“…… Brigadier Commander, that's how things worked! Wu Yang handed the token in his hand to Wang Sirui, and then stood aside, waiting quietly.

Perhaps, in the eyes of others, Wuyang's status is now in full swing.

But Wu Yang himself knows very well that everything he got today comes from Wang Sirui.

When he was the most depressed, it was Wang Sirui who gave him hope, and when no one was optimistic about him, it was Wang Sirui who chose to trust himself and give him reuse.

Even Ma Sanru, Wang Sirui's most trusted one, is still only a battalion commander, even if in a few months, Ma Sanru is about to become a regiment commander, but that is only on the same level as Wu Yang.

And the other regiment commander Wu Zixuan, Wang Sirui did see Wu Zixuan's talent, and at the same time saw the ambition in Wu Zixuan's heart, and at the same time, in the spirit of cherishing talents, this made Wu Zixuan sit on the head of the second regiment.

'Celebrate'!

Wang Sirui played with this token in his hand, an ordinary thing that could not be more ordinary, but it was this small thing that was the only clue left for Wang Sirui.

And those who can be qualified to equip their subordinates with tokens are only a handful in the capital and even in the whole of China.

This token is not only to prove one's identity, but also to declare one's status.

And since the token is to show his identity, then there is no need to do anything on this token, but those who are eligible to issue tokens, one by one, they can't engrave the full name of their master on it, so that no matter where he goes, others can know his identity.

And there is such an unwritten rule in the capital, if someone more noble than you uses this word, then you naturally have to choose another word.

If there are still people in the capital who can engrave the token with the word Qing, then only ****** Yixuan.

But ****** Yixuan is a lord who is becoming more and more powerful, and the reason why Cixi appointed Yixuan to negotiate with the representatives of the eleven countries on behalf of the royal family this time is actually because he takes a fancy to Yixuan's loyalty, and Yixuan is actually just a person who comes to supervise Li Hongzhang and other ministers.

There was no one watching on the negotiation field, and the Empress Dowager Cixi was not at ease, was she?

And Yixuan is famous for his greed for money, and his son Zaizhen, the minister who sold the official mantle, was ridiculed by the people at the time as 'Qingna Company', that is, as long as you have money, you can do whatever you want.

In fact, Wang Sirui's previous position as a camp manager was a military position that Wang Jiatuo had bought for 20,000 taels of silver.

If a sergeant in the army spends money to buy an officer, he may not need so much, who let Wang Sirui have no military resume before? So this is naturally a little more expensive.

And at that time, Yixuan also ordered someone to greet Li Hongzhang, and Li Hongzhang also knew that Yixuan was a person. So after knowing that those appointment documents were sent by Yixuan, he signed his name without even looking at it.

This is also the reason why Li Hongzhang has no impression of Wang Sirui, because for this kind of person, Li Hongzhang does not bother to encourage them at all.

About these things, Wang Sirui is not clear.

But if it is said that there is ****** Yixiao behind this matter, Wang Sirui still can't believe it more or less.

Because Yixuan didn't have the guts, and he didn't have the reason to do it.

"Go back and interrogate those people who were arrested in the morning, as much as you can ask, starting tomorrow, at least three companies of troops will be retained in the barracks, and if anyone continues to storm the barracks, there is no need to warn, just shoot and shoot." Wang Sirui gritted his teeth and ordered.

"Yes, Brigadier General!" Wu Yang agreed.

It was not difficult for him to keep three companies in the barracks, and even so, the patrol task of one regiment was much lighter than it was in between.

After all, he was able to use only one battalion before, and he had to keep one company to guard his home, and there were only three companies patrolling outside.

Although three companies are to be retained in the camp at present, five companies are used to patrol the outside, which is sufficient for the entire inner city at present.

"In addition, when patrolling, at least on a platoon basis, if you encounter a suspicious person, arrest immediately." As he spoke, Wang Sirui picked up the brush and wrote an article on the white paper on the table.

In fact, it is not an article, it can only be regarded as a notice.

In a quarter of an hour, a notice was written, but Wang Sirui didn't have a seal, and he didn't know if the court did it on purpose? Still don't have the time and heart to do this, Wang Sirui's appointment decree has been issued for half a month, but his official seal has never been issued.

According to the custom, the official seal is issued together with the holy decree, and the eunuch who is responsible for the transmission of the decree is one, and there is one eunuch who is specially responsible for the official seal, and there are two other eunuchs who are responsible for supervising the two eunuchs, and then there are the guards of the palace, who are responsible for protecting the holy decree and the official seal can be safely sent to the place.

Of course, Wang Sirui has no energy to guess about the thoughts of the imperial court.

In other words, Wang Sirui didn't bother to guess the thoughts of the imperial court at all, because it was boring, and he didn't even need to guess to know what they would do next?

"Order someone to copy it overnight, and post it in every street and alley of the inner city early tomorrow morning, and those who dare to disobey should be sentenced to collaborating with the enemy! They can be apprehended or summarily executed at their discretion! Wang Sirui handed the notice to Wu Yang and instructed.

"Yes, Brigadier General!" Wu Yang's voice trembled a little and took the notice written by Wang Sirui, and he was even more shocked in his heart, this is a big deal, if it doesn't work, they will all be beheaded.

After Wu Yang left, Wang Sirui wrote the previous notice again, called Wu Zixuan, asked him to order someone to copy the notice, and pasted the notice all over the city the next day.

After doing this, Wang Sirui still did not stop, but took a fold, changed a brush, and after a little bit of thinking, he began to write.

In a short time, a complete fold was written.

Wang Sirui called the communication soldier and ordered him to immediately go to Xiao Dezi with this fold, and then Xiao Dezi handed the fold to the Empress Dowager Cixi.

Although as long as Wang Sirui is willing, he can even find out the real culprit behind this incident without such a bloody way.

But in that case, it may be a little too late in time.

In one case, informal talks are due to be held tomorrow, and Wang Sirui does not have so much time to investigate the matter.

Moreover, as long as the other party no longer comes forward and no longer instigates the people to riot, Wang Sirui will have nowhere to check. This way is too passive.

And Wang Sirui chose another way, which can not only let him kill the arrogance of some people, but also make the court paralyzed.

Now Wang Sirui just wants stability, a stable status quo, which is the best thing for him.

"Alas! Time, time, if you could give me an extra year, I'm afraid it wouldn't be this result now. Wang Sirui sighed helplessly.

The army, in fact, is the easiest to expand, as long as there is money, it can even pull up an army of millions in a short period of time.

Now Wang Sirui is not short of money, what he has is money, it is still very easy to raise an army of millions of dollars, at least for three or five years, there is no need to worry about money.

As for the quality of the army, there is nothing to worry about, as long as time permits, one veteran can bring two recruits, and when these two recruits become veterans, three people can lead six recruits.

It's like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger. Thinking back to a few months ago, when there were only more than 50 people left under Wang Sirui's men, look at the present, Wang Sirui has nearly 20,000 troops.

Although there are only a few months in between, the war has accelerated the maturity of these soldiers, a battle in the capital, has made all the soldiers involved grow up rapidly, they may have such and such problems when they go to bring new soldiers, but let them take new soldiers to fight, at least not like the previous Qing soldiers, a touch of the collapse.

…………

The capital, in one room.

An old man dressed in servant clothes knocked lightly on the door, and after the people inside responded, the old man pushed the door in, then closed the door tightly, took two steps forward, and said in a low voice: "My lord, the matter has failed." ”

An old man dressed in silk was standing behind the desk, holding a brush that had always been thick, although the old man wanted to write sonorous and powerful handwriting, leaving a precious ink treasure for future generations.

But helplessly, he is always a little powerless, and his body is ill, so that the old man has never been able to gather his spirit to do this.

When he heard the news of the failure, the old man's hand holding the brush paused violently, coughed violently, took the brush back, looked at the ink treasure that was about to be completed, shook his head helplessly, and kneaded the unfinished ink treasure into a ball.

Seeing this, the old man continued: "They dispatched heavy machine guns, and hundreds of people fell in an instant, and the rest scattered in a hurry. ”

The old man of silk did not answer, but closed his eyes, and after a long time, he lifted the brush again, and the tip of the pen fell on a new pair of paper again.

However, after writing a local character, the old man put away the brush, then shook his head, and crumpled the paper into a ball.

The old man of silk sighed: "Alas, this heart is not quiet, and it will not be able to write well." I want to leave a memory for future generations, but it's a pity that some people just don't let the old man get his wish! ”

"My lord, with your prestige, even if you fail to leave the ink treasure, future generations will remember you." The old man complimented.

"That's different, they won't know, but my Mobao is still very good." The old silk man shook his head and said.

"My lord, do you want to ...... those people," said the old man, wiping his neck.

The old man of silk shook his head: "No need, they are alive, it is the most beneficial for us, arrange for Akang and them to go out of the city to avoid it, and they are not allowed to return to Beijing until the matter is over." (To be continued.) )