When the emperor returns to Luan, the capital is shocked!
Many years later, the old people who witnessed the grand occasion of Emperor Tongzhi's return to Beijing still remember the scene... What a strong northwest wind!
Ever since it started to get dark, the northwest wind has been blowing in the capital, howling like a wolf!
Tongzhou is one of the largest docks at the end of the Grand Canal. Even if Yuzhou stopped here, the people in the city would be kicked out of their beds by officers and soldiers before dawn, and they would be all frozen and dragging their noses in the cold wind. Shivering in the middle.
The sky is filled with flying sand, and dead branches and leaves are flying into the sky!
The official road leading to Deshengmen was paved with a layer of loess and pressed three times with a stone roller. Last night someone sprinkled a thin layer of water.
Making the loess a little firmer, but not exposing the ice and causing the risk of slipping, is a technical job, and no banker can do it well in his lifetime.
"Hey, what time is it now? How long do you guys have to wait to go?"
"Stop talking nonsense, be careful and let the officials listen. They will punish you for the crime of disrespect!"
"Welcoming the Emperor, are you still aggrieved? Keep your voice down and stop talking nonsense!"
"Hey, look, there's so much noise in the west, it seems like a large group of people are coming!"
No one came from the direction of Tongzhou in the east, but a large number of people came from the direction of the capital in the west. The common people at the feet of these emperors were all experienced in the world. When they saw the new earth-gray military uniforms, they all looked at each other with astonishment.
"It's the soldiers from the Xishan Camp...Prince Gong sent the soldiers from the Xishan Camp to maintain order. These living kings of hell are more domineering than the soldiers of the Nine Sect Admirals!"
The soldiers in the Xishan Camp completely follow the Western style and conduct closed training. On weekdays, these soldiers are not given the opportunity to contact the civilians at all.
If they stay in a closed environment for a long time, training is still training, the soldier will only know military law and lose basic human feelings.
The Eight Banners who suppressed the troublemakers at Deshengmen a few days ago knew this. They showed no mercy at all and were not even allowed to watch the fun.
In fact, Mr. Liu Ye and others did not really cause trouble. They just talked nonsense and wanted to watch the fun. As a result, they gave the Xishan soldiers who were trying to establish their authority a chance and dealt with a large number of them severely. The results shocked the whole city.
Sijiu City has never been able to keep secrets. Within half a day, let alone the city, even the old men in the villages outside the city heard about the excitement.
For a while, people were a little afraid of these Xishan soldiers in gray military uniforms!
"One...one...one, two, one..." The soldiers shouting the slogan trotted all the way on the official road. Every three steps, two soldiers broke away from the team and stood face to face on both sides of the official road, with their straight bodies and rifles poking at the ground. .
The common people along the way were so frightened that they took three steps back and quickly made way for these soldiers.
With three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, the Xishan Camp actually took over the entire city defense facing the official road. This made the soldiers of the Nine Admirals and the tiger spears, leopard cavalry and other battalion leaders dumbfounded.
"What's going on? Since ancient times, people from the Capital Forbidden Army have always been used to welcome guests. Why are the troops guarding here joining in the fun?"
"Shut up! I still don't understand this. Guiziliu is demonstrating!"
"Who can hide this matter from me in the capital? How many times have the court quarreled over the matter of welcoming the emperor? There was a huge quarrel even over which city gate the Long Live Lord walked through!"
"The Japanese have been holding back their food for six consecutive times. I guess they just can't bear it anymore and want to demonstrate and fight back!"
Ahem, cough... A few Manchu soldiers from the Tiger Spear Battalion were lowering their heads to discuss. When they heard a few coughs behind them, they turned around and almost peed their pants in shock.
Four khaki-colored Xishan soldiers, led by a platoon leader, had surrounded them.
"Haha, what are you talking about? Who is Guiziliu? Why doesn't there seem to be this official title in the imperial court?"
"No... no one, we are talking nonsense. Don't worry, sir, we are really talking nonsense..."
"Nonsense? Let's go to the military court in Xishan Camp to reason! Arrest him!"
"Hey, hey, hey... We are from the Tiger Spear Battalion, you dare to arrest me? I am a slave of Prince Qing's family, the one who is really in charge, please let go..."
With a snap of an elbow, the noisy Huqiang camp man's nose was blown, and the ferocious Xishan soldiers dragged three soldiers from the Huqiang camp out in front of the people.
The crowd suddenly emerged from an alley, and no one dared to stop them, let alone gossip. A gust of wind blew through the dirt and covered up a pool of nosebleeds on the ground.
The atmosphere was really wrong. Someone had already reported the situation to the top. When Prince Yi Xuan, the Admiral of the Nine Sects, heard the news, he was stunned for three minutes.
"What on earth is this sixth brother going to do!" Yixuan stamped his feet, got on his horse and went to find the sixth brother who was waiting for the emperor at Deshengmen.
A group of guards escorted Yizhen to Deshengmen, but met the oncoming Jaap Liu halfway.
The two brothers separated from the crowd and quarreled near a mass grave of unknown family. The Xishan soldiers and guards drove everyone away. There were only two princes here.
"Brother Six, what do you want to do? What did you say you wanted to do? Who asked you to move the Xishan soldiers? Since ancient times, the imperial guards and the nine admiral soldiers have been responsible for greeting and maintaining order. I have never heard of local garrison troops. He also got involved!"
"What do you think? Do you really want to change things? The Qing Dynasty can't bear the trouble and civil strife!"
Guiziliu looked up at the starry sky and the dead leaves that floated up when the wind blew. The fur edges of his fur trembled in the wind. He just listened quietly without saying a word.
"Speak! What on earth do you want to do, my sixth brother? Imitate Emperor Yongle? Usurpate your nephew's kingdom? Zai Chun will get off the ship soon, are you about to take action?"
"Don't be fooled by lard, Zaichun also has a new army in his hands, and he also brought troops back!"
"Do you still want to start a war in front of foreigners and ordinary people?"
"Speak, why are you mute! Speak..."
Yi Xin looked back at his brother and sighed, "Why are you so forgetful! Have you forgotten how Zai Chun left the country?"
"Without those promises, who among us would let Zai Chun go overseas?"
"It has only been more than five years, but you are so forgetful!"
Guiziliu said sharply, "Xiao Letian once promised to take away a Tongzhi Emperor and let him learn new Western ideas, and when he comes back, he will restore the old system of eight kings discussing politics!"
"I haven't forgotten this promise to this day! You actually forgot it?"
When Prince Chun Yixuan heard the words "Eight Kings Discussing Government", he was so frightened that he took two steps back and sat on someone's grave!
"I...my brother...you really dare to think about it? You really dare to believe it!"
