Chapter 907: Assassination
This time, the imperial court did not talk about suppression, nor did it make any speeches, which made Liu Jun very strange, you know, that old woman was a person who dared to declare war with eleven countries that were famous in the world at the time, and this time she was able to endure such a big anger, you can imagine how much courage it takes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Head, telegram number one." Zhong Lin went out for about ten minutes, and then walked in again, and with him came in, there was also a telegram, this telegram was sent by No. 1 in Chengdu.
"What did you say?" Liu Jun didn't look at the telegram, but asked Zhong Lin in front of him.
Zhong Lin had already read the content on it when he came, and in order to be sure, he looked at it again, and then said: "No. 1 said that this morning, Songpan, Zhang Zhidong and other five people jointly played a joint performance, asking the imperial court to negotiate with us. “
Well, it's finally on time. Hearing this, Liu Jun nodded and looked at Zheng Yiqian in front of him: "I think we have to show sincerity and give an order, the defenders of Hanzhong, and withdraw one kilometer back." In addition, to send electricity to the imperial court, we in Liaodong, in order to reduce unnecessary harm to the people, hope to be able to peacefully solve the southwest problem. ”
"Your trick is ruthless enough, if it is resolved peacefully in the future, it is proposed by us, if there is a war, it is also for the people, you are the one who takes advantage of both sides." Zheng Yiqian on the side pointed at Liu Jun and walked out.
Chengdu, Yang'en Palace, the joint concert has been placed on Cixi's table, the concert was passed from the outside at noon today, it is clearly written that for the sake of Jiangshan Sheji, I hope to be able to negotiate with Liaodong. and buy time for the future.
The time when the concert arrived at the Yang'en Hall was at noon, and now that three hours have passed, the few princes standing below have their legs numb and their limbs are weak, even so, no one below dares to shout, after all, Cixi above has not spoken, who dares.
"I've been standing for a few hours, and the mourning family wants to know, what do you mean, today, while everyone is there, pay attention." Cixi, who had been closing her eyes, opened her eyes and looked at the clan that could be regarded as the current court that could show attention.
"Prince Qing, you are also an old man here, tell me how we should deal with this matter, whether we should negotiate with Ci Liaodong.
Qing Qingwan, who was standing in front, heard Cixi call his name, he knew where he could no longer pretend to be stupid, thought for a moment, Prince Qing stood up and said: "The slave thinks that we should not negotiate with Liaodong, our Qing Dynasty is the upper kingdom of the Celestial Empire, how can we negotiate with the chaotic ministers and thieves in Liaodong."
Straw bale, Cixi sighed in her heart when she heard this, and then waved her hand: "Zaitao, what do you mean?" ”
Zaitao is a person who understands, from the time King Qingqing said this, when he saw Cixi interrupting you, he knew that he was going to say no negotiations, and it was estimated that he would have to be beheaded at that time.
"The slave thinks that he should negotiate with Liaodong."
Seeing Cixi's smile, Zaitao said again: "Now, Tibet has been surrendered to the rebels. Our Great Qing Dynasty has been besieged by rebels, therefore, for the sake of the country, we should go to negotiate with Liaodong, so as to stabilize our Great Qing Dynasty foundation for ten thousand years. ”
Cixi loves to hear this, she has waited so long for this time, that is, to wait for this sentence, and now that people have said it, Cixi also went down the slope and said: "What do you all mean?" “
Nonsense, if you can't see the form clearly now, then even if these people have eaten for so many years in vain, they are still shit.
"Slaves and others seconded it."
That's it, and that's how things are settled. After Cixi looked at the people below, she said to Prince Qing in front of her: "Go back and discuss with the emperor and see who will handle this matter." Okay, the mourners are tired, go down and rest. "Cixi issued an eviction order.
It's time to go back and rest. From noon to now, but not even a drop of water has been drunk, and everyone is already on the verge of collapse.
"The minions are gone." After speaking, a dozen people turned around and walked out.
A group of damn rice buckets, when all the people retreated, Cixi secretly cursed in her heart, when these people came at noon today, she had already hinted that she wanted to make peace with Liaodong, but this group of damn people, dead or alive, didn't speak, and let herself sit here for so many hours, which made her feel a little remorseful.
"Lafayette, you might as well go back and rest." Li Lianying, who was on the side, was now a little numb in her legs, and he also wanted to feel like she was going back to rest. After all, this leg.
Uncomfortable, the current Cixi is as uncomfortable, with a sigh, Cixi got up from the chair and returned to the main hall with the help of Li Lianying, she wanted to have a good rest.
No. 11 Dongmen East Street, Chengdu, is the largest business center in Chengdu, and No. 11 is the most prosperous area here. The products sold here are all specialties collected from all over Liaodong.
Because the Northeast and other places have been occupied by Liaodong, it is not so easy to get materials from there, and some rich people who want to get the materials in the Northeast have to come here, and only here can they buy those materials.
The Chinese New Year is approaching soon, so in the past few days, there are a lot of people who come here to buy supplies.
Amidst the noise, a man in a black suit walked into the first floor of the department store, and then entered the room, he was the owner of the department store, and at the same time, he was also Xu Lin, the head of the Chengdu station of the Liaodong Intelligence Bureau.
Xu Lin has been in Chengdu for seven years, and when he first came here, he built an intelligence network from scratch, and now there are more than 3,000 intelligence personnel in Chengdu, some of whom are in government departments and some in the military system.
"Stationmaster, you're back." Dong Peng, the deputy on the side, saw Xu Lin walk in, and walked over to take his clothes.
"What's wrong. What instructions do you have from the director's side? ”
Dong Peng is the person in charge of receiving the telegram, since he got that the real person is Prince Qing, Xu Lin has already reported the situation to Liaodong, of course, how Liaodong will deal with this matter, he doesn't know, he knows that once the order is given, he will take action.
Launching an operation against Prince Qing, judging from his experience over the years, this time, Prince Qing will inevitably die.
"Stationmaster, the director's telegram has been sent." Dong Peng waited until Xu Lin sat down, then took out a note from his sleeve and handed it to Xu Lin.
Kill Prince Qing. Warning Zaitao, a few big words are clearly printed on it. (To be continued.) )