"Hong Shun...... Why did you go like this......" Hong Jun said sadly, and gently closed Hong Shun's eyelids with his hand. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother Tao Shi, people can't be resurrected after death, mourn."

Seeing Hong Jun's sad appearance, Lin Yizhe and Zhang Deyi kept comforting him on the side.

Hong Jun shed tears and straightened Hong Shun's clothes, and suddenly, his hand seemed to touch something in Hong Shun's clothes.

Hong Jun first pinched it with his hand, and found that it seemed to be a letter-like thing, he knew that it might be a letter left by Hong Shun, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, stretched out his hand to go in, touched the clothes, took out the letter from the pocket of Hong Shun's clothes, and opened it casually to take a look.

Lin Yizhe noticed that Hong Jun's face seemed to change, and he couldn't help but be a little curious about what Hong Shun wrote on this letter, but on this sad occasion, he still suppressed his curiosity.

He didn't know that at this time, Hong Jun's chest was about to explode.

"Hong Shun...... You're going to go...... I'll do it for you if you don't have anything in your heart......" Hong Jun said, folding the letter and putting it in his arms. Then he dug into Hong Shun's body again, and took out all the items in his pockets and sleeves.

Zhang Deyi stared at Hong Jun, who seemed to be searching for a corpse, his face was full of surprise, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Lin Yizhe.

Lin Yizhe also felt Hong Jun's strangeness, because Hong Jun's voice seemed to have changed at this time, although he still looked very sad, but his voice was not as sincere as just now, and he was also surprised. However, he didn't say anything, and gave Zhang Deyi a look and signaled him not to speak.

By the time it was all over, the night was already deep.

Hong Jun returned to the bedroom that the Duke of Louis had rearranged for him, and after seeing that there was no one around, he took out the letter that was searched from Hong Shun's body again, opened it, and looked at it.

"It turns out that the teacher is so painstaking to the student, and the student can be regarded as a teacher today." Hong Jun said to himself, with sadness and anger in his eyes, "Since the teacher can't help the student first, then don't blame the student for not talking about the teacher-student friendship." ”

Hong Jun put away the letter written by the servant Hong Shun to the original old master, took out the manuscript paper, and began to write today's diary.

“…… The Duke of Louis held a banquet in the palace to entertain Qin Xian, and the banquet and dance were in full swing, when he suddenly heard an explosion, and all the guests were shocked. and the patrol soldiers came, only to know that an assassin had arrived. During the long exchange of fire, three Assassins were killed, and two allegedly escaped. It was found that they were all members of the Mazzini Party of Italy, and they were instructed by the common people to stab Qin Xian to death and restart the provocation. …… Kunyu said that Taixi's political and religious customs can be beautiful and good, but also have shortcomings, everything is too much, the Western people are too arrogant, and there are many assassinations of monarchs and ministers in Putong, Italian, Spanish, and Russian, which is also a great disaster for Taixi. China must not fail to see it this time. ”

Immediately after the assassination of the Chinese envoy, the relevant French departments launched a multi-faceted investigation and found that the perpetrators of this conspiracy against the Chinese delegation were members of the Italian Mazzini Party, and judging from the clues left by these people when they were active in France, they were instructed by the Prussian side to take action.

As soon as the news broke, public opinion in the French government and the opposition was in an uproar, and the French government immediately reacted by removing the commander and sergeant of the local garrison, arresting the two escaped thugs, and at the same time offering condolences to the Chinese delegation. The French Ministry of Foreign Affairs lodged a strong protest and solemn representations to the diplomatic departments of Prussia and Italy. After the news of the assassination reached Beijing, the Qing court also made a rare strong response, and Prince Gong instructed the prime minister, Yamen, to send notes to the Prussian and Italian envoys in China, respectively, expressing a strong protest. The Prussian government then issued a statement calling it a "malicious slander" by the French side. The Italian side, which felt infinitely aggrieved by the innocent lying gun, also hurriedly issued a statement saying that the matter "has nothing to do with Italy."

In the face of the Prussian and Italian statements, the French side reacted violently by announcing that it would not allow Prussia and Italy to send ships to participate in the parade in Prest this month to celebrate the enthronement of the French emperor. For a time, the "assassination of the Chinese mission" became the focus of European news.

A black-painted open-top carriage slowly stopped at the door of the heavily guarded hotel, and the young Prussian man sitting next to the driver's seat in the front seat jumped neatly from his seat, walked to the door of the main entrance of the hotel in three steps and two steps, and opened the door for the passengers in the car, and another young man in the car walked down first, and then together with the original young man, he pulled down another elderly passenger in a Prussian military uniform.

Seeing these Prussians, the French guards guarding the door of the hotel immediately blocked their way. A young French ensign stepped forward and began to interrogate the Prussians.

Lin Yizhe and Hong Jun just saw this scene through the glass of the window.

What caught Lin Yizhe's eyes was an elegant black silver-handled cane, this elderly man who seemed to be the most noble among the three people who came by car was quite tall, although he was very old, but his legs and feet were very agile, and he couldn't see the slightest old age. He looked at the quaint hotel in front of him, and narrowed his eyes slightly—the sun at four o'clock in the afternoon in Paris was still a little dazzling.

Seeing the general's rank mark on the old man's body, the French second lieutenant stood up and saluted, and the old man raised his hand to salute in return, "Let's go in." He tapped the ground with his cane, and then led the way into the hotel.

"There's a guest coming." Lin Yizhe recognized who this old man in the general's uniform was, and said to Hong Jun with a smile, "The main master is here, how about Brother Tao Shi accompany me to greet him?" ”

"Do your bidding." Hong Jun immediately smiled.

"Your Excellency, General Moltke of Prussia has come to visit." The doorman came in and reported.

"Please."

A few plates of small snacks and a pot of Yunnan Pu'er tea are randomly placed on the delicate little coffee table of red sour branches (one of the family pieces that Hong Jun brought from China to set up the score), and when the visitor arrives at Lin Yizhe's room, he is enjoying afternoon tea with Hong Jun - this is certainly one of the portrayals of Lin and Hong after coming to Europe to "follow the local customs".

When he heard the door open again, the thin and old Moltke appeared at the door, and Lin Yizhe and Hong Jun got up to greet him.

"Hello, General Moltke." Lin Yizhe smiled and looked at the old general in front of him, who looked about 70 years old and could be said to be famous in later generations and had many fans, and stretched out his hand.

Moltke was now very thin, very tall—half a head taller than his own height of 180 centimeters, with a long tanned face, surprisingly large blue eyes, an English hooked nose, a serious mouth, and a straight body, he must have experienced a lot. The thin face has left the marks of time, and the sideburns of the yellow-brown hair have been a little gray.

Lin had already known that Moltke, who was now idle, was an envoy sent by Prussia to celebrate the accession of Napoleon IV. Lin Yizhe was not surprised by his visit.

"Hello, Mr. Hayashi Yoshizhe, I am Helmut Karl Bernhardt von Moltke, General of the Army of the Kingdom of Prussia." Before the interpreter next to him finished speaking, Moltke had already held Lin Yizhe's outstretched hand.

"Hello, good luck!" Lin Yizhe immediately introduced Hong Jun to him, and Hong Jun also smiled and shook hands with Mao Qi.

Lin Yizhe met Mao Qi's sharp and cold and deep gaze, and secretly became vigilant in his heart.

"We have a saying in China, it's better to come early than to come by chance, we are having afternoon tea, if you don't mind, you might as well drink it together." Quietly feeling the power coming from Moltke's rough big hands, Lin Yizhe smiled and sent out an invitation.

"Thank you!" Moltke replied in a stern voice peculiar to the Prussians.

Lin Yizhe personally moved a carved mahogany chair (of course, it was also a private item brought by Hong Jun), invited Moltke to sit down, and brought him a small tea bowl in exquisite Chinese pastel, and poured him a bowl of tea.

Moltke picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, his frowning brow stretched.

"Very good tea." A smile appeared on Moltke's stereotyped face.

"I've heard about General Moltke's name for a long time, and I've never had the opportunity to meet with him, so it's a lucky thing to be able to sit with him over tea and talk with him today." Lin Yizhe said with a smile.

"I have come to visit you today at the behest of His Majesty the King." Moltke said, "His Majesty is also very concerned about the well-being of both of you. ”

"Thank you, General, and thank you, Your Majesty." Lin Yizhe said with a pleasant face, "Although the situation that day was very thrilling, I and the members of the delegation were fortunate to be unharmed, except that one of Mr. Hong's servants was unfortunately killed by a stray bullet. ”

"It's so unfortunate." Moltke nodded, Lin Yizhe turned his head to look at Hong Jun, and found that after listening to the translator's explanation, Hong Jun's face did not have the grief of that day, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"The Kingdom of Prussia has always cherished its friendship with the Qing Empire, and hopes that such an unfortunate incident will not affect the friendly relations between the two countries." Moltke carefully worded his words, observing Lin Yizhe's reaction as he spoke.

"No, it won't." Lin Yizhe said with a smile, "The French government has found out that the murderer is a member of the Italian Mazzini Party, what does it have to do with your country?" ”

"In order to confuse the public, the murderer deliberately left clues, trying to make France and Prussia restart the provocation and provoke the relationship between our two countries, which is an extremely clumsy method, which can be seen at a glance, and the general does not need to be serious." Hong Jun also said on the side.

After listening to the translation's words, Moltke's face unconsciously showed a look of relief, despite his self-restraint. Lin Yizhe saw it in his eyes and secretly laughed in his heart.

Moltke's heart fell to the ground, and the conversation that followed was obviously much more relaxed. After a little more chatter, Moltke got up to take his leave, and Lin Yizhe knew that he was in a hurry to report the good news to Berlin, so he did not hold back.

When he walked to the door, Moltke suddenly turned around and asked Lin Yizhe, "Mr. Lin, is the legend of the 'Chinese Magic Box' true?" ”

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