Zai Chun dropped this sentence coldly and ignored Wulan Geli. Emperor Tongzhi turned to his senior sister with a smile and said, "Senior sister... I asked them to prepare snacks. You must reward me!"
Emperor Tongzhi smiled with a smile on his face and led Cai Bixia from the Qing Gate to the palace, leaving Wulan Geli alone to blow the cold wind.
During the Qing Dynasty, the Daqing Gate was the dividing line between the common people and the royal office area. Outside the Daqing Gate, there were traffickers and soldiers who could move freely back and forth.
The inside of Daqing Gate is called Qianbu Corridor, and there are office buildings on the left and right. This area is located around Tiananmen Square in later generations.
The officials of the Six Departments work here, and they all enter and exit through the Daqing Gate, so there are people carrying sedan chairs and selling food outside this gate all year round to drum up business.
Nowadays, rickshaws are popular in the capital, so there are also a line of rickshaws lined up here, waiting for these Liubu Hall officials to use when they go on duty or go out to do errands.
Ulan Geli walked out of the Great Qing Gate as if he had lost his soul. The guard rushed over to help him get into the carriage, but he was pushed away gently.
"I want to take a walk...you don't have to follow me, I'll take a walk by myself..."
Wulan Geli dragged his lead-filled legs and walked aimlessly. The people of the Qing Dynasty around him were all pointing and pointing at him, not daring to approach him.
What a familiar scene, he has never seen enough of it after living here for more than ten years! A flock of jackdaws flew over the majestic front door. The rickshaw driver pulled the guests through the front door. In the cold winter, white smoke came out of the driver's forehead as he ran.
Small vendors carrying sugar-coated haws-along targets were hawking along the street. The poor children were drooling with greed, but the adults had no money to buy for them, so they could only chase after the candied haws-hus selling people.
Wulan Geli didn't know what he was thinking. He suddenly called out to the old man carrying the candied haws grass target. At first glance, the old man was a foreigner in a crisp suit. The common people in the capital had seen the world and knew that this was Dongjiao Minxiang. Mr. Foreigner, his legs were trembling with fear and he was about to kneel down.
"No... don't kneel down... I'm here to buy your candied haws... I want them all, I bought them all..."
Candied haws on a stick are not worth much, the ordinary ones are only two coppers, and the more advanced ones are only three coppers. Ulan Geli took out three silver coins and handed them over, "Is that enough?"
The old man jumped in fright, "No... not that much... just one silver dollar is enough, just enough..."
Wulan Geli smiled and put the silver dollar into his hand, and picked up the entire candied haws grass target. Now the people around him became interested and thought, what is this foreign devil going to do? If one person eats so many candied haws, he won’t be afraid of getting sore and hurting his teeth!
Wulan Geli didn't eat it himself, but he squatted down and took out a few bunches of candied haws and handed them to the children, "This is for you...eat...this is for you..."
With a bang, instead of picking up the candied haws, the children were so frightened that they took several steps back. Some of the younger ones were even frightened to tears.
In the late Qing Dynasty, the people in the capital were very afraid of foreign devils. In the past, people used to educate children mainly by scaring them. These children have all heard the story of foreign devils eating children, and those with blue eyes were regarded as monsters.
Ulan Geli sighed softly and knew that the gap between the ethnic groups could not be bridged in a day or two. The reputation of the Tsarist Russians was not good to begin with, otherwise the capital would call themselves Rakshasa ghosts.
Putting the straw target into the old man's hands, "You... give the candied haws to the children... Go ahead and share it..."
Only then did the old man realize that the foreign devil really wanted to give the children candies, so he quickly distributed the candied haws to the children with great gratitude. The children were afraid of Ulan Geli but not afraid of the old man, so they all took the candied haws and ate them deliciously.
Wulan Geli looked at the scenes of city life in front of him, and his heart suddenly warmed up. "What a wonderful country...I'm afraid I will never be able to see it again!"
All Wulan Geli's reluctance today is because he already knows his final fate. No matter good or bad, at least he will never come back to China again!
Everything he was familiar with before him would probably never be seen again in eternity, so he wanted to take a good look at the scenery of the capital today and imprint all of it in his mind!
At this moment, Wu Langeli's trouser leg was suddenly tugged. He looked down and saw a little boy with a long nose. He was so courageous. He was chewing a bunch of candied haws in one hand and holding a bunch in front of him with the other. .
"Here you go...here you eat..."
A certain feeling in Wulan Geli's heart suddenly moved, and his eyes suddenly became moist. He took the candied haws and said with a smile, "Thank you... thank you..."
"I should be the one thanking you...it was you who invited us to eat..."
The child was very polite, and finally saluted Ulan Geli, and then ran back to the friends, and then went to share the candied haws.
Wulan Geli looked up at the sky, trying his best to absorb the tears that had accumulated in his eyes, and then strode towards the south city. Passing through the dark city gate, the bustling big fence was right in front of him.
First they had a meal of roast duck, then listened to a play in a teahouse, visited an antique store in Liulichang, and bought gifts for the children in the family. It was not until it was time to turn on the lights that Wulan Geli returned to the embassy.
At this moment, he seemed to have let go of all his psychological baggage and felt relaxed. He took out his pen and began to draft a top-secret message to His Majesty the Tsar.
"Your Majesty the Great Tsar, your loyal subject Ulan Geli salutes you..."
"I am extremely sorry to report to you that all our empire's strategies for managing the East have failed!"
"It's not that we were defeated by the Manchus, we were just defeated by that god-like man. The current situation in Asia is completely in his hands!"
"I know that many people in Moscow are scolding me, but I know that Your Majesty understands me. I am not a coward, and I can also die on the battlefield!"
"But is such a death meaningful? I am not afraid of the powerful military power of the Chinese. What I fear most at the moment is their extremely clear strategic view of the overall situation!"
"Xiao Letian has complete control over the future development direction of Asia. He seems to fully know how history will work in the future! This is the most terrifying thing!"
"The economic and cultural failure is the biggest failure of our Tsarist Russia! When Xiao Letian told me that even if we don't lose our Far East, we will never make money, my heart was completely in despair!"
"What he said is not wrong at all. When the rule of a region turns into a long-term and continuous money-losing business, how many years can a great empire last?"
"Unfortunately, I am very incompetent. I have no ability to refute... The theory in Xiao Letian's heart... is already invincible!"
Note: Brothers and sisters, come on and throw rice dumplings! The more the merrier, I’ll add more updates for you all!
