Zuo Pinghu pursed his lips and laughed, "Wang Jinlin, are you laughing?" ”

Wang Jinlin spoke hard: "I'm laughing!" ”

Zuo Pinghu sighed: "It sounds like howling." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Wang Jinlin laughed a few times.

"I'm going to avenge my grandfather." Zuo Pinghu looked at Wang Jinlin, and followed up: "Our business is done?" ”

Wang Jinlin wanted to refuse, but he met her pair of phoenix eyes, and those eyes actually radiated a soul-snatching gaze, and the words of refusal were unspeakable, and then the blood in his chest was churning, and a wave of anger rushed straight to his head, and he was like thunder: "It's done!" ”

Zuo Pinghu stood up and saluted slightly: "Thank you for your help, after the famous general, you are really brave and arrogant!" ”

After Wang Jinlin blurted out two words, he couldn't help but be a little stunned at the moment, he sat there, his eyes staring straight ahead, as if he didn't hear what Zuo Pinghu was saying.

Zuo Pinghu saw his reaction, and immediately called softly: "Wang Jinlin, Wang Jinlin!" What's wrong with you? ”

Suddenly, Wang Jinlin seemed to be in the body of the soul, he wiped his face vigorously and straightened his chest: "What's wrong?" I don't know what's wrong, isn't it nice to sit here? ”

Zuo Pinghu said cautiously: "I see that you have some distractions, Wang Jinlin, is there any difficulty?" ”

Wang Jinlin smiled and said loudly: "Difficulty? What's so hard about that? As the saying goes, a gentleman's word, a quick horse, since my Wang Mou should take things down, he has to carry it on his shoulders, and he is not a character if he is timid! ”

Zuo Pinghu said: "I know you will come down, Wang Jinlin, you have always been true to your word, and you are a true gentleman!" ”

Wang Jinlin suddenly felt that his mouth was dry, he drank the small and half-residual tea in the cup with his neck tilted, and put it back on the table, and instantly had an indescribable tragic feeling.

"Wang Jinlin, you don't have to do this, I will pay you." Zuo Pinghu looked at Wang Jinlin with a smile on his face.

"What kind of reward? Girl, can you let Wang know? Wang Jinlin seemed to realize something, and laughed.

"I'll let you know now......" Zuo Pinghu said softly, took Wang Jinlin's hand and pressed it on his chest......

From that day on, Wang Jinlin became her captive to this day.

It wasn't until the day of the incident that he knew that there were twenty-two people like him, all of whom were descendants of the generals of the Hunan army and the Chu army.

All the people were dead set on her, obeyed her orders, and threw themselves into this battle aimed at "punishing Lin and purging the king's side" as if they were crazy......

This time the attack on the provincial capital of Hunan Province was led by him Wang Jinlin.

In order to be able to successfully take the provincial capital, Wang Jinlin sent assassins to infiltrate the city at the order of Zuo Pinghu to assassinate Zhang Zhidong, the governor of Hunan Province, but until yesterday, there was still no news. Wang Jinlin was worried that the news would leak, so he did not wait for a report and launched an attack in advance.

At this time, Wang Jinlin would not have thought of what happened in the provincial capital last night.

It was late at night, and Zhang Zhidong was still excited.

It has been more than a year since I came to Hunan Province, and although there are still many unsatisfactory points, it seems that several major things have been progressing smoothly. As a minister of Xinjiang, he can have such political achievements, and he can also talk about his life. Zhang Zhidong thought that there is not much difficulty in being a local official, there are people in the court to support him, and there are people around him to support his feet, which are the two key points. With these two items, the local officials can make a magnificent appearance.

There was a rooster crowing in the distance, and it was estimated that it would be the third watch, so he quickly blew out the candles and went to sleep.

Zhang Zhidong's body has never been strong, but his energy is very strong. After coming to Hunan Province, I felt that all kinds of government affairs were complicated, and I didn't eat, sleep, or rest for 12 hours a day and night, and I couldn't finish handling official business. The officialdom of Hunan Province is tired and lazy, and he needs to set an example with his own diligence in the king's affairs, so he sets a rule for himself: get up at two o'clock every day, read the official slip for the first time, start to see guests at the beginning of the morning, do not rest at noon, continue to work in the afternoon, and go to bed at the beginning of the morning. I slept less than three hours a day, but fortunately, I ate and slept well, and I could cope with the complexity of the day. Zhang Zhidong's extraordinary energy made the subordinates around him admire and sigh to themselves.

At some point, he was suddenly awakened by the sound of metal colliding outside the window. He hurriedly got out of bed, and when he pushed open the window door to look, he saw two black shadows fighting to the death under the gray moonlight. Zhang Zhidong, who was powerless, was stunned.

After calming down a little, he saw clearly that the one wielding the iron whip was one of his guards, named Ge Siqi, but who was Ge Siqi fighting with? Is it a thief, or an assassin? Ge Siqi is good at martial arts, and an iron whip is waving up and down, left and right, like a python entangled, making it impossible for the other party to attack. The opponent is also a strong man, a knife slashes back and forth, the cold light is shining, like the devil's long fangs are vicious and terrifying, and he is pressing towards Ge Siqi step by step. Seeing that Ge Siqi couldn't win for a while, Zhang Zhidong didn't care about the governor's dignity, and shouted loudly outside the window: "Someone, there are thieves!" ”

The man with the knife suddenly heard this shout, his heart was distracted, and his hand was disorganized, and at this moment, Ge Siqi swung an iron whip and hit the man's right hand knife. With a "bang", the knife fell on the blue brick floor, and the man ran towards the courtyard wall with his legs, trying to jump over the wall to escape. At this time, Lin Xu, Yang Shenxiu and others, who lived next door to the signing room in front, were walking out with sticks. Ge Siqi shouted: "Stop the thief, don't let him climb over the wall!" When the man saw a few more people coming, he was a little panicked, and when he was about to flee in another direction, Ge Siqi had caught up, swept the iron whip, and hit the man's thigh, and the man immediately fell to the ground. Yang Shenxiu and the others caught up and caught the man together.

At this time, the entire governor's yamen was in a hurry, and the flower hall that usually received guests was brilliantly lit with candles. Zhang Zhidong sat on the Taishi chair in the center, staring angrily at the thief who was tied up by Wuhuada. The man, dressed in black night clothes, was about forty years of age, with a beard on his face, and although he tried to pretend to be calm, he could not hide the horror in his eyes. Ge Siqi pressed the thief's shoulders hard, and the man knelt down with a "plop".

Zhang Zhidong stared at his two long eyes, his stubby eyebrows were locked into two black balls, and his huge nose blocked the candlelight shining from the right, making his left face dark and dull. Yang Shenxiu peeked at Zhang Zhidong, the teacher who has always been amiable and majestic, tonight is so fierce and majestic, and he can't help but feel a little afraid in his heart. Zhang Zhidong slapped the armrest of the Taishi chair vigorously and shouted loudly: "Who are you, what are you doing with a knife in the middle of the night?" ”

The man glanced at Zhang Zhidong, lowered his head, and bit his lip tightly without speaking.

Zhang Zhidong was so angry that he asked loudly again: "What is your name and what are you doing?" ”

The man still didn't speak.

Ge Siqi said angrily: "Beat him with a hundred sticks, see if he speaks!" ”

After that, he picked up the stick in Yang Shenxiu's hand and was about to hit it, but Zhang Zhidong stopped him. Zhang Zhidong forcibly suppressed his anger, and lowered his voice slightly: "Do you know that pulling out a knife and breaking into the governor's yamen in the middle of the night is a capital crime of killing the head to show the public?" ”

The man raised his head, his eyes emitted a hint of pathos, and his mouth moved twice, as if he had something to say, but in the end he did not make a sound, and lowered his head again.

Hearing the news, the master Song Zhiping, who hurried over, saw all this in his eyes, and said to Zhang Zhidong: "This person doesn't seem to be an ordinary thief, it's better not to be tried for the time being, detain him first, and talk about it tomorrow." ”

Zhang Zhidong also saw that things were quite strange, agreed with Song Zhiping's opinion, handed over the thief to Yang Shenxiu's care, and ordered everyone not to leak what happened tonight, and then ordered to extinguish the lights and candles, and rest as usual.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Zhidong came to the signing room to review the official documents. At the top of the pile of official documents, which is more than a foot high, is a letter, which reads: Governor Zhang is on his shoulder. Zhang Zhidong opened it and took out the letterhead. "Lu'an Mansion Catholic Ning Dao'an respectfully respects Zhang Futai", as soon as he read this sentence, Zhang Zhidong was so angry that he couldn't stand it, and thought to himself: A small people, just because they believe in foreign religions, rely on the power of the church, and there is no government and county official in their eyes, and they often go to the governor to write books, how can this be true! This wind must not last. He picked up his pen and criticized it: "Throw back the original letter." The parishioner lives in Lu'an Mansion, and if there is something wrong, he will report it to the Yamen of Changzhi County. ”

Zhang Zhidong was angry, Yang Shenxiu walked in with a panicked expression, knelt down on his legs, and said with a crying voice: "The thief last night died suddenly. If the student is not strictly supervised, please ask the teacher to punish him. ”

"What!" Zhang Zhidong stood up and was furious. "The thief died, how did he die?"

Yang Shenxiu was frightened by Zhang Zhidong's expression, and was stunned for a while before he said tremblingly: "Last night, on the orders of the teacher, I escorted the thief to a miscellaneous house stacked with broken coal and looked at him. After a while, the thief went to sleep with his eyes closed. The student was very tired, and when he saw him sleeping, he thought it was okay, so he went back to his room and went to sleep. When I woke up in the morning, I rushed to the miscellaneous house and found him dead, so I rushed to report him. ”

This thief came to patrol the yamen late at night and didn't find out what he was going to do, maybe there was a very complicated background behind it, and he was about to be interrogated, how could he let him die like this? This Yang Shenxiu is really young and doesn't know anything! He glared at Yang Shenxiu fiercely, brushed past him in a huff, and knocked the student to the ground with his arm. Without looking back, he went straight to the house. Yang Shenxiu got up, didn't care about the pain of his head being touched by the floor tiles, and trotted all the way behind the teacher.

The house was already full of people, and when he saw that the governor was coming, he hurriedly made a way. Zhang Zhidong came to the thief's corpse, and Song Zhiping was looking at it carefully. The dead man was curled up on his hands and feet, his face was blue, his lips were purple, and there were coagulated blood marks on his nostrils and the corners of his mouth. Song Zhiping pulled down Zhang Zhidong's sleeve and said, "My lord, let's go to the signing room and talk!" ”

Zhang Zhidong nodded. When the two came to the signing room, Song Zhiping closed the doors and windows tightly, and whispered: "This is a strange thing. ”

Zhang Zhidong's face tightened and said: "The doors and windows of the miscellaneous house are closed tightly, it seems that this person was not killed by others, but committed suicide." ”

"Judging from the scene, this person died of eating arsenic with him."

"In this way, this person has prepared a dead end for himself in advance." Zhang Zhidong touched his thin chin and thought bitterly, "What did he come to the yamen for?" ”

"I don't think it's a thief stealing, it's for another purpose." Song Zhiping slowly analyzed, "Maybe he came to steal an important official document, or wanted to find out a secret, or maybe even an assassin." If he is an assassin, he will not be directed at others, but probably at you, an adult. ”

Zhang Zhidong stared at Song Zhiping and said, "It's not an ordinary thief, this seems to be certain." If you are a thief, you will never hide the poison in advance, and you will never seek death without trial. If it is said to be stealing official documents, what official documents do I have here that are worth the risk of death to steal? If it is the assassin who killed me, then who am I guilty of? ”

"My lord, do you have fewer people to complain about?" Song Zhiping said with a smile, "When you were in Shanxi, how many people ruined the poppy and cut off the financial route?" How many people have been tumbling on the ground and addicted to tobacco because you have fasted opium? You came to Hunan Province to check the treasury, and how many people were discovered*? You vigorously rectified the Hunan army, cut redundant troops, and smashed how many people's jobs? ”

Song Zhiping's words made Zhang Zhidong's back cold: "In this way, this person is an assassin who came to kill me." ”

"Seven or eight times out of ten, it's possible." What happened from last night to this morning, after this speculation, has gradually become clear in Song Zhiping's mind, "According to Xiao Ge, this person has good martial arts, has a number of swordsmanship, and is a figure in the martial arts. It seems that he himself does not necessarily have a grudge against you, but is hired by someone with a lot of money, and has an appointment in advance, and if he does not succeed, he will die, and he will never leave a living mouth. I've been on the rivers and lakes. The rivers and lakes talk about righteousness and promises, and there are many such people. ”

As soon as Song Zhiping's words fell, a thunderous explosion suddenly sounded in the distance, which frightened both of them and shrank their heads.

"What's going on?" Zhang Zhidong asked in surprise.

"Maybe there was an accident in the military exercise, and the foreign cannon exploded, so there was such a sound." Song Zhiping replied calmly.

After listening to Song Zhiping's words, Zhang Zhidong easily calmed down and nodded.

For the accident of the "bombardment", he can be said to be not surprised.

Although Zhang Zhidong was born in the Qing Dynasty, he likes to learn from the West and loves to talk about Western affairs, which can be said to have been around for a long time. When he was the governor of Shanxi, the British missionary Timothy Lee advocated mining, road construction, and education in addition to spreading the gospel, and enlightened the government and the people with the common sense of sound, light, and electricity. Zhang Zhidong had a glimpse of the way in machine manufacturing, so he vigorously set it up, and the use of non-people, such as a certain general office of the foreign affairs bureau is very unfamiliar with the business, one day to see, Zhang Zhidong asked him how many pounds of iron to cast a cannon, the general office did not hesitate, but replied: "The way to the adults back: fifty or sixty pounds of iron for cannons, twenty or thirty pounds of iron for small cannons is enough." Zhang Zhidong lifted his hair and laughed: "This bit of iron is only enough to make a pot and a soup can." The next day, the general office threw away the black yarn hat. Zhang Zhidong's protégé Zhou Xi'en taught the Huangzhou Jinggu Academy, and had the courage to advocate current affairs, and in the exam questions, Napoleon was compared to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and many foreign terms (microscope, claircopy, hot air balloon, etc.) appeared in the article. Zhang Zhidong and Zhou Xien often talk about foreign culture, politics, military, manufacturing, etc., although they can't help but scratch their boots, but they are very interested. After a long time, it was inevitable that he would be criticized by the Qingliu colleagues, so Zhang Zhidong saw the opportunity, adjusted his views, and put forward the steady proposition of "Chinese style and Western use" in the "Persuasion of Learning". Some people say that Zhang Zhidong does not forcibly touch the red line of the system, which is slippery enough; Some people also say that Zhang Zhidong is left and right, flattering from several parties, and shrewd enough. However, the "body" is the weak and old body, and the "use" is the use of strong youth, which can be described as withered roots and young leaves, which is difficult to maintain. In fact, Zhang Zhidong's "Chinese style and Western use" is only an expedient measure in the transitional period, not a solution in the final sense, and it must be difficult to use it to realize the dream of a strong country, so many of his political achievements are actually lackluster.

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