As soon as the military police over there opened fire, all the gangster thugs over there fell to the ground. The remaining few also ran behind the bus, hiding and not daring to show their heads.
The leader of this "People's Guard" is Xiang Xiaoqiang. The elite men under him who can really fight are the dozen or so commandos who followed him to the Qing Dynasty. Xiang Xiaoqiang dispersed them into various groups of "People's Guards".
Each important target has one or two commandos as the backbone. The radio station is the top priority. Xiang Xiaoqiang takes Snail and leads the team himself.
Xiang Xiaoqiang also knew that this improvised "People's Guard" had a nice name, but it was actually just a ragtag group. Success relied on being short and quick, and it must not offend neutral troops, otherwise it would be all over.
Xiang Xiaoqiang lay on the ground holding his head and shouted:
"Don't shoot, don't bleed! You only have two guns, and there are more than fifty of us, and each of us has a twenty-shot box gun! If we fight, you will definitely die!"
In fact, he was bluffing, and the box gun was just the backbone of the leader. However, after shouting like this, the people on his side gained some courage and started shouting too. Xiang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt a little relieved, after all, they had all been killed before.
The gangsters who have experienced blood are not sheep. It was just the first time I faced a gun, and I was just frightened.
The two military policemen on the opposite side obviously hesitated for a moment, and one of them shouted:
"What are you going to do?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang stood up on one knee, took out the envelope from his arms, held it high and said:
"His Majesty decrees that the People's Guard of the Ming Empire will be established today and take over the capital radio station! Any unit or personnel who violently obstructs the empire and prevents it from quickly restoring order and mobilizing to resist the Qing Dynasty's southern invaders will be tried by a military court for treason.
!Hey, come here to receive the imperial edict!"
Zhu Yourong wrote dozens of edicts this afternoon, which are used at times like this. Xiang Xiaoqiang distributed them to various groups of People's Guards. The difference is that this one is "Take over the Capital Radio Station", and the others are "Take over the Telephone and Telegraph Bureau"
", "Take over the police station", "Take over the official residence of the Chief Assistant", "Take over the Propaganda Department", "Take over the Ministry of Foreign Affairs", etc. As for places like the Capital Garrison Headquarters and the Army and Navy General Staff, he would not dare to go."
He did not dare to persuade Zhu Yourong to write an edict. On the one hand, it is enough for the army to remain neutral and there is no need to force him to come. On the other hand, he must really plan to take over the army. Even if Zhu Yourong is not aware of it, people like Shen Rongxuan and Zheng Gongyin
He will also regard Xiang Xiaoqiang as a careerist.
These dozens of edicts were used in places such as telegraph and telephone offices, radio stations, and government agencies that were important but not guarded by many soldiers.
The two gendarmes took the imperial edict, read it respectfully, and stared at each other blankly. This was the first time they had seen an imperial edict in the hand of the Emperor, and the first time they had touched the handwriting of Her Majesty the Queen.
But they have military orders and must guard the Capital Radio station. The two military policemen held the edict, their faces flushed with excitement, and they hesitated.
Xiang Xiaoqiang saw that he could delay no longer and shouted:
"May I have your name?"
"Me?" a military policeman said subconsciously, "My name is Zhang Fusheng."
"Zhang Fusheng, what did you swear when you joined the army? Did you say you would be loyal to the Ming Dynasty and your Majesty? Or did you say you were loyal to the chief and the cabinet?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang didn't know how soldiers in the Ming Dynasty took an oath when they enlisted in the army, or even whether they had to take an oath. He just thought that they would probably take such an oath as usual, swearing loyalty to the emperor and patriotism.
Zhang Fusheng immediately recalled in his mind the collective oath he took when he enlisted in the army and was awarded the title. It really did say "loyal to the Ming Dynasty and loyal to the Holy One", and there was absolutely no such words as "loyal to the commander and the cabinet". In fact, the oath also included "obeying orders as a priority".
The word "vocation", but now he has been brought to the word "loyalty" by Xiang Xiaoqiang.
He looked at this group of "thugs" holding sticks and wearing armbands, knowing that something was wrong, but holding the edict written by His Majesty in his hand, and recalling the oath he had sworn, he couldn't say a word for a long time.
In this case, the combination of imperial orders and violence can play the greatest role. In the past, Zhu Yourong's imperial orders were often ignored because they were not accompanied by violence. But if there was no violence from the emperor's orders, then a few policemen would
The military police can put this gang of underworld to peace. But now they have the emperor's edict in their hands. Anyone who wants to make trouble with them must weigh it carefully and don't fall on the wrong team.
Zhang Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and saw two box guns pointed at the two of him, and the rifle in his hand was also pulled away. Then the group of "thugs" swarmed in.
In the building of the radio station, announcers from several Nanjing broadcasting companies were reciting news on their respective channels, and assistants behind were preparing manuscripts.
Suddenly, there were chaotic footsteps, screams and exclamations from far to near, and a clear voice in the middle:
"Don't be afraid, everyone. We are the People's Guard of the Ming Empire. In order to restore order and defend the motherland, we take over the Capital Radio Station in the name of the people and His Majesty! Now please interrupt all channels and broadcast our manuscripts immediately!"
The radio station was successfully occupied.
…
After the war mobilization in the past few days, all military and political departments in the capital of Ming Dynasty worked overtime all night. At this time, in the capital garrison headquarters located on Changping Road, the commander of the garrison stood at the window facing the street, holding a teacup in his hand, looking down
"People's Guard" cars roared past one after another on the road, frowning and sipping tea.
"Sir," the secretary behind him urged anxiously, "You...are you really going to do this?"
The commander did not look back, but stared at the road below, took a sip of tea, and said slowly:
"We are soldiers... Soldiers must obey orders as their bounden duty. Now that we have not received an order from the chief minister, we will not care if they prevent the city from burning down."
The secretary said anxiously:
"Sir, we clearly know that the phone number at the chief minister's official residence cannot be reached!"
The commander sighed and said in a long voice:
"Oh, then... I can't control it. Soldiers must obey orders as their bounden duty... Besides, now that the war is about to begin, the duty of soldiers is to defend the country, not to maintain local security... There are police to maintain law and order, no matter what
It’s not our turn to take care of it…”
He was calm on the surface, but he kept beating the drum in his heart: There is no doubt that the following are the private armies organized by His Majesty... It seems that they are quite powerful, and what they are doing is very serious. I am afraid that the civil servants in the cabinet are
I'm about to be arrested... The phone number of the police station can't be reached, and I guess it's been captured now... I haven't been disturbed here. Firstly, they don't dare to come, and secondly, I'm afraid it's His Majesty's intention... His Majesty is hinting at me.
Don't stand on the wrong team... Yes, as long as I stand still, His Majesty's side will surely have the upper hand tonight. But how long will it last? Is that the kind of material your Majesty's pampered little girl has who has never held power for a day?
The secretary tried to figure out what he meant and asked tentatively:
"Then, should we give an order to the military police in the city and ask them to cooperate with the actions of that...that People's Guard?"
The commander chewed the tea stems and said slowly through his teeth:
"I didn't give any orders. The military police... hum, they will make the right judgment based on common sense. As for me... I didn't give any orders."
…
Although Xiang Xiaoqiang estimates that the police department also wants to sit on the fence, the police agency is not a relatively independent organization like the army after all. It is too dependent on the government and can easily be transferred out by a certain department or official in the cabinet to suppress it with just a phone call.
.
Therefore, the strongest "People's Guard" was arranged to occupy the police headquarters. Although it was night and there should be few people in the police station, Xiang Xiaoqiang still assigned more than 70 people to this team, with two
A Thompson submachine gun and a dozen box guns.
After Xiang Xiaoqiang led his team to successfully occupy the radio station, he left his most trusted Snail to lead his men to guard it. He drove to the Telephone and Telegraph Office in a car and established the general headquarters here.
Now, the telephone numbers of the police station, the official residence of the Chief Minister, the Propaganda Department, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Ministry of Interior and other government departments have been cut off. They cannot communicate with each other horizontally, but they can still call the telegraph and telephone office. Soon, the Police Headquarters
Here, Li Gensheng called and said that the police headquarters had been successfully occupied. More than a dozen police officers surrendered and surrendered. The gun warehouse was opened and the seized long and short firearms were being shipped out one after another and distributed to various People's Guard units to continuously strengthen their strength.
Soon, calls came from various police stations and they were successfully occupied.
"very good!"
Xiang Xiaoqiang was very satisfied and encouraged them. He thought to himself: As expected, the police are not like soldiers and have no intention of risking their lives.
…
In the conference room of the official residence of the Chief Minister, several core members of the cabinet were meeting to discuss the current issue of using the student movement to confront the royal family, the possibility of a real offensive by the Northern Qing Dynasty, and the respective attitudes of Britain and Japan to avoid the possibility of war.
But just now the secretary rushed in and asked them to listen to the radio. Now they were listening blankly to the hiss of the cabinet radio in the corner mixed with the male voice of the announcer. The announcer was supposed to broadcast the news every night.
Now I am chanting in an emotionless tone:
"...Therefore, the People's Guard of the Ming Empire requires all citizens to keep a cool head at this time of life and death, assist us in restoring national order, assist our heroic army in recruiting and preparing for war, defend our Ming Dynasty, and defend our great motherland. We
We must unite closely around His Majesty, and we believe that she can lead us through difficult moments, out of the darkness, until victory, until peace and happiness come again... His Majesty calls on us to obey our troops at this critical moment and to
Assist our army. Your Majesty also believes in the loyalty of our army, believes in their sacred oath, and believes in the traditional character of loyalty and patriotism of the Ming army... Your Majesty is proud that she can have such a loyal army..."
Several ministers listened blankly, and even the secretary who rushed in to report to them also stood blankly at the door, listening to the broadcast and analyzing the meaning conveyed by the sentences.
Fang Hongru, the chief minister, took a trembling sip of tea and spilled the tea all over his pants. But he didn't care and said in a trembling voice:
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is trying to win over the army... She... She is gossiping to those gangsters... It's really unreasonable!... Can't the garrison headquarters still be contacted?"
The secretary said with a grimace:
"It hasn't worked. Maybe the telephone exchange has fallen into their hands."
The radio hissed and continued with an emotionless male voice:
“...However, for the small group of die-hards and careerists who regard the Constitution, the people, and Your Majesty as nothing, our fearless People’s Guards have arrested them, and they will be sent to military courts and severely punished.
Sanctions... For those who still have illusions, we advise them to see clearly the general trend and the power of the people, and never stand on the opposite side of the people. Being an enemy of the people will never end well...
…Now that our fearless People’s Guard has taken over the capital on behalf of the people and His Majesty, the capital no longer belongs to that small group of diehards and careerists, but has returned to the hands of the people…”
"It's over..."
Fang Hongru fell down on the sofa, his face ashen.
Foreign Minister Xu Yuanzhen gritted his teeth, stood up and said:
"I don't believe that a bunch of rogues and scoundrels can do such a good job! If you can't get through on the phone, then prepare a car and we won't go there in person?"
Fang Hongru sighed:
"Forget it, don't be delusional. Now that the radio stations and telephone exchanges have been occupied, they are already playing this kind of stuff. Are they still going to let you drive around? There must be people blocking the door right now..."
Suddenly another secretary ran in and said breathlessly:
"They...they've come in! They've reached the second floor!"
…
In the courtyard of the official residence of the Chief Minister and the lobby on the first floor, a large group of people wearing big-brimmed hats and raising their hands were already standing. These are the Ministry of Internal Affairs police. Different from ordinary police, they are responsible for protecting important government institutions, which is equivalent to the future generations.
The Armed Police Internal Security Forces. But now they have all been disarmed without exception, and not one of them even resisted. The radio in the hall is still broadcasting the speech of the People's Guard. Before that, these Ministry of Internal Affairs police officers had gathered here to listen
After thinking about it for a while, I have now reached my own judgment and made a wise choice.
Second floor corridor.
Messy footsteps echoed in the corridor. Dozens of People's Guards wearing bright yellow armbands and holding box guns strode forward. Officials, secretaries and guards in the corridor dangled on both sides with frightened expressions on their faces.
Questions came one after another in the corridor:
"Do you support His Majesty or the Cabinet? Tell me quickly!"
"I...I support His Majesty..."
"Okay, stand downstairs! Do you support His Majesty or the Cabinet?"
"Support Your Majesty!"
"Stand downstairs! Do you support His Majesty or the Cabinet?"
"Support... support His Majesty..."
"Go and stand downstairs! Do you support His Majesty or the Cabinet?"
"Bah! Scholars can be killed but not humiliated. Since ancient times in China, scholar-bureaucrats have ruled the world together with the emperor. You fascists..."
"Okay, the People's Guard will arrest you now, raise your hands! Do you support His Majesty or the Cabinet?"
"I support His Majesty..."
…
"boom!"
The door of the conference room at the end of the corridor opened. Several core cabinet ministers were sitting calmly inside, drinking tea. A dozen "People's Guards" swarmed in.
Fang Hongru, the First Assistant Minister, took a sip of tea and said calmly:
"What's the difference between what you do and Qinglu?"
More than a dozen people didn't speak, they were all stunned.
Fang Hongru put down the teacup heavily and shouted in a deep voice:
"This minister asks you, if you did such a thing today, what will be the difference between our Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty from now on? What is the difference between Zhu Yourong and the fake Emperor Guangwu of the Qing Dynasty! ... We old guys are very old.
, It doesn’t matter if she dies a day early, but how will she, Zhu Yourong, meet the late emperors of the Ming Dynasty in the future!"
"Master Fang, let me tell you the difference!" A voice came in from outside, and then everyone moved out of the way, and a young man came in, it was Xiang Xiaoqiang, "If it is fake Qing, these elders will be arrested now.
If captured and imprisoned, the family property of the bosses will be confiscated, and their wives, children, grandchildren, and clan members will also be captured and killed. As for a few adults, they will be on the market in a few days, and then their heads will be hung on the walls of Beijing! But here is
Daming! Your Majesty is also a generous and benevolent king. Your Majesty personally confessed that several elders have worked hard for the Ming Dynasty for half a lifetime and have made great achievements. Now they are getting older. It is time to retire and return to their hometowns to enjoy a peaceful old age. Your Majesty will bestow gifts to these elders.
The generous gifts from people have allowed several elders to return to their hometowns in glory and enjoy wealth and wealth. As for the future of the Ming Dynasty, let the elders see what the young people do."
After saying these words, several ministers looked at each other, and the color slowly returned to their faces. They originally thought that His Majesty launched this coup so badly that as the defeated party, several people had no chance of survival. Several old Donglin
The Party was about to unleash all the energy it had accumulated over a lifetime in book business, to regard death as if it were home, and to denounce traitors. Who knew that not only was Zhu Yourong not prepared to take their lives, but he also left them with a peaceful and wealthy old age. For a time, several old men thought in their hearts
I have so many thoughts that I am speechless.
Xiang Xiaoqiang looked at them and thought: This is fine. Now that the war is gathering, these decrepit Donglin Party must not be suitable. I wonder how Zhu Yourong will arrange the next cabinet? One thing is for sure. Facing the pressure of the Beiqing Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty
A hawkish cabinet is needed.
…
Well, the official residence of the chief and assistant ministers, the most important place in the entire capital and the last target, has been captured. Xiang Xiaoqiang ordered the "People's Guard" to escort several ministers home and strictly "protect" them.
Then, he opened the window and took a deep breath of the cold air.
Now, the capital of Ming Dynasty is in my hands.
Xiang Xiaoqiang pressed his chest, and inside there was a check for 1 million Mingyang. Zhu Yourong wrote it to him personally, and it was the Queen's own bank account. Of the 1 million, 500,000 went to Xiaoqiang himself, and 500,000 was given to him to form the People's Guard.
In other words, he now has a huge sum of 500,000 yuan and a newly formed but very promising political armed force.
500,000 mingyang, if gold is used as the conversion medium, is equivalent to 62 million yuan in later generations. For one person, this is a truly huge sum of money.
He looked at the city with lights outside the window, and suddenly he seemed to be dissatisfied with such a small amount of money. Xiang Xiaoqiang suddenly had a crazy idea: he didn't want to hand over the city. This feeling of control was so wonderful.
But it only took a few seconds for him to wake up. There were so many policemen, gendarmes, and even the People's Guard. Their loyalty was not to me, Xiang Xiaoqiang, but to the Emperor of Heaven, Zhu Yourong. In addition, there were Dongchang, Navy and Army in Nanjing.
The General Staff, the Imperial Guards, and the anti-aircraft troops standing guard at the artillery positions... There are still 100,000 garrisons surrounding Nanjing. Now, they are all loyal to Zhu Yourong.
Unfortunately, it is only a temporary control.
Xiang Xiaoqiang closed his eyes and took a deep breath of air-conditioning, indulging in this temporary sense of control.