Chapter 209 Conspiracy Now
As in the past, Liu Jingxuan got up very late. After the dazzling sunlight window shot in, she suddenly got up and frowned and opened her long hair. When is it?
She glanced at the clock on the table, and the dazzling sunlight blurred her eyesight. It's late. It's just after noon. She rubbed her eyes. Halfway through the day. What's wrong with her?
Over the past two weeks, she has slept longer and longer, whether she sleeps after the evening prayer or not.
She remembered herself, but the whole room spun in front of her eyes. She quickly lay down, shook her head, and lay quietly until she was no longer dizzy.
The door was opened and closed again. She didn't look up, but put her arm across her eyes. The footsteps of the people coming are very light. It's Cuixi.
She thought so in her heart, and then heard the sound of pouring water. She raised her arm and took a look. After watching the young lady wake up, Cui Xi hurried to the young lady's bedside.
"Miss, please clean up quickly! I'm going to order Liu's mother to cook!"
Liu Jingxuan ignored her and stretched out and yawned.
"Well, Cuixi, I'm so sleepy."
"Miss, I don't understand why you sleep almost all day."
Cui Xi's voice was not loud. When she helped the young lady up and looked at the young lady's slightly lower abdomen, she couldn't help but look gloomy, and she couldn't help hating the man who should have been stabbed.
When she got up, Liu Jingxuan involuntarily patted her lower abdomen. Every night before going to bed, she must listen to the slight heartbeat of the child in her belly. Every day when she wakes up, she will say hello to the child in her belly.
Looking at the happy appearance on the young lady's face, Cui Xi didn't know whether she was sad or happy. Her heart was just not worth it for the young lady. The master even threatened to drive the young lady out of the house, but she didn't say who the child in her belly was and whose child it was.
Cui Xi frowned, and she couldn't think of who the young lady was with... After grooming up, Liu Jingxuan supported her waist and walked to the backyard, which was simply two worlds compared with Nanjing and Shanghai, which she was once familiar with.
There are several green walls and tiles on the west side of the backyard. This is a rural style. Several servants outside the kitchen are doing things: washing vegetables, killing chickens... Some servants wash clothes by hand... And walking out again, under the cyan brick wall, some vegetables are planted.
As usual, Liu Jingxuan walked to a big willow tree not far from the river. There was a lounge chair in the tree, and a thin blanket was placed on the lounge chair early. Although her father said that he would drive her out of the house at that time, he even invited six servants to wait in the house in the suburbs of Nanjing. Wait for her.
Sitting on the lounge chair, Liu Jingxuan, who had been pregnant for four months, returned to normal. There was no dizziness, no vomiting, and she was in good spirits. She lay on the lounge chair and squinted her big eyes and felt the bright sunshine through the branches.
"It's so comfortable!"
"Miss, your breakfast, and the newspaper..."
A simple breakfast is placed on the small table on the lounge chair table, and there is a newspaper. In the past month or two, the young lady has read the newspaper every day, and even made newspaper clippings. When she got up to eat, Liu Jingxuan was eating while looking at the newspaper, but the front page of the newspaper was a piece of news.
"that is, thousands of scholars from Hubei arrived in Beijing today to petition the government to establish the name of the country and claim the emperor!"
"Emperor?"
Looking at the content of the newspaper, Liu Jingxuan was just stunned. In the past few days, with the forces of Beiyang and Guangfu forces forced into the capital from the north and south, the voice of persuasion to enter, day after day, what you can see in the newspaper every day is the news of "building the Chinese Empire and asking for the throne".
"Baby, your father may be the emperor..."
Thinking of Liu Jingxuan, she patted her stomach, but her eyebrows were locked again when she muttered on her lips. If he really became the emperor, he might... Looking forward to the future of Liu Jingxuan, she did not know that she was about to be involved in a storm.
"Don't say that after the empire, you need to have the style of the mother's world. Even if you are the wife of the future president, how can you let the British do it!"
While talking, Youlie's face showed a slippery smile, which seemed to be charming and not angry.
"Queen or madam, if you are an outsider, it will indeed make the Chinese people feel a little uncomfortable."
Tan Renfeng, who looked at her face, drank with a cup in her hand. Looking at Youlie in front of her, he added another sentence.
"If both the future queen or wife are the ruling family, how can we and other outsiders interrupt!"
"No, now it is said to be the rule, Xu is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he is the emperor, family affairs are state affairs, we and other citizens can express our intentions!"
Youlie shook his head and pretended to be loyal to the country.
"Oh!"
After a sip of tea, Tan Renfeng answered softly and stared at Youlie, brushing her beard but thinking about his intention to talk about this with him.
"In this way, Ling Ji also agrees that in the future, China will be the empire, establish a constitution, and enter the throne as the emperor!"
With that, Tan Renfeng pretended to ask questions.
And Youlie just smiled awkwardly.
A month ago, Sun Xian, who had been in exile abroad, returned to Shanghai. Based in Shanghai, he publicized the republic and criticized the imperial system. Youlie was one of Chen Zhongshan's cronies and argued with the gentry and sages who supported the imperial system many times in the newspaper.
It is also the debate staged in the provincial newspapers of the restoration that made the public know the advantages and disadvantages of the republic and the imperial system. Compared with the Republican Revolutionary Party, which can only take the United States and France as arguments, but support the imperial system are Britain, Germany, Japan, Austria-Hungary and Russia, and even France in the Revolutionary Party. At the time of the argument, the literati who supported the imperial system counterattacked with the French political axe and the chaos of the parliament, and even merchants far away in France continued to send the news of the struggle of the French parliament in China.
From the beginning of this national debate, the revolutionary party has taken the lead. There are few newspapers that support the revolutionary party, and the funds of the revolutionary party are not as much as those who support the imperial system. Although the ruling axe and the restoration will remain neutral in the debate on the grounds of "less argument and more for the country", it does not mean that the supporters will remain neutral and support the ruling axe. Under the leadership of the gentry, the newspaper almost turned to the faction of "building an empire and establishing a constitution".
For ordinary people, what they often see is only the emperor. Many ordinary people in the countryside of the restoration province have long recognized that "ruling" is the emperor. According to the city, the general is Master Hong Wu in those years, and now he is "slowly claiming the king". But the current situation is that the situation in the world is clear, and the restoration of the nation is just around the corner. As a ruling commander, even if he does not claim the throne, he will soon be the de facto "emperor".
"Although I don't praise the imperial system, if the imperial system is selected by 450 million citizens, it is listed as the responsibility of the Chinese people and obeying the decisions of the people!"
Youlie set up a sentence, which was repeated by the ruler.
"The national system is decided by all citizens by vote, and no group or party has the right to decide on behalf of the people!"
"For thousands of years, we have been waiting for the people, but we are just tax-paying sheep! Now it's more about donating sheep and alien slavery! Hundreds of revolutionaries sing about the republic. If their closed doors are the decisive body of the country, how can their behavior be a republican act? No, no! How can hundreds of people make decisions for 405,000 people! How can we decide the fate of others? In this way, what's the difference between the selfishness of the captives and the fate of our family?
Thinking that the commander-in-chief is meeting with his husband, he just mentioned that China's first point is not to carry out the republic and promote great harmony. This is what the people expects and the trend of the world. At that time, the general said, "If the people are elected by the republic, they must do it. If the people are elected by the emperor, you should admit it... If it is based on the will of the people and make decisions on behalf of the people, it is actually to annihidify the will of the people! .
In a word, the gentleman's last efforts and attempts were completely blocked, and this also made the gentleman believe that the commander was devoted to the imperial system. Although he said that the imperial empire should be constitutional, but... the officials of the restoration of all provinces were appointed by the ruling axe, not elected by the people, and his behavior was already obvious.
"Therefore, Julie has this worry. As a member of the Advisory Office of the Advisory Office of the Ruling Axe, Mr. Julie just invited Mr. Shi Ping to be in power, and..."
Before Youlie finished speaking, Tan Renfeng said a word.
"The consultation office is a place for the national consultation. How can I interfere with such private affairs? Mr. You, please don't mention it again!"
As soon as the voice fell, Tan Renfeng looked up and shouted at the outside.
"Detending guests!"
"Mr. Shiping..."
Tan Yiming, who entered the room, saw his uncle's face, and quickly bent his hand arched.
"Mr. Please!"
At this point, it was not convenient for Youlie to say anything more, but just bowed deeply and added another sentence.
"Mr. Shiping, you need to know that family affairs are state affairs..."
"Mr. Please!"
Tan Yiming said in an aggravated tone that if this man didn't think about him anymore, he would really kick him out. After sending Yule out of the house, Tan Yiming, who returned to the living room, saw his uncle in the living room, frowned and sighed.
"Uncle, you are..."
"Yi Ming, you send a telegram to Yihong and Er Shi, and tell them that they need to be loyal to their duties and never be disturbed by the outside world. When you sing in the army, you should kill the enemy to serve the country, and be careful to follow the military order. The second type is a civil affairs official in the township. You need not to be corrupt and seek blessings for the people. From the decree of the ruling axe, if the two sons violate the Tang family, they should be expelled!"
His voice was not loud, but Tan Yiming was shocked. He looked at his seemingly thoughtful uncle and listened to him when he wanted to speak.
"You go to the telegraph bureau to send a telegram, and I'm going to the government!"
You Lie's persuasion made Tan Renfeng feel that there should be a conspiracy brewing. This conspiracy was aimed at the rule. With a tight heart, he hurriedly walked to the rented courtyard and walked out of the alley towards the ruling axe.
Slowly pushed away the file containing intelligence from his eyes. Chen Moran first leaned against the armchair and closed his eyes and meditated. He thought that in the future, he might eventually be accompanied by a conspiracy, but he never thought that the conspiracy against himself had begun from now on now, not only against himself, but also against himself. The family.
Under the pressure of his anger, Chen Moran's eyebrows were locked into a ball, and his hands clasped the armchair, so that his knuckles were a little white. He had no reason not to be angry. This conspiracy against him actually started with attacking his family, and then... sat at the table. Zhang Jing could feel the anger in the heart of the ruler. The violent breath had exposed his anger. This was the first time he saw the boss angry, and he couldn't help sympathizing with those who were involved in it.
The second detective is the boss's sword hidden in his sleeve. After hearing about him, he thought that his task was just to collect military intelligence, but on the other hand? He is the boss's dark sword, and in fact, this is what Zhang Jing wants.
When he opened his eyes, Chen Moran slightly shifted his eyes to the garden outside. The lake full of lotus leaves was like a mirror, but occasionally there was a ripple when there were swallows. The ripples of the lake were seen in Chen Moran's eyes, which seemed to mean an upcoming storm. He could completely imagine that from now on, he himself One foot is in purgatory, and the other foot is in heaven.
After withdrawing his sight, Chen Moran looked at Zhang Jing, who was sitting in front of him. He was in charge of his own intelligence. He smoked a few cigarettes in a row. It was not until he finished smoking between his fingers that he turned his eyes to the file on the table and asked.
"Oh, how do you explain this to me?"
"Kory analysts have repeatedly verified this message. This matter is unusual, so I have to verify its reliable surname with many parties.
"Who gave you this message? Is it reliable?"
"It is completely reliable. The person who provides intelligence is the insider we have placed in it. His loyalty should not be doubted."
Just nodded, Chen Moran pulled the file in front of him again and browsed it again:
"... Therefore, in order to rebuild China's political axe, to maintain permanent peace in the Far East, and to realize the achievements of the Japanese imperial policy, I say that we should take advantage of the current opportunity to praise China as a constitutional monarchy, so that it is consistent with the original monarch's constitution and different from other countries as the starting point... Changing the Chinese political regime is the time to rebuild China. When the oneness is adopted. And now it is also a good opportunity for me to encourage the Revolutionary Party and other people who are dissatisfied with the Chinese political axe to rise up in China. At present, the reason why such people can't be reckless is due to the lack of capital. If the imperial ax can take advantage of its lack of capital to borrow money and instigate trouble, the whole country of China will be in chaos. I said so, but I can intervene and sort it out. We should accommodate the Chinese Revolutionary Party, the Royalist Party and other figures who are dissatisfied with the Chinese political axe to disturb the whole of China. The whole country was disturbed, and the result was to overthrow the Nanjing political axe..."
Putting down the information in his hand, Chen Moran was silent. Just like before, he sat there and meditated for a long time, and then looked up at Zhang Jing and looked at this face. Can he trust? At least it can be trusted for the time being. Who can give him more power except himself? All his power depends on his trust in him.
Zhang Jing, who was stared at by the boss, became a little uncomfortable. He could feel the strange color in the boss's eyes. In a moment, he almost felt that he would lose something. This feeling made him afraid. He knew that if he lost something, he would be beaten back to his original form.
After pondering for a few minutes, Chen Moran stared at Zhang Jing and asked.
"Now you say, after that,"
With that, he nodded to the table.
"I thought the first person to target me should be the one from the north? But I didn't expect it to be them, and it attracted outsiders. Why are you silent? You don't know how to answer? Or can't you make up your mind?
"Boss, if you want, I can..."
Zhang Jing's plain eyes showed a little cruelty. He knew that his identity was actually a sharp sword in the boss's sleeve, and even the sword was always stained with blood.
"Kill them?"
Chen Moran asked coldly.
"Hmm! Death is the most convenient way to deal with problems!"
But then he frowned and said.
"But death only dealt with the problem, but it didn't solve it."
"Yes, boss!"
"People who don't like us? I think maybe not a few, maybe there are more. They always fantasize and imagine that their behavior is better for this country! But... who is qualified to decide the future of this country? I don't think I have, but they always feel that they have that qualification!"
At this time, Chen Moran's words were a little sarcastic. He should think about what to do. As he said, he was silent and began to think about the future. Although he was unwilling to face all this, many problems could not be avoided.
"Boss, whether according to our intelligence or the current folk orientation, they have not received much support, even the differences within them!"
"Hmm! I know that!"
Chen Moran nodded, but continued to think.
"I will keep this document, and occasionally I will open it to remind myself... Think about it! How can we get more detailed information?
Staring at Zhang Jing, can you really trust him?
He hesitated in his heart. After meditating for dozens of seconds, Chen Moran looked up again and said a word.
"Jing Tao, that... I'm going to set up a new intelligence agency!"
When Zhang Jing listened to this sentence, he was excited, but he did not show any emotion. He knew that the more he was at this time, the more he had to restrain his joy.
"Hmm! An intelligence agency specializing in domestic security! I think it's necessary now!"
Point your hand to the document on the desktop. Only by grasping their movements can you give the most direct counterattack, and you will never be kind to the enemy.
"Well, I'll think about it again!"
His fingers tapped the document from time to time, and Chen Muran frowned from time to time. Although he didn't want to, there were always some things to do.
"...Maybe we should fight back immediately? You know what I mean by counterattack. When the enemy is ready to borrow it from public opinion, then we have to give a decisive counterattack in public opinion, maybe..."
Looking at the document on the desktop, Chen Moran was silent again.
"Maybe they gave us a good reason and evidence, didn't they?"
"Yes, boss, but now we only have the content of the information, not the original information!"
Zhang Jing vaguely felt that maybe this time, it should be a test for him. The boss was testing whether he was qualified to master the "intelligence bureau".
"Hmm! I don't need to teach your profession. Do what you are familiar with! I just need to know the result!"
With that, Chen Moran put away the document, and then picked up another document. This conspiracy is just an episode, and the most important thing is the restoration plan!
(Some people say that many revolutionary pioneers in the Restoration will not agree with the imperial system, but in fact, after the Gengzi Huizhou Uprising, the Xingzhong Association fell into division, which can be described as betrayal. The third uprising was even delayed to Huanghuagang seven years later, while the backbone of many revolutions accepted the revolution in the Russian War. After that, especially after the abolition of the imperial examination in 1905, the last contact between the Qing Dynasty and the gentry class was cut off. Five years later, the revolution became irreversible. At this time, the backbone of the revolution seven years later mostly believed in national restoration, and the political style was not what they considered. Different times and different choices. In 1911, there were at least more than a million students, but what was there in 1904? Including kindergartens and primary schools, there are only more than 200,000 students in new schools across the country.
In 1903, Sun Yat-sen began to contact the academic world, and in the novel, the protagonist began to contact the academic world in 1902.)
(to be continued)