Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

In the Jiangning Grand Commander's Estate, Ceng Guofan, who was wearing a wolfskin cloak, pushed open the window of his study. A gust of cold wind blew against him, and he started to cough intensely.

A shadow flashed behind the marshal. The farmer who had expelled the eagle nervously closed the window. "marshal, you're not in a good condition. Don't blow on the cold. There will be a meeting later …"

"Cough, cough, cough …" Don't worry about me old farmer, I need to calm down! "Right now, the situation in Jiangnan is too chaotic. Even I feel a little headache. I must make sure that my brain is clear!"

Ceng Guofan grabbed the old farmer's hand and firmly opened the window, a cold wind once again filled the entire room. The old farmer's hands, which could intimidate even the eagles, were grabbed by the sickly Ceng Guofan and he did not dare move an inch.

"Ai …" Marshal, you don't owe Xiao Letian anything, why are you helping him?! Isn't it good for us to live our own lives? "

"You don't understand, you don't understand, I am not helping Xiao Letian, I am helping our National Destiny! Have you arranged all the things I asked you to do? "

The old farmer frowned, "How can I not be relieved? "It's just that I don't think there's any need for it …"

Ceng Guofan did not answer him. He only looked at the sky outside the window blankly, "Do you know why this place is called Jiangning? Do you know why this used to be called Nanjing or the Jinling? "

The old farmer shook his head. He would not take up the topic of the marshal.

"This land originally had no cities. After King Chuwei destroyed the State of Yue, he built a castle on top of Mount Zhong, which was also known as the Jinling Mountain. He named the place Jinling … Later on, when the emperor's southern tour discovered the Emperor's Qi in the southeast, he dug up Qin Huai River to vent the Emperor's Qi … "

"Not only that, the First Emperor even faked that he had buried countless gold in the Jinling Mountain to lure his descendants to look for it. In the end, countless people drilled into the mountain to look for the gold, and before the gold could be found, it drained all of the energy in the Jinling Mountain …"

"Ai …" From then on, the city was only in the shape of a king, with no aura of a king! "Historically, all empires that built their capitals here had a short lifespan. Didn't the Long Hair become an example of that?"

"Later on, the Jinling also had the names of Nanjing, Jianling, Jianye, Jianye, Jiankang, Baiba, Shengzhou, Huiqing and Yingtian. Later on, the name of the Qing Dynasty changed to Jiangning in order to suppress the emperor of the Great Ming Southern Capital. Do you understand now why the imperial government has kept me here for so many years?"

The old farmer was suddenly enlightened. "So that's how it is. Long Hair changed Jiangning into Tianjing, and after we broke through, we reverted to Jiangning. I thought this place had always been called Jiangning, but it turns out there's actually such a classic …" In other words, the purpose of the imperial government leaving the marshal here was to make this city that had already vented its royal aura suppress the marshal's destiny? "

"Haha …" Ceng Guofan laughed, "There should be such considerations, but I do not believe this. If a person's luck gets bigger, their luck on the ground will also change along with it.

"Actually, letting me stay in Jiangning was also a warning. It made me look at this city that has experienced many wars and made me think about the declining kingly spirit here … "That was also a warning to me. You Chinese have long since lost your royal temper. The consequences of having long hair have already proven that you're telling me not to move my head!"

"Dammit …" The old farmer clenched his fists.

Ceng Guofan let out a long sigh, "After this meeting, I will go north to become that Viceroy! I have a feeling that I don't have much time left, and I'm going to die … So before I die, I have to make all sorts of arrangements! "Cough, cough, cough …"

"Marshal …" Tears flowed out of the old farmer's eyes.

"Don't cry, don't cry! How can there be an immortal person in this world? I am already very old at this age, isn't it good to be able to leave happily after finishing all my things? "

"Look at this telegram, Xiao Letian sent it to me. He begged me to do one thing, and promised me three as long as I completed them, how much do you think it would be worth!? I have to do this business! I have to promise him … "

After the old farmer finished reading the top secret telegraph, his eyes went wide. "This, this..." If we do this, how many people will we offend? Marshal, have you made up your mind? Will the others listen to you? "

"That's why I asked you to make the arrangements!" Sometimes, even this sickly tiger of mine has to show off his prowess! "

The old farmer gritted his teeth and stamped his foot, and the three green bricks began to crack inch by inch. "I'll listen to the marshal all my life. I'll do whatever you want me to do!"

Speaking to that point, Ceng Guofan suddenly coughed intensely, the hollow voice made his face unhealthy red, the handkerchief covering his mouth was unable to stop himself from coughing.

The old farmer was so scared that his face turned white. He quickly helped Ceng Guofan to sit down, then used his inner force to stroke the Great Marshal's back and forcefully suppressed his coughing, "Marshal, you should take a rest … Is your body okay? "

When he took away the handkerchief, the old farmer's eyes shrunk. His eyes turned red, and tears started to roll down his cheeks due to the heartache, "Marshal, we're not going to have a meeting anymore. We're not going to be Xiao Letian's bullies, we don't owe him anything!"

"But I owe the world! I owe the world! " Ceng Guofan suddenly bellowed: I have to atone for my sins! My Zeng Family has been in wars for many years, and have caused too many deaths, I have to atone for my sins! Even if I had to sacrifice my life, I would atone for it! It doesn't matter how much you can save! "

"Bring me that thing …"

"What is it?" The old farmer asked in confusion.

"Useless trash, I'm talking about a big cigarette gun. Hand over the big cigarette gun and let me smoke a few mouthfuls …"

With a plop, the old farmer kneeled on the ground and cried, "My marshal, don't you hate this thing the most?" "How could you smoke so much? I beg you, please don't do this …"

Ceng Guofan laughed bitterly and said: "Oh you! Look at my high spirits, if I don't rely on Big Smoke to raise my spirits, can I hold a meeting now? Can I shock those people? I'm already a dying person, why are you still talking about that? "

"If I go out and let those people see a sickly marshal, and let them know that I will only have a year or two left in my life, do you think they will think twice? Do you really think I can shock everyone? "

"Even if he's old, he still has to avoid wolves! Even an elder like the emperor would be bullied by a vile character, not to mention me! "Obedient! Bring me the big pipe. I will take a few puffs to recuperate. At the very least, let me finish this meeting!"

The old farmer could not persuade the marshal otherwise. He could only wipe the tears from his eyes and order a pot of Indian horseshoe soil for the marshal to anesthetize his own body with drugs.

And just at this time, Jiu Shuai walked into the hall with a gloomy face, those Xiang Army generals who had arrived early immediately stood up and bowed.

"Hello, Jiu Shuai! Jiu Shuai was very lucky! Jiu Shuai revealed his intentions. What exactly is the purpose of the Marshal summoning us so urgently? "