"Prince Gong, please think carefully. What do you want? Should you be the emperor yourself? Or should you engage in the Eight Kings' discussion on politics?"

"Or, you just want to drag the Qing Dynasty, which is now surviving, to grow old step by step until you walk into the grave?"

"After thinking about what you want, you will know how to do it!"

Giving her last words to Prince Gong, the general watched the forty-year-old prince leave Nanheng Street step by step with a hunched back. Prince Gong, who was in his prime, was tired at this moment!

"Little brother! This is the last piece of advice I, the old brother, gave you in my life. Whether you can understand it depends on your own..."

Zeng Guofan at the door whispered this sentence, and suddenly his face turned purple and violently coughed, "Cough cough cough...Cough cough cough..."

"Master General..." All the soldiers around him surrounded him.

The old farmer snatched in and saved Zeng Guofan and ordered his subordinates to "Close the door immediately, and not let outsiders see the general's fatigue! Quickly, close the door immediately..."

The black painted wooden door closed in the surprise gaze of the neighbors, and the soldiers standing guard outside glared at him. The ordinary person looked here for a little longer and would be glared fiercely, which scared the people to return to their homes quickly.

"What's wrong with the door of the Grand Marshal's Mansion? I'm always kind, but now they all look fierce and evil. You can scare you even when you pass by the door..."

"Are you enough to walk around? Haven't you heard the old men in the inner city say? The court and foreigners are fighting again!"

"What do you mean? Why did you fight? I didn't see any movement in the Ministry of War!"

"No, it's not that it's really a war. It is said that all the foreign merchants of the Qing Dynasty rebelled and sued the court, which made Prince Gong feel so anxious!"

"Forget it, we ordinary people don't understand the twists and turns here. Hurry up and buy noodles and fry the sauce noodles... Fourth brother, please follow your two garlic, go to my house to eat noodles later!"

"Come on, if you are busy, I won't fire it in a while!"

The life of the little people in Shengdou is just a bowl of fried noodles and a pot of dumplings. This is their happiness. Things in the horizons overseas have nothing to do with them!

Just have three or two full days, and that will be a life like a god!

But those rich people who are rich and well-off in their eyes are suffering every day. The more you get, the greater your responsibility will be. This is true!

Zeng Guofan has now become the eye of the formation of many forces in the capital. He is transcendent but has been vaguely controlling the situation!

As the governor of Zhili, he had the right to station his army in Zhuozhou. Even if such a mobilization was suspected of being usurped, no one dared to say that. Even the Empress Dowager and the Emperor agreed to his garrison in Gaobeidian area of ​​Zhuozhou!

The little emperor even kept hinting at the commander to increase his troops. At present, there are 3,000 Hunan cavalry in the Zhuozhou area!

Compared with the major camps in Sijiu City, the number of people is really pitiful, but no one dares to underestimate these veterans of the Hunan Army in a hundred battles. If you offend him, you will offend the Hunan Army Group in half of the Jiangnan area!

If you really turn against each other, the Huguang area can bring out an army of 200,000 to 300,000 in minutes!

It is precisely because of Zeng Guofan's huge influence that the capital was in chaos, but it never reached the point of shooting. This is the prestige of the great general!

Everyone knows that the Grand Marshal is in poor health, and many people are speculating on how many years the Grand Marshal still has, but no one dares to make a clear assertion, because this old man in his twilight years, the elder who has lost all his energy by war, can miraculously regain his vitality every time he shows the appearance of being exhausted and dry.

Once, twice, three or four times, it is just a number of repetitions that make people unpredictable. It is this sense of mystery that makes many forces dare not act rashly!

The general is not asking for peace in the world at the moment. What he wants is that Emperor Tongzhi can take power safely and gain power, and then the civil war will not break out again!

That's all, don't use any weapons, I don't care if I get old!

It is such a magic needle that stabilizes the bottom line of the struggle in the capital. If the general has three longs and two shorts, once this stabilizer of the dynasty loses its effect, those people's ambitions will be unable to suppress!

Everyone who closed the door carried the Dashen back to the bedroom. The old farmer secretly used his true energy to help Dashen open up the lung meridian and help him breathe. A soldier took out a cigarette gun and wanted to help Dashen take a breath to relieve the pain.

But a maid waved her hand. The personal soldier respected the maid very much and quickly put her back on her cigarette and bowed out of the house!

The maid said calmly, "Other people in the room except Mr. Nong, all the others left, and don't peep with their backs to the window!"

A woman's words are so easy to use. All her staff and personal soldiers scattered, saying that they are turned back to each other and they dare not take a peek at them.

The maid actually took out a common first aid kit from a Chinese field hospital from the cabinet, took out the key and opened it with a lot of first aid medicines inside!

A needle of pure liquid was in the needle tube. The maid whispered to the maid in a low voice, "Master... Is this Chinese purified coffee, the purity is higher than that produced in Europe!"

"Now, this can only be used to relieve the pain in your chest... The Raven # tablets are no longer effective!"

"But once you use this purity, you will never be able to quit for the rest of your life!"

Zhuang Zeng smiled and said in a faint voice, "I...I have a few days left to live! Just... let me leave this world with a bad habit!"

With one intravenous injection, Dashuai's breathing calmed down in a short while, and the chest tightness and pain that had troubled him for a long time also disappeared!

"Hey... I used to use Chinese medicine to press it, but in the end it didn't work, so I used Rags # ointment... Now it doesn't work anymore, so I have to use new things purified by foreigners..."

"What's the trouble! You said that the King of Hell obviously asked me to leave, but I still refused to leave?"

As soon as this was said, the old farmer's eyes turned red, "Master... Go home, the fellow villagers on both sides of the Xiangjiang River miss you too! Why are you doing this!"

"They are all over the world and they want to kill them. Why are you trying to kill them?"

Zeng Guofan shook his head, "Let me be a loyal minister of the Qing Dynasty again! My heart has betrayed the Qing Dynasty, I am very ashamed!"

"I always feel that I owe Your Majesty! The Qing Dynasty is actually not too weak to me..."

"But there is no way, I am a Han person... I always have to make plans for the Han people's century-long plan!"

"Xiao Letian's fortress plan is a century-long and a thousand-year plan to save our Han people's lives... I have to protect him for a long time..."

"And his Majesty... He has to mature quickly! Before I die, he has to be able to protect himself..."

"Cough cough cough...Cough cough cough...I am a descendant of the Han family, so I have to be filial to the ancestors of the Han people!"

"But I am also an important official of the Qing Dynasty... I have to be loyal to this country again!"
Chapter completed!