Lighting a lantern is a very cruel penal punishment, which is to strip a person's clothes, wrap them in linen, soak them in an oil tank, and then hang them upside down on a wooden pole, and light them from their feet with fire, and finally burn them alive. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Xing didn't want to become a roasted person, he hurriedly touched the weapon hidden in his clothes, but those attendants reacted faster, and his arm was instantly twisted by two strong men, and he couldn't move at all, and in a hurry, he shouted loudly,

"You can't kill me, I work in the British Consulate, and the British Minister Wen Han is my boss!"

He knew that in the current era, whether it was the Qing government or the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, they were very jealous of foreigners, especially the United Kingdom, which was still known as the empire on which the sun never set.

Chen Chengying showed a cold look on his face, and shouted,

"The little trick still wants to deceive Ben Hou, tell the other accomplices in the city, and I will let you die a happy death!"

Yang Xing didn't expect that he had just entered the city, and the mission didn't even have a door, so he fell into such a dangerous situation, at this time, his hands and feet had been tied with hemp rope and thrown to the ground like a mummy.

The soldier next to him had a cruel smile on his face, and he was tying the other end of the rope to the horse, ready to drag the boy around two streets to see if his mouth would be as powerful as it had just been.

Yang Xing swallowed and spit, and couldn't think of a better way at the moment, he could only shout loudly again,

"I didn't lie to you, I know English, hello, Hoayu!"

"Look at how authentic I am, would ordinary people be as good as I say!"

Chen Chengying frowned, he had also been in contact with foreigners, and he had heard those strange languages, this kid seemed to speak...... It's pretty standard, without the strange emphasis of local translation.

If it was really a British minister, even if it was a secret agent, he would not be able to touch the other party, and now that Tianjing City was besieged by the Qing court, if it weren't for those foreigners who sold food and arms in their private names, they would have been unable to hold on a long time.

Chen Chengying's blade-like gaze scraped twice on Yang Xing's body, and asked in a deep voice,

"Are you really the British minister's man?"

Yang Xing saw that there was hope, so he nodded desperately.

"Then let's talk about a few more words in English." Chen Chengying stared coldly at the young man lying on the ground.

Yang Xing's English is not good, he hasn't even read an English textbook since he was in his third year, and now he has forgotten the content of middle school, and the situation at this time is really dangerous, he hasn't even remembered it for a while.

Chen Chengying's face sank, and he said with murderous aura in his tone,

"Why, you want to lie to me! Someone ...... coming."

"Wait, I will, I will......

Yang Xing pondered and meditated, racked his brains, and finally came up with two sentences.

“I…… am…… your…… father，you…… are…… pig!”

"Hahahaha!"

Chen Chengying looked up to the sky and laughed, and the cronies and followers around him were unknown, but they all laughed heartily.

Yang Xing was happy in his heart, there were not many people who could read and write in this era, and the Taiping Army would smash the Confucian Temple everywhere he went, so his reputation among today's scholars was not good, so there were no educated people in the Taiping Army.

Although his English is at the level of a primary school student, it is enough for these uneducated old men, so he laughed proudly with Hehe, it seems that he can't die today!

At this moment, the middle-aged man's laughter suddenly stopped, waved his hand at the entourage behind him, and said,

"Pastor Luo, please!"

"Yes, Master Hou."

The attendant looked straight, answered, and hurried to a steeped church not far away.

Yang Xing's heart immediately chuckled, but soon relaxed again, the information showed that at this point in time, there were no foreign missionaries in Tianjing City, and the other party's Pastor Luo should be a local appointed person to preside over the service, and he knew a little bit of English.

Everyone is at the level of primary school students, and whoever wins or loses will have the stronger momentum!

As soon as the other party came over, Yang Xing was ready to say "What's_your_name" first, strike first, and kill the other party's prestige.

More than ten minutes later, a rush of footsteps sounded in the distance, and two people gradually appeared in Yang Xing's sight, one of them was the entourage who had just left, and next to him was a foreigner with a high nose and deep eye sockets.

Isn't there no foreign priest in Tianjing City now, has history changed?

Yang Xing's heart was beating wildly, forcing himself to look less flustered.

"Boy, it's still too late to confess, if you say your accomplices, maybe I'll take your dog's life."

Chen Chengying was able to climb to this position, he was definitely not an ordinary person, and he could see the change in Yang Xing's expression at a glance.

"What kind of guilt, I was so pure English just now, if I didn't often deal with foreigners, how could I say it, I am from the British Consulate!"

Yang Xing can only hold on to the end now, he can see that Chen Chengying is afraid of the identity he made up just now, and now he can delay it for a while.

"Hmph."

Chen Chengying snorted coldly, he was skeptical of Yang Xing's words, in this era, even the officials in the Qing government who dealt with foreigners did not speak many foreign languages, and they were also very valuable talents, and they would never be sent here to be meticulous.

If the other party is a businessman who often runs business, but he will not be so white, and the shrewd temperament of a businessman can be seen at a glance, but this kid exudes a kind of pride of a scholar, so he hesitated again and again and did not immediately execute Yang Xing.

Chen Chengying turned around, bowed to the foreign pastor who came from the opposite side, and said very politely,

"Pastor Luo, this person claims to work in the British Consulate, please test his English proficiency so that I can determine whether what he said is true or false?"

Yang Xing's heart moved slightly, Zuo Tianhou was still ranked in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, but he was so respectful to the foreign priest in front of him, who was the other party?

Wait a minute!

Just now he called the other party Pastor Luo, could it be that this foreigner is Luo Xiaoquan?

If the other party is this person, then Chen Chengying's attitude can be explained, because Hong Xiuquan studied in Luo Xiaoquan's church for a period of time in his early years, and almost got baptized, and this foreigner can now be called an "emperor" level figure.

But in real history, Luo Xiaoquan only arrived in Tianjing in September 1860, it should be 4 years later, according to historical records, although he ran over once, but met the Qing army halfway, and did not succeed in entering Tianjing City.

But why is he here now, has history changed?

Yang Xing now finds that the degree of distortion of history here is not small, and if he can get through the current difficulties, he will have to report back to the General Administration as soon as possible.

Luo Xiaoquan looked the young man in front of him up and down with his blue eyes, and then asked in a strange tone,

"You work at the consulate in Shanghai?"

"Yes." Yang Xing nodded weakly.

Luo Xiaoquan frowned slightly and said,

"Then I will follow Chen Houye's request to test your English, you only need to translate the English I speak into Chinese, do you have any problems?"

Yang Xing gritted his teeth and replied stubbornly,

"No problem!"

Luo Xiaoquan nodded and said in English,

"God makes the sun rise and enlightens the wicked, and also the good; If you love only those who love you, what reward do you have?"

After he finished speaking, he spoke that strange Chinese and asked gently,

"Do you hear me clearly, why don't I repeat it again?"

"No!" Yang Xing shook his head...... I don't understand it anyway!