Chapter 122 Special Forces
Chapter 122 Special Forces
When Shao Quanzhong arrived, Tian Xing had been beaten so hard that his buttocks and head were swollen and he looked in a miserable state.
Seeing Shao Quanzhong coming with the pistol platoon, Tian Xing was not grateful at all, "Second brother, you don't have to worry about this."
Shao Quanzhong was puzzled. His elder brother seemed to be in the wrong. Did he go to Mingyue Tower to visit a brothel without paying, or did he harm someone's daughter and not take responsibility?
Seeing the people chasing Tian Xing, Shao Quanzhong understood something and waved to Zhang Siwen, "Tell the guards to go out and stop making a fuss. It's nothing serious."
The one chasing Tian Xing was an old man with a white beard. He looked to be at least seventy years old, if not eighty.
The old man looked like a martial artist, but his movements were not very fast. He chased Tian Xing with a cane. Tian Xing just protected his face and did not dare to dodge.
Chinese martial arts is essentially a form of fighting. There is no such thing as a young man who can’t beat an old man after decades of practice and full of energy. It is true that a young man is better than a strong man, and a master can be defeated by a random punch.
The old man was wearing a Taoist robe. Seeing Tian Xing shivering, Shao Quanzhong guessed that the old man was most likely his senior in the sect, very likely his master. It wasn't that he couldn't beat him, but that he didn't dare to fight.
We can't let the old man keep fighting like this. This is the base of the Huai Army. People come to attack us every now and then. It would be a huge loss of face if this got out.
Shao Quanzhong smiled widely, "Calm down, old man. My elder brother has done something wrong. I will punish him with military law. It depends on the severity of the crime. I will put him in solitary confinement or beat him with a military stick. It would be too tiring for you to beat him yourself, wouldn't it?"
The old Taoist glanced at Shao Quanzhong and said, "Are you the traitor Shao Quanzhong who drowned 4,000 Taiping soldiers at one time and cut off 1,000 heads to offer to the Tartars? Use the heads of Chinese men to dye your hat. I won't talk to such a national scum."
Tian Xing was afraid that the old man would scold Shao Quanzhong and that Shao Quanzhong would really have people shoot him, which would be disastrous, so he quickly interrupted, "Master, Master, there is another hidden story. The 4,000 Taiping soldiers are not dead."
The old man glared, "Those thousand heads must be real, right? Humph, you've become sworn brothers with the Tartar's high officials, do you think you've made it? From now on, we'll sever our ties, and I won't have you as my apprentice!"
Shao Quanzhong had no way of arguing about the one thousand heads. Of course, three hundred of them were drowned by the flood, and another seven hundred were killed by the Taiping Army during the charge, while the Huai Army was purely on the defensive.
But if you fight against the Taiping Army, you will definitely be a running dog of the Tartars and there is no way you can wash it off.
Shao Quanzhong understood and sneered, this old man just deserves to be criticized.
"Old man, let me ask you a question. Do you think that if the Taiping Army took over the country, it would be better than the Tartar court?"
The old man's white beard curled up, "The Han court is always better than the Tartar court."
Shao Quanzhong slammed the table and said, "No! Zhao Gou is still a Han Chinese. Do you think he is a good person to be a puppet emperor?"
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The old man opened his mouth to say something, but remained silent.
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The old man continued to be silent.
"The Heavenly Kingdom makes its soldiers suffer. They are not allowed to have private property. Soldiers with more than five taels of silver will be beheaded. The two bastards Hong Renfa and Hong Renda emptied the treasury and no one dared to stop them. Do you think such a Heavenly Kingdom can afford the heavy responsibility of expelling the Tartars and restoring China?"
The old man looked ashamed, his head lowered, and suddenly he figured it out, raised his head sharply, "Shao Quanzhong, what are you talking about? Drive out the Tartars and restore China? Aren't you a high-ranking official of the Tartars?" Tian Xing hurriedly explained to his second brother, "Zhao Kuangyin was a high-ranking official of the Later Zhou Dynasty. People with ability all build high walls, store up grain, and slowly claim to be kings, Master."
The old Taoist looked suspicious and said to Tian Xing, "So, I wrongly accused you and beat you up?"
Tian Xing knelt down quickly. "Master, you have raised me and passed on your skills to me. It is not wrong for you to blame me. But my second brother is wronged."
The old Taoist priest quickly came to Shao Quanzhong and grabbed him by the collar. "In front of our ancestors, confirm with me that you really want to restore China?"
Even though the old man couldn't catch up with Tian Xing, he had practiced Tiyunzong for decades and was a master of parkour. Although he couldn't raise his right instep three feet by stepping on his left toe, he could easily surprise Shao Quanzhong who had never practiced martial arts.
Shao Quanzhong said righteously, "I promised my wife that when I rule the country in the future, I will go to the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum to offer sacrifices and comfort my ancestors. I will never forget this oath."
In fact, Shao Quanzhong was not so sure whether he had to overthrow the Qing Dynasty. He planned to push Mr. Qiao into the Military Affairs Council and make him a loyal minister of the Qing Dynasty. He had not yet thought about the future.
But at least he must be in power, and no one can stop him. Even if he is a powerful official in the Qing Dynasty, as a Han Chinese, I am usurping the throne if I go to worship the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor. Who can do anything to me?
In fact, Rong Hui and Rong Hong really didn’t care whether he became the emperor of the Han people.
This father and daughter are obsessed with China's industrialization and becoming a first-class power. Even if the Qing emperor suddenly wants to do so, they both support it. This is different from the fierce debate between Tian Xing and his apprentice about China and the barbarians. At least Shao Quanzhong did not lie to his wife.
Shao Quanzhong himself was born into a warlord family and did not have such noble pursuits. One of his wishes was to gain power and take revenge, and the other was to dominate the government and the country. These two wishes were consistent, and he did not have the motivation to overthrow the Qing Dynasty.
If the Manchus really had to be driven away in the future, it would not be Shao Quanzhong's own will, but depended on the collective will of his subordinates. In order to quickly climb up the ladder, Shao Quanzhong accepted people from all sides, and he had no idea what choices his subordinates would make in the future.
Anyway, his prestige in the future will be unquestionable. If everyone wants me to be Cao Cao, I will be Cao Cao. If everyone wants me to be emperor, I will be emperor. I don’t care about being the president, the commander-in-chief of the army and navy, or the actual power.
Shao Quanzhong was very good at speaking differently to different people. When the old man heard about the sacrifice to the emperor's mausoleum, he believed his lies.
Otherwise, it would be very easy to let the personal guards kill this traitor.
Tian Xing pulled the old man into his room again and told him in detail about Yang Fuqing's going to the United States as a mercenary under an assumed name. The old man slapped his forehead and said, "I almost wrongly blamed a good man."
He glanced at Shao Quanzhong who followed him in, "Let me put it this way. I still have some reputation in the martial arts world. Several of your fellow apprentices and their friends are now wandering around the martial arts world, doing good deeds. I will write a few letters, and you can recruit them to help you. Going to the battlefield and firing guns is useless, but being a scout is definitely a hundred times better than those hooligans and ruffians you trained."
"Thank you, Master."
Shao Quanzhong was overjoyed. It would be a pity for such a small team composed of martial arts masters to be scouts. They could just be my "Guillotines" and "Assassins".
What? The Guillotines are just a legend, not real? But with a group of martial arts masters who are proficient in parkour and good at jumping over roofs and ridges, Shao Quanzhong can make it real.
"Report! Eunuch Lu from the Imperial Palace is here to announce the decree again."
It seems that I really got the reward this time.
Sorry, this chapter was delayed due to risk blocking. The two paragraphs not displayed are irrelevant.
(End of this chapter)