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

The two have cooperated for many years, and their tacit understanding has long been extraordinary.

But even so, Yang Feihu carefully inspected the plane according to the operating manual.

This is not only responsible for his own life safety, but also a respect for the work of mechanics, and a responsibility to the empire.

After the inspection, Yang Feihu, who was sitting in the cabin, gave his old friend a thumbs up, and then closed the canopy.

Accompanied by the roar of the diesel engine, facing the morning sun and the breeze blowing from the Taihang Mountains, the flying tiger and Xiaolong pierced into the sky like long swords!

Chapter 642

Holding the roast duck food box in his hand, Feng Guozhang nimbly moved around on the bumpy street, avoiding one earth and one stone after another.

Since the Royal Air Corps of Ming Dynasty began to fly around Beijing on a routine basis half a year ago, Prince Regent Gong Yijin has ordered the nine admirals and each battalion to build air defense fortifications.

Whether it is a road or an old house, there are civil air defenses everywhere to prevent the bombing of the bombing airship.

Up to now, there are authentic tunnels everywhere in this old Beijing city.

Yanjing is as big as a huge construction site.

There were even people at Prince Gong's mansion who chanted "build high walls and accumulate food widely". If it weren't for Yi Rujin who was already the king of fe hats, he might have shouted "become king slowly".

Of course, now is the age of gunpowder, and Zhu Baba's high walls are no longer useful.

Zeng Guofan's direct troops are very experienced in attacking cities with gunpowder and digging holes, so Yi Rujin feels like a treasure.

In short, whether Zhu Chongba heard that his slogan came from this group of people, or Zhu Di saw that his lair had become like this, he would definitely be furious.

more than this……

"Father folks, folks, folks!"

Several servants from the Prime Minister's Office knocked on the gong and shouted loudly.

"Building a golden gate, bearing the sky, the people's treasures and treasures, and the empire's sky is protected!

Violent and immoral, people and gods are indignant, and all countries in the world regard him as Jie and Zhou!

Today, my Qing Dynasty cultivates benevolence and morality internally, and unites kindness and righteousness externally. All friendly countries regard my Qing Dynasty as a friend and neighbor, and all great powers recognize my Qing Dynasty!

The regents of the Qing Dynasty are Jiang Shang and Guo Ziyi, and all the heroes of the world have gathered under the account of Prince Gong to participate in the grand event of destroying the Ming Dynasty!

Empress Victoria of Great Britain will send troops to help guard our Great Qing capital, and British soldiers will enter the city today!

This is the example of Guo Ziyi of the Tang Dynasty borrowing from the Uyghur. My martial arts in the Qing Dynasty went as far as the Han and Tang Dynasties, and my friends came to help me.

It is An Lushan, and Shi Siming and his like will not last long.

I hope that all the fathers and villagers will watch and help each other to overcome the difficulties together, and don't conflict with the British soldiers! "

Xu, the servant of the yamen, has not yet lost his conscience. After finishing what Shangfeng explained, he quickly said: "My master in Beijing, it is not easy to meet foreigners. Everyone must hide the female relatives well, and it is best to hide them in the tunnels." !"

Feng Guozhang sneered as he heard the beating of gongs and drums gradually disappearing.

Sure enough, the British were coming to town.

It seems to be terrified!

They are not stupid. They know that when Ming declared war on the great powers, what fell from the airship after that was not Victoria's Secret, but genuine bombs!

Hiding in Langfang, it was a situation of being bombed every day.

The best way to preserve strength is to escape into Beijing and bet that the emperor will not be willing to blow up the old capital.

After all, it is ground forces that really determine the outcome of a war.

However, the wishful thinking of the British may be miscalculated.

……

Not long after, Feng Guozhang came to the Xihua Gate, where a young eunuch had already been waiting.

It is the confidant of the eunuch Wang Chengde who is responsible for the daily purchases.

Handing the duck with one hand and handing over the child with the other, the ordinary small business was quickly concluded.

Half an hour later, Wang Chengde hurried to Yingtai.

After being invited by Ci'an, Little Buddha Xingzhen, who was listening to a play in Yingtai, immediately felt like a knife was twisted in his stomach, and even begged his family to have shit, and then drove back to the palace in a hurry.

As soon as they entered Chuxiu Palace, Xingzhen hurriedly ordered Li Lianying to close the doors and windows, and even the palace maids and eunuchs who were his confidantes on weekdays all avoided, leaving only four people in the room.

Xingzhen herself, Mr. Xing who smoked with his legs crossed, Xing Xiaobao who picked his nose for fun, and Wang Chengde.

Li Lianying was outside looking for news and letting the wind go.

Xingzhen stared nervously at Wang Chengde and said, "Has the news been sent over there?"

Wang Chengde hurriedly said: "The old way, use rice porridge soup to write on the Jiaozi, and send them all!"

"That's good!"

Xingzhen nodded, and asked more nervously, "Then... did that one nod? The Ai family sincerely wants...to make a decision to respect the ancestors..."

Xingzhen hesitated for a long time, but in the end she didn't say the words "anti-Qing and restoring Ming".

As the Empress Dowager of the West Palace of the Qing Dynasty, she felt a little guilty after all for holding the banner of anti-Qing and Ming Dynasty.

But "respecting the decision of the ancestors" is much more confident.

Who is your ancestor?

Naturally, it is the Yehenala tribe of Haixi Jurchen.

"The descendants of my Yehe tribe, even if there is only one woman left, they must destroy the Jianzhou Jurchen!"

In fact, Xingzhen had never heard of this statement in the first 30 years of her life.

Not to mention that she hadn't heard of it, no one in the court had ever heard of it.

It is said that this statement first appeared in the pirated Yellow Crane novel "Pig Totem".

The book describes the ups and downs and entanglements of the wild boar tribe.

According to the book, the wild boar is the most greedy, cunning, cruel and cowardly animal in the black water of the Baishan Mountain.

At first glance, this book is an animal novel.

The story of the pig king described in it, although contrary to common sense, is still a bit interesting.

It is somewhat similar to Pu Songling's "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio".

However, people with a little bit of political sensitivity will quickly read some kind of vicious metaphor from this book.

Among them, the dog Huang He used the mouth of the wild boar king to tell the grievances between the Jianzhou Jurchen and the Haixi Jurchen.

"The descendants of my Yehe tribe, even if there is only one woman left, they must destroy the Jianzhou Jurchen!" comes from it.

At the beginning, Xingzhen completely scoffed when she heard this statement.

This is just an unofficial history compiled by third-rate scholars.

Can Ai Jia become the second Chen Shimei, but can she become the second Pan Mei?

At that time, Xingzhen was still in power, so she ordered the provinces to list it as a banned book, and after the inspection, they all burned it.

But she soon discovered that the more the imperial court banned it, the more this "Pig Totem" spread, and the more it was spread like a god.

There are even magic sticks in the streets and alleys saying that this is a divine book like "Tui Bei Tu", which leads to various interpretations.

In the end, even Guizi Liu used this as an excuse in the clan's residence to attack Xingzhen.

Of course, this kind of speculation did not cause much trouble in the end.

However, with the passage of time and changes in the court's political situation, as well as Xing Bao's birth...

In the end, Xingzhen, who had filled up her internal fighting attributes, was keenly aware that maybe it might be, maybe it should be the same... Her ancestors really said such a sentence.

Yehe's woman will destroy Aixinjueluo...

Shaking her head, Xingzhen was about to say something more when Li Lianying stumbled in suddenly.

Xingzhen and others hurriedly asked why.

Li Lianying knelt down with a puff, and said, "Master, I just used two pairs of stockings you wore to inquire about something from Mother Guo!"

Chapter 643

This Nanny Guo is a confidant old nanny on the other side of Ci'an, who loves beauty and dressing up.

As Daming silk stockings became popular all over the world, the Forbidden City also quietly became fashionable.

It's a pity that it is very difficult to enter the palace with silk stockings. A pair of silk stockings, even if they are second-hand, are hard currency among court ladies.

With these precious things, Li Lianying pried open Nanny Guo's mouth and learned a shocking news.

It turned out that Xingzhen's own son Tongzhi and his brother-in-law Yi Rujin conspired to imprison Xingzhen in Yingtai.

Today, the Empress Dowager Ci'an invited her to an opera, which was originally a grand banquet.

It just so happened that just as Xingzhen took her seat, she felt pain in her stomach and insisted on leaving.

The related arrangements are not ready yet.

Ci'an is another unselfish woman, so she put Xingzhen back in a daze.

"Okay!"

Xingzhen hugged Xing Bao's 50cm big head, and said angrily, "Aixinjueluo Zaichun, this bastard, after all, inherited her father's ruthlessness, and actually tried to do a treasonous act of imprisoning the queen mother!"

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and rubbed her big head again, and said, "Xing Bao, good boy, you can't learn from that bastard in the future!"

Xing Bao smirked twice.

Xingzhen Dayue: "What a hearty and innocent smile, this child smiles like a child!"

"That...Little Buddha, that one still has...a secret decree, saying that he wants us to hand over something..."

"Something? What?"

Xingzhen was taken aback for a moment, and then hugged Xing Jiuliu, who was fascinated and ecstatic, "The Ai family already knew that Xing Lang, you are a firefly in the dark night, and Zhu Fugui will never let you go." Yes, he must take you back to assist him!"

"Uh... no... it's a cultural relic in the Forbidden City... the master said, before you leave the palace, little Buddha, you have to leave everything... a painting and a hairpin are not allowed to take away... However, silver, Lead and aluminum Roman tableware, luminous pearls, etc., can be taken away..."

Wang Chengde said with emotion, "That... is actually the same as the rumors... he is a generous person!"

"Night Pearl?"

Hearing that she could take away her favorite priceless Ye Mingzhu, Xingzhen was overjoyed.

Those are a pair of seven-inch five-inch night pearls that are so huge that they can't fit in your mouth at all!

It was the time of Xingzhen's thirtieth birthday, and also the time when her power was at its peak, and she snatched the most precious treasure in the world!

"This... is really kind!"

Even Cixi had to sigh with emotion, the conditions proposed by that person were really tolerant, and she could still keep such treasures.

She couldn't help but think of the days when she was pregnant with Liujia, holding the pair of luminous pearls every day and using them to shine on her stomach, and it was only with the blessing of the Buddha that she gave birth to such a healthy and clever boy...

probably……

Xingzhen looks two and a half years old, almost three years old, and she can barely call her mother's baby son.

At this moment, he has already taken off his booger, and is playing happily with the Yeming Pearl in his arms.

"By the way, there is one more thing for the servant to tell you!" Wang Chengde said again.

"What's the matter?"

Xingzhen asked cautiously.

Wang Chengde looked at the Western clock in the room, and the time had already pointed to twelve o'clock, "Little Buddha, who said that today at three o'clock in the afternoon, on the top of the city, I would like to invite you to watch the most romantic fireworks..."

……

Flowing clouds flowed over both sides of the wing like cotton wool, and were randomly cut into filaments, and drifted away with the wind.

At this moment, Yang Feihu will feel that he has really become Costin, soaring in the boundless sky.

The only pity is that this version of Xiaolong is equipped with a cabin cover, and Yang Feihu can no longer feel the refreshing feeling of the cold wind hitting his face like before.

Different from the training flights in the past, today he will expose the airplane, the king of the sky, to the world for the first time in an actual combat posture.