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Zeng Guofan and Zuo Zongtang came to Shanghai with great fear.

From Changsha all the way to Tianjing, it was originally fear, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, anyway, the soldiers who were in charge of escorting them always liked to talk about the torture of their Celestial Empire in front of these two people. What kind of sky lanterns, five horses split the corpses, skinned and so on, as if they were all executioners once, what they said was a detail, and it was so colorful, Zeng Guofan and Zuo Zongtang shuddered when they listened.

In Tianjing, although living and living are not as embarrassing as they imagined, compared to Changsha, it is worse. The people they saw were not as kind as Changsha, whether it was Yang Xiuqing, the king of the East who had made them want to capture and sacrifice prisoners, or King Ning, who had never heard of him, although he was full of truth when talking, but his face and expression were enough to make them eat and sleep unsteadily, and it was never an exaggeration to describe them as living like a year. In fact, what people are most afraid of is not the moment before death, but the psychological struggle of knowing that they are going to die but not knowing when they will die, but they still don't want to die.

If it weren't for the fact that Zheng Nan, the king of An, personally led them to browse the style of Tianjing in the next few days, and occasionally had some gentle feelings, Zeng Guofan and Zuo Zongtang would have gone crazy before they arrived in Shanghai.

Zeng Guofan had already collapsed, and a year of mental depression made him really want to muster up the courage to simply end himself, but every time he reached a critical moment, he finally couldn't make that move. Even once taking advantage of the opportunity to go to the thatched house, he aimed at a fairly large stone, and also "moved" it twice to compete, and finally was stunned for a long time with his head on the stone, and then sighed a long sigh. When he came out, he saw the officer in charge of his detention laughing, but he wanted to cry. He really didn't want to die! However, when he slaughtered others and won a "reputation" for shaving his head, he absolutely did not have this kind of mentality, and he did not consider the feelings of others.

Zuo Zongtang didn't have Zeng Guofan's plan to cut himself off, he wanted to survive. No matter how big a hero is, he will cherish his life, not to mention that he is not a hero. He kept in mind Shi Dakai's kind reminder and wanted to save himself, but he wanted to give in several times in Tianjing, and several princes in Tianjing didn't seem to be willing to give him that opportunity. In fact, this is not the case, it is just that he has not fundamentally turned the corner, and he is psychologically troubled.

The two of them took a boat to Shanghai in the afternoon. This time, they clearly understood that the Taiping army was deliberately demonstrating their own might, and the two ships went east along the Yangtze River, passing through the heavily fortified Wusong Pass, and entering the Huangpu River. After disembarking, he passed through the former concession and entered Shanghai. Of course, on the north bank of the Suzhou Creek, the officer who led the team deliberately stopped, and a tall stone monument facing east and west was erected here. The text of the west stele is four blood-red huge regular script "Don't forget the national shame", and the following lines of small characters write the humiliating history of the concession in those years, and record "January 1, 1854", that sacred day. On the back of the stele is a relief of a heroic Red Army soldier holding a war knife and a prancing horse galloping.

"Truth, hehe, you see, who is this elephant rushing to the front?" The officer who led the team looked at the soldiers beside him with a grin.

"Chen Yucheng, you still need to look at it, just think about it."

"Come on, I look like someone else."

"Who do you look like?"

"Seok Jin Gil." The person who spoke was somewhat sad, and at the same time glanced at Zeng Guofan and Zuo Zongtang, who were also watching carefully.

"It should be engraved according to His Royal Highness King An."

"That is, a monument has been erected, it is a permanent memorial, there should always be a king leader on it, and now it looks like this, and I can't see who is an official and who is a soldier, they are all the same."

"Haha, you guessed wrong, didn't you pay attention to this person who rushed to kill at the front? Let's take a closer look, how did he pull the reins of the horse? Let me tell you, this is carved according to Chen Tingxiang himself. ”

Zeng Guofan and Zuo Zongtang were placed in a side room in a small courtyard, and dinner was brought in by a little girl, which was completely different from before.

The names of the soldiers in front of the stele, including the King An who was almost heard from the cocoon, they didn't know, and they didn't even dare to ask what the name of the little girl who brought the meal was, but they understood one, that is, whether it was Changsha, Tianjing, or Shanghai, it was no longer the same as before. The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was by no means comparable to the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

The two of them ate a little bit of food in silence and began to sit face to face on their beds and meditate.

The little girl who brought the tea in looked at the leftovers that the two people had not eaten on the table, frowned, looked at the two of them left and right, and pointed to the table, "You all eat your own leftovers, dare you don't have to farm, and you still eat half and lose half of it." Haven't you read that what sweat drops down the soil, and all the hard work? ”

Zeng Guofan and Zuo Zongtang looked at each other for a moment, and at the same time set their eyes on this little girl with sharp teeth.

"Yes, yes, that's what you said." Zeng Guofan got out of the wooden bed first and sat back at the dining table.

Zuo Zongtang silently came to the table, did not sit down, but directly picked up the rice bowl and pulled out the leftovers in the bowl with a few bites. Somehow he suddenly felt a little funny in his heart, since Zeng Guofan on the other side was imprisoned, he no longer had the style of the previous teacher, and he saw that the guards in charge of guarding him were always obedient and abnormal, and now he was the same for this little girl.

"Ji Gao, do you think this will be the end of our road soon?" Watching the little girl pack up the dinner table and walk out, Zeng Guofan finally couldn't bear it anymore and opened his mouth, "I've really survived enough, and I'll die early." ”

People who are afraid of death love to say that they want to die. Zuo Zongtang can hear Zeng Guofan's chatter every day, he is upset to listen to it, and he is tired of listening to it. You should have died a long time ago, Zuo Zongtang has always thought so in his heart, with the blood debt in your hand, I am afraid that I will not be able to shout anything wrong if I kill you a hundred times, even if you raid your house and destroy the door, it is not an exaggeration.

"yes, I'm afraid it's going to end tomorrow." Zuo Zongtang actually showed a rare smile, "Do you see that stele today?" ”

Zeng Guofan's face was pale, and he couldn't help but ooze out of his sweat, and his eyes looked straight at Zuo Zongtang's strange appearance, he really didn't want Zuo Zongtang to say such a thing.

"It was specially reserved for educating those of us who were regarded as traitors in their eyes, and I noticed that the stone tablet probably didn't last long, and we were probably taken for sacrifice." Zuo Zongtang scared Zeng Guofan in his mouth, but he was pondering a question in his heart. When he entered the courtyard gate, he listened attentively to the conversation between the officers who escorted them to Shanghai and the officers in the courtyard. And he also noticed that this was not a place for them to be held, but a private residence for some kind of official. When the officer who greeted them in the courtyard ushered them into the small room, they were the officers alone, as if they were just new tenants. Thinking of the little girl who delivered the food, he was even more determined in his thoughts. Maybe not to die. But the more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he became, and Shi Dakai's kind persuasion came up again. If you want to write an essay against the Manchus, if you write it, you will immediately be drummed into their newspapers, and everyone will know about it. It's easy to write, but where to put this face!

"That'...... That ......" Zeng Guofan snorted for a long time, but he didn't say anything, and it happened that the little girl came back again, so she simply shut her mouth directly.

"Which of you has the surname Zuo?" The little girl looked at Zeng Guofan, then at Zuo Zongtang, and asked very casually.

"I, I'm Zuo Zongtang." Zuo Zongtang looked at this beautifully dressed little girl strangely, she looked very much like someone's young lady, he thought so.

"Oh, it's you." The little girl nodded, "Don't open the things you bring with you, you have to leave tomorrow, and you can clean up when you have time." ”

"Still leaving?" Zuo Zongtang was a little confused, "Where to go?" ”

"I don't know, I'll sue you anyway." The little girl said, turned and opened the door and went out.

"The water is boiling in a while, you think about taking the two of them to take a bath, and ask them to relieve their fatigue before they go on the road."

Listening to the conversation between the little girl outside the door and the officer, Zuo Zongtang was excited. "On the road?" This is the language of death row, did you misjudge?

Zeng Guofan also heard the words outside, his body couldn't help shaking a few times, and then he fell on the bed. Zeng Guofan actually fainted.

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