Chapter 27 The coming collision

Tianjin Beiyang Yamen.

One day, when Li Hongzhang saw the guests for a day, he was filled with energy and looked at the official business about the Jiaoao teaching plan in the signing room. He felt a burst of flowers in front of him. Several layers of leather were cushioned under his body, and his waist was sore. The earth dragon was burning with heat, but the chill was still rushing on his body.

He is really old... He is looking for a title of marquis three thousand miles away. Now it seems that any ambition is a joke when he reaches this age.

I am really busy enough and annoyed by the dilapidated house. But the situation in Beiyang and the hard work of my life have to be supported...

Just as he was pressing his presbyopia's eyes in a daze, he heard a burst of rapid footsteps outside the signing room. Before Li Hongzhang could ask who it was, he saw Geshiha lifting the curtain at the door, and Yang Shixiang and Zhang Peilun both stepped in. He walked anxiously, and the two almost collided at the door.

"Zhongtang, Zhongtang, look, it's the tricks that 255 are making! "

Listening to Yang Shixiang's voice, Li Hongzhang raised his eyebrows and instead of anger, he laughed: "Take it! This master is more exciting than me just watching those business affairs!"

Yang Shixiang just sighed and handed over a stack of newspapers in his hand: "I'm making trouble in Japan and going to Nanyang. It's an agitation for overseas Chinese again. The Dutch Governor of Java Province, the Dutch Consulate in Beijing, had a telegram to negotiate with the Zongli Yamen. The Sishui Consulate was released by the Minister of Nanyang. Liu Kun sent a telegram and asked us what was going on? Why did Beiyang interfere in Nanyang? And the Zhiyuan military ship said that the machine was broken and he kept staying in Sishui... The royal ministers of the Zongli Yamen were probably frowning and sighing, and scolding the 25 behind their backs..."

Li Hongzhang was instead flirted with a flirting look. The notes on the paper were sloppy, and he probably turned the code over and sent them to him. He looked at it and smiled: "How can we care about that guy? He is the dock for the imperial envoy to train troops, and it is not our Beiyang's restraint. Tell Liu Kunyi that he would go to the Zongli Yamen to fight... Tsk tsk, wonderful, really wonderful. He entered Sishui, and the governor turned his sleeves at the banquet. The accompanying officers fought with foreign soldiers, comforted the Chinese schools everywhere, and formed young Chinese community... It seems that we are not alone in our troubles with him. It can stir up storms everywhere, which is called ability! Tell me, who can afford to be his responsibility?"

Listening to Li Hongzhang's words, Zhang Peilun just smiled but didn't speak. Yang Shixiang was anxious: "Zhongtang, this is not called responsibilities, this is called lack of mind! Now everyone is not happy to step on this smelly dog ​​shit, so he lets him be arrogant. If you really want to attack him, wouldn't you die if you pinch it?"

Li Hongzhang smiled and asked Zhang Peilun, "Youqiao, what do you think?"

Zhang Peilun just smiled slightly. After years of hard work, his demeanor was extremely calm. He knocked on his knees and pondered: "If it is the Netherlands alone, I guess the Zongli Yamen doesn't care much. In fact, who is not disgusting these foreigners in his heart? Some people come out to disgust them, and they probably are optimistic, not England, France, or a small country in the Netherlands. We France have fought, but we are still afraid that they will not succeed? But the matter of this colony has always been a forbidden property of European powers. The Zongli Yamen probably scolded Xu Dao without any pain and asked him to return home quickly, and it would be over. We are just two military ships carrying the relationship there, which is not a problem."

Yang Shixiang stomped his feet and said, "You Qiao, why are you saying that too? The warships are from our Beiyang. If something happens, it will be amazing!"

Zhang Peilun smiled faintly: "For a small Dutch country, our imperial commissioner came back in shame and the warships left. If it spread, the world's reputation would be the one who would be scolded? Then there would be no responsibility at all!"

"What is the use of the world's reputation? Who will spread it?"

Zhang Peilun shook his head and smiled: "I have worked for Qingliu. I know the benefits of this reputation... As for whether it can be spread or not. If I were Xu Dao, the prime minister must have his own back-up arrangements. He will be able to support the government overseas and he also knows the benefits and reputation..."

Li Hongzhang just listened to his son-in-law's words with a smile. He did not agree or deny. His attitude was very interesting. Zhang Peilun smiled and said, "I won't talk about him about his affairs. The negotiations caused by the current trend in Southeast Asia are still small matters. We will surrender to the pressure and cannot bow our heads so easily from the Zongli Yamen to the Beiyang. The Dutch are just showing an attitude. What's wrong with having that 25 people here to slander Beiyang? We can also take a closer look at his pattern and what kind of talent is... The central hall is old and has nowhere to be seen. If there is really such a person who can clean up the dilapidated house, what's wrong with it?"

Yang Shixiang was still falling down and before he could speak. Li Hongzhang smiled and said, "Okay, okay, let's not care about him for now. Just wait quietly. What can he do to break the sky? He is just a soldier-free and brave man, with a handsome and clever scholar... He can't make a fuss in Nanyang. I just pulled the warship away, but scolded him to death. Lotus House, let's do it. Now the Zongli Yamen is vaguely slutty, so we're also silly. If we don't hold on to this tank, let him make a fuss. It's a joke, are we still afraid that the Netherlands will come?"

Yang Shixiang stamped his feet and sighed: "I am not afraid of these two hundred and five days. I am really afraid that he will break the sky. At that time, we will not be able to cry! There are suddenly black rats among a bunch of white rats. This is called abnormal affairs, which is a demon. Let's take a look!"

As he said that, Yang Shixiang turned around and went out.

Li Hongzhang and Zhang Peilun looked at each other and smiled.

"Youqiao, what do you think?"

"Zhongtang, you have probably enough framed this broken house. There is a naughty man who comes out, let's see how abnormal this abnormal looks. Anyway, I'm very curious..."

Li Hongzhang smiled tiredly: "I'm tired, so tired, Youqiao. Looking at him without any restraint, I really... envious."

Under the same sky, in front of a Shikumen house on Erfes Road, French Concession in Shanghai, the postman in the telegraph office wearing a green number clothing also sounded the hand bell of the Shikumen house.

This Shikumen house is hung with a signboard from the Qing Dynasty. The handwriting is still fresh and the red paint has not dried. I am afraid that it has been hung on a new guise that has not been long.

The door opened, and the postman asked Shanghai Tubai: "Mr. Tan from the Nong family is a telegram, pay the money to receive the report." The coworkers who responded to the door hurriedly went upstairs and asked the owner to go downstairs. After a while, Tan Sitong walked down with a refreshed look.

He looked very good, his scalp was shaved, his waist stretched, and he walked down the road with the Dong family boxing posture. He was still smiling and said, "Who is a bad guest? Calling him in the early morning. It is hard to find a quiet and beautiful dream in this ten-mile foreign market!"

Before Xu Yifan left, he instructed Tang Shaoyi to set up a newspaper in the Shanghai Concession, and specially asked Tang Shaoyi to invite Tan Sitong to be the chief editor of the newspaper!

The famous scholars in Hunan immediately stood high in Shanghai and hung up the sign of the Qing Dynasty. Tan Sitong is now a rising star in the Qing River. He is determined to play a deafening role and is determined to make a splash. Although Tang Shaoyi responds to his request for money and goods, the first newspaper is far from being issued. Tan Sitong has been searching hard for what kind of news can make the Qing Dynasty sound!

When he walked to the door and looked at the postman's thick stack of newspapers in his hand, he couldn't help but be shocked. The current telegram price is very expensive. How much does it cost to come like this stack of telegrams? The person who sent the telegram was really carrying the telegram to pass the article!

The postman took off his hat and greeted him: "Mr. Tan? He sent a total of 87.6 millimeters. He sent an article with a telegram. It was the first time that Ala met him. Da Kuo Lao!" Tan Sitong smiled and turned around and greeted him: "Give the money to the postman!"

As he said that, he took the newspaper and came over, he watched it. He flipped the stack of paper in a row and made a loud noise. His colleagues were counting the postman in a lot of numbers when he heard him slap his thigh: "Okay! OK! OK! Brother Xu indeed sent a good article to Tan. The Qing Dynasty will be open from today! We must let everyone know what kind of wanderers there are overseas and what grievances they suffer!"

The loud noise made the coworkers tremble their hands, and with a clamor, the white eagle spread all over the floor.

With two creaking sounds, the two boxes were pried open. Chu Wanli looked at Xu Yifan with a smile. He was the only one in the room, including Zhang Yu, Du Juan, and the northern man Xu Yifan was interested in and thought it was worthy of reuse.

Everyone looked at each other, Chu Wanli really brought the gun from the Zhiyuan ship! Deng Shichang also carried the relationship like a sea of ​​blood, supporting Xu Yifan's actions to comfort Nanyang!

One box contained the black and stern Mauser Type 88 rifle, and the round-headed bullets were laid out under the box. Li Hongzhang did spare no effort to arm the Beiyang Navy. The new foreign guns that Prussian Germany had just produced were all armed to the hands of the sailors. There was also a box filled with pistols. Six-wheeled pistols were mounted one by one, and there were also a layer of pistol bullets underneath. These dozens of guys and hundreds of bullets were made. Chu Wanli got it like this.

These days, Chu Wanli was riding Xu Yifan's imperial envoy carriage. When he had nothing to do, he went to the wharf to buy fruits and aquatic products, saying that it was for the imperial envoy to enjoy. Who would investigate the chariots and horses used for diplomatic use? Occasionally, foreign soldiers and indigenous policemen came over from afar and took a look. The boy was brave enough to cover his body. He dared to go up and talk, and he had a ignorant relationship with others, and he did not have any guilty feelings.

People are not suspicious of his behavior, and they are still talking about his weather today for a while. In a few days, ten rifles and ten pistols were secretly arrived at the Sishui Consulate. As for Cao Tianen, it would be better if Xu Yifan didn't go to cause trouble for him, and he would still be in charge of Xu Yifan's affairs?

Everyone looked at these guns, and it goes without saying that they were students. When they saw the guys smiling like rotten persimmons, they were facing the foreign soldiers and the native policemen with their faces empty-handed. Although everyone was not afraid, they were always a little silly. The situation was like this again, and no one knew whether there would be trouble. There was a guy in his hands and was always more comfortable to deal with it.

In addition to them, Du Juan reached out and picked up a six-wheeled pistol, and slammed the wheel. Hearing the sound of the machine parts turning. The little girl looked at it with an old hand, and then pinched another bullet, shook and stopped, and had already fixed the wheel. With a moving hand, she had already stuffed six bullets in. He pulled the trigger. He nodded in an old-fashioned way: "The Ke family's rotary cannon in Citigroup, what a guy! The rifle is all new! Master, with this guy, see who can get close to you!"

Xu Yifan was so scared that he was covered in white sweat. Du Juan has been gentle and charming these days, and almost forgot that she was a girl who grew up in the pile of horse thieves! He looked at the bullets and didn't want to touch these things. When it came, he wanted to get a gun, and that was the end of the food.

He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Wanli has come here, this is very good. We are also prepared for any trouble. If you don't use this thing, just don't use it... Now it seems that everything is safe, I always feel something is wrong..."

When he met Li Daxiong, his words made Xu Yifan take great thoughts. He originally wanted to stabilize the situation and take advantage of this trend. He negotiated on both sides, while winning the hearts of the Chinese community, while not causing any trouble. After all, he was alone here. Even if he did not completely win over the aristocratic family this time, he had raised considerable silver wages and attracted many talents from Nanyang. As long as the situation here remains unchanged, he can still continue to work in the future. The Nanyang wages were raised, and the Tongmenghui had been working for decades to earn tens of millions of income. He only came once, and no miracle happened, and he wanted to reach the sky in one step. That would be too unrealistic. With a good start, he would not be afraid of a good future!

But Li Daxiong was beside the road and just quietly said something to Xu Yifan: "Mr. Xu, the Nanyang family, what you want is peace. It is useless to say something to your father... It will be useless if a storm comes to wake them up. They will not support your opinion..."

Xu Yifan's reaction was surprised at that time: "Why did Mr. Li talk about this?"

Li Daxiong just smiled faintly: "Not everyone wants to be grandsons under foreigners. Seeing that his father is just accumulating property, Li is dealing with foreigners and has the opportunity to check Java information. When Chinese people are rich to a certain extent, foreigners will inevitably take charge of slaughtering. The ban on Chinese schools is just a reason. If we Chinese don't come together to fight, we are afraid that we will die in the future and all the accumulated family resources will be handed over to the foreigners and indigenous people..."

Xu Yifan was even more surprised: "Why did Mr. Li talk like this? What you said makes sense, and you can also lobby for the newborn!"

Li Daxiong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's useless. Maybe I am the only one who shuttles through foreigners and Chinese communities in the whole family. I know how deep the foreigners are in our prejudice against us and how heavy our resentment towards foreigners. If the adults hadn't arrived in Sishui and used military ships to make foreigners afraid. And if the flags were raised and standing on our side, no one knew. Foreigners were also afraid of our strength. If the country was stronger, how good would it be for us?"

Xu Yifan calmed down at that time: "Mr. Li, what do you mean?"

Li Daxiong smiled: "Without the arrival of the adults, we may not think so much. But the adults let us see the power of our Chinese community. Together, foreigners and natives are not afraid of us. It is enough to be a good son in the Li family for so many years. It is time to let my father know that there is a son like me... Thank you for everything, so that we can see ourselves and find our roots."

After saying that, he bowed and went away flutteringly. Xu Yifan looked at his back and was a little stupid for a moment. What did he turn the original history of Nanyang into?

At this moment, others were flirting with guns, but he stood there blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

The situation seems to be out of control.

The door creaked, but Li Yunzong pushed the door in. Chu Wanli smiled and said, "Yun Zong, come and pick a guy!"

Li Yunzong just glanced at the guns and walked to Xu Yifan: "Sir, I went around the young people in the Chinese school, and they were all very quiet. He also asked indirectly about Li Daxiong's news. It was said that he and the Li family were incompatible, married a foreign lady, and walked through foreigners, and no one was willing to talk to him. The rest were nothing."

Xu Yifan scratched his head, really worried. He couldn't grasp the direction of the development of the situation. Although everything was calm, it made him feel even more uneasy.

At this moment, he could only force himself to say: "Is there anything wrong on the street?"

Li Yunzong frowned and pondered: "It's very calm, as if nothing has happened... Even the natives who used to be idle are much less. The students are tired these days, but the adults don't comfort them. There are also many fewer, and they basically don't see any familiar faces. Everything is normal..."

Xu Yifan had deep bags in his eyes, which was because he had used too much thoughts these days. In the end, he just shook his head and had done everything he should do. He tried his best to do what he could. The only way to watch the changes is to keep some thoughts and turn all the changes and ideas into something that is beneficial to him!

He clapped his hands suddenly: "Tonight, everyone will have a good night's sleep. I always feel that there will be a big change in the future!"

While Xu Yifan was worried, the newly released backbone of the Nanyang Youth Association were gathering together excitedly.

Because they are all children from Nanyang, even the rituals of the suffrage have a little more charming style.

The statue of Guan Gong in it was in the middle, after a cigarette was storm. Everyone picked up the wine bowl. Li Xing stood in front of him with excitement and blushed. He picked up the wine bowl and said loudly: "Tomorrow is the first action of our Nanyang Youth Association. Please work hard! Let the foreigners and indigenous people see the determination of our Chinese youth! We must sing loudly, protest loudly, and convey all our requests to the Javanese colonial authorities so that they can know. We must not bully again!"

"Dry!"

A group of young people drank the wine in the bowl with great enthusiasm, and then all struggled to smash the bowl.

"From now on we will be brothers!"

The faces were full of excitement and excitement. These young men with bare hands had extremely sufficient confidence in themselves.

In the Governor's Office in East Java.

Governor Chuck sat on the lounge chair, looking at the telegram in his hand with a heavy expression.

The highest colonial authorities in Lanzhou received a telegram from the Dutch Consulate in China. The Zongli Yamen in Beijing was as shirked from the negotiations they received and it was difficult for them to make a decision, and no one was willing to take over the tank.

The Lanyin authorities authorized East Java to carry out necessary actions to cause a just right attack on the Chinese. The annoying imperial commissioner was expelled from Surabaya. After the riot, he could be accused of being the provoker of the riot. If necessary, he could be expelled from the country.

Chuck put down his presbyopia's eyes and waved to the back.

Detten walked over with great strides and stood behind him.

The old man did not look back, but just whispered: "I authorize you to start officially. It's tomorrow. It's true that it's time to hit these Chinese people..."

Detten gave a stiff salute: "Does it be necessary to control the scale?"

Chuck smiled coldly: "If they want to resist, they have to bear the consequences... There is no need to control the scale, we just watch coldly. Let's do it. Tomorrow, I'll wait for your news."

"Yes!" Lieutenant Colonel Detten agreed and was both straightforward and refreshing.
Chapter completed!