1000 Tough Choices

Style: Historical Author: Pure heartWords: 2074Update Time: 24/01/11 23:59:34
The butler whispered urgently, "General, calm down, calm down! The person who came here was extremely strange. He was holding the badge of a guard with a sword in his hand, and he had an amazing aura. The old slave noticed carefully that even the princes and ministers in the capital may not have such a strong power." General, don't be disrespectful to the momentum, let's listen first..."

The elderly housekeeper often travels between the capital and outside the country, traveling around and seeing countless visitors. Although his clothes are ordinary, his aura is really impressive.

Hunchun suppressed his anger and nodded. At this moment, a big man suddenly walked in outside the door. He stood in front of Hunchun with a tall figure and sharp eyebrows. His aura was so oppressive that he subconsciously wanted to draw his sword.

"Excuse me, where does your distinguished surname and name come from?" Hunchun unconsciously performed a fist-holding salute. He could already tell that he was very calm in his martial arts, and he must be a master.

The visitor untied his wolfskin cloak and threw it to the butler behind him, then clasped his fists in return. At this time, Hunchun realized that the person opposite did not have braids. He suddenly took a breath of air and threw a waist card before he could get angry.

When he took it, he saw that it was actually a fifth-grade sword-wielding guard's belt. Hunchun had seen many of these and could naturally tell the difference between genuine and fake. "Who are you?"

The visitor glanced at the butler and said calmly, "General, please step aside. I have confidential matters that I want to discuss with the general!" Hunchun felt threatened and feigned anger and said, "The old butler is my confidant, and he has nothing to say. Please don't hide your head and tail!" "

"Okay... General Ning Guta Hunchun accepted the order!" The visitor opened his mouth and frightened Hunchun, taking half a step back. "What did you say? You, you, you... who are you?"

At this moment, the visitor had taken out a long wooden box from his sleeve. When he opened it, it turned out to be a roll of bright yellow silk. "I am Xiang Shaolong, Brigadier General of the Imperial Guard under Prime Minister Xiao of Ryukyu... This share is given to you by His Majesty the Qing Dynasty. My secret decree, won’t you kneel down to accept it?”

"Imperial edict? What imperial edict! How can you get an edict when Your Majesty has not yet taken charge of the government? Someone..." Before he could finish speaking, Mr. Long in front of him suddenly flashed out of the way. Before he could understand, his throat had already been swollen by a tiger. Claws locked.

"Does the general want to arrest me without even looking at me? It doesn't matter whether I die or not. You don't want the people on the east bank of the Wusuli River anymore? You don't care about their life or death either?"

At this time, Hunchun's personal guards had already rushed in from outside, and surrounded Master Long with their sharp swords unsheathed. "Let go of the general. What a bold gangster. He actually came to the general's mansion. Aren't you afraid of destroying the whole family?"

Master Long wanted to laugh when he saw it, "How long have you been playing with knives? When I performed martial arts in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, I used Gatling heavy machine guns and a few broken iron pieces just to scare me..." After saying that, he tore open his lambskin jacket, revealing a ring of explosives inside and the revolver that Xiao Letian had given him.

"Hunchun! As General Ning Guta, you are naturally familiar with the internal affairs of the imperial court. Who is your Majesty studying with now? You should know very well who Beijing was attacked by. You should be able to guess whether I am bluffing you... Don’t you even have the courage to read the secret decree?”

Hunchun had a ring of white hair on his forehead. He waved his hand to let the guards exit the room, then took the volume of secret decree and opened it carefully.

Zai Chun is not in power now, so not many people in the court except the officials in the capital know the emperor's handwriting, and they don't know which seal is commonly used by His Majesty.

This secret decree was written simply and clearly. In the name of Emperor Aisin Gioro Zaichun of the Qing Dynasty, it ordered the generals stationed outside the Pass to provide convenience to Ryukyu Brigadier General Xiang Shaolong. In addition to directly sending troops to fight, other requirements should be met as much as possible. , the most critical point is that the person holding this secret decree has the right to control the entry and exit of the border port on the Ussuri River.

In other words, Xiang Shaolong and his army can freely move in and out between the Qing and Russia. The Qing side cannot stop them anyway, and they must try their best to cooperate with these people's actions and help hide their whereabouts when necessary.

Hunchun felt as if he was struck by lightning after reading the secret decree. Is this true? What should I do if it's true? The old butler beside him had already squinted at the secret decree, and his legs were weak at this moment.

"You...are you not the famous Long Master in the capital? The Long Master in Nanying Beilong? The number one master around Xiao Letian..." The old housekeeper immediately recognized him, no wonder he has such momentum.

Xiang Shaolong nodded, "Master Hunchun, you should know that my prime minister is now the emperor's master. Emperor Tongzhi is currently studying in Ryukyu. It's not surprising that I got this secret edict... To tell you the truth, this edict you There is indeed a reason not to comply, because His Majesty is not in power yet!"

"But don't forget, His Majesty is the emperor recognized by all the people. Whether he is in power or not, it cannot change his identity! The authority of the emperor cannot be established by just one pro-government ceremony, and the emperor's orders cannot be established by just one ceremony. Got it..."

"Let me be more clear. Whether you want to listen to His Majesty or not has nothing to do with whether you are pro-government or not..."

Hunchun's feet softened and he sat directly on the chair. These words were too heart-breaking. Whether he obeyed the decree or not had nothing to do with his personal administration. So what if Emperor Tongzhi was personally in charge, could he really command the world?

What did Zai Chun do in his previous life? Not even a year after taking office, he wanted to rebuild the Old Summer Palace, which was burned down by the British and French forces. As soon as the ministers headed by Prince Gong objected, this short-sighted kid actually issued an order to remove Prince Gong from his status as an iron-clad king and let him go home. Wait and think about the past.

At that time, the naive Zai Chun really thought that by performing a ceremony, he would become the master of the Qing Dynasty, and he could do whatever he wanted. He did not think about it, but the iron hat of Guiziliu was personally granted by Zai Chun's grandfather, Emperor Daoguang. Where? It's something he can take off.

As a result, within a few days, Cixi and Ci'an launched an attack together, restored all of Yi Yu's reputation, and completely overturned Zaichun's chaotic government, and the plan to rebuild the Old Summer Palace came to nothing.

At that time, Zai Chun was seventeen years old when he was seriously ill with the second grade of middle school disease. As a rebellious adolescent, he began to confront the court in a lazy way. He was even seduced by some eunuch guards and sneaked out of the palace into the Bada Hutong. embrace.

History has changed. With Xiao Letian's sincere teachings, Zai Chun is no longer the middle school boy recorded in history. He has begun to gradually understand the true meaning of politics, and his understanding of power has become deeper and deeper.

Just like today's secret order, Zai Chun has kicked the ball in front of Hunchun, but there is a deep hook buried in a few plain words.

Are you Hunchun a loyal minister of the Qing Dynasty? Are you loyal to the Qing court or do you love Xinjue Luo Zaichun? Make your choice now?

Do you Hunchun care about the remnants of the Chinese Empire on the east bank of the Wusuli River? Will you intervene or stand by, make your choice now?