Chapter 217: This Huang Zaixing, he is really ruthless
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Lin Haifeng, Zuo Zongtang and others then began to hold detailed negotiations on the upcoming peace negotiations with the Manchus.
At dinner, a grand banquet was held in the northern camp to entertain Kong Zhaoci, who had just arrived from Tianjing.
"What a happy event," at the beginning of the banquet, Lin Haifeng raised his glass and looked at the officials gathered together, his face was filled with incomparable joy, "Last night, we just welcomed General Saishana, the true Mongolian brother of our Celestial Empire, who resolutely revolted in order to save tens of millions of Li people from the flames of war** and to jointly expel the Manchu invaders and rejuvenate our China. Today, we have Mr. Kong Zhaoci again. In Taiwan, Mr. Kong saw through the hideous features of the British in wanton physical poisoning and wanton economic plundering of our people by opium for their own interests, and he also thoroughly recognized the ugly face of the corrupt Manchu government in order to protect itself, and finally chose to embark on the revolutionary road. Mr. Kong's uprising not only fulfilled the obligation of a descendant of the Chinese nation for the Celestial Empire to recover the island of Taiwan, which should belong to the territory of our Chinese nation, but also added a strong luster to his ancestor, Mr. Confucius, the pioneer who created the splendid culture of our Chinese nation, and was worthy of the honor of the descendants of the Confucian family. Cheers to the unity of all ethnic groups in China, to the unity of all strata of China, and to eliminate our common enemy who is riding on the head of our Chinese nation! ”
Last month, after Kong Zhaoci and Lin Wanqing settled a matter in Taiwan, Lin Wanqing first arranged for Lin Wanqing to take a boat to Shanghai, where he stayed for two days, and then took a train from Shanghai to Tianjing. In Tianjing, Kong Zhaoci was warmly received by Yang Xiuqing, chairman of the Supreme Revolutionary Command Committee of the Celestial Empire, Shi Dakai, vice chairman of the Supreme Revolutionary Command Committee of the Celestial Empire, and Hong Xiuquan, chairman of the Celestial Communist League, and Zheng Nan, vice chairman of the Celestial League. Not only that, "Xintianjing Daily" and "Red Star Daily" also used a huge amount of space to highly praise Kong Zhaoci's patriotic feats under the title of "Descendants of Confucius and Heroes of Peace."
From Taiwan to Xuzhou, along the way, Kong Zhaoci's ears have already been filled with the famous name of Director Lin Haifeng, who is still habitually called His Royal Highness King An, who is still used to being called by more people, whether it is officials at all levels or ordinary people, they all worship him as a god. Now, in the northern camp, in front of dozens of officials of the Celestial Empire, and now he can continue to be praised by this Director Lin Haifeng, although the banquet here is far from the richness of Tianjing, nor the grandeur of Tianjing, but Kong Zhaoci's heart is comfortable, and he feels even more glorious. How can it not be glorious, the current Celestial Empire government has nailed hundreds of traitors to the pillar of shame in front of the Confucian Temple in various places forever, as long as he Kong Zhaoci was a little half-hearted at that time, I am afraid that sooner or later he will end up like this. If that's the case, then the face of the ancestor of the Kong family will really be lost to him.
"Mr. Kong, have a good rest for two days, and you can go to Jinan to take up your post." Lin Haifeng finished his speech, sat down to look at Zeng Guofan, and then looked at Kong Zhaoci and smiled, "I heard that you haven't been back to your hometown for several years, hehe, this time you went to Jinan to take office, you can go back to your hometown to make arrangements first." The northern camp will arrange for Senator Zeng to accompany you, and first go to Qufu to prepare a memorial ceremony. This is a big event, the ceremony should be made more solemn, when I and the officials of the northern camp will participate in the memorial, we will join the Confucian family, tell Mr. Confucius, our own territory will soon be back, a foreign robber will bow and tremble in front of his descendants, a real world of etiquette and music that he expects will surely become a reality, in order to comfort the old gentleman Heavenly Spirit. ”
"Yes, Director Lin was able to visit the countryside in person during his busy schedule, which is not only the glory of Kong and the Kong clan, but also the glory of the ancestors." Kong Zhaoci held the wine glass in both hands, although his face was a little hot, his heart was hot.
Director Lin Haifeng's arrangement was completely unexpected. If you really want to talk about it, the officialdom of all dynasties will pay tribute to the Temple of Confucius, which is not a new thing for him. Whoever wants to assert his rule over a world with a population of tens of millions will always hold his ancestor high as a banner, or rather like a fig leaf.
The problem is that the director Lin Haifeng in front of him is different from others. He and the government of the Celestial Empire he represented would never give this ancestor of the Confucian family any more lofty titles, and they would not even recognize the various halos that had been added to the ancestor of the Confucian family by successive dynasties, which could be felt from their words. The words of "Confucian saints" and so on are in their mouths, which are simply not heard. It is precisely because of this that they can go to the Confucian Temple in person to pay respects, which is really commendable. Director Lin regarded the ancestor of the Confucian family as an elder who had made outstanding contributions to the nation, but at the same time, he would inevitably have all kinds of mistakes, and his memorial was sincere.
"However, I have a request for Mr. Kong." Lin Haifeng tilted his head sideways and whispered close to Kong Zhaoci's ear.
Kong Zhaoci was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Director Lin......"
"You can't keep your braids any longer," Lin Haifeng smiled, his voice low, "I also try to mobilize all the people of the Kong family to cut off their braids in front of the ancestors and restore the clothes of the Han family." Otherwise, everyone will have no shame to face the ancestors and ancestors, do you say yes? ”
Kong Zhaoci's face was burning uncomfortably, and he subconsciously lowered his head.
Wu Dinghe was not qualified to participate in the banquet of the Northern Camp. As soon as the defense of the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum in Shaanxi ended, he was removed from the post of regiment commander by Huang Zaixing, and even regardless of the fact that he still had two knife wounds on his body, he rushed to Xuzhou as an ordinary messenger.
According to the guards of Director Lin of the camp, Chief of Staff Huang Zaixing briefly introduced his appearance and mistakes in Shaanxi in a letter attached to Director Lin, and as for how to deal with him again, it was necessary to obey the arrangements of the camp.
Wu Dinghe suffered injuries to his left arm and chest, and although it was not very severe, the wounds were in a bad condition due to the bumps of the saddle horse for many days.
After eating dinner alone with chewing wax, the doctor changed the medicine again, and Wu Dinghe lay on his back on the kang, thinking about his thoughts with his eyes closed. Being removed from his post this time felt both normal and wronged for him.
Normally, in the face of the disparity in strength between the enemy and us, he did not take into account the order of the front army not to strike first in a conflict with the Hui army, and he made the first move. Not only that, although he defended Huangling, his team was basically disabled. As a regimental leader, when many brothers are lying on the battlefield and they are still alive, it is not an exaggeration to say how they should be disposed of.
However, what made him feel aggrieved was that Chief of Staff Huang Zaixing did not explain why he was removed from his post, nor did he listen to any explanation from him, but just kicked him to Xuzhou like a useless trash. He was just a small regiment commander, and he actually made a fuss about having the newly established Northern Xing Battalion, which was in charge of the military and political affairs in the north, deal with him, could it be that he really wanted to hold himself responsible for starting a war against the Hui People's Army in the first place? Kill and make an example for others to see? He couldn't help but think of the Shi Zhenji incident that was rumored in the army back then. He is not afraid of death, since he was able to devote himself to the heavenly army, he was ready to die a long time ago. But if he really wants to go to the funeral for those so-called Hui soldiers, he is 10,000 grievances. What he and his brothers killed, where are the Muslim brothers, they are simply a group of jackals, tigers and leopards that have lost their humanity.
The second watch day passed, and Wu Dinghe, who was in a daze, heard the door ringing. He didn't open his eyes, and there would probably be no one else who could come to him at this time except for the doctor who came several times a day.
"Did you sleep?"
"Hehe, I have injuries on my body, and I have been tired for a few days, and I will be tired if I leave anyone."
"This Huang Zaixing, I really didn't see it before, he is really ruthless."
Hearing the whispers of a man and a woman entering the door, Wu Dinghe realized that something was wrong. Especially the tone of the man in it, a familiar voice that I had heard a few years ago but cherished in my memory forever.
His Royal Highness King An? He opened his heavy eyelids.
Sure enough, it's His Royal Highness King An! Wu Dinghe was first meng, and then as if he had been struck by lightning, he propped up his upper body with both hands, "Palace...... Your Highness ......"
"Lie down, lie down quickly." Lin Haifeng took two steps forward and hurriedly held down Wu Dinghe, who was about to get off the kang, "Since there are injuries on the body, there is no need for more useless red tape." ”
"Your Highness, I ...... My injury is not serious, I ......" Wu Dinghe looked at His Royal Highness King An, who was always kind in his heart, and stubbornly insisted on not lying down.
"Okay, then you just sit on the kang and don't move." Lin Haifeng smiled helplessly and sat on the edge of the kang, "There are too many things to do during the day, so I have to come to see you with my wife now, hehe, disturb your rest." ”
"Your Highness, Madam, I'm ......" Wu Dinghe looked at Lin Haifeng and his wife who was busy at the table, and his voice choked.
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