There was a buzzing sound, and there was a loud bang in Tepuxin's head, and he could not hear anything else said by the people behind him. Hunchun was able to learn this information, which only meant that Qiqihar had fallen, and the fall was extremely complete.
The deepest-hidden account is actually Tepu Xin's life-saving talisman. He is also afraid that the royal family such as Yishan, Yi?, Yixuan, and the Queen Mother will kill the donkey. This secret account of his and Mr. Secret Account have always been entrusted to him. His dad takes care of it.
Moreover, Yishan, Yi? and others who were insinuating others also knew a little bit about it, so they did not dare to do too much to Tepuxin over the years. The two sides maintained a very delicate balance and a mutual threat.
It is precisely because of this secret book that Tepuxin's 'business' can share dividends with the princes, and his official career can be so stable.
But damn it, who wants to sit at home and have a coup come from the sky? And that damn old man, it’s not like he doesn’t know the importance of this matter. Why didn’t he destroy the accounts in advance and kill the accountant?
Tepuxin really thought too highly of his father. At the critical moment, the old man was so stupid that he didn't care about his own life as long as he had money. He would also think about secret accounts and murder, and he had long forgotten all about it.
The dejected Tepuxin was beaten like a dead chicken by the angry generals, held up by his neck and shaken in the crowd, and some bloody men outside the customs yelled curses.
"You bastards, you have lost your conscience! You and Yishan deceived us so much ten years ago! What nonsense about the lack of food and grass, what secret instructions from the court, and how you say the overall situation is the most important thing! I don't believe that I risk my life to fight with the Rakshasa ghost. , even if we can’t win, we can at least force a tie!”
"The land of Longxing of our ancestors was sold by you villains! Are you still a human being?"
"Tear out his heart and let us all see if this bastard still has a human heart! Let's see if it's black!"
Betrayal and deception are two of the most hated emotions for human beings. When Hunchun received the latest flying pigeon letter from Vice General Lin this morning, the secret from ten years ago almost made him mad.
Without thinking too much, Hunchun shared this top-secret information with the generals who had just surrendered. The men outside the customs were violent. When they heard that such a shameless thing had happened, they were filled with indignation and vowed to find Tepuxin and Yishan. These two bastards seek revenge.
More than one million square kilometers were just cut away. How could we not feel distressed? What's more, it's not just the court's land that has been taken away. Do these generals outside the customs have land deeds to thousands of acres of mountains and forests? The land outside the customs is not valuable, and you can buy hundreds of acres with just a few hundred taels.
Although the land output in the bitter cold land is not much, human beings have a desire to occupy more land. Anyway, the price is not high. If you buy more and keep it, who knows when it will be worth it.
The land north of Heilongjiang and east of Ussuri was not unclaimed land. When the imperial court sold its sovereignty, it also sold the property rights of these generals. This was a direct blow to someone else's cooking pot.
Today we have found the culprit, why don't we give him a good beating to vent his anger!
In the end, it was Sister Wu who came forward to rescue Tepuxin, otherwise this bastard would have been beaten to death! It's really not a joke. These foreigners are really fierce. Some of them actually took out daggers and wanted to dig out Tepuxin's heart.
After this commotion, the generals were completely united with Hunchun. The generals present no longer had any hesitation. Everyone jumped on the imperialist chariot. From today on, the entire Heilongjiang war machine officially belongs to Aixinjueluo. Zai Chun, the Tongzhi Emperor of the Qing Dynasty.
Along the south bank of the Heilongjiang River, carrier pigeons were flying everywhere in the sky. Post roads and small roads were connected with fast horse expresses. Checkpoints, passes, camps... villages, towns, small towns and even bandits' cottages all received the latest news.
Thousands of words combined into one sentence: "Tepxin is a traitor, and he secretly let Rakshasa ghosts cross the border. General Ning Guta couldn't stand it anymore, so he secretly invited the emperor's Shangfang sword to lead troops into Qiqihar and Aihui cities. Destroy Tepuxin’s lair and capture this traitor alive!”
"Young and old men in Heilongjiang, no matter you are gangster, white or gray, let's fight against the devils together and keep the Rakshasa ghosts in the north of Heilongjiang!"
Although this order did not spread throughout Heilongjiang, the people along the Heilongjiang River downstream from Aihui City knew about it.
It seemed as if the world suddenly became lively. In the past, groups of people suddenly appeared on the mountain roads where only the Orion mountain people appeared. The bandits of Maodong in the old forest even started small-scale activities. They did not even break open fires. Secretly observe what is happening outside.
People's hearts can be used. The Chinese people are full of contradictions behind closed doors, but once they face foreign enemies, their mentality is still the same.
"Pay, pay! King Shan makes way, and the eight hundred households of Wild Wolf Jackets are paying for the front line! Your Majesty, don't do anything. This is for the soldiers fighting Rakshasa ghosts on the front!"
"Borrowing the road, borrowing the road, you mountain god grandfathers are borrowing the road! A young man of fifty from the nine-household shack went to Heilongjiang to kill Rakshasa ghosts, borrowing the mountain god's road, sorry, sorry!"
Deep in the mountains, the sound of people banging gongs could be heard from one path after another. The people who drove their animals and carried grains took the few rations they had left after the winter, and even sent the young adults in the village to go together. Heilongjiang went to help defend.
The people's hearts are indeed at their service. When they heard that this time Hunchun came with the emperor's decree to fight the Rakshasa ghosts, the simple and kind-hearted people forgot the shamelessness of corrupt officials and the hardship of their own lives. Even if there was only one bottom left in the rice vat, They should also be shaved off and sent to the front line.
"This is a national war! Great princes and mountain gods, show your noble hands!" The old man kept beating the gong and shouting along the way.
These people are not really calling for the land of the mountain gods. What they say is just what the beards and bandits who are everywhere outside the customs listen to.
We are passing through the territory of the uncles. Although we have some food and money, it is all sent to the front line to fight the Japanese. I beg the bosses of the various cottages not to take it away.
Loud shouts of directions resounded through the mountains. These shouts made the bearded bandits in the mountains so ashamed that they felt like they were crawling into a mouse hole.
The big guy who couldn't help but jumped out of his hiding place and yelled, "Your ancestors, stop shouting! Who doesn't know that Hunchun is going to fight the Rakshasa ghost? Your fucking shouting on purpose is disgusting to me, isn't it?"
"The blockage in front has been released a long time ago. Don't tell me that you have gone. Grandpa, I have to go down the mountain. I won't see anything big for eight hundred years. I have to go and see for myself..."
"The world has changed. The bastard official actually has a conscience? The soldier actually has a bone? Damn it, grandpa, I have to do this kind of thing to bring honor to our ancestors! Order soldiers in the copycat, don't It’s winter for cats, so go out and stretch your bones!”
"Kill the Rakshasa ghosts and go away!" Everyone in the mountains and rivers, whether officials, civilians, or bandits and soldiers, had one thought at this moment, kill the devils and stop the Rakshasa ghosts who eat children.
Note: The plot of the Far East is about to come to an end. Some people say that Xinjing has been a little slowed down recently. In fact, this is not the case. After all, this is the first base of the Zai Chun Emperor Party, and it is also the first land where the Chinese nation established a country due to war. It is very important for the future plot, so I have to write more.
Every author has his own writing style. Xinjing likes to create the image of some small characters and describe the faces of some people in the market. This is Yinlong's style, and I will not change the style.
Some people like to read novels that revolve around the protagonist. Every chapter must revolve around the protagonist. If you can't see the protagonist in three chapters and just talk about it, then I'm really sorry. Hidden Dragon is not that style of novel.
Hidden Dragon is more about presenting a world of the late Qing Dynasty, an ukiyo-e of all living beings, rather than a first-person perspective game with millions of words that revolve around the protagonist alone.
Therefore, Xinjing will continue to create countless little characters in the future, and will continue to describe the late Qing society that is neither far nor close to us now.
"Along the River During the Qingming Festival" is beautiful precisely because it has no protagonist! Is not it?
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