When little Stendong was taken off the Thunderbolt by his father, he was holding a small deerskin bag given to him by A Miao. It was filled with cakes and various candies, and there was still a trace of hot chocolate on the corner of his mouth.
Zhao Xin stood in front of the glass window of the restaurant, watching a group of people walking down the gangway. He raised his chin and said to Deng Fei, "Do you know who that kid is? I almost lost control just now."
Deng Fei was surprised: "Who is he? What do you want to do?"
Zhao Xin then told the history of Xiao Si Dangdong. After hearing this, Deng Fei showed a trace of anger on his face, but it dissipated after a while. He advised Zhao Xin: "Forget it, he is only nine years old. Besides, this time and space has us. , the future will definitely not be like that.”
Zhao Xin took a long breath and tried to wipe away the humiliation, but there were still bursts of sourness in his heart.
After Qiao Renjie landed ashore, he immediately changed into official uniform and led his men on horseback to Haiguang Temple.
After noon, Fu Changan, who had been waiting extremely anxiously in Haiguang Temple, finally met Qiao Renjie. After listening to Qiao Daotai's report, he immediately understood what Beihai Town was going to do.
Fu Changan was so angry that he almost yelled, "I just bought soybeans. Did Jinzhou Shuiying provoke you?" ! What the hell is there about "people mobility matters"? It's obvious that they want to clear the population!
Come on, complaining too much will break your heart. Send someone to the capital to report the news quickly. Everything must be decided by Qianlong. If the Northern Navy really wants to invade Tianjin, Fu Chang'an will just wait to confiscate his house and hold him accountable.
At this time, in Tianjin City, all the wealthy officials, gentry, and wealthy families were running out of the city, and some people hired carts to run toward Tongzhou and Beijing.
After the power of the cannon shot at Dagukou was transmitted back to Tianjin City, it was completely out of shape, and there was nothing wrong with it. The fort was destroyed by a single shot, the town of Dagu was razed to the ground, and the number of dead people increased from one or two to hundreds or even thousands...
In a street teahouse, a few gangsters were talking happily. A large group of onlookers stood nearby, and a dozen people stood outside the window with their ears perked up to listen to the bully's nonsense.
"... It's too late, but it's fast. The mud horse on the sea is like a cannon! Oh my god, the sky is shattering! The fort is like a cannon!"
A person next to me asked hurriedly: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
The gangster lowered his voice and said: "Is there any more left? It collapsed!"
"What about the officers and soldiers on the fort?"
"It's all buried inside."
"Hiss~~" Everyone suddenly gasped, full of worries about the future of Tianjin City.
"What? Jin San'er, you are so instigated by what I heard. Are you watching from the side? But how can I instigate you? You just came back from Duliu Town the day before yesterday?"
"What? I hear what you mean, I, Jin San'er, told lies to deceive everyone?" The gangster Jin San'er slapped the table and said to the man: "Let's go! Let's find a place where no one is around to talk properly."
After saying that, he grabbed the man's collar. When the people nearby saw it, he quickly came up to persuade him. He said that there was a huge enemy outside the city, so why were our own people still fighting among themselves? Although the person who just accused Jin Saner knew that he was telling nonsense, he didn't want to be beaten, so he admitted his mistake and paid for Jin San's tea.
At this time, a nearby neighbor was carrying a bag and jogging past the teahouse. The shop assistant standing at the door said: "Hey, what are you doing here? Just take it easy!"
The neighbor turned around and said, "You're talking nonsense! The grain stores have increased their prices!"
Coax~~! Everyone inside and outside the teahouse immediately dispersed and walked quickly towards their homes.
When Jin San'er and others saw that everyone had dispersed, they lost interest. They were thinking about what to do for dinner when they heard someone outside shouting: "Is there anyone here from Guo Hui'er?"
"Yes!" Jin San got up and walked outside the door, saying to the person calling, "What's the matter?"
"There's someone on the street in front who wants to eat the treasure game! Master Liu, please come and call someone!"
The so-called "treasure game" is the casino of the old days, and the treasure-eating game is a scammer type of blackmail; those who can do this are usually desperate and ruthless gangsters.
When Jin San'er heard this, he realized that the treasure bureau on the street in front was covered by his gang of gangsters. Now someone actually came to share the food in his rice bowl. What else could he say? Just follow the rules!
So he ran to the street to the north with his two accomplices and walked to the Bao Bureau. A large circle of people had gathered at the door. He pushed aside the crowd and walked in. He saw a lean man wearing a ragged cotton-padded jacket. Sitting at the door of Bao Bureau, he was yelling curses at the door, as unpleasant as he wanted to hear. A few steps away from him, a sobbing woman and two children knelt.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way! The Sixth Master is here!" I saw the crowd parting in a narrow path. A gangster opened the way, and a fat man wearing a melon skin hat, a green vest, and a lake silk cotton robe walked in. .
The fat man known as Mr. Six walked up to the lean man, cupped his hands and asked, "What is your surname for this good man?"
"My surname is Zhang, Zhang Bingwen, from Daming Prefecture. There has been a flood in the village and I can no longer survive. I came to Tianjin to borrow a Guibao account to make a living."
"Okay! So brave!" Mr. Liu smiled and gave a thumbs up.
At this time, the boss of Bao Bureau also came out. He cupped his hands with a smile on his face and said to Zhang Dewang: "Second Master, let's have a cup of tea in the room first."
In the old days in Tianjin, people could not be called uncle because they were easily beaten. The uncle is a clay doll, but the second uncle is the real big brother.
Zhang Bingwen stubbornly rubbed his neck and said: "Don't bother, I won't drink the tea."
The boss of the Bao Bureau glanced at the woman and child kneeling next to him, and asked with a smile: "What did the second master say, this is the family of the precious treasure? If you have any difficulties, please tell me, and you can help me."
At the boss of Renjia Bao Bureau, people come to make trouble every now and then, and we see a lot of trouble. So no matter who they are, they can talk and laugh. Before people come out, they already know what is going on outside. Since they are here to die, they must act according to the rules of the world and never stop them.
After that, the two of them exchanged some words. Seeing that Zhang Bingwen was determined not to change, the boss of Bao Bureau bowed, winked at Mr. Liu who was standing aside, and turned around to go back to the house.
The sixth master still had a smile on his face and said to Zhang Bingwen: "Second master Zhang, how do you plan to eat it? Do you want to stack it, gamble, put it in the frying pan, or draw a dead lot?"
Hearing the words "get out of the pan", the woman next to her couldn't stop crying, and her son and daughter also burst into tears.
Zhang Bingwen said: "Don't waste that guy's work! I asked about it beforehand, and I got the most money."
"Good man!" Liu Ye bowed and said: "Although Second Master knows the rules, I still have to tell you that we don't want human life, but if anyone makes a sound, you will be 'out of touch' with this beating. Not to mention not even a penny, you have to pay for the medicine for your injuries yourself."
At this time, Zhang Bingwen raised his hands and said, "Sixth Master, right? Thank you very much. If there was no other way, no one would want to take this road."
The so-called "stack" is the most desperate way to win the treasure game. Even if you get this money, you will be selling your life to others from now on.
The person who eats the treasure bureau must block his body in front of the treasure bureau door, curl up to protect his head, crotch and other vital parts, and then let others beat him violently until his arms and legs are broken. Those who are being beaten must not say a word. Crying out in pain is called "stumbling" and "going gay"; being silent is called "selling out", which shows the true nature of a gangster.
After the beating, if you don't say anything, then all the expenses for treatment and bone grafting will be paid by Baoju. From now on, as long as the treasure bureau is open for one day, you will have a piece of money every month, and you will never default on it, let alone break your promise.
But after the injury heals, you have to listen to Baoju's orders. If someone is making trouble, you must step in to stop it, and you must not talk nonsense when it is time to take action. When it comes to the critical moment of "drawing lots of life and death", you must go first.
Jin San'er had made some money through "folding", but now when it rains or snows, his broken bones will become sore and painful.
Liu Ye had already seen Jin San'er in the crowd, and then he waved, and Jin San'er walked over to him and gave him a fist. Master Liu said: "Jin San'er, it's up to you to beat me today!"
"Master, look at it, you can't beat me like this!" After saying that, he raised his hand and made a bastard gesture.
At this time, the woman and two children kneeling beside Zhang Bingwen rushed to him on their knees and begged: "His father, let's go, we can't ask for food anywhere!"
The younger daughter sobbed: "Dad! Let's go! Let's go, okay? I'm just a drag. Take me to the market and sell me!"
Zhang Bingwen's eyes were red, and he stared at the woman and said: "How long can it take to beg for food? With two of them, there is still one pregnant in the belly. Otherwise, how will the whole family be fed?!"
After that, he looked at his daughter and said: "Be good, Yaya, listen to your mother from now on. Dad is useless and can't support you, but I can't sell you no matter what I say."
Seeing such a scene, the onlookers shook their heads and sighed. Floods hit various parts of Zhili this year, and people fleeing the city can be seen everywhere outside the city. Although the government had set up porridge sheds, there were still too many monks and too little porridge, and people died every day. Now another big ship is arriving outside Dagukou, and the price of food in the city has skyrocketed.
Not to mention the family in front of me, my own family may not have enough money to buy food in a few days.
At this time, Jin San'er and several gangsters took a wooden stick as thick as their arm, walked up to Zhang Bingwen, cupped their hands and said: "Second Master, it's getting late today. Let's hurry up. It's early. ”
Then he said to the woman: "Sister-in-law, don't worry. If you can't kill someone, the most you can do is break a few bones. If you raise him, he will look like a good man!"
Zhang Bingwen cruelly pushed his wife and children away, got up and walked to the door of the treasure bureau, lay down on the ground, protected his head with one hand and his crotch with the other, and said to Jin San: "Come on!"
In the corner of the street outside the crowd, a busker was saying "Shu Lai Bao". He held a piece of cow hip bone in each hand, decorated with red pom-poms, and tied with many small copper bells. The hand shook and the two fans and drums beat, making a "croak" rhythm:
"...Speaking of Hun Xing Zi and Wu Er Gui, they all follow the example of Zuo Chuang... Some people violate his boundaries and gather in groups to fight. Iron rulers, ax handles, poles and shotguns, catch up House, boiling water and bricks are flowing down, not caring about life and death!... What's the problem with beating the soles of boots; beating the boards, he can't relieve the itch; hundreds of bamboo sticks, but he can't make a sound. From now on, let’s make a name for ourselves!”
One day later, after urgent consultations between the Manchu and Qing monarchs, Qianlong issued an order and ordered He Shen and Liu Yong, who had experience in contact with Beihai Town, to serve as the chief and deputy negotiators, leading people from the Ministry of War, the Hanlin Academy, and the Lifan Academy to rush to Tianjin to negotiate with Beihai Town. .
Qianlong was really ill this time!
He Shen actually didn't want to come, but several bachelors and military ministers headed by Prince Jia and Agui strongly recommended him, saying that He Shen had gone to Ninggu Pagoda to go deep into the tiger's den before, and he could easily capture Zhao Ni. If I go to Tianjin to get things done this time, it will be a great achievement. Qianlong, who was lying on the bed, thought that there was really no one left, so he had to agree.
From the capital to Haiguang Temple, from Haiguang Temple to Dagukou, and then from Dagukou to Jingleihao, the Manchu and Qing dynasties were like a relay race. Qiao Renjie simply waited at Dagukou and kept arranging for his side to send people by boat to report; he was afraid that the North Navy would not abide by the agreement and fire the artillery in advance.
As for the location of the negotiations, the Qing court arranged for it to be at Haiguang Temple or Wanghai Temple. Deng Fei didn't want to be fooled. He directly replied to the messenger, either in Taku or on the sea. If he didn't agree, he would still fire.
Qiao Renjie cursed angrily, so the messenger ran back and forth several times. Finally, he learned from Heshen who had arrived in Tongzhou that he had agreed to negotiate in Dagu. However, because it was already the dry season in winter, the ship could not sail, and the number of our personnel was insufficient. No, the three days mentioned before are definitely not enough, so I asked for an extension of five more days.
So Qiao Renjie personally went to Dagu to investigate, and finally chose Chaoyin Temple as the venue for negotiation. This temple was built in the second year of Yongle in the Ming Dynasty, the same year that Tianjin was founded, and has a history of nearly 300 years.
At nine o'clock in the morning on November 22, 1789, according to the time agreed upon by both parties, Deng Fei took Zhao Xin, who was disguised as a guard, and the guard company led by Chen Jishan, and sailed into Dagukou in five speedboats, stopping at the north side of Chaoyin Temple. On the pier on the south bank of Haihe River.
At this time, there were no people around for ten miles around Chaoyin Temple. The Tanggu defenders and the Green Camp troops from Zhengding and Baoding surrounded the area. On the north and south banks of the Haihe River, the Qing army had one post every five steps and one post every ten steps. There were many muskets and spears, and there was a murderous atmosphere.
Deng Fei walked onto the trestle and saw that among the people who came to greet him was Qiao Renjie, who had accompanied the British on board the ship that day. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he raised his hands and said: "It turns out that your Excellency is an official of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. I wonder what rank he lives in? "
He has never been able to figure out the Manchu Dingdai, Buzi and the like, and he doesn't bother to remember them.
Qiao Renjie thought to himself that he was really a bunch of rubes. When he saw his blue glazed top and the peacock patch on his chest, did he still need to ask? However, he still smiled politely, cupped his hands and said: "Master Deng, we meet again. Let me introduce myself. I am Qiao Renjie, with the Chinese character for three, now the Tianjin Road of the imperial court."
Deng Fei blinked after hearing this, thinking to himself, George Hansan? Why don't you call me Hu Hansan? It turned out to be a Taoist platform, but what grade did the Taoist platform come from?
Next, Qiao Renjie began to introduce to Deng Fei the other entourage who came to greet him. Deng Fei greeted them one by one. When he arrived at the last young official, Qiao Renjie said: "This is Ruan Boyuan, the editor of the Hanlin Academy, who was also the editor last year. The second-level Jinshi."
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Fan, who was standing behind Zhao Xin and disguised as an accompanying document, was stunned. Bad, old acquaintance!
The two had known each other since they were teenagers. Jiang Fan was only three years older than Ruan Yuan, and they were so close that they could wear a pair of pants.
The formation of the Beihai Navy was extremely strict, and everyone stood upright. As a result, Jiang Fan couldn't help but shrink his neck when he saw Ruan Yuan. Ruan Yuan was also curious at first. After saluting Deng Feifei, he looked behind him and happened to see Jiang Fan who was shrinking his neck.
"Jiang Ziping?" You can imagine the shock in Ruan Yuan's heart at this time. But even though he tried his best to endure it, Qiao Renjie still noticed him.
While the group was walking towards the entrance of Chaoyin Temple, Qiao Renjie approached Ruan Yuan and asked in a low voice: "Bo Yuan, what's wrong with you?"
Ruan Yuan said hurriedly: "Mr. Qiao, this is the first time I have met this Beihai soldier. Really, really..."
After hearing this, Qiao Renjie smiled slightly and comforted in a low voice: "That's it. Don't worry. There are troops from the imperial court all around Chaoyin Temple for ten miles. If Zhao Ni's men dare to do something unbearable, they will be turned into powder in an instant."
At this moment, Jiang Fan was also beating a drum in his heart, and kept saying in his heart: "Don't recognize me, don't recognize me..."
Ruan Yuan, who was walking in front, was also at war with nature in his heart, but he still had to look nonchalant on his face. He never imagined that his best friend would defect to Beihai Town.
Like Jiang Fan, Ruan Yuan could not help but think in his heart: "Don't talk to me, don't talk to me..."
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