Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

In the end, the Head Office's negotiation ended badly. Both sides returned to their own homes, leaving behind Zhang Jing, the bookkeeper, and the servants who worked in the yamen.

"Ai …" That was the big pink tray of the dryad Dynasty. They brought it out to let the adults eat some fruits, but it was all smashed into smithereens! "How unfortunate …"

"dryad's powder is nothing, Yongzheng's blue and white vase has a pair of broken … Take a look at this old purple sandalwood window. How much money would it take to repair it all! "

"Ouch …" Ancestor! "Even the Duke's most beloved Proclamation of Morality was destroyed. This time it's over. We'll have to wait for our misfortune later …"

Later on, according to incomplete statistics, Head Office had lost a total of forty thousand silvers in this fight. But the weird thing was that when Head Office applied for the refurbishment fee from the Ministry of Revenue, the amount of forty thousand silvers had increased to eighty-five thousand silvers.

To put it another way, during this fight, all the attendants in charge of Head Office were scolded and punished with salaries. Only one servant was rewarded with a hundred taels of silver, which was the servant that fled around the courtyard while holding the key.

Fortunately, this guy thought of the people who locked the room. Otherwise, once the irrational Russian soldier got his hands on the weapon in such a chaotic situation, the consequences would be unthinkable.

There were no secrets in the Beijing, and in the afternoon, all the restaurants in the capital were filled to the brim.

It had not been many years since Xiao Hexin took off his breath like that, and it happened right under his nose. When Xiao Hexin shouted in the Head Office Main Hall, "You are a QJ offender now", this famous saying spread far and wide.

"To vent our hatred!" It was really to relieve his hatred … That Great Master Xiao spouted like a lotus as he spoke, causing old setae to become angry from embarrassment. He could only use his fists, but he did not expect that even martial arts cultivators were not our opponent, allowing the new army to beat him to the point that he could run away … "

"I think you dare to bully our Great Qing Dynasty? If you dare to bully the imperial court again, I'll beat you up … Ulangeli covered his head and knelt on the ground, begging for forgiveness, and only smelled the stench of piss in the room, so it turns out that old setae had already wet his pants … "

Hahaha … It turned out that in less than half a day, the Beijing's storytellers had already noticed the business opportunity. They used the fastest speed to change the lively discussion into a small section, and to put it bluntly, it was a combination of evaluation notes and one person's voice. Then, they took turns to go on stage in the various restaurants in the capital.

Especially the Chun Sanshiniang, she had even sent word out through the underground channels that all the storytellers and crosstalk actors in the capital had modified this incident well. The people of the capital would like the change the best, so she would take out her own pocket to reward them.

The scout's reward was five hundred Dragon-striated Silver Coin, the reward was eight hundred silver coins. As for the top scholar, a huge number of silver with a price of two thousand silver coins was even more eye-catching.

All the craftsmen and craftsmen who came to eat and drink in the restaurants, tea houses, restaurants and other restaurants had gone mad. They knew that if they wanted to receive this great reward, they would have to see who could get more support from the common people. In the end, it all depended on who could get the most rewards in the famous restaurants and tea houses.

The result was that the storytelling event that night would be a big turnaround. It was different for craftsmen who shared the same thing. Those who were not skilled were coaxed out of the competition in two or three sentences, and each time they spoke, they would receive thunderous applause, as well as copper coins that were like raindrops.

From these editions, the Chun Sanshiniang calmly sent out three of the most outstanding ones, which were then copied onto a piece of paper and spread out using the CIA's telegraphic channels.

This was really a method of communication that no one in the late Qing could imagine. Early the next morning, all the cities in the Empire that were connected to the telegraph line received the latest news from the negotiations. At the same time, there were also three of the hottest reviews in the capital.

Zhi Li, Shandong, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Shanghai, Nanjing, Wuhan … In merely a single night, the most prosperous cities in Great Qing were in an uproar.

In the beginning, people's thoughts only stopped at releasing their emotions for this single incident. People were angry at the shamelessness of the Russian, clapping for Xiao Hexin's ability to speak, and even more so, the fierce fight and the wild dance of excitement.

But when the excitement wore off, people would think about it more deeply. Why? Why is the court's voice so muted in the whole affair? Why was it that he still did not have any reaction to the suffering of the Far East Survivor s? Why is there not a single statement?

What was going on with the imperial government? Was he really going to give up on the people of the empire? Even though the land had been ceded, the Far East Survivor still continued to fight. Wasn't it worth the court's support? Even if it was just verbal encouragement.

"Ai …" If one day our homeland also falls into the hands of the enemy, will the dynasty also ignore it? " Countless people were filled with doubt.

This was a completely asymmetrical war. When the people already had countless of doubts, the officials and nobles of Beijing did not even realize such a question had arisen. The long and long reflective arc had made them completely clueless on how to handle the ever-changing public information.

When the speed at which human information was transmitted reached a telegraphic age, the brains of the Qing Dynasty were still filled with fast horses, relay stations and layers of letters. This was a group completely eliminated by the era, unable to do anything in the face of the great change in human society.

In the next few days, Ryukyu and Russia indeed ended all their negotiations. The British, American, and France came to their door multiple times to make adjustments, and Xiao Hexin among them had always politely expressed that the door to the negotiation had never closed, as he also hoped to continue the negotiation.

However, Ulangeli had already lost control of himself. He had to send telegrams to the Haishenwai almost three times a day, all the way from the Beijing to the Qing Jin region in North Korea. Using the fast boat and fast horse to rush to the Haishenwai, this was already the shortest way to communicate with the Far East.

In these few days of teleportation, the strongest military commander of the Far East, Ji Yaqinke, helplessly told the Ambassador that, although the number of troops in the voluntary army was decreasing, there were still sporadic outposts attacked. On average, three to four Russian soldier s were killed every day.

Yes, they were hunted down like prey, but those despicable enemies could not be found.

Ulangeli angrily told the three nations that he would never trust the Chinese again. The Russia had to prepare for war, he wanted to use the power of the nation to fight in the east, he absolutely could not let these despicable criminals go!