"This is it? This is it! How is this possible..."
In the inner study of Zeng Guofan in the Jiangning Governor's Mansion, also known as the Marshal's Mansion, the Marshal, the Ninth Marshal and the loyal old farmer gathered together to read an urgent telegram from Suzhou.
Zeng Guofan was leaning on the bed, and the old farmer was sitting next to him, caressing the commander's back with his left hand, while the ninth commander was pacing back and forth in front of the bed, mumbling like a madman.
"Is this a treaty? He actually dares to skip the court and make a treaty with Jiangnan merchants privately! How treasonous, is this treasonous?"
Zeng Guofan looked at his brother with a smile, "Are you scolding Xiao Letian for his rebelliousness, or are you envious of his cleverness? Why do I hear so much mixed emotions in your words that I feel sour..."
"Brother...you...hey..." Zeng Guoquan slapped his thigh, "I have to accept it! What these two devils are doing is clever, really clever!"
"People in the world are stupid and pragmatic rather than pragmatic! They always think that just by shouting a slogan and claiming kingship and hegemony, they are really kings or hegemons? I think it's more like being a bastard..."
"During the Hongyang Rebellion, those poor people who wanted to be emperors were so crazy that they declared themselves emperors early without even winning half of the country in the south of the Yangtze River. Isn't this seeking death? Then everyone has a dream of being emperor, regardless of our army. They are under pressure, and there are internal fights and killings. To put it bluntly, everyone is just coveting that false reputation and wanting to enjoy themselves on the throne!"
"How did Xiao Letian grow up with such a brain? Why can he see so clearly at this age? Sometimes I feel like he is an old man, and I feel like a young man..."
Listening to his brother's frustrated nagging, Zeng Guofan smiled happily. He knew that it was precisely because of Xiao Letian's emergence and the immense light that Xiao Letian had released in the past few years that he had suppressed this brother who had higher eyes than his own. .
Who are the nine dignified commanders of the Hunan Army afraid of? Jiangnan is his back garden, and the city of Beijing can also go sideways. The Manchu people in this world have long figured out that as long as the Zeng brothers don't directly rebel, then they can go as far as they want.
Even if the holy treasury of the Kingdom of Heaven was secretly evacuated, the imperial court would only make insinuations and complain without any serious counterattack. Manchu people are waiting for more brothers to grow old! They hope to use the help of Lord Yama to get rid of these two biggest threats.
The Zeng brothers also knew about the court's plan, especially the Ninth Commander. He knew that the court could not deal with him now. In addition, the eldest brother kept suppressing him and prevented him from making small moves. This made the Ninth Commander very angry. In life, He became even more domineering.
It wasn't until Xiao Letian appeared that Duotou gave Jiu Shuai a bucket of cold water. Xiao Letian used his incredible victories and reversals one after another to prove to Jiu Shuai how shallow he was before.
"It turns out that stealing the country can still be so stealing! It turns out that there are so many tricks for rebellion!"
"Is Jiangnan still owned by the imperial court? Brother, think about it carefully. Under a big flag, a large part of people's hearts have been cut off... Those businessmen pay taxes to the imperial court, but at the same time they also pay taxes to the Chinese people. They give The Chinese received dividends, but not the imperial court. The imperial court did not provide security protection for these businessmen and even plundered them. However, Xiao Letian provided military protection to these businessmen..."
"My good brother! Are you saying this is not an invisible country, or what? If I guessed correctly, the Chinese must recognize dual nationality. There are already many businessmen who are loyal to Xiao Letian. Have you become a Chinese citizen?"
"Hahaha... What was left of the Qing Dynasty in the end? A pair of bright yellow shorts, so long as they don't make you completely embarrassed! Hahaha, all the real money and silver were swept away by the Chinese people, and the people's hearts were also swept away. After plundering and taking away, will only one person be left with a righteous reputation for deceiving foolish men and women?"
With a bang, Zeng Guofan slapped the short boy and half a bowl of medicinal soup rolled to the ground. "Good brother! Now you know why I didn't let you take that step? Now you know why I didn't rebel? We can't play. Oh my god Xiao Let! That’s not a chess player of that level!”
"What's even more terrifying is...cough cough cough..." Zeng Guofan coughed violently. "What's even more terrifying is...cough cough cough..." The old farmer saw this and quickly poured his inner strength into his hands, gently soothing the commander's back. Meridian, the other hand held the bowl of loquat paste.
"Commander, take a sip first and talk later..."
After taking a sip of loquat paste, Zeng Guofan gasped, "What's even more terrifying is Xiao Letian's age! He is too young. He has plenty of time to develop his grand strategy, ten, twenty, or even thirty years... We have that time there!”
Jiu Shuai lowered his head in silence, looking at the increasingly deepening age spots on the back of his hands. He knew that the brothers' time was running out. How about ten more years? Or fifteen years? That's it...
Jiu Shuai suddenly smiled, "I just want to know how old Xiao Letian is. It seems that no one has mentioned this issue!"
At this time, the old farmer said, "This issue is a top secret of the Chinese. I have sent a large number of manpower and material resources to find out the details of Xiao Letian, but everything is a mystery..."
"Everything that can be found is only up to the third year of Tongzhi, that is, 1864 in the Western calendar. Everything above is empty... Yes, yes, it is the kind of absolute emptiness. There is no trace to prove that this person ever existed. in this world!"
"There is no information about him in Europe, and even less in the United States. He once said that he returned to China with a Russian caravan, but we have investigated all the Russian caravans of that year, and even the caravans from three years earlier. …”
"My subordinate is incompetent. I spent half a million taels of silver on the investigation alone, but found nothing... I can only prove one thing, Xiao Letian is lying!"
"Not only that, beside Xiao Letian, there is a special operations team directly under the responsibility of Wang Huaiyuan. Their only mission is to protect all the secrets of Prime Minister Xiao..."
"We once received a bizarre piece of intelligence. The intelligence showed that Xiao Letian seems to have a special ability of prophecy or divine revelation... He often says some strange words when he is drunk, and those words are the top secrets of the Chinese people. That The team is responsible for protecting these drunken words!”
"A fantasy! This is a fantasy..." Jiu Shuai sat softly on his chair. "So even Xiao Letian's true age is a secret? Is this guy really a descendant from the stars in the sky? According to folklore The hidden dragon said, is it true?"
"Damn it, damn it! If he really is the Hidden Dragon, I can't even fight! I can go home and be a rich man..." This time it was Ninth Commander Zeng Guoquan who was really frustrated.
Note: I was chatting with a friend and he asked me what part of the plot you wrote yourself did you like? This question stumped me. It is true that some plots are very enjoyable, but they may not be my favorite, and my favorite plot may not be the most enjoyable for readers.
After thinking about it, I suddenly felt that my favorite book is still the book "Interstellar Hunter Country" I wrote. It was a book that I wrote without any pressure at all, without any market thinking. I just wrote whatever I wanted in my heart. .
Because there are no constraints, the imagination can run wild. Interested book friends may wish to read it. It has two million words and is worth a try.
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