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The city is broken!

When the news of the destruction of the city came, Huang Mian, who was supervising the construction of artillery at the Gunpowder Bureau, couldn't believe all this. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"How so!"

How could it be...... It will be so fast!

After the initial panic, he immediately realized that his life was at stake. When the Cantonese bandits attacked the city last year, Zhang Liangji of Xiangfu adopted Zuo Zongtang's suggestion to borrow silver from the rich families in the city to make up the salary, Huang Mian not only lent 40,000 taels of silver, and "built the imperial policy", after Changsha was defended, with the defense of the city, with the help of all the merits, Huang Mian not only restored the official restoration, but also got Zhang Liangji's order, in the city god temple area to organize a gunpowder bureau, cast artillery, make gunpowder, and even designed a "mountain splitting cannon", after test firing, no matter the range and lethality, are more than the old artillery. The Gunpowder Bureau can produce as many as 10 iron and wrought iron cannons per month, and can also produce gunpowder and lead bullets in large quantities.

These are all his credits to the court, but if they are replaced by Han rebellion - this is all a sin!

"Shi, Shibo, how is this a good ......"

Ouyang Xin, who came in a hurry, asked in surprise as soon as he entered the door. As the third young master of the Ouyang family, he has no hobbies, only good works, and even this "mountain cannon" seems to be made by Huang Mian, but in fact he accounts for eight points of credit, this will hear that the city is broken, and naturally instinctively run to Huang Mian to try to help him.

"Run, hurry, nephew, hurry, while you can escape, escape quickly, don't fall into the hands of Han Yi......"

It's not that Huang Mian is afraid, it's that he does have a reason to be afraid, after Wuchang fell into the hands of the Cantonese bandits, not to mention that there are a few people who are officials and officials, even the rich and a few people who have survived, all of them are broken and died, and the viciousness of the Cantonese bandits In his opinion, it is not inferior to those thieves described in the history books, and it is precisely because of this that when he defended the city last time, he would resolutely lend 40,000 taels of silver.

"Quick, nephew, you go quickly......"

But before he could say this, there was already a burst of gunfire on the street like bursting beans, and the next moment a servant ran in and shouted in horror.

"Master, master, it's not good, thieves, thieves are calling......"

Before the servant could finish speaking, Huang Mian heard a sound of a shoe stepping on the ground, which came from the door of the Powder Bureau, and then only heard a Hubei dialect.

"Those who descend will not die!"

In a few bangs, the gunpowder bureau was full of the craftsmen's prayers for help, and then, Huang Mian saw several thieves wearing dark blue clothes and holding fire guns, their shoes seemed to be playing with iron palms, walking up and making a "da-da" sound, as soon as these people saw him, they immediately held the fire guns, pointed at the bright white short sword at the head of the guns, and panicked, Huang Mian quickly knelt on the ground and said.

"Under the Wish, Willing to Descend ......"

Not everyone is willing to surrender, almost after the city was broken, Luo Bingzhang, who knew that he was irretrievable, did not take off his official robe and try to hide among the people like others, but looked at the words written on the wall, "If you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are good, you will help the world", in his early years, he was just a down-and-out Confucian student. However, his youth was not first, and he was not willing to be down, and he was resentful, so he turned to be like Hong Xiuquan, who wanted to take turns in feng shui, and came to my house this year to live the emperor's addiction; And it's still a broken reading book, painstaking fame. Therefore, he finally won the fame, starting from the Hanlin Academy, edited by the Hanlin Academy, the Sichuan Province supervised the imperial history, and the engineering department gave the matter, the Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple, the right concubine of the right Chunfang of the Zhan Shifu, and the bachelor of the Hanlin Academy. It wasn't until four years ago that he was released because he was an upright official.

"Who has not died since ancient times......"

Holding the sword on the table, Luo Bingzhang silently read this song in his heart, this sword was given by a local Tusi when he was in Yunnan, it is said that it was used by King Mu in Yunnan, as for the King Mu, the Tusi can't tell, but at this time Luo Bingzhang sighed in his heart about his fate, how similar it is to King Mu, and the last King Mu is so loyal...... Now that I can use the sword of King Mu to repay the court with death, it is also very honorable to think of it...... Although he thought so in his heart, Luo Bingzhang found that he couldn't draw this sword at all.

……

Holding this sword in his hand, Luo Bingzhang can't pull it, and he can't pull it out, this sword seems to weigh a thousand catties, in fact, there is still some unwillingness in his heart, for the forty-year-old to seek fame, fifty-six years old before being released, only four years of release for him, he still has too many ambitions that have not been realized, and now, just like this, he is dead......

"Boss, don't do that!"

Pushing open the door, Liu Rong, as his staff, saw Luo Bingzhang holding a sword in his hand, and hurriedly bowed.

"This victory or defeat is really a common thing in soldiers, and the boss doesn't have to ......"

It doesn't have to be how?

Luo Bingzhang shook his head helplessly.

"Xia Xian, you should leave quickly, I think this Han rebel will not pursue you as a guest, old man......"

After a slight pause, Luo Bingzhang continued.

"In addition to serving the court with death, the old man is afraid that others will go on his own way, the Han rebel tyrannical is not inferior to the Cantonese bandits, the original Cantonese bandits sat in the cage and hanged Wuchang Huguang officials less than 100 people, and the Han rebelled into Wuchang and beheaded more than 4,000 people in Chu Yong in Hunan Province, its tyranny is so tyrannical, the old man is really ashamed of the father and elder of Hunan Province......"

Luo Bingzhang's words are also heartfelt, on the one hand, he feels ashamed of his Hunan fathers and elders, and failed to hold Changsha, but on the other hand, he knows that he has no way out now, don't say that he can't surrender, even if he descends, how can Han rebel tolerate him?

"My lord, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of ......"

Only half of the words were spoken, Liu Rong stopped talking, and he never knew that the proprietor now had no way out, even if he escaped from Changsha by luck, how would the court explain? Staying here is probably a dead end.

"That's it, that's it, Xia Xian, you still take advantage of the time you can go, hurry up, I just hope you can remember the old love, he will collect the body for the old man in the future, and the old man will make a grass ring in the next life to report the ......"

As he spoke, Luo Bingzhang had already drawn out the sword, looking at the shining sword body, he suddenly gritted his teeth, and when he raised the sword, the door was slammed open, and then he saw several people rushing over, and one of them rushed over quickly, and snatched the sword from Luo Bingzhang's hand......

"It's you!"

After seeing the person in front of him clearly, Luo Bingzhang's eyes were full of disbelief.

"The old man only thought that you had died in Wuchang for the imperial court with Zhang Shiqing, but he never thought about it, he didn't think about it......"

Yes, the person who came was too unexpected for him, if it weren't for the fact that he was extremely familiar, I am afraid he would not have dared to believe that the guest who had cut off his braids, had short hair and was wearing a Western-style military uniform would actually be Zuo Zongtang.

In fact, not to mention others, even Zuo Zongtang himself, never believed that he would cut his braids one day, he even remembered the solemnity in his heart when he cut off his braids in the room that day, but now, he has adapted to this Western-style short hair, although the braid is still put in the box by him. But some things always need to be adapted, just like the Han people accepted the braid under the butcher's knife two hundred years ago, the only difference is that the Han army did not use knives to force each other, but only through verbal "humiliation".

"I never thought that you would rebel! Zuo Jigao, Zhang Shiqing treats you well, and the court has never failed you, why are you rebellious! ”

At this time, Luo Bingzhang had an impulse in his heart, that is, to loudly reprimand Zuo Zongtang, a gutless rat.

"Because I'm Han!"

In the face of Luo Bingzhang's excitement, Zuo Zongtang calmly responded with one sentence, and it was just such a sentence that made Luo Bingzhang's thousands of words in his belly all bad in his throat, and looking at his appearance of wanting to speak, Zuo Zongtang's heart almost didn't laugh out loud, this will finally "revenge" yesterday's revenge - all the "qi" received from Governor Zhu that day was returned to Luo Bingzhang's body.

At this time, Zuo Zongtang finally understood why Zhu Dadu would use the "Han Righteous Army", just one sentence "I am Han", and he could race through a thousand words, which is "Why is the son of the Han family a foreign race"!

No wonder when mentioning "Han rebellion", there will always be those uneasiness in my heart, for no other reason, just because "I am Han", because I am also Han!

The sentence "I am a Han" only made Luo Bingzhang's heart swell with extremely complex emotions, the higher the official, the more he knew the "Manchu and Han Great Defense", but he knew the word "Han" well, and at this time, Zuo Zongtang's reminder made him no longer able to pretend not to see these two words, in fact, the word "Han" had long been engraved into his blood and bones, but he was selectively rude by many people, and Zuo Zongtang's reminder made him almost unable to find words to refute the other party, perhaps, he never thought of refuting the other party at all, because ...... I am also Han.

"I heard that the boss wants to cut himself,"

Facing Luo Bingzhang, Zuo Zongtang's tone seemed very calm,

"Boss, why bother!"

After this long sigh, Zuo Zongtang looked at Luo Bingzhang, who was silent, and knew that the other party was fluctuating because of his previous rebuttal, so he continued.

"Since the boss is a Han Chinese, how can he be like this for the Manchu court?"

"Luo doesn't compete with you for the benefit of your tongue,"

When he said this, Luo Bingzhang himself felt that he had no confidence, but he didn't want to show weakness to others, and he said again.

"No wonder this Changsha only guards for a few hours, with your Zuo Jigao help, this thief rebelliously seized Changsha, wouldn't it be better to explore the bag and take things, think about it, Wuchang fell lightly at the beginning, and it was the same!"

"Changsha, Zuo is really clear, as for Wuchang, ......"

The words paused slightly, and Zuo Zongtang, who knew that Luo Bingzhang must have resentment in his heart, was not annoyed, but just smiled.

"If the boss is willing, you might as well talk to Zhang Zhengtai, and naturally you can know why Wuchang fell!"

"If you want to kill, you ......"

Before he finished speaking, Luo Bingzhang suddenly looked at Zuo Zongtang and asked in surprise.

"Zhang Shiqing is still alive?" (To be continued.) )