Great Qing Dynasty talker

Chapter 332 You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder! Come on, let's hurt each other
The Admiral of the Nine Sects is a noble son of the Shangsan Banners. He is a former imperial guard and has a simple and rough style of doing things.

When he gave an order, the people below dared not disobey.

Although other government offices felt that this was inappropriate, they did not dare to raise any objections.

I can only blame the men in Nancheng for not being able to wear neat clothes. It is unsightly and annoying.

When the Viscount Ma saw it, he thought we were really poor.

……

The officials in the capital may not know Saxon well, but they know Qianlong very well.

The emperor values ​​face more than anything else. If anyone loses his job, his career will be over.

The "cleanup operation" lasted for 2 days.

All the yamen were mobilized, and after a lot of effort, a clean and peaceful Sijiu City was finally created. The streets are basically clean, there are basically no beggars, and the atmosphere is basically in place.

however,
Tens of thousands of "beggars" who had been driven out of the city gathered outside Yongding Gate, begging hard and unwilling to leave.

Tan Ma keeps sending back messages:

"Report~ Viscount Ma is still three days away from Chaoyang Gate."

"Report~ Viscount Ma is still three days away from Chaoyang Gate."

One hundred thousand hot!
The Admiral of the Nine Gates was so anxious that he had blisters on his lips, and several times he thought about using the cavalry to rush away the gangsters outside Yongding Gate.

However, he didn't dare!
At such a festive moment, if he dared to turn Yongding Gate into a slaughterhouse, Qianlong would throw his whole family to Ninggu Pagoda to stay there for the rest of his life.

finally,
After some guidance from an expert, he spent 500 taels to buy a clever plan from a young master from Shaoxing who had served three governors and two ministers who were unemployed in Beijing.

……

On the tower of Yongding Gate.

The officers looked at the gong and stood at the crenel and shouted:
"Young and old men, please rest assured, aunties. The imperial court did not drive you away for nothing. Now you are all going to Pangezhuang. When you get there, you will have three meals a day, two rations, one ration, and three meals a day. You can come back after ten days and a half. ”

The effect is surprisingly good!

Tens of thousands of people in Wuyangyang all went south.

The nine admirals exclaimed happily, these 500 taels are worth it! In terms of bad character, he must be the Shaoxing master. The banner people cannot come up with such an idea!

"Master, what if these stinky beggars arrive at Pangezhuang and find out that they have been cheated?"

"We walked to Pangezhuang on an empty stomach, a total of 80 miles. Will they come back?"

The soldier was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up.

He had been on the battlefield and knew what an 80-mile march was like. He gave a thumbs up:
"My master is smart. Even if I can beg for food all the way back, this will free up enough time."

The nine admirals laughed loudly,

Thinking of that scene makes me feel interesting, and I wish I could put aside the burden of defense and ride to Pangezhuang to see the excitement.

……

60 miles south of the capital,
On the city wall of Daxing County, the magistrate stared dumbfoundedly at the crowd of beggars in the distance, moving from north to south.

"What the hell is going on? Is the Beggar Gang in Zhili going to start an uprising?"

No one could answer. The government officials arrested a few beggars and tortured them before they understood what was going on.

The county magistrate was so angry that he hated the infantry commander's office a hundred times.

However, he didn't dare to say it.

As the saying goes: If you have misfortune in three lives, the magistrate will be attached to Guo. This is his misfortune.

This dumb loss must be endured! Also keep a smile on your face.

But this person is worthy of being a second-ranked Jinshi. He is smart and flexible, and he came up with a clever plan in just one hour.

"Someone is coming."

"Whoo."

"Go to Pangezhuang and beat the gong and tell these people that they heard wrongly. You have to go to Jiaogezhuang to get food and accommodation! Yes, that is Jiaogezhuang."

Jiaoge Village is in Fangshan.

Therefore, the magistrate's move was to kick the ball and lead the huge crowd to Fangshan County next door.

He is sure,
The county magistrate of Fangshan could only jump in and curse, and then imitate himself.

……

After half an hour,

He suddenly slapped his forehead and thought of a key question.

These beggars must not be able to walk from the capital to here, and they are in trouble.

"Gather the gentry of the county, call on them to donate some grain, go to the west to open a porridge factory, and give each of these people a bowl of gruel. Don't overdo it. Remember what I said, just a bowl of gruel."

A bowl of gruel can keep you going for half a day.

It can ensure that beggars leave the country without wasting food, and the battery life is just right.

wonderful! wonderful!
The county magistrate hummed a ditty proudly. He felt that with his talents, he was more than enough to be the governor of Zhili. What he lacked was just a noble person.

"The ancients were honest and did not bully me. A thousand-mile horse often existed but a bole did not always exist."

This farce cannot be seen in Sijiucheng anyway.

Everyone is focusing on one thing:

"The Saxon mission has finally arrived in Beijing."

……

"Dear Viscount and your entourage, please change horses."

Faced with the request for interpretation from the Lifan Yuan, Hong Renhui, the translator of the mission, was a little puzzled:
"Why don't you take the sedan chair? I think this one is quite comfortable."

"It's sunny and sunny today, and tens of thousands of people in the capital want to see your envoy's grace."

Macartney nodded, feeling that this suggestion was reasonable.

He was wearing a velvet sky-blue satin tuxedo, white breeches, and a black beaver hat. He was riding a black horse and waving frequently.

Dozens of attendants were also in formal attire and in high spirits.

Two of the military attaches, judging from the colors of their military uniforms, one is a Royal Navy officer and the other is an Army officer.

Jingqi’s eyes were opened.

For a big event like today, all flag officers with some status must be present.

They looked at this group of strange-looking barbarians with yellow hair and blue eyes, and talked about them one after another.

suddenly,

Someone shouted:

"What a fool, I suddenly understand why the price of tea has increased so outrageously."

"What?"

"The imperial court rewarded these birdies with tea leaves."

A group of people around him said that it made sense. The more they thought about it, the more reasonable it became. For a time, their doubts about Jiangnan's victory were greatly reduced.

……

Among the crowd, two monks stood quietly.

One of them has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, a shiny bald head, and the aura of an eminent monk. The man next to him is tall and strong, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and has the temperament of a warrior monk.

These two people are Jia Xiaozhen and Monk Miekong.

Of course, they should now be called Monk Wu Zhen and Monk Mie Kong.

In Jia Xiaozhen's words, it is necessary to have a fancy name when going out to do things.

Wu Zhen is obviously more in line with the Buddhist temperament.

They watched Macartney and his party slowly enter the Chaoyang Gate surrounded by a large group of Eight Banners soldiers, and felt reassured.

Monk Wu Zhen raised his right palm and chanted the Buddha's name.

Several banner aunts nearby who claimed to be Buddhists quickly started to recite Amitabha.

One of the young and beautiful flag girls took a peek and saw the monk standing upright, with clear eyes, regular features, and a confident and gentle expression.

His eyes are not squinting, and he is full of the "integrity" of a monk.

"Dare you ask Master for his Dharma name?"

"The little monk's Dharma name is untrue!"

"Believing girl, Guo Luoluo and Fei Yang are from Banner. May I ask Master Wuzhen, which temple does he hold his business in?"

……

Wu Zhen looked at the noisy crowd with deep eyes:
"The young monk travels all over the world and only does three things in his life: writing poems, worshiping Buddha, and alms."

The flag girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and she felt that the monk in front of her was fresh and refined, with a very special temperament.

After hesitating for a long time, he asked in a low voice:

"Master, where are you from?"

"Where my heart is at ease is my hometown."

"Master, does he have a place to live in Beijing?" "Not yet."

"The letter girl knows an ancient temple in the capital. I can introduce the master to place the order temporarily."

"So, thank you very much."

Wu Zhen turned his head, smiled and nodded.

At this moment, spring blossoms.

The flag girl lowered her eyes and asked the maid to take out some money in order to give some money.

But he was declined by Monk Wu Zhen with one sentence: "This young monk loves nothing outside of himself the most in his life. Female donor, you are destined to be a Buddha."

……

Monk Miekong remained silent on the sidelines.

Since leaving Hanyuan Temple in Suzhou Prefecture, his monastic temperament has gradually declined, and his strongman temperament has obviously increased.

When encountering problems, he always likes to use magic tools to solve problems, and has a tendency to return to himself.

Jia Xiaozhen said privately to Jiang Tianmu from the Intelligence Agency: "This monk has no connection with Buddhism. He eats wine and meat, and stabs people with magical weapons. Sooner or later he will have to return to secular life."

Introduced by important pilgrims, the two soon registered their orders at Fahui Temple, and they finally found a serious place to stay.

The key is to be reasonable!
If you stay in a hotel and go out for a walk every day, this is too suspicious.

Jiang Tianmu and his party of 21 people rented two courtyard houses near the Lifanyuan Post House, back to back, but with the doors opening on two different streets, making it easier to escape.

The intelligence agency has a good level of professionalism.

Mainly due to the rich experience of Director Liu Qianjianghu, many methods, although not glorious, are very effective.

……

Macartney and his party, who stayed in the inn, finally experienced what the magnanimity of the Celestial Empire was.

Before I could take a closer look at the surprisingly luxuriously decorated room, I was greeted by a eunuch who was neither male nor female, with a pale face and a beardless face, and announced:

"The Emperor of the Qing Dynasty sympathized with the Saxon envoys who came all the way and rewarded them with 500 pieces of brocade, 2000 taels of gold, 2 taels of silver, and 5 boxes of rare antiques. They were treated like princes during their stay in Beijing."

Macartney simply bowed his thanks.

The eunuch looked at his knees suspiciously and left hesitantly.

After enjoying the exquisite food, translator Hong Renhui came in with a strange expression:
"Your Excellency, I have some surprising news."

"Ok?"

"The people at the inn told me that the Dutch mission also lives here."

"what?"

Macartney could hardly believe his ears and asked eagerly:

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"It's true."

"Take me to them, you damn shameless Dutchmen."

Unfortunately, standing at the entrance of the courtyard, two Qing soldiers with swords in their hands firmly refused their request to meet.

The Minister of Lifanyuan has a strict order:

The barbarian envoys are not allowed to travel privately, otherwise the soldiers on duty will be killed~
……

Macartney returned angrily. He said to the second-most member of the delegation, Staunton:
"When I left London, I didn't hear that the Netherlands had sent an envoy. When I passed through Malacca, I didn't hear about it either. So, what do the Dutch want to do? Do they bypass us and trade with the Qing Empire? "

Standong spread his hands:
"Sir, I can't figure it out."

Both of them had headaches thinking about it, and finally summoned Hong Renhui:
"Take 100 taels of gold and try to figure out the mystery behind it. First, find out the information from those greedy officials."

"Yes."

Macartney could not have imagined it.

At this time, many of his colleagues came one after another from Dagukou in the east.

……

The prefect of Jinmen and the commander-in-chief of Jinmen Town already have rich experience in receiving foreign envoys.

Six waves of envoys came in 10 days.

They were all single boats with shabby and insignificant looks. They just carried random things and called them "tributes."

Except for the certificate of credence, the work is pretty decent!

After landing, they first identified themselves, and then began to shout, "Plenipotentiary envoy of such-and-such Kingdom, I wish His Majesty the Qing Emperor long live", and then kowtowed.

Just started,
The magistrate was very moved and felt that the Yi envoys sincerely admired our Qing Dynasty and were polite and humble.

Later, he became numb.

It was raining continuously that day, and the subordinate came to report again:

"Master Fu, another boat has arrived."

"Hey, prepare the sedan!"

The prefect lazily rushed to the dock, and together with the equally lazy General Soldier of Jinmen Town, he skillfully received the envoys who came off the boat.

Raindrops dripped down from the commander-in-chief's helmet.

At this time, he suddenly said:
"Do you think these ghosts were taught by a master?"

"Ah. Huh?"

The two of them suddenly trembled with fright, looking at each other with their faces as white as paper.

At the same time, spring thunder exploded, lightning struck a nearby willow tree, and black smoke rose.

……

The prefect of Jinmen was ill, and the doctor was surprised and said it was rare!

How could a person with a smooth career and connections in his prime be so weak~
And the Jinmen general soldier, who held on to the fear in his heart and continued to receive three waves of envoys, also encountered a strange scene.

Another shabby two-masted sailboat docked.

"Book Office, which wave is this?"

"Back to Zongrong, there were 16 waves in total."

"What's going on with these Europeans? Are they gathering together to come to Qing Dynasty?"

The clerk smiled:

"Perhaps there is a famine over there, and they all came to beat the autumn wind."

Saying,

Two ugly-looking Yi people with excited faces came nodding and bowing.

The commander-in-chief thought silently in his heart that the barbarians were going to kowtow again, offer rags, and shout long live the Qing Emperor.

Sure enough, all hits.

The interpreter of the Lifanyuan who was stationed here asked:
"Which country are you envoys from?"

"The Principality of Andorra."

As soon as the clerk picked up the pen, he was suddenly stunned. He opened the booklet and was instantly shocked:
"But the envoy from your country came a month ago, and he is currently staying in the posthouse in the capital."

……

The clerk looked at the interpreter in surprise:

"what's the situation?"

The interpreter was confused and quickly asked what was going on.

One of the barbarians waved his hand quickly:

"No, no, we have been wandering at sea for a long time, and we remembered it wrong. We are actually the Iberian mission."

The desk clerk was furious. He turned to a certain page in front of him, pointed at it and said:

"But the Iberian mission arrived 10 days ago."

Everyone at the scene fell silent, as if time had stood still.

The commander-in-chief of Jinmen Town took two steps back and his hand had already touched the handle of the knife.

suddenly,

One of the Yi people said firmly:
"That's right, we were sent to the Qing Dynasty on the order of the King of Iberia, and a total of two ships came. However, we encountered wind and waves on the way and were forced to be separated. They arrived first, and we arrived later."

The interpreter breathed a sigh of relief, and the clerk also breathed a sigh of relief.

The commander-in-chief of Jinmen Town was relieved and took off his helmet to wipe the beads of sweat.

He felt that he was trapped in a terrible vortex, and he was not sure how big the vortex would be and how many people would eventually be involved.

hoarse voice:

"Stop asking, stop asking, hurry up, let the people from the Lifanyuan take over."

……

(End of this chapter)