In the night, outside the small courtyard of the flag people somewhere in Shanhaiguan, two black shadows curled up in a dark corner with their sleeves, staring nervously at the alleys on both sides.

Inside the courtyard, it was dark and oppressive, and there was no light to be seen.

However, in a room in the East Wing, a group of people were whispering around the oil lamp.

The windows were covered with sheets, and no light could penetrate at all.

These people are all officers of the Eight Banners stationed in Shanhaiguan, including assistant leaders, assistant leaders, and low-level leaders and vests.

There is also a foreigner who works as a bookkeeper in the first office.

If it weren't for the fact that these people are all old smokers, they would have adapted to the choking smell of smoke, not to mention that they couldn't open their eyes, and they couldn't stay for a moment.

After the crowd whispered, someone spoke.

"That's the situation, let's talk about it, okay?"

Speaking was Amida, the convener of the meeting and the moderator of the meeting.

After knocking the soot from the cigarette gun on the ground, Gwadar, the leader of the Third Jiagong Office, raised his head and said, "So, that emperor in Beijing is really not our Manchurian?"

Zheng Wupin Defense Sedeli, who was sitting next to Gwadar, snorted: "The governors of several provinces have been electrified, and this matter is still not fake!"

"Let me tell you this, the fact that Qianlong is a Han Chen Jialuo is now known to the whole world."

Amida summarized the matter and also made a qualification.

He himself believed this fact as soon as he received the report from the Yamen, the governor of Zhili.

After listening to the summary of the counselor, everyone was silent, and then the leader Hushta spat out a cigarette and said, "Then what is your lord going to do?"

Turba, who was on the side, then said, "We will do what the adults say."

Wailang is the clerk of the first office, and those who can write full text are called wailang, and those who can write Chinese characters are called shuban.

After listening to Turba's words, Defense Sedeli, as a cronie of Ah Shenling, must also make a statement, and suddenly slapped the table: "Fuck, we are authentic Lao Man, so we can't work for a Han man!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

When everyone heard this, they all agreed.

The fact that they were able to be convened by the Senator Amida is already a sign of their very nature.

Mu Shu, the co-leader of the official position present second only to Amida, also said: "In the current situation, can we still fight against tens of thousands of rebels in Shanhaiguan? To put it mildly, if we really want to do nothing, then the green battalion of Zhili will come over to deal with us."

Amida struck while the iron was hot: "Then I'll talk about it, I, Amida, support Prince Rui as the Son of Heaven, because Prince Rui is not thin on our Shanhaiguan."

Everyone nodded, and Shanhaiguan's biggest source of income now was the official smuggling program that was quietly executed.

The largest partner of this project is Zhili.

Zhili is now the first province in the country to send a telegram to support Prince Rui and oppose Qianlong, so if they continue to support Qianlong, not to mention the previous cooperation, they will also face the blow of the Zhili army, which is an unbearable burden for Shanhaiguan.

for they are a thousand men in all.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Amida glanced at the group.

Everyone said that it should have been like this a long time ago, not mentioning any righteousness or righteousness, even the benefits are worth going to the end with Prince Rui.

"Zhili, Shandong, Henan, Shanxi, and Shaanxi all telegraphed against Qianlong, and Jingshi's palm-sized territory, how many days can he Qianlong be like a dead duck?"

Although Wailang Turba is only a secretary of the First Office, his knowledge is undoubtedly much stronger than that of the superior leaders present.

"Even if we don't have electricity to support Prince Rui, once Jingli knows about us secretly letting the Han people out of the customs, can they spare us? Rather than liquidate us in the future, it is better to change course and follow Prince Rui closely! Whoever doesn't agree, we'll kill him!"

Amida's words are already a signal for action.

Slaughter whom?

Of course, it was to kill the deputy capital Queen.

Who made this old boy stand firm enough, swaying from side to side, and even planned to send the dog cub who claimed to be the emperor's secret envoy to Shengjing.

Sedeli nodded, "If your lord decides, we have no opinion. If you really want to do it early, lest you have too many dreams at night."

Although Quinn is the deputy commander, he can't convince the public on weekdays, and there are only more than 100 people under his hands who really move, so as long as they do it, there will be many people who respond, and it is only a matter of killing Quinn in one sentence.

At this time, Zoling Gwadar asked a question, that is, what kind of person this Prince Rui was like.

"I haven't seen Prince Rui before, but I've heard that Prince Rui looks like a real dragon emperor, so people can't help but kneel down and kowtow to him when they see it."

Sedeli has two mouthfuls of "Barta", the source of this statement is its leader Amida.

"Not bad!"

The only one present who had seen Prince Rui said that what Sedeli said was true, that Prince Heshuo Rui did have the emperor's style, and he treated people with 10,000 kindness, so that people could not worship him.

Follow Prince Rui, be prosperous and rich, that is the duck in the pot, you can't fly if you want to.

"If it's really the true dragon emperor, then we will keep him as the emperor, and we will be good heroes from the dragon in the future, and if we earn well, maybe we can get a few futures."

As a foreigner, Turka must be self-motivated.

His family has no background, and if he follows the steps, he will be content with a little foreigner who has mixed five or six grades of defense and urging in his life.

But if something big happens, and you happen to be in the middle of it, you may not have a chance to soar into the sky. It is said that wealth is sought in danger, and this wealth is at your fingertips, and it would be a pity not to do it.

Everyone thought the same thing, and immediately reached an agreement.

Amida glanced at the owner of the house, who nodded and went to the next room to fetch a box.

Amida asked him to open it in public, but everyone's eyes lit up, and the box was full of silver tickets.

"Here are 100,000 taels of silver tickets, which were sent by the governor of Zhili, Lord Yang, who said that as long as everyone is willing to support Prince Rui and ensure that Shanhaiguan is loyal to Prince Rui, then these silver tickets will be divided among everyone, and Prince Rui will ascend the throne as emperor, and each person will give two more futures."

After speaking, he motioned for Julian to give the silver ticket to the others.

The meeting was held by fifteen people, each of whom could divide at least six thousand taels.

The officials of the Eight Banners stationed at Shanhaiguan were given 600 acres of land, 420 acres of co-leader, 360 mu of auxiliary leader, 300 mu of defense, and 240 mu each of Xiao Riding School and Pen Ti type.

According to the minimum pen post type to give 240 acres of land, one mu of seven taels of silver, that is, Prince Rui gave more than 800 acres of land at one time.

What is this concept?

Anyway, Mu Shu, the co-leader, was the first to say: "Damn, in the future, my Mu Shu will be a dog of Prince Rui!"

"!"

Everyone stood up one after another, looking at the silver ticket in their hands, and everyone's faces turned red.

If there is a lot of pride in the chest, you want to break through the first level in the world!