On the third day after the terrorist action on the Bund, the belated Emperor Tongzhi finally arrived at the Huangpu River Estuary. This time, Shanghai Road and many forces in the south of the Yangtze River learned the lessons learned three days ago and never dared to do so again. What a people-friendly performance, the entire Huangpu River was filled with carefully selected people.
The embassies and consulates of various countries issued strict orders. Every foreigner who attended the welcoming ceremony of Emperor Tongzhi must register at the embassy or consulate, must surrender any weapons, and must undergo three strict body searches when entering the Bund.
All buildings on the Bund, no matter which country you are from, must be cleared, and any commanding heights must be guarded by trustworthy soldiers.
The Chinese Marine Corps, the Qing officers and soldiers from Shanghai Road, the elite veterans of the Hunan Army, and the sailors selected from the foreigners.
You occupy a building, I occupy a building, each has its own jurisdiction, each has its own areas of responsibility. If there is a slight mistake in the celebration ceremony of the return of the Qing Emperor, who will bear the blame, even foreign devils have to be careful point.
Prince Chun Yipei, Weng Tonghe, Fu Qing, Feng Fu and other senior officials from the capital came to greet him only two days earlier than Emperor Tongzhi's Yujia, while Ninth Commander Zeng Guoquan, Li Hongzhang and other Hunan Army generals had already been waiting in Shanghai.
When the Chinese unloaded their money, these senior officials of the Qing Dynasty did not show up for the sake of reserve. However, after such an attack, the Ninth Commander Zeng Guoquan, Li Hongzhang and others were all frightened. At the critical moment, it was their Hunan Army's control of Jiangnan. The strongest.
All the people who greeted him sat down together!
The Ninth Marshal took command of Shanghai Road, took away the power of Shanghai Road, and ordered the Hunan army to descend into the countryside. Ten men in each natural village recommended three people to each other to greet them.
The lives of these ten people are all connected. As long as they are recommended to welcome the people, if they dare to misbehave, ten people will watch together, and their children will be sent to Zuo Zongtang as slaves.
Not only the common people have to sit together, but also the local officials, the village's security chief, Li Jia, village chief and all the officials in the county government.
If the people under someone's rule get into trouble, the layers of immortality will have to peel off their skins, and no one will be able to keep their job in the yamen run by three generations.
Moreover, there are quota lists everywhere, and if you can’t find enough people, you say you are afraid of taking responsibility and deliberately send less people? If you ruin the lively atmosphere of the celebration, you will also be punished by death!
The entire local economy has completely stagnated. All workshops with more than fifty workers gathered together will be shut down. No matter what you are, whether you are a silk reeler, a potter, a blacksmith... all walks of life, as long as there are more than fifty employees. Small workshops have to be closed for safety reasons.
All employees are on holiday and are being driven out of Shanghai!
Qingshui Street has a loess-paved road. People are not even allowed to empty toilets for these three days. All feces has to be hidden in the house and stifled. What should I do if the smelly water flows into the Huangpu River and smokes Long Live the Lord?
Are there boats on the river? Are you kidding me? How dare you do business after all this time? A group of beautiful facades were left behind, and the rest were blasted away. The small boats were blasted upstream to Minhang and Jinshan, and the large ships were blasted up the Yangtze River, all to the Changshu area.
From the intersection of the Huangpu River and the Yangtze River to the Bund, everywhere you can see is a harmonious pastoral scenery!
There are colorful sheds and farmland along both sides of the river, and the people don't have patched clothes to wear. The river has been free of urban pollution for three days, and it was soon washed clean by the clear water from upstream.
Small awning boats cruising back and forth in the south of the Yangtze River, the white sailboats of the foreign devils were clean and dazzling, and the steamboats were all burned with top-quality white coal that did not emit black smoke.
There are paintings everywhere you look. The beautiful scenery of Jiangnan Water Town is actually mixed with a bit of colonial exotic style!
September 9th in the golden autumn is the Double Ninth Festival!
On this day, from four o'clock in the morning, the people who had been carefully rehearsed put on new clothes issued by the government. Every one of them was so nervous that they couldn't even walk in the new clothes.
The elders and influential landowners of each village and town began to maintain order with the strong men in their families. Everyone was responsible for their own villages, and they gathered people together one by one.
"Come here from Nanqiao Xiaozhuang... come here and count the people one by one. There are a total of sixteen people in our village. Don't lose any of them!"
"Follow me to get breakfast and lunch. I don't know how long it will take to wait later!"
"Follow me from Huating...come this way from Hengyun..."
"Make way, give way...quickly make way for Master Bing..."
Horse hooves are like thunder, and teams of cavalry are galloping on the street with fast guns on their backs and wearing brand-new military uniforms. The people along the way quickly take cover!
Countless porridge shacks were prepared in advance on Shanghai Road around the Bund. In order to welcome the emperor, governors from all over the Yangtze River also spent a lot of money. All kinds of materials were desperately transported here, which suppressed the price of food in Shanghai by 40%.
"It's time to eat, it's time to eat... There are no bowls and chopsticks, only rice balls, steamed buns, and steamed buns... You can eat as much as you want, but listen carefully, don't eat until you feel bloated and then have diarrhea halfway!"
"If anyone dares to run to the toilet when we are welcoming you, I will chop off the heads of your whole village!"
The officers from Songjiang Prefecture and Shanghai Road were sweating profusely from exhaustion, and all the porridge shacks were steaming hot. Today was truly the Chinese New Year, and the dry rice they had eaten so early in the morning was not even watery at all.
Greasy rice balls, a meatball bun, and porcelain white flour steamed buns... Just eat these three!
"Young man, are you crazy? Aren't you afraid that twenty meat buns will kill you?" The village security guard got angry and slapped you in the face. "I tell you, there is not a drop of water for you to drink today. I am just afraid that you will show off!"
"You will lose your head if you make a fool of yourself after eating so much! Put it back and eat less. Which is more important, your life or your food?"
A master from the Songjiang Prefecture next to him sneered, "Older people should understand the truth. That's it. You don't have water to drink today. You have to endure no matter how thirsty you are..."
"God knows when Long Live Lord's ship will arrive. From the moment you finish this meal, you have to wait until Lord Long Live hosts a dinner party. Then you can go home!"
"Eat more solid food...but don't eat too much. No one will save you if you die..."
Under layers of pressure, the starving villagers could only eat at 70% of their usual food intake. Looking at the oily buns and rice balls, they were so petty that they shed tears.
"I've never had such a good meal during the Chinese New Year... Why don't you care about having enough? Why don't you care about having enough..."
The village chief quickly pulled him aside and said, "Keep your voice down! Do you know that as long as you endure it today and don't make any trouble, each of us will get one silver dollar in wages!"
"You brat, you can still get one silver dollar by kneeling for Long Live Lord for a day. Then go buy some meat buns and eat them yourself!"
The crowd suddenly became excited, biting their ears to convey the good news, buzzing like a swarm of flies taking off!
At this moment, the chant "One, two, one... One, two, one... One, two, three, four..." suddenly sounded on the street. The sound was accompanied by the sound of neat running.
The people eating saw row after row of Chinese Marines, fully armed, appearing on the streets!
Then came the Hunan Army troops, the foreign sailors, the Qing Green Camp, and the cavalry all over the city... one square formation after another, with no end in sight.
The common people have been afraid of this since ancient times, and they kept running away in fear!
There was a thin layer of sweat on Taipa Suzuki's forehead. When he arrived at the Chinese security area in Wusongkou, he shouted, "Everyone... stand at attention!"
"Every unit rests where it is...distribute field grade A individual rations! Eat..."
