Chapter 13: The Oppression of the Qing Dynasty imperialism

In the Office of the Assistant Minister, who had already begun to take shape but was far from complete, a group of children of bannermen wearing casual clothes and shiny braids were sitting on the stool, looking around curiously.

These are all genuine royal children, either yellow belts or red belts. Many people also have the title of Beizi Beile. When the Qing Dynasty was about to decline, in terms of treatment, except for some prince Beile who had red envoys, other royal families were living in a very miserable life. For example, the Jueluo family, who had the title of Zhenguo General and the General of the State, also had many people who were grooms and gatekeepers. Beizi Beile, many Lumi, got it, and then they went to be a dilapidated house and relied on the status of a nobleman to force others to live. In terms of this, it was also pitiful. This time, the Lafayette and the Emperor were kind to them and found a job for them in Korea. I don’t know how many people were used as beddings to get such a status as a member of the escort!

But when it comes to appearance, none of them looks shabby. The bannerman is extremely important!

Every master sitting in front of Xu Yifan was dressed in bright clothes, with dripping dripping gadgets tied on the straps, usually four old ones. Betel nut purse, snuff bottle, Hanyu leader, and a gold-inlaid glasses box. The weather was getting hotter, and many people had flat gold fans in their hands, shaking them all in a swaying manner. Everyone had people serving behind them, wearing long blue cloth clothes, and standing behind them. The old man on the stool came and greeted him, and he hurriedly put on snuff and handed the paper. More than fifty men of the bannermen brought over a hundred and dozens of serving people!

With two officers, Xu Yifan, who had changed into imperial envoy costumes today, looked at their manners silently with his hands behind his back, and felt happy. Although they were carrying so many servants, many servants here still had bellybands.

The so-called "being tummy" means that these bannermen have the status to work on this job, but they have no money in their hands. They go to lose money and others borrow money to get the money back. They simply act as family members and follow the old men. They are the masters and servants who make money secretly, and everyone spreads the money equally according to the stocks. It's fair.

If you can’t get any trouble in his place, many masters will be beaten by their servants!

Seeing the bannermen and the old men refused to speak first, Xu Yifan coughed and bowed and smiled, "Thank you all for your hard work, brothers say you are tired..."

Tang Shaoyi stood behind him with a serious face and was amused. This Lord Xu, with such a polite face, is hurting people again!

Seeing the imperial envoy being so polite, the bannermen and men could not help but admire their faces, and they all raised their butts and owed their bodies: "You are polite! We can't talk about hard work, so please ask the adults to assign the mission as soon as possible. The matter of the Imperial Guard is the matter of our bannermen. If we are sent to the office earlier, we will also give a little effort sooner..."

Xu Yifan drove away dozens of Qing army officers in Pyongyang. He was so kind to the Dafa Banner! Even Ronglu could only pinch his nose and say good things for Xu Yifan, regardless of Yuan Shikai's side, and was so angry that he was half-hearted.

"...The officer is still loyal and cautious, and does not avoid complaints and idleness. He does not hesitate to punish the Huai Group and installs flag officers for my Imperial Guard. If he is very careful in his actions, he hopes that the court will understand and excuse him..." Mr. Rong dares to say a little nonsense. These bannermen can talk to Prince Hong even if they are chaotic, so his position in Ronglu cannot be protected first!

The bannermen and accompanying the bannermen discussed that although the officers were a little harder, they might not have been born. If there were soldiers, they would have paid, and if there were wages, they would be deducted by my great master. First, they would have some income, and then move slowly. Can living people still suffocate to death? It took only half a month to come all the way. Although it was seven or eight days later than the sparse Qing army coming to Pyongyang, for these old men, it was already a rare loyalty and diligence.

Xu Yifan smiled: "It's easy to say for the mission. Is this a matter of mission? Can you please endure hardships here? Originally, I wanted to arrange for you to go down and lead the troops, and the bannermen and the imperial guards, which is natural! But..."

But these royal families who have a clear career will no longer do it.

"What's the case? The surname Xu, what do you mean?"

"Do you dare not let us lead the Imperial Guard? You are rebelling against you! Our bannermen want you to be a Han Chinese?"

"I'm not good at liaring me to come here, I'll tear down your bird stall!"

Xu Yifan waved his hands repeatedly, and was so polite.

"How could you not let everyone lead troops? You are all full-time officials, all the officials and officials of the battalion team, and the official certificates have been filled in. How can you treat you so slowly?"

One sentence calmed the royal families and listened quietly to him.

"... But everyone knows that the court's salary has not been paid yet. The Pyongyang Korean government office has many constraints on us. Look, our Pyongyang Prefecture has not yet entered yet! You are all treasures of the royal family of the dynasty. How can I bear to let you suffer this? I am tired, how can I practice this imperial guard? Now I want to invite you to bring your guards to Pyongyang and the local government agencies of North Korea. We should accept it! Even if we don't accept it, they should supply us! Brothers are Han people, so it's hard to say this. You are a royal family. I will guard you and the imperial envoy ministers will be justified. Let's go and urge the army to supply! With the salary and food, let's practice troops well! What do you think?"

His eyes rolled and he changed his expression: "If everyone thinks that they want to go to the camp to lead troops and live a hard life for the time being, brothers won't stop them. There is no salary or food, so everyone will endure it. After entering the camp, he will say a little nonsense......Will Mr. Xu not be able to kill anyone? In the foreign devils' realm, I killed thousands of Indonesian natives in one breath, and the foreign devils were right next to me, touching me a hair without a hair? Hum?"

The last sound of "Yeah", was cold and fierce. He was so scared that the royal families in front of him all shrank, as if he only realized at this time that the guy in front of him was the famous 25th person in the Qing Dynasty...... The top was stained with blood. Look at the wolf-like Goshiha behind him......

In this way, I just go to Pyongyang Prefecture, and even the various places on Pyeongan Road. I take the imperial envoy's guards and guards to act as a hero? I squeeze the local North Korean officials and extract the supply... It seems to sound good...

But these royal families were all oil-soaked sluts. They were all confused and confused and didn't speak, worried about this responsibility. However, most of them gave up the idea of ​​actually leading troops from the camp.

Xu Yifan's fierce face relaxed, and he changed his smile. He said slowly: "When you have the supply, we can train troops. The emperor and the old Buddha are both happy. Besides, we are temporarily lending. Once the court's salary comes, we will pay back! Everyone is just a man who is urging temporary loans... Of course, brothers also know that this man is difficult to deal with. There is no reason to waste everyone's hard work. Brothers are saying here, no matter how much salary or how much food is urged to be sent, as long as it is handed over to the Lord Tang behind the brother, he will take 20% as your office expenses! The assistant minister's office will send you a receipt and the responsibility is all in the assistant minister's office!"

A 200% profit can make most people take risks, let alone this unsubstantiated business?

Under the temptation, the field was quiet for a while. Suddenly, countless roars sounded: "Sir, my subordinates are willing to serve for me! Please send an envoy, where will my subordinates sit and urge me to... No, I will take the place to borrow food and pay?"

Looking at the crowd of passionate scenes, Xu Yifan smiled.

Next, the dispatch of missions was assigned. The two prefectures and nine counties of Ping'an Road were all assigned to pay ambassadors and deputy envoys. These bannermen also had the title of official positions in various bids, battalions and teams of the Imperial Guards, all of which were officially licensed to Zhu. At that time, they would send a point to Lord Ronglu for filing.

While busy distributing the mission with these new subordinates and comforting and inspiring him, Tang Shaoyi caught Kong'er and asked: "Sir, where are these guards from?"

Xu Yifan turned around and whispered: "Let's go to Chu Wanli. After a few days of training in the Qing army, the battalion soldiers, the old and weak have been picked out. The little ones are there, and they are all divided! Take foreign guns and ask the North Koreans for trouble!"

Tang Shaoyi smiled dullly, held back and saluted respectfully: "Sir, you are such a... a genius."

Xu Yifan smiled coldly: "I know."

Not all bannermen are willing to be comfortable and serve as ambassadors to make money and get enough money.

Xu Yifan sat behind the desk, twisting his eyebrows, looking at a stubborn young bannerman, sitting on the stool, trying his best to stand up and stare at him.

This young man is really not an outsider. The Fourth Master Pu Yangpu whom Xu Yifan and him had a relationship with him.

Xu Yifan remembered that he had made a vow that he would have to repay the humiliation of this whip in the future. Among the bannermen who came this time, he also noticed the boy. He smiled coldly at that time, but he held back.

It’s not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!

The noisy people around were sending official photos to the bannermen who were rushing to the top, and the soldiers were dispatched, and there were laughter and cheering everywhere. Xu Yifan turned around and did not look at them, and was about to quietly avoid the scene. But he heard Pu Yang's voice: "Sir, you are willing to join the camp and lead the troops!"

Xu Yifan's body shook and slowly turned around. The flag people not far away also calmed down and looked at Pu Yang blankly.

Pu Yang frowned and looked at Xu Yifan's eyes without caring.

The discussions of the bannermen around him gradually rose: "Pu Lao Si, you are stupid!" "Second Master, this is not a joke!" "Second Master, what are you doing? Fight against the adult's arrangement?"

Pu Yang smiled: "I am willing to endure hardships, I am willing to lead troops, can you control it?"

The flag-men around him sneered, and they all felt that Pu Laosi was phlegm. Xu Yifan took a breath. Did Pu Yang forget their grudges or have an addiction to think of him asking for trouble?

Have you fulfilled him?

Or, behind him, is there any arrangement of a bannerman with knowledgeable people who really want to restrain his hands and feet? Is it Ronglu or who?

He turned around and saw that there was only one lonely person here, and all the other bannermen were surrounding Tang Shaoyi and making noise.

Even if there are any knowledgeable people in the bannermen, they are unable to make up for the situation when they are decayed as a whole!

He took a breath and waved to Pu Yang: "Come with me." There was a little smile on his face. Two Goshhas followed him: "Sir..."

Xu Yifan smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll talk to Lord Pu." After that, he left with his hands behind his back. Pu lifted his braid and followed him indifferently.

It took a long time to hear the neat footsteps of the former Qing soldiers who were in the training class. The Goshhas followed from afar, watching them take Pu Yang and stand still.

"Do you know who I am?" Xu Yifan suddenly asked without looking back.

"I know, it's just the guy who was whipped by the old man... No, sir!" Pu Yang still didn't care.

Xu Yifan suddenly turned around and stared at him fiercely: "Do you know? I went to the camp to train soldiers, and the military orders were like mountains. I have ten thousand ways to kill you. Your yellow belt cannot be saved! Who made you have such an idea and insisted on training soldiers?"

Pu Yang was stunned, his body shrank slightly, and he smiled again: "A man died and birds were facing the sky, and he would never die for thousands of years. My subordinates like to lead troops, and I will do whatever I like. I just want me to be a rabbit, and my subordinates will serve me. Do you have any questions?"

Xu Yifan looked up at the green mountains and clear waters in the distance, and was not excited and angry at Pu Yang's words. He said gently and coldly: "Kneel down."

Pu Yang was stunned, his face turned pale. Finally, he gritted his teeth and knelt down with a plop.

Xu Yifan raised his feet and kicked his official boots heavily in the face. Pu leaned his body and blood flowed from his nose.

"Sir, are you worth it? Can you lead the troops?" In the blink of an eye, Pu Yang knelt straight again, and he didn't even apply bleeding from his nose.

This kid, the gangster is really excited to be a good person.

"I'm not very arrogant. When training troops, you kid should not be blamed on me. A real man can't even be happy with his enemies. What kind of soldiers should he bring? You kid, tighten your skin on me!"

After Xu Yifan finished his instructions with his hands behind his back, he turned his head and left, leaving only Pu kneeling there. Xu Yifan's face was cold, but he was thinking in his heart.

"Which god is behind this kid?"

For the officials in northern North Korea, the new imperial envoy assistant minister, as well as the imperial guards he trained and their brief peaceful situation were finally broken in anxiety.

One by one, the deputy envoys of the ambassadors, assistant committee members, committee members... and so on, the Grand Officials with various titles, each team brought dozens of guards with foreign guns and eyes standing with their eyebrows. They swaggered to the government offices everywhere, looked at the roof with their noses facing the sky, and casually bowed their hands and left a list.

There is nothing else, just food and salary. Everyone has a big appetite. In a county, there is absolutely no way to get rid of the people of hundreds of people without tens of thousands of taels of silver or tens of thousands of stones of food.

North Korean officials argued with reason. Although North Korea is a vassal state, it does not have the obligation to provide the Imperial Guards! The North Korean central government has never given them such instructions!

But I didn't expect that these great masters all had firecrackers, just a little bit.

Some pointed to the red and yellow belts on their waists: "Do you know who you are? Beile Beizi of the Qing Dynasty! He respects you when he talks to you, and dares to push you like this with me. Do you want to be fragile? Come on, let's hang up!"

Some people talked well: "We are borrowing, who has no three disasters and six difficulties? We are temporarily poor here. The Qing Dynasty vassal state of Korea has been more than 200 years old. If you borrow something, you will be defeated to death? Let's write an IOU, but you won't repay it! If we don't repay it, you can still talk to the court! I am a bannerman, can you still wrong you? If you want to think about it, think carefully, come and protect the adults. It will prevent the army from being frightened. Also, protect the adults' families! Master, I'll go and see the adults' families first..."

Some people are particularly straightforward and are definitely the operators among the bannermen. After a list of loan notes was put down, they saw that the North Korean officials looked embarrassed. Without saying a word of nonsense, their subordinates fired shots in the sky, scaring away most of the officials from the North Korean government. Then they sent troops to seal the warehouses, seal the yamen, and accept various power agencies. The North Korean officials had half of nonsense, and they first pinched the prison and went to jail before saying it. At the same time, they also made harsh words.

"You are here, are you fighting? Now I am bringing troops and bullying you for business, not a hero. When I hand over the mission back to the capital, I will wait for you to come to my door! I live in Xianwang Hutong, Prince Lao Cheng's mansion! When the time comes, I will give you one hand!"

The Qing bannermen and soldiers swept across the Korean local governments on both sides of the Datong River like locusts. From the envoys of the Supervisors and the county officials, none of them did not protect them. Some of them swallowed their anger and cooperated with these old men to collect grain and pay, some of them flew to the North Korean center to complain, and some were quite strong. Under the oppression of the Qing imperialism, they showed their high national integrity... But in the final analysis, within a few days, a truckload of food and military pay was sent to the Imperial Guards' Office outside Pyongyang under the command of local Koreans.

Some of the subordinates even advised the bannermen: "Why don't we stay all of these? Why give them to the one named Xu? Only 20% of them, and send them to the beggar?"

The bannermen often turn around and slap them: "You know what a fool! This is a vassal state. If something happens, we can carry it without his receipt? It's a good place to enjoy the cool under the big tree! Amitabha, I hope this master can hold on for a while and we can also make more money. The deficit in Beijing is all counting on this time!"

In the 19th year of the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty, on both sides of the Datong River, under Xu Yifan's deliberate arrangement, the Korean people fell into the cruel exploitation and plunder of the Qing imperialism. Although they only encountered floods and droughts last year, the Korean people were still forced to provide a large amount of food and food in the short term, and a large number of civilians participated in the Westernization construction of the Xu Yifan system in Pyongyang. The effect was immediate. The huge consumption of material supplies from land and water routes began to decrease the scale. Due to the addition of local civilians in North Korea, the speed of various construction was greatly accelerated. New water transport terminals appeared in large patches by the Datong River.

Sometimes, the rise of a nation is often based on the suffering of many nations.

Of course Xu Yifan knew, but I’m sorry, he knew which ethnic group he belonged to.

June 10, 19th year of Guangxu.

"Sir, here you come!"

Chu Wanli rushed into Xu Yifan's tent and shouted loudly. Xu Yifan was criticizing business and was bare-handed. It was just a hot day, and he had just finished his morning exercises. He was so hot and tired that he couldn't care about his image.

Even the newly released Captain Goshha, the four Beizis of the Qing Dynasty, and the guard Pu Yang, the head of the capital, were so tired that he looked like a dead dog. He had to straighten his body to serve him.

"What's here?" Xu Yifan asked without raising his head.

"Yun Zong, the recruits recruited by Yun Zong are here!"

Xu Yifan stood up and rushed out of the stuffy tent with big strides. Pu Yang followed behind and followed closely with his official uniform: "Sir, sir, put on clothes!"

Xu Yifan and his guards rushed to the riverside, and looked up while wearing clothes.

The civilians in the brigade were already rushing to the dock by the river. The officers in straight uniforms had no dignity as officers and jumped high towards the river. The Korean civilians gathered in the distance and looked in the same direction timidly.

There were crowds of people everywhere, and there were cheering sounds everywhere.

The passing ships on the river were hung with white sails, as if they appeared from the horizon. The sails, reflected in the green river water, were a beautiful picture.

Above the bow of the boat, there were surging heads. These simple young people with braids looked at this strange place ignorantly, and they all looked healthy and nutritious.

At the bow of the first ship, there was a small figure. After careful identification, it could be seen that it was Li Yunzong. He stood straight with his legs like a javelin. From a distance, he seemed to see the eager eyes that Xu Yifan cast.

Li Yunzong just stood up with his legs slightly and gave a military salute with a flat chest.

Chu Wanli was already excited: "It's Yun Zong, it's Yun Zong!"

Xu Yifan grabbed his shoulder, so excited that he couldn't speak.
Chapter completed!