Chapter 15 How big is the wave

At the beginning of the 20th century, Jinlingfu Street was extremely lively. Thirty-six years ago, after the Xiang army broke the city, "the battle of Jinling, millions of corpses were ambushed, and Qinhuai was red; the sound of crying shocked the four fields." The influence has long been gone, benefiting from the Yangtze River and the convenience of commerce. Jinling, in the 27th year of Guangxu, has long restored the prosperous appearance of the Qinhuai River.

Although it was affected by the war of the Northern Eight-Nation Alliance in Beijing this year, the governors of the southeast of the southeast provinces protected each other with the protection of "refusal to implement the declaration of war", got rid of the expansion of the military strength of the great powers to the southeast half of the wall due to the chaos of the Boxer Rebellion, and maintained peace in some areas.

Jinling, who did not serve the chaos of war, is the Jinling that "pear blossoms are like snow grass like smoke, spring is on both sides of the Qinhuai River, the makeup building is covered by the water, and the pink shadows of the family shines". The war in the north and the west escape of the imperial court do not seem to have much impact on everything here.

Just after the year, the flow of people on the street on the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month is still bustling. The well-dressed gentry and the colorful northern refugees are walking on the streets of this thousand-year-old ancient city.

There are several green battalion soldiers with new foreign guns standing outside the two drum booths at both ends of the corridor, which are close to the YUMEN. Although they are carrying a new German-made Mauser rifle and a cowhide bullet bag, they look a little strange with the brave battalion uniform, at least in the eyes of foreigners. Weird.

What is slightly different from previous years is that, or because the emperor drives in the west, the festive red lanterns are not hung outside the gate as in previous years. The government office of the governor's office should not be too festive, but after cleaning and decoration before the New Year, it also has the flavor of the New Year.

In the huge governor's office of the two rivers, the winding path is secluded. Full of scenery, unique amorous feelings, perhaps in the inadvertent stop, there is a long past, it crosses the corridor of the years, the wind and dust attack. Flying eaves, corridors, small bridges, running water... For everything in the house, Liu Kunyi, who has been the governor of the two rivers twice, has long been enough. As for the story and past of the governor of the two rivers, he is also tired of it. The painstaking management, such as walking on thin ice, may be in line with Liu Kunyi's mood at this time.

"The events of the year of Gengzi are absurd, but the "southeast mutual protection" in the south is still a sober move."

While talking, Liu Nengxian, who was sitting in front of his uncle, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at his uncle when he spoke. He noticed that he raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and knew that Chen Ranzhi's words might have heard his uncle's heart.

"Although I'm young, I've lived in the ocean for a long time, and I'm a little reasonable! It's rare! It's rare!"

Liu Kun, who was lazy to sit in the chair, couldn't help nodding and praising when he heard this.

Last year, he refused to implement the "declaration of war), set up a southeast mutual insurance, carried out local diplomacy with the consuls of various countries, and committed this kind of crime of rebellion, but it was "for the territory, not for outsiders", private contact with the British, or found out the old Buddha. Once it didn't work well, he finally had to make peace.

Although he saved half of the Qing Dynasty from the scourge of war, the gentry outside said to his face, "Your Excellency is wise!" He looked like a brother praise for merit, but he said behind his back, "The governors in the southeast have no king and no father. If they refuse to obey the edict, they don't understand your worries. It's really rebellious!" Now this post-life who has stayed abroad for 23 years in a year has been approved.

Li Hongzhang issued the message, "This chaotic life, Guangdong will not be ordered." Then nearly half of the local officials publicly accused the imperial edict of being "wrong" and firmly stated that they would not implement it, uniting half of the country in the south to resist the edict and protect themselves. It was even secretly agreed that if Yanjing was lost and the two palaces were uny, they would elect Li Hongzhang as president to support the crisis.

But Liu Kunyi, who has been influenced by traditional Confucian culture, can still be said to be "sentful". Outsiders call this move "wise" and "wise", but he still can't untie the knot of his heart. Wisdom is official words, and wisdom is to know the times. This is not shameless by scholars and doctors. On the contrary, it is the "clearness" I heard today. The word untied the knot in the heart.

Seeing his uncle's eyebrows and laughing, Liu Nengxian, who rarely saw his uncle's happy, hurriedly continued.

"The man also said that since ancient times, the officialdom of the empire has never allowed to resist the decree, and no matter how absurd the order of the court is, it must be completed. However, the governors of the southeast did not obey with chaos, and the fools could denounce "the governors for betraying the country". However, everyone knows that in the great disaster of the Gengzi year, it was in the name of the southeast governors who had to protect the stability of half of the ancient empire and the vitality of the empire and the mountains of the empire. These world-class achievements must be determined after a hundred years later. It's time to know."

"Oh!"

Liu Kunyi, who was extremely comfortable by this indirect flattery, looked at his nephew.

"Nengxian, what you said is the truth!"

Uncle's sudden question made Liu Nengxian, who had been sitting in the chair, quickly stand up and saluted with his hands.

"You can tell the truth! Never dare to deceive your uncle! Please ask your uncle for a clear answer!"

He frowned and thought about drinking tea. Liu Kun looked up at his nephew standing there and waved his right hand to him to sit down.

"He once said and signed the outline. In addition to the circling in that box, he could barely fight for some benefits!"

"It's true!"

"Oh!"

Liu Kun picked up the teacup with his left hand, in a contemplative look.

"What do you think of this son!"

"There is no teaching from the saints in my bones, but there is more benefits for foreigners."

Liu Nengxian answered truthfully that although he was in Sun Jingnan's study, although he had a pretentious manner and courtesy, he could not hide the foreign flavor in his bones.

"The profit of foreigners!"

Hearing this, Liu Kun was stunned at first and smiled. He knew what the foreigner's profit means, which was the profit of the ship's sharpness.

"Do you think this person is very useful?"

Great use!

Liu Nengxian's uncle's words suddenly widened his eyes and looked at his uncle almost incredulously. Could it be that his uncle thought... After thinking about it, Liu Nengxian hesitated how to answer his uncle's words. Can Chen Moran be of great use?

"Uncle, is it useful? I don't know anything about people, but in Sun Nanping's study, he said that he didn't dare to forget..."

Thinking about Liu Nengxian's previous hidden paragraph, it is also what Liu Nengxian appreciates most.

"The younger generation's bones are not soft. They are afraid of being an official, and they will be cut off one day! I asked, that is, the bone is hard. Why is he afraid of being cut off? He came back. His knees were hard and could not bend, so he broke. His neck was hard, but it was not as hard as a knife! I still want to hold this eight and a half catties of heads!"

Liu Kunyi, who was originally holding a teacup, almost listened to this sentence with a surprised face. When he heard the last sentence, the surprise on his face was restrained and he laughed. The teacup in his hand swayed because he was too excited.

"Good! OK!"

He said it twice in a row. Perhaps because of the excitement, Liu Kun's original yellow face was much more red. Maybe he didn't hear the laughter of the adults in the study for a long time, and even the servants standing outside couldn't help looking into the study at this time.

His face was restrained, his laughter stopped, and Liu Kunyi's voice changed.

"At this point, he wants to hold this eight and a half catties of head safely. It's difficult!"

Liu Nengxian, who was shocked by his uncle's words and stood up from the chair, hurriedly saluted.

"Ah! Uncle! [Dad] ......"

"What's wrong?"

His nephew's shock made Liu Kun smile.

"Nengxian, are you afraid that I will really cut Chen Ranzhi?"

Seeing a smile on his uncle's face, he was a little worried that Liu Nengxian was relieved.

"Euncle, if you really want to cut him Chen Ranzhi, it is also in accordance with the law. His Chen Ranzhi's words are full of disrespectful words, and if you cut him, you will cut him!"

"Oh!"

Liu Kun answered softly, knowing that his nephew was afraid that he would have something to say.

"However, although his words are disrespectful and rebellious, according to his uncle's tolerance, he will definitely not put the Chen squeap in his eyes!"

"If it's a year ago..."

I sighed in my heart that Liu Kun looked at his nephew standing there and stopped talking about beheading, not to mention that he had no idea of beheading people's heads.

"He Chen Ranzhi said those words, and his head, which weighs and a half catties, wants to carry it safely. Maybe it will not be satisfactory!"

After contacting his uncle's words before and after, Liu Nengxian vaguely guessed what his uncle meant.

"Father, do you want to allow him to be one of them..."

"If it had been last year, when Li Hefei was still in Shanghai, I could at least protect him from the top of the third grade and follow Li Hefei to Beijing to be a councilor. Maybe I could fight back for the Qing Dynasty."

At this point, Liu Kun couldn't help sighing again, and his heart was a pity.

"Father, that's for you..."

"Why don't you hold him up now?"

Looking at his seemingly confused nephew, Liu Kun couldn't help but be disappointed.

"When the negotiation and outline was signed, the inside and face of the Qing Dynasty had been lost for a long time. What's the use of keeping him as a third grade? It's just to make his reputation bad. His head..."

Liu Kun continued to say after a little meditation.

"Let him hold on to it for the time being! If the people are rich, the country will be strong. If the people are rich, the country will be strong. If there is no industry, you can't enrich the people. If there is no industry, you can't strengthen the country! This is a little interesting!"

He looked up at his nephew who was already sitting in the chair.

"Nengxian, when the New Year is over, you can arrange for someone from the house to go to Shanghai, send a copy of my name to Shanghai Dao, and let him know Chen Ranzhi's name! With this peace contract, the Qing Dynasty needs such people to earn money. Those people are really a little longer! It's time to hit it!"

Looking at his uncle who was drinking tea in surprise, Liu Nengxian almost couldn't believe what he heard. His uncle rarely took care of a person like this. Chen Ranzhi really didn't know what incense he burned in his last life.

"Also, don't talk about this matter. I'm going to see how big a wave can come out when Chen Ranzhi wants to hold his head!"