Just when the atmosphere in the Gaosheng Teahouse was gloomy, and everyone was holding back a huge flame in their hearts, but there was no way to vent it out.

Suddenly, a newsboy rushed out of the alley on the side of the teahouse.

While running on the street outside the teahouse, he shouted in a crisp voice: "Outside, "Northern Times" special number, all the people in the world are united, I am saved by planting flowers." ”

After hearing such a shout, the fourth master was as if he had been hit by a thunderbolt, and he was suddenly covered with a big spirit.

Then, with the breath of dantian, he shouted a sentence:

"Don't that kid come in and give grandpa a special number."

After hearing this, the newsboy ran into the teahouse and handed over a newspaper that still smelled of ink, apparently just printed, and only a fraction of the usual thickness.

A sentence came out of his mouth: "Uncle, there are a total of nine copper plates." ”

What kind of special account is this, it is almost half more expensive than the usual newspaper, but the fourth master who usually cares about it is reaching out for money today with the slightest stumbling.

The only pity is that one is after taking out three copper plates from his pocket.

Not only was he dumbfounded, but he was also embarrassed beyond words.

Fortunately, when Ye Erye and the others saw this, they also more or less found one or two copper plates, and a group of flag men finally got together the nine copper plates.

On the contrary, in the teahouse, when the literate peddlers and pawns bought the few special copies left over from the newsboy.

You can easily find a handful of copper coins from your pocket, pick out some and pay the money.

Seeing this, the fourth master inexplicably had a thought: "What's special! It doesn't matter if you don't eat the hardcore crops of Daqing, this year's monthly silver has been delayed for more than half a year, and this day is not as good as a dog.

I have also read books, can read and write, and do something to make a living, isn't it better than eating like this and waiting for death? ”

With such an idea, he got together with Ye Erye and a few others, and opened the special issue of the "Northern Times" with nine cents.

As a result, he saw a beginning, and he and several people around him suddenly couldn't stop their blood surging up.

Because on the front page of the newspaper, it is such a paragraph.

Xuange Ying Hu Ertong told all the people who planted flowers: Daqing puppet court, more than 240 years of stealing flower artifacts, enjoying the support of 40,000 people, but regard all kinds of domestic slaves and defensive hearts as victorious.

In front of the Western Yi, he grovelled, measured the power of planting flowers to please him, and all kinds of humiliation, and he had not seen flowers for thousands of years.

In the twentieth year of Daoguang, Yingyi came across the sea, and Admiral Guan died in battle......

In the tenth year of Xianfeng, the British and French joined forces to kill, and the Old Summer Palace was burned......

In the ninth year of Guangxu, Fayi ......

In the above wars, Daqing all ceded land and paid compensation, which made the people who planted flowers suffer humiliation.

Today, when he fought with the island country, he lost the only vassal country to the island; Even in order to continue to control this flower artifact, Daqing did not hesitate to collude with the island country and many powers.

How is this different from Shi Jingjiao and other traitors who lure wolves into the house and recognize thieves as their fathers?

On the occasion of the sinking of Shenzhou Lu, he Daqing can surrender, and my Xuange camp will resolutely not surrender; Even if the Xuange battalion fought to the last man, he would never compromise.

Long live my flower family, long live the people of all ethnic groups~"

After seeing such a headline that was completely like a battle article, the hearts of the fourth master and the others were about to burn.

The content of other articles in the newspaper is also exciting.

“…… Yang Changjun, the governor of Gansu and Shaanxi, told the people of the world that both Gansu and Shaanxi are the inherent territory of planting flowers, and countless ancestors were born, grew up and buried in Si.

We are the descendants of planting flowers, and there is no reason to let this ancestral land be ceded to the hands of foreigners......

Although Gan and Shaanxi only trained two battalions of the New Army, the combat effectiveness of the other green battalions was not strong, and the food and salary were even worse; However, at the time of the current Shenzhou land sinking, how can I beat it, and I can't beat these simple calculations.

Here, Yang Changjun expressed his position on behalf of the tens of thousands of elders in Ganshan and Shaanxi, and the imperial court surrendered the island country, but Ganshan did not surrender.

From today onwards, we should exhaust all the soldiers who can fight in the territory and go to the northeast to fight against the little devils of the island country with the Xuange camp......"

“…… Liu Kun, the governor of Liangjiang, told the people of the world that although the Xuange camp had a little bit of trouble with the imperial court, it was always my Chinese lineage; Everything between each other can be regarded as internal strife.

On the occasion of the catastrophe of Shenzhou's land sinking, if you are entangled in each other's grievances and interests, you will inevitably feel a little brotherly wall.

Liu wept blood here and implored the imperial court to put aside its past prejudices and unanimously resist the enemy.

The army of Liangjiang is not strong, but there is still some surplus in terms of silver, and now it is willing to send a new battalion of 2 million taels of silver and 200,000 loads of rice to the northeast.

For the daily use of the Xuange camp and the army.

The imperial court is willing to surrender the island country, but I, Liu Kunyi, will not surrender the two rivers......"

“…… Liu Bingzhang, the governor of Sichuan Province, told the people of the world that although China is large, there is not an inch of excess territory......"

“…… Feng Zicai, the secretary of the Daqing Plus Military Department and the governor of Zhenjiang, cried blood and asked for battle; Although Feng is eighty and six this year, he can still eat a bucket and open a bow and a stone......

Oriental and Western devils are all wolf ambitions, and the heart of dying and planting flowers is immortal.

Now the Feng family has a group of 132 people, and they ask the master of the Xuange camp to fight......"

“…… Governor of Hunan Province ......"

“…… Governor of Lu Province ......"

(What!) The above texts and notices are indeed a bit half-written, and some of them don't read like that; However, the level of the author of the street is limited, so let's laugh it off)

In short, in addition to the special number of this one, except for the article of the Xuange camp, the whole article is the governors of various places, or the generals.

After letting go of some careful thoughts in the past, he shouted hoarsely, 'Don't fall~'

It is necessary to work together to re-top the sky that is about to collapse in the flower planter's house, and save the sky.

After seeing such a situation, in a situation similar to the summoning of the power of the bloodline, as long as it is the son and daughter of the flower planting family, how can there be no blood boiling?

*****

Just when the fourth master and the others, because of the huge shock, were a little stunned and didn't know how to react.

Suddenly, a loud slap came from behind him.

I couldn't help but look back, but I saw a scholar who slapped the table; He picked up a cup of crushed tea in front of him and drank it all on the spot.

It's obviously a cup of tea, but it's like a spirit.

After drinking the tea, the young man, who seemed to be no more than a weak crown, smashed the tea bowl in his hand to the ground and smashed it on the spot.

Then, he said to his companions:

"Brother Jingqing, Brother Yu Da, Brother Jiansheng, I am going to go to the army of the Xuange camp in Liaodong immediately; Whether it is to be a scribe in the army or a pawn, it is better than just sighing for a long time in this capital city.

If I don't die, I'll drink and talk about it again in the future. ”

After saying that, he didn't wait for others to respond, and he was already striding out.

In the position behind him, whether it was a few scholars of his companions, or the peddlers and pawns in the teahouse, or even the fourth master and other banner people.

One counts as one, and they all salute solemnly after getting up.

And a scene similar to what happened in the Gaosheng Teahouse, in a huge Daqing, is definitely not a separate example.

While the men whose blood was still not cold rushed to Liaodong generously, the last vestiges of Daqing's popular hearts were also consumed because of their deaths......

(End of chapter)

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