After bandaging the wound, he changed into a vermilion satin robe, a black satin round-necked cardigan coat, a six-petal melon skin hat, and high-waisted cloth boots. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He glanced back at the sporadic lights in the darkness inside, and sighed in his heart that he would be a civilian in the future.

Is it just this vain, watching the gluttonous feast of the Orientals devouring the 'Boss Empire', about to be staged?

"What does Lao Zhongtang say about the Anglo-Japanese treaty?"

He Changying turned his head to look at Wu Weiyang and asked.

"What's in that treaty?"

In the clean night of the empire, Wu Weiyang's eyes swept towards He Changying like lightning.

He Changying was stunned for a moment, he really hadn't studied this, and guessed carefully: "The specific Gao Huiyi and the first mate Tian Polin didn't elaborate, I only heard that it was an equal trade treaty between Britain and Japan." ”

"Equality?"

A sneer came out of Wu Weiyang's nose: "How can the countries of Taixi and the Far East have ever signed any equal treaties!" Now the facts are there, the Orientals sank the British merchant ships, even if they signed any treaty, there will always be a clause in the treaty: you can attack the other party's ships at will, and you will not be responsible, right? In international justice, the Orientals are fighting without a declaration. ”

He Changying sighed secretly in her heart and stopped arguing; This kind of thinking is now the consensus of the entire Beiyang, and even the center of the Manchu Empire, right?

narrow-sighted, ignorant of the general trend of the world; And after picking up a few teeth, he was self-righteous and arched high like a magic weapon, thinking that as long as the affairs of the world were handled according to these regulations, everything would be conquered, and the world would be peaceful from now on!

Don't they even understand Bismarck's famous saying, which has been widely spread throughout the world, and is regarded as a sacred text by the Orientals: the truth is only within the range of a cannon?

What a 'big empire'!

Yes, the 'emperor' is not in a hurry, I am a 'eunuch' who was kicked out of the barracks and almost had his head cut off.

He Changying silently walked on the streets of the late Qing Dynasty Jinmen guards with sewage, let go of these thoughts, and began to look curiously at the low and dilapidated houses and markets.

It is hard to imagine that more than 120 years later, there will be rows of buildings here and the streets will be crowded with people.

Because of the heavy rain and the fact that it was already dark, there were not many people on the street, but those robes and jackets, white trousers, a wrap round, jackets, rickshaws, and the big braids dragging behind the skulls still made He Changying look at them with relish.

He couldn't help but touch the big braid on the back of his head, pulled it, and the scalp hurt when he pulled it, this is really not an unruly nightmare!

Unconsciously, the three of them came to a restaurant, which is not a carved beam and a painted building, but it is also better than Yazi, which is brilliantly lit and lively.

Okay, just let me get drunk!

He Changying said silently in her heart, smiled and walked into the restaurant.

――

In a small inn in Beitang, He Changying tossed and turned for half the night and couldn't sleep.

Even after drinking two large bowls of sorghum wine made from highly pure grains from the Qing Dynasty without any chemical pollution, he still didn't feel a trace of sleepiness.

Unable to sleep left and right, He Changying got dressed, pushed open the door and walked into the garden of this inn.

Wu Yuren, the chief soldier of Tongyong Town, did things neatly, did not drag the mud and water at all, and after getting the strip of the governor's office, he didn't care about the knife wounds on He Changying's body, and he was even more penniless.

On the grounds that the barracks were heavy and the idle people were not allowed to stay, he let his personal soldier Lu Tie knock He Changying out of the camp directly.

Fortunately, Wu Weiyang, who heard He Changying's vague English on the execution ground, followed him with a moment's heart.

Wu Weiyang not only asked the camp doctor to bandage He Changying's wounds, sent his subordinates to buy He Changying's new clothes, but also generously invited him to drink a parting wine, and settled him in the inn to rest.

If someone else does this, Lu Tieleg will never be allowed, as the leader of Wu Yuren's own soldiers, how could Lu Tiejiao, who is rough-looking and careful, not understand the old man's thoughts.

It's just that He Changying, this kid, has always been generous in the two years in Beitang, and he has a generous hand, and when he wins money, he invites all gambling friends to drink flowers and wine and play with women, and he doesn't frown when he loses.

Moreover, before Lu Tiejiao was the head of Wu Yuren's Goshha, he was a sentry officer of the horse team of the third battalion of the Renzi Army, and Fang Boyuan was a horse Yong in his outpost.

After Lu Tiejiao accidentally ate the loach noodles made by Fang Boyuan's daughter-in-law, it is said that he loved this noodle to death, and he always went to eat and drink when he had nothing to do, otherwise Fang Boyuan had no special skills in his body, let alone a gift-giving official, how could he become the head of the horse team in just two years.

Of course, there are some other obscure rumors in this, and He Changying, who has passed through a hundred years later, is even more unknown.

Therefore, when Lu Tiejiao saw Wu Weiyang, the nephew of the old man, he came forward to protect He Changying, so he was willing to send a favor without interference.

At the wine table, after Wu Weiyang's subtle words and two words, He Changying understood what the adults meant.

The governor characterized his words as deliberately lying about the military in order to escape the beheading; However, I read that I understood foreign languages, removed my military rank, stripped off my official clothes, and returned to Feixi to think about reading behind closed doors, hoping to be ashamed and brave, and study hard to serve the country with literature.

He Changying shouted in her heart that she was wronged, she was indeed trying to escape the killing, but what she said was more true than ironclad.

However, since the matter has been settled by Shangguan, and it is just like Wu Weiyang's confident statement when he left the barracks, it will be boring to talk about this topic again, and the three of them have a general friendship, so they just drink and say something irrelevant Fengyue.

Drink until Lu Tie's legs slide off the wine table, and he talks nonsense in his mouth, 'Chun'er, Chun'er, don't be sad, my brother feels sorry for you', and the banquet is over.

He Changying stood under a jujube tree, looking up at the clean night sky and bright stars of North China more than 120 years ago.

What to do?

It's not what to do in the future, what to do in the future, how to defeat the Oriental people, the Taixi people, so that the Chinese nation can re-emerge in the forest of the world.

This kind of distant and empty thing, He Changying doesn't have the heart to think about it at all now

But what about tomorrow's breakfast?

And what about the travel expenses back to the He family in Feixi, and what should I do with the food and drink along the way?

He Changying thought about it and thought about it, and at night, Lu Tiejiao's loud voice shouted very clearly, "My lord said, dare to step into the barracks, or want to collude with the barracks officials in private, mess with our army's heart, and directly deal with the barracks by breaking into the camp, and beat them to death with sticks!" ’

After He Changying was stabbed in the shoulder, he went back to the barracks to borrow money, and he didn't have the courage to do so.

But if not, where can you get money?

In this era of Jinmen, the big pot guys, the small pot guys, the dry pot guys, the water pot guys, these big and small bastards roared into groups of gangs to divide the territory, and all kinds of miscellaneous forces were all over Jinmen.

Begging, performing arts, collecting dung, buying vegetables, fishing, including working on the docks, all have to be exploited and managed by these bastards and pay protection money.

Besides, with such a long distance from Jinmen to Feixi, He Changying estimated that before he could earn enough money to go home as a coolie on the dock, the soldiers of the Oriental Japanese had already called.

"It's the end of the road!"

For a while, He Changying sighed for a long time, and he couldn't find a way out in a panic.

"Boom-"

At this time, a subtle woman's cry suddenly came into He Changying's ears.

This subtle woman's cry, although suppressed by this woman's best efforts, is particularly striking in the back garden of this silent night.