Sijiu City was angry! All the restaurants were full that night, and the people in Beijing were talking about the conflict in Guangqumen at noon today, especially those who witnessed it were praised to the sky. As long as they said that they had experienced the whole process, someone would immediately invite him to drink and give him a free order.

"Madman! Tell me about today, how did the Russian bully people?"

There are so many drunkards who are drunk with red heads and faces, we don’t have such a shame! We wish we could jump on the table and say, “That’s really hateful. The man who named him a name insulted Prime Minister Xiao of Donghai. The envoy retorted a little and raised his hand and was shot.”

"Oh! The special envoy was shot? Is there any other way to the king?"

"I haven't finished talking yet. The bullet was not fired. I flew over while rubbing my scalp, but that was dangerous enough. I'll just turn a little inch down and my life will be gone."

"Dear young men, young men! Today I realized that the Russians were deliberately provoking trouble and causing some conspiracy in Sandaogou, just to find an excuse to fight with our Qing Dynasty. They wanted to occupy the land outside the pass, and even Shandong they wanted to occupy it, saying that they wanted to build a military port."

"His grandma!" Everyone slapped the table and cursed angrily, "This Russian is really not a thing, the court doesn't care? I think the Qing Dynasty is going to play!"

"Silence, silence! Are you drunk too much? Just scold the Russians and say, "What are the court doing?"

The whole night in Sijiu City was spent in a quarrel. The people were holding their breath but couldn't vent. They had no choice but to scold them, and they could only pray drunk to God to come to teach these foreigners a lesson.

The market in the late Qing Dynasty was like this. People more fantasized about a strong man coming to save them, but never considered how to become stronger and save themselves. Of course, this cannot be blamed on them. Many times, the emperor did not want the people to have the ability to save themselves, because that ability would naturally conflict with the imperial power.

This caused a strange phenomenon in the late Qing Dynasty. The emperor and the court despised the people for being ignorant and did not fight, hated civil officials for loving money and fearing death, but they never thought about who had already become such a national character.

It is rare to have both ways in the world, and to make the people become gentle and obedient little sheep in front of themselves, and to make them become tigers against foreign enemies in the face of national crisis. This is the funnyest joke in the world.

Similarly, the people also have double standards for the court. On the one hand, they hope that the court must have light taxes and levies in front of them, as warm as the spring breeze, and on the other hand, they must be extremely tough on the outside and not lose face of the country. It is best to expand the territory and then conquer a prosperous era. Of course, the premise is that my son cannot die.

This is the root of all the chaos in the late Qing Dynasty. The rulers and the ruled were actually in serious mental disorders. Everyone did not correctly position their responsibilities and powers, as if everyone could explain their responsibilities and powers.

Everyone wants power, but no one wants to bear responsibility. The absolute self-interest thinking has long been a serious internal conflict, which has become even more depraved.

What's even more serious is that such chaos has caught up with the prologue of globalization. The contradictions that could have been closed and slowly adjusted by themselves suddenly became the weakness of the attacks of alien races. Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, you are weak, but it is not my reason for letting you go. On the contrary, your weakness is a great opportunity for me to cut your flesh.

Such a dull sky, someone should have penetrated it!

All night, the people drank and cursed and then slept at home. Senior Qing officials gathered together to discuss the diplomatic conflict. After talking for a long time, they could not discuss any solutions. Prince Gong was so angry that he threw two tea bowls.

As for the middle and lower-level bureaucrats, they were completely unrelated to their own affairs. They found a place in the Eight Great Hutongs to have a drink, and then hugged the woman and slept. As for the world, they didn't care about my affairs.

But what should be come will come. The next morning, when the two empress dowagers and the princes and ministers had no consensus, the little eunuch ran over like a gust of wind.

"Report to the Empress Dowager, just after the lunar month, the Russian minister led a team to the Zongli Yamen. Then the Ryukyu minister also rushed to the prince. Now there is no official in the Zongli Yamen. I am very urgently asking for help!"

"Oh, this is not good. Uncle Six quickly went to the Zongli Yamen to take charge and adapt to the situation. Don't let them fight!" Cixi and Ci'an ordered almost at the same time.

Yi tilted his hat on his head, and before he could even turn his head, he rushed out. A group of eunuchs beside him followed him and ran towards Donghuamen in a hurry.

"Quick Horses send an order to let all negotiating envoys put their guns on. You must not bring guns to rule the US Embassy and the British Embassy. Please accompany the ambassadors of both countries."

"Let the nine-sect admirals dispatch troops to isolate the inside and outside, and never allow idle people to watch and let Shuntian Prefecture coordinate to maintain order! If you are damn, you will be afraid of whatever you are afraid of."

After Yi and his group passed through Donghua Gate, Dong'anmen crossed Dongsi Pailou Street and came to Zongli Yamen, they found that there were already thousands of people outside the street. The soldiers of the Nine Gate Admiral and the officers of Shuntian Mansion were too inefficient and had not arrived for so long.

"What's wrong? Take my film to mobilize troops quickly!" Yi was furious, and then he followed the sound of horse hooves on the back. He looked up and saw that it was the seventh brother Yihuan who personally led the troops to suppress them.

The streets were filled with soldiers, surrounding the Zongli Yamen. The shining swords and spears scared the people backed down one after another. Then the sound of the gongs in Shuntian Prefecture in Jing Street, and a group of dog legs drove the people out fiercely.

"I've got home now. What a fun thing to watch, get out of here!"

The two princes Yi and Yihuan walked in from a meteor. When they arrived at the lobby, they found that they had not met yet. They were preparing for war in the left and right wings. The smell of gunpowder could be smelled through the blue brick wall.

Maybe yesterday's fire incident caused both sides to restrain themselves, so the order to issue guns was very smooth. The guards on both sides, including the envoys, were surrendered. At this time, the United States, Britain and even the French ministers arrived quickly and came to listen with their own purposes.

With two loud bangs, the doors of the east and west wing rooms were kicked open. The ambassadors of both sides had obviously accumulated anger and were holding back their ultimate moves.

The people on both sides of the front walked towards the lobby together, and Yi looked at the palm of his palms with sweat, "Cut it! For safety reasons, keep the sword in the house, and all weapons cannot be taken out of the house."

Ulangeli's knuckles were pinching his hands together and his knuckles were cracking. "Prince! Do I want to chop off my fists and leave them in the room?"

Xiao Hexin knocked on the bluestone slab with an iron-headed cane, "My cane was given by the Crown Prince of Prussia! Do I have to throw the crutch into my crutch, too?"

Drinking gunpowder smelled so strong that the people in the Zongli Yamen were so scared that they all shrank their necks.
Chapter completed!