A negotiation at the Prime Minister's Yamen finally ended on bad terms, and both parties went back to their respective homes. Only Zhang Jing, the book office, and the handymen in the Yamen were left sighing.
"Hey... that was a large pastel tray from the Qianlong Dynasty. I intended to put some fruits for the adults to eat, but it was all smashed! What a pity..."
"The Qianlong pastels are nothing, and a pair of Yongzheng blue and white vases were broken... Look at the window lattice made of old red sandalwood. It's all smashed. How much will it cost to repair it!"
"Ouch... Ancestor! The prince's favorite Xuande stove was also broken. Now it's over. Let's go back and wait for bad luck..."
Later, according to incomplete statistics, the Prime Minister's Yamen lost a total of 40,000 taels of silver in this fight. However, the strange thing is that when the Prime Minister's Yamen applied for reconstruction funds from the Ministry of Household Affairs, the 40,000 taels of silver turned into 80,000 taels. Five thousand taels, the tricks here are not obvious to outsiders.
As an aside, during this fight, all the errands in the Prime Minister's Yamen were scolded and fined. Only one handyman was rewarded with a hundred taels of silver. He was the one who ran around the yard holding the keys. The handyman running away from the pursuit of Russian soldiers.
Fortunately, this guy thought of locking the people in the wing, otherwise in that chaotic situation, once the irrational Russian soldiers got the weapons, the consequences would be disastrous.
There are no secrets in the Forty-Nine City. All the restaurants in the capital were full that afternoon. People gathered happily and talked loudly. They drank and sang on the stools with their arms wide open.
This was something that had not been so encouraging in years, and it happened right under your nose. When Xiao Hexin shouted in the lobby of the Prime Minister's Office, "If you have a gang, you are a gang criminal," and this famous saying spread.
"Relieve the hatred! Really relieve the hatred... Mr. Xiao vomited lotus flowers and fought with the heroes. The old man was so embarrassed that he could only use force with his fists. But he didn't expect that even with force, he would not be our opponent. Let the new army be beaten. A rat scurrying around holding its head..."
"I wonder if you still dare to bully our Qing Dynasty? If you dare to bully the Qing Dynasty again, I will beat you... I saw Ulan Geli kneeling on the ground with his hands on his head, begging for mercy loudly, and only smelled the smell of the house There was a feeling of urination inside, it turned out that this old guy even peed his pants..."
Hahaha... the people in the tavern burst into laughter, and threw handfuls of coins around the storyteller as if it was raining. It turned out that in less than half a day, the storyteller of Sijiu City had already noticed the business opportunity. , they adapted this lively negotiation into a short segment as quickly as possible. To put it bluntly, it was a combination of storytelling and stand-up comedy, and then took turns playing it in major restaurants in the capital.
There are really people who watch the excitement and are not afraid of big troubles, especially Chun Shisanniang. She even spread the word through underground channels. Among all the storytellers and crosstalk artists in the capital, who has adapted this incident well, wonderfully, and most pleasantly? If the people liked it, she would reward them from her own pocket.
The top prize will be 500 dragon-marked silver coins, and the second prize will be 800 silver coins. As for the top prize, the huge reward of 2,000 silver coins will dazzle people's eyes.
There must be a brave man under a heavy reward. The various craftsmen in Huntianqiao, teahouses, and restaurants who travel to the rivers and lakes to make a living are all crazy. They know that if they want to get this heavy reward, it depends on who can get more support from the people, saying After all, it is to see who gets the most rewards and who gets the loudest applause in those famous restaurants and teahouses.
The result was the storytellers' grand transition event that night. Different craftsmen said the same thing differently. The poor ones were coaxed out of the stage after only two or three sentences, while the wonderful famous actors could get something every time they said it. There were cheers like thunder and copper coins like raindrops.
Chun Shisanniang calmly selected the three most outstanding ones from these versions, and then transcribed them on paper and started spreading them through the CIA's telegraph channels.
This was truly a way of transmitting information that no one in the late Qing Dynasty could have imagined. Early the next morning, all the cities in the empire with telegraph lines had received the latest news on the negotiations, as well as three copies of the most popular storytelling excerpts in the capital.
Zhili, Shandong, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Shanghai, Nanjing, Wuhan... In just one night, all the most prosperous cities in the Qing Dynasty exploded.
At first, people's thinking only focused on the emotional release of this single incident. People were angry for the shamelessness of the Russians, applauded for Xiao Hexin's eloquence, and even more excited about the fierce fight. dance.
But once the excitement wears off, people think more deeply. Why? Why was the imperial court’s voice so muted in the entire incident? Why has there been no response to the tragic experiences of the survivors in the Far East? Why not even a statement?
What happened to the imperial court? Do we really want to give up on those people of the dynasty? Don't those Far Eastern survivors who still persist in fighting even though their land has been ceded not deserve the support of the court? Even if it's just verbal encouragement.
"Hey...if one day our hometown falls into the hands of the enemy, will the country and the dynasty turn a blind eye?" Countless people are filled with doubts.
This is a completely asymmetrical war. When countless doubts have arisen among the people, the senior officials and dignitaries in the Forty-Nine City did not even realize that such doubts had arisen. The long reflex arc made them do not know how to deal with it. Rapidly changing public opinion.
When the speed of human information transmission reached the telegraph era, the minds of those in the Qing Dynasty were still filled with fast horses, inns, and layers of letters. This was a group that was completely eliminated by the times. Facing the great changes in human society, And helpless.
In the following days, Ryukyu and Russia terminated all negotiations. Britain, the United States and France came to the door many times to make adjustments. Among them, Xiao Hexin always politely said that the door to negotiations had never been closed and he hoped to continue negotiations.
But Ulan Geli was completely out of control. He had to send telegrams to Vladivostok almost three times a day, from Beijing to the Chongjin area of North Korea, and then went straight to Vladivostok via fast ships and horses. This was already the link between Beijing and the Far East. The fastest way to communicate between people.
In the telegrams over the past few days, the top military commander in the Far East, Diyachenko, reluctantly told the ambassador that although the number of volunteer operations was decreasing, sporadic checkpoints were still being attacked. On average, three or four Russian soldiers were attacked every day. to hunt.
Yes, they were hunted like prey, but those despicable enemies were nowhere to be found.
Ulan Geli angrily expressed to Britain, the United States and France that he would never trust the Chinese again. Russia must prepare for war and use all its strength to go to war in the east. These despicable criminals must not be let go!
