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

"You use the hands of Mongolia to do cruel things, but you leave a name of benevolence yourself!"

"You deceitful poisonous man!"

boom!

Tongliao Khan's soldiers, who once won two yuan in the World Cup, blew the smoke of the bright flowers in their hands, and spat on the body of the first-rank university scholar of the dynasty: "What are you, how dare you insult the emperor and the emperor? The life-long chairman of the Olympic Committee is really in a hurry to get on the road. Brothers, go to the next one!"

In the entire city of Beijing, the situation is now jittery.

Of course, some people sit back and relax.

For example, Xingzhen is holding Xing Bao at this time, fortunately she made the decision to respect her ancestors.

And Tongzhi is...

The Forbidden City, the Temple of King Luan.

All court officials who were lucky enough to escape the military disaster were gathered here.

Lord Sotna, dressed in armor, with big arms and round waist, holding a white silk in his hand, approached Bean Sprouts Tongzhi who was slumped on the dragon chair step by step.

All the officials of the Qing Dynasty were silent like cicadas, and no one dared to speak out.

They are all being judged by fate.

Tokugawa Yoshiki who was on the side said weakly: "Suosang, the procedure for Shangluo doesn't seem to be like this..."

Sotna put down the white silk, took out a copy of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" from behind his buttocks, looked at the fourth chapter "Abolishing the Emperor Chen Liujian of the Han Dynasty, and Meng De, the thief who conspired with Dong, offered his sword", and said with a frown, "That's right! Luoyang is this process?"

After all, Suotna shouted: "Chen Suotna is here to save you!"

Tongzhi had never seen such a battle before, he trembled with fright, slipped from the dragon chair and fell to the ground, unable to speak.

On the contrary, Xing Bao in Xing Zhen's arms is still playing with booger innocently, without any fear.

Sotna picked up "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" again, flipped through it, looked at Tongzhi, then looked at the child in Xingzhen's arms, picked up the white silk again, smiled and said to Daodechuan Qingxi: "Qing Brother Xi, look, there are many similarities between ancient and modern things? This Luo, you have to enter like this!"

Tokugawa Qingxi shook his head and said, "Duke Ming, didn't the last general talk about this...here, look..."

Tokugawa Yoshiki took out a bow from behind, plucked the bowstring with his index finger, and made a clanging sound, "Minggong, in my humble opinion, white silk is a woman's thing, we have to use this, use this Only authentic!"

Chapter 648 Don't Want Your Face!

"Meishan's crooked neck is hung with white silk on the tree. I want it. I want it to be twisted. I can't have both. It's hard, it's really hard!"

Lord Sotna's hair was gray with worry, so he had to use his urine to escape to seek advice from Li Hongzhang.

Because he felt that Li Hongzhang, as a southerner, was weak and weak, and he was more able to speculate on what he wanted, which was not what he, a Mongolian, was good at.

After searching for Tiantian, he finally found Li Hongzhang in Prince Gong's Mansion.

At this time, he was nodding and bowing down, accompanying a group of Jinyi guards to search Yixin's property.

This group of brocade guards were dressed in a very special way. Apart from the usual flying fish suits and Xiuchun swords, there was also a beautiful bird feather on their heads.

This is the so-called factory guard among the factory guards, the emperor's pro-army among the emperor's pro-army, the red woodpecker.

Beijing City, the capital of China for 500 years, has accumulated huge wealth, including countless gold and silver cultural relics.

Especially these members of the imperial family, none of them are rich, and none of them are all rotten.

The money, of course, has to be turned over to the treasury.

Therefore, Daming sent the most reliable team to carry it out.

Currently in Beiping Mansion, one is Li Hongzhang, the other is Feng Guozhang...

Needless to say the former, the Prime Minister of Hefei is famous for being skinny all over the world.

Although Xiao Feng is now a passionate young man who is full of enthusiasm and lives up to his youthful head, he has gone deep into the enemy's rear for the revival of China.

But Zhu Fugui was somewhat worried about him.

After all, this guy also had a joke in history that "Prime Minister Dongling logs trees, and President Nanhai sells fish", and his money ethics are worrying.

It's not that your rich uncle doesn't believe you!

It's Zhang Zi, you can't grasp it!

Zhu Fugui is serious about ransacking his home.

Historically, the Hunan Army invaded Tianjing, and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom plundered Jiangnan for ten years, accumulating tens of millions of taels of silver treasure, but the Manchu Qing court never saw a penny.

This kind of thing can't happen to Daming.

But well...

When the water is clear, there will be no fish. It is unreasonable for the Tang and Mongolian allied forces to work hard for a long time.

Thirty percent of wealth, as long as the base is large enough, is also a suffocating figure.

However, the value of the gold, silver and jewelry confiscated from the Devil's Six Mansions was only 170 million taels.

This made Li Hongzhang call it impossible!

Now the chef of Fengji Roast Duck has brought the devil into the small black room for half an hour.

The screams from inside became weaker and weaker.

When Sotner arrived, it happened to be the time when Xiao Feng came out with a group of duck masters.

Li Hongzhang hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Feng Baihu, can the six devils be recruited? This man is the sixth younger brother of Xianfeng. He has been scheming since he was a child. Don't trust him easily! If he only has 170 million yuan from the family, the old man will recognize him. The No. [-] Master Qingtian of the Pseudo-Qing Dynasty!"

A chubby duck master shook his head and said: "Master Li, don't worry, our technique is professional. For an entire hour, people were still slightly injured, but they were definitely recruited."

Xiao Feng took out a bill, sighed and said: "This bastard devil Liu actually deposited all the gold in HSBC Foreign Bank. I'm afraid it has already been transported to London by now, and was taken by the old witch Wei Wei to pad her ass!"

"Shameless You! Really Shameless You!"

Li Hongzhang rushed in and slapped his old boss on the ear, "You actually go to HSBC to save face, you really don't want to lose face, the old man's wealth is all stored in Daming Shenzhou Bank, you old dog, no wonder Daoguang Said that you have little cleverness, no great wisdom, and I will not pass on the position to you!"

Li Hongzhang was really angry.

What is the difference between HSBC's passbook and waste paper?

My own 1.5% profit was voted for nothing by the British!

This is not the most important thing. His Majesty Zhu Fugui, who is great, kind, and always correct, hinted to himself several times that he wanted to get him a little more gold. The result was good, the first deal was broken, which made him look good To see Lord Long Live?

Not a single inch of Yixin's skin is good, and he has long since lost the strength to speak back.

Li Hongzhang felt sad, and suddenly thought of something.

He snapped Yixin's mouth open, "Sure enough, I still remember, Prince Gong, you have three gold teeth in your mouth!"

If you have gold, you are Prince Gong, if you don't have gold, you are Gui Ziliu.

Li Hongzhang broke off the three gold teeth by himself, and happily sent them to the red woodpecker to be weighed and registered.

This incident was called "the tyrant's 'blood gold'" by later Onsa scholars, and was attempted to be filmed.

After the bloodbath of Prince Gong's mansion, Li Hongzhang overcame Li Zicheng's addiction, only then did he notice that Lord Sotna had been waiting for a long time.

And the way he looks at himself is a bit wrong.

Coughing and coughing twice, Li Hongzhang resumed his usual refined demeanor, and asked, "My lord, aren't you in charge of the Forbidden City? Why, it's over so soon?"

"Even with the help of Little Buddha, packing the Forbidden City is an extremely cumbersome task. What Long Live Lord means is that the antiques will be placed in place and guarded by Jin Yiwei. Later, a museum will be established, and the gold, silver and jewelry will be sent to Fengdu."

Sotna sighed, "What this king is struggling with is, how should Qing Jun clean up..."

Sautner said the matter as it was.

Li Hongzhang stroked his beard, walked back and forth a few steps, and said, "Brother Suo, in Brother Yu's opinion, it's better to use a bowstring. You see, when Emperor Chongzhen Meishan twisted himself, that was Li... that was... anyway... The puppet Qing Dynasty has little to do with it, but Emperor Yongli was hanged with a bow by the big traitor Wu Sangui..."

Pointing to the newly cut rich head on Sotner's head, Li Hongzhang said again: "Wu Sangui, you know, he is a prince, and you are also a prince; he is the chief soldier of Shanhaiguan, and you are also the chief soldier of Shanhaiguan; he shaved his hair and dressed easily. You also shave your hair and wear it easily..."

"Young brother understands!"

Sotner took out his bowstring, clapped his palms and laughed, "Listening to what you say is better than reading ten years of books, so I'm going to help the little emperor look good!"

Seeing the back of Sotner leaving in a hurry, Li Hongzhang breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured: "This is great, when the Long Live Lord wants to liquidate, it is you who betrayed Sotner, not my surname Li." Yes. But..."

Li Hongzhang turned his head, looked at Yi Xin whose mouth was full of blood, shook his head and said, "Master Gong, you and I have met once, and we have seen the bustling scenery together, no matter what, today I will remember an old love, and help you once again!"

Come on, Li Hongzhang asked the relevant leaders of Jinyiwei for instructions, and ordered Liu Mingchuan to bring a jar of good wine and a good knife.

"You...what are you doing!"

Guizi Liu looked at Li Hongzhang who was coming with a knife, and struggled in panic, "You...don't come here!"

"Yixin! You are so confused!"

Li Hongzhang said angrily, "If your gold is still there, maybe you can leave a whole body, just shoot it. Now that you have deposited your gold in HSBC Yingxing, do you still think you can escape Ling Chi?"

"No... this king has already received more than 300 knives, isn't it considered Ling Chi..."

Guizi Liu yelled in horror, "This king sent money to your Huai army, this king sheltered your Huai army from the wind, and this king sent warships to Daming. This king wants to see Zhu Fugui, and this king wants to see Long Live God!" !"

"Ah bah, is it possible that you can see the Lord Long Live whenever you want? The old man will reminisce about an old love, and I will give you a good time. I advise you not to be ignorant of good and evil!"

After all, Li Hongzhang grabbed Guizi Liu's braids and raised the machete, "I will borrow your dog's head to go to Meishan to worship the old uncle for the Long Live God. This is Li's job!"

After all, he raised the knife and dropped it, and blood spattered Li Hongzhang's face.

He took out his handkerchief, wiped his face, threw his head to Liu Mingchuan, and prepared to go to Meishan to mourn Emperor Chongzhen before sunset.

Li Hongzhang knew that Lord Long Live mourned Ming Taizu, Zhu Biao, and the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor, but Chongzhen, I am afraid that he may not mourn in person.

The grades are too different, and the layout is too different.

Not suitable.

Or do it yourself.

Presumably Long Live Lord will appreciate it.

How else to put it, in the way of licking, is Sauter that hard to come by?

……

Li Hongzhang was very cheerful, but the master chefs who sliced ​​ducks were depressed.

After two or three years of training in the kitchen, it turns out that the object of the practical exercise is nothing.

Li Hongzhang clasped his fists and said, "Heroes, don't worry, just look over there!"

Following Li Hongzhang's gaze and looking into the corner of the courtyard, he saw a group of foreigners shivering and huddled together.

"Long Live Lord is a benevolent king. On the grounds that Jianzhou is a rebellion against the Ming Dynasty and is also a subject, unless he commits foreign treason and commits the most heinous crimes, he will not be sentenced to death easily. But foreigners are different. These are the puppet Qing Dynasty in England. Officials who assisted the Puppet Qing Dynasty and resisted the Heavenly Soldiers have conclusive evidence and clear facts, and according to the law, they should be—cut!"

After a pause, Li Hongzhang said again, "Oh, by the way, that fat translator is also treasonous, let's get rid of it together!"

Chapter 649 The Little Eunuch and the Tartar Song Dynasty

Little Churchill and others couldn't understand what Li Hongzhang said, but the fat translator understood it very well.

Immediately, I was so frightened that feces and urine flowed out, and the smell was unbearable.

Little Churchill quickly asked: "John, what's going on? Translate and translate for me!"

"I'll translate your Mahler, hello!"

John Wang grabbed the young Churchill by the neck, "It's all you foreign devils who are useless! I even sold my ancestral graves, and I followed you. Aren't you civilized and powerful? Aren't you an advanced race? What a motherfucker I didn't hold on for a day! My mother strangled you to death!"

Little Churchill always brought his mistress with him when he came to Beijing. His body had been hollowed out by wine and lust. He was no match for a fat translator. He was ridden on him and beat him up. .

Jin Yiwei quickly separated these dog-eat-dog guys.

In case the British envoy was killed directly, it would be too cheap for him.

Li Hongzhang sighed, secretly thankful that although he was not as wise and foolish as Lao Zuo, he finally made up for it and did not press the wrong treasure.

Holding the head, he was just about to step out of Prince Gong's mansion when suddenly the sound of a baby crying came from behind his ears.

Someone happened to give birth in Prince Gong's mansion?

Is it the six bloodlines of the Inexhaustible Devil, who left a seed for him?

Li Hongzhang followed the voice curiously, but he saw that the source of the voice was the blood of Gui Ziliu.

It's an ugly doll with wrinkled skin.

Not far away, a coquettishly dressed foreign woman did not feel the joy of being a first-time mother at all. She left her child aside and ignored her, desperately trying to get into the crowd, but she was always pushed out by little Churchill.