In Jiangning City, the smoke of gunpowder has dissipated, the remnants of a dozen zhang big gap in the city wall, but it is a highlight of the destruction of the city in the battle of recovery, last night near midnight Guangfu army exploded the city wall, when attacking the city, the flag palace in the city or was killed in a bloody battle, or committed suicide by taking poison, this night the sound of guns and cannons has long been dispersed, at this time in the Jiangning City full of tricolor flags, people intentionally or unintentionally talk about the city in the city, but look at the former Liangjiang Governor's Palace.

At this time, the Liangjiang Governor's Mansion was full of guards in black uniforms outside the gate, and even the plaque of the Liangjiang Governor's Mansion became the words "Marshal's Mansion", the plaque made by the craftsmen in Jiangning City overnight, the Dashuai Mansion, as the name suggests, the Liangjiang Governor's Mansion is now the Marshal's Mansion of the Guangfu Army.

After being escorted out of the dungeon of Shuaifu, Duan Fang, who had been frightened for a whole day and night, almost entered the familiar study with his front feet, and as soon as he saw Chen Moran sitting on the bookcase, he hurriedly knelt on the ground with trembling and kowtowed one after another.

"Dashuai!"

Saying that, Duan Fang even squeezed out some tears, since he was taken down by the Guangfu Army, after listening to the song of "holding a steel knife ninety-nine, killing all Hu Er before stopping", he knew in his heart that his little life was dangerous, and when he heard that the commander of the Guangfu Army in that incident turned out to be Chen Moran, he was almost frightened, and almost hanged himself several times to avoid ending up in the first two places.

This will meet the handsome, there is a reason not to kneel.

"Dashuai, the minion was targeting Dashuai at the beginning, so ...... That's no way, being forced to be helpless, it's really not the original intention of the minion! ”

Crying and crying, Duan Fang said with oil and vinegar how Li Lianying forced him to take the handsome when he went to work, and how Cixi hated the handsome, in short, he just wanted to get rid of himself.

And Chen Moran just listened to him with a straight face, and Chen Moran was already very clear about what he said, but this would look at Duan Fang, who had made him unable to sleep, kneel there like this, but his heart was so proud, once upon a time he also knelt on him, but now he is kneeling in front of him, crying and begging for mercy here!

“…… The slave was originally a Han Chinese, surnamed Tao, originally from Zhejiang, and the ancestors entered the flag when the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs. Please also ask Lord Dashuai to spare the minions' rotten lives in large quantities! ”

The end of this meeting was crying, looking at his demeanor Chen Moran smiled coldly, and then glanced at him coldly.

"Duanfang, the one you suffered today is the bane planted by your ancestors. Your ancestors entered the customs when the Manchu Qing Dynasty, put themselves into the banner, flattered the enemy, and brutalized their compatriots, just wanting their children and grandchildren to be great officials forever. You know that when the Manchurians entered the customs, the massacres in Yangzhou and Jiading, as well as the vicious methods of mutilating compatriots such as Nagina and Literary Prison, were used to the extreme. If a scholar miswrites a word, he will be imprisoned at least and punished by the Nine Clans; If a common man does not want to shave his head, he will be killed. This blood debt, now is the time to pay it back. Thou hast made a personal grudge against me and my inheritance, and thou hast been a man of vendetta for personal vendetta, but...... Public revenge cannot go unavenged. ”

In a word, a few frightened souls of Duan Fang who knelt on the ground did not possess his body, and he just hung his head speechlessly, kneeling in his mouth and muttering.

"The handsome spare me, the handsome spare me......"

Although the words of his mouth were sharp, Chen Moran sneered, and did not mean to push him out to behead or shoot him, if he was "arrogant" at this end, he would definitely kill him, but he was kneeling here and begging for mercy, which made Chen Moran feel meaningless, and looked at him coldly.

According to the intelligence of the Second Detective Department, of course, this Duan Fang is not a Han with the surname "Tao", but a banner man with roots and Miao Hong, and was born in the righteous path of the imperial examination, and is listed as one of the "three talented sons under it", the so-called "Da Rong, Xiao Na, and Duan Lao Si" are all the objects of the Qing court's efforts to cultivate.

"I hope that there are many people and I don't want to see Yao Shun. There are saints in Manchuria, and it is difficult to recover. ”

What Zhang Taiyan said earlier in his own mansion, "Ji Xuan" is the ally of the recovery, and "Yao Shun" is the enemy, and the Duan Fang in front of him is the enemy and belongs to the target of killing. Although this Duan Fang was greedy, he was particularly politically talented, and it was rare among the Manchus, and Duan Fang was not very harmonious with Zhang Zhidong, the governor of Huguang, and his reform steps and intensity far exceeded Zhang Zhidong's, and he even showed great political liberalization, including funding the students in Hubei to run newspapers under Zhang's pressure. Of course, because of his status as a flag man, no one will question his political motives. When Liangjiang served as the governor, he set up a school, ran a policeman, built a warship, trained the army, set up regulations for patrolling the Yangtze River, and subsidized foreign students.

"I want to spare you! Say, "How do you atone for your sins?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Duan Fang, who felt that he was walking in the ghost gate, suddenly became active in his mind.

"Slave...... The minions are willing to give their families and salaries to help the Han restore military supplies! ”

The first thought that popped into his mind was to follow the old custom of giving out the money of atonement.

"It's not proper, all your family's property is the income of the people of the Han Dynasty, and after the recovery, the income from slavery and the property of the enemy should be collected!"

While shaking his head lightly and enjoying the pleasure of playing with cats and mice, Chen Moran decided to dispose of the flag man's property with a word, which was actually a strategy that had been agreed upon a long time ago.

"Ahh

Duanfang's eyes widened, but in an instant, he was born in the imperial examination, how could he not know that when the dynasty changed, those princes and ministers could not say that they were protecting their families, and they were all blessed by God if they could save their lives.

"Slave...... Minion ......"

Kneeling on the ground, Duan Fang began to think about what chips he still had, it was impossible to atone for his sins with silver, and what other ways were there? Kneeling on the ground, thinking about it in his heart, Duan Fang knew that if he could save his life, he would only look at the kung fu of this meeting, if he couldn't give this Chen Ranzhi a satisfactory answer, he was only afraid of ...... It's hard to save your life!

"Don't be a minion!"

Seeing that he was stammering and speechless, Chen Moran waved his hand, and this wave of his hand was not tight, almost scared Duan Fang's soul, and he fell to the ground.

"Minion, slave is willing to send an envoy to the capital for the marshal, and for the marshal, he will say that the Yehenala clan will surrender the whole country!"

Duanfang, who was lying on the ground, almost cried out this sentence, and when he said this, he knew that even if he didn't lose his life here, he might lose it in Jingshi.

"Oh!"

Chen Moran, who was about to leave the study and go to see those gentry and virtuous, was interested, staring at Duan Fang who was lying on the ground, it was a little incredible, whether this Duan Fang wanted to live or die.

Envoy to Jingshi, say descend to the Yehenala clan! Even if she didn't cut off his head, how could Cixi not cut off his head when she saw him.

"You can be sure that you will descend to the Henala clan!"

Chen Moran's answer only made Duan Fang, who knew that he was going to die, see a glimmer of life, and he hurriedly kowtowed a few times.

"Slave...... Slaves are sure! ”

Listening to Duan Fang's answer, Chen Moran fell silent, he looked at Duan Fang, what was this guy thinking in his head? Could it be that he wanted to take the opportunity to escape back to Yanjing, and then run to the East Warm Pavilion to cry about what happened to him and find a chance to live.

"Master, the minion is not a lie!"

Kneeling on the ground, seeing Chen Moran silent, as if he was pondering there, he hurriedly added.

"As long as the slave borrows the military might of the marshal, he is sure to let the Yehenara clan surrender the whole country!"

The whole country descended, until half an hour later, when walking towards the lobby hall of the "Great Marshal's Mansion", Chen Moran had been thinking about what Duan Fang had said, thinking about it, with a shout of "The Great Marshal", Chen Moran came back to his senses, and the hall was divided into three rows on the left and right sides of the nearly 100 Shanghai, Jiangsu, Anhui, and even the gentry who came from afar, hurriedly stood up.

As soon as he stepped into the room with his front feet, looking at the acquaintances and strangers among the gentry and virtuous people standing respectfully on both sides, Chen Moran had a smile on his face, and even gave his hands to these people in a nondescript manner.

"You have been waiting for a long time, it is really entangled in military affairs, I hope you are ......!"

Chen Moran gave his hand like this, but the people in this room couldn't stand, and Sun Jingnan, who was in the crowd, was stunned for a second when Chen Moran bowed, and then hurriedly knelt down.

"I'll see you later!"

In the past period of time, he was first accustomed to being called "Mr.", and then used to being called "Da Shuai", and even specially designed a set of military uniforms for himself that conformed to the identity of "Da Shuai", just like this Da Shuai military uniform with gold ribbon at this time, he was trying his best to complete his transformation from a businessman to a big handsome, and he was trying to adapt to the overlap of power and wealth.

And now, the hundreds of gentry and virtuous people from all over the country who knelt on the ground made Chen Moran feel a little surprised, especially when he saw one of them, Liang Qichao, he rushed to Jiangning from Shanghai last night, and he specially sent someone to tell him beforehand.

"I don't say that China will change, please come to discuss the plan!"

The signature is a crutch, in the past year, he exchanged dozens of letters with him, from reform to the nation, from recovery to the future, dozens of letters made the two become friends, compared to Kang Youwei, Chen Moran appreciates Liang Qichao more, Kang Youwei is full, Liang Qichao is engaged in turning to things, and the important thing is that he is a reformist.

China needs a change, but this change is by no means a revolution, but the Chinese like "revolutionary" thinking from the bones, "the emperor will do it in turn, and next year will come to my house", the core of the political game is to seize power, and for this can be done by any means. And in terms of the melodious sound of the slogan, the rulers can never compare with the opposition, because people do not carry burdens, and they do not have backache when they stand and talk.

In the past, when the General Staff of the Liberation Army was there to set its sights on the Manchus, Chen Moran set his sights on his future enemies, who were innumerable, ranging from the overthrowing Manchus and the compatriots to be liberated, to the revolutionary party and careerists.

Chen Moran realized that what he was most afraid of was not the enemy in the open, but his compatriots in the dark, he needed allies, he needed supporters who supported him to improve the country and the nation, and Liang Qichao, who was kneeling on the ground, was also one of the potential supporters.

Now he is kneeling in front of him like everyone else, different from the joy when Duan Fang knelt in front of him, when Liang Qichao and Sun Jingnan knelt in front of him, Chen Moran suddenly felt a little weak, they knew that these people who knelt on the ground were actually his enemies to some extent!

There is no "you are exempt" from the courtesy, and there is no humble "torment of me" at the beginning.

Some are just silent!

Chen Moran stood there, receiving their salutes, Liang Qichao, Sun Jingnan, Zhang Jian, Zhu Baosan, Yan Wenyuan and others who were kneeling on the ground raised their eyes slightly to look at Chen Moran, but saw that his seemingly calm face was filled with some sadness and indignation.

The stinging pain when biting his tongue hard made Chen Moran's face show some heartache, he looked around at these people in front of him, many of whom he didn't know, and suddenly he raised his head and sighed.

"Kneel down to me!"

When Chen Moran spoke, he didn't let them get up, but said in a mournful tone.

"I am ashamed of it! Hate it too! ”

The hearts of the people who were shocked by the words trembled, and at the same time they felt a little dazed, this grass people worship the official ceremony, not to mention, although they know that "the future of the nation will be decided by hundreds of millions of Chinese people!" But in my heart, I knew that the handsome man in front of him, once it was done, he would be the emperor in the future, not to mention that he could see the dragon face today, that is, the grass people could kneel to the Son of Heaven, which was also a blessing.

And when Liang Qichao heard this, he was happy in his heart, this Chen Ranzhi is still the conceited "crutch", at least for now...... But he still knelt, kneeling and waiting for Chen Moran's words.

"Shame! I am ashamed to be silently incompetent, and you even knelt down silently! Hateful! Hate that the Manchu Qing enslaved our compatriots for 260 years, now although you are dressed in Han clothes, but kneeling in front of Mo Ran, Mo Ran only remembers that when the Han Dynasty was founded, that is, the ministers faced the saints, and also sat down, you are all social elites and celebrities, he said that the country was restored, and he was also a person who discussed politics on behalf of the people, how could he kneel down to worship me, a servant of the people! ”

There was another sigh, Chen Moran still didn't mean to let everyone get up.

"I, Chen Moran, although I am the commander of the Liberation Army, the ruling of the temporary political axe, the salary and the support of all the people, that is, for the support, but also for the servants and servants of the people, now I say that all the monarchs are the parents of food and clothing of the silent and the recovery of the political axe, kneel to me here, where is the justice? Kneeling indoors, all the gentlemen are older than silent, where is the ceremony? ”

Lalian asked twice, the people who were originally kneeling for nearly two minutes suddenly had a good impression of the handsome of the Liberation Army in front of them, they have seen a lot of handsome, but it is really the first time to see such a handsome, these words are true or false, they always say that they are comfortable to listen to, and their hearts are comfortable, originally some of them were ordered to come to Jiangning by the governor's axe, and they were changed their clothes, but the dissatisfaction in their hearts was dispersed in Chen Moran's preaching, and they had an unprecedented good impression of this handsome.

"The big handsome man was surprised by this!"

Straightened up, but Liang Qichao opened his mouth to refute Chen Moran.

"Today, we are worshipping and kneeling, and we are not alone!"

This will make Liang Qichao start to round up for the people in this room and himself, and he will also continue to round Chen Moran's words.

"What you kneel down is the hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Liberation Army behind the marshal, and what you worship is the feat of the marshal to restore the nation, not the kneel and worship of the marshal alone!"

When he spoke, Liang Qichao had already stood up, and the people in the room also stood up with him.

"What Mr. Liang said is very true!"

For a while, everyone in the room nodded yes to Liang Qichao's words, this Mr. Liang is worthy of being a university question, and he avoids everyone's embarrassment with one sentence.

Glancing at Liang Qichao who stood up, Chen Moran instantly understood the meaning of his words, clasped his hands into fists, raised them to the top of his head first, and respectfully made a ninety-degree salute to these people.

"The soldiers of the Liberation Army recovered with blood, and they were safe and silent, and they were really ashamed of it!"

"The handsome man needs to be safe! If there is no handsome handsome, how can we and other Han people raise their eyebrows in the world! ”

A man in his fifties said aloud after returning the salute, and bowed at the same time.

"Please sit down, big man!"

This small episode made the atmosphere in the original room lively, especially those gentry who were sighing in their hearts, thinking that the governor axed them to come here, it was nothing more than "pulling wool", and they calmed down a little, especially when some of them listened to the sentence "He said that the whole country was restored, and he was also a person who discussed politics on behalf of the people", there was a little expectation in their hearts, after all, now that the army is restored, it is the crutch man.

"He said that when the nation is restored, it should be restored to the "Zhou Li", restore the power of the township elders and township doctors, set up local and central advisory houses, and social elites gather together in the advisory chamber to decide on state affairs.

What is a Social Elite?

The people in the room glanced around, and when they were introduced to the conversation before, this was either a well-known scholar or a famous gentry from all over the world, these were not social elites! At this time, many of them even had the illusion that at this time, this handsome man was just invited to come here when Jiangnan had just recovered and had not yet stabilized, but it was not to discuss state affairs!

Chen Moran, who was sitting at the head, smiled again, he knew that at least more than half of these people in front of him were not willing to come here, they were all "invited" by the governor's axe, and those governor's axes of the Restoration Army were okay, they were repeatedly invited, but those county orders transferred to the "county guards" of the governor's axe, but after receiving the order, they hurriedly coaxed and deceived them to "invite".

The previous performance will definitely add a lot of points to yourself, even if you want to perform, then you should make persistent efforts.

"You are all virtuous people in the provinces, the current recovery is in a hurry, this marshal took the liberty to invite you to Jiangning, if there is some inconsiderate during the period, please forgive me! It's really a state affair that is pressing, and this commander has no choice but to do it! ”

Another sentence, but it made the more than 100 people in the room involuntarily puff up their chests, for the first time, for the first time in their lives, they felt that they had received a kind of respect that they had never before, and this change in language and attitude made most of them have an unprecedented good impression of this person in front of them and this liberation political axe.

The smiles on everyone's faces and the change in posture only made Chen Moran smile in his heart, he knew that at least he had succeeded half of it today.

(To be continued)