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Chapter 468: Kneeling on the ground and waiting for others to give alms, or pick up the gun and figh

Chapter 468: Should I kneel on the ground and wait for someone to give me a gift, or should I take up the sword and gun and fight for it myself?!

Zhao Yi is not tall and thin, but now, in Yuan Mei's eyes, he is like the green pine stone standing on the top of the mountain, with an indescribable calmness and generosity.

A bright lightning bolt tore the clouds in an instant in the sky and hit the earth. The wind blew up the wind and flew in the clothes of Zhao Yi, who was standing towards the door. The deafening spring thunder roared, as if indicating that the frozen winter was frozen for thousands of miles and the cold bones had reached its end...

Yuan Mei's heart couldn't help but tremble, and she opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but the rolling spring thunder exploded one by one in people's ears, and winding white lightning bursts into the sky, reflecting the light and darkness in the room.

The pouring rain had already poured down, hitting the roof, eaves, ground, and even the hearts of the people.

"What should the emperor be guilty of... Yun Song, such a ruthless word will be fine if it comes out of your mouth and into my ears." Yuan Mei said a little tired.

Zhao Yi suddenly turned around, looked at Yuan Mei, and said earnestly: "Is the great rebellion? Brother Zicai, why is it a great rebellion? Since ancient times, it has been said that a prince violates the law and commits the same crime as the common people. Should the emperor break the law without any harm? The lives of tens of thousands of common people can be revealed by Qianlong's only light words? I thought that Brother Zicai's integrity is above my younger brother."

"It seems that brother, are you really going to step on this road?" Yuan Mei looked at Zhao Yi and said word by word.

"Since this path is right, why don't I go up and try it out and kill the nine clans? Life is in the past few decades, and I am now over 60 years old. Instead of confusing the black and white, it is better to stand up and fight, and change this day so that people can live happily, speak loudly, no need to be taboo or worry about anything." Zhao Yi smiled, the expression on his face seemed particularly relaxed. Looking at his face, it seemed that he had suddenly become ten years younger and returned to his prime.

"You...ah, let's just let you dragged onto the pirate ship. Now, even if you want to turn back, you're afraid you can't go back." Yuan Mei looked bitter. Yes, he asked Zhao Yi to hook up with a letter from Guangdong and Yi, and then Liang Pengfei invested money to build a women's academy. He took over his family and other things. He was able to retire in Guangdong and Guangxi, and at the same time fulfilled his wish to teach and educate people.

But who would have thought that his biggest investor was actually a guy who wanted to rebel. Now that the whole family is here, can he leave? Even if he can leave, he would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let go of one person. I am afraid that at that time, his whole family will not be able to escape the word "death".

"Brother Zicai, if you want to blame me, even if you beat and scold me, even if you chop me up with a knife, I will be absolutely right. However, I just hope you can think about whether the suffering of the Han people for more than a hundred years is over. Should you continue to kneel on the ground and wait for the Manchu emperor to repent and give some charity, or should we take up the sword and gun to fight for it yourself?" After Zhao Yi finished speaking, he walked out of the room slowly.

Yuan Mei sat blankly on the chair, silent for a long time, and the thunder that flashed from time to time was reflected on his old face, reflecting the meditative figure of an old man...

"What the hell is this?" Governor Changlin of Guangdong and Guangxi was as blue as he was afraid of people. He kept slapping the thick newspapers on the table, all of which were collected by Yangcheng Evening News. "Did you find out? Who did it? This kind of news is known to everyone. Do you know how much impact this will have? Where should the court face be put? If the emperor knew that such a thing happened to our Guangdong and Guangxi, none of us could escape!"

Changlin's roar echoed in the hall, and next to him, the Guangzhou general Fuchang also had an anxious and angry expression. It was not only because of the resentment that was pulled out from the newly gathered concubine's quilt in the early morning, but more importantly, when he arrived at the Governor's Mansion, he almost fell to the ground after seeing the newspaper that Changlin handed him to him.

The pictures and texts are rich in pictures and texts, and they are very realistic. There are also stories about themselves who claim to be survivors of Bazhou. They are all in vernacular. As long as they are cognitive, they can definitely understand what is written in the newspaper.

Guangzhou governor Li Yuyuan stood there with a sad face and shivered, his mouth trembling for a long time, and he couldn't fart. Next to him, the Guangdong governor Guo Shixun sat on the chair with a sick look on his face, with a look of sorrow on his face.

Seeing the Guangzhou prefect, Guo Shixun shook his head helplessly, took the conversation and said, "Governor General, the subordinate has ordered the Prefect Li to send all the servants. Even if Fu Biao is in trouble, he will send all the troops out and search in Guangzhou. However, it is almost everywhere. Shunde County has sent people to inform him. A large number of leaflets and newspapers have been found in Shunde County, all of which are about Bazhou."

"What?!" Fuchang jumped up anxiously. "It's so amazing, what thugs did it?"

After hearing Fuchang's words, the officials present rolled their eyes collectively. If they had known, they would have sent someone to arrest him long ago. How could they use a nest here to let you train?

"My dear masters, the urgent thing now is to try to confiscate these newspapers and then thoroughly investigate the source. Otherwise, if they were scattered among the people, the impact would be great." The governor Chen Dawen saw that everyone was not talking, so he had to stand up and say.

Changlin was angry, but there was no way, so he nodded a little discouragedly: "Just do it as Lord Chen wants, and send the Supervisor to confiscate..." Changlin raised his head and looked at Fuchang. After thinking about it, he shook his head. He was really worried about the Eight Banners soldiers.

These days, all the old and bad accounts of the Eight Banners in Guangzhou have been turned out, and I don’t know who did it. Changlin reminded Fuchang many times to pay attention to constraints, but this guy himself did not restrain himself. The bullying of men and women happens from time to time, but the Eight Banners still disturb the people again and again, and every incident will be exposed in time.

It is impossible to catch the Eight Banners children who committed the crime in Guangzhou. Even if he or she is the Governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, Changlin, can't come forward, and must report it to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, because, according to the clear provisions of the Qing Dynasty, the crimes committed by Manchu people are not judged by ordinary judicial organs, but are handed over to the Ministry of Justice for the Justice Department for the Careful Criminal Department of the Internal Affairs, and the crimes above are punished and sent to the Ministry of Justice for the Central Ministry of Justice.

In the capital area, the lawsuits of Manchus are generally handled by the infantry commanding the yamen; the criminal cases of the Manchu royal family are heard by the clan mansion. Litigation between Manchus and Han people can be accepted by the general judicial authorities, but cannot make judgments on the Manchus. Only the opinions on the trial can be transferred to the Manchus judicial authorities for filing. However, judicial authorities that specifically hear Manchus can hear cases of Han people.

At the same time, when Manchu crimes are committed, they enjoy the privilege of "reducing the sentences" and "changing the sentences" according to the law. In addition, the court also sets up a special prison for Manchu crimes. The noble family members enter "limited rooms in the clan", and generally Manchus enter "Interior Affairs Office".

It is precisely because Guangzhou cannot be tried, and the Eight Banners children are too arrogant. Some time ago, he had to come forward to warn and ordered those who commit the crime to be confined to the Eight Banners' garrison to go out, but this is of no use at all.

If it weren't for the efforts to suppress and the people have always been obedient, they might have caused a big deal, but even so, when it comes to the Eight Banners of Guangzhou, no Guangzhou people would grit their teeth and hate them to the core.

If they were released to confiscate now, I didn’t know what trouble would be caused, so Changlin had an idea and immediately gave up.

Soon, the confiscation operation began throughout Guangdong and Guangxi. However, what they did not expect was that new newspapers would appear in various parts of Guangdong and Guangxi every day, and the comments and newspapers about the South China and the West began to change their tone in a consistent manner, and began to publish the atrocities of the Qing courts in the past, as well as the officials from all over the country and the atrocities of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty in various places.

Of course, it is also necessary to mention the news that the city was massacred by Bazhou in Zhili, especially after the news that the city massacred by the Eight Banners of Manchu was almost shocked, especially the scholar class, who had been truly shocked by the numb hearts in the newspapers, suddenly discovered that the court that was riding on his head and knocking marrow and sucking blood, even after more than a hundred years, still regarded the Han people as their enemies and as pigs and sheep that they could kill and kill at any time.

The officials were trying hard to conceal, as if they could do the best to deceive their superiors and subordinates, as long as they were in office, they would not cause any earth-shaking events. After all, the current focus of the court was on suppressing the White Lotus Sect, and undercurrents were surging among the people. Although there was no wave, it seemed like bundles of dry firewood, just waiting to be stained with a spark...

"Mr. Yuan was sick and went to the south to go on vacation and recuperate." Wang Jing stood in front of Liang Pengfei and respectfully handed over a letter, which was left to Liang Pengfei by his teacher Zhao Yi.

Liang Pengfei received it, but did not open it immediately, and said to Wang Jing. "Has the old gentleman's family and disciples arranged it properly?"

Wang Jing said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, sir, we have arranged enough staff to ensure the safety of the old man's family and disciples. Since the incident with Miss Wang, Mr. Yuan's disciples have never entered the city again. However, we have arranged a new resort for them Macau."

"That's good. This period of time is the most important. I don't want any more accidents. Otherwise, I will not only be sorry for your teacher, but also for Mr. Yuan. Do you understand?" Liang Pengfei nodded with satisfaction and then opened the envelope.

"Sir, there is news in the north." At this time, Sun Shijie hurried into the room and handed it to Liang Pengfei with a newly translated secret letter in his hand.
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