Great Qing Dynasty talker

Chapter 182 This world is so cruel, how do you want to fight?

Li Xiaowu led a group of personal guards, landed on the boat, and rode away on horseback.

In half an hour, they arrived at Qian Mansion.

"Go and break the door."

Bang bang bang, two men came out, and they looked like Lian Jiazi.

Li Xiaowu pressed his hand directly on the handle of the knife and rushed in.

The two men were followers of the White Lotus and immediately drew out their daggers to block the way.

The rest of the guards immediately drew out their flint-haired muskets, opened the hammers, and were ready to kill at any time.

"Wait a minute, put down the dagger."

From behind the screen wall, a figure emerged, Pan Saiyun.

"Miss Pan, my master invites you."

"The invitation from Grand Official Li is something the slave family can only hope for."

"Okay, let's go then."

Pan Saiyun stopped his men and only said: "I will be back before sunset."

……

And Li Xiaowu is also cautious enough in doing things.

He hired a carriage from a nearby car dealership and drove the people to Xishan Island himself.

They also sent people to Wu County and mobilized Fan Jing, a Yamen servant under Dian Shi, to keep an eye on the Qian Mansion.

Guaranteed, no one can come in or out at will!
Silent all the way, Pan Saiyun just touched up his makeup and closed his eyes to rest his mind the rest of the time.

He didn't even open the curtain to see what was going on outside.

She was also wondering what happened.

Have you been honest so many times?No secret?Why have you turned your back on me and refused to recognize anyone?

O man!

A house on Xishan Island.

When she saw Li Yu, she quickly asked: "What did the Nu family do wrong to offend the officials? But it depends on the punishment."

"Ah, Miss Pan, it's okay, sit down quickly."

Li Yu was doing everything as usual, and even took the initiative to help untie his cloak.

Pan Saiyun was even more confused, and his tone was somewhat annoyed:
"Your men are so vicious that they scare the slaves so much that their hearts beat wildly. Isn't that what you ordered?"

……

"Is this happening?" Li Yu looked shocked, "Xiao Wu, get in here."

Li Xiaowu ran in quickly, was scolded, and left aggrievedly.

"That's really not what you meant?"

"Maybe my wife is jealous and asked him to scare you. You have to be generous!"

After saying that, Li Yu naturally helped calm his pounding heart.

"Yeah, a little faster."

"Bad man."

It’s still a familiar pattern, a familiar way of communication.

Li Yu didn't mention the topic of "when Bai Lian would start the uprising" at all, but Pan Saiyun himself mentioned that the general altar was short of food and she tried her best to transport food.

"Miss Pan has devoted herself so much to our religion, and her loyalty is commendable."

"Hurry, good times are coming soon."

"Oh?"

Seeing Li Yu's confusion, she said with a smile: "Maybe the leader has already led his troops to attack Hanyang Mansion. If we take advantage of the situation and capture Wuchang Mansion, we can advance, retreat or defend."

"Wuchang is a big city, and the treasury will definitely be full. There will be no shortage of artillery, swords, and food. The Holy Kingdom of White Lotus will come to the world."

Pan Saiyun even stood up excitedly and said seriously:
"Official, if we build a Holy Kingdom, will you join us? With your ability, the leader will definitely rely on you and you may be crowned king or marquis in the future."

"It's a pity that you are not the leader."

"Hey, how can a woman be a leader or an emperor?"

"Wu Zetian is a woman, and there is a Russian Empire in the north, and the one who governs it is a queen named Catherine, who is very beautiful."

Pan Saiyun was a little distracted, it felt so novel.

"I haven't studied for a few years."

"It doesn't matter, I can teach you how to read step by step in the future. Read more, so you won't be fooled by others, and you can understand the laws of this world."

Pan Saiyun looked at this serious man and chuckled.

"Officer, is it really okay to talk about the knowledge of saints while doing this?"

Li Yu, who was attacking, kept moving, but his eyes drifted to the window:

"If the saint does not die, the people will not be wise."

"A saint is a basket into which everything is thrown."

"I suggest that when your leader Hong passes through Shandong during the Northern Expedition in the future, you should wash the Qufu Confucius Temple with blood. If you don't wash it, I will go and wash it myself."

……

Pan Saiyun shuddered, feeling strong, hot, and unrelenting killing intent within Yue Fu.

This domineering aura is ten times stronger than that of Master Hong!
She left Xishan Island in a daze, and wrote a letter when she went back to convey Li Yu's sincerity in inviting Master Hong to meet.

Let’s discuss the plan to fight against the Qing Dynasty!

"Xiaowu, is that woman gone?"

"Yes. My lord is alone inside."

Hu Ling'er and Yang Yunjiao entered the house after knocking on the door.

"Husband, how is it?"

"Pan Saiyun was also kept in the dark, and Master Hong also deceived her."

"sure?"

"Ninety-nine percent of it is correct. Master Hong used Pan Saiyun to deliver a message to us that cannot be considered a deception. The purpose is to make us relax our vigilance and speed up the pace to be exposed together."

"They are so short of food, how can they survive?"

"It's just a few more deaths. In the eyes of the hero, human life is just a number."

Hu Linger sighed and shook her head.

Yang Yunjiao's expression was uncertain, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

……

Li Yu's prediction was good. At this time, Yunyang Prefecture in Hubei Province and the five surrounding prefectures could no longer be called the human world.

There was no smoke, no noise.

Those villages far away from the county seat are mostly in deathly silence, with tree bark gone and grass roots gone.

Everything green in the ground was dug out and eaten.

The few who stagger around must be young and strong.

The thin eyeballs are bulging and glowing green.

No one talks, and talking consumes energy.

They are like wandering ghosts prowling the wilderness.

As long as there is a hole in the field ridge, they will take turns digging it and eat the food stored by the voles, and there will be voles!

A vole hole can last a day or two.

Women, children, the old and the weak were among the first to die.

Even if they can discover the vole hole, they are still making wedding clothes for others!Maybe even the corpses can't be saved.

Older people know this, so they gave up the plan of going out.

Lying quietly on the straw couch, chewing straw mechanically in his mouth.

As a family, go to heaven together quietly.

There is nothing to miss in this world.

The person who lasted until the end struggled to get up, lit the fire, and burned everything he cared about.

There is food in the city, but it is very expensive, and the big families are reluctant to sell it.

The price of food has doubled several times in a month.

If you endure it for another half a year, you will have enough food and clothing for three lifetimes.

In Yunyang Fucheng, the concubine of a rice shop owner couldn't bear it and said:
"Sir, can you sell it to the neighbors outside the door for half a pound? It's just to accumulate some virtue for our unborn child."

If it were on a normal day, I would have to be scratched.

But now that a mother is more valuable than her son, the shopkeeper of the rice shop who is eager to ask for her son said patiently:
"Okay, you go in first. I listen to you, neighbors, please be kind."

However, it was impossible for him to sell.

Having been in business for many years, my heart has become as hard as stone.

If you wait for another two months, you can save rice and get a mountain of silver. This kind of opportunity may not happen once in a lifetime.

As for whether the ghosts in the neighborhood are still there.

He was very open-minded. At worst, he would move and go to Jiangnan to become a rich man.

As for whether he would go to hell, he was not worried at all.

The Yunyang prefect took the lead and convened a rice industry meeting.

All food shipped from other places will be temporarily withheld and will not be swallowed by you.

That is, everyone waits together and sells in an orderly manner.

In this way, everyone can earn more, wouldn’t it be wonderful?

If anyone wants to be a second-rate kid, everyone will kill him together and divide the money among them.

The shopkeeper looked at the warehouse full of white rice, put his hands on his hands and said with a smile:
"It's time to catch up."

"After this disaster, we will be the first class."

……

In fact, I also know very well who my master is.

She just wanted to have peace of mind. In this kind of world, being able to protect herself and her family was a blessing from the Bodhisattva.

Fortunately, my stomach is strong.

The old man has been childless for many years and is going crazy.

Now, as soon as he passed the door, he had a baby, and his status skyrocketed, and he was simply the old lady in the house.

In order to solve his own worries, the master even brought all seven members of his natal family to the city and found a house to raise them.

"Bring it to the master to drink."

"Hey." The maid quickly picked up a bowl of chicken soup she had just stewed.

"and many more."

"Don't forget what I said last night, don't be too thin-skinned."

The maid bowed her head and responded.

Her name is Chuntao, and she is my concubine's maternal cousin. It is of course more secure to have her own family serve her.

The chicken soup burned her mouth, so she just looked for an opportunity to dress up.He also changed into a lotus root powder jacket that the master rewarded, which showed off his waist.

"Look at the dark hole ahead, it must be the den of thieves, wait~"

"Master, let's have a bowl of chicken soup."

The shopkeeper of Midian was a little displeased when he was interrupted from his joyful performance when he saw the maid.

Suddenly the smile came up again:

"Chuntao, Madam asked you to come?"

"Yes, the chicken soup was cooked by the lady while she watched the slaves cook it."

"well."

The shopkeeper was very happy and secretly praised the concubine for marrying the right one, who would be able to have children and be good at things.

He pulled the maid and asked, "Why are you shaking?"

"Slave is cold."

The shopkeeper laughed loudly and took a look at his clothes. He was wearing such a thing in this weather. How could he not shiver?

"Go in, let me cover you up."

……

In the blink of an eye, the maid came back.

The concubine was not surprised. After looking at it carefully, she guessed it.

"What are you carrying?"

"The master rewarded me with a small bag of white rice for my slave to send home."

Concubine nodded:

"Find a buddy to accompany you. It's not safe on the road. Go back quickly."

"Hey."

"Wait a minute, I'll get you something more and hide it."

Twenty miles outside the city of Yunyang Prefecture, a house finally lit up with smoke.

The concubine was very careful. She put a few pieces of charcoal, a few pieces of salt and oil into the bag for the maid Chuntao.

After several large bowls of salty rice porridge, the dying man finally regained his vitality, hugged his head and cried with the maid.

This family is lucky!
Although some price has been paid, it is still nothing compared to keeping the whole family alive.

"Let's go back to the city quickly, it's getting dark."

The maid wiped away her tears and took out a short knife from her clothes.

She came out of the back kitchen and sharpened it.

"Brother, keep it and protect your family."

"Sister, please come back often."

The eager-eyed young man Chunshou watched the carriage leave.

After a while, several hungry villagers with green eyes came outside the fence.

They saw the smoke and smelled the food and came to grab it.

Chun Shou shouted: "Father, mother, hurry up and copy this guy."

The hoe, the dung fork, and the short knife in the young man's hand gave up the plan of several members of the grain grabbing team.

They didn't eat enough, their hands were shaking, they were flustered, and they were sweating.

If you fight like this, you will definitely suffer losses.

So they chose another way of fighting and slowly knelt down.

Look at this family with pleading eyes.

……

Yunyang Mansion, Woniu Village, Bailian General Altar.

Food rationing is implemented here, two meals per person!
The soldiers were dry and thin, and the rest of the soldiers drank two meals.

Hong Dachang even moved into the residence of ordinary believers and shared the joys and sorrows with everyone.

Two meals of porridge a day, and I was so hungry that my eyes were filled with stars.

However, he still calmly talked about the White Lotus teachings and described the great cause he wanted to do.

The believers burst into tears and were extremely pious.

Frankly speaking, Master Hong has a very strong personality.

Wearing a golden crown, he sat high among the crowd, and while talking and laughing, the Qing court was reduced to ashes.

He has gained the true loyalty of countless believers who are willing to die for him.

As for caring for ordinary believers, delivering soups and medicines, asking about welfare, performing rites for deceased family members, etc., he was involved in a series of routine practices.

And the "Musket Holy Army" into which he has poured countless hopes has gradually matured.

A total of 2500 people, each armed with a matchlock gun, were in neat formation and their morale was extremely high.

Hong Dachang could tell from their eyes that these people were not afraid of death.

The artillery was few and old.

Seeing the cannon, he thought of the guy named Li whom Jiangnan had never met before.

Mingtang is the hall responsible for the affairs of believers in the White Lotus Sect.

The hall leader came over and quietly reported the latest data:

"More than 1600 people starved to death in camps and mines in Daba Mountain. More than 700 people starved to death in camps in Yunyang Prefecture. Most of them were old, weak, women and children, but the key believers and soldiers were all saved."

"well."

Hong Dachang closed his eyes piously, clasped his hands together, and muttered something.

Familiar believers know that this is the self-created "Maitreya Awakening Sutra" recited to save those poor people.

The leader is kind-hearted and will pray like this no matter what kind of deceased he encounters.

It is said that the deceased who are blessed will enter a small paradise.

Although the higher-ups knew it was false, the believers below firmly believed it was true.

A small group of liars and a large group of fools form an extremely real small society!

……

"Yunyang Fucheng, how is the infiltration going?"

"According to your instructions, 300 loyal old brothers were sent to sneak in. When the time comes, we will work together to capture the capital."

"well."

"Leader, when will we start?"

"Wait, wait, wait."

"If you continue to wait, are you worried that you will be exposed? Yesterday the county government sent someone to ask why there are so many strange faces in our village."

"Haha, send me some money."

Hong Dachang was very disdainful. He knew best what the subordinate officials at the lowest level of the Qing court were.

They only recognize money and don't care about anything else.

When trouble breaks out, the money will return to the holy treasury.

"Master Wang, the common people are ignorant and cowardly. This is a good opportunity to convert them to us."

"Without enough suffering and anger, the fire in Jingxiang will not burn brightly."

"Besides, I don't want one of my colleagues in the east to stop working and only receive bonuses."

Hall Master Wang asked carefully:

"But that Li Yu from Suzhou Prefecture who is good at making firearms?"

"Exactly."

"Are they going to start an uprising too?"

"Holy Lady Pan sent back a letter and praised Li Yu greatly. I think this girl needs to be recalled and inject some White Lotus righteousness into her, so as not to be deceived by evil spirits."

Seeing that the leader of the church, Wang Gu, was talking about him, Hall Master Wang changed the subject knowingly.

As he left, he pulled out a small box.

"What is this?"

"The ginseng outside the customs, the leader is working hard, and he can't bear two bowls of thin porridge every day. My subordinates feel sad when they see it."

Hong Dachang took it with a smile and said:
"It is said that the ministers of the Qing court would take a piece of it when they went to court in the morning. Ginseng collects the essence of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, and can withstand hunger and replenish energy. This leader will also follow suit."

During this period of time, he really couldn't bear it anymore. After all, he was already a middle-aged man.

……

The latest decree came from the Forbidden City.

The first attempt was made to transport grain by sea, with a scale of 20 shi.

The Governor-General of Water Transport is hosting it, and the imperial envoy Qian Feng is co-organizing it. The starting point is Taicang Prefecture!

Departing from Taicang Port, the sea-going ship left the Yangtze River Estuary in half a day, merged into the Yellow Sea, and then headed north all the way to Dagokou.

Flat-bottomed canoes cannot cross the sea and withstand wind and waves.

Therefore, sea-going ships are built on the spot.

The required ship materials are provided by Anhui.The required craftsmen will be dispatched from Guangdong and Guangxi.The money required will be borne by Jiangsu.

In short, in the eyes of the emperor, the world is a game of chess.

There is also a very sensitive personnel change. Li Shiyao, Governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, will be transferred to Governor of Liangjiang with immediate effect.

The moment Li Yu saw the copy of the Di newspaper, he clenched his fists.

He realized that the blade was getting closer.

Li Shiyao is very greedy and loyal, and is keen on solving problems with force.

This guy has a keen sense of smell and will hit anyone who comes forward. Killing people in Guangdong and Guangxi is like cutting sugar cane. He beat the undercurrent of the Tiandihui and clan forces to the point of losing their temper.

The Dragon Flag of the Qing Dynasty is flying steadily on the boundary of Guangdong and Guangxi.

Even the cunning British businessmen did not get any advantage and remained stagnant. Thirteen businesses were collectively unemployed.

It has its ancestor, Li Yongfang's ruthless and cunning style!
"There is not much time left for Qianlong, and there is not much time left for us."

"Husband, do you have any ideas?"

"Hurry up and spread our salt throughout Jiangnan. If there is resistance, spend money."

"What if some people can't smash it?"

"Ah, do they think I, Li Yu, have transformed and can't lift the knife? The old rule is that the canal is so long, you can't throw it anywhere."

Hu Ling'er is responsible for the package of salt production and sales at Liangpu Salt Farm.

The accounts are independent and the personnel are independent.

The sales network is ready-made, using coal cake shops!
Free up half of the space in the coal cake shop, or expand it slightly and buy the shop next door.

The coal cake is black and the salt is white.

When customers enter the store, they see half black and half white, from black to white, which is very meaningful.

In short, the Li Daguan people of today are different from the Li Daguan people of the past.

(End of this chapter)