How much the code is updated, the brother is trying his best to repay.

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At the end of the Shen period, a mule cart with the flag of the Friends Dart Bureau swaggered to the entrance of Dongtangzi Hutong. There is a high wooden fence at the entrance to the alley, and it is already dark. On the fence is a foreign oil lantern. The surroundings were yellow. The mule cart hesitated before stopping at the mouth of the alley. In the shadows, there was a shouting sound.

"Stop! The prime minister's yamen is important, what person without long eyes dares to break in? ”

The mule cart stopped, and it was the tiger-headed young man from the Huiyou Dart Bureau who drove the car. He grinned. Turning around, he shouted at the inside of the mule cart: "Master Xu, it's time to the ground!" The military master won't let us in! ”

A few empty-handed infantry patrolmen in uniforms came out of the darkness, stamping their feet vigorously while looking at the old Baba's mule cart. The young man of the meeting smiled at them and said, "Master, we are guests invited by Master He who lives in the alley." Don't worry, we are good citizens of Sijiu City! ”

The soldiers looked at him suspiciously, and at first a small officer scolded in a rough voice: "Look at your cowardice, do you deserve a word of invitation?" Friends...... Why are you here? ”

While he was scolding, a tall vermilion lacquer carriage passed by in a daze. Not more than a head above this broken mule cart. There was a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper out of the wheel. The soldiers hurriedly shouted to the young man of the meeting: "Let go, let go!" ”

The broken mule cart moved out of the way, and the carriage passed high. The butler on the wheel sprinkled a handful of things: "There is a reward!" ”

The little officer with a smoky face smiled flatteringly: "Uncle Xie's reward!" "The soldiers at the bottom coaxed, and they went all over the ground to pick up and roll around as ten coppers. The little officer also scolded: "Pick carefully!" With the hands of the Seventh Master of Qing, the brothers can make more trouble today! ”

Before his words fell, Xu Yifan had already lowered his head and came out of the mule cart. Squinted his eyes at this group of arrogant and cowardly Yanjing Janissaries of the Great Qing Dynasty. Then he looked at the tall carriage in the distance, and patted the shoulder of the young man who had been grinning. The invitation in his arms was handed to him.

The young man smiled: "It's it, Master Xu!" "Trick Leg jumped off the handlebar. Holding the red invitation card in both hands: "Master, you have seen the genuine invitation post!" ”

The petty officer snatched it and looked upside down. Xu Yifan was looking at the first modern diplomatic institution of the Central Empire located in this alley.

Prime Minister's National Affairs Yamen!

A modest façade sits in a swarthy shadow. Maybe it's because of the night, it looks extraordinarily dilapidated. Xu Yifan shook his head slightly. This Hefangbo's house is actually in this alley, what kind of fairy is it?

Before he could figure it out, the little officer had already been cleared with a question mark in his head. Today they were instructed to let all the visitors from the house go...... It's just that such a rich character, how can you invite a guy who works hard in the dart game?

He carefully drove the broken mule cart into the fence. turned around and scolded in a low voice: "The ground in the capital is evil, and the strength has become a master......

The entrance of a large mansion in the middle of the alley is really brightly lit. The mule cart made a small turn. I have seen a lot of cars and horses at the door, and there is a faint sound of music.

But how does this music sound familiar...... Haydn's Quartet for Strings in F Major!

The mule cart walked a little further, and sure enough, next to the completely Chinese-style door, more than a dozen musicians in robes and horse coats were shaking their heads and pulling Western musical instruments. Violins, violas, and plucked cello accompaniment.

A Chinese butler in a foreigner gown, dragging a braid. As weird as you say, stand at the door and greet you respectfully. The people who got off the car were all brilliant figures. actually pulled hands with this housekeeper one by one. It's all Western etiquette.

The young man who was a friend was called the Four Tigers, baring his teeth and enjoying while driving the car: "Xu Ye, look, live diorama hey......"

His voice was so loud that he alarmed the greeters. Looking over here, the butler looked like a broken mule cart coming from here. His face suddenly changed.

Xu Yifan patted Sihu on the shoulder to stop, jumped out of the car by himself, and greeted: "Silly boy, wait here to see your diorama!" ”

The four tigers agreed, and Xu Yifan flicked the fake braid nailed to the hat. With his hands behind his back, he swaggered towards the entrance.

The people who stood at the door looked at the mule carts, and they did not bring any one except the servants. Xu Yifan, who came suddenly.

In addition, he specially picked out a moon-white robe today, and he didn't even wear his shoulders. So let's do it. In this rich and noble scene. It's really a bit maverick, and the chic bearing of the dung Wanhu Hou.

The guests at the door couldn't help but wonder: "Who is this kid?" ”

The steward, who was accustomed to seeing big scenes, didn't dare to slack off, and actually took a few steps forward. A bow: "This gentleman ......"

Xu Yifan handed over the post with a smile: "The little surname is Xu, and I was invited to Yang to observe." ”

The butler took the post with a smile and gestured to the person behind him.

Xu Yifan stood there with a smile to meet the gazes of others, and he finally figured out in his heart, what kind of character is this He Fangbo!

He is relaxed on the outside and tense on the inside, and he will have a banquet tonight. In addition to the unclear Li Hongzhang's confidant Yang Shixiang's invitation, what is his purpose for. I'm afraid there's still one more level to pass!

But after a while, there was a sound of trotting from inside the door, and it slowed down when it reached the door. Then came out a middle-aged man with a very graceful bearing. Dressed in the officialdom dress of the banquet, the red top of the big hat is shiny. As soon as he arrived at the door, there were guests who kept greeting him.

"Brother Lianfang! Today, you should be a guest in Hefu, and you will be promoted to the Prime Minister's Yamen! ”

"In the same year, I heard that you became a red roader. This calligraphy and painting is not easy to open. Our country has one less talented man! ”

"It's okay for Feng Liu to be a talented man, I heard that Brother Lianfang is going to be promoted to Zhili recently? That's what really deserves to be congratulated! ”

The person who came out should have sent a post to Xu Yifan for some reason, inviting him here. Born in Hanlin, he is now the Minister of Beiyang and the Governor of Zhili. The chief think tank of Li Hongzhang, the first minister of the Manchu Dynasty.

Yang Shixiang Yang Lianfang!

He nodded in response to the greetings as he glanced around. and Xu Yifan, who was standing there with his feet, looked at each other. Xu Yifan smiled reservedly, and Yang Shixiang had already hurried to greet him.

"Could it be that this is Mr. Xu Yifan, who is the minister in white and the author of the strange book Ou Youxin video?"

Xu Yifan has learned enough talents, and he strives to make his eyes look at the past with three points of elegance, three points of reserve, three points of chic, and one point of easy-going modesty............

He bowed down and said: "A cheap name is not enough to defile your ears, it is right below." ”

Yang Shixiang smiled and took Xu Yifan's hand affectionately: "Not only brothers, but even the owner of this room, General Director Hurd, has also heard of Mr. Xu's name." Today, I would like to take the liberty of pleasing you, and please forgive me! ”

The master here is indeed the Qing Dynasty's customs power for 45 years, and at the same time has mastered part of the Qing Dynasty's salt tax management. Half of the foreign ministers, Hurd, a native of Northern Ireland of the British Empire who can intervene in the affairs of the new army and navy of the Qing Dynasty!

This was almost regarded as the Taishang adviser by the Qing political axe, the political envoy with the title of Shangshu, and the General Department of Customs and Taxation of the Qing Dynasty. The foreign devil who holds the real financial lifeblood of the Qing Dynasty!

He also seems to have a mirror in his heart, where is his thin reputation that this high-ranking and powerful person can see. The abrupt invitation, I'm afraid it's not because of the surging tide in Jinghua Yanjing that I suddenly got involved in!

Hurd's house is H-shaped, with dense shade and green grass everywhere. Like a Westerner's lawn yard. Stepping into the hall, it is a completely Chinese style of magnificent decorations. The scrolls of the emperors of the past dynasties with the imperial pen have been added with yellow seals, and they are hung everywhere. The band, composed entirely of Chinese, had moved to the house. Under the command of a curly-haired Latin, the accompaniment began again.

The room was already full of seats. Foreigners and Manchu relatives and nobles are scattered among them. The table was full of exquisite dishes, but there were knives and forks in front of the foreigners. Servants in short white coats shuttled around. Some people are also carefully holding champagne and Italian sparkling wine in ice buckets. When he saw that his cup was empty, he filled it with gratitude.

There were still three empty seats at the main table, and it was clear that Hurd was not among them. The foreigners chatted and laughed quietly, smoking the owner's all-you-can-eat cigars. Those Manchu magnates were holding silver hookahs one by one, and they were also talking to each other in a low voice. Behind him, the personal servants he carried with him were blowing with paper in their hands, waiting for them to call for a fire.

Yang Shixiang beckoned Xu Yifan to sit down at one of the tables, nodded slightly, and walked into the inner hall with a smile.

This celebrity under Li Hongzhang seems to have a good relationship with Hurd, a foreign master.

No one in the seat cared about Xu Yifan, a little-known guy. Only one servant approached and asked earnestly, "Is this lord a hookah?" ”

Xu Yifan glanced at him, stretched out his right hand, and parted his index finger and middle finger domineeringly: "Cigar!" ”

The servant choked and quietly handed over a cigar. Xu Yifan asked for the fire and cigar cutter from his hand, skillfully roasted one end first, and then cut off the other end with a snap. Light a cigar and put it in your mouth......

Enjoy!

His style made many people look sideways. At his seat, he heard a few chuckles.

That's right...... What you see is a madman who has been infected with the habits of foreign devils, and in the eyes of some people, it is good to be greedy and lustful.

It seems that there is no threat to your current Emperor Qing Dynasty and the people's hearts.

Actually, there is really no threat now......

The band's sonata became cheerful and exciting. The Chinese butler stood at the exit of the inner hall and shouted: "The General Department of Customs and Taxation of the Great Qing Dynasty, the first-class treasure star, the political envoy Jiashang has the title of Lord Hedhe!" ”

With a bang, both foreigners and powerful people stood up.

The footsteps were sacred, and Yang Shixiang, who was full of spring breeze, was the leader. Then there was a tall and thin old foreigner wearing a big gown with a serious look. His dress was draped with a large ribbon, and a medallion of the Star of Jewels with diamonds hung on his chest. Shine brightly in a house full of bright lights.

This old foreigner looked arrogant and cold, and his pace was steady. Needless to say, it's Hurd, who has been in the position of an advisor to the Manchu Dynasty for decades!

Beside him, there is also a middle-aged foreigner, capable and capable. Dressed in an evening gown, with a typical British tooth. He followed behind Hurd.

In the middle of the music, the three of them walked to the main table, and Hurd nodded coldly. The crowd also nodded in return and sat down with a hum.

Xu Yifan followed the crowd's actions, but he had nothing to do, but he looked at today's master curiously. Hurd's gaze slowly swept over and touched him. It was so cold that it seemed to pierce into the bones.

Everyone sat down, and they all looked at the three people who were still standing there with their faces raised.

Yang Shixiang picked up a glass of champagne: "Everyone, everyone, everyone! ”

A deliberate cut in the rivers and lakes made the whole room laugh, this former Hanlin was famous for his facilitation, and it seems that he really deserves his reputation.

"Today, everyone understands this high-level meeting. Congratulations to Lord He's wife and brother, Pei Shikai, the chief copywriter of the General Taxation Department of Customs, Pei Shikai Pei Daotai, who was promoted to the deputy general department of customs and taxation of the Qing Dynasty! Lord He conscientiously and conscientiously held my Daqing Customs, which is really a bad thing. A year for me to pay more than 30 million yuan in the Qing Dynasty, plus join hands with Li Zhongtang to build the Beiyang Naval Division, make friends with all countries, and return the treaty. Master He's great achievement! Now there is a successor to Lord He, can you celebrate for me? Can you celebrate for Lord He? ”

Regardless of the foreign soil below, everything should be booming. It's a lot of flowers. Xu Yifan was as disgusting as swallowing a fly. In a rising country, the introduction of talents is the proper meaning of the question. However, this makes people control the lifeline, and every year for Guan Yuyang, he is left to blame for big and small things, and he is grateful to Dade.

I'm the only one in the Qing Dynasty.

The middle-aged foreigner beside Hurd nodded with a humble smile. Everyone followed Yang Shixiang's gesture and picked up their wine glasses. When the guests and hosts were negotiating, the whole audience heard a cold snort. Coming from the table.

Everyone looked sideways and saw Xu Yifan standing there, not holding a wine glass. Under the lights. It can barely be called the god of wind like jade.

Many of the people in the table heard his name at the door. Everyone wants to do it at the moment.

"Crazy!"

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