Yi Xin was desperate. He never expected that Zeng Guofan would be so ruthless and would really be willing to use his own life to protect Emperor Tongzhi!
Everyone in the world knows that the commander-in-chief is old and may die soon due to various illnesses. At this moment, the court only hopes that the commander-in-chief can die peacefully on his bed!
Once Zeng Guofan dies violently, the Hunan Army Group he built will immediately stop its disarmament plan. Those veterans who have just returned home and are adapting to a life without war will immediately pick up their weapons and return to the military camp!
Not only that, there are hundreds of thousands of families behind these hundreds of thousands of Hunan troops. They will bring their sons, nephews, nephews, or villagers to avenge the commander-in-chief!
This is not alarmist. The Hunan Army has been fighting in the south of the Yangtze River for so many years, relying on iron, blood and money to build an all-encompassing network!
There are disciples and old officials all over the world, and there are as many warriors in the army as hair!
If the Hunan Army rebels, it will actually be more terrifying in a short period of time than Xiao Letian's rebellion!
Because Xiao Letian's Chinese people are mercantile, the power he relies on is the power of businessmen all over the world, and the Hunan Army Group is the representative of the Han landlord class. If they rebel against the Han scholars and landlord class all over the world, they will join them without any hesitation!
Those scholars are worried that they can't sell their Confucian knowledge. Xiao Letian doesn't want it. Even if he wants it, he has to learn some Western knowledge again. Should the Confucian scholar who has been studying for half his life change his career to do calculus and trigonometric functions?
Then it would be better to join Marshal Zeng directly. There is no problem in making a living as a familiar person!
Xiao Letian has hijacked all the merchant power in the world. If the Hunan Army Group can win over the Han landlord class again, then the Qing Dynasty will really be doomed!
"Why! Why on earth...why do you trust that little brat Zaichun!" Yixin was so squeezed that she almost cried.
"Why! Because Zai Chun is orthodox. He is the emperor with the purest and cleanest inheritance since the founding of the Qing Dynasty! With him sitting on the throne, it is easier to unite people's hearts and convince most forces!"
"The country is already scarred, and its vitality has been severely damaged by years of war! At this time, a king who can convince most of the forces is more important than anything else!"
"Stop talking about whose ideals of governing the country are better and more correct! I can't care about that much now. I still say the same thing. In Zaichun's hands, this country may still live well for decades!"
"If it were in the hands of your Prince Gong, I'm afraid he wouldn't even have ten years left!"
"Do you really think there is an immortal country in the world? What are you dreaming about?"
Marshal Zeng's loud shout shocked the father and son. The Marshal picked up his cane and pointed at the father and son, "The road is at your feet, and the choice is in your hands!"
"I'm going out now! Either you shoot me in the back! Or let me go to the post road to expose you! Otherwise, just go home!"
"Yi Min, Yi Min! Even when a person is about to die, he speaks well... I no longer have the energy to waste my words with you. If I were three or four years younger, I wouldn't be so seriously ill!"
"I may talk to you for three days and three nights, and explain the truth behind this! But I don't have time. I am a bad old man who needs poison to drain his bone marrow and barely survive. How much more can I say? A word?"
"There's no time! You can figure it out for yourself...ahem..."
Zeng Guofan took out a handkerchief and blocked his mouth and nose and started coughing violently. He touched the ground with his cane and walked out with difficulty!
The clouds are rolling in the sky, as if a ferocious dragon is threatening to come, and lightning and rolling thunder have been heard from the southeast!
The wind blew a rusty smell of dust mixed with water vapor, and Zeng Guofan dived into the strong wind as if he didn't see anything!
"Zeng Guofan..." Yi Xin roared, pointed at the back of the commander in front of him and shouted, but he couldn't say any more!
Suddenly, raindrops as big as soybeans fell down, and Zeng Guofan was shaken by the raindrops! The old farmer rushed out like a ghost and opened an umbrella with one hand. "Commander, be careful of your body and bones! Commander, please go back to the house to take shelter from the rain!"
"Go away! Your Majesty is going to die in front of you, so what's the point of having my old bones smashed to pieces!"
"Sixth Prince! I am willing to die for this old bone! Are you willing to do so?"
Zeng Guofan, who had taken off his umbrella and was wearing a fur cloak, was walking hard in the rain with a cane!
Tears welled up in the old farmer's eyes and he knelt in the mud. "Commander! Why are you doing this? Why risk your life for this damning court!"
"Commander..." The old farmer put his forehead in the mud and cried bitterly.
Yi Xin's head was buzzing, his eyes were spinning, his eyes were turning dark, his body tilted to one side and he almost fell! He was holding the door frame with one hand, as if he was going to chase his old friend, but his legs were like lead and he couldn't move!
Cheng Beile quickly helped Ama on the side, "Ama... what should I do? Should I take action or not..."
"Go...go...let...let the secret camps evacuate...wuwuwu...I'm so miserable!" Yixin saw success so close but was crushed alive!
His heart was as sharp as a knife, and Zeng Guofan shouted out from the rain, "Just do as you wish! Woo hoo hoo... you old coffin bastard, go back to your hometown and wait to die!"
"The Qing Dynasty owes you nothing! I love the Xinjieluo family for giving you face this time. From now on we will be clean! Wuwuwu..."
"Oh my God! Ancestors of all generations! You all know what I, Yixin, am thinking. I really want this country to live on for a long time... Wuwuwu!"
Kneeling on the door frame, Yixin collapsed completely, her tears flowing like this autumn rainstorm!
The sound of horse hooves on the distant post road was like thunder, and a tough cavalry team emerged from the heavy rain. They were full of vitality and vitality!
Aixinjueluo Zaichun, who was in the lead, and a group of new army tigers, didn't care about the sudden rainstorm, put on their raincoats and continued to move forward!
"Let's go! Go to Tongzhou to see my gift! The armored battleship! Hahaha..."
"This little rain just helps me wash away the dust! Are you afraid of a little rain during the war? Follow me, I will take you to open your eyes!"
Lead clouds pressed down on the cavalry team, electric dragons roamed in the clouds, thunder rumbled, and heavy rain could not extinguish the fire in the little emperor's heart!
The eight hundred knights ran forward happily, and even the dead soldiers in the secret camp underground could faintly feel the sound of horse hooves shaking the earth!
The floating dust on the top of the head fell rustlingly! But until now, they have not received the order to attack!
Xie Duo was anxious and wanted to rush out to ask the prince, but was caught by Oratu, "This is the Qing Dynasty, not France!"
"No one can act without the prince's order!"
"Oh God! What a great opportunity this is. This may be the prince's last chance! If you miss this time, there will be no second chance!"
"It's really... you really can't do conspiracies together... together!"
