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    Chapter 367 The restless prelude

    "Hey, isn't this Qibele? How"

    "Hush! You're going to die. You don't want to see who is in charge of the world now. Are you afraid of getting shot when you shout?"

    "What the heck are you afraid of? This is Southern Manchuria, and the Japanese are afraid of the ball!"

    The rare sunshine brought the Lushun Fortress back to life. As two divisions of the National Defense Force were stationed in Fengtian City in the north, the number of patrol police and soldiers in Lushun, the most important base camp of the Japanese army in southern Manchuria, also began to increase.

    After the fall of Beiyang, a large number of bannermen began to withdraw from the Beijing-Tianjin area to Southern Manchuria. Most of them chose the stable Lushun, and a small number went to Tonghua, Liaoyang and other places to make a living. But how could these nobles who were accustomed to cockfighting and lackeys know how to run a business?  Tao said, after half a year of hard work, it simply stopped. The better-off family relied on the old foundation to live freely, while the poorer ones could only be reduced to beggars and homeless people.

    Hengji Tea House is one of the places where the Bannermen gather together. What is strange is that there are many Bannerman soldiers armed with all kinds of long spears and short blunderbuss, and the Japanese patrols cannot seem to see these people. There are often many Bannerman soldiers among them.  Japanese ronin wearing kimonos and wooden clogs holding Japanese swords, arms around each other unscrupulously.

    Although the banner people withdrew from the Central Plains, their habit of talking about national affairs has not changed. The old and young all turned to the domestic current situation within a few words of their mouths, as if they were still their masters and commented on the government of the Republic of China.

    A reasonably well-dressed bannerman spoke loudly with a mouth full of Beijing movies, as if he had turned into a storyteller at Caishikou: "You don't know, the customs are now being ruined by those southern barbarians. A few of them have nothing to say."  Mao's lackeys Yang Qiu were searching the country in Henan and Shaanxi. Thousands of gentry were killed alone, and countless others were arrested. They also carried out what was called land reform, and robbed the gentry's fields and gave them to Mud Legs.  Son, tell mewhat does this mean? All the rules that our ancestors left behind are gone."

    ¡°That¡¯s not right, didn¡¯t you say that those killed were all bandits?¡±

    At the sound of doubts, the bannerman immediately took a sip: "Bah! Bullshit bandits. When our emperor was in charge, Henan was still fine. Even if there were bandits, they only had 1,800 people. How could it be that when Nanmanzi was in charge, there were tens of thousands of them all at once?"  How many people are there? It can be seen that these Southern Barbarians are really unpopular, and everyone is still thinking about our Emperor."

    "It's a pity. Now they are so powerful that we can't do anything about it."

    "What does it mean to be too powerful but unable to do anything? No matter how powerful it is, it can be bigger than Japan? I heard that Yang Qiu is going to change Beijing and Tianjin into municipalities. I think he is going to attack the emperor! We can't be cowardly this time.  Isn¡¯t Prince Su in Lushun? Let¡¯s go find him first and think of ways to invite the emperor to come to Southern Manchuria. We can¡¯t let the Southern barbarians harm us!¡± This bannerman was frothing at the mouth, and he was showing signs of restoring his country. Hearing this, a short man in the corner heard  The middle-aged man frowned and heard the bannerman continue to say in a loud voice: "As the saying goes, a snake can't do without a head. As long as we can invite the emperor, we will be justified. If the emperor comes, we will be the first to lead the emperor's horse. There is no ambiguity.  .¡±

    Someone in the corner echoed: "You're right, our ancestors could follow the dragon here, why can't they do it in our generation? I don't know about others, but my blood is still hot. Now Yuan Shikai has also fallen and returned to Zhangde to recuperate.  , I think he has only a few days to live. Once he dies, those Nanbarbarians will definitely cancel the treatment given to the emperor. If this is changed to some bullshit municipality, they may have to invade the Forbidden City, so we should invite the emperor back immediately to avoid it.  At the hands of that evil thief Yang Qiu."

    The middle-aged man¡¯s brows were deeper. The words of this bannerman obviously had political purposes. It was obvious that they were instigated by someone else. Moreover, most of the bannermen around him looked moved and nodded.  This is not surprising. Nowadays, the lives of these Manchurian bannermen are getting worse and worse. Many of them have not had enough to eat, and they are almost becoming refugees. The worse their lives are, the more dissatisfied they are. So easily inciting them can bring back memories of the past.  Spread all your anger on the Chinese government.

    The middle-aged man who had just returned from Shanghai felt sad when he saw these Manchu bannermen talking about the restoration of the country and Japan's support. Originally, he wanted to wait for the Republic of China to become more powerful in a few years and find ways to build relations and cooperate to restore the country, but  It seems that the Japanese have already set out to split South Manchuria. If South Manchuria really rebels with Japan's support, I am afraid that the entire Northeast will be slowly controlled by Japan, and there will be no hope of rejuvenation for their country.

    Thinking of this, he no longer wanted to watch this farce that was obviously planned by someone. He stood up, dropped a dollar and was about to leave. However, before he could get up, he was grabbed by the waiter: "Sir, we don't accept this kind of paper."

    Flower paper?  The short middle-aged man was slightly startled, then picked up the money on the table and waved it: "These are RMB banknotes issued by your country's central government. Why don't you accept them?"

    At the beginning of the founding of Southwest China, Yang Qiu specially sent people to Switzerland to find the best technicians to carve two banknote engraving plates. One was in the Central Bank and the other was in the secret government treasury. In addition, the data machine contained special ink for coinage.  and synthetic paperWith advanced technology and excellent anti-counterfeiting capabilities, it was quickly identified as the central currency and quickly began to circulate across the country. However, this brightly colored banknote was deliberately boycotted in Southern Manchuria, and there were even cases where people were beaten after collecting money.  It's a matter of death, so how dare the young man accept it? He quickly waved his hand and said: "Sir, it's just a matter of a few cents, so don't embarrass me."

    The middle-aged man didn't mean to embarrass the young man. It was just that he had just returned from Shanghai and all the silver coins around him were used up. He only had a dozen RMB banknotes. The young man refused to accept them, and the middle-aged man couldn't take out the silver coins, so the quarrel gradually started.  , someone among the surrounding bannermen immediately recognized the middle-aged man's accent, and cursed: "***, a Korean barbarian dares to come here to eat the King's meal, I think he doesn't want to live anymore."

    "Ha ha"

    When the bannermen and ronin around heard that he was a Korean, they all started to yell and laugh. In the past, these men might have thrown away a few taels of silver just to keep themselves clean, but now they are living a good life.  Those who stammered were still willing to meddle in such nosy matters, so they all looked at it as a joke.

    The middle-aged man's face turned green and white. If the declining Manchus were already second-class citizens of the Republic of China, then the Koreans were not even third-class citizens in their eyes. Even the little boy raised his voice when he learned that he was a Korean.  There is a tendency to send them to the Japanese police station if they don't pay.

    At this moment, a handsome young man dressed as a bannerman suddenly stood up, flicked his finger and a shining silver ball flew towards the boy. The boy was still a little doubtful after catching it. Now there is also the bannerman.  How can the master have such courage to throw away a silver ocean for a few coppers?

    "Made, whose family's prodigal son is this?"

    "Yes, a piece of ocean is enough to smoke several packs of cigarettes."

    "Huh? Looking at his clothes, he looks a bit like Lord Belle from Prince Qing's Mansion."

    "Fuck you, Prince Qing's family has Beizi."

    The young bannerman ignored the speculations around him and stood up and walked out on his own. The middle-aged man felt that he should say thank you for relieving himself, so he quickly chased him out of the teahouse: "This  Where does Baile live? I'll exchange it for silver dollars and I'll return it."

    The middle-aged man originally wanted to call him brother, but seeing that this young man was either rich or noble, and that he himself was from a poor background and was the lowest-ranking Korean, he changed his name to another one, but the young man was stunned and laughed.  : "Sir, you are wrong. I, Wu Rui, often travel between Fengtian and Lushun to do business, so I got dressed like a bannerman. But don't you know, sir, that people are not accepted here?"

    "Sir, I don't dare to accept it." The middle-aged man bent down and thanked: "I asked Chai Chao to go first. I forgot to leave a few behind after I went to Shanghai."

    Chaoxian, the confidant general of Hong Beomtu, the North Korean peasant rebel army, has control of the rebel army's money and food Wu Rui's eyes flashed with a smile, and all the information about this person immediately appeared in his mind, but he did not expose the other party's information.  His real identity was that he and I started chatting about business: "What kind of business does Mr. Che do?"

    "Korean ginseng." Chai Xian didn't know that Wu Rui had already known his details, so he took out two high-quality Korean ginsengs from his bag to give to him. Wu Rui also pretended to be interested in the ginseng trade.  , the two suddenly became more and more speculative. When they heard that there was a batch of high-quality Korean ginseng in the driveway for sale, they immediately said without losing the opportunity: "There is no market for Korean ginseng in the north. If it is shipped to Nanyang it would be good."  ." He deliberately thought about it and then said: "If Mr. Che is all this kind of guy, I'll offer 6 no, 70,000! How about buying them all?"

    Chao Xian went to Shanghai just to sell this batch of Korean ginseng at a good price. Unfortunately, North Koreans are worse than dogs nowadays. After learning that he was a North Korean, the merchants lowered the price very low. Seeing that they could not complete what Hong Beomtu told him,  Things were in a hurry, but I didn't expect to meet Wu Rui.  The price of 70,000 is already very good, but after all, we just met him.  Although tens of thousands of dollars is nothing in the eyes of big businessmen, it is too important to the rebels who are already at the end of their rope, so he dare not make any mistakes and express his willingness to sell and even get a few thousand dollars off, but he has to  Get cash instantly.

    Wu Rui knew the importance of this item, so why did he do this: "tens of thousands of yuan is not much, but brother, I just bought a batch of goods from Fengtian and I really can't get it together in a while."

    Chai Xian saw that he could not afford so much money at once, and was a little disappointed. Just as he was about to leave, Wu Rui pretended to want to do this deal, pulled him to sit down and took two steps away, then gritted his teeth and said, "Let's do this. I'll go first."  Pay 30,000 yuan, and the rest If you don't worry, sir, I have 500 water-linked pearls and a mountain cannon over there in Changchun. I will mortgage them to you first and wait for half a month to collect the money. I will redeem them.  how?"

    Lane's eyelids twitched twice at first. It was not unusual for Wu Rui to exchange 500 Russian rifles for Korean ginseng. Bandits were rampant in the Northeast. Guns here were comparable to silver and other hard currencies, but mountain cannons!  Although the Northeast is overrun with guns, Japan and Russia not only ignore it, but also export a lot of it, hoping to get more and more chaotic.Okay, but the control over artillery is very strict Could it be that this Wu Rui has something to do with China?

    Seeing his gleaming eyes, Wu Rui knew that the more he concealed himself, the more suspicious he would be: "Mr. Che, there is no need to doubt that I have nothing to do with the Chinese and Japanese armies. I am a member of the Poor Party (the Bolshevik name among the people in the Northeast)."

    "Poor party!"

    If it weren't for these years of experience, the lane would have almost jumped. The Russian Poor Party is well-known in the north. I heard that they are also very powerful in Russia. In the early years, they launched a national uprising and almost overthrew the Tsarist Russian government. However,  It seems that we have encountered some trouble recently, and hundreds of people were killed by General Bai Mao.  But no matter what, they are very powerful in this area. Even the Youth Association where martyr An Zhonggen belonged has received their support. If I can also build a relationship

    Chai Xiang was a little lost in thought

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