Chapter 658: Let’s take down, my Qing Dynasty is destroyed! (Please order, please vote)

The Wangjiabao Manor, twenty miles outside Huailai County, was originally a family of Feng Pu, a great scholar in the Kangxi Dynasty. The blue brick yard that had been in full swing and entering three ways was already ruined by wars: the brick carvings of "farming and reading and passing on the family" on the screen wall made the foreign guns collapse halfway, and the rockery of Taihu stones had become gravel. There were still more than a dozen Mongolian horses in the yard, and the horse manure was mixed with melting snow and frozen into ice lumps, and it creaked when stepped on it.

"Please, my son-in-law!" Zuo Zongtang led Xianfeng all the way inside until outside the main hall.

When Xianfeng narrowed his eyes and identified the three golden characters "Jingguantang" on a plaque, he suddenly heard people shouting horses outside the courtyard wall. Then, three blue sedan chairs, under the protection of a group of braided soldiers, entered through the open courtyard gate, which was shocked that the personal soldiers brought by Zuo Zongtang all bayonets on the Tianli three-year rifled rifled rifled.

The three blue sedan chairs were Qi Jizao, Xu Jishe, and Senggelinqin. Under the guidance of Luo Bingzhang, the three of them walked around the screen wall and went straight into the second gate, and went outside the main hall where Xianfeng and Zuo Zongtang were located.

As soon as the three of them walked into the yard, they looked up at Xianfeng, who was standing with his hands behind his back in the corridor. They were stunned at first, and then they got used to it. They knelt on the ground, followed by Goshha and the men and looked at each other in full - what's going on? Aren't they here to negotiate today? Why did they kneel down before the negotiation? Do you have to kneel down to negotiate?

He was so quick that he knelt down quickly. When the others saw that they were all over. There were only Xianfeng, Zuo Zongtang, Luo Bingzhang and the personal soldiers of the Zuo Grand General were still standing in the yard.

Qi Jizao, Xu Jishe, and Senggelinqin also found something wrong after kneeling down. Xianfeng's identity seemed to be kept secret. They cannot pay their respects to this master now!

"What are you doing?" Just as you were embarrassed, Zuo Zongtang had already taken a smile and stepped forward, and was betrayed by Qi Jizao, Xu Jishe, and Senggelinqin. He also smiled at the three of them with a shy face and said, "Qi Zhongtang, Xu Futai, Sengwang, you three are a little overwhelmed by this bow!"

Qi Zizao's old face turned red, Xu Jishe was about to get up with his hands on the ground, while Senggelinqin stomped his neck and shouted, "Zuo Jigao, you"

Senggelinqin was cut off by Xianfeng's laughter just halfway through his words: "King Monk, you have to thank Zuo Jianjun this time!"

As soon as he said this, Senggelinqin suddenly became mute.

Zuo Zongtang took the opportunity to take over the conversation: "I have just asked for grace from Tianjing for you - Mr. Qi has given Gui Yi Bo, with an annual salary of 2,000 silver dollars; Lord Xu is the president of the Shanxi Consulting Council, with an annual salary of 1,800 silver dollars; King of monks is the King of Khalkha, with an annual salary of 1,000 silver dollars. As for all brothers under his command, those who are willing to stay will be enrolled into the camp and go to Liaodong, and each person who wants to leave will be given twenty silver dollars for travel expenses!"

"What do you say about the division of land in Shanxi?" Qi Yuzao's Captain Goshha couldn't help but shout, "Those lands are our lifeblood."

"What a big deal!" Xianfeng suddenly roared, shocking everyone, "Waiting for thirty or fifty acres of thin fields in Shanxi, you have to wait for the New Year to eat mutton. Even black slaves in America make you laugh at you for being so sad! I'm not talking nonsense. American black slaves may eat more beef in a year than many of you in their lifetime!

Also, do you know how big the landlords’ manor in the United States are? Any manor can’t be seen even if you ride a horse for a day!

Even the poor people who went to Southeast Asia to Java and Malaya started to divide land in hundreds of acres. By the way, the Rakshasa Kingdom is about to abolish the serf system recently. I know how much land a serf can be divided into? 50 acres! 50 acres. If you are addicted to landlords, you might as well go to America with me. I dare not say anything else, one or two hundred acres of land can be managed enough!"

After saying this, Xianfeng walked into the main hall with his hands behind his back.

At the third sound of the update of the Xu hour, three visitors suddenly came outside the guest room where Xianfeng and Qianyoko lived, namely Qi Jizao, Xu Jishe, and Senggelinqin.

"Chyoko, go outside and guard." Xianfeng sent Chiyoko to the gate of the yard to look at it, and then he called the three of them into the room.

"Master!" The three of them knelt on the cold floor tiles one by one. Xianfeng sat cross-legged on the kang to pick his teeth, and bounced the toothpick into the red mud stove: "Take it down, my Qing Dynasty is dead! Why are you still trying to do these useless things?"

Senggelinqin walked forward two steps: "Emperor, there are still 30,000 Mongolian cavalry on the grassland! Just the emperor."

"Thirty thousand Mongolian iron cavalry can use a ball!" Xianfeng waved his hand and said, "The Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau can rub hundreds of foreign guns a day. The blast furnace of Xuzhou Iron and Steel Plant is higher than that of the Taihe Palace! It can produce tens of thousands of kilograms of steel in a day! It is steel, not iron!" He picked up a copy of the "Peking Plain Language Newspaper" and "Look, the Nanyang Fleet of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom sank a lot of steam cruisers of the Dutch Navy in the Java Sea. There is also the wing king Shi Dakai who killed 30,000 Rakshasa soldiers at the Sevastopol Fortress the year before yesterday. Last year, he helped the British Queen kill tens of thousands of Indian rebels in India, and was about to return to China. How many of your heads do you dare to send them up?"

Qi Zizao trembled and took out a blood letter from his sleeve: "The old minister contacted the gentry of the four provinces of Shanhe Province, as long as the emperor climbed the high place and called out."

"Call you grandma!" Xianfeng kicked over the kang table, and a blue and white bowl fell to the ground, cracking into eight petals. "When Zeng Guofan put on his yellow robe in Xi'an, why didn't the gentry from all over the mountains and rivers and provinces stand up? The Eight Banners are almost done with the surname Zeng. If you really want to be determined, please help me search for the rest and follow me to America!"

Xu Jishe suddenly said: "I am willing to go to the United States with the sage! I heard that America is vast and sparsely populated, and it is the place where heroes use their skills."

"Stop!" Xianfeng waved his hand quickly, "I am now the prince consort of King Feng Nan, and I really want to teach the bishop of the East Coast Diocese - if you want to find a way out in the New World, you can choose a few clever nephews to follow me. The others will be free from discussions! Also, the Qing Dynasty was not destroyed by the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, but by Zeng Guofan, the old thief. Do you understand?"

The spring in Tianjing was chilly, and the copper heating stove in the Zongli Yamen Conference Hall was burning red. Luo Yaoguo put down Zuo Zongtang's memorial in his hand and smiled and said to Feng Yunshan: "You Zhao Si's prince-consort is a capable man. He used American painting cakes to fool Qi Zizao, the landlord Lao Cai under Xu Jishe, and even Xu Jishe's age is going to North America to explore."

Feng Yunshan was walking in the hall holding a Yixing purple clay pot: "Xu Jishen's old sour scholar, last month, submitted a manuscript to the "Peking Plain Language Newspaper" to scold us for "forgetting our ancestors for a few numbers". He didn't expect that he would now travel across the ocean to become an American."

"Good to go!" Minister of Army Wei Changhui pushed the door and took off his snow-covered cloak and threw it to the guards. "These stubborn guys have all run away. Only our Taiping Heavenly Kingdom can have a bright world!"

Luo Yaoguo spreads out the North American map, and circles a few points in red and blue pencils: "Zhao Si wants to take people to the United States, so we should still support more California north of California, and the Oregon area south of Tianwang City is a good place. It is now a territory of the United States, but it has not yet been established. If you can move 200,000 to 300,000 Chinese people before the establishment of Oregon, and when Oregon is established, they can be regarded as mixed-race children and all registered as citizens. In the future, the American true delegation will have at least one or two core territories."

He suddenly looked up and smiled, "Mr. Feng, your son-in-law may be able to choose a governor in the United States in the future!"

Feng Yunshan laughed: "It's good that he needs to have that ability. He is very familiar with the Democratic boss in the United States, and maybe he can really choose the governor of Oregon." His finger hit his position in Oregon, "It's better to let those old and young men harm Red Neck than to stay in the country to make trouble."

Luo Yaoguo nodded: "This year is already 1859 in the Western calendar. In two years, the Civil War will start the real contract. Whether the faction can take over three states on the west coast of the United States depends on this time." He said to Feng Yunshan, "Third Brother, this is the best time for us to strangle the United States to enter the Pacific Ocean west. In the past two years, we will have to allocate more resources to the East Coast Diocese!"

Luo Yaoguo has always been very afraid of the United States, a chosen country. He knew that once the United States grows stronger and truly moves westward to the Pacific Ocean, this good ocean of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom will not be able to maintain peace in the future. It would be great if the United States can really turn into a Confederate State of the United States and let three Chinese states on the west coast with higher state power than the Confederate State.

Feng Yunshan patted his chest: "Don't worry, we have Zhao Si, a capable man, and we will definitely succeed!"

On the day when Zhao Si's son-in-law left Tianjin Wei, drizzled in Dagukou Wharf. Three steam ships with the banner of Yihexing were moored in the port, and thick smoke was rolling and spewed out of the chimney.

Qi Jizao's nephew cried with his ancestor tablet in his arms, and was dragged onto the springboard by two priests of the True Talk. Xu Jishe's grandson held a book of "English Discussion Manual" and was still reciting "Love Tiger Oil" before boarding the ship. Senggelinqin picked up three hundred Korqin warriors, carried sabers and bows and arrows on his back. He also got on board with Xianfeng, saying that he wanted to go to America to herd cattle and sheep.

"Lan'er and Chun'er will be left to you for your care." Xianfeng gave a piece of silver notes from the bank to Ronglu who came to the wharf to see him off. "Don't let Lan'er set up a stall. If you can't make a lot of money, you're embarrassed."

Ronglu smiled awkwardly: "I told her so too."

Xianfeng nodded and did not say anything to Ronglu, the "junior", and turned around to a 2,000-ton steamboat.

When the whistle was roaring, Xianfeng finally looked at the newly completed Dagukou Fort. This fort was equipped with a 68-pound rifled gun cast by the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau. It can also fire picnic shells. It is the English ironclad ship that is here, so I guess it can't be gnawed, right?

"Drive the ship!" He turned around and walked into the captain's room and said to a British captain in English, "Send me to the United States. I will never come back!"
Chapter completed!