The capital, outside the camp of the Sixth Town. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In Dajin, wherever there is a place close to the barracks, all kinds of small businessmen and traders are indispensable to do business, and with the tens of thousands of brothers in the barracks, there will be no shortage of income to do business here. In particular, the Beiyang military rations are abundant, and they are the first-class customers, and they have done a lot of business since then.

After the Spring Festival, a new Shandong restaurant was opened outside the camp in the sixth town, and the fried vegetables and steamed meat buns were particularly popular with the brothers.

The owner of the restaurant is a very bold Shandong gentleman, who has a very wide shot, and the officers can not only keep accounts when they dine here, but also occasionally lose money in gambling, and the boss will enthusiastically help you on the mat. As long as you make an IOU, everything is easy to discuss, so you will soon be familiar with the people in the barracks, and no one will stop you when you go around the barracks.

Just after nine o'clock in the morning, a tall young officer walked into the restaurant with a horsewhip. It wasn't a meal at this time, and the guy in the restaurant was napping on the counter, but when he heard the sound of leather boots, he immediately opened his eyes. When he saw the person who came, he immediately stepped forward and said: "Master Ma, you are good, it is early enough to come today, our master has not yet been on the stove, what do you want to eat, and the small one will be called outside." ”

"No, I'm here to find your host."

"The proprietor is in the cabinet room, and I'll show you the way."

The officer, Ma Shoutian, stopped the guy and went straight to the cabinet himself. The owner of the restaurant was a man in his early thirties, and he was very kind, but when Ma Shoutian saw him, he seemed to be a head shorter. Close the door and take the initiative to smile

"Boss Zhang, this time, it's really thanks to your old age. I didn't know in the past, you and our Judge Advocate General's Office's Bao Sanye still have such a deep friendship......"

The boss smiled and shook his head, "How can a small one have such a big face, and he has a friendship with Bao Sanye." To tell you the truth, we are just an errand runner, just a summoner, not a character. It's our owner, and we know the master of Bao Sanye, besides, it's not a big deal, but it's just more than 50 yuan of public expense. I'll put it on your pad, it's not a big deal. As for you, just give me this written account, so that the little one can explain it to the above. ”

Ma Shoutian naturally didn't believe it, the other party had solved the big problem for himself, as long as he settled an account. But since the other party can go to the military justice department, it is not something that he can offend. It's useless to sign and settle the account, even if you refuse.

According to the other party's instructions, he wrote his name on the account book, and he looked at this big man surnamed Zhang with a somewhat suspicious gaze. "Boss Zhang, is this the end?"

Boss Zhang laughed and said, "Master Ma, look at what you said, who do you think of me?" It's a little thing, but it's just a matter of writing a name, or it's over, what do you want? We are businessmen, not some green forest thieves, can we still let you do things that hurt the heavens and reason? Master Ma, you sit down, we just want to make you a friend. Not only me, but also our hosts, actually want to make you a friend. Do you know who our owners are? The guards of the Qingwang Mansion, Gao Jinzhong, the second master of Gao. He always waits, but it is ten grids. Do you know who Ten Grid is? When Lafayette was alive, Wanshou listened to the play, Shigege sat next to Lafayette and told the Buddha about the play, you say, can we be bad people? ”

The conversation between the two lasted until noon, and Boss Zhang ordered someone to send a table of banquets to the upper room, and in the afternoon, he called the woman over, and it was not until the evening that Ma Shoutian returned to the barracks. Soon, it spread in the barracks, and Ma Guandao and Boss Zhang worshiped and became brothers.

The people involved in this matter were not high-status, had little impact, and did not attract people's attention, and the senior officers in the sixth town were completely unaware of this, and the lower-level officers only thought that the owner of this store was quite good at being a person. What they didn't know was that in the places where the rest of the towns in Beiyang were stationed, some Shandong merchants appeared.

Like Boss Zhang, they are generous and like to make friends with the officers in the barracks who like to gamble or ticket. They have strong financial resources and a wide range of contacts, and where they are located, they have become Shubao and Gongming-like characters who are popular.

In addition, a large number of released officers of the New Army, who were no longer able to gain a foothold in Shandong, accepted a passage fee provided by the Yamen of the Shandong Governor and went to other provinces. Or change your name, or change your identity, and find a new place to run.

After the prison incident, these people will portray themselves as mighty and unyielding, tough guys who persevere to the end, and the experience of being captured has not become a shortcoming, but has become a performance worthy of boasting. Soon, they reconnected with their organization and were entrusted with important tasks because of their military literacy and the fact that they had been tested in prison.

After they returned to the organization, after the initial apprehension, they gradually became bolder. As the work deepened, they also found that it was much safer to do these things in other provinces than in Shandong. Relying on one's own talents, it is easier to get an official position in another province than in Shandong. But in addition to the joy, they had to consider a very real problem, in the hands of someone in Shandong, there was also a magic weapon that could ruin their reputation: the confession book.

As long as the other party wants to, he can publish the confession in the newspaper, and everything he has in the organization will be in vain. If you want to keep everything you have now, the only way out is to cooperate with the other party and provide the other party with what he wants. I just hope that he doesn't want too much.

The network of relationships was set up unconsciously, and the seemingly ordinary messages were also sent to Shandong through the telegraph or post office, and within the governor's yamen.

Yuqing looked at the few rooms and the telegram manuscript in front of her, her voice couldn't be controlled, and she trembled a little

"Guanhou, you ...... You're going to leave this to me? ”

"Of course, you are my wife, if I don't give it to you, who can I give it to? In fact, this is a drudger, and with this authority, he has to sleep a lot less every day, and he has to take up a lot of energy. But this errand obviously can't be handed over to outsiders, and the only person who can reassure me at home is my pillow person. But among them, who has the ability to take care of this stall, and who else has given up my ten grids? When Cuiyu gives birth to the child, she can help you, but she can't share too much. If you find it hard, I'll have to do it myself. ”

Yuqing's face flushed, and she gently grabbed Zhao Guanhou's hand and "forehead ......"

"Gege, this is just the beginning, in the future, our stall will be bigger and more extensive. One is external, the other is internal, the affairs are many and detailed, and no one can be taken lightly. If you want someone to have someone, if you want money to have money, you just have to say what you need, and I will share it with you. On the foreigners' side, the degree of attention to this work far exceeds that of our country, and it is far ahead of us. Compared with those foreigners, we can only be regarded as small characters. However, we also have our own advantages, which is the combination of people. After all, in our country, I have the right place to do it. Besides, I have some means that foreigners may not know. You sit down, I'll teach you the basics first. ”

A baby is staggering and barely learning to walk, and it is unknown how far and how fast it will be able to walk in the future. But every step it takes plays a vital role in Shandong's future. Yuqing also found her own value in this job.

Soon, she felt one thing according to the telegram at hand, the collapse of the entire empire seemed to be faster than she imagined, and this edifice would not last long.

In Songjiang, a small wharf, dozens of wharves loaded wooden boxes onto a cargo ship. It was past nine o'clock, and the pier was lit by a few oil lamps, which was very dangerous. If one is not careful, he will fall on his heels or even fall into icy water.

At such times and in such weather, it is not easy to hire a husband. But the one who is here today is Fu Minglou, the chief inspector of the public concession, whether it is the power of the concession or the identity of the disciple of the Cao Gang Shen Baosheng to open the mountain gate, it is enough for him to suppress the scene, so that the coolies who are counting on the dock to eat are obedient.

Beside him was a young man in a long robe and gold-rimmed glasses, handsome in appearance and capable in his manners. It is Songjiang's newly famous cultural figure, Chen Wuwei, the owner of the People's Voice Newspaper. The other big man is his fellow brother in the threshold, Liu Fubiao, who has always been anxious from Meng.

On the other side, there was a middle-aged man, short in stature, but strong in stature, with a straight waist in the night wind, like a javelin poked there.

Seeing that there was not much left in the alley, the big man let out a sigh and hugged his fist towards Fu Minglou and Chen Wuwei, "Don't thank you for your kindness." With this batch of goods, our situation in Sichuan is much better. The love of the two brothers, Xiong noted it here, everyone has a love to make up for it, and sooner or later he will repay the two brothers for their great kindness. ”

Chen Wuwei shook his head and said, "That's too far. Everyone is doing a business, your capital is not bright, I will lend you some turnover, which is what it should mean. If we all have to say a word of thanks, how can we be considered comrades? I heard that there are a lot of goods coming from Huguang, are you sure you can eat it? ”

"Success is uncertain, but Chengren is determined." The man named Xiong Wu said in a deep voice: "There are many and ruthless people who come, and they have fast guns and fast cannons in their hands, and we can't compare." But we also have one thing, and they don't have it. That's blood! There are 70 million people in Sichuan, and there is not a single miscaste. Either 70 million of us will die, or we must continue to do business and change this owner for him! ”

Fu Minglou nodded and said, "It's a pleasure to say." Brother Chuanzhong has this blood bravery, and Fu admires it. Brother Xiong rest assured, as long as Fu does his best, he will definitely provide convenience for your department. ”

Xiong Wu also knew that Fu Minglou's master Shen Baosheng and Chen Wuwei's master Fan Gaotou were two people who were extremely wrong. When the two of them came together, they both violated each other's taboos, especially Shen Baosheng's tendency, which was even more contrary to himself. He asked a little worriedly: "This time, send me this batch of goods, and my brother will go back to the threshold, how can I explain." ”

"There is nothing to explain, these goods were sent to Sichuan, which was also set at the beginning. When Uncle Zhao was in Songjiang, he made an agreement with the brothers in Sichuan, and used this batch of goods to repay the debts owed by Zhengyuan to Sichuan. Now the goods are still goods, and they are still sent to Sichuan people, what is there to explain? It's nothing more than that the last person to pick up the goods has changed, but it's always Chinese, so it doesn't matter. ”

He looked at the sky, the clouds obscured the moon, and the whole dock was pitch black, barely lit by the horse lamp at hand. "On this day, the darkness is getting worse and worse, which makes people's hearts burn. Although I am in the threshold and eat a bite of foreign food, it doesn't mean that I don't want to see the sun. As long as you can make the dawn a little earlier and take a little risk, what does it matter. ”

Chen Wuwei stretched out his hand, "Brother Minglou said it very well. In two days, we will talk to President Li of the Chamber of Commerce, and if he is willing to agree to do business with us, I think it will be earlier in the morning. The Songjiang stock market crash, the way the imperial court handled it, let everyone have seen a little clearly, it is better to rely on others than on your own. In the final analysis, clouds can never cover the moon. As long as everyone's hearts are united, the day will always be bright. According to my thoughts, it won't be long before everyone is free to enjoy the sun and not have to endure the darkness. ”

The hands of the three of them were held together, and at this time, the last wooden box on the dock had been loaded onto the ship, and the hands of the workers were slightly heavier, and the lid of the box was slightly damaged. If someone comes over with a lamp, they will be able to see the straw coming out of the broken area.

If you peel back the straw, you can see a brand-new Tiele rifle in the box. Hundreds of wooden boxes, loaded with brand-new foreign-made fast guns, drove in the direction of Sichuan, adding another fire to the already in full swing to protect the road.

Ordered to enter Sichuan, it was the 16th Association of the Eighth Town of the New Army, which was originally stationed in Wuchang, Huguang, led by its talented son Duanfang, from Yibin to Sichuan, replacing the former governor Zhao Erfeng, who had been dismissed from his post and was waiting to participate. The eighth town is Zhang Xiangtao's self-improvement army that was organized and trained as the foundation of the adaptation, which is considered to be a very effective unit in the south, all the soldiers are literate and literate, the learning atmosphere is rich, the officer with the army is also a famous talent, and he is famous for loving soldiers. When a soldier is sick, he hires a sedan chair for him, and he is known as the Guan Zhong of today. In the capital, there are high hopes for this cooperation, and it is also believed that it will be successful.

However, for the governor of Huguang, Rui Zheng, this transfer is not good news. Although he was not on good terms with Duanfang, at this time, he still hoped that Duanfang would stay, at least, the Sixteenth Association.

Due to the preparation for the Yongping Autumn Exercise, the 12-pounder and 6-pounder cannons of the Eighth Town, as well as the Hand Ammunition and Mini Guns, were all transported to the north, and the strength of the Eighth Town was greatly reduced. After transferring another association, Rui Zheng felt more and more that his life was not peaceful.

He sent servants to spy on public opinion, and he traveled around teahouses, bathhouses, bookstores, and theaters every day. The news he brought back always made him feel terrified. More and more people, in broad daylight and densely populated places, are preaching about the freedom of people's residence, or arranging flags to rejuvenate the Han Dynasty. The storyteller, even if he is talking about a paragraph of the Three Kingdoms, will suddenly stop the book, start talking about Ge Mingjun, or turn back sharply.

Even if he is mediocre, he can understand that such public opinion is like a lit medicine keg, and he doesn't know when it will explode. If you want to deal with this kind of explosion, you have to have the capital in your hands, but is this capital enough or insufficient?

Zhang Biao, the commander of the eighth town, has become his guest, no matter how much disdain he has for this aunt who made his fortune by marrying the girl in Zhang Xiangtao's room, but at this time, he is the highest military commander in the entire city, and he can only be polite to him.

The best Biluochun, a new pot of good snuff sent from the capital, plus a Guyuexuan smoke bottle. The governor gave gifts to his subordinate town commanders, which is also an extremely rare thing since the founding of Dajin.

Zhang Biao is Zhang Xiangtao's widow, and for this kind of hospitality, he didn't expect to get a good face from Rui Zheng. I don't want to, the dignified governor actually condescended to his dignity and handed over the knots, and he was very flattered. Playing with a snuffbox, I don't know

What is good, it took a while to squeeze out a sentence "This is much better than when Xiang Shuai rewarded his humble position......

Qiu Ba is Qiu Ba, a little favor can be bought. Rui Zheng thought.

The price of recovering Zhang Biao was much smaller than he expected. Next, you can let him press the ground, the means are a little too drastic, it doesn't matter, if something really goes wrong, you can also use him to take the blame.

Rui Zheng thought about saying something more perfunctory to win people's hearts. But at the moment when he opened his mouth and wanted to speak, a strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart. This feeling came from no basis at all, but it was so intense that it was as if an extremely precious thing was about to be lost from the hands of the head. The last time I had this feeling, it was a long time ago, when I was traveling abroad, and the Jun porcelain pen I treasured at home was smashed by my angry wife, and I had a similar feeling when I was far away. But this time, what is it?

Outside the window, a gust of wind burst out.

The Yellow Dragon Flag hung by the Governor's Yamen was probably not hung properly, but with the wind rolling, the cable of the flag was suddenly broken, and the flag fell violently. Just as a few Goshha screamed, there was a bang, and it came into the governor's yamen from afar.

The explosion wasn't actually loud, and it wasn't much stronger than the firecrackers lit by the naughty boy. But Zhang Biao was startled by this, his hand shook, and the delicate snuffbox he was playing with fell to the ground and shattered.

"Thunder?" Rui Zheng looked at Zhang Biao blankly, and Zhang Biao replied with the same blankness.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, not knowing what was happening. Soon, someone from the concession sent news that the sound was not thunder, but that someone had an accident in the concession to test the fried eggs, and the egg fried workshop exploded.

Rui Zheng's face turned pale, and he sat on the chair weakly, fried eggs, why is the Jin Kingdom so big, but he has fried eggs here, now, what should I do? (To be continued.) )