In fact, as soon as Pan Er set off from Gu'an to Tianjin, Han Xiufeng entrusted the camp operations to Yongxiang and Chen Chongdi, hired four carriages to take Qin'er, Yao Mei'er, Ren Yu'er and the little guy, and called on Gang Gang

Fei Erye, who returned from the capital, and Ji Yunfei's student Yun Qijun, as well as twenty-three candidates for General Qian, General General, Foreign Affairs Commission and other military attachés drawn from the left, middle and right battalions, began to tour around the capital.

Play with water.

Not only did we visit Wanping, Yongqing, Zhuozhou, Bazhou, Wuqing and Liangxiang counties along the Yongding River, we even went to Tongzhou where the Yongding River does not flow, and then went straight to Yizhou under the jurisdiction of Baoding Prefecture.

Stopping and stopping, visiting the gentry, this trip actually lasted nearly two months.

Wu Tingdong couldn't stand it anymore, so he was furious and impeached him. He was deeply favored by the emperor but did not want to serve the court. Instead, he left his post without permission and traveled with his wife and children. He not only harassed the local area, but even made Bendan, a member of the river department, a slave.

The sin is unpardonable!

How could the politicians in Beijing miss this opportunity? They swarmed up and begged the emperor to dismiss Han Xiufeng and interrogate him. The crowd was so excited that Huang Zhongyin and Ji Yunfei couldn't help even if they wanted to, so they could only secretly scold Han Si for being confused.

When they were anxious, the emperor couldn't stand it any longer and ordered a scolding. Then Han Xiufeng took everyone back to Gu'an with his feelings still unfulfilled.

Unexpectedly, he met Wu Zhaoling as soon as he came back. Cui Hao even smiled bitterly and said: "Fourth Master, Mr. Wu has been here for six days and has been waiting for you here for six days!"

Han Xiufeng signaled Cui Hao to step back and asked with a smile: "Brother Songsheng, why are you doing this?"

"You scared Yong Man and Bowen to death this time. If I don't come here, I won't be able to stay in the capital. They will call me to the guild hall every day to figure out a solution together." Wu Zhaoling has a good personal relationship with Sushun. He had known Han for a long time.

Xiu Feng's trip this time was a drunkard's intention, but he didn't dare to reveal anything about the important matter, so he could only pretend to be confused with Huang Zhongyin, Ji Yunfei and other fellow villagers.

Han Xiufeng knew very well about his friendship with Sushun and knew that he was in the know. He said helplessly, "Brother Yongzhu and Brother Bowen are worried."

"Don't be apologetic, you can't help yourself," Wu Zhaoling smiled and said: "Besides, everything is fine now. The emperor just reprimanded you and did not dismiss you from your post, arrest you and hand it over to the ministry for discussion.

After such a big event, your body has already disappeared, which shows how strong your holy love is, and their hanging hearts should be relieved."

"Brother Songsheng, if you had a choice, you wouldn't be in the limelight even if you beat me to death!"

"Who told the emperor to be selfless, so I can only wrong you." Wu Zhaoling put down the teacup, thought about it and laughed again: "Bowen was really worried about you, worried that he would seek medical treatment in a hurry, and even went to see Peng Zhongtang. Unfortunately, Peng Zhongtang

Your Excellency is busy with many things and has no time to see him, but I guess that Mr. Peng should know the inside story."

"Master Peng was one of the first people to survey and select the auspicious land for ten thousand years. I just wandered around the boundaries of Shuntian Prefecture. I also made a special trip to Yizhou. How could he not guess that I was going there?

What to do."

"That's true." Wu Zhaoling nodded, and then pointed to the pile of letters on the case: "I have been out for so long, and there are quite a few letters. Some of them were sent by Yu Youfu a few days ago, and some were brought by me this time.

Take a look at it quickly. If you want to reply to someone, I will help you bring it back to the capital tomorrow morning and have Shopkeeper Wen deliver it to Rishengchang for delivery."

"I'm leaving tomorrow. It's hard for you to come here. Why don't you stay a few more days? You have to let me do my duty as a landlord."

"Do you think I am you? Although there is nothing wrong with the Hanlin Academy, you can't always go back."

"Okay, you can use the tea. I'll take it apart and take a look first."

You wouldn’t know it if you didn’t read it, but you would be surprised to see that there are quite a lot of letters during this period.

Some of Zhang Guangsheng's father, Zhang Dejian, sent them to the provincial consulate from Hunan, some of them were sent by Xue Huan and Liu Cunhou to Rishengchang Shanghai branch, some were sent by Du San from Taizhou, and some were even sent by Guo Peilin from Taizhou.

of.

"Zhixing, what's wrong?" Seeing Han Xiufeng suddenly frowning as he looked at him, Wu Zhaoling asked subconsciously.

"A good friend who was in Taizhou died in Hubei. He didn't have to go to Hubei originally. The reason why he went to Hubei was all for me and another friend. I didn't expect that our farewell in Taizhou would become an eternal farewell. I didn't expect that he would die because of me.

die……"

"Who do I recognize?"

"You don't recognize him, but you must have heard of his cousin," Han Xiufeng put down the letter and said solemnly: "His surname is Wu, his name is Wu Wenming, and his cousin is Mr. Wu Wenrong, the governor of Huguang who died for his country. He

Originally held group training in Taizhou

, helping fellow officers and soldiers to besiege Changmao. Years ago, they heard that I was impeached by Yang Nengge, which happened to coincide with the impeachment of another close friend of life and death, Zhang Yiguo, by Qishan. In anger, he helped us go to Hubei to find Mr. Wu, hoping to ask Mr. Wu for rescue.

Both of us."

"In the end, you went to Huangzhou with Mr. Wu?"

"Yeah." Han Xiufeng's heart was pounding, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became.

Wu Zhaoling could understand his mood at this moment. He was silent for a while and then asked in a low voice: "Then who is this Zhang Dejian who wrote you this letter?"

"Master Wu's fellow countryman used to be a secret friend of Master Wu's brother Wu Wenxi. Later, when Master Wu was transferred to the governor of Huguang, he went to Wuchang to serve under Master Wu. Master Wu knew that there were not enough troops before leading the troops to Huangzhou, so he ordered him to lead them.

I went to Hunan with a handwritten letter to ask for help from Mr. Zeng Guofan, but unfortunately Mr. Zeng’s navy had not yet been trained and his food and salary were not enough, so he could not make the trip."

"Aren't you going to die without saving anything?"

"Master Wu is Master Zeng's mentor. How could Master Zeng refuse to save him? Zhang Dejian is now serving under Master Zeng. He said in the letter that Master Zeng had asked him to send a letter to Master Wu, urging Master Wu not to go to Huang.

Zhou. But Mr. Wu said that the king’s orders cannot be violated and insisted on going. He could only go to Hunan again with Mr. Wu’s reply to Mr. Zeng.”

Wu Zhaoling knew exactly how Wu Wenrong died, and could only console him: "Zhixing, the deceased has passed away, and the living are like this. Now that things have come to this, we can only express our condolences."

"What's the point of not grieving?" Han Xiufeng stood up and walked to the bookshelf, took down a wooden box, took out a book from the wooden box, turned to a blank page, and said solemnly while polishing the ink: "I

You have to write down his life, otherwise you will really forget it if you are so busy."

Wu Zhaoling came over and took a look, and couldn't help but be surprised, because there were more than twenty pages recorded in this booklet, and each page recorded the lives of two people in neat small letters!

Thinking that this meant more than forty lives, Wu Zhaoling said with mixed feelings: "We should write it down. Some friends have no official positions or low official positions. The court will not remember them. We can't forget them."

"That's what I think. At least make a note of it so that you can take it out every time during the Qingming Festival and burn some paper for them."

…

Han Xiufeng never relied on others to write down these things. After writing them down, he returned to his seat and opened the letter again. Wu Zhaoling was not an outsider, and Han Xiufeng didn't want him to just sit there and talk about what was in the letter while reading it.

"It's really a blessing in disguise. Xue Huan said that not long after Mr. Xu was dismissed for his inability to suppress bandits, the officers and soldiers who attacked the Shanghai Rebellion Party started fighting with the foreigners in the concession. Counting the more than 10,000 local braves recruited later,

The soldiers were so brave that they actually did not defeat more than 400 foreigners. The soldiers under Liu Cunhou and Hu Songlin were defeated by the foreigners in one fell swoop, and the furthest ones even fled to Suzhou!"

There is no trivial matter when it comes to foreigners. Wu Zhaoling was shocked: "How did the fight start? Who made the first move? Are the casualties serious?"

"From Xue Huan's letter, it seems that the trouble was started by a few extremely vicious Qiu Baxian. They actually went to the concession to steal the wood used to build houses by foreigners, and even besieged British foreign merchants and missionaries. It seemed accidental, but in fact it was not that

Sooner or later, a few Qiuba will start fighting."

"How do you say this?"

"Because the foreigners have always wanted to renew the contract and expand the concession, those Qiuba just gave the foreigners an excuse to fight." Han Xiufeng lowered his head and read the letter, and then said: "The foreigners not only took advantage of the situation to rob, but also followed the people entrenched in Shanghai County.

The rebel gangs colluded with each other. Just as the officers and soldiers fought back and fought fiercely with the foreigners, the rebel gangs in the county rushed out from the west gate in accordance with the agreement with the foreigners in advance, and the officers and soldiers were forced to divide their forces to fight.

God was blind again, and a northeasterly wind blew. The foreigners took advantage of the northeasterly wind and fired guns and cannons at the officers and soldiers. The officers and soldiers' tents were instantly ignited, and flames flew up. The officers and soldiers were in chaos, and the guns were fired against the wind, and the smoke was blinding.

Unfortunately, within half an hour of fighting, they all fled out of the camp. When the officers and soldiers who were fighting against the rebels saw a fire in the camp, they hurried back to rescue them. When they saw that the camp was in flames, they fled in all directions."

"A complete failure!"

"This is expected. In fact, I have warned them before that although the foreigners have few soldiers, they have sharp muskets and are well-trained, but they don't believe it!"

Wu Zhaoling was worried that the foreigners would not stop doing anything, so he asked eagerly: "What about now? How is it over there now?"

"Admitting defeat, Gilhang'a did not dare to go. Liu Cunhou had no choice but to ride into the concession alone to plead guilty to the foreigners. Xue Huan said that the foreigners agreed to make peace, but they had to revise the land charter of the concession."

"Certain land?"

"It's said to be a lease, but it's actually no different from a lease." Han Xiufeng sighed.

Wu Zhaoling suddenly realized that the imperial court was already troubled by Changmao and would not start a new war with foreigners. He quickly said: "Shanghai has already opened its port anyway, so what's the harm in leasing another hundred acres of land to foreign merchants."

"That's all I can think about," Han Xiufeng nodded with a wry smile, and continued: "Master Xu was dismissed. Although Gilhang'a and Yang Nengge were promoted, they didn't get a good deal. Instead, Qiao Songnian got a big advantage.

, he was promoted to a Taoist priest, granted the authority to control the sea route, and was also rewarded with flower feathers."

"If you hadn't been transferred to the current post of magistrate on the south bank of the Yongding River, if you were still in Shanghai, I guess you could have gotten a better deal, and maybe you could have acted as the magistrate of Songjiang."

"Brother Songsheng, don't be ridiculous. As long as Gilhang'a is here and Qiao Songnian is promoted to the Songjiang prefecture vacated by the Taoist platform, it will not be my turn. Besides, the Songjiang prefecture has nothing to do. In addition to quelling the chaos,

We have to deal with foreigners, and we have to help with the military pay for the Jiangnan camp. Just thinking about it makes me afraid of people."

"That's true, how can I be as comfortable as the prefect now." Wu Zhaoling smiled and asked curiously: "What did Guo Zhongji tell you?"

"Master Guo has been implicated by me. Yang Nengge knows about his friendship with me, so naturally he won't look down upon him. Now he only has the job of supervising the league training of various prefectures and counties in Lixiahe."

The governor of Jiangsu cannot control the affairs of Jiangbei, and the governor of Liangjiang can manage but is beyond his reach. Therefore, the new chief envoy of Jiangning, Yang Nengge, has become the highest civilian official in Jiangbei. Guo Peilin no longer acts as the salt transport envoy to Lianghuai, but only patrols Huaiyang for military preparation.

Tao, from now on you have to listen to Yang Nengge...

Thinking of this, Wu Zhaoling realized that Guo Peilin was having a hard time, and quickly changed the subject: "With so many letters, isn't there any good news?"

"The good news is that there is one, but I'm really not sure whether it's that good or not."

"If it's good, it's good. If it's not, it's bad. What does it mean if it's not that good?"

Han Xiufeng put down the letter, raised his head and said, "I once investigated a group of smugglers when I was on patrol in Hainan. The leader of that group of smugglers was surnamed Li, and his name was Li Zhaoshou. He was unlucky that time and was lucky enough to escape. He ran away.

After his death, he actually gathered a group of private salt dealers and defected to the Nien bandits to rebel."

"Destroyed?"

"Almost wiped out," Han Xiufeng took a sip of tea and explained: "He Guizhen's seat of government was originally in the south of the Yangtze River, but the south of the Yangtze River was occupied by Changmao, so he could only stay in Huoshanchi in the north of the Yangtze River.

Raising food and salary to recruit young people to organize team training, a total of four to five hundred people were recruited. Li

Zhaoshou had more than 3,000 Nian bandits under his command. They were arrogant in burning, killing, and looting. They actually wanted to attack Huocheng, but they met He Guizhen. He Guizhen led four or five hundred soldiers to kill them bravely. They fled all the way to Mabu, where they met He Guizhen.
To be continued...