Chapter Forty-Eight: Don't Call It, Your Own People!
Prince Gong's Mansion, located on the southwest side of Chahai, covers an area of 61,120 square meters, which is equivalent to the size of 8.5 standard football fields.
Around 40 years of Qianlong, in front of the emperor, the red purple and Shen, fell in love with this piece of treasure land surrounded by lingering water, remote to the West Mountain, and not far from the palace, so he bought a number of properties here at a high price, and built the famous 'Hedi'.
Later, after He Shen's house was raided, this mansion was given to the sixteenth elder brother Yongxuan, and Yongxuan was a typical prince who loved mansions and did not love the country.
It is rumored that in the early years, all the princes gathered together to discuss, and whoever became the emperor in the future would have to get rid of Heshen. However, the sixteenth elder brother Yongxuan said that in the future, no matter which brother becomes the emperor, as long as he gives me Heshen's mansion, I will be very satisfied.
Speaking of Yongxuan, the prince who loves mansions and does not love the country, everyone may not have too many impressions. But when it comes to his grandson, everyone will see it at a glance.
In history, ****** Yixuan, who negotiated with Li Hongzhang and the Eight-Nation Alliance, was Yongxuan's grandson.
And now, this mansion belongs to Prince Gong Pu Wei.
Looking at this former mansion, but now it is wantonly divided by foreigners, Wang Sirui also has an indescribable pain in his heart.
At this moment, the gate of Prince Gong's Mansion is closed, but on the vermilion gate, the traces of being violently knocked open are informing everyone that this place has suffered a lot of disaster.
Inside the mansion, the shouts of women can be heard from time to time, and there is a sound of YIN laughter everywhere.
Even if there is this downpour of rain for cover, even if this downpour is enough to cover up the footsteps of more than 200 people, it still can't cover up the heinous crimes committed by these foreigners here.
"Get on the bayonet!" Wang Sirui beckoned the brothers behind him to prepare the bayonets, there were a large number of foreigners here, and the sound of gunfire could easily attract other people, unless they were forced to do so, they would not shoot easily.
But Wang Sirui also ignored one point, his soldiers have not been systematically trained.
The bayonet was in their hands, but it was not as useful as those big knives and spears.
It was Wang Sirui's neglect that almost made a big mistake in the end, but in the end, the goddess of luck still seemed to favor Wang Sirui, a traverser.
"Wicked laughter! Smirking! Take out the expressions you have when you see beautiful women, how cheap and cheap you are. Wang Sirui reminded the soldiers again and again.
Forced to break the door? This is not feasible, after all, he has to consider his own casualties.
Now they can only rely on their Japanese identity to deceive the door open.
After the expressions of the brothers met Wang Sirui's requirements, Wang Sirui led everyone to the gate of Prince Gong's mansion.
A pair of huge stone lions are majestic, symbolizing the supreme power and identity of the country. But when disaster strikes, it is also the first to be affected.
Wang Sirui knocked heavily on the door, and after a long time, he saw a figure flashing through a gap, accompanied by Wang Sirui's call to the door, and after a while, the door was opened from the inside.
The door was opened by several Indian Ahsan, who had a disgruntled look on their faces, as if they were blaming the Japanese for disturbing their good deeds.
A British officer led several British soldiers and stood behind Indian Ah San, with the same vigilant expression on his face.
"This isn't your territory, it's best to get out of here before I'm angry." The British officer stretched out his hand and pointed outside, saying.
"Sir, my soldiers have been drenched in the rain all morning, and if I don't find a place to take shelter from the rain now, I am afraid that they will become ill from it, and it will affect the progress of the whole mission of the coalition forces. But rest assured, my soldiers are just looking for a place to shelter from the rain and move their bodies to avoid getting sick. As for the wealth in it, it belongs to the British Empire, and we will not take a penny from it. Wang Sirui continued to explain in that stiff English.
Listening to Wang Sirui's words, the British officer obviously understood the meaning of his words.
There was a slight hesitation on his face, but then it was replaced by a sense of excitement, as if he had thought of a brilliant plan.
“OK! I can allow you in, but you must do as we do. In addition, I will arrange for you ten women, and you will have to XO them non-stop, and I want to see where the limits of these women are. Of course, I can give you a woman of noble status, who is said to be a concubine of the owner of this mansion, who is very beautiful, with good skin, very slippery, very tender, and a beautiful voice, it is almost ......" The more the British officer spoke, the more excited he became, and he seemed to be a little impatient.
If it weren't for the fact that Wang Sirui had the rank of Shao Zuo on his shoulder, this British officer would never have shared this legendary princess's concubine with him.
"This is good! This is good! WANG SIRUI'S EYES SHOWED YIN LIGHT, LIKE A HUNDRED-YEAR-OLD PERVERT SEEING A PINK FLOWER GIRL.
Afterwards, Wang Sirui beckoned his more than 200 brothers into Prince Gong's mansion, while Wang Sirui himself walked shoulder to shoulder with the British officer to a room not far away.
In the process of walking, Wang Sirui is also constantly exploring the situation here.
The courtyard was littered with women's clothes, some men's corpses, some doors were wide open, and bursts of women's painful cries came from the house, some tears, some unwilling. The men were gasping one by one, some of them were just satisfied, they were sitting and watching, and others were waiting in line.
Somewhat contrary to Wang Sirui's expectations, he did not find too many British soldiers in the entire front yard he passed. When it is full, there are only about 20 Britons, but there are quite a few Indians, but the two together are less than 100.
And this is the situation of the entire front yard, as for what is the situation behind, this is not known for the time being, but according to Wang Sirui's expectations, there is only one battalion of troops at most.
WANG SIRUI AND THE BRITISH OFFICER WALKED WITH LAUGHTER ALONG THE WAY, DISCUSSING THE BEAUTY OF THE CONCUBINE, AND DISCUSSING SOME DIFFICULT POSTURES, ETC., AND THE SCENE WAS EVEN MORE YIN.
It didn't take long for Wang Sirui to enter the room with the British officer, only to see two Indian Ah San staring at the bare little concubine on the bed in a daze.
If this woman hadn't been preempted by this British officer, it is estimated that the two of them would have been forced to carry guns a long time ago, but unfortunately, the British pressed on it, and the two of them would not dare to be too presumptuous.
"You two go out, you don't have to be at the door." The British officer commanded the two Ah San.
The two Indians nodded their heads again and again, and ran outside excitedly, not forgetting to close the door when they left. For them, instead of only looking at a big beauty here, it is better to go outside and find a maid ring to put out the fire.
"Mr. Watanabe, what do you think? I'm not bragging, am I? The British officer pointed to the woman who was hiding on the bed and huddled in a ball, her eyes full of tears and trembling all over, as if to show off his achievements.
"Well, I'm getting a little impatient. But as a guest, I think it's better for you to go first, sir. Wang Sirui vigorously encouraged the British officer.
The British officer gave Wang Sirui a thumbs up, and immediately took off his pants without hesitation, looking at the half-upright little brother, as if he was demonstrating to Wang Sirui.
Taking advantage of the other party's walk to the bedside, Wang Sirui quickly took the bayonet off the muzzle, and then rushed forward with an arrow step, covering the opponent's mouth with his left hand, holding a dagger in his right hand, and quickly cutting a large hole in the opponent's throat.
Blood instantly spurted out more than a meter high, staining the entire head of the bed and the **** woman on the bed red.
And at this moment, the other party's eyes are full of fear and surprise, and even to death, he doesn't know why his allies would attack him?
Slowly putting the other party on the ground, Wang Sirui quickly inserted the dagger into the other party's heart, and only after the other party was completely dead did he look up at the woman on the bed.
However, this look almost scared Wang Sirui half to death, and the woman who had just reacted subconsciously wanted to yell and scream.
The frightened Wang Sirui hurriedly threw away the saber in his hand, and rushed onto the big bed with an arrow, covering the other party's mouth tightly with his palm, preventing the other party from making any sound.
"Don't call it, your own people!"