Chapter 546 Uncle, our Qing Dynasty is indeed gone--

In 1795, at dusk on the 15th of July of the 60th year of Qianlong, the military leader of the Qing Dynasty and Shen, under the order of Qianlong, the last monarch of the Qing Dynasty, took the jade seal of the Qing Dynasty to "the heaven was ordered by the treasure of the Qing Dynasty" and led a group of noble princes to leave Yanjing City, went to the Liang army camp, and expressed the Qing Dynasty's willingness to Liang Pengfei. The willingness to surrender unconditionally.

On July 15th, Qianlong hanged himself in the Tai Temple, which was blocked by his ministers and eunuchs. He was carried back to the Yangxin Hall of the Forbidden City to rest. Prince Yongyan and a boy and grandsons served in front of the bed. In the Forbidden City, there is already a bleak cloud... In the early morning of July 16th, just after the time, the flag people in the inner city of Yanjing City and the Han people in the outer city had just fallen asleep in panic. Not long ago, the Liang family army began to take over the gate guards of Yanjing City from the hands of the Eight Banners of the Forbidden Brigade of the Qing Dynasty.

In the early morning of July 16, the Eight Banners of the Forbidden Brigade disarmed, began to withdraw from Yanjing City in an orderly manner, and entered the temporary prisoner-of-war camp next to the Temple of Earth. At the time of Yin, the first special division of the Liang family army blocked the imperial city. The second special division and the ninety-second division began to be on duty in Yanjing City. The artillery brigade and the second special division were responsible for guarding prisoners of war outside the city. At this moment, Yanjing City was still quiet.

At that time, Liang Shuisheng, the commander of the Special Division of the Liang Family Army, led the team to disarm the guards of the four gates of the imperial city. Although occasionally there were one or two rebels who were unwilling to fail, in front of the army armed to the teeth of the Liang family army, they didn't even have a chance to resist, and they were stifled one by one hope of survival.

However, perhaps the terrible combat effectiveness and lethality of the Liang army have made these Qing officers and soldiers and even the people scared. Therefore, the resistance is only a very small number, coupled with the strict military discipline of the Liang family, so it did not evolve into a terrible chaos or military disaster, and everything was carried out in an orderly manner.

It was night, and it rained again, but it was much smaller than the heavy rain in the early morning of July 15th. Wu Laoqi, the old man who lived outside Yanjing City, opened his eyes and spent the whole night in panic and uneasiness. At this time, he was a little sleepy, but he was given by the rain that hit on the tiles. Wake up again.

"Old man, go to sleep..." Next to him, his wife Wu Chen muttered half-dreamly and turned over, and Wu Laoqi answered. Got it, my wife. Go to sleep."

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Listening to the sound of the rain beating tiles, I always recalled the experience of these days in my mind. Unexpectedly, a thief hit Yanjing City. This kind of thing, not to mention Wu Laoqi, who was over the age of Huajia, did not see it even when his grandfather was alive.

These days, those officers and soldiers are strictly forbidden to leave the city and enter the inner city. Wu Laoqi's small cloth shop is open near the Chongwen Gate, but these days he dares not open the door to do business. After all, although this is the capital of the Qing Dynasty, a few days ago, he heard with his own ears that the terrible thing seemed to be able to make heaven and earth. The cracking gunfire sounded for a long time. Later, I heard a familiar soldier say that the Chaoyangmen and Dongzhimen were bombarded by the rebels. At that time, Wu Laoqi strictly forbade his son and his pregnant daughter-in-law to take another step, and opened the kiln in the backyard. He was not afraid of ten thousand, just afraid. In case something happens, the family can hide in in time. Every day, Wu Laoqi calculates how many pickles, rice and noodles are left at home, which are enough to eat for a few days.

Since that day, the flagmen who occasionally came to the outer city also disappeared, as if they had returned to the inner city, and the head of the inner city was full of the eight flag soldiers, and the Han people were strictly forbidden to approach.

Yesterday, the outside of Yanjing City was murderous and noisy for a whole day. Wu Laoqi's family had been hiding in the kiln for a long time. It was not until the night that they didn't hear anything. Then they came out and went out to inquire, but they saw that the family looked confused. Everyone didn't know what was wrong with it. Some people said that the officers and soldiers were defeated again. The news was heard in my ears, but it really scared people a lot.

However, at this time, those officers and soldiers posted notices in the streets to tell everyone that they did not panic, and the rebels outside the city would not attack the city. Although this made people feel a little surprised, at least what the officials said, everyone was also relieved and went back to their homes, eating and sleeping.

But Wu Laoqi always feels unsteady. After all, he is the head of the family, and he has to make plans for his family. However, as those notices said, there was no movement. Oh, it's difficult. This soldier is in a mess. I don't know when it will be the same. Wu Laoqi yawned a lot, moved his body, and finally fell asleep in his heart.

"His father, his father?" Just as Wu Laoqi was sleeping soundly, he heard his wife's low call in his ear.

Wu Laoqi couldn't help but get up quickly: "What's wrong?"

"My son is at the shop and is looking at the street. There are a lot of people on the street. Go and have a look. They are all carrying the bird gun." As soon as his wife's words came out, Wu Laoqi was so anxious that his face turned blue. That little beast, people who come here don't know how to hide! Come on, come on."

Wu Laoqi put on a coat in panic and rushed straight to the front yard, shouting in his mouth: "Thou, three, you little rabbit, get out of here!"

"Dad, come on, come and see, there are a lot of soldiers." Wu Laoqi's son shouted excitedly at the gate.

"You are a dead one, do you still want to live?" Wu Laoqi dragged a thousand layers in his hand and rushed to the shop, but he saw his son and daughter-in-law standing at the door and looking at the street.

"Dad, you're here." The daughter-in-law stroked her big stomach with both hands and turned back to say hello. Seeing that her father-in-law was black with a thousand layers in his hand, she quickly reached out and pulled her husband.

"Dad, what are you doing?" As soon as the three of them turned around, they saw their father's appearance and trembled with fear. Dad, don't fight. Look outside.

"You little son of a bitch, I'll pick you up later!" Wu Laoqi scolded angrily and hurried to the window to have a look. First, he took a cold breath, and then he was stunned. He saw a group of strange soldiers in black with a small black pot on their heads and bird guns on their backs on their backs, which was second, because he also saw the two sons of Mr. Zhao's house in the opposite neighborhood standing outside, bragging and farting happily with those Qiu Ba.

"What's going on here?" Wu Laoqi rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked at it again. He was really right. At this time, the second son of Mr. Zhao's family saw this side and raised his hand to say hello. Uncle Wu, what's the matter? What are you looking at when you stand over there?

"What are you doing?!" When Wu Laoqi saw that Qiu Ba also looked over, he couldn't help mentioning it in his heart. He quickly stood in front of his son and squeezed out an ugly smile and roared.

"Hey hey, I didn't do anything. These soldiers are the same as my cousins. They just came from Guangdong, and I'm asking them about things." Zhao Laoer replied with a smile.

"Guangdong?" Wu Laoqi couldn't help but be stunned. Seeing that the soldiers in black only showed a smiling face and nodded to this side, he turned away. It seemed that there was no trace of hostility, which turned Wu Laoqi's head into a mess. What the hell is going on?"

"Dad, these are the rebels, our Han army. Today, they have made friends with the officers and soldiers of the Qing Dynasty, and this is under their control." The three quickly explained what they had just heard and saw to their father.

"What? Rebels, aren't those rebels who have been making trouble outside the capital for several days? Oh, my God, why did these rebels enter the city?!" Wu Laoqi's face suddenly turned gray, and his legs suddenly softened.

"They didn't enter the city, Dad. They are good people and don't beat us Han people." The three quickly supported their father.

"How do you know? In this world, can the anti-thieves have good people? Wu Laoqi's mouth was a little shivering. He wanted to stand up and run, but his legs always didn't obey.

"You, alas, you don't know yet. Early this morning, someone went to the streets to read the notice. The emperor of the Qing Dynasty has announced his abdication, and the Qing Dynasty is gone." When the three of them saw their father's expression, they felt funny but dared not laugh.

"What? Is the Qing Dynasty gone? You little son of a bitch, you dare to say such words. Be careful that the government has arrested you, and I will let you read books for so many years. Wu Laoqi was so scared by his son's words. He quickly stretched out his hand to cover the three people's mouths and whispered hurriedly.

"This is Uncle Wu. Your son is right. This Qing Dynasty is gone. Those Manchu Qing flag people can no longer ride on the heads of our Han people." At this time, Wu Laoqi heard a bright laughter behind him.

Looking back, I saw that the black rebels who were just bragging with Mr. Zhao's son were all standing straight, and their eyes followed the black pot on his head. The edge of the black pot on his forehead was inlaid with a shiny five-pointed star, with a strong body and a few ferocious knives on his face. The middle-aged man with a scar was standing outside his shop with a smile, and it was this person who just spoke.

And behind him stood dozens of thieves in black dressed like him. Although they all had smiles on their faces, every time those Qiu Ba came to make trouble, none of them had a bad smiles on their faces.

"This soldier, I'm here to give you a good time." Wu Laoqi was so scared that he quickly said.

"Hahaha, old man, you've broken me. Li can't afford it. Get up quickly." This person smiled after helping Wu Laoqi up. I'm not a soldier. You're old and call me a future. If you don't think I can do it, you can call me Master Li. Don't call me Master. I'm still young. This is Li Xiaoshuang, the commander of the second division.

"Well, that Master Li, our Qing Dynasty, is it really over?" Wu Laoqi swallowed his saliva with difficulty and asked carefully.

Hearing this, the Liang family soldiers behind Master Li all grinned. Li Xiaoshuang couldn't help rolling his eyes, suppressed his smile, and nodded solemnly: "Uncle, our Qing Dynasty is indeed gone."

(to be continued)