Chapter 177: Jinghua Fengyun
"The front door building is nine zhang nine, four gates, three bridges and five archways"; "The front door building is nine zhang nine, nine alleys and nine willows"; "The front door building is nine zhang nine, and the king's mouth flower cannon is sounding above." These old Beijing folk songs have multiple meanings: one is to symbolize the height of Zhengyangmen, the second is to show the greatness of Zhengyangmen, and the third is to reflect the profound cultural connotation of Zhengyangmen.
Beijing Zhengyang Gate, commonly known as Daqianmen, at this moment the sky is bright, and the open city gate has been pushed in and out of the wheelbarrow from time to time. However, for the old gatekeeper guarding the door, although the capital is still the capital, the current prosperity of Zhengyangmen is not as good as that of the Qing Dynasty.
Not too far from Zhengyangmen, there are already steamed bun shops on the street that have begun to buy steaming steamed buns. But the largest teahouse on this street, Yutai Teahouse, has not yet opened, "the golden rooster does not sing the water boils first, and the rising sun overflows the fragrance of tea", the couplet on the door rests there quietly, motionless.
Wang Lifa, the owner of Yutai Teahouse, got up early and was courteously leading the two guests from the south to the backyard. This Wang Lifa is also a capable person, and he will take over this teahouse from his Lao Tzu since he fought the reform and reform. After the invasion of the Eight-Nation Alliance, the Qing Dynasty is over, and this teahouse can still stand. You must know that the biggest guest of the teahouse in Beijing is none other than the Eight Banners who were born as military masters, receive food twice a year, and do not farm the land badly. Now that the court is gone, these Eight Banners men are not as good as the dogs on the street!
Times are changing, Wang Lifa is naturally changing, no, the backyard let him spend money to hire someone to pick it up, and changed it into eight upper rooms, ready to rent them to college students who come to Beijing to study. Unexpectedly, as soon as the sign for rent was hung out, a master came, full of Beijing films, and he didn't even pay the price, and took down the entire backyard. And in one go, I gave three years of rent plus a one-year deposit, and I don't want the shopkeeper to send someone to pick up or anything on weekdays. A few days ago, more than a dozen people moved in at once, and the whole yard was re-fiddled with by them. Wang Lifa thought that he had made a fortune, so he stopped meddling with things, and set up a door at the entrance of the backyard, and then told the work on the cabinet that the backyard would not be allowed to enter in the future.
The two people who came from the south were resolute, and they didn't pay attention to the enthusiasm of Wang Lifa's shopkeeper at all, and he didn't answer whatever you said, making Wang Lifa so boring. He sent the man to the place and was about to leave, but the man who walked behind threw a big ocean to the king's treasurer, and then walked in without looking back.
Wang Lifa pinched, full of color, the shot was really generous, and he muttered a strange man in his mouth and was busy with his own business, the hour was not early, and he had to call the guys to get off the board.
The two people who brought in Wang Lifa were none other than Wang Yaqiao, the head of the Beijing station just appointed by the Party Affairs Investigation Department of the National Socialist Party, and his deputy Xu Xiyong. Among them, Xu Xiyong was pulled in by Wang Yaqiao on the way to the north, and the two were close friends, who rebelled together during the Xinhai Revolution and had a lifelong friendship.
The former stationmaster of the Beijing station of the Investigation Department had been sent by Minister Zhou to deal with the Japanese in the most dangerous northeast because of the ineffective work. So the members of the station were very nervous waiting for the arrival of the new boss, Wang Yaqiao glanced at the people present, and without saying anything, he announced the dissolution of the meeting.
Subsequently, Wang Yaqiao left behind three key members: Zheng Jun, Wang Wei and Fang Ronghai, who were respectively the heads of intelligence, operations and communications at the Beijing station, and were also cadres who came from Anjiang with the former station chief, and were relatively loyal and reliable.
"This is Xu Xiyong, my deputy, and he will be the director of the General Affairs Department of Beijing Station in the future. There is no need to adjust your positions, and all the people who attended the meeting just now will be sent to Anjiang to study in three days, which is one and a half years. The manpower of the Beijing station will be re-recruited, and the Anjiang side will also send some capable people to come over, I only have one request, all the people are one-line contact. You don't want to be a dry meal for the Jingshi Law Enforcement Office under Lu Jianzhang, okay, there's nothing else to do, and the meeting is dismissed. β
The three middle-level cadres of the Beijing station, you look at me, I look at you, Zuihou still got up and left according to the order.
Xu Xiyong saw the three of them walk out, so he asked in a low voice: "Brother Jiuguang, you are a newcomer, you should still be polite." β
Wang Yaqiao shook his head and said: "I was very polite just now, this Beijing station is not suitable for spy work at all, and their level is only at the level of intelligence gathering, I have already asked people to come to Anhui to find a few of my old friends to help." Brother Xi Yong, our life ideals may have to start from here, and we must use our hands to defend our leaders and change the destiny of China! β
Looking at Wang Yaqiao, who was extremely excited, Xu Xiyong, who didn't know anything about the content of the task, suddenly thought that maybe only such a person could do something seriously.
Beijing Jurentang, located on the west bank of Zhonghai in Xiyuan, is a two-storey Western-style building, which is the largest building in Zhongnanhai. It is a building in which the entire building and the auxiliary decoration of the exterior have a clear stylistic difference from the surrounding architectural complex. Perhaps it is precisely because of its outstanding appearance and the grace of Europeanization in the interior that it is one of the most luxurious and beautiful buildings in Zhongnanhai. However, what originally stood here was a group of original traditional Chinese style palace complexes, which was the Yiluan Hall where the Empress Dowager Cixi resided after the "removal of the curtain and returned to the government". This group of buildings is centered on the Yiluan Hall of the two-volume hall type, three entrances before and after, sitting in the north and facing south, and there is a glazed shadow wall in front of the main hall.
The hall is the main hall and is the largest, with a total of 5 rooms. In 1894, more than 100 days after the Wuxu Rebellion, Cixi launched a coup d'Γ©tat, which summoned the Guangxu Emperor here and reprimanded him, and then placed him under house arrest in Yingtai. The east second room, which is adjacent to this room, is the dormitory of Cixi. According to historical records: the five main halls are nearly 7 zhang wide and more than 6 zhang deep, which is larger than the area of the Baohe Hall in the Forbidden City.
However, when the Boxer Rebellion arose, Cixi used her blind xenophobia to lure the movement into the orbit of replacing the Guangxu Emperor with her crown prince and putting pressure on the powers that opposed the abolition of the emperor. In the name of protecting the embassy and missionary, the great powers formed an Eight-Nation Coalition to invade China, and Cixi fled to Xi'an with Guangxu, causing the Chinese nation to suffer and be humiliated again.
After the Eight-Nation Coalition entered Beijing, it used Zhongnanhai as a garrison camp. The commander of the allied forces, Wadsey, set up his headquarters in the Yiluan Hall occupied by the Japanese army, and Wadsey lived in the Yiluan Hall from October 17, 1900 to April 17, 1901. On the night of April 17, 1901, a fire broke out in the German kitchen in the courtyard of the Yiluan Palace, and the main hall and side halls were burned down. The palace, which cost millions of taels of silver, was destroyed in one fell swoop.
After Cixi returned to Beijing, she accepted the suggestion of foreign envoys to build a new Western-style building on the site of the Yiluan Palace, which was used to receive and entertain foreign female guests to show reconciliation with the foreign powers. As a result, the ruins were rebuilt, costing more than 500,000 taels of silver to build a building of the same scale as the original Yiluan Palace.
The western-style building is divided into two buildings, the south and the north, and the middle is connected by a corridor on the upper and lower floors. The top of the western-style building and the outside of the window frame are decorated with European carvings. The window lattices, either inlaid with stained glass or decorated with Western-style flowers. The original wall of the Yiluan Hall has become the courtyard wall of the Western-style building at the moment, but the doors on the south, east and north sides behind the imitation Russian Pavilion have been changed to Western-style flower gates. It was completed in October of the thirtieth year of Guangxu (1904), and Cixi named it "Haiyan Hall".
However, Haiyantang did not bring prosperity to the declining late Qing Dynasty, and the Qing Dynasty died in the sound of gunfire in Xinhai. Yuan Shikai, the first president of the Republic of China, took Haiyan Hall as his office and guest meeting place after taking power, and changed his name to Juren Hall.
At this moment, President Yuan Shikai, who was heartbroken for state affairs, was summoning his staff in Jurentang.
In fact, the core content of the so-called politics is the word power, and there are only two components of power, one is personnel and the other is finance.
Lao Yuan's classmates are now worried about these two things, don't look at the history textbooks of later generations, in film and television works, Lao Yuan has been scandalized as a heinous demon king, and even countless children of the rivers and lakes are eager to kill this thief.
But in real history, Yuan Shikai is a very helpless person, for the aggressiveness, extortion and extortion of the great powers, especially the Japanese, the old Yuan can only be resigned to meet and compromise; Regarding the many evil deeds of the old Beiyang department, which is becoming more and more domineering, Lao Yuan can only pretend to be stupid and pretend not to know.
But here today, Yuan Shikai can't continue to pretend to be stupid, because a very real problem is in front of him, and China's military orders and government orders must be unified. Otherwise, he can still live like Li Zhongtang when he is alive, and he will not be able to live with future generations when he dies.
"It's all a bunch of white-eyed wolves, bastards" Thinking of this, Yuan Shikai was angry, these bastards of their own house were not as worry-free as Cai Ye and Wang Zhenyu, these two were honestly ordered to Beijing, but Feng Guozhang was lying in Nanjing and refused to move. It seems that the way of the boss and Yang Du is the right way!
"Where are Cai Ye and Wang Zhenyu now?" Yuan Shikai asked softly towards Xu Shichang, Xiong Xiling and the others.
Lu Jianzhang, the head of the law enforcement team, hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Back to the president, according to reliable information, these two met together in Wuhan, and then went to Baoding together to visit the army officer school. β
Lao Yuan nodded, copied a briefing note casually, glanced at it, and scolded angrily: "What kind of fame is Zhang Zhenfang doing, the people of Henan have become corrupted, who is that, let Duan Qirui go to Henan, if he can't do it again, he Zhang Zhenfang, the Henan overseer, will come to an end......"
The flames of the famous Bailang Uprising in history are burning in the Central Plains!