The imperial court really loved and hated Zeng Guofan. Without Zeng Guofan, the Qing Dynasty would really not be able to survive. It is not an exaggeration to say that he fought the entire Taiping Heavenly Kingdom campaign alone. Marshal Zeng was the governor of the entire Han people. How can you not love the soul of the group and such a great contribution?
However, having great achievements has always aroused jealousy. Zeng Guofan's achievements were already so great that the court could not award him a reward. He was still a Han Chinese with a different surname, so being a marquis was the end of it.
Although there is a title of duke above marquis, throughout the history of the Qing Dynasty, dukedom was only awarded to four people in the Qianlong Dynasty. After only four people, the title was shelved, and those four people were all Manchus. .
Zeng Guofan's Marquis was already at the pinnacle of the Han Dynasty's rewards, but could a Marquis really match the merits of the Marshal? The answer is definitely no. He turned the tide and gave the Qing Dynasty an extra few decades of life. How can a marquis reward him for this achievement?
Since there is no reward, most such powerful ministers in history have ended badly, but the court really did not dare to touch Zeng Guofan, not only because of the 500,000 Hunan troops, but also because Zeng Guofan had already He became a moral model among Han officials.
You can say that he is a perfect man, who has established his words and virtues and made meritorious deeds. He has achieved the ultimate in everything that a Confucian official pursues. The family letters leaked from his study have even been collected into a volume and widely circulated. Some of his family management ideas The motto has been regarded as a classic by countless people.
Zeng Guofan even wrote an ice book to teach people how to read faces. This is really not some feudal superstition. In Confucian thought, physiognomy is really a long-standing knowledge.
Appearance comes from the heart. For thousands of years in ancient China, elite Confucian officials have accumulated a lot of skills in observing people. They can get a close sense of a person's moral character from his appearance and temperament. This is something that Confucian scholars do not know. The secret of passing on.
Why was it that when the world was in chaos in ancient times, there were always some Confucian officials who followed the dragon when they saw a certain rebel leader and exclaimed that this was the appearance of a true dragon! This is the appearance of a prince! To tell you the truth, that's not flattery, but those people really know how to read faces.
Zeng Guofan actually made public the top-secret secrets of Confucianism and wrote a book called "Bingjian" for circulation to the world. This actually proved to the world that he, Zeng Guofan, had mastered the core secrets of Confucianism, which meant that he had it in his hands. The orthodox inheritance of Confucianism.
To be honest, if it weren't for Zeng Guofan forming the Hunan Army Group, otherwise he should be the real leader of the Manchu Qingliu.
The court will never dare to touch such a person. If you want to chill the hearts of all the Confucian scholars in the world and want these people to rise up in rebellion, then you might as well try to kill one of them.
The four Cixi people were very surprised when they saw this clueless message. Of course they wanted Zeng Guofan to come to Beijing. This tiger could only be reassured if it was placed under their noses, but they were afraid of everything they could not understand.
If today we can't understand the scheme of Zeng Guofan's telegram, and if we don't understand his thoughts or conspiracy behind it, none of the four people in Yangxin Palace will be able to sleep.
The cloisonné hotpot was already boiling, and the boiling soup exuded the delicious taste of the ingredients, but none of the four pairs of ivory chopsticks were interested in tasting a little bit. They kept mumbling, but no matter how they analyzed it, they were all confused.
"Is Zeng Guofan really a loyal minister of our Qing Dynasty? He doesn't wish the Han people any good from the bottom of his heart? What does this telegram have to do with the Chinese order..." The questions came one after another, and everyone was a little confused.
Just as nervous thoughts were burning in the Yangxin Hall, at the military aircraft not far to the south, two figures had also completed the last work of the day. They were packing up their things, chatting and getting ready to leave the palace under the last bit of afterglow.
Li Tuo put his belongings into a cloth bag. Yang Zhi had been waiting for him for a long time. In order to repay Li Tuo's life-saving grace, he decided to invite Li Tuo home for a nice meal.
If Li Tuo hadn't reminded him when he was most angry, if there had been a conflict with the eunuch at the inner right door, not to mention the punishment from the court, the two guards would have the right to chop him with a knife.
Li Tuo was really his nobleman, so Yang Zhi did not leave directly through the Meridian Gate after walking out of the Yangxin Hall. Instead, he turned to the military aircraft and chatted with him. Later, when he heard that it would be less than half an hour, Li Tuo left. It was worth it, the two agreed to leave the palace together, so Yang Zhi walked behind Weng Tonghe instead.
Saying goodbye to his successor, the two walked in the increasingly dark Forbidden City, whispering and laughing from time to time. When they reached the Square of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Li Tuo suddenly smiled and said, "Mr. Yang, do you know what the Prime Minister just said?" Why is Xiao Liu from the Yamen here?"
"Xiao Liu? Which Xiao Liu? The one who talked to you?" Yang Zhi asked in confusion.
"Yes, that's him, Xiao Liu from the Prime Minister's Office. I've known him for three years. That guy is a theater fan. If you want to get closer to him in the future, just invite him to the theater..."
"Of course this is not the point. Do you know what he came to the palace for?" Li Tuo smiled strangely.
"What are you doing? How would I know? Didn't he ask the young eunuch to take him directly to the Yangxin Palace? You only exchanged greetings with him. How do you know what he is here for?"
Hahaha... Li Tuo laughed softly, "Of course I know what he is here for. The box he is holding is a telegram, and it is a telegram from the south. I also know who the owner of the telegram is... "
Yang Zhi blinked and asked in disbelief, "How is this possible? You two obviously didn't say anything? There are so many guards and eunuchs watching around, who dares to leak military aircraft information?"
Li Tuo patted Yang Zhi on the shoulder, "Mr. Yang, snakes have their own paths and rats have their own path. We, the recorders on duty, Zhang Jing, are just a group of pen-posters. We are the smallest sesame officials in the Forbidden City." Those unpleasant guards on guard duty may have higher status than us..."
"But why doesn't anyone dare to bully us here? It's not because we are sitting in a military aircraft, but because we also have our own way of survival!"
"Since the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, the prominent cabinet power of the Ming Dynasty has been gradually emptied out. During the Kangxi Dynasty, the upper study room was established, the Military Aircraft Department was established after Emperor Yongzheng, and the Prime Minister's Yamen was established during the Xianfeng period..."
"The high officials in the DPRK rise and fall. Just after you sing, I will appear on the stage. Today I see them rising, and tomorrow they will see the buildings collapse! But no matter how those high officials rise and fall, we, the petty officials who hold pens and do odd jobs, are one by one. Life is extremely nourishing, I have never seen Zhang Jing eating melons and fish with them like a pen post!"
"Why is this? Because we have our own world..."
