Chapter 210 All kinds of thoughts

In the morning, as soon as the sun climbed out of the horizon, the coolness of the morning was dispersed by the sun.

In the fields on the outskirts of Jingshi, there are harvested rice fields. In addition, there are often some ponds with dazzling white light reflected on the surface of the water. Sporadic gunfire began to sound in the east of the north and west of the south. It was the artillery of the Guangfu Army's shelling of Wanping County. Last night, Wanping sounded.

Wanping is the last gateway to the capital. When attacking Wanping, the two regiments crossed Wanping and went straight into the capital, straight under the city wall.

"The Imperial City is ahead!"

"It's not the Jinluan Hall. Let's see what the dragon chair looks like!"

"Well, let's take a look at what the 72 concubines of the Three Palaces and Six Courtyards of the Emperor of the Tsartons look like!"

"Wow, you want to die, but don't let the big guy get involved. You are comfortable with a bullet sent to the west, and we guys are waiting there with fifty military sticks!"

It seems to be a joke, which also makes this group of Guangfu officers and soldiers who are used to the strict military law not forget the strict military law.

"Hey hey! Look at you, you're scared one by one. It's just a joke.

The soldier carrying the gun laughed, ate the dust, and continued to move towards the capital with sweat.

"Come on, mother!"

With bursts of exclamations, this group of Guanwai men, who were used to the big scene, went to the root of the imperial city for the first time and saw the wall of the imperial city.

Almost everyone's first impression is: Where is this wall? It's just a mountain.

In the early morning sun, the city wall of the capital is like a blue-gray dragon ridge, lying silently on the plain. It doesn't seem to have woken up from last night's deep sleep. The sound of guns in Siye from time to time did not disturb it at all.

Looking at the dragon lying in the original, almost everyone's heart beat the drum. They attacked the city, but with such a high and thick wall, how difficult is it to knock it down?

"Damn it, this city wall alone is enough for us to drink a pot!"

"The dog said...this...this..."

"This is going to kill me!"

In the distant wall, all kinds of comments sounded from their mouths. Then, with the shouts of the officers, the officers and soldiers who were still kilometers away from the root of the city, began to dig trenches and take down the big city. Everyone's hearts were beating drums, and so were the soldiers and officers.

The sound of cannons sounded from the head of the city. After a few clouds of smoke, accompanied by a burst of ths, several inaccurate shells fell more than a hundred meters away from the officers and soldiers who were working, blowing out several regiments of smoke.

"Damn it, aim at the point and hit it again. Damn it, it's not accurate!"

The laughter sounded in the fields, and the cannons on the wall were so embarrassing.

While the infantry were scolding there, a team of engineers had sneaked into one of the already deserted houses outside the city. The officer climbed from the ladder to the roof. He was indeed calculating something with a pencil and a notepad in his hand. Occasionally, he would take out other tools to make measurements, and the house kept Something was thrown into the yard.

Just as the officer was observing, he saw a series of explosions on the wall. Before the black smoke from the explosion dissipated, screams and moans came from the black smoke.

The sound of gunfire kept coming from the outer city. The women and children in the capital with the courage to look out can also see the black smoke on the city. This day is just a bright day, and the cannons are fired. The sound of cannons in the ears seems to remind the people who have not yet escaped in the city. The death knell of the country... is ringing today.

In the Forbidden City, a rapid sound of horses' hoofs came.

The eunuchs of each door send a call:

"Quick, put it up!"

"Quick! The emperor is waiting!"

"Hua, hurry up, the emperor is in the Qinzheng Hall..."

In the Qinzheng Hall, Guangxu and a group of ministers are waiting anxiously. There will be no yellow gauze curtain in the East Warm Pavilion or the east room of Yiluan Hall. The emperor is in power again!

One thing is mentioned in the article of "Evading the Qing Dynasty" in all over the country. Whether the woman is in chaos, whether she is in a posture or to save the hearts of the people. Five days ago, unexpectedly, Cixi issued a decree to return to the government to the emperor. The emperor is in charge again. Can the emperor who is close to the government become a heavenly soldier and a general to turn the tide?

Don't say... No one really believed it. Even the emperor announced the pro-government. The old men and young men who were all over the city over there beat the drums in their hearts. At this time, no one really believed that the heavenly soldiers and generals would save the Qing Dynasty. Even those old fools did not believe that the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, who let the rebel army pass Tongguan, could send troops.

What's more, the most important thing is that Zhang Zengyi, the governor of Shanxi Province, said that the "Ten Crimes of the Manchu Qing Dynasty" was restored. This Zeng Yi was rebellious, and the road to the four out of the capital was completely broken. This is that he could not escape even if he wanted to escape. The loyal ministers and righteous sons set firewood and bought poison early. When they were ready to break the city, the whole family was martyred. Report to the court.

However, there are only a few who are willing to serve the court. There are still some people who still have hope. After all, although this is a restoration, the news from the south, Chen Dawei said, "such as Manqi and Mongolia, although they are not Chinese, but there are people who can know the etiquette and righteousness between the same heaven and earth. Those who are willing to be subjects are raised as the same as those in China." The general thought that he was also a reasonable person. Of course, he could only think so in his heart. When he was waiting for the city to be broken, he knelt on the ground as a follower of the new dynasty.

The people can think so, but the emperor and princes don't think so. There are ministers of the subjugated country and no king of the subjugated country. Guangxu, who was sitting on the dragon chair, was worried. Whenever there was a gunfire outside, he would look pale, cold and sweaty, holding his hand on the table, and a little unsupporting.

In this situation, the princes and ministers below have seen this situation more than once. The emperor has been weak since he was a child. When he came into the palace, yellow water has been flowing on his navel, and the Empress Dowager Cixi has also taken some effort to nurture him. The emperor was most afraid of thunder. With a thunderbolt, he must hide in the arms of the Empress Dowager. In the study, Master Weng had to hold him in his arms.

As long as he grows up, he is more timid. In addition to the sound of thunder, he is afraid of the sound of gold, so listening to the play is a big hardship for him, especially the martial arts play, because he is afraid of the big gong. In addition, the sound of shooting was also afraid. When the Geng Zinian boxing bandits and the Tiger Camp besieged the Xishiku Church, the sound of gunfire spread to Yingtai, which made him unable to dream all night. It was common. Unexpectedly, it was the turn now.

Such an emperor can't be looked up to by anyone with courage and determination, but he really can't help but feel pitiful.

Just as the princes and ministers felt sorry for the emperor, an eunuch hurried in with the text and knelt down to report.

"The emperor, the leaflets of the thief's counterattack into the city have been sent!"

Guangxu, who was sitting on the dragon chair, said hurriedly.

"Come on!"

The eunuch presented the text.

Guangxu grabbed it and shivered to open the first page... The slaves and ministers standing below all stared at him nervously.

Looking at it, Guangxu's face turned from white to red, and then from red to white... Finally, he suddenly stood up and threw the leaflet on the ground, and his lips shivered with anger.

"A great shame! I... I want to live and die with the Qing Dynasty!"

The giants hurried forward to pick up the thin one, and several ministers immediately came up.

... In the capital, grain stores have long been robbed and closed. For more than a month, they have relied on negative vendors outside the city to help. However, from twelve days ago, as they approached the army, the nine gates of the capital were not only closed, but even blocked mud bags. There was a panic in the kitchens of the people in the city, and even the imperial dining room was no exception.

The imperial dining room was originally famous for spoiling food, but it never thought that one day there would be no pigs slaughtered in. Pork is the main ingredient. It has to be used for 30 or 50 heads a day, and the source is suddenly cut off. How can it be?

I have no choice but to use more chicken, duck and seafood. The small kitchen set up by the concubines of the palace is even worse. Not only is there no pork, but also because the deep palace is not as good as the imperial dining room to raise its own chickens and ducks, so that meat is extinct. We can't talk about vegetables and fruits.

The "main position" of each palace suffers with the maids and eunuchs under their names, which is secondary. The most difficult thing is that as usual, there is no way to honor the Empress Dowager Cixi every day.

"What should I do?"

Concubine Jin, who lives in Yonghe Palace, is worried about the maid of honor. The small dining room in Yonghe Palace is quite excellent in cooking. She usually teaches the old Buddha in this way.

"Master, why don't we be a bean flower to honor the old Buddha like last time!"

The last time the maid of honor said, it was still the old story of the Gengzi year four years ago. In the Gengzi year, there was a maid of honor named Fuyun beside Concubine Jin. She had been stationed in Chengdu with her parents since she was a child and could make many Sichuan snacks. When the nine doors were closed that year, there were no ingredients, so she had an idea to make bean flowers. Unexpectedly, the Empress Dowager still liked it.

Think about it, there's nothing I can do.

"Okay!" Jin Fei nodded and agreed.

" Just make bean flowers!"

So grind soybeans and make bean flowers. The seasoning should be good sauce, which is ready-made; the yellow sauce made by the eunuchs with the remaining "gram food" is many times better than the sweet noodle sauce sold on the market.

When it was time to pass the meal in Le Shoutang, Concubine Jin arrived, opened the food box and held it on the table. The Empress Dowager Cixi looked at the familiar bean flower on the dining table and couldn't help thinking of the appearance of eating bean flower for the first time, and her eyes couldn't help blushing.

"Ah."

With a long sigh, Cixi didn't expect to eat Douhua twice. The last time the coalition army invaded and fled to the west, and this time, I'm afraid it was... "The last time I ate this Douhua! It's still Gengzi's time, and you also offered it. I don't want to eat such a meal again today! I almost lost my country last time... this time"

"Isn't this a slave!"

Seeing the sadness of the old Buddha, Concubine Jin quickly squatted down to greet him.

"I'm a slave..."

"No, no! You're wrong. I'm not blaming you! I sighed myself. Seriously, I love such a thing as your filial piety. Look at it! It's not a chicken or a duck! Maybe people are going to starve to death! It can be considered that these can be different..."

In this sigh, the Empress Dowager Cixi ate half a bowl of millet porridge, even if she had eaten it. When the concubine served the meal, they were all silent, and this day was as silent as death. After serving, they returned quietly, and a large happy birthday hall was suddenly deserted.

"Alas!"

She sighed unconsciously.

"The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge door." Li Lianying, who didn't know when she appeared beside her, comforted her:

"Old Buddha, please be relieved. Many strong winds and waves have passed, and I will never believe that I will not be able to pass this time!"

"This time is not as usual."

Empress Dowager Cixi sighed again.

"At this moment... I'm afraid I can't get through this threshold."

Thinking about it like this, I feel even more annoyed, "It's up to fate!"

Concerned, Cixi said another sentence.

"Anyway, everything is dead!"

"Old Buddha!"

Li Lianying knelt down in a hurry.

"You must be steady by yourself! Otherwise, the palace will be in chaos first!"

Fu Jin and the past, the Empress Dowager Cixi has a sense of bleakness and desolate withered good times and bald leaves. Just then, there was a buzz in the sky outside the Le Shou Hall.

"What kind of sound is this! Xiao Li helped me out to have a look!"

Just as Li Lianying helped Cixi out of the Happy Life Hall, there were ten "snows" in the sky, and the white "snowflakes" sed in the wind and floated the whole sky. It was a leaflet! And there are a few things buzzing in the sky on the palace.

"This..."

Cixi's face changed in an instant and became very gloomy. She knew what it was. It was a plane! Chen Jin invented the thing... Just as her face changed, the spinning plane threw down a few small black pimples.

When the explosion suddenly came, Cixi's iron-blue face was suddenly scared out of blood.

"Quick... Hurry up... Inform King Qing to come and see me!"

The Beiyang minister Xingyuan of Tianjin Li Hongzhang has been destroyed in the Gengzi Rebellion. The new site was originally intended to be used as the palace of the emperor's military parade, the Wuxu coup, and the military parade was not carried out. Therefore, Yuan Shikai estimated that the emperor would never come to Tianjin again, so he asked to change it to Beiyang Minister Xingyuan.

Now the Beiyang minister Xingyuan here is changed to "Chongyuan, Vice Chairman of the Chinese Ruling Axe Military Committee". This is the name of Yuan Shikai's own life. He even called Nanjing, but Nanjing only replied with the six words "North Pingding, that is, go to Beijing!" This always makes Yuan Shikai understand that he can't do it in the north anymore. Stayed down.

Two people sat there in the lakeside pavilion in the backyard.

"Ozawa Longfang, Zhongyuan Lu Zhengfei!"

Thinking of a couplet written when he was thirteen years old, Yuan Shikai didn't say anything. After failing the exam for the second time at the age of 19, the first thing he did when he went home was to burn the poems he had written.

It's easier to do anything in the world than to write an article! He has come to such a conclusion for so many years, but now he has come to another conclusion. Sometimes some things are more difficult than doing things.

"People's hearts."

Chen Qimei tilted her body to Yuan Shikai and said something thoughtfully.

"Marshal Yuan, although Chen Qimei has seen the general in the future, she also knows that you are a knowledgeable and ambitious hero. I don't think you will object to what I said: This restoration is the aspiration of the people and the trend of the situation. The commander can throw away his personal kindness and choose the national righteousness, which is really a real hero!"

"Although it is trending, the blood of the descendants of Yan and Huang is flowing in the body of the vice chairman!"

Yuan Shikai replied solemnly.

"Marshal, indeed, as the gentleman said, a real hero!"

Chen Qimei gave a thumbs-up.

"It is the marshal's real hero that makes the restoration of the river and mountains come. However, after the restoration of light, he is only trapped in his personal ambition, which makes him say that the restoration of the national body cause controversy. Chen pretended to be the will of the public and intends to go against the teacher to be the emperor, which is actually against the will of the people of the world..."

Listening to his words, Yuan Shikai almost didn't want to laugh out loud. Is it the people's republican's wish? Even he doesn't know what the republic is, not to mention the ordinary people who don't know the word. Even those gentry think that the republic is the source of disaster and chaos. Who fakes the hearts of the people? When he thinks about it, he is thinking in his heart that the revolutionary party wants to build a republic, and no longer allows the existence of emperors. If Chen silently says Emperor, there is bound to be a fight with the revolutionary party. The revolutionary party wants guns without guns, no people, and no money! Can it be done?

Thinking so in his heart, Yuan Shikai said solemnly.

"Well, now the revolutionary party is saying that it wants to build a Ming Dynasty, but everyone wants to be the president in their hearts. How can everyone be the president?"

Chen Qimei waited patiently for Yuan Shikai to go on with a aptitude.

"Yesterday, when I saw some gentry talking about the revolutionary party in the newspaper, I said: Stand up! An dares to talk about national affairs.

After saying that, Yuan Shikai stroked a bare head, but his face was full of smiles, and his words followed.

"Although they say so, in the opinion of this vice-chairman, this national body... Uh-huh! Governance depends not only on public opinion, but the ignorance of the people is also to consider the wisdom of society, especially the advice of famous revolutionaries such as Yingshi and Yixian!"

Yuan Shikai's words only surprised Chen Qimei, who rushed from Shanghai to Tianjin by ferry, and at the same time, he was overjoyed. He never thought that the Vice Chairman Yuan would fall in love with the Republic!

Thinking about him, he became excited. He looked at the vice chairman of the army of the two towns in front of him and seemed to see the hope of republic. The revolutionary party had no military power in his hands, the restoration of the army, and there was no hope in the governor's axe. If the Chen family became emperor, how could the revolutionary party resist it? After thinking about it, only the one in the north refused. The vice chairman who does not go to Nanjing is the partner of cooperation.

But Yuan Shikai's mind can't be measured by Chen Qimei. Until now, he was most worried about whether the commander-in-chief of Nanjing would let him go easily. He had also thought about starting first, but he saw that the soldiers in the north of the Guangfu Army besieged the capital, and the south was based on Shandong, Henan, and now he was advancing into Shanxi. His heart was hesitant.

But when he hesitated, he sent a cronies to hold his own letter and quietly went to Shanghai to contact the Revolutionary Party. The revolutionary party wants to be republican, and this commander-in-chief Chen's emperor is determined. If it's two families... Let's get corn from the fire at that time! But the premise is... Can the revolutionary party really regret the seemingly unstable tree?

When Yuan Shikai and Chen Qimei were talking, behind the rockery more than ten meters away, an officer stared at their lips and tried to judge the dialogue between the two people in the gazebo. Although the distance was a little far away, he still judged the content of their conversation. When the two talked, his eyebrows frowned, and the one in front of him But the curtain was something he had never thought of.

He held a telegram from Dagu mouth in his hand. Looking at the content of the telegram, he shook his head and sighed

(to be continued)