Of course, it is impossible for them to clean up the ruins now with such a high reward. After winning the battle, Lin Fuxiang also promised to find someone to give twelve taels of silver, which is also a great thing. How can ordinary people not be tempted?
A large amount of money, bricks and stones, rubble and broken beams were constantly moved aside by trolleys, and soon the bodies of officers and men of the British and French allied forces were cleaned up one after another, and they were put away under the leadership of the elders and heads of families in various villages and towns. Fortunately, these people are organized by clans, otherwise they might really fight for each other.
When Lin Zhuang really couldn’t bear to sleep, he woke up, and the scene in front of him was completely different. Before that, almost all the ruins were moved. A group of white-bearded and white-haired old men were arguing around because they refused to count some smashed bodies of British and French Coalition forces, which made them very dissatisfied.
There are still people cleaning up the ruins, and the foundation is almost cleaned up. There are fewer and fewer bodies cleaned up, but some people still refuse to give up.
Regardless of the quarrel with the village elders, Lin Zhuang went to look at it one by one and found that Zhu Jinglun Lin Zhuang was convinced that Zhu Jinglun had come with the army, which means that Zhu Jinglun has either not been dug up or directly fried, just like a pile of rotten meat next to him.
Lin Zhuang doesn’t want the latter to be different from Lin Fuxiang’s brothers. Lin Fuyong thinks that Zhu Jinglun is a despicable and shameful person, while Lin Fuxiang thinks that Zhu Jinglun has some chess skills, but it doesn’t matter much. Lin Zhuang simply thinks that Zhu Jinglun is a busy person.
Lin Zhuang has gone to the ruins, and he has seen a blackened ground. All the construction wastes are piled up at the bottom of the wall, which will exceed the courtyard wall. There are very few places left that are still covered with some difficult-to-move beams and rocks. There are very few places where people can hide.
Lin Zhuang sighed and thought that Zhu Jinglun was probably really blown into rotten meat and wanted to leave.
At this time, several villagers joined forces to lift a half-man-tall stone, and it was vaguely clear that this was the statue’s half-body rolling to move the stone to the outside, and someone suddenly shouted.
A few pieces of charred wooden boards shattered into four or five pieces mixed with mud, but there was obviously a pit, which attracted Lin Zhuang. He quietly watched the villagers peel off the mud and wooden boards with various tools. Someone shouted excitedly and they caught a leg.
The man was dragged out rudely, and Linzhuang walked over with hope and bent over.
This man was lying on his stomach, just like he was on the ground. Lin Zhuang tried to turn over his hand and put it on his back, but the force slipped. He found that this man’s clothes had become brittle and tore into pieces with a little force. Lin Zhuang frowned because he saw that the cloth was stained with flesh.
From the torn bare place, you can see that the man’s back is red. I wonder if it was cooked before I found that there was less scorching in the body.
The body was still turned over. When Lin Zhuang saw this blackened face, the horse had put his hand on his nose and mouth, but he felt soft when he started, especially the warm temperature made Lin Zhuang have a fantasy in his heart.
Yelled at the crowd on the steps, "Call a doctor!"
Lin Zhuang has always been next to this person. Who else can it be if it is not Zhu Jinglun, who is familiar with the face though blackened?
A young doctor trotted to Linzhuang to explain two sentences. The doctor immediately lay next to Zhu Jinglun. Mr. Wang shook his head and tried to choke the person.
"It’s hopeless!"
The doctor asserted that there is not much regret in the face. Isn’t it just the dead? Are there fewer dead people here? At present, this man is not the worst, at least he left a body.
Lin Zhuang doesn’t regret that he has tried his best to fight. How can there be undead? As he told Zhu Jinglun, their lives are worthless.
Just as Linzhuang greeted two villagers and put Zhu Jinglun’s "body" on a door panel to be carried to the mountain for burial, suddenly a long breath startled everyone. Two strong men who were about to lift the door panel sat down in fear.
See Zhu Jinglun lying on the door plate, staring at his eyes, eyes as big as bull’s eyes, as if to burst their eyes. A long breath came from his mouth and entered his chest, and then his chest fluctuated rapidly. He actually lived.
But at this time, he couldn’t hear the sound of Lin Zhuang calling in his ear, and there was a mechanical sound repeating in his head.
"Energy is exhausted, going to sleep, ability is exhausted, going to sleep"
Section 51 Port closure
Daxian Township, Huaxian County, Guangdong Province This is Hongxiu’s hometown, but at this time it is the temporary residence of Huang Zonghan, an imperial envoy.
In a squire’s house, a senior official in the governor’s office sat upright, and two officials from Dongguan and Xin ‘an County were talking back to him.
"Self-sealing the port to deny its trade support? Anyone who is a port trader who dares to buy and sell privately will be punished. The so-called Samoan driving a steamboat and rowing boat will be limited to 10 days to go home. Offenders will be punished and three generations of relatives will not be allowed to take the exam."
"I, Shaman, Sailor, etc. in Dongguan and Xin ‘an counties, are quite afraid of the notices. Those who fled from Hong Kong on the 17th are the foreign people in the provincial capital, and they have also migrated to the west in the daytime."
The so-called port closure law is actually to post notices in the name of Huang Zonghan’s imperial envoys and the governors of Guangdong and Guangxi to scare the people not to let foreigners do business and to cut off foreign trade and material supplies
The effect, of course, is that honest, obedient and timid businessmen are willing to let things go, close their business and flee to the countryside to avoid disaster temporarily, but serious businessmen no longer do business with foreigners, but those smugglers "privately go to traders to reap heavy profits" and work for foreigners in Hong Kong. Salmon, sailors and others did escape back, but they definitely did not escape back as reported by county officials. In foreigners, a few people chose to go home with high salaries and profits.
Huang Zonghan is well aware of all these situations. Officialdom is superficial, and things can be heard as three points. However, he is convinced that his method of sealing off Hong Kong and prohibiting imperial examinations for felonies does have a deterrent effect on some families who are bent on passing the imperial examinations. Foreigners’ materials in Hong Kong and other places should have been in short supply, and prices have nearly doubled.
After sending two collectors from local counties, they have been sent to Xi and returned at noon.
"Adults and foreigners have patrolled all the city gates except Yongqing and Yongxing. Those who enter and leave the city gates are very tight, and those who are slightly suspected are reduced, so those who stay are lightly beaten and detained!"
After listening to the agent’s report on Guangzhou City, Huang Zonghan nodded with satisfaction.
"It seems that Lin Fuxiang and them have succeeded!"
Huang Zonghan thought in his heart, but he was a little worried. This time Lin Fuxiang’s move made him extremely uneasy
It was only from Baigui that he learned that Lin Fuxiang had robbed Parkes. He was worried that Lin Fuxiang was not eager to lose his head for meritorious service, but that his roots were entrusted by Baigui. Baigui had been an official in Guangdong for many years, such as Puning, Longmen, Dongguan and other counties and counties. Nanxiong Zhili Prefecture was deeply rooted in Guangdong, and Lin Fuxiang was trained by nearly 22 people in Guangdong. It is not surprising, but it would be really difficult if Lin Fuxiang colluded with Baigui secretly.
Huang Zonghan, why do you have this kind of worry? It’s not just because the officialdom has been stinking. Although there are some disgusting flatteries in writing to yourself every now and then, Huang Zonghan can see clearly that no matter who wins or loses, it will be finished in Guangdong or Qingtian Baigui.
For such a colleague, Huang Zonghan doesn’t want to have anything to do with him. It has always been a vain thing to do. He doesn’t want to involve himself when Baigui is unlucky in the future
But now it seems that there are some variables. If Lin Fuxiang has always been a Bai Guiren, then he has underestimated this governor. Since Lin Fuxiang is someone else, what about Hua Tingjie, the magistrate of Nanhai County, and Li Futai, the magistrate of Panyu County? Did Huang Zonghan know that these two county magistrates had a secret meeting with Baigui before leaving the city for training?
What is the attitude of the three squires who are also training soldiers?
These people have been encouraging him to attack the city, especially the three squires, who were dismissed by the court officials for some reason. This time, the temporary relief was taken as a straw by these people, and they were firmly grasped in their hands, not only arguing with themselves, but also pleading with the emperor to repeatedly praise "the people’s hearts are very enthusiastic."
These people can’t understand the emperor’s mind. No wonder they were dismissed. At this time, the emperor is not only worried about foreigners’ concerns about those people who are enthusiastic about the people, but also has issued an edict that "we can find a way to raise money first". But are these people not white, true or not, or are they running for Baigui?
Huang Zonghan’s imperial envoy is very white. The emperor’s enthusiasm for Guangdong people to fight against foreigners is both happy and worried. "Gentlemen’s Yong Ying can’t be held until the new governor comes to Guangdong to preside over it." The imperial envoy was sent here early not to let him run Yong Ying, but to preside over it
The emperor is also afraid that Yong ying will become a rebellion.
Huang Zonghan has been supporting and controlling the Yong ying outside the city. The so-called support also gives them an official name, but it does not allocate the official bank. Unlike Zeng Guofan, Xiang Jun, the governors of all provinces, and the official bank, the squires and local officials in Guangdong give compensation. At this time, they rely on their local influence to raise funds for reimbursement.
For example, the former Taichang Temple Shaoqing Long Yuanxi himself was a famous family in Shunde. At the beginning of the group training, he took out 12,000 yuan and raised 102,000 yuan from the Shunde squire. In just a few months, he raised 10,000 troops. This appeal is both impressive and people have to be afraid of the deep-rooted local forces in Guangdong.
Local power is strong when it comes. If there is a Bai Gui behind it, it will make Huang Zonghan quite uneasy. If these Guangdong places are twisted into a rope, let him be at home as an imperial envoy and governor of Guangdong and Guangxi?
But this time Lin Fuxiang was so brilliant that he wanted to suppress the British chieftain Parkes, but he couldn’t capture him alive. It seems that their ambush also won. Although we don’t know whether it was a big victory or a small victory, the credit is indelible. If Bai Gui catches the credit, he can’t be sure that Bai Gui can escape.
It’s not hard to say that Huang Zonghan is as honest as Harry, but he thinks he is a straight minister. He was fearless in impeaching Gui Liang, governor of Yunnan and Guizhou, and he was known to have worked as a supervisor of grain routes in Guangdong. At that time, he didn’t like the collusion of Guangdong officialdom
Guangdong is the only port where the personnel are extremely complicated and the sky is high. Long before Lin Zexu banned smoking, the emperor criticized the ministers and malpractices of the province.
Huang Zonghan, an official government official, has lost his youthful passion, but he is a little more shrewd. Although he is afraid of the connection of local forces in Guangdong, he will not face confrontation.
He felt that if we want to prevent the local power in Guangdong, Bai Gui, from forming an exclusive force, we can’t let Bai Gui get half the credit. Huang Zonghan intends to put all the credit on Lin Fuxiang.
Section 52 Back to the city
Zhu Jinglun is in a farm yard.
There are many wounded soldiers around, more than 200 people, including more than a dozen gunners who were injured in the artillery battle with foreigners alone. Four or five doctors are treating these people with small wounds, wiping them with medicinal liquor, wrapping them up, breaking bones and setting bones, and then fixing them with bamboo pieces.
The atmosphere here is not sad, and many laughs can be heard that China people are born optimists. It is also wrong to say that China people are indifferent to their peers, because China people are a nation with strong tolerance for pain.
Zhu Jinglun once heard a Japanese entrepreneur say that his favorite is China workers. Although he is a little careless, China employees are the only employees he has ever seen who can laugh in the office even when they work overtime late into the night reluctantly.
When Zhu Jinglun was in Guangzhou, he heard that foreigners talked about China people. There was a British soldier who lamented that when the city was besieged, the China people braved the gunfire and arrows of the city head to deliver arms to foreigners. The soldier said that when he saw a shell, he hit one of the coolies and was directly knocked off.
As a result, China people not only didn’t flee as they saw in African, Indian and other colonies, but immediately went back to work after a while of panic, and they could also laugh at the coolie whose head was knocked off as an unlucky ghost.