A negotiation between the Zongli Yamen ended up in an unhappy relationship. Both sides returned to their respective houses and left only Zhang Jing in the Yamen. The clerks and servants sighed.

"Oh... that's a large pastel tray from Qianlong's dynasty. I thought of taking it out and putting some fruits for the adults to eat, but it all broke! What a pity..."

"Qianlong's pastel is nothing, Yongzheng's blue and white bottles also broke a pair... Look at the window frames of the old red sandalwood material. How much does it cost to repair them if they smash them!"

"Oh... Ancestor! The prince's favorite Xuande furnace was also broken. Now that we're done, let's look back and wait for bad luck..."

Later, according to incomplete statistics, the Zongli Yamen lost 40,000 taels of silver in this fight. However, what is strange is that when the Zongli Yamen applied for re-repair funds from the Ministry of Revenue, the 40,000 taels of silver became 85,000 taels, and the tricks in it were not worth telling outsiders.

Let me say something aside. During this fight, all the staff in the Zongli Yamen were scolded and punished for salary penalties. Only one servant was rewarded with a hundred taels of silver. He was the servant who ran around in the yard with a key and avoided the pursuit of Russian soldiers.

Fortunately, this guy thought of those who locked the room. Otherwise, in such a chaotic situation, the consequences would be unimaginable once the Russian soldiers who lost their minds got their weapons.

There was no secret in Sijiu City. In the afternoon of that day, all the restaurants in the capital were full. People gathered together happily and talked loudly. They stood on the stool with red heads and flowers open their arms and sang the show.

This has not been so angry for many years, and it happened under my nose. When Xiao Hexin yelled in the lobby of Zongli Yamen, "If you have J8, you are a QJ criminal", this famous saying spread.

"Relieve hatred! It's really relieving hatred... Lord Xiao spits lotus flowers and fights against the heroes, and makes the old Russians angry and can only use their fists to fight. But unexpectedly, even if they use war, they are not our opponents, so they let the new army fight and run away with their heads..."

"I think you dare to bully our Qing Dynasty? If you dare to bully the state again, I will beat you up... I saw Ulangeli kneeling on the ground with his head in his hands and begging for mercy loudly. He only smelled the slutty breath in the room. It turned out that this Russian had urinated his pants..."

Hahaha... the people in the tavern burst into laughter, and they threw the copper coins around the storyteller and passed them over. It turned out that in less than half a day, the storytellers in Sijiu City had already noticed the business opportunity. They adapted the lively negotiations into a small section as quickly as possible. To put it bluntly, it was a combination of storytelling and stand-up crosstalk, and then took turns to play in major restaurants in the capital.

There are really people who are not afraid of big troubles when watching the fun, especially Chun Shisanniang. She even spoke through underground channels. All the storytellers and crosstalk artists in the capital, whoever adapted this incident well and was wonderful and the adaptation was the most popular among the people, would pay them out of their own pockets to reward them.

Tanhua rewards 500 dragon-patterned silver coins, and 800 silver coins at the second place. As for the top scorer, the huge silver reward of 2,000 silver coins is even more eye-catching.

There must be brave men under the heavy rewards, including all kinds of craftsmen in the world who go out to eat and eat in the world. They know that if they want to get this heavy reward, it depends on who can get more support from the people. After all, in those famous restaurants and teahouses, it depends on who gets the most rewards and who gets the most praises.

As a result, the storyteller's transfer event that night, different craftsmen said the same thing differently. Only two or three sentences were coaxed by others. Those wonderful celebrities could get thunderous applause and raindrops every time they said it.

Chun Shisanniang calmly jumped out of these versions, and then copied it on paper and began to spread through the CIA's telegram channels.

This is really a way of information transmission that no one could imagine in the late Qing Dynasty. The next morning, all the cities in the empire that had telegraphed were already receiving the latest news of the negotiations, and there were three of the most popular storytelling sections in the capital.

Zhili, Shandong, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Shanghai, Nanjing, Wuhan... In just one night, the most prosperous cities in the Qing Dynasty were all in an uproar.

At first, people's thinking was only about releasing their emotions towards this single incident. People were angry at the shamelessness of the Russians, applauded Xiao Hexin's eloquent manner, and even a crazy dance of excitement for that fierce fight.

But when the excitement passes, people will think more deeply. Why? Why did the court's voice in the entire incident be very small? Why hasn't it been any reaction to the tragic experiences of the Far East remnants? Why didn't there even a statement?

What happened to the court? Do you really have to give up the people of the state? Are those Far East residents who are still fighting even if the land has been ceded but are still fighting, not worthy of the support of the court? Even if it is just verbal encouragement.

"Hey... If one day our hometown falls into the hands of the enemy, will the dynasty ignore it?" Countless people were full of doubts.

This is a completely asymmetric war. When countless doubts have arisen among the people, the senior officials and nobles in Sijiu City have not even realized the emergence of this doubt. The long reflective arc makes them not know how to deal with the rapid and changeable public opinion.

When the speed of human information transmission reached the telegraph era, the Qing Dynasty's brains were still filled with fast horses, post stations and layered letters. This was a group completely eliminated by the times, and was helpless in the face of the hugely changing human society.

In the following days, Ryukyu and Russia indeed terminated all negotiations, and Britain, the United States and France visited many times to adjust. Among them, Xiao Hexin has always politely stated that the negotiation door has never been closed and he hopes to continue negotiations.

But Ulangeli has completely lost control. He has to send telegrams to Vladivostok three times a day, sending them from Beijing to the Qingjin area of ​​North Korea, and then heading straight to Vladivostok through the fast ship and the fast horse. This is the fastest way to communicate between Beijing and the Far East.

In the telegrams over the past few days, Tyagenko, the highest military commander of the Far East, told the ambassador helplessly that although the number of Volunteers' operations is decreasing, there are still sporadic checkpoints being attacked, and on average, three or four Russian soldiers are hunted every day.

Yes, they were hunted like prey, but those despicable enemies were completely lost.

Ulangeli angrily told Britain, the United States and France that he would never trust the Chinese anymore. Russia should prepare for war and devote his strength to the east. He would never let these despicable criminals go! Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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