!--Chapter content begins-- Is Jin Zuoling crazy? The answer is yes, he has been driven crazy by the dilemma. No matter how he chooses today, the final result will be the same, with his family destroyed and his family destroyed.
No matter how great the world is, there is no place for him anymore. The Qing Dynasty seems to be ready to abandon him completely.
Since there is no way out, let's destroy it together! Jin Zuoling frantically ordered an attack. He wanted to die with everything in front of him.
He has made up his mind. The other generals have given up. We don’t want to die yet. Who are you to decide the lives of our family members? As soon as everyone made eye contact, they all swarmed forward and immediately controlled Jin Zuoling.
"Don't attack! Jin Zuoling is crazy! The whole army stays put!"
"Let me go, traitor! We are all traitors..." Helpless roars rang out from the crowd, but they were silenced within two seconds.
The surrounding soldiers were dumbfounded. They had never seen such chaos before. They saw a group of tall horses crowded together into a dead knot. Jin Zuoling was already submerged in it, as if he had just seen a struggling one. His hands shook helplessly above his head but were quickly swallowed up.
There were small mutinies within the big mutiny. The grassroots officers were far less desperate than Jin Zuoling. They quickly seized power and controlled the situation in Nanmen for the sake of their families.
After a while, a representative came out and yelled at the city, "What do you mean, mark it out! But you must not hurt our family..."
Lieutenant General Lin took a deep breath and said loudly, "Give Jin Zuoling to me, and then you all return to the camp! You are not allowed to leave the camp without my order until General Hunchun orders the reorganization!"
"You can rest assured that I will take good care of your family. They will have food and water to bear, and the women will not be bullied. I can also protect the property of your house. How about we live in peace and harmony?"
"Brothers, we are all small characters. If the gods are fighting above, we brats should not join in! Otherwise, our lives will be in vain!"
The people in the city whispered to each other and then asked, "How can I trust you! Who knows if you are waiting for the reinforcements to come back and kill us all..."
"Damn! Why did I lie to you? Master Hunchun launched this mutiny to block the Rakshasa ghosts north of Heilongjiang and prevent them from crossing the river to massacre us Chinese..."
"That's all! This passion can be seen in the daylight! I want you to guarantee that when Lord Hunchun comes to Qiqihar, he will let you see with your own eyes the secret decree of Lord Long Live!"
Lao Lin sneered and said, "Besides, do you still have a choice now? You have to look at your own capabilities when bargaining..."
"Now! Everyone listens to the order! Return to the camp, and you are not allowed to leave the camp without orders! I will send someone to send you one hundred thousand extra food and silver in a while. In the past few days, you have to improve the food in the military camp... Look at all of you, you are all sallow and thin. What's it like?"
After beating, beating and kneading, the military disaster at the South Gate finally disappeared. The half-mad Jin Zuoling was tied up with a rope and sent to the top of the city to reunite with his family, while the other soldiers began to retreat slowly and returned to the South Camp. Waiting for the final outcome of the whole mutiny.
The choice of these little people is correct. Mutinies with political purposes like this always bear the greatest risks at the top, and of course the benefits are also the most generous.
Jin Zuozhen is afraid that the Queen Mother will kill his family, but the lower-level officers are not afraid, because anyone who comes to power needs lower-level officers to command the entire army, and no one will kill all the command structures of an army unless he is a madman. .
Grandpa Zhang, Vice General Lin and others understand the mentality of these grassroots officers and soldiers very well. After all this is done, the situation in Qiqihar City will be stabilized.
In the archery tower of the city gate tower, Lao Lin began to write furiously on silk, preparing to report the news of the successful mutiny to Aihui City. Everyone's faces were filled with excitement. The hard journey has finally paid off.
The private soldiers below were all whispering to each other, and everyone was imagining what Tepuxin and the officers would look like when they knew their hometown had been raided.
After all, there are some risks in using carrier pigeons to deliver messages. Pigeons have many natural enemies. Just in case, a total of three secret letters were written, and the three carrier pigeons were released together.
Watching the pigeons flying into the sky with fluttering wings, Old Lin let out a long breath, "Brother Zhang! Tell me, how did you find these three bastards?"
Lao Zhang didn't say anything but the black dog and the second donkey behind him rushed to say, "Not only did we find these three pigeon breeders, we also found two hidden accountants, Tepuxin's two favorite concubines and his youngest My favorite son..."
"Oh?" Everyone was fascinated when they heard this. "What kind of good method can actually catch so many big fish!"
Grandpa Zhang scratched his head and smiled sarcastically, "It's nothing, actually it's nothing..."
Old age is a treasure. Grandpa Zhang is a native of the city. He has been in the army for more than 30 years and is very familiar with the whole city. He has acquaintances in black, white and gray, and all kinds of gossip cannot be hidden from him.
As mentioned before, pigeon breeders were completely high-level technical workers in ancient times. They were responsible for important intelligence work of the army, so their remuneration has always been very generous.
Even if the other top soldiers can't pay their salaries, the general won't owe them any money. After all, those few men can't make any money, so they might as well fatten up and work hard.
Therefore, the pigeon breeders in the army have always been classified as fat and poor, and their living standards in Qiqihar City are already well-off or above.
Not only that, in the late Qing Dynasty, the dandies of the Eight Banners loved to play with birds. This was a kind of custom. At that time, there was a saying that "Belle has three treasures: thumbs, walnuts, and caged birds." In other words, raising birds for fun was a very popular social phenomenon. .
A good bird is expensive, and pigeon farmers also raise birds. They often raise starlings, thrushes, parrots at home...some even cook eagles, which is amazing. With this technology and the With the salary in the military, one can imagine how wealthy they live.
In Qiqihar City, these three pigeon farmers already belong to wealthy families.
With money in their hands, working in a general's mansion, and having a group of bad friends, these three people without exception became addicted to smoking.
This is information that can easily be missed, but Grandpa Zhang is keenly aware of it! He thought to himself that since everyone was sure that the pigeon breeder did not escape from the general's mansion, he must be hiding.
After hiding for such a long time, is it still possible for you to become addicted to smoking? Thinking of this, Grandpa Zhang collected a batch of top-quality Indian horseshoe soil from Tepuxin's private treasury, grilled it directly on the charcoal fire, and then smoked it room by room.
"Stop hiding! Come out and take a sip...it smells so good! It's so beautiful! It's so enjoyable!"
"Is there anyone here? Come out and smoke! Top-quality Indian horse-shoe soil. If you don't smoke, I can't leave..."
Just like this, I searched house after house, and finally found clues in the grain farm of the pigeon house!
Who would have thought that three dogs were actually hiding in the mountains of corn fields with bamboo pipes in their mouths, which were prepared to be ground and mixed into feed for the pigeons.
The three heavy smokers couldn't stand the stimulation of the scent of horseshoe soil, so they swayed and swayed, exposing themselves. As for the other ones, they were discovered by accident. No one expected that there were so many darkrooms in the general's mansion, which shows how timid Tepuxin is.
"Sir, there is another unexpected discovery! These two accountants are in charge of Tepuxin's private accounts. We have made a major discovery!"
