Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Longest Day (Part II)
Tianjin Beiyang Yamen, the Beiyang minister's regimental python banner fluttered weakly under the dark sky.
Except for those Goshkha who were still standing straight, the patrol officers on duty were secretly napping under the dripping eaves. Today is not the end of the year, but Li Zhongtang does not smoke a lot. Seeing that everyone gets up early, and the errand follows such a handsome, drowsiness is often not enough.
Although it was already early spring, it was still cool. A cold wind blew, and the patrol officers all secretly shrunk their necks under the sheepskin collars of the beach.
Just when it was quiet and a little boring, I heard the sound of footsteps rushing in from outside the door. Everyone's eyes turned around, and they saw Yang Shixiang and Ding Ruchang striding inside side by side, next to a series of greetings to Goshha, the patrol officer. Both of them didn't look at it, and their faces turned red. The white breath exhaled was thick and urgent.
The patrolmen who got up were all wondering, what happened to these two adults? Where are the foreign devils coming to provoke again?
At this time, Li Hongzhang had only been up for a long time, and he was wearing a blanket on his legs, sitting on a recliner, and slowly drinking the nutritional products prepared by his German doctor under the service of the maid. Wu Yong, the son-in-law of Zeng Guofan, who was a diner under the scenes, was reading poems to him opposite to relieve his morning fatigue. Zhang Peilun tapped his knees and listened, but his eyes kept looking outside. I don't know where my mind has turned.
The sound of the door sounded, and Yang Shixiang and Ding Ruchang lifted the curtain and came in. Ding Ruchang is a soldier, and he also salutes Li Hongzhang in a proper manner. Yang Shixiang raised a stack of rough-edged order paper in his hand: "Zhongtang, have you looked at a new newspaper today?" β
The eyes of several people in the room turned around, Li Hongzhang waved his hand, and several maids serving behind him suddenly retreated. He knocked on the same stack of paper on the blanket and smiled bitterly, "Why didn't you look at it?" Daqing Times, the freshly baked No. 1 newspaper in the field Qingliu, I don't know how to come from such a big way, and all the places where major cities have postal and telecommunications are distributed. To run this newspaper, every time it is published, you have to lose thousands of silver. The main writer is Tan Sitong, who has the courage to write on the bus! Not only are we looking at it in Tianjin now, but in Yanjing, Liangjiang, and Liangguang, where the atmosphere is open, I don't know how many local center bosses, Yanyan Qingliu's self-proclaimed figures, and scholars and scholars are all looking at this newspaper for his reputation as Tan Sitong! β
Zhang Peilun smiled on the side: "Lianfang, your news is coming late, right?" As soon as Tan Daring's newspaper came out, the sergeants in Beijing spontaneously distributed it for him, who doesn't know? I'm afraid that those clear streams are brewing now. I've also been a clear stream, and I don't know what virtues they have. β
Yang Shixiang said loudly: "Youqiao, then you are still sitting here with Zhongtang?" β
Wu Yong, who ignorantly knows how to read poems to Li Hongzhang, is no longer young. Because of his identity as Zeng Guofan's son-in-law, he was kept by Li Hongzhang under the curtain. He raised his head puzzled: "What did Tan Daring say again?" β
Everyone didn't think much of this half-old nerd, and Yang Shixiang didn't even look at him. just said to Li Hongzhang: "Junmen, Tan Daring's newspaper is talking about Java. Java is now in vogue, give him one by one. He said that our members came and expressed their condolences all the way, and the overseas Chinese community flocked to donate money for the affairs of the Qing Janissaries, and their sincere and pure hearts can be expressed. But they were forbidden to even teach the saints abroad! The 255 members of the committee were ignored and even humiliated. During our time in Java, there were still a lot of atrocities. However, I, the Minister of Nanyang, was originally in charge of the Nanyang trade negotiations, but I kept covering my ears and stealing the bell and ignored them at all. The newspaper recounted the casualties of thousands of overseas Chinese residents over the past few decades. also talked about the death of more than 10,000 people of the overseas Chinese community when we were pure emperors! β
He said in such a hurry that he almost choked, and then continued calmly: "I also said that our two warships are there, the Dutch sailors, ready for battle, and the cannons are pointed at our warships to be repaired." The navy of the country patrolling the South Seas is a matter of understanding from all countries, but now it is threatened by force! Since the dynasty became stronger, even if it saw a war with France, it was said that it would be fought, but the Netherlands was just a small country in Europe, and now it dared to be so tyrannical. Where is the conscience?
He also gave the example of the middle hall! Ten years ago, Peru negotiated the status of Chinese workers. At that time, Zhongtang presided over the negotiations, and at that time, the button that recognized the dual nationality of Chinese people in the public law of all countries was automatically recognized, and the negotiations were handled with confidence. Javanese Overseas Chinese Community, according to the automatic recognition of dual citizenship of Chinese, we can't sit idly by! And up to the Prime Minister's Yamen, down to Nanyang and Beiyang, where negotiations can be handled, all of them were swept in. That's a terrible scolding! Zhongtang, now we can't leave it aside, the two warships of the Beiyang Naval Division are lying there, and the two hundred and five members of the Qincha Committee are from Beiyang, and most of the attachΓ©s are from the Beiyang Military Academy. This ass, we have to wipe it if we don't wipe it! β
Li Hongzhang just listened quietly, and suddenly turned his head and asked Zhang Peilun with a smile: "Youqiao, what do those friends in Beijing say?" β
Zhang Peilun snapped his fingers: "Today is the fourth day of the first month of March, and the Qing Times was sent to Yanjing at the first day of the first month of March." The time when the bus in Beijing was on the book, the Qingliu people suffered a loss, and now they are holding their breath. Now there is a great opportunity to point fingers, saying that a small country in the Netherlands dares to insult the members of the Qincha Committee, dare this and that...... I guess they're holding back. I don't know if the old man will jump out. Anyway, Kyori is quite lively now...... Anyway, standing and talking doesn't hurt your back, it's all a sound of shouting and killing. Wasn't the same with the ponytail back then? Zhongtang established the Beiyang Naval Division, and now Qingliu has also learned new words, saying that the country has spent tens of millions of silver, so why don't you go to negotiate with military ships now? Anyway, if you hang it for them, there will be no light ones, and the momentum will not be small! β¦β¦ I'm just strange, Tan Daring has never been out of the country, Java is not refreshing in the south or in the north, how can they put this at the bottom of the ground, say it so refreshingly, and sweep the South and North Oceans into it at once? β
Yang Shixiang stumbled on the side: "Tan Daring is not Xu Yifan hired from Hunan!" I know the details of his yamen. Tang Shaochuan paid for the establishment of such a newspaper in the concession, Tan Daring is the hope of Ye Qingliu, the leader of the book on the bus that has not been seen in the 200 years of the National Dynasty, how prestigious is this? The living treasure couldn't do it in Java, so he instructed Tan to send this news so that he could bring everyone unlucky...... Two hundred and five is two hundred and five, he doesn't know, this time, he has offended Nanyang Beiyang, and even the Prime Minister's Yamen? β
Li Hongzhang just smiled, and Zhang Peilun also smiled: "Lianfang, you can't see it." Now the imperial court is worried about the inside, it is our Nanyang and Beiyang tails that cannot be lost, and the turmoil of the Jinghua Praetorian Guard at the beginning is what I am worried about. Externally, Manchuria is noble, who is not disgusted with foreigners? But you can only slap the foreigners. Xu Yifan's news was embellished by this Tan bold and brilliant pen, and the troops entered Surabaya, soothing the Chinese Society with tears, and did not give an inch to the foreigners. The above may mean that while worrying, I feel that this wild scattering is refreshing. The world is clear, and it doesn't look like this! β
He raised two fingers and said eloquently: "Xu Yifan rose in Jinghua, and his Ou Youxin video is already a copy on the desk of all scholars in the world. No matter what, his big water can't fill our Nanyang and Beiyang, and the court is only willing to watch one more person who divides and balances our forces appear! If you want to fight with someone with such a deep foundation in the middle hall, you must live up to the expectations of the world! Tan Sitong advocated for him like this, this overseas legendary experience. It was the beginning of his prestige! Those Qingliu people, I'm afraid they are looking at this, just in the past few days, this excerpt applauded Xu Yifan, saying that we are stupid in the north and south oceans, and we will hand it upwards like flowing water! Although his position is just a Taoist, after returning to China, I am afraid that he will be promoted! Use it to contain us! β
The whole room listened to what he said. Even Yang Shixiang was silent, revealing a thoughtful expression. Yang Shixiang and Xu Yifan dealt with each other the most, and what they watched the most was whether Xu Yifan was crazy or not, and whether he was stupid or not. After looking at it like this for a long time, I really treat him as two hundred and five. But Zhang Peilun analyzes Xu Yifan as a far-sighted opponent!
Zhang Peilun's expression was indifferent, and he just looked at his father-in-law: "Internally, as long as Qingliu coaxes him together, he can't get his prestige." The tough master of foreigners has always been applauded everywhere...... I was like that in the past, and he is like this now. Externally, he is also paying attention...... Nanyang is rich, I have known it for a long time. However, the overseas Chinese community always feels far away from our country, and he is afraid that he will not raise millions of silver salaries to come back! This Praetorian Guard, maybe he can really train! As long as you have a shelf, you can divide the financial power of the South and North Seas, and it is in the name of the Praetorian Guard. Just pull a few flag men as a cover...... Zhongtang, Nanyang and his party, we all underestimated. This guy has wiring at home and abroad, and he dares to take risks lightly, and he is determined to do it himself. He...... His ambition is not small! β
The room was suddenly solemn, and Li Hongzhang just closed his eyes and listened quietly. After a while, he shook his head slightly: "A small platform...... No soldiers, no bravery, can he really use such a deep mind? β
Listening to Li Hongzhang's self-talk, Zhang Peilun smiled and stopped talking. Wu Yong, who was beside him, had long been stupid at this time.
Li Hongzhang opened his eyes and shone brightly: "If you provoke foreigners, I don't believe in provocation, he can still end smoothly!" It's not like you're going to have to come back in the dust. We just need to discuss, how we should deal with it, and don't let Qingliu grab us too many pigtails. Xu Yifan will return to China in the future, and I have a way to take care of him......"
He turned his eyes and looked at Ding Ruchang: "Yu Ting, you and Lianfang came over, did you come to ask for sin?" For the sake of the two warships? β
Ding Ruchang hit down again: "Zhongtang, the mark is incompetent, and you can't restrain your subordinates." Let them mess around with Xu Dao. Now plead guilty to the Middle Hall. β
Li Hongzhang smiled: "What kind of crime, please!" I see that the two warships are staying well in Surabaya, and if something happens, it is Xu Yifan and Deng Shichang messing around, in case they can actually make some fame, and they can't afford to come back. It is also the credit of the Beiyang Naval Division...... We are still not afraid of the Dutch warships...... Look at everyone, in the end, the court still has to let me come out and wipe this Xu Yifan's ass! I want to see if these two hundred and five are soft or hard at this juncture! β
Looking at Li Hongzhang's proud expression, Zhang Peilun just sighed softly.
This tide rolls up, although it starts at the end of Qingping, but in the end, where will it blow?
The Qing Times, the Manchu Dynasty was surging, and Xu Yifan was in Nanyang...... Where will the lifeless situation since the Sino-French War change?
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In front of the Zheng He Mosque, it has become another kind of battlefield.
Countless indigenous youths came from all over the country and joined the war group one by one. I don't know how many, but they surrounded the thousands of people from front to back, from left to right. Whistling loudly, shouting trumpets, and smashing rocks over their heads and faces. The more powerful ones pounced with baleng knives, slashing everywhere without a head or face. In the shops around, as long as there are Chinese, some people will go over and smash and light fires. Screams could be heard everywhere.
This riot arose suddenly, but with astonishing momentum! These indigenous thugs, who have long been jealous of the wealth and industriousness of the Chinese, are now quite well organized, and they are unscrupulously venting their silver might!
On the entire Slopitah Avenue, there was not a single shadow of a foreign policeman, all of them were humanoid beasts laughing and screaming.
The sturdy Chinese youths stood out of the ranks, fighting with flags and sticks holding slogans. Some of the teachers also rushed forward with their glasses in their hands, waving whatever they were clutching in their hands. Every swing of the cold knife on the chin splashed blood on these Chinese youths. When one person falls, the other makes up. They shouted unwritten slogans and desperately guarded the young Chinese women in the team.
The Chinese in Java were responsible for more than 90 percent of the taxes of the colonial authorities. With their own hard work, they support these natives who bask in the sun and chew betel nut all day long. At this time, in exchange for their white blades!
Countless people were wounded, countless people fell. But the team was still in a circle. The men resisted in front, and the girls picked up the thrown stones and threw them back. The unprecedented resistance of the Chinese youth provoked the mob to become even more vicious, and they fled from Srobitah Avenue to all directions, and the small scrambles that had been arranged were now getting out of control. Everywhere, Chinese shops were set on fire, Chinese shopkeepers and clerks were chased, slashed and killed, and all kinds of atrocities were staged one after another.
The whole of Surabaya is full of shouts and shouts that kill all the Chinese!
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At the Governor's Palace of East Java Province, Governor Chuuk stood on a balcony full of tropical atmosphere, staring intently at the black smoke rising from all directions throughout Surabaya, and the sound of shouting and killing erupted from the area of Zheng Ho Mosque.
The milk smoothie on the table was placed inside the silver cutlery, and on the outside of the cutlery, droplets of water condensed.
The sound of footsteps came from behind, a soldier's pace, and Governor Chuuk didn't have to look back, he knew it was Lieutenant Colonel Detann.
"It's an out-of-control display of power......" the Governor said softly.
Lieutenant Colonel Detann pursed his lips and stood beside him, silent: "Lord Governor, everything is back to balance. This is also for the sake of the long-term peace and stability of Her Majesty's territory. Anyway, if the house burns, the Chinese will build again, and if people are killed, they will regenerate. It won't be long before Surabaya prosperes again. And the Chinese will always remember this day. No longer dare to rebel against our rule...... This time, without us whites attending, our hands were clean. β
Chuck smiled faintly, "I'm thinking about how to write a report with the colonial minister at home......" he beckoned, and an indigenous servant came silently with a plate of whiskey and a bottle of soda. Covered with a towel, it was an ice bucket.
"Do you want to add ice? Lieutenant Colonel? β
Detann took the glass and shook it slightly. Chu Ke took a shallow sip: "What about the Qincha of the Qing Kingdom?" And what about their two cruisers? β
Detann looked into the distance: "The colonial light infantry battalion in Surabaya has been deployed in the Qing Consulate and the forts in Tanjung Perak Harbor, and we have at least seven hundred to eight hundred people guarding against them. Our Navy is also in action. These people with pigtails will just stay there, waiting for the riots to pass under our protection...... They don't have the pride and courage of the Caucasians! β
Chu Ke took another sip of wine, and looked into the distance with a blank look: "We didn't expect that the Chinese would take to the streets this time, which inspired the chaos that was originally controlled this time...... It's just a Qing official who walked among them...... What are these Chinese people thinking? In any case, I take all the consequences of the decisions I make...... Lieutenant Colonel, please remember that no matter what, you can't let those Qing officials be harmed by the natives! I just want them to walk away with their tails between their legs! β
Seeing that De Tanen solemnly received the order, Governor Chuuk looked into the distance and pointed to the pillar of smoke rising in the distance: "Lieutenant Colonel, no matter what, there is still a cruel beauty in this scene, isn't it?" β
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Xu Yifan's carriage is just moving forward firmly.
He was dressed in a platform costume that was no longer formal, biting his lip tightly, and was not in the carriage. But standing next to the coachman in the chariot, the guard of honor was completely hung up, and the four cadets held his official rank plate. The team just kept moving forward in silence.
It was Zhang Yu who was driving, and the housekeeper also tightened his face and body, holding the reins of the horse steadily. The cuckoo in a green coat and a small hat, dressed as a boy, stood behind Xu Yifan, just pressing the six-wheeled pistol hidden under the gown on his waist.
The cadets leaned tightly together, their fists clenched. Panting and walking neatly.
A mixed contingent of more than 200 foreign soldiers and policemen, led by officers, constantly stood in front of them. I didn't know what to shout loudly, but I was squeezed away by these students. No one can stop their ranks. The soldiers of the colonial light infantry battalion raised their rifles, all with bayonets. The cadets slammed their chests into the bayonets. They had to retreat step by step, and the blocking team was rushed away, and another line of people was organized. Desperately blocked.
Homes have been closed all around, and there have been sporadic indigenous thugs rushing in. They often chase a few Chinese with broken heads. Whenever he saw this scene, Xu Yifan shook his head in the car, and several students desperately squeezed out and pushed away the butt of the gun in front of him. Shouted to the Chinese: "Come here!" Lord Xu is here! β
Such a cry made the Chinese stumble here as if they had seen a lighthouse in a trance. The cadets pushed away those who stood in their way and pulled them in. Those indigenous thugs, looking at the honor guards of the foreign soldiers and Xu Yifan, did not wait for the soldiers to chase and fight, they all turned around and ran.
Some of the locked shop doors heard the call of the students, and they all opened with a bang, and all the people who came out were Chinese, crying before they could say anything: "Lord Xu, save us Chinese!" β
As he went, the procession grew larger and larger, and the frightened Chinese no longer knew the direction, but only knew to follow the Lord Qincha, who was standing high on the carriage and had a face as much as iron, to move forward!
The foreign soldiers and policemen who blocked it were already sweating profusely, their helmets were crooked, and they had pushed and shoved their hands I don't know how many times. But no matter what, it can't stop them from moving forward! The young Chinese soldiers in front of them seemed to be spewing fire in their eyes, and they took out all their strength to silently compete with them. Some people pushed away the bayonets with their bare hands, and their hands were covered with blood, as if they didn't notice that they were injured!
Seeing that the team following Xu Yifan was getting bigger and bigger, a Dutch major who commanded this detachment was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. Their task was to surround the Consulate, but not to open fire or use force against the Qing Legion. But this small team moved forward silently, and if they did not use force, they could not stop such a resolute march at all!
The number of people sent to the Governor's Palace to report the news has been flocked. This Chinese team is getting bigger and bigger, and it has a scale of several hundred people. Pushing and shoving has become more and more a loss. Seeing that they were about to go to the Sergeant Robita Avenue. Do you want them to join in the chaos?
Xu Yifan stood in the car, with only a sneer on the corner of his mouth. On this road, as soon as the indigenous thugs came by, saw the foreign soldiers here, turned around and ran. But in other parts of Surabaya, there are fires and smoke everywhere! The screams and cries of grief soared into the sky. So that he can barely stand on his feet in the car!
The Dutch are still playing with their use of indigenous balancing the Chinese, as long as the limited number of whites in Surabaya are warning them. You don't have to guess to understand that there are more foreign soldiers in the area of Tanjung Perak Port to guard against Deng Shichang and them! These foreigners have completely lost the rest of Surabaya to the indigenous thugs! This is a deliberate riot! The march of the Chinese youth on the streets was just an introduction, and the two sides came together to produce the present huge riot scene. Even the Dutch, who were now able to defend important places with their limited manpower, waited for the unrest to subside, and the Dutch had no interest in expelling the indigenous thugs. Chinese youths took to the streets, and it is estimated that they were even more inspired to beat the Chinese!
He must protect these wanderers, no matter what kind of scene they face!
Seeing that the procession was getting closer and closer to the Slopitah Avenue, the top of the Zheng He Mosque was clearly visible. The man whom the Dutch major had sent to report the news had come back in dismay, scratching everywhere and bleeding everywhere. The road to the Doge's Palace was blocked. But the order of the higher authorities is that not a single foreign soldier and policeman will be allowed to enter the Srobita Avenue!
The front of Xu Yifan's team suddenly emptied, and those foreign soldiers and policemen faithfully obeyed the order, stopped at the intersection, and quickly withdrew. Every foreign soldier cast a strange gaze, looking at those students with hatred on their faces and Xu Yifan who just sneered.
I have never seen the Chinese so resolute!
The following things, whether the Chinese fight the natives, or the natives fight the Chinese, is not what they have to care about.
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Here in the Zheng He Mosque, it has reached the most tragic time.
Li Xing stood at the front of the team, and he didn't know how many scars he had on his body. He waved the flag in his hand like crazy, pushing the indigenous thugs away, but there were fewer and fewer people around him. One by one, the young men collapsed covering their wounds, some were smashed on the head, and some were stabbed with knives. Groups of thugs have rushed through the gaps, large and small, and there are some younger youths and girls!
Li Xuan was in the team in the inner circle, and these girls dragged the injured young people in one by one, ripped off their shirts and bandaged their wounds. Stones rained down, and young men used their bodies to block them. The girl bit her lip, tears rolling in her eyes. The people in front of him fell more and more, still desperately pulling the feet of the indigenous thugs who rushed in. A gray-haired Chinese school teacher was injured in several places, and he desperately tried to stand up and block in front of these girls, but he was cut down by several baleng knives. Several thugs rushed over, and Li Xuan half-knelt in front of a wounded man and straightened his waist, straightened his hair, and just watched these thugs quietly.
In the midst of this unprecedented turmoil, although her face was full of blood and gray sweat, her complexion was still beautiful. Several thugs looked stunned for a moment, and they didn't react until a few Chinese youths rushed over, and several people fought together. More natives rushed over, and when they looked at the schoolgirls, they immediately smiled like beasts. Screaming and rushing over, a person reached out to pull Li Xuan. But a knife she hid in her hand was inserted into her eye!
Blood splattered, spraying Li Xuan's head and face. Countless natives have targeted this half-breed girl as beautiful as an angel. Countless dirty hands reached out. As long as the Chinese youth can still move, they are also desperately rushing here to protect the most beautiful symbol of the Chinese people in this riot.
At this time, who can save themselves? In any case, it can't fall into the hands of these hideous skinny monkeys! She heard the cries of the girls who had been dragged away by these indigenous thugs!
Li Xuan gritted his teeth, looked around, there was blood everywhere, and there was chaos everywhere. His brother is still fighting desperately. I couldn't hear her crying for help anymore.
Li Xuan smiled and said in a low voice: "I am Chinese...... took back the knife and pressed it against his heart.
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As soon as he got on the Slobyta Avenue, what Xu Yifan saw was such a scene of countless indigenous thugs beating and hurting thousands of Chinese youths!
Their small team, everyone was angry. Some of the natives in the outer circle heard the sound of chariots and horses, and when they looked back, they saw those students with blood-red eyes and straight military uniforms, just like seeing ghosts! Some people retreated with knives, and some desperately shouted hello. But the scene has become so chaotic that who else can hear it?
Some of the bold natives watched as the soldiers walked slowly with their bare hands, tentatively holding their knives. There were hundreds of people.
Xu Yifan looked at this scene, just gritted his teeth tightly, and raised a hand: "All of them, take the gun, fire!" Kill these bastards! The sky is falling, Lao Tzu will help you bear it! β
With a bang, the roof of his chariot was lifted, and seven or eight cadets had already stood up, each with a Mauser 88 rifle in his hand!
(To be continued)