Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

The storage palace was the luckiest place for Ci Xi. Here, he gave birth to Zai Chun, and gave birth to his only son.

This place had always been Ci Xi's favorite place, and also the place where he thought his luck was the most prosperous. She had once invited a hidden master over to take a look at feng shui, and this storage palace was his, Ci Xi's, land.

Unfortunately, even if it was a land calculated by a master, it wouldn't be able to suppress the anger in her heart. Even if a seedling was born in storage palace, the precious porcelain that was raised here was smashed to pieces. Four noble eighth brothers were strangled alive, and four young eunuchs and palace maids were beaten to a bloody pulp.

Although Li Lianying was the empress dowager's trusted aide, she was far inferior to An Dehai in Ci Xi's eyes. If An Dehai dared to go up and persuade him in such a furious situation, he, Li Lianying, would not dare.

All the old people in the palace knew clearly that An Dehai was not a eunuch from the start. He was the empress dowager's male pet, while he, Li Lianying, was an eunuch who had entered the palace while he admitted that he was inferior to An Dehai in terms of the empress dowager's influence.

Unfortunately, An Dehai still died at Xiao Letian's hands in the end. Li Lianying had been woken up by nightmares countless of times and An Dehai, who had been beheaded in his dreams, had cried and complained to him.

"Little Li …" Don't learn from me! There are no eunuchs guarding Great Qing Dynasty. If I accept this job, it would be courting death … "You're courting death!"

Li Lianying who was kneeling outside the storage palace felt goosebumps all over her body whenever she thought about the dream she had the night before. It was as if she was entangled with An Dehai's vengeful spirit.

"This Forbidden City really has a ghost. Tomorrow, hurry up and send a hundred taels of joss sticks to the Yonghe Palace …"

Just as he was muttering, he heard a loud roar from the hall, "Passing through the Prince Kung to meet you!" "No, no, no. Invite him in …"

Li Lianying was waiting for the chance to leave Ci Xi's side. Upon hearing about this mission, she immediately kowtowed and received the order. This servant will do it right away! " With that, he ran off like a wisp of smoke.

Ci Xi's anger was just an expression of helplessness. Now, not only her, even the entire Qing Dynasty was dumbfounded.

What did humans fear the most? It's not your enemy, nor is it a tiger lion. What humans fear is only what they don't understand.

Why are humans afraid of ghosts? This was because humans did not know what ghosts and deities were like, nor did they know the rules of the Ghost World. They did not know this, so they were afraid.

Sometimes, people were not afraid of evil people, but they were afraid of lunatics. Why was this the case? Since lunatics have no rules, you can find rules when interacting with the underworld, allowing them to live in peace. But can you judge the inner rules of lunatics?

Because he did not understand, because he did not understand, that was why he was so afraid.

The entire Beijing was enveloped by a baffling atmosphere. Those Eight Flag idler s who were yelling and cheering in the taverns and teahouses all sighed, and their voices were lowered by an octave.

"Aiyo, Yellow Lord you are lucky …"

"Lucky my ass, then why would I have the mood to drink tea and eat rotten meat noodles?" Heaven knows when our crops will stop, since the Old Ancestor's territory has already been established, what else do we have to live for! "

"How boring. How boring. I really don't want to live anymore!" At this point, the eight banner men's tears rolled down their cheeks.

One person cried, but the other didn't! In the entire teahouse, all of the men of the Eight Banners were crying. It seemed that the matter of the Far East building a country had been a huge blow to them.

The owner of the teahouse didn't dare to say a word. The waiter only knew how to poke the stove and add coal. He pretended that he didn't exist and no one dared to touch him.

However, there were always some retards who were ignorant. One of them, a small Chinese boss, spat out a mouthful of tea and whispered, "What's there to cry about?" I stole the land from the Russian's hands, it has nothing to do with the Great Qing … "

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a crisp slap. "Say it again …" After the teacup was broken, the Yellow Lord was infuriated. He shouted angrily at the bold Han Chinese, "You dog slave, how dare you! "How dare you be disrespectful to our country …"

Yellow Lord rushed forward crazily as if he was possessed by his ancestor, and with a single punch, he beat the bold merchant Han to the ground. "You dog, have you lived a peaceful life for too long?"

"Our Manchu protects your Han people for two hundred years, and you don't remember our kindness at all?"

"The saints of the past have been worrying themselves to death for this world. Without our ancestors, why would the Han people want to live a peaceful life? "If it's worthless, then you have to die …"

The teahouse in the capital was originally the place where the Manchu resided, so the Chinese did not have much presence here. Even if it did exist, it would only be served by the boss and the waiters.

Furthermore, this was still the Manchu's territory. Who would dare disobey when the Manchu fought against the Han Chinese? In the end, the teahouse staff watched as six or seven Eight Flag idler s ganged up on that Chinese merchant, but in the end, not a single one dared to do so.

"Pay the bill, boss, we will pay the bill …" The unrelated Chinese people quickly took out their money and ran outside, afraid of losing their money.

The boss was at a loss of what to do, "Oh my god!" Masters! Calm down, calm down, I have good tea to serve the men! "Stop hitting him, don't ever do it again, if you keep on doing it he'll die …"

"If someone dies, so be it!" Beating up a worthless slave was nothing! This is the name I earned by killing a city's Han people. I don't need your life right now! "

"Speak!" Do you remember how good our dynasty is? Do you remember the kindness of our Manchu!? "

"I understand …" I remember, I remember the kindness of the Eight Banner men, thank you for giving me peace … Wu wu wu … "Don't hit me, men. I was wrong, I'll set the wine to apologize, I'll slap myself in the face …"

Hot tears rolled down the cheeks of the ganged up Chinese merchant as he slapped his own mouth, "I'm a pig, my stinky mouth should be ripped!" Without the Great Qing, we Chinese would never have a good life, wuwuwu … "

"I don't have a conscience, why can't I remember you, Master Manchu? Without the previous Holy Lords, we Han Chinese would have died long ago... "Uncle, stop hitting me, there's money here, go drink with me, I know my wrongs …"

Taking out the last 50 silver coins from his pocket, the angry Eight Flag Masters finally let him go. When the Chinese merchants stumbled out of the teahouse and ran to the pharmacy, the doctor sitting in the hall knew that at least 3 of his ribs were broken.

Once they found out the reason, the staff of the Medicine Department couldn't help but chant, "Amitabha!" "My lord, you have really picked up your life. Recently, this banner holder has been too crazy. Each of them was too cruel and merciless, looking for trouble with the Han Chinese. In the future, you must avoid them …"

The hateful Han Shang bit onto his words and said softly, "Damn it, I can't stay in the Beijing anymore. When I'm better, I'll go and live in the Ryukyu!" F * ck, I won't be this angry anymore … "

While the medicine store was filled with sighs, the elders in the teahouse were holding silver taels and preparing to drink, feeling unhappy.

Beating someone up felt good for a moment, but it could not solve the underlying problem. Yellow Lord looked at the money in his hands and suddenly felt sad.

"Wuwuwu …" What are we doing? Is it interesting? Even if that brat was beaten to death, that piece of land in the Far East would never be able to return … I can't accept this! "

"Wuwuwu …" Our Manchu is suffering! He was worried about the Han people and gave them peaceful days. In the end, they still wanted to kill us and rob us of our territory … They are all nothing! "

The whole teahouse was filled with grief, but everyone had forgotten that these two hundred years were actually the work of the Han people to raise them. It was because the Han people had to endure humiliation in exchange for this so-called peaceful and prosperous world.