A convoy on the official road is moving rapidly, several carriages are beside some unhappy foreign knights, strangely tight, these days, those bounty hunters who capture the defeat of foreigners on the official road are gone, it is not surprising, there are hundreds of Qing soldiers wearing gray uniforms on the side of the convoy, and the cabinet of the military aircraft in Beijing has come out to negotiate peace with the foreigners, although everyone is a little angry, but they can only endure it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A Qing soldier holding the hilt of the knife glanced at the red-haired British foreign devil behind him, felt a little timid, and hurriedly stepped forward and said to the three who were advancing steadily: "Third brother, I see that these foreign devils have a wrong face, are you thinking of finding an open space to ambush us all?" ”

"What nonsense," the three walked steadily forward, without taking their eyes off it, "how many of us are there, how many of them are there?" A hundred or so people still want to go wild in China? Didn't you see that tens of thousands of armies were defeated? They are here to negotiate peace, not to find ballast, naturally, they may come to find ballast, but ah, not by muskets, probably by mouth, Lao Qi, don't think about it, let's be a good errand, it is difficult to go on a trip, it is not easy, Tianjin came all the way, saw it, this official road is really not a few places to go, the Ministry of Industry will build roads next year to complain! The three gloated, "Don't catch us as coolies when the time comes." ”

"Third brother, although what you said is right, but I am not very down-to-earth here, have you seen it, there is a person who looks the same as us in the carriage of the foreigners, and the foreigners are chattering and talking about birds, but to us, it is Chinese!"

"It's just an interpreter."

"He's wearing a foreigner's costume! If it's a Chinese, I'm going to spit on him,"

"No matter what, when will you wait for the curtain in the military plane to worry about this," the three smiled and joked, raised their heads and saw that the majestic Beijing city wall had come into view, and the grass market outside the Guangqu Gate was crowded, "Look, the Beijing division has arrived, and our errand is also complete!" ”

The speed of the convoy also slowed down, not that the people of the Five Cities Terracotta Division were lazy, but that there were more and more people watching foreigners, in watching the excitement, the Chinese were too enthusiastic, the two sides of the official road were crowded, originally Beijing and Zhongyang people were rare, occasionally seen, the Chinese people just felt like a devil-like rakshasa, unable to escape, the British and French invaded Tianjin, the monk king was defeated again and again, rumors flew, and said that foreigners would eat people's hearts alive, invulnerable, everyone was even more panicked, but foreigners were defeated at Yongtong Bridge, A wave of foreigners were taken prisoner into Beijing, and everyone watched a lot, but they didn't think that foreigners were hateful, but they only felt that these foreigners had different hair and eyes, and some of them still had long hair all over their bodies, but they were some barbarians, and there was less fear in their contempt.

On the carriage at the head, a man with a white gentleman's hat glanced at the majestic city wall, lowered the curtains, smiled at the two foreigners on the carriage who were sinking like water, and said: "Mr. Ministers, the largest city in Asia, perhaps the most prosperous city in the world, welcome to Beijing." ”

"Mr. Gong, this joke is very unfunny," said a middle-aged man with a white beard, brown eyes, and a tuxedo, "Mr. Ferrero and I are not here to listen to jokes!" ”

"Of course," said the Chinese in Western attire who was called Mr. Gong, as if nothing had happened, "but I would like to remind you, Dear Mr. Liszt, that the recent performance of your troops seems to us to be a bit of a joke!" ”

"That's Ergin, an idiot!" Liszt, the new plenipotentiary envoy for the Far East, thundered, Ergin, the idiot who harmed himself, after arriving in Tongzhou, thought of going to find the damned Mongol to be accommodating, don't besiege Ergin anymore, they were all fiercely refused, the Mongol prince didn't see him, he waited for two hours in front of the Chinese camp, ate two hours of ash, and two hours of ridicule and pointing, the invincible royal soldier was actually brought to such a miserable situation by this idiot, Liszt thought of this, and couldn't get angry, "Without the command of this man with the head of a Scottish pig, the invincible soldiers of the British Empire would not have ended up like this!"

"Of course," Mr. Gong drank a glass of whiskey nonchalantly, "but now your situation is very bad, I don't know what the Chinese government thinks, but I am sure of one thing, the treaties you signed in Tianjin before, I am afraid that the Chinese will not fulfill them, and I know the Chinese very well," Mr. Gong's eyes shone with a clear light, and his bohemian look carried a hint of poverty and shabby, mixed with a little unwillingness, "The most favorite sentence of the Chinese is: Judge whether you are a hero by victory and defeat, So from this point of view, Mr. Ferrero, the Emperor Napoleon I of your country, is not a hero either. (To be continued.) )