I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

however……

Li Hongzhang was still too naive.

The pungent smell of alcohol, as well as the strong body odor unique to foreigners stimulated by alcohol, rushed straight into Li Hongzhang's nasal cavity, making him almost faint.

Suppressing the discomfort, he tried his best to hold Hurd's big arm, and carefully placed him on the sofa.

At this time, Li Hongzhang noticed that behind the friendly foreigner, there were still two heroic Chinese (in fact, one Chinese and one Japanese), but they didn't seem to help at all, and their short hair looked like they were not People from the Qing Dynasty.

Morishita and Wang Zhonghuang looked at each other, feeling helpless in their hearts.

It's not that they don't want to help, it's that Donald doesn't dare to let them help.

What should I do if the stench smells so bad that it infects the ministers of Ming Dynasty?

You must know that Morishita and Wang Zhonghuang are the captains of the two strongest warships of the Ming Dynasty, or Guan Dai, but they are senior officials of the fourth rank!

How could Donald let them do this?

The governor of the Qing Dynasty didn't know what grade it was, anyway, no matter what grade it was, it looked very suitable to smell the super body odor of the British guy, that's why Donald was so enthusiastic.

"Mr. Hurd, Mr. Hurd?"

Li Hongzhang finally regained his strength, but found that Hurd had already slept like a dead pig, and Ah San's servant also brought a beautiful Persian blanket and covered Hurd.

How can we talk about this?

Li Hongzhang could only sigh, and planned to visit again another day.

However, at this moment, a big fat hand patted his shoulder: "Mr. Governor, please stay!"

Donald's little mung bean eyes flickered, showing a friendly light again, "I don't know if you are familiar with the Hunan Army?"

Chapter 166 Brother Xing, Brother Xing, Master Xing

In the 61st year of Emperor Kangxi of the Puppet Qing Dynasty, the Qing government abolished the full-time officials of the Jiang Customs, and replaced it with the Governor of Jiangsu, and appointed the Assistant County Magistrate of Shanghai.

The official system has changed, and the status of Shanghai is no longer comparable to that of the Kangxi period, and the magistrate of Shanghai has also become Shanghai Road.

However, whether an official position enjoys authority and whether it has a prominent position is still related to the person in office.

Since the Huai army entered Shanghai and Li Hongzhang was promoted to the puppet governor of Jiangsu, his influence in Shanghai was second only to foreigners in the United Lease and the French Concession.

The cold and dark prison in Jiangguan was naturally taken over by the Huai army and became Li's private prison.

At this moment, inside the Gengzihao Prison, a skinny and wretched man was looking at the moonlight and pitying himself through the bars.

"Mother Xipi, when I get out, I'll kill you all!"

The man's skin was sallow and loose, with a pair of fish eyes, and two slender beards hanging from his upper lip, and a piece of dog skin plaster was pasted on his forehead. It's just like Captain Jia's dignity.

At this moment, a jailer in a loose official uniform came over with a broken bowl: "Xing Jiurou, it's time to eat!"

As he spoke, he dropped the bowl on the ground.

The man who resembled Captain Jia was the legendary Xing Jiuliu, nicknamed Xing Jiurou.

He hurriedly picked up his rice bowl and devoured the food mixed with sand.

"Mr. Jun, do you have any smoke and soil? Let me fix it for you? A little bit is enough. I want to smell it..."

Xing Jiurou lay on the haystack like a dead dog, stretched out his hand from the railing, and scratched vigorously.

"Bah, something like a dog has offended our Master Zhou, and you still want to smoke? Dream on you!"

The jailer kicked Xing Jiurou's hand, and the latter quickly withdrew his hand.

When the jailer walked away, Xing Jiurou rubbed his hands and spat at the same time: "Gouqiuba, when I get out, I'll kill you all!"

After finishing speaking, he brightened his arms and showed off his biceps that were almost as thin as a stick.

Who would have thought that the jailer's hearing was amazing, and he came back all of a sudden: "Dog, who are you calling a dog? Who are you going to kill?"

"Master Jun, Lord Jun, you got it wrong, you got it wrong, I said I'm a dog, I'm a mangy dog!"

Xing Jiurou was pinned against the railing by the jailer by his braids, crying and yelling for mercy.

"Hmph, I don't need to be as knowledgeable as a dead man like you. I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. Your case was taken care of by Marshal Li himself. Once you enter the Geng room, no one can get out alive!" The jailer loosened Xing Jiurou's braid. , and threw him to the ground.

"Impossible? I just went crazy when I was drinking flower wine. I can't be guilty of death! I am wronged!"

Hearing that he was going to be beheaded, Xing Jiurou panicked completely, "Isn't beheading to be beheaded by Qiuhou? Is there any law for you to kill people directly? You can't kill me, I am a good person, I am a good person!"

"Fuck! In Shanghai, in the Huai army barracks, our Marshal Li is Wang Fa!"

The jailer was a veteran of the Huai Army, and he was well-informed. He sneered and said, "I'll let you be a fool. Don't you know what good things you did? Our Marshal Li has already found out!"

Hearing this, Xing Jiurou was taken aback for a moment, and then broke out in cold sweat.

Could it be that……

Two faces, one old and one young, unconsciously appeared in Xing Jiurou's mind.

The old fool and the young fool are none other than the old eunuch Li and Zhu Fugui.

Can't you?

Could it be that the fact that I secretly hid the anti-thieves and the party has come to light?

But I obviously threw the two of them into the pig boat before the Huai army entered the city?

Xing Jiurou thought he did it flawlessly, but he really couldn't figure out what went wrong.

The most important thing is that the master and servant are not so much a rebellious party, but two fools, the kind who can't get any reward if they are caught and reported to the county magistrate (Zhu Fugui's tokens to prove his identity are left in Hangzhou, and the big The monk kept it, and only took silver with him).

So Marshal Li can even find out this kind of thing?

Pfft!

Xing Jiurou knelt down, stretched out his hand to pull the jailer's pants, and cried out with snot and tears: "I am wronged, I am really wronged, I, Xing, am a good citizen of the Qing Dynasty, and I have never thought of rebellion. , I really don't have a thief..."

The jailer kicked him away, and said with disgust: "What nonsense are you talking about? You little chicken still thinks about thieves? Is Hong Ni blind, or is the red flower double stick of the Little Knife Club brain-destroyed by the door?" Caught? Want to contact someone like you?

To tell you the truth, your kid's evil deeds of smuggling opium and selling piglets have been well-documented, and the official punishment will be announced soon, and you will be punished by military law? "

"Huh? Smuggling opium? Selling piglets?"

Xing Jiurou jumped up excitedly, "Is this counted as a crime? Can this special woman be counted as a crime? You can't wrong a good man, Mr. Jun! If this counts as a felony, then one person who does business on the beach will be counted as one. One is clean!"

The jailer sneered and said, "I don't care about others, but whoever lets you fall into Mr. Zhou's hands can only serve as an example..."

"Brother Xing, Zhou, I'm late—"

At this moment, before seeing him, but hearing his voice first, a fiery figure stumbled in.

"Master Zhou...Master Zhou?"

"Stay aside!"

Zhou Fu pushed the jailer away and rushed towards the cell.

Pushing the prison door hard a few times, Zhou Fu shouted: "Why are you still standing there, give me Brother Xing, no, Brother Xing, unlock it!"

"This...isn't this a repeat offender personally determined by Marshal Li..."

"This is a great injustice. I'm here to pick up Brother Xing to the Marshal's Mansion. Don't be so wordy, open the door quickly and prepare a clean dress for my brother!"

……

On the carriage, Zhou Fu was carefully smearing medicinal wine on Xing Jiurou.

This is the secret recipe of the Huai Army. Apart from the poor appearance of the shit yellow, the effect is very good, making Lao Xing's handsome face a little more handsome.

Xing Jiurou allowed this young man to rub the medicine on himself, without daring to breathe. He already knew that this person was a popular person around the governor of Jiangsu.

What puzzled him was why this little boy would be so respectful to him now.

At this time, Zhou Fu collected the medicines, and bowed deeply to Xing Jiurou: "Brother Xing, the matter of Baifeng Shuyu has offended me a few days ago, please forgive me, the old lady Bi Luo has already ordered someone to redeem her body. It will be delivered to your house soon!"

Although he didn't know the situation clearly, Xing Jiurou instinctively felt that the surname Zhou seemed to be asking for something from him, so he made up his mind:

"Oh, you said Bi Luo...Zhou...Zhou Xiandi, I have to say a few words about you. Why do you prefer young women when you are in your early twenties? The charm of these old women is not like yours. Is it enough for my small stature?"

"Brother's lesson is that in the future, the foolish brother will not dare to take food from the tiger's mouth..."

"That's all, that's all, we don't know each other, but can you tell me, what is the governor looking for me, Lao Xing?"

"Brother Xing, oh no, Master Xing, you are really a real person without showing your appearance, and your appearance is not a real person!"

Zhou Fu said with deep emotion, "It has been more than 20 years since the foreigners started the chaos in Guangdong, but there are very few people who are proficient in Westernization in the country, and it is unheard of to make foreigners sell face..."

"The imperial court issued orders several times, ordering the governor to look for a great talent in the barbarians. The governor searched hard but couldn't find it. He was worried about state affairs and was in panic all day long!"

"I never thought that the great talent is far away in the sky and right in front of me. Lord Xing, the governor has already written a letter to the imperial court to recommend you as the alternate magistrate of Shanghai to assist in the five-port trade deal! You must not refuse!"

Chapter 167 Destiny

A person's destiny, of course, depends on self-struggle, but the process of history must also be considered.

This sentence is full of philosophy and wisdom, and it is really versatile.

It was even more so when it came to Xing Jiuliu.

You said that he is a small opium merchant, why did he suddenly become an alternate magistrate?

This time it was really not an organizational appointment, it had nothing to do with Zhu Fugui, it was a complete coincidence.

At that time, Donald and Li Hongzhang talked about wanting to buy Taiping Army prisoners of war, which made Li Hongzhang overjoyed.

In fact, how to deal with the prisoners of the Taiping Army has always been a headache.

Zeng Guofan was known as Zeng Shaved. Li Hongzhang had just organized the "Suzhou Killing and Surrender". Although Luo Bingzhang took in three thousand Shi Dakai's surrendered troops, he was always quite afraid. He even attacked Dashubao at night and killed more than 2000 other people. .

Manchu officials were obsessed with killing prisoners, of course not entirely because they liked to kill, but because killing was the best way to deal with it, and it could eliminate future troubles once and for all.

But what if these troublesome captives were packaged and bought to do hard work in Citigroup?

Wouldn't this be a great thing to kill three birds with one stone, in order to avoid future troubles, make a fortune, and even leave the name of benevolence?

As for whether these gangsters will gather people to make trouble in the Citi Congress, this is not their business.

After all, the Qing Dynasty always ignored the overseas Chinese, not to mention the Chinese as far away as Citigroup, even the Nanyang Chinese, they were just regarded as the remnants of the previous dynasty, and they neither wanted to deal with them nor sent troops to appease them, and completely let them go.

Besides, Li Hongzhang was the first to not believe that these unarmed gangsters could cause trouble in the hinterland of foreigners.

Although he looked down on Gordon as a man, it didn't mean he looked down on Gordon's foreign gun team.

Not to mention the foreign troops garrisoned in various concessions in Shanghai, they are far from being able to match the Chinese.

All in all, Li Hongzhang readily agreed to the proposal of Mr. Donald, the "White House Special Envoy" of the United States, and expressed his willingness to contact Zeng Gong.

Li Hongzhang knew very well in his heart that most of the benefits must belong to Zeng Guofan and the Hunan Army, and he could only earn a favor in front of foreigners.

After all, although he was valued by Zeng Guofan, he was not a member of the Hunan Army.

To be honest, Li Hongzhang actually doesn't think much of an old system like the Hunan Army.

Since the Huai army entered Shanghai, Li Hongzhang "completely changed the old system of the (Xiang army) and imitated the barbarian army" and transformed into a new type of army equipped with foreign guns and cannons and hired foreign coaches to train. The combat power has already surpassed the Hunan army .

But in any case, as a representative of the Han landlord armed forces that grew up in troubled times, Li Hongzhang also began to consider for himself the way out after the Taiping Army was wiped out.

Foreigners are obviously a good help.

To be on the safe side, Li Hongzhang asked Mr. Donald to help put pressure on Beijing, condemning the Qing government's indiscriminate killing of prisoners as a violation of human rights, which caused a shock in Beijing, so that he and the generals of the Hunan Army could facilitate the sale of prisoners.

To this, Donald readily agreed, and asked if he wanted to send the gunboat to Tanggu for a visit.

Although the tonnage of "Yangzhou" and "Jiading" is a bit smaller, they are real iron-clad battleships and the latest gunboats in the Far East, which are enough to show off their might in Bohai Bay.

This suggestion almost frightened Li Hongzhang to pee.

If the court knows that he lured the devils, it will be over.

In the end, U.S. Minister Tian Bei and British Minister Ma Shali jointly wrote a letter to the Prime Minister's Office.

This letter is not the official letter of credence, but it is also full of weight.

At the same time, Donald also reciprocated to help Li Hongzhang settle Gordon.

The old boy actually wanted money, but he was already preparing to run away from China, so he wanted Huai Jun to deposit the money into his account in a foreign bank.

How could Li Hongzhang understand this? Donald wrote a Citibank check to Gordon on the spot, and warmly invited him to board the ship to New York, and then return to England from there.

Upon hearing this, Gordon readily agreed.