"Isn't it incredible? This is the true heritage of the Forbidden City. The saying that all the people in the world are the king's ministers is not just a rhetoric. Who among the world's talents doesn't want to sell their goods to the emperor's family?"
Zai Chun knew that the danger was over, and began to boast to Gordon complacently, "These two are retreat disciples accepted by our ancestors, secret protectors of the Forbidden City. The bald one is called Lian Jiu, and the one with the goatee is called Hu Xiaoxin... …”
"These are the old foundations of the Forbidden City's guardians. If my trip to Europe this time was not too far away, my mother would not be willing to let them leave the capital. They are already the first-class masters under our ancestors..."
"Do you know how they usually train? It will scare you to death if you tell me... Two people will light a gun and throw it back and forth. At the moment when it is about to explode, they will throw the gun into a deep place a hundred meters away. In the pit..."
"This is a kind of competition to see which group can throw and catch the most times, and whoever can make the gun explode at the mouth of the pit will have excellent results!"
"The training is about courage and hand-eye coordination. The key is that these people have internal strength and control ability far better than ordinary people! This kind of training is to guard against someone attacking with a gun. With their hand-eye skills, they can easily Throw it back before it explodes!"
"Don't always think that your foreign guns and artillery are invincible in the world. I, the Qing Kingdom, also have unique skills!"
Gordon was dumbfounded. He had never thought that there was such a perverted training method in the world. Using real weapons to practice hand-eye coordination was so dangerous!
But the vivid reality appeared in front of him, and he had to believe that the three rotten eggs were not broken after being stolen by the hat. God knows how they resolved the impact. It is conceivable that larger and heavier eggs would be in these It’s even easier in front of people. Long√tan√book√net
The order at the scene gradually began to be restored. The six Tsarist Russian attackers had been pinned to the ground, and their heads were beaten with blood. The police who came to support handcuffed the attackers.
The Imperial Guards did not intervene during the entire process. They just used war horses to set up a cordon to separate the distance between the people and the emperor.
"Escort the emperor to evacuate! Evacuate here immediately..." The commander of the Guards immediately ordered the team to turn around and return to Buckingham Palace. Today's inspection mission must be cancelled.
But at this moment, Zai Chun discovered the cameras and excited reporters in the crowd, and Zai Chun, who was so excited, was immediately tempted.
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"Haha, the first wave of attacks was called luring the snake out of its hole. It relied on a group of Tsarist Russian thugs to expose all the masters around Emperor Tongzhi. This gave the assassins behind him an accurate location!"
Xiang Ying on the Zhiyuan explained the entire assassination process to Cai Bixia with a sly smile. The first batch of ambushers were Tsarist Russians, with the purpose of creating chaos and exposing the target.
"Do you think that kid Zai Chun will just turn around and leave? That's right, that's right. If you think so, you are absolutely wrong. Zai Chun is crazy on his own. He will not let go of any opportunity to show his image in the newspaper. He He will never run away, he will even get off the carriage and go see the injured British citizens in person..."
"I know his true identity, he will definitely do this, hahaha..." Xiang Ying's sneer made Cai Bixia shudder.
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Xiang Ying's analysis is not wrong at all. Zai Chun is still such a stinky half-year-old child, and everyone in the world has a kind of inertial thinking. When human beings survive a danger, they always subconsciously wake up to their own luck instead of You will think that there are more dangerous existences behind.
This is called luck psychology.
"Wait a minute!" Zai Chun shouted to stop the imperial guards from taking unauthorized actions. "I didn't say stop, so what right do you have to change the itinerary?"
"Is it because of this little assassination? You underestimate me too much, and you underestimate the monarch of the Qing Dynasty too much! Do you think I am a coward?"
"So many citizens are injured, shouldn't I go visit them? You want me to be a deserter!"
"Your Majesty..." The commander of the Imperial Guard was unable to utter a single sentence after being scolded. He watched Zai Chun get out of the carriage and began to approach the crowd.
"Your Majesty, don't take risks..." Da Sixi reminded with trembling legs.
"Get out! Do you dare to take care of me even if you are a dog slave?" Zai Chun scolded him with his eyes widened.
At this time, the older guard Lian Jiu hesitated and stood up and said with a smile, "Long live Lord... The situation is unclear now. You really don't want to go there. Just sit in the car while we escort you to the steel plant." Come on..."
He still respected the man who had just sold his life, Zai Chun. He lowered his voice and said, "You don't understand. This is a major military matter. If I show my face now, I can bring countless benefits to the Qing Dynasty. You don't understand." ah……"
After speaking, Zai Chun met the reporter's gaze and walked over.
The crowd immediately became excited. These villagers were ordinary poor people in the suburbs of London. They were content to take a look at the Chinese Emperor from a distance, but they did not expect that the Chinese Emperor actually stepped out of the car in person.
The reporters who followed us were even more excited. They were now very glad that they did not leave early before they got the big news. Those colleagues who chose to leave in the city will definitely regret it when they look back.
Zai Chun walked among the citizens with a smile, without even looking at the thugs who were pushed to the ground. Instead, he walked among the injured people. He was seen holding a man's hand and looking at the knife wound in his palm.
"Injured? Just now I saw you bravely grabbing the sword. You're doing a good job. Reward!"
The man who acted bravely was so excited that he trembled with excitement. He did not expect that the emperor would actually shake hands with him, and then the emperor's entourage would give him a reward of twenty pounds.
"Take it, go see the doctor and sell some food to your family. His Majesty the Emperor thanks you for your bravery!"
"Long live His Majesty the Emperor! Long live the Emperor of China!" The man holding twenty pounds forgot about the pain. He raised his hands in the air and cheered excitedly.
The shutter clicked, and the scene was permanently frozen in the photo.
Zai Chun started to put on a show, but the hearts of the people around him were in their throats. Lian Jiu and Hu Xin were guarding Long Live Lord from the left and right, looking at every face in the crowd with their eyes.
The muscles all over his body were tense, and his Dantian was full of vitality, as if it were pressed on a spring. If he encountered danger, he would react immediately.
Zai Chun was too trusting, he was still a child after all. He didn't know that the danger was getting closer and closer. He shook hands and comforted the wounded one by one, but there were twelve or thirteen people injured in the conflict just now, which was a delay. A lot of time.
He had no idea that the two 'policemen' who had worked hardest to suppress the attackers were now looking fierce.
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