This small-scale public bus writing activity that took place in the 18th year of the Guangxu period made everyone behind the surging undercurrents in the capital shocked and lost their voices.

It turned out that there were endless roads, and people running around everywhere were quiet. It turned out that the flying emperor party figures and the big and small Qingliu were simply closed down these days.

Everyone held their breath and waited for the thunder to erection. Only those scholars who participated in the book still walked through the streets and alleys in a high spirit, and sat high in restaurants and teahouses. There were always people who kept paying the bill for them silently, and then when they passed by, they looked up the big thumbs up.

The people are not ignorant of this world. They always feel that someone must have ruined the world and bullied them. Everyone says that it was because the emperor did not take power to become like this. That should be the case?

On December 26, 18th year of Guangxu, Emperor Guangxu called for a grand ceremony with a rare call. All the six ministries and nine ministers who were preparing for the New Year were called to collect them. Guangxu angrily threw the clerk of the Censorate to the ground, scolding who wanted to alienate the filial piety between the emperor and the Holy Mother Empress Dowager?

Everyone read a little embarrassed on the face of the Imperial Party figure. Everyone knows that Tan Sitong, who took the lead in writing, is Weng Tonghe's student! God knows how they shot themselves in the foot!

When Guangxu was in the world, Tan Sitong made a false statement about the government and eliminated all fame and fortune. He handed his father over to study and never used it in the future. He participated in the letter to observe the severity of the plot. He returned to his hometown or stopped taking the exam from one to three subjects.

Needless to say, everyone knows who the shadow behind the emperor is. Anyway, everyone understands one thing. The Imperial Party slapped himself this time, and it was very loud!

It turns out that no one has mentioned the target of the attack of the Imperial Party, the important minister Li Hongzhang, who was transferred to Liangjiang in Beiyang.

As for the Imperial Guards' Training Minister, this cake that was originally hot and hot is now afraid of being away from it. However, the court issued a reply from the world's governor and governor, and even went to foreign newspapers. The decent attitude of the local talks in the capital had to be ignored.

On that day, Guangxu issued an order and presented it to Cixi personally. For the sake of caution, it was the fundamental plan for the state dynasty. The military training department of the Imperial Guards was set up before the Zhili Governor's Office. The military training minister was temporarily short of the military training minister, and the only one who could not have a background could be used to hold the tank. Everyone could accept it was Xu Yifan, a new special order, was temporarily appointed as the assistant committee member of the military training department. The grain station of the military training department was also in charge of the military training department.

Everyone knows that this is just a decent statement. The training center is located under the Beiyang Yamen. Can Li Hongzhang still ask him to get up and dig up his own corners? It won’t take many days, and the lights will probably go off.

Speaking of this, no one envies Xu Yifan, a newcomer, who has received a special title so quickly, and has such a job.

This dock platform with the tank was sent to Li Hongzhang for rectification. Who can even drool when she saw it?

The storm at the end of the 18th year of the Guangxu period seems to have settled. No one can understand who has gained the benefits in it?

The Qing Dynasty muttered a little in her dreams and continued to fall asleep.

There is only one or two words that occasionally float by between the streets and alleys.

"The emperor has his eyes open, why can't he tell the truth? "

"I see, our bannermen and soldiers can't be trained, and they'll be finished!"

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Firecrackers were crackling at the door of the member escort agency.

The guys were all crowded with joy and looked at the crowd. The newspapers who sent the official newspaper were waiting at the door for the reward. As long as they were friends, they all had a thumbs up. We were friends, and there was a special order master with a mission! We were also brothers who worshipped the boss with our fifth master!

Wang Wu also stood at the second gate, looking at the bustling at the door, and the good news of congratulations to the master for being short of money came straight into the yard. He rubbed his hands and didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Two brothers, one sent home. The future was broken, and the other was happy to be promoted. What is the difference between these differences?

Also, Brother Xu has to deal with the matter of taking a concubine, otherwise Erya would follow him to Beiyang inexplicably. She would lose her reputation as a member of the family for eighty years.

He thought Xu Yifan would come out to pay the rewards in person. But what came out was Zhang Yu, the manager of Xu Yifan, holding a bunch of rewards in his hand.

Wang Wu said in surprise: "Where is Mr. Xu?"

Zhang Yu's expression was still faint, and he nodded inside: "Talk to Mr. Tan."

Wang Wu felt a little nervous, and didn't know what to say, so he forced a smile: "I'll accompany you to give me a gift, at least I'm half the master."

He was about to take a step when he saw Erdezi helping his father out of the yard tremblingly. Wang Wu stopped again. No one could see that the old man was dressed so well, and he put on all the clothes for worshiping his ancestors under the box. The big red hat was wearing it upright. When he saw Wang Wu, he said hello: "Fifth Master, you are just right!"

Wang Wu hurriedly went up to meet him, and Zhang Yu smiled and went out to give him a gift.

"Second Brother, why are you here? It's not a joke to have a wind!"

The old man coughed: "It's not for Erya's business... Oh, I heard that Lord Xu gave Erya an official name, called Luo Shi or something?"

Wang Wu supported him, then looked at Erdezi's angry look and asked carefully: "What do you mean?"

"No matter whether Erya is Mrs. Xian or Aunt Xian, there must be an explanation! We are also innocent families. We just want to find the fifth master to take us to worship..."

Wang Wu thought to himself that there is one more person in his room! My brother is not from Qingqing and white.

At this time, I can only pat my chest: "It's me! It's me!"

The bustle outside did not affect the tranquility of Xu Yifan's room at all.

He sat opposite Tan Sitong, with no one around him. Luo Shi and Du Juan retreated into the wing room early and hid.

To be honest, they have never seen Xu Yifan look so serious.

"Brother Tan, what did you see?"

Xu Yifan held the teacup and looked at Tan Sitong with a smile.

After experiencing such a big thing, Tan Sitong seemed much quieter. However, his spine was still not slightly bent. He was still energetic while looking around.

"It is not a blessing for the empress dowager to be in power! There will always be people with discerning eyes that will see the crux of this country... Mr. Tan just takes the lead!"

Xu Yifan shook his head slightly. He never regarded an old woman as an opponent.

When a woman can only use power, balance, and control everything with her innate scheming. Then she really has nothing to be afraid of. What Cixi wants is to maintain the status quo and protect her wealth and honor forever.

What is really an enemy is just this rigid state machine, the conflict between Manchus and Han tangled. The Qing court was already a giant who was strong outside and worked on the inside, and the time was right. It was not that it could not be pushed down. It was just that this dynasty could follow the trend and survive smoothly, so that the nation could less damage its vitality?

This is where the great festival is, and it must be fought for.

Even if we want to usurpate, we must usurpate the openness and the hope of the public.

At least that's the case...

Tan Sitong did not understand that not only Cixi was the representative of the ruling class who was destined to be abandoned, but also the saint Guangxu he thought!

Let this young master who is ambitious and innovative to explore these principles slowly.

He pondered and held the cup. But Tan Sitong stood up and saluted him: "Brother Xu, the student knows that you are a person who is determined to survive and die. Now Brother Xu is in the temple. I hope Brother Xu will do his best. As for Mr. Tan, he can only be in the world and promote him for Brother Xu!"

This Tan Sitong is indeed unwilling to give up... Character determines destiny, and there is no way.

He bowed lightly: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." It's not yet the point of gathering the world's clear discussions, so I should take a little more leisurely... my reputation must match my strength. I'm going here to be business strength.

It's better not to attract the wind if the tree is big...

Seeing Xu Yifan's irresistible appearance, Tan Sitong just smiled faintly and bowed: "After we were together for ten months, Mr. Tan has benefited a lot from Mr. Tan. This time, his reputation has been so popular all over the world, and it is nothing more than the teacher's gift..."

His face shone brightly, and finally he simply smiled at the sky: "I exclaim all my heart and my fame is touched by the capital. I go out of the capital with my sword. How can I gain fame and fortune? How happy! How happy!"

After saying that, he bowed to Xu Yifan to the ground, got up and went out in a floating manner.
Chapter completed!