Chapter 618 Zeng Guofan, we have decided to be the emperor! (please order, please vote)
Weibei, Niujiabao.
Chen Decai's thousand-layer cloth shoes stepped on the ladder to climb the city tower, and then went up to the high ground step by step.
Outside the Niujiabao City below, Bai Yanhu's personal soldiers were firing bird guns to the strong men mobilized by Shisanfang Temple. After all, the guns smuggled in from the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom are limited, so most of the people mobilized by Shisanfang Temple still use their own earth guns and cannons!
Looking at the dense camps and people outside Niujiabao, Chen Decai remembered the explanation of King Luo Wu when he left Tianjing. It was a poor person in Gansu and Shaanxi, and it was already too much to bear the burden. It was really a powder keg, and it was certain to explode. The problem now is how to blow it up and who to kill?
Ma Xinyi held the golden-handled sword that Li Hongzhang had won, and walked back and forth in the camp of Ma Chaoqing outside Niujiabao, with greed in his eyes. General Li said that when the chaos in Xi'an passed, he would deal with Ma Chaoqing and the stall left by Bai Yanhu after his death! Ma Chaoqing's people, Bai Yanhu's people, will be his subordinates of Ma Xinyi in the future!
In addition, Ma Xinyi and Mathilde also recognized their siblings - they couldn't write the word "Ma" in one stroke!
When General Li ascended the prime minister in Hezhong Prefecture to the west, Mathilde will be Queen Ma, and Ma Xinyi will be uncle Ma, a true relative!
"Dongdongdongdongdong...
A rapid drum sound came, and Ma Xinyi turned his head and looked over and found that a red flag had been raised on the Niujiabao wall.
Four large characters were embroidered with black thread on it, one by one, Taiping Yijun!
Under the charity flag, Chen Decai, wearing a red bishop's robe, stood solemnly holding the "Sword of the King".
The sound of drums is a signal of gathering troops. Tens of thousands of strong men outside Niujiabao gathered under the gate of Niujiabao as they listened to the sound of drums. Wu Juejue was covered with white felt hats!
Chen Decai held up the Heavenly King's Sword and shouted loudly: "The King of Luo Wu has an order. Today we swear to go south not to kill people and plunder money, but to save the people of Gansu and Shaanxi from water and fire...\n."
Sparse responses sounded down the city tower. Ma Chaoqing also climbed up to the city tower and shouted in a chanting tone: "The three armies of Xiang, Huai and Lu have killed each other in Xi'an. This is the real opportunity...:::. It is the opportunity given to us by God, Heavenly Father!
Bai Yanhu shouted in the crowd: "The 13th Floor of the Huangpai tribe of the Hunan Army in Weinan, it's time for them to pay their blood debts today!"
Now I finally got a little angry outside the Niujiabao.
Chen Decai looked at the crowded heads below the stage and remembered Luo Yaoguo's instructions in the secret letter: "Be sure to let the three armies of Xiang, Huai and Lu and both of them suffer losses, so that the people of Gansu and Shaanxi can be protected from the disaster...::::" He took a deep breath and pointed his sword at the south side: "Enter Xi'an!"
A roar suddenly broke out from the audience. Bai Yanhu pulled out his scimitar and said, "Catch Zeng Guofan alive!" Ma Chaoqing raised the True Covenant: "The Father of Heaven is the greatest!"
Zeng Guofan woke up in the signing room, and cold sweat soaked his middle robes. He dreamed that he was standing in Chenqiaoyi, wearing a yellow robe, and the ministers knelt down... When he opened his eyes, he found that Li Hongzhang, Du Han, Kong Fanhao and others were really kneeling in the room, and he was on his body.::::. He was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe!
"Teacher!" Li Hongzhang looked up, his eyes flashing with a strange light, "If there is chaos today, only you can turn the tide down!"
Du Han walked forward and said, "Donald Zeng! The three armies of Hunan, Huai and Lu are 300,000, and the powerful people in Guanlong are willing to die. This is a good opportunity for God!"
Kong Fanhao held the "Commitment to Advocate" and said: "In the past, Changmao raised troops to Jintian, but there were only tens of thousands of people, while my famous sect had 300,000 people!"
Although the people below have tested him more than once whether he wants to be the emperor, Zeng Guofan always refused...:::. But I didn't expect that these people didn't listen to him at all and are still working hard now!
This put him on the fire and roast him!
Thinking of this, he suddenly pulled off the dragon robe: "Absurd! How could I, Zeng Guofan, do such unfaithful and unjust things!"
"Supervisor!" Luo Zenan suddenly pushed the door and entered, "Niexiang urgently reported that Luo Yaoguo has arrived in Xiangyang...:::. If we didn't make a big plan early, we would all die without a place to bury!"
A hint of joy flashed in Li Hongzhang's eyes, and he hurriedly said, "Teacher has clearly understood! Now the Qing Dynasty has lost its deer. Famous doctrines are all thinking about eliminating the violent Qing Dynasty and rebuilt their clothes and clothes...:::.To fight for the famous church. If we still hold the banner of the Qing Dynasty, who is willing to fight hard? You said before that only by restoring the Qing Dynasty can the famous church resist long hair. But until the Qing Dynasty has restored the Qing Dynasty, the famous church has become more rebellious.:::. It can be seen that the Qing Dynasty is over!"
Kong Fanhao raised his "Commentary on Advocacy": "Dishui, for the sake of Confucius and Mencius's teachings, you should be the emperor!"
The people below shouted together: "Dishuai, just be the emperor!"
"Stop!" Zeng Guofan slapped the table, "I, Zeng Guofan, have been loyal and righteous all my life. How could I do such unfaithful and unrighteous things!"
Zeng Guoquan shouted: "Brother, do you know what happened to the Hunan Army camp last night?"
Zeng Guofan was stunned: "What's the matter?"
"My Jizi Camp mutiny!" Zeng Guoquan took out a blood letter from his sleeve, "They asked you to be emperor, otherwise they would join the Taiping Army... and surrender to Zuo Jigao!"
Zeng Guofan took the blood letter and his hands trembled slightly.
Kong Fanhao took the opportunity to say, "Mr. Zeng, the survival of the Famous Sect is here! If you don't become this emperor, the Famous Sect will be completely finished!"
A noise suddenly came from outside the window. Zeng Guofan opened the window and saw fires soaring into the sky in the direction of the Hunan Army camp, and a burst of angry sounds rolled over: "Please be the emperor! Please call Marshal Zeng ascend the throne...:
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Luo Zenan whispered: "Shishuai, if you don't make a decision, it will be too late.::
Zeng Guofan looked at the "New History of the Five Dynasties" written by Ouyang Xiu on his desk and sighed: "Forget it...:
Moore pushed open the carved wooden window of the building, and the cold wind wrapped in snowflakes came to his face. Wen Xian held up the monocular lens and his hands were shaking slightly: "At least three thousand civilians gathered in the north gate.:::
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"What are they waiting for?" Friedrich quickly drew a sketch on his notebook, "Looking at the porters carrying baskets, the baskets are definitely not filled with food...
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Moore narrowed his eyes: "It must be gunpowder."
Wen Xian suddenly took a breath of air: "God...:::.Is the rebellion going to begin?"
A loud noise came from a distance, and thick smoke rose from the north gate. Friedrich quickly recorded: "On the morning of January 5, 1858, a riot occurred in the north gate of Xi'an. It is worth noting that most of the civilians involved in the riots carried homemade firearms...:::.
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"It's not just a riot," Moore put down his telescope, "It's a coup, a revolution...::
Wen Xian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Coup? Who...::.Who wants a coup?"
"Xiang Army, Huai Army, Lu Army, and famous religion!" Moore said, "This is their last chance! The Qing Dynasty had long been in name only. They had previously restored the Qing Dynasty when the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom attacked Sichuan through inertial thinking, thinking that it could unite people's hearts, but the result was obviously unfavorable. Since maintaining the Qing Dynasty was unfavorable, let's change it...:. The same thing happened in France in 1830 and 1848. The Bourbon Dynasty could not unite people's hearts, so let's change it to the July Dynasty. Louis Philippe could not deceive the people, so let's change it to Napoleon! It's just that the July Dynasty lasted for 18 years, and Zaichun, the little emperor, had no choice but to play the sign of Zaichun for several months."
"Who wants to go on stage?" Wen Xian asked again, "Is it Li Hongzhang?"
"No," Moore said, "It should be Zeng Guofan who went first. If he doesn't have to do it, then Li Hongzhang will be replaced...::
Friedrich suddenly pointed to a fire that was lit in the city, "Look, the Hunan Army camp is in chaos!"
"Moore," Wenxian asked another question, "You said...will the famous church simply surrender to the Taiping Army?"
Moore shook his head: "That's impossible!"
"Because of faith?" Wen Xian asked.
"It's not because of faith," Moore said, "It's because of the economy...:.\n. Now that China's economy wants to develop, it can only eat the rural petty bourgeoisie represented by the Famous Church. Moreover, the finances of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom cannot raise the Hunan Army, Huai Army, and Lu Army, so..."
Wenxian suddenly grabbed Moore's arm: "Moore, why do you sound so much like the red ghosts wandering around Europe?"
Moore warned Wen Xian and said, "I'm just saying the right things! Look at it...
The sound of cannons came from afar, and Fredrich suddenly shouted, "Look at that side!"
A red-faced flag fluttered over the north gate of Chang'an.
Moore closed the notebook: "It's started.::
Bai Siwen walked through the alleys of the Banners' living area, following three swordsmen he hired behind him. The empty and neat streets in Xi'an, which were now crowded and dilapidated. A girl from the bannerman stood on the corner of the street with a torn cotton jacket, with inferior rouge on her face.
"Uncle...\n:.\n:" The girl spoke timidly, fucking the guinea-like movie, but was frightened by the swordsman's sword and retracted back to the corner.
Bai Siwen couldn't bear it, so he took out a piece of silver and threw it over: "Did you know where the Russian Zodiac is?"
The girl shook her head and was about to speak when a shout suddenly came from the depths of the alley: "Bai...: Bai Siwen! God, are you Bai Siwen? I am Yuan Bao!"
Bai Siwen turned around and saw Guaerjia. Yuan Bao wearing a faded yellow jacket, and carrying a few Eight Banners soldiers who were tilted around and tilted, "Lao Bai, aren't you a minister in Europe? Why did you come to this ghost place in Xi'an?
"Yuan Bao..." Bai Siwen interrupted him, "Do you know where my family is?"
"Your family..." Yuan Bao thought for a while, "Are you the one who is from Russia's neighbor?"
"Yes, yes," Bai Siwen asked, "Where are they?"
Yuan Bao said: "When Beijing City was broken, they came to Xi'an together...::.\n. I'll take you to find it."
"Okay, okay, lead the way!" Bai Siwen saw Yuan Bao standing there and not leaving, and thought the other party wanted money. As soon as he reached into his pocket, Yuan Bao grabbed his sleeve: "Old Bai, the whole city is not peaceful now. Your outfit...::
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Bai Siwen then realized that his mink coat was particularly eye-catching in the torn flag-man market. He smiled bitterly and took off his coat, revealing the coarse cloth cotton jacket inside: "Let's go..."
The two walked through the narrow alley, with dilapidated bannermen's houses along the way. An old bannerman sat on the threshold, holding half of the Book of Rites in his hand, muttering to himself: "The rituals collapsed and the music was broken...
Suddenly, a noise came from the front. A team of Hunan troops were searching door by door. The leader held the horn of the foreign iron trumpet and shouted: "According to the order to investigate and deal with the bandits' rebellion!"
Yuan Paula saw Bai Siwen hiding in a dilapidated courtyard. There were some ragged flag-men's clothing piled up in the courtyard. Several flag-men's women were dismantling their clothes, their faces were full of numbness and fatigue.
"Mr. Bai," Yuan Bao whispered, "The streets of Xi'an, are our bannermen's cemetery...:
Chapter completed!