November 10, 1919, attracted the attention of the whole of Beijing.
Since yesterday, there has been news that the Republic of China government has canceled the preferential treatment regulations for the Qing Dynasty and expelled Boyi. For those old and young people from the Manchu Qing Dynasty in Beijing, it was like the earth was shattering and their parents died.
Before dawn, there was already a dark circle of people kneeling outside the Forbidden City, a large number of whom still had a winking pig tail.
Many people have put on "official uniforms," those of the fourth rank, the third rank, even the second rank, and the first rank.
Anyway, since Zhang Xun's restoration, things have not been so lively outside the Forbidden City!
At eight o'clock in the morning, a large number of officers and soldiers of the National Revolutionary Army began to appear. These soldiers, armed with live ammunition, were so murderous that it made people shudder to see them.
"On the stars!"
Suddenly someone started crying loudly. This cry was immediately followed by three voices in harmony: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
Whenever a truck carrying a car stopped, the soldiers with bayonets on their guns, helmets, and red armbands jumped out of the truck in a frightening manner and quickly alerted the surrounding area.
stand up.
Then, the door of the car opened, and two young officers wearing black uniforms, black high leather boots, and 1q-style military palace hats stepped out of the car.
Guard Division Commander Jia Haoyang, President Brigade Commander Heitie!
"Long live the Führer!" the soldiers roared.
"Long live the Führer!" the two officers shouted back.
Jia Haoyang pointed at the people who were kneeling together: "What's going on?"
Heitie curled his lips in disdain: "Some old people and young people came to mourn."
"Very good, very good." Jia Haoyang nodded.
As soon as he saw an officer appearing, an old Hanlin in his sixties suddenly stood up from the ground and wanted to rush forward, but before he could move, he was quickly restrained by the soldiers. The old Hanlin pointed at Jia Haoyang and Heitie and cursed:
"Everyone will punish the rebellious ministers and traitors! I am a member of the Qing Dynasty, and I will die as a ghost of the Qing Dynasty! Today you have oppressed Your Majesty, and I swear to repay you with death!"
Haoyang waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to let go of him: "Death in return is good. It turns out that the Qing Dynasty still has loyal ministers like you!"
"My loyal ministers of the Qing Dynasty are constantly being killed. How can rebellious ministers and traitors like you understand?" Old Hanlin said proudly.
"Well, we are rebellious officials and traitors, we are not as good as you." Jia Haoyang actually did not get angry at all: "I can also tell you that our situation this time is to expel Boyi."
The terrible rumor was finally verified, and in an instant, there was a lot of crying. The old Hanlin even cried so much that he beat his chest and stamped his feet. He was afraid that his parents would not cry so sadly after they died.
Jia Haoyang waited there calmly. When the crying subsided a little, he asked his subordinates to bring a bayonet and threw it at the feet of Old Hanlin with a "ding-dong" sound.
Old Hanlin was startled, not knowing what Xiao meant.
Jia Haoyang pointed at the bayonet expressionlessly: "Loyal minister, your emperor is going to be driven away by us, and you are going to die in retribution. I will not stop you, but I will help you and be loyal to your master!"
Old Hanlin and everyone were dumbfounded.
This, what is going on?
All said and done, Old Hanlin is only sixty-two years old this year. He has a lot of sons, grandsons, wives, and little wives at home. How can he die at will? According to this body pattern, he will live to be a little bit eighty years old.
There are no problems either.
It's just talk, how could you expect that this military palace would actually be taken seriously?
Jia Haoyang's face suddenly darkened: "What's the point of saying you will die or not!"
The old Hanlin was riding a tiger and couldn't get off. He didn't know where he had lost all his knowledge.
"Since you won't die, I won't force you, but you have to leave something to replace your life!" Jia Haoyang sneered: "Someone, cut off the old gentleman's pigtails!"
This made Old Hanlin stunned.
Before he could react, soldiers like wolves and tigers had already rushed over. Without any explanation, they picked up Lao Hanlin. Amidst Lao Hanlin's shouts and cries, the bayonet flashed and a braid fell to the ground.
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"Braids, my braids!"
The soldier let go, and Old Hanlin sat down on the ground, picked up the braid, and cried like he was mourning his heir.
"Who else?" Jia Haoyang's cold eyes swept over those people one by one.
There were no more cries, no more noises. Even those who were timid even touched their braids quietly.
"Mr. Jia is really interested. He still has time to play with these people." Heitie smiled.
Jia Haoyang let out a cold snort from his nose, no longer looking at the people, and strode towards the Forbidden City...
At this time, the Forbidden City was in complete chaos. Eunuchs and palace maids were running around, trying to take advantage of the chaos to steal anything valuable, but they were quickly driven to the designated location by the soldiers.
Jia Haoyang and Heitie did not go directly to expel Puyi, but went directly to a warehouse in Jianfu Palace where the Manchu treasures accumulated for hundreds of years were located.
The seal on the warehouse door is very thick and has not been opened for at least a hundred years.
The soldiers opened the seal and pushed open the heavy door. Suddenly, a treasure room appeared in front of the officers and soldiers.
They saw that the room was full of large boxes stacked to the ceiling, with Jiaqing Year seals on the boxes. No one could tell what was inside.
Jia Haoyang asked the soldiers to open a box which was full of exquisite and precious antiques and jades. He found an old eunuch to ask about it, and then he found out that this was Qianlong's favorite rarity. After Qianlong's death,
, Jiaqing sealed up all his treasures and playthings, filling them into many palace warehouses around Jianfu Palace. What the soldiers have opened now is just one of the warehouses. I heard the old eunuch said that some warehouses nearby are full of Yi utensils.
, some are all porcelain, some are all famous paintings, including many paintings painted for Qianlong by the Italian Lang Shining.
Then I came to the warehouse behind the Yangxin Hall and found many "treasure boxes," which were also the warehouse where Qianlong kept exquisite small treasures. This kind of treasure box is made of rosewood and looks like an ordinary
The bookcase opened like a staircase, and the staircase was divided into ten small grids. In each grid was a plaything, such as a Song porcelain vial, a half-inch four-book handwritten by a famous person, and a finely carved
Tooth balls, a walnut carved with ancient stories, several melon seeds engraved with poems and paintings, and an ancient Egyptian coin, etc.; in a treasure box, there are paintings, gold and stone, jades, bronzes, porcelain,
Ivory carvings, etc.; all are prepared, which are called hundreds of treasures. A small box has hundreds of kinds, and a large box has thousands of kinds.
The two military palaces and soldiers, Jia Haoyang and Heitie, were dumbfounded. Even if they had lived to this day, they could never imagine how many treasures there were in the palace even if they tried their best to think about it!
If all these treasures were replaced by Da Yang, how many divisions could be armed? Jia Haoyang and Heitie would not be able to calculate even if they counted for a year.
"There are so many treasures, and the government still has to spend four million every year to support them?" Kurogie found it unbelievable.
"Immediately send two more regiments of soldiers to take care of these things for me." Jia Haoyang pointed to the warehouses: "Anyone who comes even one step closer will be killed! Then give Hengshuai power and ask him to quickly transport these things away.
, otherwise we cannot bear the responsibility if it is lost!"
Heitie sighed: "A large part of these are national treasures. I'm afraid Hengshuai will only keep them properly and not sell them off!"
"It's a pity, it's a pity, these are all money evil!" Jia Haoyang shook his head, and then together with Heitie, he led the soldiers towards the place where Boyi and the so-called queen mothers lived.
There are already soldiers standing outside!
There was a sound of crying inside. Jia Haoyang walked closer and kicked open the door. He saw two old women crying bitterly with a child in their arms.
I guess this is the "Emperor" Boyi, the "Queen Mother Jingyi" Heyinli, and the "Empress Dowager Duankang" Hehela, right?
Jia Haoyang frowned: "Why don't you leave yet?"
"Let the emperor stay, let's go!" Harry begged Xiao with a tearful voice.
"Come here, kick them out!" Jia Haoyang, who lost his patience, yelled.
The soldiers quickly attacked the enemy.
When they saw their master being escorted out by soldiers like a bereaved dog, the crying outside the Forbidden City became even louder.
It’s just that no one wants to live or die anymore, that’s where the old Hanlin’s lesson just lay.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
"Queen Mother, Queen Mother!"
There were people crying and shouting and everything.
"Why don't you just kill him cleanly?" Jia Haoyang said unsatisfied.
Kurogie smiled and looked to the side: "This is a secret order directly from the president. Instead of killing them, we must create conditions for them to leave Beijing."
"Why?" Jia Haoyang didn't understand even more.
Kurogie shook his head: "You and I can't guess what the president is thinking. In short, all we have to do is wait patiently."
Outside the Forbidden City, Hurry, Talash, and Puyi were escorted by soldiers, turning around and walking forward, lovingly.
The only place they can go is "Beifu," which is where Boyi's biological father Zaifeng lives. Now that he has left, can he come back? Maybe he can never do it again, and maybe he can only watch from a distance forever.
The Qing Dynasty is over. The Qing Dynasty is really over from this day on. No one can save the Qing Dynasty anymore.
In fact, from the day the Manchus entered the customs, it was already destined that this day would come sooner or later.
However, all of this was achieved in the hands of the powerful president, Wang Hengyue.
But Puyi and the others still don't know that a bigger trap is waiting for them to jump into it on their own initiative!