There are eighteen gates in Guangdong City, they are eight gates of the old city, five gates of the outer city, and three gates of the new city. The most important thing in the Xicheng District of Guangdong is the West Gate, which is near the left of the West Gate, and is stationed in the Eight Banners of Guangzhou, which is divided into the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty and the Eight Banners of the Manchurian Dynasty, but they are all stationed here, forming a unique area.

And the West City Gate, in addition to some hard-working bitter haha and vegetable picking farmers, only some idlers stumble here, and most of the poor people living in the broken grass houses outside the city are those poor families, but in the past few months, there are more and more coolies who work hard in the city, and most of the poor families who originally stayed outside the city seem to have moved away from here.

Today, however, most of these coolies and idlers did not go to work, squatting in the sun at the door one by one, or squatting in groups under the city wall and shouting for money.

You know, this is the station of the Eight Banners, who dares to make trouble, they don't make trouble with others, even if they burn high incense, plus those Eight Banners soldiers are usually idle, and it is rare to go to the school once, and the same is true for the sentry guarding the city gate.

And today, there is not even a trace of clouds in the sky, and there is not a trace of wind to tease the treetops, and those shriveled green leaves hang in a daze. The soldiers who had been guarding the city gate had long since gone to the shade of the tree where they had long been hiding, and they might have slept under the shade for an hour or two, and then smashed two bags of cigarettes before they turned back.

"Damn, what's going on, it's been almost three months, and I don't know when the adults want to launch it." A strong man leaning against the door of the crumbling and broken house, shirtless, exposing the vertical and horizontal scars on his upper body and the fierce flesh of the body, his eyes were fierce, and his expression was turning his eyelids from time to time to glance at the West Gate, and muttered quietly in his mouth.

"Don't worry, don't be in a hurry, what are you afraid of, the eight flags inside, all the fucking are a group of soft eggs, the last time the young master went to Guangxiao Temple to soak the little girl, the eight banners left to unify the forehead Bujia and let our young master give a hard beating, guess what?" Inside, another big man laughed and said, and two people who were playing cards next to him also turned their attention to it, gossiping with a face: "What's the matter." ”

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"There are hundreds of soldiers of the Eight Banners who rushed here, but when they met my brother and their own soldiers, they only fired a few fucking shots, and they all turned around and fled, one by two running faster than rabbits." The big man who spoke raised his eyebrows triumphantly.

"That's hundreds of people, all of them are armed, my brother and they were guarding the temple gate at most thirty or fifty people, you say, can this kind of seed be our opponent?"

"Alright, give me a little quiet, and don't forget what we're all doing here?!" The big man at the door suddenly shouted in a low voice, and the voices of several people in the room froze, and everything returned to the same calm as before.

Pan Mansion, Pan Youdu was sitting upright in the mansion, holding his son and kissing happily, and it was his wife sitting next to him. But at this moment, Mrs. Pan's eyes were a little red, and she looked at her husband expectantly, as if she hoped that the other party would make a choice.

"Let's go, time is running out, you go out of the city to the temple on the side of Baiyun Mountain to offer incense, and then go straight to the road, the virtuous son-in-law has already arranged the manpower, don't worry, this road is very safe." Pan Youdu reached out and touched his son's head, raised his head and smiled at the lady.

"Master, why don't you come with us?" Mrs. Pan's voice was a little hoarse. "The virtuous son-in-law has the ability, this concubine knows, but you don't need to stay here."

"No, I, Pan Youdu, have been a groveling businessman all my life, at this time, why should I still hide, I just want to take a look, to see the fate of those officials who command our businessmen in peacetime, and I want to see the fate of those Manchu Eight Banners." Pan Youdu shook his head slowly but resolutely.

"Madam, don't worry, with us here, we will definitely not let Boss Pan hurt a single hair, as for why you and Young Master Pan were sent away, it was just because something might happen in the officialdom in the past two days, I am afraid that if there is chaos in the city at that time, it will not be good to be scared at that time." Next to him, a middle-aged man who looked very simple said happily, as if this matter was really so insignificant.

Pan Youdu looked at his wife and persuaded with a pleasant face: "Yes, madam, I have made up my mind, you don't need to say more, the third brother and the second brother are now in Macau, and the fourth brother is in Hong Kong, you will take the children to Macau to play for a few days, and when the time comes, you will go to Hong Kong to live more, the air there is good, rest assured, after the matter is handled, I will naturally come to look for you and my son." Even if it's for your son's sake, you should take him there. ”

Hearing this, Mrs. Pan pondered for a while, nodded vigorously, took the son back to the middle school, raised her face, and looked at her husband. "I'll wait for you with my son."

"Hmmm! Let's go......" Pan Youdu laughed, waved his hand at his wife, and after watching the wife and child disappear out of sight step by step, Pan Youdu let out a long breath, sat back on the chair, looked at the cup of fragrant tea that was steaming with hot mist, a relaxed smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes seemed to be deep. "Virtuous son-in-law, you must not defeat ......"

The Admiral's Mansion, who was talking about a Baiyun Mountain there, holding a cup of tea, and listening to the master reading the palace report during this time to kill time, Wang Shouli suddenly saw a personal soldier walking in from outside the door, raised his eyebrows, and signaled that the personal soldier had something to say, it's okay to get out.

But without saying a word, the soldier handed over a blank letterhead. Then a whisper in a barely audible voice whispered in the ear of the king.

Wang Shouli's carefree posture stiffened slightly, and he raised his head in some astonishment, and after seeing the expression of the pro-soldier, he waved his hand to let the pro-soldier exit the room.

After opening the letterhead, with each line of words, the eyes looked outward, as if they had forgotten to breathe.

After a long time, Wang Shouli leaned back on the back of the chair depressedly, looking at the door with a somewhat dull gaze, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of bitterness and difficulty.

Beside him, the master who was reading the newspaper had already stopped and looked at his owner silently. Although he didn't understand what kind of content was in that letter, it would make his owner so shocked, but since Wang Shouli didn't say it, he wouldn't ask without interest.

After reading the letter, Wang Shouli looked at the door with a dull gaze, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of bitterness and difficulty. "Master, in two days, it's going to be the summer solstice, right?"

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"Yes, the proprietor, it will be the summer solstice." The master put down the newspaper and replied respectfully.

"The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the Qin mission sent by the court should go to Guangzhou." Wang Shouli reached out and stroked his tightly knit brow.

"Could it be that they brought the will to dispose of General Liang's soldiers? It shouldn't be, General Liang is in Beijing, but there are Heshen and Zhongtang covering, those people are clearly just making trouble, with the eyes of Hezhongtang, how can they not see it? Over the years, Hezhongtang has taken a lot of benefits from Liang Zongbing's hands, just those money silks, according to the surname of Hezhongtang, will also maintain one or two. "This master is from Shaoxing, has been with Wang Shouli for a long time, and he is the most trusted by Wang Shouli, and he looks at problems and judges them very accurately.

"Hehe, you're right, Hezhongtang is indeed enough to maintain this Liang General Soldier, but this time, it was our Prince Jia, who has been canonized as the crown prince by the emperor and has begun to assist in the administration of the court." Wang Shouli stood up, shook his head with his hands and smiled bitterly.

"What?!" The master couldn't help but be shocked and stood up. "The prince would do this? You must know that Liang Zongbing can be regarded as the pillar of the country, these two vast sea areas, if there is no Liang Zongbing, how can it be so Jingning? ”

"It's because it's too Jingning, I don't know how many people's financial routes are blocked, I can say that more than ninety percent of the officials in Liangguang and Guangzhou, I wish that the will brought by that Qincha was to immediately execute Liang Pengfei." There was a cruel smirk on the corner of Wang Shouli's mouth.

"Unexpectedly, the general soldiers of a town who have worked hard for Ningjing in the sea area of Guangdong will become a victim of the court again." When the master heard Wang Shouli's words, his face was filled with a trace of bitterness, and he shook his head and said.

"Hehe, it's a pity, it's a pity, those idiots, they do this, do they really think that they can see the ending they want?" Wang Shouli stopped at the door of the hall. "Mr. Wu, I'm afraid the weather in these two Guangxi is going to change, and there will be big changes."

Hearing Wang Shouli's profound emotion, that Master Wu felt that his eyebrows were beating wildly, and his heart seemed to be poured with a scoop of hot oil. If it weren't for serving as a master for a long time, he would have been deeply nourished, and he might have really jumped.

"Mr. Wu, these days, I'm afraid that it won't be peaceful outside, so don't go out for the time being, stay in the mansion with peace of mind, as long as it's in the governor's mansion, let him be stormy and thunderous, I won't move, hehehe......" Wang Shouli stood on the eaves, looking at the blue and poor sky, but the laughter was so gloomy.

Master Wu, who had just gotten up, couldn't help but shiver. "The proprietor can rest assured that during this time, the students are interested in studying and studying hard behind closed doors."

"Okay, very good, you can go......" Wang Shouli nodded to this Master Wu, and after watching the master leave the hall with great consternation under his apparent calmness, he turned around and walked towards the hall there, took out a box of matches, lit the oil lamp, and lit the letter and the envelope on the oil lamp.

The leaping light of the fire illuminated his face in a flickering light, and his eyes overflowed with a kind of paranoia and madness peculiar to gamblers who risked their lives to gain wealth.

(To be continued)