Outside a village near the port outside the city of Guangzhou, villagers drove buffaloes away the galloping convoy. The convoys were all large four-wheeled carriages in Western style. They drove through slightly undulating mountain roads. The spring shock absorbers at the bottom of the car made a squeaking moan. The carriages swayed like boats and passed the villagers and buffaloes.^^Go to read the latest novel^

Watching the convoy drive into the mountain road covered by bamboo forests, looking at a corner of the eaves exposed in the mountains from afar, a farmer asked, "Who is the manor Zhang in the mountains now? It's so loud every time."

"I don't know, the courtyard wall is very high, and I don't know how many dogs I have raised inside. The guards are standing guard with foreign guns. Anyway, they are rich." An old farmer lit up the dry tobacco and started smoking.

This manor is located in a bamboo forest on a low mountain. Even the villagers around him don’t know the reality of the situation. But if they have the chance to go in and take a look, they will probably sit on the ground, because they will never dream of such a luxurious place.

Mr. Zhang, who fled to the Qing Dynasty, was originally an official of the court. The place was well built. The owner behind him decorated the courtyard again, which was completely magnificent with Chinese and Western styles. For example, the large open-air swimming pool in the backyard was brought in from the mountain springs. It was extremely clear and cool all year round. The entire pool was made of white marble. Swimming inside it gives the feeling of floating among the clouds in the sky.

At this moment, the swimming pool was singing and singing. A Chinese man was laughing and chasing two beauties in the deep spring water. These two beauties were wearing only breast pockets. What was even more surprising was that one was a white man and the other was a woman with black skin. There was a little maid standing next to the water, holding a wooden plate floating on the water, and there were delicious wine and food inside. It was a life like a god.

At this moment, leather shoes rang on the shore of the swimming pool, and several people walked over, just laughing at the beautiful scenery in the swimming pool, but did not interrupt. The leading young man sat carelessly on the chair beside the swimming pool. He looked at the various foods on the small table next to him, pushed away the big smoke bounce pressed on it with gems, picked up a bunch of grapes and ate it. His treacherous eyes looked at the scene in the swimming pool through the black sunglasses placed on the bridge of his nose. Who is Zhao Kuo, the emperor of the Song Dynasty?

"Your Majesty, why are you here in person?" The man in the swimming pool saw who came, swam to the shore with surprise, threw his wet braid behind his head, and took a bath towel with a smile and sat on the chair next to Zhao Kuo.

"Mr. Song, how about those two Western beauties? Do you like it?" Zhao Kuo pointed to the alien sister in the swimming pool and smiled.

"It's very interesting, although it's a little ugly than ours." Mr. Song and Zhao Kuo laughed together.

"Your Majesty. Why did you come to meet the villain in person today? I thought it was the little monkey or Mr. Hu Qian? I was so flattered." Mr. Song finished laughing and said seriously.

Zhao Kuo smiled and handed the smoke gun on the table to Mr. Song. He also opened the matchbox himself and lit the fire for him. He smiled and said, "Don't you thank you for sending me the information on the land? There are still some things to discuss."

This Mr. Song is not Putuo Peak. Because Putuo Peak is not a person. It is a small group.

These people may not be officials. But any member of this small group can walk sideways in the Qing Dynasty, Fujian and Zhejiang areas. When you see a beautiful girl, you will just pull on the carriage and leave. The same is true for an official wife;

Even in the Song Dynasty, they almost walked sideways. Zhao Kuo used the navy to escort their opium fleet. He fought to replace the escort of the Manqing navy near their ports; and even wrote a fake imperial edict to them as required by their local government.

In return, various information and memorials of the Qing Dynasty. Whatever the governor of Fujian and Zhejiang could see, Zhao Kuo could see.

This mutually beneficial relationship began with the rescue of Xiaodaohui in Xiamen.

From that incident, Qing Qing officials on the coast found that this long-haired leader was unusual and not very aggressive. Apart from commercial smuggling, they were not interested in control of the coastal power. In which lifetime did this be the righteous bandit who was cultivated?

For the Qing officials, if the rebel army attacks you, civil servants cannot get money and military officers cannot save their lives; and if there are rebels around but they do not hit you, then you can make a fuss about military spending. Civil and military officials make money together to survive. This kind of good thing only happens next to Zhao Kuo.

Zhao Kuo also quickly discovered that many big figures from his neighbors came here to smuggle opium. After all, the Qing Dynasty officials were the main consumers of this thing. What's the fun of life if you have money or not?

Through the opium trade, Zhao Kuo quickly got in touch with a small circle. The transaction principle is that if I don’t beat you, you won’t beat me, I will use intelligence, you will get promoted and make money. If you need to join forces to cheat Xianfeng, pretending to be a powerful illusion of suppressing bandits along the coast. When the other party cannot be bragged too much, otherwise Xianfeng will let them attack Haijing at sea, and both sides will be dumbfounded.

Soon, driven by interests, those who wanted to make a fortune and those who wanted to be promoted, and those who were on the mountain squeezed in. The people of the small group gradually grew stronger and the network of relationships became even more terrifying. The upper-class figures in the coastal officialdom and the Guangdong thief Zhao Kuo soon had a nest of snakes and rats, and only Xianfeng was kept in the dark.

Mr. Song is the nephew of a great man, the follower of the young master, the contact person of both parties, and the old friend of Zhao Kuo, so he was not very restrained in front of Zhao Kuo, and this scholar was loyal to the emperor and patriotism--there is no need to be polite to the rebel leader, so in front of the long-haired emperor, Shi Shi was lying on the recliner chair by the swimming pool to pick up opium.

"This time there are three things to discuss with your Putuo Peak. We must advance and retreat together," Zhao Kuo didn't care at all when he saw Mr. Song. He liked these Qing dynasties: "The first is that I want to fight Annan, the second is that Britain and France have to change their appointments to admit the Song Dynasty. The third is that the group of bastards in the Hunan Army."

"I heard that the Governor of Yunnan and Guizhou has rushed to report Annan Side's letter of help to Xianfeng. This depends on the meaning of Xianfeng. Annan has always praised the Qing Dynasty for tribute. This is a matter of etiquette and national prestige. We are not easy to speak, but when we say it, why did you attack Annan? Why are you not attentive to rebel? "Mr. Song was smoking opium, his face flushed, and his words were floating.

"This is what the British and French have to ask me to fight, and I can't do it." Zhao Kuo pinched a grape and gritted his teeth.

"Actually, isn't it said that foreigners have to admit you? Xianfeng must be angry to death." Mr. Song let go of his cigarette mouth and took a long breath in the air, as if his whole body was about to dissipate: "Young masters and the adults asked me to congratulate you. If the foreigners are really you, Xianfeng will definitely have no financial and military strength to deal with you and the foreigners at the same time."

As he said that, Mr. Song seemed to remember something nervous. He supported himself and asked Zhao Kuo: "By the way, foreigners will admit that the three provinces will give you? Don't want to be an emperor? "

Zhao Kuo looked at him and sneered, "Foreigners give me these places. To be honest, I am a foreigner's follower. I have told you before. The reason why I don't acquire land on the coast of Fujian and Zhejiang is that you have a trading port and there are foreigners in it. I dare not offend foreigners. But if the foreigners have three provinces, then these three provinces will no longer be from the Qing Dynasty. How powerful are foreigners. You stand with me and foreigners together, and we can make a fortune together. We will be a legitimate neighbor and a family in the future, hehe." "Cunning. Selling the country for glory." Mr. Song pointed to Zhao Kuo and smiled, "But you were rebels, but now you only take three provinces in the world. The cheap Xianfeng is really a righteous thief."

Zhao Kuo laughed loudly, and Mr. Song thought for a while and said, "It is definitely not enough for foreigners to ask for it, but we can beat the edge drum and tell Xianfeng what would happen if we don't satisfy foreigners, if we want to fight with foreigners. You must know that foreigners will have a dispute on the southeast coast. Now let's not talk about Fujian, just talking about Shanghai is because Changmao occupied Jiangning (Nanjing). The canal transport route was interrupted and it could only be transported to the north through Shanghai. One is million stones of canal rice per year; the other is Shanghai tariffs and lijin (domestic trade taxes) millions of taels per year; the former is the supply of grain from Beijing; the latter is the military expenditure of the Jiangnan camp! Once the war starts in Shanghai, the Qing Dynasty will inevitably fall into a two-sided battle, with neither money nor food! Either foreigners die or grow hair dies. Even if Xianfeng is a fool, he will not fight with foreigners; even if the war starts, we will not fight with foreigners on the coast. If it fights, it will be over!"

"Very good, then you guys beat the drum. In short, it makes foreigners a little scary. Maybe I will send envoys to you in two days." Zhao Kuo said with a smile.

"It is probably difficult to admit you in Song Dynasty, but he has no choice but to deal with you," said Mr. Song.

"Yes, aren't it that the bastards of Luo Bingzhang of the Hunan Army calling me Shi Jingtang? They want to practice foreign gun teams, and they want all provinces to block me, and they want you to recruit pirates to harass my maritime trade." Zhao Kuo said.

"Their bastards were made by Zuo Zongtang." Mr. Song cursed: "They had one seal and two officials in the Hunan officialdom, and Zuo Zongtang was manipulated by Luo Bingzhang. But we were very angry. They actually alluded to us that we were not effective in suppressing bandits! Isn't this nonsense? The Hunanese are fucking the bullshit when we are on the coast! Without us giving them money and food, and arms, they fucked them."

"Then kill them, how about it?" Zhao Kuo stared at Mr. Song with his eyes hidden under his sunglasses and said with a ferocious smile.

However, Mr. Song did not answer this question. He sucked opium. When he recalled the discussion - it was that the adults were very unhappy that they were said to be a good meal, slandered himself for being a bandit suppression, and were rumored to be greedy for military expenses, but they were not lacking Hunanese. It really killed Hunanese. Who would fight for the Qing Dynasty? Not to mention Zhao Kuo, Yang Xiuqing might go directly to Shanghai, Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Who would cry at that time? The best way to get the Hunanese to slap, but they still have to keep these watchdogs. The best situation is to maintain the status quo.

"Rules are set by people. If anyone breaks the rules in the fuck, we will not let them go. Zuo Zongtang breaks the rules. We have a situation. Zuo Zongtang breaks the rules in Hunan and comes to us to break the rules. We plan to join hands with Guan Wen to impeach Zuo Zongtang's inferior officials and one official and two seals." Mr. Song hummed coldly.

"Why are you breaking the rules in Hunan? Why are you getting the official article in again?" Zhao Kuo asked.

It turned out that this incident involved a green camp general in Hunan. Fan Xie was the general of Yongzhou Town of the Qing army. Zuo Zongtang said that he never rode a horse when he went out. He had to sit in a sedan chair if he wanted to put on a civilian official's chart. He was also full of energy and weighed nearly 250 yuan. The sedan chair was as heavy as a huge rock. Four people could not lift it, and eight people had to carry it. This shows that this person was self-aware of not riding a horse. The horse was crushed to death directly.

General Fan was investigated by Zuo Zongtang.

The first thing was to get an empty salary. General Fan had more than 2,000 soldiers, distributed everywhere and stayed in Yongzhou City. There were more than 400 nominally, but the actual force was less than 300. However, among these more than 200 officers and soldiers, more than 100 were taken away by General Fan to do private work for him. What are the chefs, water cargours, gardeners, snack makers, barbers, and sedan chairmen. They are all officers and soldiers of the regular army. Therefore, there are only a few dozen officers and soldiers who serve as military affairs in the prefecture city.

This means that if the rebel armed forces hit Yongzhou, General Fan could only use dozens of people to resist.

The second thing is that this adult not only earned a vacant salary, but also embezzled and misappropriated. All the daily expenses in other places were spent on military expenses, and all servants were found by soldiers - they were the backers and the boss was used as a steward for him, and he used the military salary to buy silk. The officer's salary was used to build a house.

Why do so many officers from the Eight Banners Green Camp Hunan Army not investigate and specifically investigate General Fan?

That's because Master Zuo and General Fan formed a private hatred.

The cause is very funny. The square-shaped Zuo Shiye was too arrogant, while the round General Fan was not very smooth.

One day, Fan Xie went to Changsha to meet with Master Futai. Futai asked him to meet with the master Zuo Zongtang, who was sitting next to him. General Fan did not know the pros and cons, so he did not pay his respects when he met his master. He also made a rumor: "I am the second-rank general of the court, how can I pay my respects to your fourth-rank assistant?" Zuo Zongtang was furious and jumped up and kicked General Fan with his feet. He also cursed loudly: "Bastard, get out."

General Fan was clumsy and had bad eloquence. He didn't resist and withdrew with shame and anger.

Think about it, who was the clean official of the Qing Dynasty? Zuo Zongtang wanted to make a general, but it was not a lot of black materials to copy them. In addition, Luo Bingzhang didn't even look down on memorials, and it was all his drafting ground. Zuo Zongtang used the black materials to impeach Fan Xie for a few days.

Soon after, under the imperial edict, Fan Xie was dismissed from his post and returned to his hometown.

Now Fan Xie understands that the handle of the knife is far worse than the pen holder.

Fan Xie endured humiliation and took his whole family back to his former residence in Zitong Lane, Enshi City. He built a two-story ground corner building on the side of the main house, and wrote the six words "bastard, get out" that Zuo Zongtang called him, and placed under the sign of the ancestors' gods at home, called the "Shutdown Card". From then on, he hired a large sum of famous teachers to teach his two sons, and did not allow his two sons to go downstairs, and put on women's clothes for his sons, and set up family rules: "Take a scholar to study and take off his women's clothes; pass the juren, take off his women's clothes; pass the Jinshi, burn and wash the insult card, and tell his ancestors not to be guilty."

Just looking at how General Fan abused his son, you can tell how much grudge it is. Moreover, General Fan’s family also has people. He is a relative of the fifth concubine’s wife of the governor of Huguang.

Wen, a Manchu University No. Servant, has long been unhappy with Zuo Zongtang, a master, who is domineering. Now that he has been slandering people, who can tolerate them?!

You Zuo Zongtang can punish you, my fifth concubine's relatives, and I can also cure you Zuo Zongtang's black materials!

The black materials of official documents are also very powerful:

The first charge is that Zuo Zongtang is a "bad curtain", that is, a bad aide. The specific manifestation is arrogance, domineering, overstepping power and interfering in politics, and the crime is extremely evil.

The second charge is called "one seal and two officials". This is easy to understand. That is to say, there is only one Governor's Seal in Hunan, but two Governors are using it, one is the real Governor Luo Bingzhang, and the other is the fake Governor Zuo Zongtang.

Both charges were true, but Guan Wen did not expect that Zuo Zongtang would attack the coastal provinces incompetent, and asked him to find a group of Allied troops, who wanted to howl and support Guan Wen. Of course, there was also an Allied troops--the long-haired leader Zhao Kuo.

"If you want to impeach him, you can find me any materials. It's okay to fight. I will destroy the power of the Hunan Army." Zhao Kuo chewed a grape and swallowed it with red wine. He said, "I'll give you two more points. Zuo Zongtang said that I'm powerful and rely on the foreign gun team. Now their Hunan Army also needs to practice. Is foreigners' things powerful? This is a fucking traitor! Our war tests are loyal and patriotic ethics, not those strange things about foreigners! In addition, you go and give a sassy to the Xianfeng buddies: The Hunan Army is here.

How many people are there? They are all Han people! They are not Manchus. If they become a foreign gun team, who is the world? Ah? Does the Hunan Hunan Army have political awareness? This is clearly trying to rebel!! Second, the Hunan Army is not on the coast, and we do business with foreigners on the coast. There is no way. Hunan is in the inland. If he wants to practice foreign gun team, he must invite foreigners to Hunan! Zuo Zongtang clearly wants to lead the wolf into the house and bring foreigners into the inland. This is a completely traitor who colludes with foreigners! Does he have any ancestors?"

"Gao! I deserve to be the future emperor of the three provinces." Mr. Song laughed and said, "We invite some great scholars to criticize them! Damn, have you read the books of sages into the dog's belly? I'll go get paper and write them down later."

"No need, I'll write it for you." Zhao Kuo smiled and took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Mr. Song: "There is a third point inside, which denounces the harm of foreign goods such as opium and clocks. The former is a poison that poisons the body, and the latter is a strange and lustful technique that poisons the spirit. The ban must not be opened. The ban means that the country will be destroyed!"

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness, but the third point is that we must not be able to open the ban. If the ban is opened, it is not smuggling. Who will stuff us money? We are not fools!" Mr. Song smiled with a gun. Zhao Kuo pinched his fingers with satisfaction, and with a horse's neigh, a maroon-red tall horse was led over. Mr. Song was also surprised to see the horse, and stood up and walked over to touch the horse's head, turning his head and asked, "Is this also Western?"

"Yes, Mongolian horses have good endurance, but they are thin. This Arabian horse looks beautiful, taller than people, has a good sprint, and rides like a god. I used my connection to intercept it at the port. This was originally a first-class horse that a Frenchman wanted to send to the Shanghai Racecourse, and he got 10,000 taels of silver." Zhao Kuo explained with a smile.

"Are you going to do this?" Mr. Song guessed what the owner meant, but he still asked politely.

"I heard that your prince likes horses, this is my little gift to him." Zhao Kuo smiled.

"Oh, you're so polite! The master will definitely be so happy when he sees it!" Mr. Song sat down with a smile on his face, happier than before. He held Zhao Kuo's hand and said, "You are most worried about attacking Annan now. The court will react. Don't worry, I have an idea: You can shoot a shot from Jiangxi and make some moves. I'll go back and the memorial at the Putuo Summit said that Jiangning Changmao and you are going to attack Jiangsu and Zhejiang. The Hunan Army should pay attention to the Yangtze River Basin! For the time being, only the Hunan Army has the strength to attack you. As for Yunnan and Guizhou, Raodian is a man of people, not very familiar with it, and it is not convenient to help."

"Raodian doesn't want to fight. He is crying for poverty. If there were no Beijing's strict orders, Yunnan and Guizhou would not send troops. You can hold back the Hunan Army for me and say that foreigners are scaring Xianfeng. Just don't let him stand up for Annan." Zhao Kuo smiled.

"What? Raodian is also doing business with you? The officialdom over there is full of power." Mr. Song was stunned for a moment.
Chapter completed!