"Where is Emperor Daxing now?"

It's just that as soon as he entered the city, he didn't pay attention to the Guangfu Army in the city, nor did he go to meet Cai Yi, who was the commander-in-chief of the North China Theater, and he didn't appease the officers and soldiers of his self-proclaimed First Division of the Guangfu Army.

"According to Nanjing's order, it was moved to the Hanyuan Hall in Yingtai."

After hearing this sentence, Yuan Shikai hurriedly rushed to the palace under the escort of the guards, which would make him not care about the surrounding affairs, almost after getting the news of the emperor's martyrdom in Tianjin, he first took the train, and when he got off the train in Beijing, he changed to riding a horse. When the group came to Jingyunmen, they happened to meet Lu Chuanlin, and Yuan Shikai was shocked to see that Lu Chuanlin was not thrown into prison.

Although this palace is no longer a palace, the Guangfu army with guns is on guard in the palace, Yuan Shikai can ride a horse across the palace, but when he entered the palace gate, he took the initiative to jump off the horse, and even deliberately gave the gun and sword to the attaché behind him, and then entered the palace with Lu Chuanlin, and when the two walked towards the palace, no one took the initiative to say anything.

I thought that there must be a lot of crying and chaos in the palace at this time, but who knew that this was not the case at all. The palace was quiet, as if nothing had happened, different from the past, only two white paper lanterns were hung under the low eaves, even if they were these two white paper lanterns, they were only obtained by Lu Chuanlin after repeated struggles.

was responsible for maintaining the Forbidden City, and temporarily called two eunuchs to guide him, and then accompanied by two eunuchs and four soldiers, Yuan Shikai and Lu Chuanlin walked in the direction of Nanhaizi in the dark.

Hanyuan Hall is one of the main buildings on the Yingtai. Yingtai is a peninsula in the South China Sea, which is bordered by water in three directions: east, west and south, but the north is connected to the ground. Since the Ming Dynasty, the emperors and queens often came to Yingtai to play, so as to enjoy the idyllic scenery of the people.

In the Qing Dynasty, the court built a lot of construction here, and operated it as a fairy mountain on the sea. Build buildings and pavilions, move flowers and trees, let people stand here and have the illusion feeling of coming to the legendary three mountains on the sea, Penglai, Abbot and Yingzhou. In addition to the Hanyuan Palace, there are the main buildings such as the Xiangyan Palace, the Tongshu House on the Yingtai, the emperors and concubines of the Qing Dynasty often travel here to escape the summer, and the emperors such as Kangxi and Qianlong are still listening to the government in this dynasty.

Since Qianlong, the emperor Yanjing of various dynasties often studied in the Butong Book House. Yingtai is indeed a beautiful and quiet place. However, since the autumn of the Wuxu year, Guangxu was arranged by Cixi to recuperate and study here, it has become a high-ranking prison in the palace, and the emperor has become a prisoner in this prison.

In the past, the Hanyuan Gate, which was connected to the outside world, was guarded by soldiers sent by Cixi, and foreign officials were not allowed to enter except for a few eunuchs and palace maids. Guangxu himself could not go out without Cixi's consent. The queen and Concubine Jin rarely come once or twice a month. Pity the emperor of a big country, so lonely, lonely, melancholy, and depressed to spend the last few years of his life here, and now, outside the Hanyuan Gate, the Qing soldiers have been replaced by the Guangfu Army, and the poor man inside has become a cold corpse.

When he stepped on Yingtai with Lu Chuanlin, Yuan Shikai felt the cold wind from the water surface of Nanhaizi, so that he couldn't help but shiver. The buildings and pavilions on the peninsula are all shrouded in night, the flowers and plants have long since withered, the old trees are getting older, and there is no one walking around.

Yingtai, who used to be regarded as a fairyland by people inside and outside the palace, has died tonight, just like his master!

Guangxu's body was placed in the main hall of the Hanyuan Palace, and more than ten plain candles were lit around him, and the two little eunuchs who served him saw Yuan and Lu coming, so they knelt down and kowtowed, but they still looked at Yuan Shikai with their residual vision, which was the emperor's mouth of "must punish rats".

Lu Chuanlin walked to Guangxu's side, only to see that he was covered with a dark cloth, his face was gray and thin, his eyes were closed, and his eyebrows were frowned. One look at this appearance tells you that he died in great pain. Thinking of Emperor Daxing's cowardly and tragic life, Lu Chuanlin couldn't help but have another pair of old tears.

Lu Chuanlin found out that since he came in until now, there were only these two little eunuchs kneeling on the side in the entire Hanyuan Palace, and there was no other palace maid and eunuch, nor a single official of the internal affairs government who took care of the aftermath. What made them especially uncomfortable was that the queen, Concubine Jin, and his own brothers Zaixun, Zaitao and others were not by their side.

Thinking about it, I was relieved, most of these princes and nobles are now locked up in the prison of the Zongren Mansion, and they are under the custody of the soldiers of the Liberation Army, and they may be sent to Nanjing at any time to sacrifice the enemy in front of the palace.

What kind of generation of the Son of Heaven is this, he has a thirty-year name, but he has not left a little flesh and blood, and after his death, he will not even have a relative to keep the spirit, called the emperor, in fact, he is not as good as a grass people, but such an emperor is still the king of the Qing Dynasty in the end.

Hard-working emperor, you really shouldn't be reincarnated in the emperor's family!

When Lu Chuanlin was sighing for Guangxu in the depths of his heart, suddenly, a sad cry came from his side.

"Your Majesty, the minister sees that you are here!"

With the cry, Lu Chuanlin saw Yuan Shikai, who was originally standing next to him, but he stumbled to the ground, lying down towards Guangxu's body, and shouted loudly.

"Your Majesty, you shouldn't leave! Minister and Nanjing have pleased, no matter what, I will keep you! The Emperor ......"

Yuan Shikai shouted while kowtowing vigorously on the floor tiles.

Seeing Yuan Shikai's crying like this, Lu Chuanlin was shocked in his heart, and it was Yuan Shikai who was crying beside Guangxu's body, not anyone else.

In this world, it is said that Yuan Shikai betrayed the emperor back then, and it is said that Yuan Shikai wished that the emperor would die early, and Yuan Shikai was still a thief, he was loyal to Nanjing, killed the Manchus in the Beiyang Army, and then led the troops to commit Beijing, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first sinner in the Qing Dynasty.

But now, why did he come to the mourning hall alone to say such a farewell to the emperor? And crying so sadly?

Lu Chuanlin thought in his heart, but he couldn't figure it out, in his opinion, he was afraid that the emperor was dead, and the happiest person was Yuan Shikai in addition to the one in Nanjing, but now that he was crying like this, he was not afraid that the one in Nanjing would have any thoughts about him after listening to it?

This day has changed, and people's hearts have also changed, but Yuan Shikai ...... This huge question mysteriously remained in the mind of Lu Chuanlin, an old minister, but no one asked. walked over and held Yuan Shikai's shoulder, and then said with sadness.

"Comfort Court, get up!"

"Sir!"

When Yuan Shikai was helped up, he didn't forget to give Lu Chuanlin a salute.

"There's some other adult there, just a prisoner!"

"Boss, I've heard that Nanjing has allowed you to handle the future generations for Emperor Daxing, and I think there are still many things waiting to be done here!"

Yuan Shikai, who didn't think twice, continued.

"Although Emperor Daxing had a misunderstanding with Shikai, he ...... The matter has passed, the past kindness of the Emperor Daxing, Shikai must be returned, although the Qing Dynasty is gone, but the future affairs of the Emperor Daxing, must be done well, how much silver did Nanjing give! ”

"Five thousand dollars!"

Lu Chuanlin smiled bitterly, he originally thought that he was going to be a prisoner, but he was authorized by Nanjing to deal with the funeral of Emperor Daxing, and even generously allocated 5,000 yuan.

"Five thousand dollars, it's definitely not enough, huh...... I'll send someone to get 500,000 yuan, if it's not enough, just ask the boss to send someone to say something! ”

Yuan Shikai's words made Lu Chuanlin look at him in shock, he wanted to do things for Emperor Daxing, wouldn't he be afraid of Nanjing's ......, "Boss, just do it, Nanjing...... I'll explain it over there in Nanjing! ”

Saying that, he whispered a sentence or two, and finally, Yuan Shikai bowed deeply to Lu Chuanlin, and then confessed earnestly.

"Shikai is afraid that he can't see off Emperor Daxing, a telegram came from Nanjing, and Shikai went to Beijing to take up his post in three days, no, the warship sent to pick me up has come out."

While they were talking, in the Hanyuan Palace, a little eunuch kneeling in front of the spirit was listening to their words with his head down, silently remembering the content of their conversation in his heart, although the last sentence of Yuan Shikai's whispering beside Lu Chuanlin did not listen, but he still heard some content.

After the two of them left the Hanyuan Palace, the little eunuch also left the Hanyuan Hall somewhere outside the hall, first using a pencil to write down the memories of the conversations they heard on a piece of paper, and then handing the note to an officer.

The officer who took the note glanced at the note in his hand, the corners of his lips only grinned, and then he took the note and walked towards Han Yuan's door.

Yuan Shikai, who walked out of the Forbidden City, looked like he was lost and depressed, but in this lost soul, his eyes flashed a little light, he knew that what he said and what he said would appear in the Nanjing ruling axe in less than tomorrow morning, but ...... This was exactly what he needed.

Thinking of this, Yuan Shikai was secretly happy in his heart, looking at the Manchu nobles and ministers who were detained, he felt a little happy.

"It's still started!"

The dark and dreary prison of the Ministry of Punishment, in the night full of dense clouds, is like a hideous and huge beast, crouching in the dark, ready to pounce and hurt people at any time. As soon as he stepped into the gloomy prison of the Criminal Department, he was accustomed to sniffing the smell of urine, feces, and sweat here, but Zhao Dian's face squeezed out a strange smile that was not smiling, and then went directly to the torture room, followed by two agents from the Second Detective Section in civilian clothes who followed him carrying a large wooden box.

As soon as the box was opened, layers of wooden boxes rose in the box, and there were all kinds of tools in the wooden box, and Zhao Dian just fiddled with those tools, and then he took out a gramophone from another wooden box, and then took out a record, wiped the record with a flannel cloth, and put it on the record player...... In this torture room where the torture equipment was removed, Western music suddenly sounded, and after straightening up, Zhao Dian lit a cigarette, slowly spit out a puff of smoke rings, closed his eyes and began to listen to this beautiful music. There was a look of enjoyment on his face.

Just as he was enjoying this beautiful music, Zhao Dian, who was closed, heard footsteps, and the strangeness in this footsteps made a cold sneer that was almost invisible appear on his face.

"I, I'm just a poor Jingguan who wants to bite people, I ...... I'm long out of money......"

As soon as he was brought in, the tortured person opened his mouth and shouted that he was no stranger to this prison of the Ministry of Punishment, and when he saw that the torture instruments here had been removed, he naturally had no scruples.

This will, in his eyes, these people are also dark. Not only did he copy his home, but now he even wants to copy out the last bit of his family.

"I know!"

Zhao Dian just smiled and nodded, and then began to prepare for the next work.

In the past six months, Zhao Dian has long been accustomed to his current work and life. If there is a time when he does not hear the howl of the torturer, he feels empty. Only constant torture can make him feel his presence and power.

As a doctor, he was supposed to save lives and help the wounded, which is also the reason why he went to study Western medicine, but there are such people in this world, no, there is such a bloodthirsty creature, they treat human blood as nourishment, and they enjoy those extremely skillful execution methods.

And Zhao Diancha is such a person, six months and fifteen days ago, when he first came into contact with this industry, he was surprised to find that he was obsessed with this work that outsiders could not bear, and even excited and cheered for it, and sometimes, he even felt that maybe he was born to do this kind of thing.

Even, if he doesn't work for a few days, he needs to forcibly restrain the emptiness and loneliness in his heart, yes, he enjoys this kind of work, and is using his medical knowledge to try to turn this kind of work into a profession.

"I just want you to know a little bit, I'm only interested in you."

When he lowered his clothes to change clothes, the other two were already buttoned to the chair, and Zhao Dian had a smile on his face, a bitter smile, this kind of smile would not make people feel the slightest warmth, but would only feel full of coldness.

"I've been ordered to bring back the fat and ointment you've looted!"

After changing his clothes, Zhao Dian said while taking the tools from the toolbox, now he is just practicing with these people, as for those dignitaries, he has to wait, just when he came, he had already seen those individuals in order to save their lives, began to take the initiative to cooperate, and got back those antiques and other things that were transported to the embassy area and foreign banks, as for their deposits in foreign banks, step by step, they couldn't fly away for the time being.

As for "petty officials" like Leerbi, they are not qualified to go to court, so they are naturally the first targets to do it.

"Big ...... My lord, you, you have always misunderstood, I ...... I'm just a small Beijing official, so ...... There will be silver there."

"Okay, now I have a question for you, and the question is very simple, where are your passbooks and certificates of deposit in foreign banks or banks!"

Zhao Dian turned his head and looked at the colleague next to him.

"Hmmm! HSBC 7865 taels! Dade Tong 5135 two! Is that right? ”

As soon as this number was spoken, the cold sweat of the tortured person suddenly broke out, although the previous person had also mentioned this number when he interrogated him, but ...... But that person is polite, that ...... There's a guy there, what will he do next?

"Big ...... My lord...... I ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Dian looked him straight into the eyes.

"Are you ready?"

Then he said something as if talking to himself.

"Nope! No one is not ready! ”

With only a slight exertion of the tool in his hand, the tortured man let out a scream...... The vicee pulled out a fingernail, the nail was still connected to the flesh and blood, screaming and trembling in pain, Leer Bi was tied because his limbs were tied, but he shook his head behind his back, and the screams in his throat only made people feel chilling, but Zhao Dian looked like he was enjoying beautiful music, and the music of the record player, he actually started to beat, and then he took out a dropper from the tool box, sucked some sulfuric acid, pulled open the clothes of the tortured person, and then dripped sulfuric acid on his chest, and another miserable scream came out of the torture room.

And Zhao Dian, who was enjoying the whole process, looked like he was still unsatisfied, he didn't ask any more questions, and just continued his ...... there Game!

Or study, of course, it can also be said to be an internship!

But the tortured man had already fainted, and the person next to him immediately poured a bucket of cold water on his head. The sound of splashing water in his ears made Zhao Dian laugh helplessly, this person couldn't stand the punishment anymore, and the person who fainted after being poured a bucket gradually woke up, looked at the figure in front of him in horror, and panted roughly...... Seeing that he woke up, Zhao Dian asked coldly.

"Are you going to tell me?"

I said...... I said, I'm going to write to someone to bring the passbook ......."

"Hey!"

After getting the answer he needed from the thirtieth prisoner, Zhao Dian, who walked out of the torture room, sighed helplessly, none of these people could let him fully develop his professional strengths, and the original joy in his heart would also be diluted a little by that kind of ease, although the smell in the prison of the criminal department was pungent.

But Zhao Dian has a special affection for this smell: because in his opinion, people who do this business have an indissoluble bond with this smell. To do this, we must not only be bold and ruthless, alert and vicious, but also be able to grasp the psychological, physiological, family life, and emotional weaknesses of the other party, flexibly use all kinds of means that can achieve the goal, and adopt lightning fast methods to disintegrate the will of the other party.

He is smarter than his peers, and this is the secret of his smooth sailing. The smell of the prison will bring him endless inspiration, and after walking out of the prison door, he stares at the darkness again, but his heart is at a loss.

He knew why these people were allowed to spit out the silver, those silver and antiques were all the people's fat and people's ointment of the Han people, and the order from Nanjing was very clear: "They must not be allowed to take the looted people's fat and people's ointment, and continue to be powerful after the recovery!" And his task is to make them spit out the money they have deposited in the bank and the bank.

Spit out a puff of smoke and looked at the black hole like a devouring monster in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, Zhao Dian knew that thousands of Manchu nobles and hardcore Han annihilators were imprisoned in this capital, and it was really tiring to let them spit out those silvers, and it might take a year, or even two years, or more.

"Maybe I should take in a few apprentices and carry this craft forward!"

Thinking about it, Zhao Dian began to wonder in his heart whether he should hold a training class or something to reduce his work pressure.

"Will Nanjing approve it?"

Zhang Jing, who was sitting at the table, lit another cigarette and casually took out a document from the official document, which was an important meeting record, and this was a summary of the record of the C report. He put the document in the pile of papers that had already been processed, but temporarily changed his mind and looked through it.

Recently, revolutionaries have frequently met with people from all walks of life in an attempt to incite popular uprisings, and special investigation and defense offices have been set up in Guangdong, Shanghai, Fujian, and Beijing-Tianjin. The General Staff of the Liberation Army has agreed to cooperate in the formation of a strict arrest when the time is ripe...... Infiltrate the revolutionary party and use internal clues to try to get close to ......"

When Zhang Jing looked at the documents, the confidential secretary pushed open the door and sent in a stack of important official documents waiting for approval, not daring to alarm the contemplative boss, put the documents on the desk, and quietly walked out.

"Do you want information?"

Zhang Jing didn't raise his head, and asked calmly.

"A secret message has just been sent from the capital."

The subordinate hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said.

"Yuan Shikai should be the same as the recently arrived in Nanjing to perform his duties, and ......"

"What?"

Listening to his report, some doubts suddenly flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes, what Yuan Shikai wanted to do, but he immediately calmed down and said simply.

"Stay tuned."

After issuing this order, Zhang Jing casually picked up a newly sent official document, which was a summary report of the intelligence competition, and asked him to approve and forward it.

"May and June are hereby ended, and the information from these two months is ...... reviewed."

Batching here, Zhang Jing hesitated slightly, and then vented his dissatisfaction on the paper in bold words:

"During the period of recovery, our responsibilities are particularly difficult, and I hope that I will strictly supervise my subordinates, work hard, work hard, and make progress in the future!"

After writing it, he reread it.

"Quality and quantity, both are mediocre, and there is no progress!"

With his dissatisfaction with his deployment in this sentence, the Second Detective Division did not meet the requirements of the boss, and the boss wanted the Second Detective Division to become his eyes, a sharp sword, but now? The Second Detective Department still has a lot to offer!

This is the most nerve-wracking thing for him, every time he thinks of the occasional dissatisfaction of his boss, he wants to curse people, and wants to confine a few guys who don't do their jobs. He reached out and rang the bell on the table, so that in a few minutes, his intention could be carried out.

But he suddenly retracted the hand that had touched the bell, threw the document he had just given aside, and went to take out the second official document.

This time, he held a "fastest secret letter" in his hand, cut open the envelope, and as the letterhead unfolded, his face quickly became gloomy.

"These damn bunches!"

(To be continued)