Master Yuan, start!

"Li Hongzao, didn't you resign and leave? Why are you going to the palace again today?"

Yi D's voice was heard from the Prince's chair next to the Dragon Throne.

Compared with his attitude towards other people's madness and hysteria, Yi D's attitude towards Li Hongzao was much better.

He seemed to know who Li Hongzao came for.

A change in attitude is inevitable. Yi D doesn't want to die yet, he wants to live. If there were opportunities, he would even want to hide in the foreign concession.

It’s a pity that the 1896 today is not the 1896 in history.

The power of foreigners in the capital is far less powerful than in the original time and space.

Although there were embassies of Britain, France, Russia, Germany and other countries in Dongjiaomin Lane, it did not become an "embassy area".

There are no concessions in the capital, and the nearest concession to Yi D is in Tianjin.

However, there was a large army blocking the way between Beijing and Tianjin, and he could not get through no matter what he did.

"Your Highness, Yuan Xiangcheng has asked me to present a letter of condolence. It bears not only his signature, but also the joint signatures of Britain and Germany."

"Oh, what did you say?" Yi D suppressed his uneasiness, swallowed his saliva, and asked.

"Cut off the Qing dynasty, abolish the Manchus' rule, hand over the national criminals, and appease the people of the world.

If you are unwilling to accept these conditions, the revolutionary army can take them on its own."

Silence, still silence.

Yi D was stunned, feeling a surge of anger in his heart.

After hearing these words, everyone in the hall looked at each other, wanting to say something but not daring to speak it out loud.

"Woo...Woo..."

Before Yi D could reply, his biological mother Liu Jia, who was sitting next to the eldest prince, started crying.

"Yuan Xiangcheng at least gave me a way to survive, but why would the future of our ancestors' Jiangshan Bannermen be cut off?"

"Your Highness, Your Highness, please wake up and look at the world today!"

Liu Jia was the second wife of the regent Prince Yi X who died of a serious illness. She was originally a Han Chinese with the surname Liu. She was the sister of a fifth-rank guard. Later, she was raised to a high rank and was named Liu Jia.

After Guangxu's biological mother died, Liu Jia became Guangxu's nominal mother.

After Guangxu fell into a coma, Yixuan canonized her own son Zaifeng as the eldest prince. She was also the biological mother of the eldest prince Zaifeng.

It can be said that she has the qualifications to rule the country from behind the scenes and is completely on par with Prince Yi D.

"Cry, why are you crying?"

"Shut up!"

Hearing Liu Jia's crying, Yi D was not polite at all and he became crazy again.

A loud shout frightened Liu Jia so much that she stopped sobbing immediately.

"What are you talking about the kingdom of our ancestors? I think you want to change your surname back to Liu."

You are a flag-raising idiot. When is it your turn as a Han Chinese woman to interfere in national affairs?

You're ruining the situation and disturbing people's hearts in public, I'll chop you off!"

Before everyone in the hall could come to their senses, they saw Yi D, as if he had gone mad, drawing the sword of a guard beside him and slashing at Liu Jia head-on.

"what!"

Liu Jia screamed in pain and was chopped to the ground.

"Eniang!"

The eldest prince, who had been standing nearby, was furious when he saw his biological mother being chopped to pieces.

The 14-year-old boy also drew out the sword of the guard beside him and slashed at Yi D while shouting.

"You son of a bitch, you've taken my place and now you've injured my mother.

I'll chop you to death!"

Seeing the two fighting, the princes and the others finally reacted and ran up to stop Yi D and the eldest prince to prevent the situation from getting worse.

"Big brother, take your mother to see the imperial physician!"

Shi Duo shouted at the eldest prince, and only then did he come to his senses. He hurriedly put down the sword in his hand, and ran out of the hall with the guards holding Liu Jia, and rushed to the Imperial Hospital in the dark night.

The Prince Regent is crazy, Yi D is crazy!

Seeing Yi D waving a steel knife around, this sentence came to everyone's mind.

Candlelight flickered in the night breeze in the hall, and the meeting in the Hall of Supreme Harmony was forced to stop under such circumstances.

The Manchu princes and nobles in the Forbidden City did not have the opportunity to hold a second meeting in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Because Yuan Shikai has arrived in Beijing.

Chapter 307: The Republic Flag Flies High and Receives Red Envelopes First

1896 3 Month 21 Day.

In the early morning, as the sun rose, Yuan Shikai, along with a group of senior members of the Red Confucian Society and the National Revolutionary Army, slowly entered the city.

He was greeted by the excited people of the capital.

Whether it was an old Han man who had just run away from home, a new Han man who had just changed his surname, or an official in the imperial court who had been idle for many days.

Wen Zhong! :楞=溜一￥Luwu hundreds of officials, all from all walks of life, want to see what new and different ideas Yuan Xiangcheng has under the banner of the Han people.

Yan Huiqing, the newly appointed instructor of the Imperial University of Peking, specially asked someone to borrow a Western camera from the Shuntian Times printing office in order to record this unique moment.

Everyone, everyone gathered outside Zhengyang Gate, was looking forward to Yuan Xiangcheng returning to the capital and revitalizing the city.

252 years, 252 years!

252 years after Emperor Chongzhen hanged himself on Coal Hill, this first city in East Asia, built by Han craftsmen, finally welcomed the royal army again under the banner of the Han people.

Passing the Zhengyang Gate, everyone's eyes were focused on the figure in the lead.

He has a short and slender body and strong arms.

In front of the group of soldiers, there was a man wearing a blue coat, a round military cap with a yellow five-pointed star badge on it, and a bunch of red tassels hanging from the crown of the cap.

If it’s not Yuan Xiangcheng, who else could it be?

He walked out of the shadow of the city gate and saw the crowd of people in the capital watching him. He took off his military cap, revealing his thick, short black hair.

"The royal army has arrived, fellow countrymen, you can rest assured!"

Facing the excited eyes of the people in front of him, Yuan Xiangcheng bowed deeply.

"Compatriots!"

"Master Yuan calls me a compatriot!"

Compared with words like common people, common people, and the general public, these words have a sense of alienation and are superior.

Fellow countrymen give people a feeling that blood is thicker than water and they are as close as one body.

This word, which was only popular among scholars and had not yet spread widely among ordinary people, was deeply engraved in the minds of the people in the capital through Yuan Xiangcheng's mouth.

Then he put on his military cap with his back hand, held his head high and chest out, and walked towards the Forbidden City under the admiring gaze of the people around him.

...

Yuan Shikai led his army into Beijing!

Some of the Eight Bannermen, who had been keeping an eye on Yuan Xiangcheng's movements, also received the news. %san!

However, they did not choose to pay homage to the Han people's "royal teacher", nor did they think of becoming Jing Ke and carrying out an assassination.

There are at least thousands of revolutionary soldiers armed with live ammunition around Yuan Xiangcheng. What's the difference between assassinating him now and seeking death?

Among the Bannermen, there are many who boast that they can walk through swords and fry in boiling water without blinking an eye.

But when something happens, how many people dare to really do it?

Last night, after Prince Yi D went mad, the palace was in chaos.

The eunuchs and palace maids also knew that the Qing Dynasty was doomed and were unwilling to hang on a tree and wait for death.

So, when the guards at the gate were transferred here and there by the princes and ministers and neglected to guard the palace gate, more than a hundred people took advantage of the chaos to escape.

By the way, the news that the Prince Regent and the eldest prince drew their swords and attacked each other spread throughout the inner city.

At night, after hearing the news, some bannermen staggered to the Taimiao southeast of the Meridian Gate without even stroking their hair, and knelt in front of the Taimiao.

After sunrise, more and more diehard Bannermen came out of their homes with red eyes.

Before Yuan Shikai led his army to approach the Forbidden City, they gathered dejectedly towards the Taimiao in the south of the Forbidden City.

After a while, more and more bannermen gathered outside the Taimiao.

"Holy Ancestor!"

Someone suddenly howled, and then fell to his knees on the bluestone floor with a thump.

They all cried and wailed as if they had lost their parents, as if if they cried to their ancestors in the Taimiao, the Qing Dynasty would be able to revive and recover.

The bannermen who cried in the temple knelt all the way from the Taimiao to the East and West Yanchi Towers in front of the Wumen Gate.

The area over 500 meters was filled with bannermen who were unwilling to cut their braids and change their surnames.

Not far away, the Han people who were watching the excitement in the capital gathered in front of the Qijinshui River, pointing and talking at the weeping bannermen.

These people lived in the inner city, far from Zhengyang Gate, so they did not go to greet Yuan Xiangcheng.

They had intended to wait for Yuan Shikai's arrival outside the Forbidden City, but unexpectedly, they saw the Manchus looking so cowardly.

Anyone with a discerning eye knew that the Qing Dynasty was already terminally ill and beyond cure.

Why do you have time to cry here? What were you doing before?

When he was carrying the bird cage, he didn't think about his ancestors. Instead, he started to think about the fall of his country.

It would be better to think about what you should do after the Qing Dynasty is gone.

Since ancient times, changes of dynasties have always been accompanied by the settlement of the remnants of the previous dynasty.

Even though Yuan Shikai did not seem to be killing innocent people, his life could be saved, but his money would probably be lost.