Chapter 147 The First Year of Kaihong (Three)

When Liu Yun walked into the confidential room No. 1, he immediately felt everyone's strange eyes.

Most of the members of the group are here, sitting or standing, exchanging eyes that are indescribable.

"What's wrong? If you're sleepy, go to bed."

Liu Yun stood solemnly at the door with his hands down, and the room was so quiet that he could hear the ants walking.

Qian Hua, who was beside him, lowered his head, bit the corner of his mouth lightly, and presented a stack of telegrams to Liu Yun.

"This is……"

"The telegram from several military commanders is Liang Tianhe, commander of the Northeast Military Region, commander of the Zhili Military Region, commander of the South China Military Region, commander of the South China Military Region, commander of the Southeast Military Region, commander of the Northwest Military Region, commander of the Northwest Military Region, commander of the Northwest Military Region, Yan Canglong..."

The telegram is very long and full of classical Chinese, and Liu Yun's eyes are very tired and he is too lazy to read.

"What are you saying?"

"Ask the Manchu Emperor to abdicate and recommend you as the Emperor of the Empire."

"I understand." Liu Yun pushed the message back and slowly sat at his desk full of phones and documents.

Zhong Xiahuo walked forward and said, "According to your order, the emperor has been taken back to the palace. He is now placed in the Yangxin Hall and is closely guarded by reliable troops."

"Very good. You are now the commander-in-chief of the martial law troops. Suppress the situation as soon as possible. Anyone who does not obey the orders and who makes arbitrary 'disruption' will be severely suppressed."

"The officers and soldiers all hope that you will abolish the Manchu emperor and restore the Han people's world." Zhong Xiahuo carefully tentatively.

"I know this." Liu Yun replied lightly.

"We have all discussed it just now, and I hope you can ascend the throne as emperor." Yang Zhengjin leaned forward and said.

Liu Yun glanced at Yang Zhengjin, then looked at the civil servants and generals behind him, and was silent for a moment.

After looking at each other for a while with the comrades behind him, Yang Zhengjin made up his mind to walk forward:

"We have discussed the issue of republic. At present, it seems that this country obviously lacks the foundation of republic, the people are not mentally prepared, the level of local autonomy is still low, the new spiritual belief core has not yet been formed, and once the republic is implemented, the handling of the Mongolian-Tibet Special Zone and other foreign vassals such as Korea, Ryukyu, and Gurkha is also difficult... Considering the pros and cons of various aspects and considering the current direction of public opinion, we unanimously believe that only you ascend the throne to the throne is the best choice."

"How are you planning to do to Emperor Guangxing?" Liu Yun asked coldly.

Yang Zhengjin nodded and said, "We can create evidence of guilt and accused him of being the mastermind behind this coup and judge him. Of course, you can also pardon him after you ascend the throne."

Zhong Xiahuo said, "I think he should be executed immediately to avoid future troubles."

Hook, one of the three giants, also stepped forward and said: "I think Emperor Guangxing should first sign the abdication edict, and then the parliament passed the proposal to push it, which is legitimate. It is not necessary to achieve the level of regicide, and keep his "sex" life for the time being in order to lead to those dead and tough royalists..."

Zhong Xiahuo clapped his hands and applauded: "Old Hu's method is wonderful. He leads the snake out of the hole, gathers and annihilates it, completely destroying their seeds!"

Yang Zhengjin said again: "We should also strive to allow representatives from all walks of life, provincial governors, provincial parliaments, and princes and priests from the Mongolian, Tibetan and Hui ministry to come and support the books. I am afraid that people will not be able to calm down by relying on the army alone."

"Just..." Liu Yun deliberately elongated his tone and carefully observed everyone's reactions. "I met Wen Yi, and he also suggested that I ascend the throne, and he also expressed that he would use his full strength to achieve it."

Without waiting for everyone to react, Liu Yun turned to Ma Feng, the only former science and technology minister in the group who married the royal princess: "Ma Feng, your wife is okay."

"I locked her up at home, and I probably don't know what happened at her home..." Ma Feng lowered his head in a heavy mood. Overnight, his father-in-law's family was destroyed. He really didn't know how to mention it to his wife.

"Zhong Xiahuo!" Liu Yun shouted suddenly. The person who was called was shocked and stood at attention in a hurry, with leather boots clattering.

"exist!"

"Before dawn, I will control the "Ruan" soldiers. Whoever kills people will send the head to me!"

"clear!"

"Listen to everyone, the most urgent task is to stabilize order. No one is allowed to violate the law and act recklessly under any excuse! Whoever dares to do something chaotic? No matter whether he is a soldier or a general, a commoner or a prince, all of them will lose their heads!"

After the lecture, Liu Yun got into the private compartment in the innermost part of the living area. Before closing the door, he told Qian Hua to follow him: "Don't call me before 6:30."

"Yeah, have a good rest."

Although Qianhua's tenderness was short-lived, it was extremely precious. Liu Yun fell into the ignorant darkness with satisfaction.

...

In the smoke rings, they danced in depressedly.

"Damn it, those thorns are fine, what's the matter!" Zhong Xiahuo angrily threw the blue-colored gold-edged cigarette butts from Jindemen into the toilet. With a hissing, the cigarette butts were half sinking and half floating like a corpse, but it was not the corpse that Zhong Xiahuo wanted.

"I heard that Wen Yi was very hurt..." Liu Bailiang, who was washing his hands, tried to comfort his old boss.

Zhong Xiahuo kicked the wall hard: "But he was not dead. Who knows when he could survive, one year, two years, ten years? His loyal lackeys, the incompetent Zhang Zhigao, the crazy bitch named Luo, the lowly Mo Ning, and the descendant Ma Feng, who was mixed with the low blood of the Manchu royal family, all lived well! If these stubborn conservatives do not die, the revolution will not be able to unfold! They will hinder our leaders from becoming the emperor of the revolution. Yes, they are all spokesmen of the reactionary group. They must be defeated together to build the empire we want!"

"Forget it, they are all comrades after all, and the most reactionary royal group has been eliminated. Next, they only need to announce their crimes, confiscate their property, and at the same time distribute the large amount of real estate affiliated with the royal group to the tenant farmers, and suppress the landlords who refuse to submit. This stage of revolution will be completed."

Zhong Xiahuo sneered: "Forget it? Do you think things are that simple? They are not comrades. They have long been betrayed their ideals. They are politicians, chaebols, landlords, and enemies, and our enemies. Wake up!"

Liu Bailiang nodded in a daze, shook his head again, and his wet hand was inserted into his pants pocket and walked out absent-mindedly.

"What are you thinking in your mind, useless guy."

Zhong Xiahuo easily picked up a cigarette, opened the faucet to the maximum, and washed his hands leisurely with his neck.

One of the accomplices who was still staying in a certain squatting position, Zhang Yaoqian, the commander of the Imperial Guard, said, "Old Zhong, I think the taste is wrong, so I'd better stop when it's better."

"The taste is wrong? You have eaten the wrong thing for the midnight snack." Zhong Xiahuo smiled evilly.

"I won't joke with you. I looked at Lao Liu's eyes just now and my heart trembled. I don't believe it. He can't detect it..."

"Why, General Zhang, who is drinking the Balkhash Pond, is also scared?"

"It has nothing to do with fear. Bailiang is right. Our basic purpose has been achieved. Let's talk about what happened in the future. Now the leader is eager to stabilize the order. It is best not to go against the tide. He concentrates his efforts first and solves the problem of ascending the throne."

Zhong Xiahuo wiped his hands, tilted his head, pondered for a few seconds without sincerity, and suddenly nodded vigorously and said, "It makes sense! It makes sense! The reminder is right. The dog emperor has not stepped down yet. Damn, it's too troublesome. If it weren't for your whole lot of reasons, I would have really wanted to shoot the dog emperor's head! There's no chance, no chance, forget it, let him barely spend the New Year before going to see his whole family. Damn, it's all your fault, when did I become so kind-hearted..."

At 3:00 p.m. on January 29, the National Assembly Hall.

The Congress, which had been recessed two days ago, was held urgently on this day. A total of 413 members of the House and the House of Representatives were present. Among the 117 members absent, at least 30 royal senators were killed in yesterday's riots. House Speaker Huang Linhong was unfortunately killed by the killer sent by the royal coup group. Dozens of other provincial lawmakers who were eager to return home the day before yesterday and were difficult to recall.

The party groups of the parliament held a meeting at their respective party headquarters that morning. They were escorted by military police to designated restaurants for lunch and then sent to the parliament hall by military vehicles. Although some members of parliament raised objections, the military and police only used the four words "extraordinary period" as an explanation.

The first item of the agenda was based on the proposals of the Central Democratic Party members and stood up to observe three minutes of silence for the deceased House President Huang Linhong.

The MPs lowered their hands and stood silently, but they could vaguely hear the sound of leather boots outside. Some people rubbed their hands nervously, some secretly exchanged eyes with their colleagues, and some were calm and motionless. Three minutes passed by, and the MPs sat down one after another, and their uneasiness spread quietly. At this time, the thick oak chairs in the venue seemed to be also creating a depressing atmosphere.

Liang Bangtong, Speaker of the Senate and Speaker of the Joint Session of the Two Houses, knocked down the gavel: "Today's second item of the agenda, Rep. Wu Chenghao proposed: urge Emperor Guangxing to abdicate and support Liu Yun as the imperial emperor. Please ask Member Wu Chenghao to make a statement."

Wu Chenghao, a member of the Henan Provincial Representative, held up the proposal and praised it generously. The proposal was not written by him, but his recitation was full of emotion - at this time, he was in need of a reciter like him.

"This change of chaos was confirmed to be planned by the royal family to conspire to eliminate the central imperial congress of civil rights and destroy the constitutional government that conforms to the constitution to restore the dictatorship of the Aisin Jueluo family, impose the tyranny of the people of the world with the 'descendant' power of one surname, and desecrate the public will of hundreds of millions of people with the selfish desires of dozens of relatives and nobles of the royal family..."
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