The critical moment was a good opportunity for the slaves to show their loyalty. I saw Lian Xing and other officials from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, as well as the petty officials and eunuchs who were waiting for him. They were obviously helpless, but they all acted like they were ready to die. Like the soldiers, they surrounded Emperor Tongzhi.
One by one, they glared angrily at the people carrying chariots around them!
"You guys stay away, I want to ask questions...what's going on?"
The fishermen in Dianshan Lake quickly kowtowed and said, "No... no assassins... There were too many people just now. The copper work on the dumplings caught the flesh of the civilians and tore a hole... There are really no assassins, no..."
"The imperial doctor...diagnose and treat me quickly! You are injured because of me. What reward do you want?"
"No... the common people don't want rewards. Long live the Lord has exempted them from taxes for six years. If people are satisfied... God will not do anything if they are not satisfied..."
Emperor Tongzhi looked at him and smiled, "Yeah! He is an honest man..." After thinking about it, the little emperor actually took out the bright yellow handkerchief from his arms.
"Manshun! Tie my handkerchief to the wound on his arm... From now on, I will allow him to go fishing with his arm wrapped in bright yellow! I believe that with this handkerchief, no one will bully you, so live a peaceful life!" "
Manshun gasped tiredly. He took the handkerchief and tied it on the wound himself. "You are a blessing that has been cultivated in eight lifetimes! With this bright yellow half of your arm, no one will dare to bully you in the future. Live your life well." …”
This really became a good story. After Emperor Tongzhi left, the real name of this Dianshan Lake fisherman was forgotten, but his nickname resounded throughout Songjiang Mansion.
Dianshan half-arm yellow! When the old people in Songjiang Prefecture mentioned this nickname, no one would pick Thumbs Up. Even the fish he caught was a hot-seller in Shanghai restaurants that were eager to get it!
In the midst of this small farce, the large team arriving to greet them also arrived. The plainclothes soldiers brought by the Ninth Commander of the Hunan Army squeezed into the crowd and began to block the innermost security circle.
The Chinese snipers began to move with Emperor Tongzhi, and the highest points around him were all within the sniper's fire control range.
The dragon boats on the Huangpu River began to dock to send the little emperor across the river, while on the other side of the Bund, envoys from various countries and old shopkeepers and other Jiangnan merchants all poured into the street to look at the east bank.
Outside the crowd, Da Sixi was bowing to Er Mao, who had been wandering around. "My Lord Manager, you have to say something... Lord Long Live, I will listen to your advice. You can't let these stinky people get too close to Lord Long Live... …”
"I'm scared to death. My legs are weak now. Please give me a word, Mr. Ermao!"
Er Mao sighed, "Can't you understand such a trivial matter? No need to persuade me, Long Live the Lord. Didn't I say that each person will be rewarded with three silver coins? Then let's reward him now..."
"As long as the cash counter in the distance opens, people will naturally flow away. Why do you still need to persuade Long Live Lord?"
"General Manager Ermao is right!" Following the voice came none other than Ninth Commander Zeng Guoquan and Li Hongzhang, the welcoming representatives of the Hunan Army, followed by a group of Hunan Army officials.
Seeing Er Mao, a celebrity in front of Emperor Tongzhi and the head of state, those officials didn't dare to show off, and they all saluted!
Ermao hurriedly returned the gift, "Nine handsome... Anyway, it is indeed dangerous for Long Live Master to mix with these people... Hurry up and divide the money. After taking out the cash, the people will naturally divide their money..."
"That's right, I have sent people to stand at the counter at Wusongkou where Long Live Lord just appeared. Someone will immediately notify the people to collect the reward!"
"Now Long Live Lord, you have to get on the dragon boat immediately. As long as you get on the boat and cross the river, you will get rid of these people!"
Just as he was saying this, the eagle came back to life. The master from Jiangnan, who was as famous as Master Long, winked at the Ninth Commander. The Ninth Commander apologized and turned around and walked to a secluded place.
The eagle took a breath and let go of his hand on his waist, only to reveal a bright red face: "Ninth Commander, let Master Long Live get on the boat and cross the river...there are experts in the crowd!"
"It seems that the Fenshui Emei thorn scratched my skin...it's not poisonous, but it also made that guy slip away..."
"I don't know why the assassin didn't take action, and I can't guess his identity...but it is indeed dangerous, really dangerous!"
Even though the Ninth Commander Zeng Guoquan was so brave, he was so frightened that he was sweating all over his body. "Oh my God! Who did this? What if the emperor was assassinated in Songjiang Mansion?"
Zeng Guoquan didn't dare to think about it anymore. Zeng Guoquan knew that if an assassin really showed up, the blame would definitely be put on his head. With such a master coming from the Hunan Army's territory, who else could be there besides the Zeng family's eagle dogs?
Yingying was a smart man. He secretly exchanged three moves with the assassin in the crowd but no one made a fuss. Moreover, Yingying even threatened the injured Dianshan Half-Armed Huang not to say anything.
That's right, the fisherman in Dianshan Lake's skin was scratched by the copper work. It was accidentally injured when he was fighting. Fortunately, his skin was rough and his flesh was thick, so the eagle stopped his mouth in time and didn't cry out.
"That fisherman, I promised him two hundred taels of silver and asked him to keep quiet. The Ninth Commander quickly sent someone to give him the money..."
"Yes, yes... you did the right thing! Fortunately, the fisherman admitted that he scratched himself. You were just preventing the enemy from blaming us!"
The eagle kept silent, the fishermen accepted their bad luck, and the assassin disappeared smoothly... Then this attempted assassination did not exist.
If it doesn't exist, naturally there will be no political enemies to attack the Hunan Army!
At this time, the officers of Songjiang Prefecture rang the gong, "The people who are greeting us quickly go back to their respective teams, and under the leadership of the village elders, go to Wusongkou just now to collect the money!"
"Three silver dollars per person...and mung bean soup and lunch...go quickly!"
At this time, Weng Tonghe and Fu Qing also squeezed in, "Long live my Lord! You see, the people also have to eat. Shall we get on the boat? The foreign minister on the other side is preparing a banquet!"
"Let's go...the two father-in-laws will lead the way, and I will get on the boat with Your Majesty!"
Emperor Tongzhi, who had played a big drama that was close to the people, was also a little hungry. Surrounded by many courtiers, he walked off the trestle and boarded the dragon boat. Amidst the cheers of the people on the river bank, he sailed from the east bank to the Bund on the west bank.
This was the end of a chaotic episode during the reception. The hungry people dispersed to collect their money and then go home. The long-arranged luncheon finally started. It was just empty diplomatic rhetoric, no matter how good the food was. It's just for display.
Emperor Tongzhi's people-friendly performance today shocked everyone, especially the scene of tens of thousands of people carrying the royal chariot from Wusongkou to the Bund, which made everyone, including the foreign devils, understand the power of the little emperor.
This is definitely not an emperor who can be manipulated like dough. This is a people-friendly monarch who can inspire people's hearts and is very destructive.
Especially Yi Pei, he still remembered that the little emperor once looked at him lightly when he was above the crowd!
That look in his eyes was a demonstration, a very obvious demonstration. It was Emperor Tongzhi showing his imperial power and using the people's support to push back the officials in the court!
Don't be aggressive! Is it okay for Zai Chun to return to the Forbidden City with his temper? This attitude clearly shows that he is unwilling to hand over power step by step, and no one is convinced by the look in his eyes!
"Bah...you care about my ass? I don't want to fight for power, so you others can go ahead and make trouble..."
The boring diplomatic welcome meeting lasted all afternoon, and the dinner lasted until half past nine...but the little emperor didn't rest after the banquet.
After leaving the Qing Dynasty for so long, these big shots in the Forbidden City must have a meeting!
Prince Chun Yipei, Ninth Marshal Zeng Guoquan, Li Hongzhang, Weng Tonghe, Lian Xing, Fu Qing, Hu Xueyan... and other core members gathered in the temporary palace of Shanghai Dao Yamen to accept political questions from the little emperor.
"In the past few years since I was away from the Qing Dynasty... the state affairs have been pretty good!"
