A man in a top hat walked in from outside. He was wearing a half-worn woolen coat with the collar turned up high and some white ice crystals on his shoulders.
"Is it snowing?" the doctor asked, and turned to look out the window. Sure enough, the gloomy sky outside the window had already sparsely fallen gray snow flakes.
Da Sixi looked at the stranger in front of him and frowned, "This gentleman..."
"Hello, sir, I am the special envoy of the French Emperor Napoleon III. Are you satisfied with this gift?"
"Fuck you!" Da Sixi jumped up immediately. "French guys? You guys just failed to assassinate His Majesty. You turned around and wanted to attack me? Come on..."
Just when Da Sixi was about to call the guard for help, the dental doctor rushed over like a gust of wind and covered his mouth with his hand.
The little eunuch who was the translator brought by Da Sixi's eyes was so frightened that he almost lost his breath. The French envoy stretched out his hand and pinched the little eunuch's chin and whispered, "Don't make any noise, I come here with good intentions. It would be bad for both of us if the fight breaks out, what do you think..."
"Translate, translate for me slowly... Very good, don't be afraid. I have a bag of gold francs here. This is a commission for you. Please translate well..."
Only now did Da Sixi wake up. He knew that this was not the Forty-Nine City, but the distant and exotic London. Even the emperor was assassinated here, let alone his own eunuch. He probably wouldn't be able to break it even if he died. case.
Da Sixi's legs were shaking after waking up from boredom. "This... this gentleman... I am just a serving eunuch. I can't help you with anything... I really don't dare to accept the generous gift!"
"Dear Sir, you have misunderstood us. This time I came here with good intentions and without any hostility. I want to give you the truth, and I hope you can convey it to His Majesty Emperor Tongzhi!"
"You just said that we France assassinated His Majesty. I must make it clear that this is an absolute mistake. This assassination has nothing to do with us France!"
"Although the assassin is French, he has escaped from France because he owes a huge loan shark. As for his every move in Canada, we don't know!"
"And this time when they returned to Europe from Canada, the source of the funds they received had nothing to do with us in France, but had something to do with a hotel called the Big White Goose!"
"I don't know if you believe it. After a long period of investigation by our French intelligence agency, we have found that the personnel exchanges at the Big White Goose Hotel have some connection with Prussia... Can you see any clues?"
"You...what do you mean?" Da Sixi heard something in her words.
"Dear Sir, although we have no evidence, because all the evidence chains have been cut off, and many people have been silenced...but these cut off chains have a very hidden direction!"
The special envoy smiled grimly and said, "This hidden direction has pointed out the location of the real culprit... That is the China-Puertz Friendship Foundation headquartered in Hamburg!"
"Impossible!" Da Sixi jumped up like a cat that had stepped on its tail. "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"My lord, whether it is impossible or not should be judged by your Majesty. We only hope that you can give your Majesty a few words..."
"First of all, we in France have enmity with the Chinese, and we have no enmity with the Qing Dynasty. Although we had unpleasant wars before, that is over. After the treaty is signed, we will be a friendly and equal country!"
"Without the slightest hatred, why should we assassinate His Majesty Emperor Tongzhi? This makes no sense!"
"I think your wise Majesty will be able to understand the secret behind this. Who is the ultimate beneficiary of assassinating your Majesty?"
"In addition..." The special envoy lowered his voice and dropped a piece of news that shocked Da Sixi.
Not daring to show any slights, Da Sixi led his men and began to return to Buckingham Palace despite the increasingly heavy wind and snow. When he saw the little emperor, Zai Chun was watching with interest the British maids decorating the Christmas tree in the living room. .
The pine splits were burning in the fireplace, and the delicious smell of pine oil filled the living room, adding a sense of warmth to the festive atmosphere.
"You are back for your fourth birthday? Let me see your big gold teeth and see if they are beautiful... Don't tell me, this Western Spring Festival is really interesting!"
"Your Majesty...can this servant have a few words with Your Majesty alone?" Da Sixi rubbed his hands and said uneasily.
"What are you trying to do again? Are you worried because of the telegram the day before yesterday? Don't think about it, I'm tolerant, I'm here to protect you, nothing will happen to you..."
The telegram that Emperor Tongzhi mentioned was a protest telegram sent by the Qing Premier's Yamen. The assassination of Emperor Tongzhi set off a huge wave in Beijing.
Although the government strictly guarded against the news spreading to the people, people in the officialdom went crazy when they heard the news. Weng Tonghe and Qingliu knelt in the courtyard of Yangxin Hall and refused to get up.
They forced the queen mother and the prince to rescue the emperor immediately. In their eyes, the little emperor was already in a deep and fiery hell.
The crowd was so excited that Weng Tonghe almost hit the wall and committed suicide. Faced with such a tough attitude, the Queen Mother of the two palaces, Prince Gong and others could not stand it.
This resulted in the strongest protest telegram in recent years, which was sent directly to the British Embassy and then urgently sent to London.
The Qing Empire strongly protested this atrocity and demanded that the British severely punish the murderers. It also asked the British to immediately escort Emperor Tongzhi back to the country. At the end of the telegram, it also vaguely threatened the British Foreign Minister. If anything happened to Emperor Tongzhi, then the Qing Empire would All treaties with Britain will be abrogated, and the two countries will immediately enter a state of war.
The British Foreign Office also felt the pressure of being able to force those cowards to this point, and in the end they could only ask Emperor Tongzhi to come forward to ease the situation.
As a result, Zai Chun sent three consecutive telegrams to the country, vaguely discussing Britain's intention to prepare secret reparations. This made Sijiucheng's anger subside a little.
However, the Forbidden City could give face to Britain, but it could not give face to others. Cixi even sent a telegram to Xiao Letian in her own name, scolding Xiao Letian.
Even Fu Hui, who was hiding in Tanggu, was called to the Forbidden City and was scolded to death.
As for the eunuchs and guards who followed Zai Chun abroad, they suffered even more. Prince Gong's telegram was very violent, and he shouted that all his entourage would be thrown into death row.
If the entire envoy hadn't been supported by Zai Chun, they would have been scared to death.
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