Chapter 488: I’m damn, I’ll follow Master Xianfeng to fight against the Qing Dynasty! (Happy New Year, congratulations on getting rich)

The first year of Tongde in the Qing Dynasty, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. This should have been a good day for family reunion and to eat Lantern Festival, but in Jiningzhou, Shandong, the flavor of the year was completely cleaned by the cold wind and heavy snow. The north wind blew, and the heavy snow chips were smashed to the ground like a lack of money. The entire Jiningzhou City was like a layer of sorrow, which was so depressing that it was breathless.

Look at the inside and outside of Jiningzhou City, refugees with their families are everywhere. These people escaped from Huai'an, Xuzhou and Haizhou, following the Qing soldiers who were defeated from Baoying battlefield.

It's very pitiful. Many people have houses and land and live a comfortable life. But when the wars come in this troubled era, no matter whether you are a rich or a poor man, you have to suffer? In order to avoid the legendary Guangdong invaders who specialize in seeking rich people, they can only grit their teeth, leave their family business, and follow Zeng Jia. The Hunan Army, Huai Army, and Lu Army, which were controlled by Guofan, who fled all the way to this small Jining Prefecture.

The original stable life has disappeared, but now I can only starve and freeze in this ice and snow. I can't even care about anything that is dignified or not in the face of eating.

Although the "God of the People" has tried every means to help these refugees, there are only so many food and more and more people. It is hard for a good cook to cook without rice! The defeated soldiers who fled from several prefectures in the south to Jining Prefecture had a total of 30,000 to 40,000, and he could not arrange it at all. Most of the defeated soldiers could only squeeze in temporary camps outside the city, living in shacks that were broken and could not be broken or broken. They ate a few cornmeal steamed buns and a few dried sweet potatoes. It would be great if they could barely starve to death.

In other words, Zeng Jia, the backbone of the Hunan Army who were the most beloved of Zeng Jia, "Ji Ying", "Ying Ying", and "Yue Ying", as well as the new Eight Banners Army officers and soldiers who followed Senggelinqin and retired to Jining Prefecture, could find a place with a roof in the city to live in and eat a bite of hot rice and flour.

It was thanks to these people that Zeng Jia and Guofan barely stabilized the situation in Jiningzhou, and did not let the crumbling stall fall apart completely, but everyone knew that this stability was temporary.

In the Governor's Office of the Canal Transportation Governor, Zeng Jia and Guofan stood in front of the map, gently sliding their fingers over the word "Haizhou", and Ma Xinyi's crying and running a train a few days ago appeared in his mind. What did Ma Xinyi say, "The old man is brave enough to be the three armies, and he goes barefoot to fight, and climbs the city bravely, and is not suitable for thousands of men."

Zeng Jia and Guofan are the family heirs of farming and reading, so where did he get such a fierce father like Zhang Fei? Wait, it seems that he really has muscles all over his body, which is not easy to mess with. It was found by Huang Shijie, a good student, who helped him! When he thought of this father, Zeng Jia and Guofan had a great headache and felt that his head was about to explode.

Ma Xinyi also said, "It is suspected that Master Xianfeng killed the white snake at the city of Haizhou to sacrifice the flag. He made an appointment with the refugees to 'determinate the fake emperor, divide the land, and carry the flag', so he could gather tens of thousands of people and travel around Huaibei." This sounds too outrageous. What kind of demon moth has appeared in Haizhou? The Qing Dynasty was in chaos, why did Xianfeng, who didn't know the true or false, raise troops there and cause trouble? If it was fake, it would be fine. Send troops to wipe out it, but if it was real Zeng Jia, Guofan didn't dare to think further, and he felt a chill on his back.

"Sir! Someone outside the yamen claimed to be an old man and came from Haizhou." A Goshha ran in panting and reported that the snow mud under his feet left a string of dirty footprints on the ground.

Zeng Jia and Guofan's face turned black instantly when they heard this. "Old Master" from Haizhou? Who else can be the fake father with developed limbs and simple minds! He helped Xianfeng, who had no idea what is true and what is fake, and now he came to Jiningzhou again, and designated to be a lobbyist. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but say angrily: "What old master from Haizhou? Fake! Come on, tie this guy who dares to pretend to be my father and bring me!"

"Zhe!" Several Goshhas guarding the door agreed and rushed out like a gust of wind, and disappeared into the vast snow in the blink of an eye.

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At the same time, in another yamen in Jiningzhou City, Guarjia Shengbao and Senggelinqin sat face to face. They each held a secret order just sent from Beijing City. They looked over and over again, and their eyebrows were frowned into the word "chuan".

After watching for a while, Senggelinqin threw the secret order in her hand on the table with a "pop" and sighed: "It was born with the same roots, so why bother to fight each other! They are all from the Aisin Jueluo family, why bother like this?"

Sheng Bao raised his eyebrows, put down his secret order, looked at Senggelinqin and said, "Prince, what are you saying? The Xianfeng in Haizhou must be fake. We must get rid of him for the emperor, otherwise our Qing Dynasty will be divided into two, and sooner or later we will be destroyed by the hair!"

Senggelinqin just shook her head and sighed: "Kezhai, you are the emperor's confidant, it is appropriate to eliminate hidden dangers for him. I am a Mongolian prince. Do you think this is OK? I will hand over all the Eight Banners New Army in the city to you, so you can do it yourself."

Shengbao nodded, looking confident: "Okay! I, Shengbao, will definitely clear this hidden danger for the Emperor and the Qing Dynasty!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Sanduo's shout came from outside: "Sir, the defeated refugees in the camp outside the city seem to be gathering, and I'm afraid it's going to cause trouble."

"Hmph!" Katsuba slapped the table with anger, "These guys started to make trouble when they were hungry. When they were landlords, why didn't they know how to leave an extra bite for the tenants below?"

Senggelinqin shook her head, took out her token from her arms, and threw it to Shengbao: "Kezhai, with this token, you can transfer my Mongolian horse team casually, bring more cavalry, just scare them, don't make a big deal."

Sheng Bao took the token and nodded gently: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I know what's wrong." After that, he bowed to Senggelinqin and took Zhao Sanduo out of the house. The snow outside was still falling, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated on the ground, a vast white area. Sheng Bao took the knife from Zhao Sanduo, hung it on his belt, and walked out of the city with big strides. The posture was like doing something very ordinary.

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In the wind and snow outside the city, Aisin Gioro Yizhu was wearing a simple green cloth robe and a warm fur hat, standing on a platform pieced together with several broken Eight Immortals tables. He looked at the dense refugees below the stage, holding broken bowls in his hands, thin clothes, pale face and thin skin, and his eyes were full of despair, as if he had completely lost hope for life. Looking at this scene, Yizhu felt a tingling pain in his heart, and for a moment, he didn't know where to start.

In front of the high platform where he stood, Yansheng Gong Kong Fanhao was commanding dozens of members and slaves of the Kong family in Qufu at the top of his voice. They saw them erecting more than a dozen big pots, and the fragrant rice porridge was rumbling inside the pot. The fragrance was like wings, and it was drilled into the nose. For those who had long been hungry and their eyes were red with their chests on their backs, the fragrance was simply a fatal temptation. The refugees and defeated soldiers didn't even have to say hello, and they smelled the smell like a tide.

Not long after, good guy, these people surrounded Emperor Xianfeng with three layers of inner and outer layers like a group of ants!

If Zeng Jia and Linshu had not brought more than 200 guards dressed as the Kong family, they would have surrounded Xianfeng and the dozen or so pots like a wall, and everyone was holding foreign guns in their hands, and that posture seemed as if anyone would have taken a step forward, they would have immediately collapsed. The rice used to make porridge would have been snatched away by these hungry guys.

At this moment, the aroma of rice porridge became stronger and stronger, and it penetrated into the throat, attracting all the onlookers. The defeated soldiers could not stop squirming up and down, their eyes staring at the big pots like copper bells, and their saliva in their mouths was like floods that broke the dam, and they could not stop it. The scene was so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling to the ground.

"Lin Shu, you can start!" Xianfeng finally gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and shouted at Zeng Jia. Lin Shu not far away, with the sound as if it had endless majesty.

"Zhe!" Zeng Jia and Linshu agreed, then opened their throats and shouted in a loud loud voice: "Listen, fellow villagers, please listen. This master on the high platform is not an ordinary person. That is the current emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Master Xianfeng!"

He shouted out with a loud sound, then threw a big stone on the calm lake, and the crowd waiting to drink porridge was immediately burst into flames.

"He is Xianfeng? How is this possible? Didn't Master Xianfeng be caught by Changmao on the battlefield of Baoying?" A sharp voice came out first.

"That's right, is this Xianfeng a fake guy? I want to come to take advantage of the troubled waters, right?" Another hoarse voice also echoed.

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"No matter what, as long as the white porridge can be opened and drunk... Damn, we are also going back!" A tall man with a skeleton waved his fists and shouted at the top of his throat.

"Yes, damn it!" Everyone responded one after another, and the voice seemed to shake the sky.

"This Qing Dynasty... is really amazing, it won't make people live!" Another sad cry came from the crowd.

This really corresponds to the saying, the poor people are looking forward to rebelling! Those poor people who are about to starve to death are even more eager to rebel so that their eyes are almost falling out. Someone gives them white rice porridge and can take them to rebel... If you say you are the second son of God, then you are the second son of God. If you say you are the Emperor Xianfeng, then you are the Emperor Xianfeng!

Xianfeng looked at the vast hungry people in front of him, and listened to their hustle and bustle, and felt mixed feelings in his heart. Finally, he took a deep breath and shouted loudly to the refugees and the defeated soldiers: "Friends, soldiers! I am the Emperor of Xianfeng! Prince Gong Laoliu usurped power and seized the throne in Beijing. He is a traitor! I am here today, and I want to raise troops to attack him and take back my country! Any military and civilian who are willing to follow me to fight against each other can be carried into the Eight Banners, and each person will be allocated twenty acres of fertile land outside the pass!"

His voice was not loud, and after he shouted, many people still didn't hear it clearly. Fortunately, there was another Zeng Jia. Linshu who helped him repeat it. Now the hungry people below knew what was going on. Some people wanted to rebel in the name of Xianfeng. Anyone who followed the rebellion could be the Eight Banners after the matter was completed and returned to the land outside the pass!

Anyway, you will starve to death, and if you don’t, you will die. It’s better to rebel! Maybe you can rebel?

The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom is about to live a good life, why can't they do it?

The people below were immediately in anger. I don’t know who it was, and took the lead and shouted: “Don’t you resist the god of dynasty, follow Master Xianfeng to oppose the Qing Dynasty!”

"Yes! It's a damn thing. If this world doesn't make people live, even Xianfeng can't survive. Otherwise, we'll be really a damn thing!"

"Rebelled, rebelled... protect Xianfeng and rebelled against the Qing Dynasty!"

Outside Jiningzhou City, there is a lot of rebellion!
Chapter completed!