"Wuwuwu... stop talking, brother, stop talking..." Hearing his father's comments about him, Jiu Shuai burst into tears. Thinking back carefully about his life, he really did not match those four words his father said about him. Exactly the same.
Why do you want to rebel? Do you really want to promote your brother to be the emperor and then become a prince yourself? Or is it like the story of the Northern Song Dynasty, where the brothers sit on the dragon throne instead?
In fact, it is not true. Zeng Guoquan is a great general and a good politician, but he is definitely not a person who can dominate. This can be seen from the fact that he likes to take the lead in everything he does.
He followed a familiar path in Prince Gong's Mansion in the capital, and Xiao Letian was engaged in foreign trade in Tanggu. As the ninth handsome man, he actually went to have a secret meeting with Xiao Letian, and finally let Xiao Letian take advantage of him.
In the family, he jumped up and down and kept encouraging his brother to take a step forward. He was the most violent, and even the way he led his men was so sharp.
Southern Eagle and Northern Dragon, this name is so resounding. Long Ye is the best master in the north, and Eagle is the best master in the south. Is this true? In fact, it's all nonsense. Needless to say, the old farmer next to Zeng Guofan can single-handedly defeat the Eagle and his disciples.
But looking at this old farmer, it seems that no one except Zeng Guofan knows his name. This is the magnanimity that a true master should have.
All in all, Zeng Guofan and his father’s comments are the most appropriate. Lao Jiu is a weirdo. The words Shao Ling Qi Qi are so appropriate. This kind of person is obviously above the court, but he is He always has a heroic spirit, and when he does something, he always follows the mood at that time.
As a side note, there were a lot of people killed in the attack on Jinling Jizi Camp. Why did they massacre the city? In fact, it has something to do with Jiu Shuai’s character, venting his anger! Just to vent my anger on my dead fellow villagers, friends and disciples, if you kill my family, I will retaliate against ten of your families.
Don't worry, these four words are absolutely correct.
Today, the two brothers finally got to know each other. Ninth Commander was already in his forties. In ancient times, he was considered an elderly person. The strange energy in his heart was shattered by his brother, and it was like a cigarette butt burning on a balloon. Bang It broke with a single sound.
"Brother, stop talking! Please stop talking... Is it okay for me to listen to you? But I have a condition. You must tell me the truth behind it. You must be hiding something from me. There must be something. !”
"I often advised you to go further before, but you always laughed it off and even waved your hands and ignored me... But today you are so cruel to deal with my brother and me. You must be hiding something from me! Tell me , let me be a clear person, no matter what the reason is, can't you accept it as a brother?"
The statue-like old farmer retreated out, and then the warning circle outside the study room suddenly spread fifty meters. Absolutely no one in the study room could hear what the two brothers said.
Cough cough cough... Zeng Guofan coughed again, and he gasped and said, "Years ago... Years ago, a British emissary came from Shanghai, and he brought a secret message from the British Prime Minister!"
"Not the Earl of Derby, not him... but the quasi-successor Benjamin!"
"Did the British send a secret message?" Ninth Marshal couldn't believe his ears, but his brother's expression left no room for doubt.
"The news brought by the emissary shocked me. He said that the British government had re-judged the situation in East Asia. They believed that the Manchus could no longer dominate the situation in Asia. Not only could they not curb the Russians' eastward expansion, they could not even control it. Live in Ryukyu, a vassal state led by Xiao Letian..."
"Such a government is very disappointing to the British. They even doubt the Qing government's ability to protect British interests in China! So they came to me to negotiate..."
"Hahaha... You really think highly of me, Zeng Guofan! The British have said that as long as I, Zeng Guofan, nod, they will immediately launch an 80 million pound military aid plan to help me become the emperor of the Chinese Han people... and the 80 million is just a start-up capital , they will increase it later, and it may even increase to 130 million pounds!"
Hiss... Ninth Commander took a breath of air and said, "Oh my God! The British are so generous? Are they just lying to us?"
Zeng Guofan waved his hand, "Those are not important. I have not considered whether these military aids are true or not... because the British support is conditional!"
"First, we must give up our claim to sovereignty over Tibet and recognize it! Second, we must recognize Xinjiang's autonomy. Of course, we must establish a regime that is pro-British and pro-Chinese... Bah, what the fuck!"
"Third, help us drive the Manchus out of the customs and restore the original border line of the Han family with the Great Wall as the line. They are even willing to help us break the alliance between the Manchus and the Mongols..."
"Now you know what happened, right? And as far as I know, the British team in India has begun to form the 24th Tibet expedition team. Don't you still understand their intentions?"
With a loud bang, the Ninth Commander punched the coffee table. "You bastard! Are you trying to make our country like the Northern Song Dynasty? Shameless, so shameless..."
Zeng Guofan shook his head mockingly, "Haha, it should be better than the Northern Song Dynasty! The Hetao, Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures, and Qingtang areas should still be in our hands... But what's the use? Without those vast areas Our strategic buffer land, our richest Central Plains, is really like a peeled egg! Ahem, cough, cough..."
The two brothers are more than a hundred years old together, and they don't need a heavy hammer to play the drum. If Zeng Guofan's analysis and judgment were said in the past, the Ninth Marshal would have just listened to it as a joke, but today the British have personally stated their plan, and the Ninth Marshal can There is no way to avoid it anymore.
It turns out that everything the elder brother analyzed is correct. It turns out that all the alien races in this world are obsessed with destroying themselves. It turns out that today's world is no longer an era where problems can be solved by winning or losing behind closed doors.
"That's it, that's it! Brother, just do whatever you want. What do you want me to do?"
"Follow me north! I will enter the capital and you will control Henan... Don't think that I am spying on you. It is not the prison you think..."
"On the one hand, I wanted to make the imperial court feel at ease when I entered the capital. On the other hand, we also need some vanguard troops in the north! The imperial court is monitoring me, so why am I not monitoring the Manchus?"
"We have to guard against it! Once those Manchus can no longer survive, they are very likely to sell our Han people's property to please foreigners... We have to guard against it, we have to guard against it... cough cough cough!" After saying this, Zeng Guofan became violent again He started coughing, and this time even the old farmer outside the cordon couldn't help but rush in.
"Brother...brother!" Ninth Marshal slapped Zeng Guofan on the back desperately, while Zeng Guofan grabbed his hand and gasped, "I don't have a few years left... I don't know how many more years I can protect this energy." ...We Han people have cultivated this true energy for thousands of years! It can’t be let go…it can’t be let go!”
"Brother! Wuwuwu...I listen to you, we two brothers can live like this for the rest of our lives...just live like this!"
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