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At the end of Shen, a mule cart with flag recognition from the escort agency came to the entrance of Dongtangzi Hutong. There was a high wooden fence at the entrance of the alley, which was already dark. There was a foreign oil lantern on the fence, which shone yellow. The mule cart hesitated before stopping at the entrance of the alley. There was a shouting sound from the shadows.

"Stop! The Zongli Yamen is in a major area, who has no eyes dares to break into the trap?"

The mule cart stopped, and the one who drove the cart was the stubborn young man from the Association Escort Agency. He smiled and turned around and shouted at the mule cart, "Master Xu, you're here! Jun Ye won't let us in!"

Several infantry soldiers wearing zither clothes were empty-handed and walked out of the darkness. While stomping their feet hard, they looked at the old mule cart. The friend-committed guy smiled at them and said, "Master, we are guests invited by Mr. He who lives in the alley. Don't worry, we are good people from Sijiuchenger!"

The soldiers looked at him suspiciously, and cursed with a rough voice like a little officer: "Look at how cowardly you are, can you afford to ask for it? Friends... you are so terrible, why are you here?"

While he was scolding, a tall red-painted carriage passed by, and it was more than one head higher than the broken mule carriage. There was a middle-aged man who looked like a butler on the shaft of the carriage. The soldiers quickly shouted at the young man to make friends: "Give me, give me!"

The broken mule cart moved away from the side, and the carriage passed by. The butler on the shaft of the carriage sprinkled a handful of things: "There is a reward!"

The little officer with a smoke-like face smiled charmingly: "Mr. Thank you for your reward!" The soldiers below coaxed him and went to pick up the ten-pin zithers everywhere. The little officer also scolded: "Pick it carefully! With Master Qingqi's hands, brothers can make more trouble today!"

Before he finished speaking, Xu Yifan had already lowered his head and came out of the mule cart. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the arrogant and cowardly guards of the Qing imperial capital, which were like beggars. He looked at the tall carriage that was leaving, patted the shoulder of the young man who had been smiling, and handed him the invitation in his arms.

The young man smiled and said, "I'm sure, Mr. Xu!" He jumped off the handlebars with his legs and held the red invitation in both hands: "Master, you have seen the real invitation post!"

The little officer snatched it over and over again. However, Xu Yifan was looking at the first modern diplomatic institution of the Central Empire located in the alley.

Prime Minister’s affairs offices in various countries!

A not-so-large door face is located in the dark shadow. Perhaps because of the night, it seems particularly dilapidated. Xu Yifan shook his head slightly. This Hefangbo's house is actually in this alley. Which god is it?

Before he could figure it out, the little officer was already letting go with a question mark. Today they received instructions, and all visitors from Hezhai would be allowed to go... Just such a wealthy person, how could he hire a guy who was in the escort agency to do his best?

He carefully sent the broken mule cart into the fence. He turned around and whispered: "The ground in the capital is evil, and his strength has become a master of people..."

At the entrance of a large mansion in the middle of the alley, there were indeed bright lights. The mule cart turned a small turn. I saw a lot of cars and horses at the door, and there was a faint sound of music coming.

But how well this music sounds familiar... Haydn's quartet string music in F major!

When the mule cart walked in a little more, I saw a dozen musicians in long robes and jackets shaking their heads and playing Western instruments. Violins, violas, and cello accompaniment with strings.

A Chinese butler wearing a foreign dress, dragging a braid. He stood at the door to greet the guests with a strange look. The people who got off the bus were all glorious figures. They even held hands with the butler. They were all Western etiquette.

The young man named Sihu, bared his teeth and cheered while rushing the car: "Master Xu, look, live diorama..."

His voice was loud, and he immediately alarmed the welcome person. Looking at this place, the butler saw that he was a broken mule cart and was winding towards the place. His face suddenly changed.

Xu Yifan patted Sihu's shoulder and stopped him, jumped out of the car on his own, and greeted him: "Silly boy, wait steadily here to look at your diorama!"

Sihu agreed, and Xu Yifan brushed the fake braid nailed to the hat, swaying towards the entrance with his hands behind his back.

Everyone standing at the door looked at Xu Yifan, who was riding in a mule cart, except for the servant coachman.

In addition, he specially picked a moon-white robe today, which was stretched out and even wore a vest. He walked with his hands behind his back. In this rich and beautiful scene, he was really a bit unique and elegant, with the handsome demeanor of a man from the ten thousand houses.

The guests at the door couldn't help but wonder: "Who is this kid?"

The manager who was used to seeing big scenes did not dare to neglect, and even took a few steps forward. He bowed: "This gentleman..."

Xu Yifan smiled and handed over the post: "Xiao's surname is Xu, come to Yang Guan for invitation."

The housekeeper smiled and took the post and signaled to the person behind him.

Xu Yifan stood there with a smile to greet other people's gaze. He finally figured out what kind of person this He Fangbo was!

He looks relaxed on the outside and is tense on the inside. This is the night banquet. In addition to the inviting Yang Shixiang, a confidant of Li Hongzhang, who is unsure of his mind, he may have another level of experience to pass!

But a moment later, a little jogging sound came from the door, and it slowed down when it arrived at the door. Then a middle-aged man with a very graceful demeanor came out. He was wearing official clothes for the banquet and had a bright red hat on his big hat. As soon as he arrived at the door, guests kept greeting him.

"Brother Lianfang! You will be a guest in He Mansion today, and you will be promoted to Zongli Yamen in the near future!"

"I was the same age. I heard that you became a Red Taoist. You don't start writing calligraphy and painting easily. There is another talented man in our country!"

"It's okay for Feng Liu to be a talented man. I heard that Brother Lianfang is going to be promoted to Zhili Censor recently? That is really worthy of gratitude!"

The person who came out should be Mo Mingqiu posted a post to Xu Yifan and invited him here. He was born in Hanlin, now the Minister of Beiyang, the Governor of Zhili, and the Chief Think Tank of Li Hongzhang, the First Minister of the Qing Dynasty.

Yang Shixiang and Yang Lian’s room are here!

While nodding to respond to other people's greetings, he glanced around. He was paired with Xu Yifan standing there with his pose. Xu Yifan smiled reservedly, and Yang Shixiang was already coming to greet him quickly.

"Are you Mr. Xu Yifan, who is a white-clothed prince, and who writes a strange book, Ouyouxin Movie Record?"

Xu Yifan learned enough talented style and tried hard to make his eyes look three points of elegance, three points of reserve, three points of elegance, and one point of easy-going and modesty...

He bowed and said, "The bad name is not enough to be a filthy ear, it's the only one below."

Yang Shixiang smiled and took Xu Yifan's hand intimately: "Not only brothers, but also the owner, General Hurd, also heard about Mr. Xu's name. Today I would like to take the liberty, and I would like to forgive me!"

The master here is indeed the Northern Irelander of the British Empire who has held the Qing Dynasty's customs power for 45 years and has also mastered part of the management of salt taxes in the Qing Dynasty. Half of the Foreign Minister and the Qing Dynasty's new-style land and naval affairs could be used!

This foreign devil who was almost regarded as the Supreme Advisor by the Qing government, was appointed as the Minister of the People's Republic of China, and was the General Office of Customs and Taxation of the Qing Dynasty.

He felt like a mirror in his heart. His little reputation was not something that this powerful person could admire. I was afraid that it was because of the sudden invitation that he was suddenly involved in the surging trend in the imperial capital of Beijing!

Hurd's house is in the shape of H, with dense shade of green grass everywhere, like a Western lawn yard. When you step into the hall, you have a completely Chinese-style magnificent decoration. The scrolls of emperors who wrote the emperors in the imperial hand were added with yellow seals, and they were hung everywhere. The band composed entirely of Chinese people has moved their positions to the house. Under the command of a curly-haired Latin man, they began to accompany them again.

There were already a lot of seats and tables. Foreigners and Qing dynasties were scattered. The table was full of exquisite dishes, but in front of the foreigners were knives and forks. The servants in white short jackets were shuttled back and forks. Some people were careful to hold the champagne and Italian sparkling wine in the ice bucket. When someone saw that the cup was empty, they would go over and fill it with it.

There were three seats on the main table, and it was obvious that Hurd was not among them. The foreigners were talking and laughing in a low voice, smoking the cigars that the owner had unlimited. The Qing Dynasty powerful people were holding silver hookahs and whispering in low voices. The personal servants who were carrying themselves were blowing with paper in their hands, waiting for them to greet them at any time.

Yang Shixiang called Xu Yifan to sit down at one of the tables, nodded slightly, and walked into the inner hall with a smile.

This celebrity under Li Hongzhang seems to have a good relationship with Heard, the foreign magistrate.

No one who took the seat cared about Xu Yifan, an unknown guy. Only one servant came over and asked diligently: "Sir, is this water hookah?"

Xu Yifan glanced at him, stretched out his right hand, and separated his index and middle finger with domineering separation: "Cigar!"

The servant was so angry that he quickly handed over a cigar. Xu Yifan asked for a fire and a cigar cut from his hand, skillfully roasting one head first, and then cut off the other head with a snap. He ignited the cigar and put it in his mouth...

Enjoy it!

His style made many people look at each other. Just on his seat, he heard a few chuckles.

That's right... What you see is a crazy person who is involved in the habits of foreigners. In the eyes of some people, it's also good to be greedy and lustful.

It seems to be completely without any threat to your current Huangqing Kingdom and Taoist hearts.

In fact, there is no threat now...

The band's sonata became cheerful and excited. The Chinese housekeeper stood at the exit of the inner hall and shouted: "The General Office of Customs and Taxation of the Qing Dynasty, the First-class Baoxing, the governor and the title of Shangshu, Lord Hedehe arrived!"

With a sound, both foreigners and powerful people stood up.

The footsteps were filled with sounds, first Yang Shixiang, who was full of spring breeze, was the leader. Then there was an old foreigner with a tall and thin figure, wearing a big dress and a serious expression. His dress was covered with a large ribbon, and a precious star medal with diamond rings hung on his chest. He shone brightly among the bright lights in the room.

This old foreigner looked arrogant and cold, and his steps were steady. Needless to introduce, he was the one who had been the advisor of the Qing Dynasty for decades behind the scenes!

Next to him was a middle-aged foreigner, who was so sophisticated and fucked in an evening dress, baring a typical British fangs, and following Hurd.

As the music sounded, the three of them walked to the main table, and Hurd nodded coldly. The crowd nodded in return and sat down with a buzz.

Xu Yifan followed the crowd and was irresistible. He just looked at today's master curiously. Hurd's eyes slowly swept over and touched him. It was so cold that it seemed to pierce into the bones.

Everyone sat down and looked at the three people standing there with their faces raised.

Yang Shixiang picked up a glass of champagne: "Everyone, everyone, everyone!"

A deliberate cut in the world made the Qing people laugh. This former Hanlin was flawed in his previous reputation as a handsome man, and it seemed that he was indeed well-known.

"Everyone understands this high meeting today. Congratulations to Mr. He, my wife's wife, and the general copywriter of the General Taxation Department of Customs Pei Shikai, Pei Daotai, was promoted to the Deputy Director of the Customs Taxation Department of the Qing Dynasty! Mr. He worked diligently to manage my Qing Dynasty Customs, which is really a brutal situation. He earned more than 30 million yuan a year for my Qing Dynasty. In addition, he worked with Li Zhongtang to build the Beiyang Navy, and made friends with all countries and return the treaty. Mr. He has great achievements! Today, Mr. He has successors. Can he celebrate the Qing Dynasty? Can he celebrate the Qing Dynasty?"

No matter the foreign land below, it was all thunderous. It was so laughing so hard that Xu Yifan was as disgusting as swallowing a fly. In the country of rising, it was the right thing to introduce talents. However, this made people control their lifelines and rely on others for Guan Yu and Yang Yu every year, and let others touch on big and small matters, and are grateful.

My glorious Qing Dynasty is considered unique.

The middle-aged foreigner beside Hurd nodded with a humble smile. Everyone followed Yang Shixiang's gesture and picked up the wine glass. While the guests and hosts were in harmony, the whole room heard a cold snorkeling. It came from the seat.

Everyone looked at each other and saw Xu Yifan standing there without holding a wine glass. Under the light, he could barely be called Feng Shen Yu.

There were a few people in the table who also heard his name when they were at the door. Everyone wanted to do it now.

"Madman!"
Chapter completed!