Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

"Japanese... Catch this Japanese! " A group of idler rushed over like the wind. The three Japanese envoys, whose faces were all pale with fright, used their strange Chinese tones to loudly defend themselves.

"We are the envoys of the Japan... The war between the two countries never ends... What's more, our two countries are at peace... Peace! "

He hid in a corner under the protection of his two followers. He didn't understand that he had clearly rented a house and came to Social Security Council to register the address. In the future, it would be easy for the Social Security Council to find them.

Why did he end up being attacked by the Qing people just like that? However, when he saw that there was a large amount of thumbless people mixed in with the crowd, a chill went down his spine.

'This is bad, why did I meet this group of trash who are so bad to the bone marrow? ' In the entire Beijing, who didn't know that the Eight Flag idler who was missing a thumb were already the head of the evil people that could stop crying?

Snap the flower, slam the porcelain, set up the gamble, set up the old, the Immortal Jump... In any case, they were trying to cheat and do whatever was wrong. Everyone knew that this group of people were half-dead.

With a loud smack, one of the retainers was decapitated by the force of the blow. Fresh blood flowed through the gaps between his fingers, and laughter rang out from the crowd. "Haha, well done! These rascals who dared to assassinate His Majesty have to be dealt with just like that …"

The students in the crowd never expected that the situation would develop to such an extent. How can they start fighting before we even have the chance to speak a few righteous words? We want to write a book, not kill to vent our anger.

However, it was impossible for a powerless scholar to stop such atrocities. A rain of garbage smashed into the three Japanese envoys until they were confused and disoriented.

If it was just trash, then they would have endured it, but who would have thought that there were black bricks inside? They'd smashed their heads so hard they bled profusely.

"We are the envoys of the Japan... "You can't attack me like this …" He kept calling for reinforcements, but there were only a dozen or so old soldiers guarding the gate in the Social Security Council.

"Forget it!" We can't die for nothing... Fight them to the death! " With that said, he took out a tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tao from his bosom and rushed towards the enemy.

The remaining two blood-soaked servants drew their swords and rushed forward. However, they only had three people. This counterattack gave the thugs a reason to kill.

"Look, they are carrying blades in their hands. It can be seen that they are not good people. They might be planning to assassinate the ministers of the imperial court and kill him …" The crowd surged forward like a tidal wave engulfing three small boats.

When Prince alcohol and university student Weng Tonghe rode their troops and rushed over to Social Security Council, the eight flag idler s who had caused the worst of the trouble had already escaped without a trace. Only a group of extremely pale looking students were trembling in fear as they looked at the three bloodied corpses on the ground.

Since ancient times, students had always been fanatical, especially the sour literati who read too much and became foolish. He was clearly weak but always thought that he was a martial arts talent. He would mount the horse and set the army, dismount the horse and settle the people.

You don't even dare to kill a chicken, let alone a person like him. If you really saw the scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood on the battlefield, then the first scholars to go crazy from reading.

Weng Tonghe was so angry that his hands were trembling, as he pointed at each of the too many students. You... Are you going to rebel? It's already so difficult for the country's affairs to go this far, yet you're still causing trouble! "

"Master …" All the students cried out in grievance, "We are doing this for the good of the imperial government!" Da Qing can't go on like this, I can't win against the experts of English and French, could it be that even the Japanese is bullying us now? "

Prince alcohol was so angry that his nose was crooked, "What are you talking about? For super good? If you don't help us out, we'll just burn incense … "" No, no... "Right now, the imperial government is discussing how to deal with Japan, but you guys just killed three Japanese envoys. How bad will that be for us at the negotiating table …"

What Yi Xuan had said was not wrong at all. Originally, Japan had occupied one hundred percent of the responsibility, but when the lives of the three envoys were lost, the Great Qing actually took thirty to forty percent of the responsibility. Now, it became a problem for both sides.

If he could compensate them with one million silver taels before, it would be good if he could pay them six hundred thousand now that the students were making a ruckus. Even if you asked the Western powers to mediate, they would still say, 'You've already killed their envoy, what else do you want? After all, Emperor Tongzhi was unharmed!

This was a principle that the Confucian Scholars who had been brainwashed by the heavens would not understand. The overly idealistic young men naturally rejected this idea of compromise.

However, ruling a country was as easy as cooking a small cake. There was no talk about fighting to the death between countries or even between the various factions within the country. Fighting each other while at the same time having to compromise was the proper way to develop.

However, the fanatical students would not understand. In the face of Prince of Alcohol's identity, they did not dare to retort openly, but their eyes were filled with disdain.

"Everyone, go home and think! Before the results of the court's punishments are revealed, I will expel anyone who dares to cause trouble from his school record and strip him of his title … All of you, leave! "

Weng Tonghe was enraged, these students did not dare talk back to the leader of the scholars, and one by one they cupped their hands and returned home.

At the same time, within the Jingshan, the meeting could no longer continue. The core issue was still the word "money".

The Prince Kung said in a deep voice, "If we send out troops to punish Japan, of course this king would support it. "Xia Mu still has the taxes on his food in hand, and has yet to deliver it to the capital. Even if it were to be delivered, it would only amount to three million …"

"It says that the Chinese government pays tens of millions of taxes a year, but who has calculated the cost? War, river workers, foreign compensation, salaries... Of course, Eight Flag's salary is also a big head, it's not easy to manage a family like this! "

At this time, Ci An suddenly spoke up, "You all say that He De is in charge of the customs, and he has done a good job these few years, do you all think he can't squeeze out a part of it?"

The Minister of Revenue shook his head and sighed, "The empress dowager doesn't know. There are three kinds of taxes, one for summer food, the other for autumn food, and finally for domestic merchants. The customs duties are generally divided into three parts …"

"There's only so much food tax, and that's the end of three million. After all, the land wasn't created out of thin air, so there won't be any big changes in the grain production …" "As for the business tax in the country, due to the growth of fur in the south, it has only recently been restored. If it can be maintained for thirty to forty million RMB a year, that would be the end of it …"

"As for the tariffs, although He De has to pay more and more, he must follow the rules of the treaty and first pay back the compensation each year to the two nations in English and French … It's hard to get him to pay more! "