Except for the old Hunan army of the Ming Dynasty anyway, even Peng Yulin can't stand on the side of the boss this time.

When he learned of this, he threw his glass in anger, cried profusely, and then said that he could not afford to be sick.

What's even more outrageous is that even the little Buddha Xingzhen in the Forbidden City angrily reprimanded the ministers behind the curtain and said: "If the monk king is alive, if my prince is here, I dare to make the foreigners so arrogant!" ”

Of course, how sincere Xingzhen's words are, how much false, and how much they shake the pot, then only she knows.

Finally, on the day of April 4 in Dewu, Zhu Fugui, the son of the Great Tomorrow, approved a note and ordered someone to hand it to Xia Zhixin: "Zeng's name is called the national domain, but he is actually a national thief, and the public opinion of the world is also!" ”

At this point, the posthumous name of a generation of "saints" has been decided.

In fact, of course, Zhu Fugui knew that Zeng Guofan had Zeng Guofan's helplessness.

Zeng Guofan did this, didn't he know that the reputation he had earned through hard work would be ruined?

Of course he knew, otherwise he wouldn't have left a desperate letter to his son.

But as a Hanchen, sandwiched between Cixi and Prince Gong, he could only choose to fall to the latter.

Yi Yi grovels to foreigners, but he, like Su Shun, has always been very good to Hanchen.

In the early years, Li Hongzhang and Zuo Zongtang also had a honeymoon period with Yi Li.

Zeng Guofan knew very well that if he wanted to be a saint, it was impossible to make a decision in the Ming Dynasty.

He must preserve the Qing Dynasty, and he must preserve the legitimacy of the Qing Dynasty.

In order to maintain the legitimacy of the Qing Dynasty, there is no doubt that the only way to rely on the mediation of the international community can only be relied upon.

Therefore, he and Yi Yi hit it off, formed a political and military alliance, and also reached a consensus on the handling of Tianjin's teaching plans.

That is, don't hate foreigners, make them happy, use their help, and you must first secure the outside!

……

Zeng Guofan had 10,000 reasons to do this, but Zhu Fugui just wanted to say - I don't listen!

Tu Jiangnan has the courage, the anti-Tartar Qing has no courage, the self-cultivation and sainthood have the courage, and the people of the calf state have no courage.

Such a saint, in Da Ming Xiu's "Pseudo-Qing Historical Manuscript", will definitely nail him to the pillar of shame.

Xia Zhixin also knew the thoughts of the Son of Heaven, and hurriedly bought the field where Yinxu was located in Anyang, Henan Province and sent someone to guard it, and immediately returned to the palace to listen to it.

If it is said that his elder brother Mo Bai is using the guns in his hands to expand the territory for the Long Live Lord, then Xia Zhixin will use the pen in his hand to repair a fair, objective, and absolutely correct history book for the Long Live Lord.

This is the first joy in life!

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"Master Liu, the soldiers who have shaved their heads are coming to search the house again, let's move quickly!"

In a spacious but dilapidated tiled house, several thin men pushed the door in, speaking with a little anxiety.

Liu Jie, the former magistrate of Tianjin, has been arrested by Zeng Guofan's portrait and is wanted by the whole city.

However, everyone still recognized him as a parent official, called him "the county master", and recommended him as "the prime minister of the world to help the Qing and destroy the foreign general", as the spiritual leader of the fist.

Zeng Guo's army wanted him, and the foreigners offered a reward to arrest him, but Fist Zhuang still followed Liu Jie everywhere, and now he has arrived in this dilapidated house.

But this time, when the boxers entered the house, they were dumbfounded.

Because their "Fuqing Annihilation General" was holding a pair of big scissors and gesturing his braids against Spiegel at this time.

"Lord Liu, what are you doing here?"

"Lord Liu, are you also going to join the foreign religion?!"

Some of the boxers were frightened, some were angry, and they all gathered around.

Liu Jie's only two remaining family members hurriedly protected the head of the family, "What are you doing, do you want to rebel?" ”

"Liu Qi, don't talk nonsense...... I'm the one who wants to rebel! ”

Liu Jie stood up, took off the top on his head, threw it heavily on the ground, and then cut off the braid with a click: "I am a dignified Chinese man, how can I believe in that foreign religion?" What do you think of me? ”

Liu Da...... Your Excellency, then you are ......."

The fists were dumbfounded, trembling in shock, just now they were thinking habitually, and when they saw the braids, they thought of those fake foreign devils who joined the church.

However, after all, Tianjin is the gateway to North China and the thoroughfare of all countries, and the people of Tianjin are still better informed than the people in the interior, and now that they have calmed down a little, they immediately thought of another possibility.

To tell the truth, Plum Blossom Fist is not the White Lotus Sect, and they really didn't think about going against him in the Qing Dynasty.

"Lord Liu, that Minglijian is thousands of miles away...... We...... If we do this, we're going to kill our heads! ”

This group of men fought with foreigners, but they didn't touch a few foreign hairs, but they were killed and injured heavily, even so, they still didn't frown.

But now that they heard that they were going to rebel against the Qing Dynasty, they were afraid.

It can only be said that the Manchu Qing Dynasty has been in charge of the Central Plains for two hundred years, and it is not without achievements, at least in cultivating the people.

Liu Jie wrapped his braids carefully, he knew that this was very valuable, and then turned his head and said: "If you die today, you will die, and if you make a big plan, you will die, and if you die, will you die in the country?" ”

These few words are not difficult, and the boxers also understand them.

"Lord Liu, I'll go with you!"

A bold man turned his heart to the crowd: "Master Liu is right, I have a distant relative in Henan as a twister, and then I got on the boat to Daming in a daze, I heard that my mother said that a few days ago he secretly returned to his hometown and took her mother to Minglijian to enjoy happiness!" ”

"That's right, the anti-fucking bird court, they are in league with foreign devils! I heard that the lady called Xingzhen was a mother, and she slept with a foreigner, and she slept with Xianfengye, ahhh ”

"But, Lord Liu, how can we find the Ming people in Tianjin? Now there are soldiers who have shaved their heads, and we are afraid that it will be difficult for us to kill them! ”

"Brothers, we are all rough people, if we die, we will die, Lord Liu is a master, and he is the backbone of the people who read all over the world, we have to desperately escort Lord Liu out of anything!"

“……”

Between everyone's words and my words, Liu Jie suddenly said loudly: "Everyone, your kindness Liu has been understood, but Liu is not going anywhere, just staying in Tianjin City, we have more important tasks!" ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, everyone was surprised again.

Staying in Tianjin, isn't this waiting for death?

The prefect and the admiral have been exiled for three thousand miles, to be honest, Master Liu......

You, the magistrate, are the most likely to be killed!

Who knew that Liu Jie had a calm face, twisted his beard and said: "The world situation is often confused, and state affairs are difficult. As soon as Guiming thought about it, the sky and the earth were wide in an instant. Mr. Liu, please! ”

He clapped his hands, and saw a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance emerge from the corner behind him.

There was a local boxer in Tianjin who immediately recognized it and said: "Isn't this the boss Liu of Qianmen Hutong and Chunliu Rouge Shop?" ”

"Fortunately, fortunately! Exactly under it! ”

The middle-aged man surnamed Liu is still the image of the honest middle-aged man, clasping his fists and saluting a few people, "However, there is another identity below." ”

Speaking of this, Boss Liu's short and slender figure suddenly straightened a little, and his eyes burst out a little sharp.

He tore off the robe he was wearing and revealed a bright red flying fish suit inside.

Syllable!

A small token was slapped on the table, and Boss Liu introduced himself: "I am a hundred households of Daming Jinyiwei, Jinyiwei office, imperial privilege, up to heaven!" Where is Liu Jie, the naturalized Jinyi Guard Auxiliary Police Officer of the Daming Fire Line? ”

"Humble duty!"

Liu Jie hurriedly performed a freshly learned Ming military salute.

"You are limited to a week to sort out the charges of the foreign temples, there is no need for evidence in this matter, but you can hear about it! In addition, make a list of parishioners, this matter needs to be carefully screened, and no one should be wronged! ”

"Yes!"

Liu Jie first agreed, and then looked happy, "Within a week...... Could it be ......"

Realizing that when Wang Shi landed was probably a secret among the secrets, Liu Jie hurriedly stopped.

Who thinks that Boss Liu laughed and said: "The Ming Wang Shi is the sword of the Son of Heaven, there is no need to keep it secret, spread it, and in a week, the Wang Shi will arrive in Tianjin, where he eats pot pulp!" ”