Chapter 520 Xianfeng killed Tongde, and the Qing Dynasty was destroyed! (Please make a reservation, please vote)
Outside Zhengyang Gate, Yutai Teahouse.
The young man Wang Youli sat down on the threshold, opened his treasured enamel tobacco box, took out a small handful of gold wire and stuffed it into his copper-headed dry tobacco pole, took a sip, and felt a spicy smell rushed straight into his lungs, choking him for a few times. The maid who accompanied Concubine Yi to the Yutai Teahouse stood behind Wang Youli at some point. Seeing him coughing, she burst into laughter, as if she was gloating. Then she blinked her big eyes and looked at the enamel tobacco box and said with a smile: "What a beautiful enamel tobacco box, it must be a good thing made in Jingdezhen. Did it be made in the 31st year of Daoguang?"
Wang Youli was stunned when he heard this, looked up at the black and thin little girl in front of him who was only a pair of big eyes with a bright light, and replied: "It's not Daoguang's thirty-year, how can Daoguang have thirty-years? This is the enamel burned from the Hongjia Kiln in Jingdezhen in the 18th year of Daoguang, but it's a good thing."
The little girl smiled, took out a note and handed it to Wang Youli, then walked to the other end of the threshold and sat down, and went to Wang Youli, one left and one right, like two small door gods, guarding the empty Yutai teahouse.
In the teahouse, beside a table beside the window, Sushun and Concubine Yi were sitting opposite each other, and two cups of tea were placed in front of them, and there was no heat.
"Is the emperor really still alive?" The two looked at each other for a while before they heard Concubine Yi gently open her red lips and asked in a low voice. Tears appeared in her almond eyes.
Su Shun nodded slightly, pulled out a letter from her sleeve, placed it on the table, and gently pushed it to Concubine Yi: "This is the emperor's handwriting, you can read it yourself."
Concubine Yi trembled, and quickly took a breath of cold air. She trembled with her hands and picked up the envelope. The envelope had no life. Concubine Yi took out the letter paper inside and opened it. She couldn't stop the tears.
"The emperor is really alive." Concubine Yi murmured to himself, his voice full of surprise, and of course he was heartbroken, "But King Gong has ascended the throne. Now the Qing Dynasty has two kings, and long hair entrenched in Jiangnan, what should I do? Could it be that the emperor and the two brothers Gong really want it?"
Su Shun looked at Concubine Yi and saw that she was crying sadly. She had no longer the ease and pleasure she had when she met just now, so she thought to herself: I don’t know if she was sad for the emperor, for King Gong, or for herself? In short, it is not easy for her to be sandwiched between Xianfeng and Tongde. But isn’t the same for the Eight Banners children of the Qing Dynasty? Whether it is Xianfeng killing Tongde or Tongde killing Xianfeng, many Eight Banners children are inevitably buried with each other, and the entire Qing Dynasty must have to be involved! Now I just want to die fewer and protect more vitality for the Qing Dynasty!
Thinking of this, he whispered to Concubine Yi: "Master Yi, the emperor will be back to the Forbidden City soon!"
Concubine Yi was shocked and her eyes widened: "Is the emperor going to fight back? I'm afraid it's not easy. King Gong now has the support of foreigners, as well as Senggelinqin's Mongolian cavalry and Li Hongzhang's Beiyang army!"
Su Shun smiled: "The emperor means to capture the king first!"
Concubine Yi looked at Sushun, "How can I capture him?"
"Of course it was the army that was forced out of the outside and loyalty was revealed inside." Su Shun looked at Concubine Yi with a bright look, "After all, the emperor is the emperor, the true emperor of the officials in the capital and the children of the Eight Banners. He is now bringing millions of people to the north. Master Yi, shouldn't you do something?"
Concubine Yi's pink and white face appeared fear.
Su Shun said lightly: "Master Yi, you are no better than other masters. You are the biological mother of the eldest prince! If King Gong really gains power, he will never leave the eldest prince! He will save your life besides the eldest prince? Since ancient times, the emperors have been ruthless, do you understand?"
Concubine Yi nodded stiffly, "Su Laoliu, tell me, what does the emperor want me to do?" Her hand hiding under the table was tightly holding an enamel tobacco box. There was a booklet in the enamel tobacco box, which contained the prophecy of "Xianfeng killed Tongde, and the Qing Dynasty destroyed the country"!
When Sushun heard this, he smiled with satisfaction. It seemed that the Qing Dynasty would not perish!
In the Old Summer Palace, in Haiyan Hall, Emperor Tongde Yixin was walking anxiously. Li Hongzhang and Senggelinqin rushed over. After the ceremony, Yixin couldn't wait to speak: "Li Hongzhang, is the defeat of Russia in your memorial true?"
Li Hongzhang was respectful, but he also had a faint confidence: "It's true to go back to the emperor. I learned about this through the French minister Bourbron, stationed in Tianjin and the English minister Aliguo. Zuo Zongtang was indeed very capable of using troops. The second town of the Nanyang Army he trained was also a rare powerful brigade, but unfortunately they all returned."
Yi Xin frowned and did not let Li Hongzhang continue to say: "What do foreigners mean? Are they still willing to support me in the Qing Dynasty?"
"English Minister Aliguo is a little cold, but he also shows his neutral attitude outside the country." Li Hongzhang looked up at Emperor Tongde, and saw a little anxiety flowing out of his swollen eyes. "But French Minister Boulboron still supports us, but."
"Just what?" Emperor Tongde looked at Li Hongzhang and asked.
"It's just that the French are worried that Beijing will not be able to defend, so they also suggest that the emperor move the capital to the west to hunt." Li Hongzhang also made the suggestion of the west to hunt.
Emperor Tongde ignored him and just looked at Senggelinqin: "Senggelinqin, now the pseudo-emperor Xianfeng is holding millions of refugees and wants to be the second Li Zicheng. Are you sure to defend the capital?"
Senggelinqin bowed and said, "Don't worry, my elders, I will do my best to protect the capital city! But..." He hesitated for a moment, "After all, the pseudo-emperor Xianfeng is."
Emperor Tongde snorted, and Senggelinqin quickly closed his mouth. Li Hongzhang spoke in a stern tone and took over the topic: "Emperor, I have discussed it with the Seng King. I feel that the pseudo-Emperor Xianfeng has to beg for work with a million yuan and must be short of food. After all, he is. If he is forced to the city of Beijing, I am afraid that people's hearts will change!"
Emperor Tongde's pupils shrank, and his voice trembled a little: "Li Hongzhang, Senggelinqin, I ordered you to send troops immediately. Be sure to block the army of the pseudo-Emperor Xianfeng near the Yellow River Flood Zone, and be sure to starve them all to death!"
"Emperor, who will Beijing be left to guard?" Li Hongzhang looked at Senggelinqin, who was born to sheep on the Korqin grassland. Senggelinqin lifted her robe and knelt down to Tongde in a flash: "Emperor, the Eight Banners' children are unreliable. We have to use the Korqin horse team of the Beiyang Army and the slaves and the Green Camp soldiers of the Fifth Battalion Police to protect Beijing!"
Li Hongzhang focused on it: "What the Monk King said is so true, it is better to keep some of the three troops so that they can restrain each other. At the same time, the Monk King took away all the powerful men of the Eight Banners in Beijing!"
"Save some of the Eight Banners too! The four sides should be restrained, and there should be no accidents." Emperor Tongde clenched his fists and walked to the map placed on the table. Looking at the Dongchang Prefecture and Linqingzhou on the map, his eyes were on fire and his teeth were clattering, "Li Hongzhang, Senggelinqin, send troops immediately. We must defend Dezhou, Jizhou, and Shunde Prefecture. We cannot let the millions of mobs of the pseudo-emperor go north!" He suddenly let his voice sink and said word by word, "We must also get stuck in the grain, and no grain of rice or wheat can flow into the pseudo-emperor's bowl!"
In the Dongchang Palace, Xianfeng suddenly smashed a seal to the bell beside him. With a clamor, the bell fell to the ground, and the gilded gears splashed on the green brick floor. Emperor Xianfeng stepped on the mess all over the ground and quickly walked to the long table covered with the map. His face was sallow and his eyes were covered with blood. Looking at the red line on the map from Xiangyang to the north, passing through Nanyang and Luoyang, drawing all the way to Huaiqing Prefecture, he madly pulled Zeng Guofan, "That is Hong Xiuquan and Yang Xiuqing's army. They have crossed the Yellow River, and the vanguard has entered Shanxi, but my million-dollar begging work has been trapped in the mud in the yellow flood area. Why is this?"
Zeng Guofan said calmly: "Hong and Yang Erni have collected fewer disaster victims, and the entire army is only 150,000 or 60,000. Our army has collected 830,000 and organized 36-party begging troops. Each party is divided into men's camps and women's camps, so it will naturally take more time."
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"Eighty-three thousand. Add to beg for the Eight Banners, there should be one million!" Xianfeng suddenly grabbed a brush on the desk and inserted it into the Beijing city on the map. "Issuing an order! I will start tomorrow. I want to lead the imperial army in person and lead a million troops into Beijing!"
Seeing Emperor Xianfeng’s madness, Zeng Guofan suddenly thought of the new prophecy that had been spread among the 36-way begging army in the past two days: Xianfeng killed Tongde, and the Qing Dynasty was destroyed!
At the same time, at the Tongzhou Wharf in the twilight, the Beiyang Army of the brigade was boarding the southbound ship. Li Hongzhang was using a monocular telescope to grasp the city of Beijing. Matilde was wearing a puffy skirt and stood beside him: "Dear, the embassy in the French Concession in Tianjin just sent a secret report. Two hundred braided soldiers carrying long and short foreign guns came to Tianjin on a large ship of the British Jardines Foreign Company. They held the tickets from the Guangzhou General's Mansion. You, under Tianjin Wei, Zhao Si, also brought them back to your government office!"
Li Hongzhang was shocked when he heard this, and immediately took out a token from his sleeve and handed it to Mathilde: "Mati, this is my token. You can just move it at will!"
Mathilde asked: "So. Should I arrest Zhao Si?"
Li Hongzhang shook his head and whispered: "Xianfeng killed Tongde, the Qing Dynasty was destroyed, it's enough to see."
"Just look?" Matilde looked at Li Hongzhang, "Don't do anything?"
Li Hongzhang said: "Just look at it. When the time comes, I will come back to the garden to kill the king!"
At the same time, Liaodong and Lushunkou.
A fleet of dozens of steam and sailing ships suddenly appeared in the sight of the Qing army officers and soldiers guarding this place. A leader of the Eight Banners soldier raised his telescope and looked at it, and shouted like crazy: "Left, left, is Zuo Zongtang. Zuo Zongtang, who was defeated in the bitter and cold land of the extreme north, is here!"
Chapter completed!