when the Feng army was transferred to the northeast, Li Hongzhang deliberately used the method of 'mixing sand' to transfer Nie Guilin, the general of the Huai Army, to the Feng army.

However, the hard-tempered Zuo Guigui not only did not buy Li Hongzhang's account over the years, but also suppressed Nie Guilin to the death, firmly excluding the forces of Beiyang from the Feng army.

Therefore, after neutralization, Pyongyang suffered two major defeats, and the rest of the four armies of the Beiyang system were fine, but it was these two non-Huai armies, which can be said to be the nails in the eyes of the Beiyang Huai system.

Not only were the losses heavy, but even two managers were killed.

How can this not be suspicious?

In the Heart Cultivation Palace, the hearts and livers of the five important ministers were all trembling, and they felt that even if they were thousands of miles away from Pyongyang, it seemed that their noses could smell the strong smell of conspiracy.

Several people hurriedly didn't dare to think about it anymore.

This is the fighting method between the little emperor and Lao Li, and outsiders have to take off a layer of skin if they rub each other a little carelessly.

It's still rare to be confused and wise to protect yourself, which is the best policy.