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Zhang Peilun, the aunt of the staff, Wu Tingfang, the judicial staff, Sheng Huaixuan, the provincial and Taoist of the Tianjin Customs, the DPRK Prime Minister Yuan Shikai, the consul of Seoul Tang Shaoyi, the general of the Naval Battalion Office Luo Fenglu, the guard general of the Dagu Fort, Wu Yuren, the commander of the Beitang Defense District, Wang Shouzheng, the prefect of Jinmen, Chen Wenqi, the prefect of Jinmen, --

The officials of the Beiyang Department and Tianjin were gathered together to discuss the matter of tomorrow's sacrifice of prisoners, but Li De, the American consul in the Zizhulin Concession, came uninvited.

Before he could sit down, Li De opened his mouth and said that he had received a telegram from Nagasaki that the 7,000 Qing troops were raided by half a squadron of the Japanese army in Zhonghe, and they lost their armor and fled in embarrassment, capturing and killing more than 400 people, and the commander of the escort army, Feng Sheng'a, was killed on the spot.

As soon as Li De's words came out, everyone in the lobby changed color, and the news could not be concealed, after all, it was passed before the 'sacrifice of prisoners'!

Then Li De bluntly demanded that the "prisoner dedication" ceremony be canceled, threatening that this humiliating behavior would completely anger the Oriental government, and the United States would no longer intervene in the reconciliation matter.

Seeing off the American consul Li De, Li Hongzhang's face was as gloomy as the black clouds outside the hall, and there was silence in the huge hall.

"Zhongtang, this 'sacrifice of prisoners' is imperative; now the people of the entire Jinmen are waiting for it, and everything is ready on the side of the capital, and the emperor and the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty will personally participate."

Zhang Peilun didn't say any more, but the meaning was already obvious.

However, Li De said that the news of the defeat of neutralization had been sent to the U.S. Consulate General in Beijing, including Britain, France, and Western countries. It is estimated that by the afternoon, the Prime Minister's Yamen will get the news and send a telegram to inquire. ”

Wu Tingfang has maintained good news with Oriental officials for many years, and as an expert on Western methods, he believes that this kind of 'sacrifice of prisoners' has no real meaning except for a good face.

"And once the news of the defeat of Zhonghe is in Jinmen and spreads in Beijing, tomorrow's 'sacrifice of prisoners' will be ugly."

Yuan Shikai proposed: "Can we not use the sensitive word 'sacrifice of prisoners' and let the prisoners walk around the streets and alleys of Jinmen, and the angry 'people' will definitely throw stones and hurt some prisoners; ”

The people in the room immediately glanced at Yuan Shikai, this seemed to be the most appropriate and reasonable way without hurting face.

Yuan Shikai hid in Jinmen for so many days, and as soon as he got the news that the Japanese army was encircling Pyongyang, he immediately 'went out of the mountain' with Tang Shaoyi and came to meet the governor's yamen.

Because in Yuan Shikai's view, pointing to Ye Zhichao's gang, Pyongyang can hold the sky for ten days and a half.

And even if he received an errand at this time, he rubbed left and right, and it is estimated that Pyongyang will fall before he reaches Andong County.

"You're all wrong!"

Li Hongzhang said angrily: "I'm a dead old man who wants to go into a coffin in his seventies and eighties, what kind of face do I want!" It was a major defeat in Zhonghe, and 7,000 people were driven away by 100 people from half a squadron of the Japanese army, not the siege of 20,000 or 30,000 Japanese troops full of lies by Ye Zhichao! ”

Li Hongzhang couldn't help but slap the table and said angrily: "There are no losses in other battalions, but more than 500 people in the two teams of the Zhenghongqi Infantry and Zhenglanqi Infantry have suffered most of the casualties, and Fengsheng'a was actually killed; What will the emperor and the banner men of the Manchu Dynasty think of this matter? ”

"Click!"

A thunderbolt suddenly sounded in the sky above the governor's yamen, which shook everyone in the hall and trembled in their hearts.

"Whoa-la-"

Immediately, a pouring rain fell from the sky, 'crackling' splashing on the bluestone ground outside the door, as if hitting everyone's mixed hearts.

Between Beiyang and the imperial court, suspicion has been around for a long time.

In addition to the Beiyang system over the years, the imperial court has been vigorously supporting the bannermen and generals, just to gradually replace Beiyang.

And the generals of Beiyang also took away a large amount of military salary resources for the training of the bannermen, and complained constantly, and from time to time there were various small actions to restrain them.

When this news spread to the Forbidden City, would the two people in the palace think that this was a trap deliberately set up by the Beiyang tribes for the banner army to kill Fengsheng?

Yin killed a banner man commander of the second grade, two teams of more than 300 banner soldiers, how angry the emperor would be!

"So Zhongtang has been pressing this matter, wanting to wait for Pyongyang to make a good report, and then hand it in together, so that no matter how angry the court is in its heart, the world is quiet and quiet, and the eyes of the people are staring, and the court will not be able to issue an edict to condemn the crime; But now—"

Zhang Peilun explained two sentences to everyone in the room, and before he finished speaking, he looked out of the hall in surprise.

Everyone's eyes turned away.

I saw that outside the bead curtain in the lobby, an oil-paper umbrella embroidered with Qingshan Yuandai appeared leisurely in everyone's sight.

In the middle of the show, Li Jingpu walked over wearing a lady's long skirt.

"Jing Pu, what's the matter?"

Li Hongzhang suppressed the depression in his heart and asked with a smile.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that my sister-in-law asked me to ask my father, when the eldest brother estimates when Ming'er will come back, is it going directly to Jingshi to face the saint? Along the way, the wind and dust are dusty, and the family is easy to make arrangements. ”

Li Jingpu didn't expect that there were so many people in the lobby, his pretty face couldn't help but blush, and his smart eyes couldn't help but dodge a little.

Since she understood Li Hongzhang's plans, Li Jingpu's sister-in-law and eldest sister have always made fun of that person with her, making Li Jingpu embarrassed and angry and unable to get off the stage.

On that day, by the lotus pond, the unintentional touch of his hands aroused the feeling that made his soul tremble, and he inadvertently walked into Li Jingpu's dream from time to time.

A ripe peach full of honey, just waiting for the lover to pick and suck.

For several nights in a row, Li Jingpu woke up in a mysterious convulsion between the two strands, and his pants flooded like washing, and they were full of clear liquid.

This kind of shame that has never been done before naturally makes Li Jingpu feel irrepressible, and his heart and liver are like deer.

However, the heart-pounding little anticipation, the little joy and the little vertigo, as well as the panic feeling that the duckweed has been helpless for many years, suddenly disappeared, and my heart was full of full concern.

This feeling is so novel and wonderful, but it also makes Li Jingpu's heart full of anxiety for many years, and he always wants to get the news of that 'bastard'.

So as soon as he heard his sister say that his brother-in-law and his father were discussing North Korea in the lobby, Li Jingpu couldn't control his legs at all, and he hesitated all the way in his heart and walked over.

Except for Zhang Peilun and Li Hongzhang, the rest of the people in the house didn't understand the little Jiujiu here, and they all sighed that the children in the middle hall were really brothers and sisters.

Face saint?

Li Hongzhang grinned when he heard this.

"What's wrong, Daddy?"

Seeing his father's expression, Li Jingpu sighed in his heart, could it be that something big happened in Pyongyang!

"Something happened in North Korea two days ago,-"

Zhang Peilun briefly told Li Jingpu that he didn't dare to say that He Changying led the army out of Pyongyang to meet the enemy.

Li Jingpu couldn't help but be silent in his heart, the eldest brother really went to face the saint, what kind of face did the emperor have to treat this matter?

"Qiyu Zhongtang, the telegraph room has come to Anzhou's letter."

Outside the door, Qin Yuefeng, a member of the Governor's Yamen Telegraph Office, made a loud announcement.

"Anzhou!"

Li Hongzhang exclaimed: "What letter is coming from Anzhou?" ”

Everyone in the house was nervous, could it be that in the blink of an eye, Pyongyang would have fallen, so report an emergency from Anju?

Otherwise, the highest general in Anju City is nothing more than Lu Benyuan, the commander of the Sheng army, how could he cross the generals of Pyongyang and call Jinmen if he has nothing to do!