275 names passed down to the world

Oriental Pearl Shanghai.

At the mouth of the Yangtze River flowing into the sea, the face of Shanghai a hundred years ago completely appeared in Li Xiang's vision.

The world's second largest river, the Yangtze River, across China's territory, draws the final point here. The Hairong passed through the Wusong Port in Baoshan County, drove into the famous Huangpu River, and finally stopped at Gaochang Temple in Nanshi. The naval Feiting, Cedian, Zhaohe, Junhe and other ships with the banner of the blue sky and white sun are all moored here. The tall wall of the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau was covered with green plants, and a colorful flag fluttered in the wind on the flagpole.

The top of the delta where the Huangpu River flows into the mouth of the Yangtze River is the gateway to the port of Shanghai, with a fort fortress guarding Shanghai. Its southern corner is adjacent to Zhabei District, and the British, American and French concessions are between Zhabei and Nanshi Chengxiang.

The ubiquitous snow on the beach has become a beautiful scenery here.

Compared with the Hanyang Arsenal, the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau is like a small castle. The walls are full of soldiers as severe as sculptures. The corner towers and burgs are covered with the line of sight of the whole Gaochang Temple. The revolutionary soldiers holding Mauser fast guns at the gate are obviously more obvious than those revolutionary troops seen along the road. There was more than one piece of excellence. They were all dressed in neat military uniforms. Everyone looked at every pedestrian with vigilant eyes. But compared with Li Xiang's 300 warriors of the Golden Eagle Guard who walked in front of their noses, there is still a big difference in terms of weapons, equipment, clothes and clothes. Jin Yingwei is full of long guns and short guns, military thorns with daggers, and a bulging marching backpack with something on his back. In particular, the strong smell of iron and blood emitted by this army is not that it can't cultivate such arrogance after a hundred battles!

There are not only yellow-skinned Chinese people coming and going on the road here, but also some foreigners who are at least 1.8 meters tall. These foreigners with thick and long noses have a variety of hair colors, and some are short, wearing flip-flops on snowy days and walking with eight-character round legs. Even Marshal Li, who was as powerful as Napoleon, stood beside them and suddenly became tall and plump.

"You see, he walks with eight characters. He must have a hernia." Li Dashuai viciously cursed the faraway Xiao Dongyang. His disgust for Xiao Dongyang came from the instinct in his bones.

Hearing this, Song Que and a group of golden eagle guards laughed for a long time. When Tang Qianming heard this, he choked for a long time and didn't recover.

As Li wanted to lead this group of evil spirits to pass by, whether it was Huayang or Huayang, they all consciously stood aside. Even those ronin who are famous for causing trouble and have circled their legs, holding the Japanese knives around their waist hard, looking at this group of fierce gods refined from blood and fire, they have never had the courage to draw knives.

Following Tang Qianming's introduction, on the road to and from, Li Xiang saw more foreigners. They were in a hurry, rushing to make exquisite carriages and rushing on their way. Li wanted to look at these foreigners with great interest. I don't know what kind of vicious curse he is brewing?

"Shanghai is the largest gateway for China to connect the civilized world. It is also a gathering place for the prosperous southeast wealth. All the trade between the southeast basin of the Yangtze River is basically concentrated here. It is no exaggeration to say that Shanghai is full of gold. Commander Tang Qianming introduced this great city to everyone around him: "There are millions of permanent residents here!" Magnificent big hotels, magnificent banks and commercial buildings, theaters and dance halls with different styles, exotic small foreign buildings in the concession and the loading and unloading merchant ships moored in the port of the Huangpu River... Everything is proving that the city is in today's China's politics, economy and gold. Rong, an unparalleled hegemony."

Li Xiang couldn't help nodding. Shanghai has too much **power for both Chinese and many foreign adults. It is like a beautiful pearl embedded in the territory of the poor and backward old China.

In this era, China is too poor and backward, but the prosperity and hustle and bustle of Shanghai make it a layer of exotic prosperity. During the day, there was a lot of traffic on the street, and all kinds of people rushed back and forth. And whenever night falls, the neon lights flash. The Huangpu River shines like the day. The life of politicians, military dignitaries, businessmen, rich ladies of upper-class society, and young ladies' night singing has been a strong stroke in Shanghai.

Shanghai is famous for the charming atmosphere of Paris in the East. It has attracted countless adventurers and military politicians from all over the world.

Shanghai was China's window to the outside world at that time.

However, Shanghai's eye-catching is not only its prosperity and charm. It is also the largest international business port in China, with extremely high strategic value. At that time, Shanghai Port ranked fifth among the world's military ports and naturally the largest in China. Occupying Shanghai not only controls the sea portal into Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but also strangles the water and land throats that go back to China's inland.

Naturally, Marshal Li will not ignore such an important place, but he attaches great importance to Shanghai's coveted foreign adults. This is why the British Asiatic Fleet, the Japanese First Fleet in China, is so aggressive that they can't wait to go to Shanghai, and even give up Hankou just to hold Shanghai.

"Everything is good here, but there are too many foreign devils! There are more foreign devils here than Hankou!"

Song Que and his Jin Yingwei were as excited as Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. No matter what, it can arouse his curiosity. Only these foreign devils with hair and nostrils facing the sky, and those Chinese who avoid the way when they see the foreign devils waving the dick, which makes them unhappy to see.

The naval commander looked in the direction of Song Que, and his expression was not so proud: "Oh, that's because Shanghai is a treaty port. In Shanghai, foreigners are privileged.

In the "treaty port" itself, China's sovereignty has been weakened in two important aspects: first, under the jurisdiction of its consular extraterrcial jurisdiction, foreign nationals can live in these places, own property and engage in industry and commerce (and can travel in the mainland with passports, but legally, except for missionaries, they cannot Local residence); Secondly, after paying an import duty on foreign goods that have been unloaded at a treaty port (according to the tariff rate beyond China's control), if you want to transship them to other treaty ports, you don't have to pay taxes.

"Do you know why China, like most parts of India, Southeast Asia and Africa, has not been divided and ruled by foreign powers that forcibly entered the weak Qing Empire in the second half of the 19th century?" Li wanted to pull out a cigar and seemed to ask this question inadvertently.

Tang Qianming said with infinite emotion: "Fortunately, China is too big. There is no such good tooth as that foreigner..."

Li wanted to spit out a thick cigar and said very deeply, "Yes, China is too big for any powerful country to swallow alone; it seems to be an extremely dazzling trophy, and it is impossible to divide it satisfactorily. As a result, China's sovereignty has been damaged, but it has never been on the verge of extinction. Foreigners always admit the existence of central or local Chinese power that he has to fight against. However, in some parts of China's territory, that power was officially weakened or even abandoned for the benefit of foreign claimants and because China's powerlessness to refuse. These places are treaty ports, concessions, leases and spheres of influence of the great powers in different forms..."

"Marshal, do you see?" Song Que pointed to a short Chinese beggar on the side of the road, wearing a piece of oily cotton flowers.

The Chinese beggar squatted on the edge of the road full of snow, his face was dark and coldly rolled into a ball, with a broken wooden bowl in front of him. Let them see the most prosperous beach, as well as the coldest side.

"Soong Que, there is no beggar. The more prosperous the place, the more beggars there will be. Zhu Xiao looked at the beggar first and said with a little melancholy.

"What kind of bullshit theory is this?" Song Que said with a smile. There is no beggar in Hankou now!"

"There are no beggars in Hankou now?" Tang Qianming was surprised: "You are not bragging, are you?"

"It's not bragging." Li thought with a far-fetched smile, which was an extremely heavy topic, "My ability is too weak now, and I can only guarantee that there are no beggars in Hankou. There are still too many people in China who live a difficult life, but there is nothing I can do.

With that, Li Dashuai touched his body for a long time and didn't find a copper bang.

Song Que touched two pieces of dry food from his luggage and handed them to him. Marshal Li put these two pieces of dry food into the bowl of Chinese beggars.

The Chinese beggar looked at these fierce gods with a little timidity, looked at Marshal Li, and said softly, "Thank you, Master Jun!"

The team led by Li Xiang continued to move forward, and the destination was Licha Hotel, a first-class hotel with luxury equipment located on Huangpu Road. Li Shang originally had bad intentions and wanted to stay in the Cangzhou Hotel of the Northern Conference and Mission, but he couldn't book a room. The Shanghai Military Governor's Office and the public concession were very close to Cangzhou Hotel, so his Xinhua Foundation Shanghai Branch booked him the first-class hotel in Shanghai and the world's first-class Licha Hotel.

"Li Shuai, I have a villa in Nanshi. Why don't you go to my place?" Tang Qianming suggested to Li Xiang, who led the fully armed Jin Yingwei straight to the concession, that he was really afraid that these fierce spirits would fight with foreign devils in the Shanghai concession again, because according to the provisions of the unequal treaty, the Chinese were not allowed to carry weapons into the concession. Isn't he causing trouble at this time?

Li Xiang looked like I was deliberately looking for stubble. He waved his hand fiercely and said, "Don't bother me, uncle! If you don't want to go to the concession, please go back. Oh, please tell Xiaowan that I will go to see her.

The naval commander Tang Qianming sighed silently and still kept up with their team.

At the entrance of the concession, the concession police officer with the captain's logo noticed that the revolutionary army behaved a little strangely, and saw that the armed revolutionary army went straight to the concession. The Scottish police officer is busy with a few sikhs

The patrolman came forward and bent down to Li Xiang politely. There was nothing he could do. The powerful force of this revolutionary army forced the noble British to bend over. He asked, "Vorable general, do you need me to help you?"

"Thank you for your kindness. We are from Hankou, and now we are going to the Licha Hotel." Li wanted to give a gentlemanly smile, looking harmless to people and animals.

England, which had just raised its head, was scared into a cold sweat by the word "Hankou". The violence of the Hankou Revolutionary Army was passed on by word of mouth, and then cooperated with the concessions made by the five powers on the concession issue. The foreigners in Shanghai were both awe and afraid. His eyes swept again, and the danger of these guys' elite weapons almost made him dizzy.

"Are you from Hankou? General, are you the distinguished Marshal Li? The English captain trembled with his words. The young and heroic face in front of him coincided with the blurred photos of the People's Daily. He was more and more sure of this guess.

"Yes, Mr. Officer." Marshal Li admitted it unabashedly! He believes that now his crazy name can at least be weighed by the Shanghai Concession.

After the English police officer learned that Li Xiang was actually the famous Li madman, he thought about it and went directly to the concession authorities. The concession authorities quickly figured out the seriousness of the matter. Preventing Li madman from going to the hotel would only cause disputes, and it was extremely unwise to have a dispute with Li madman. So I immediately sent a whole hundred sike

The escort team of the patrol police escorted Li Fengzi and Jin Yingwei fully armed, all the way to the Licha Hotel.

Marshal Li also tested how high he, the marshal of the Hankou Revolutionary Army, is in the hearts of the foreign devils.