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Chapter one hundred and sixty-five

After hearing the guards' words, Wen Han asked in surprise: "Ronglu? Who is this person?"

Blombul shrugged and said, "No need to ask, it must be Wu Jianzhang, Shanghai Road. It seems that he is the only Qing officials who can speak English."

Mashali frowned and said, "Two ministers, I still think we should help our poor Taoist Master. After all, he has given us a lot of benefits in Shanghai, hasn't he?"

Wu Jianzhang, named Tianxian, named Daopu, nicknamed Ashuang, was named Wu Tianyuan when he was doing business in Guangdong. Foreigners called him Shuanggong. He was from Cuiwei Township, Xiangshan, Guangdong. He was born in a humble family. He used chicken sales in Macau, Guangzhou and other places in his early years. People in the market called chicken sales. He opened Tongshunxing to do business in Guangzhou in 1832. In 1839, he participated in the discussion with foreign companies about the problem of banning opium entrances. After Guangzhou opened its port in 1843, he operated tea trade and accumulated.

He invested heavily in Qichang Foreign Company with the Americans and became one of the seven major shareholders of the bank. In about 1845, he went to Shanghai to operate opium smuggling, tea trade, pawning industry, etc. to expand his business, and also donated funds to be appointed as a replacement. After becoming Susong Taidao in 1848, because he was fluent in English and familiar with foreigners, he was considered a "talent of Tongyi" by the Qing court and the British and American consuls. In the same year, he promised Britain to expand the concession and promised the United States to open a concession in Hongkou.

Wen Han and Blombul looked at each other. Both of them knew the relationship between Wu Jianzhang and the Americans. Mashali seemed to be more like helping the Qing Dynasty. He was extremely enthusiastic about Wu Jianzhang's proposal to help and suppress him. Wen Han touched his chin and smiled: "We have seen Wu Jianzhang who can speak English. Have you ever seen other Qing officials who can speak English?"

Mashali and Blombul shook their heads together, Wenhan nodded and said, "Okay, let's meet this Ronglu, Ronglu? I haven't heard of this name."

The guards turned around and walked in after a while with four Qing officials. They were all dressed in ordinary Qing military officers. One of them was only sixteen or seventeen years old. They looked very young, but their eyes were cold and perverse.

Mashali looked at Wu Jianzhang and did not know any of the four people, and couldn't help but feel disappointed. Lord Wenhan was also surprised. He had never seen any of these four Qing officials before. I wonder what would happen to them?

The young Qing military officer walked up, a smile appeared on his cold face, and he stepped forward and bowed, "My name is Ronglu, I am the imperial guard from the Forbidden City. I wonder which one is Lord Wenhan?"

Na Ronglu spoke fluent English. Apart from Blombul, Masali and Wenhan understood it. Wenhan walked forward with a little surprise and said, "I am Lord Wenhan, the imperial guard? Is he the guard of the emperor?"

Ronglu nodded and said, "That's right, Lord Wenhan, all of us are all."

Mashali exclaimed, "The Emperor's Guard? Oh my God, why did you come to Shanghai? Could it be that the Emperor has figured it out? Want to meet me in person? Can I go to Beijing to submit my national letter in person?"

Ronglu's expression replied to the cold, frowned and looked at the thin Marshali, and asked, "I wonder who this person is?"

Masali stood up and stretched out her right hand to shake hands with Ronglu, and said, "My name is Masali, and she is the plenipotentiary of the United States to China."

Ronglu said oh, reached out and shook Masali and said, "I'm very happy to see you, Your Excellency Minister, we are here in Shanghai to handle other affairs and diplomatic matters. You should find the Governor of Liangjiang or the Minister of Trade in Wukou."

Masali was very disappointed. He waved his head and said, "Damn it, you all push and push like this, do you know? I have met Ye Mingchen, the Minister of Trade in Wukou, and made a request. He asked me to find the Governor of Liangjiang. I went to Shanghai to find the new Governor of Liangjiang Yiliang, but he asked me to go back to find Ye Mingchen. Do you Chinese really don't want to contact the outside country?"

Ronglu said calmly: "I'm sorry, Minister, this matter is not within my responsibilities, but I may be able to bring your words back, and the final result will not be controlled by me."

Mashali's eyes lit up and said, "Really? Yes, you are the guard of the Great Emperor, and you must have a way to talk to him. Our United States of America wants to establish diplomatic relations with China. On behalf of the United States, I want to go to Beijing to meet the Great Emperor and submit my letter of state in person."

Where could Ronglu talk to Emperor Xianfeng? But he still said without changing his face: "I can give it a try."

Masali was very surprised, while Wen Han frowned. He knew that the Qing officials were all the same. Britain had not been able to reach a request from the minister to Beijing to meet the emperor and submit a letter of state for so many years. Can this young man in front of him do it? Wen Han was very suspicious.

After listening to the translator's words, Blombul stood up and introduced them. Ronglu was stunned. It was a coincidence that the ministers of the United States, Britain and France were all there.

Wenhan asked everyone to sit down. Except for Ronglu, the other three Qing military officers seemed very reserved and were curious about the sofa, piano and furniture in the reception room. The Indian servants in the embassy brought coffee to the dead. Ronglu took a few sips and looked calm, but after the other three people drank the coffee, the expression on their faces was very painful.

Wen Han coughed lightly, held back his smile and said, "Don't you know what's wrong with Mr. Ronglu?"

Ronglu put down his cup and said, "I came here to borrow troops from the three ministers."

Upon hearing this, Wenhan and Bloombur shook their heads together. Wenhan frowned and said, "I'm sorry, there is a command in our country that Britain remains neutral in the civil war in China. We can't do anything about using troops to deal with the rebels."

Blombul nodded, but only Mashali didn't say anything. Ronglu's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Your Majesty the Great Emperor sent me not to deal with the Changmao rebels in Nanjing, but to the rebels in Shanghai."

Wen Han and others were stunned. Mashali frowned and said, "Mr. Ronglu, your emperor wants you to deal with local unrest. You should go to Shanghai Road Wu Jianzhang and ask Wu's yamen to send troops. You seem to have found the wrong place."

Ronglu still sat upright and said calmly: "I'm not wrong, Minister Masali, I think you should know Wu Daotai's origin, he is from Guangdong."

Masali nodded and said, "So what?"

Ronglu said slowly: "Wu Daotai is from Guangdong. He valued his fellow Guangdong people during his tenure. The Goshha and the yamen runners around him are all from Guangdong. According to our observation, the power of the Guangdong Gang in Shanghai has spread to the entire Susong Taidao yamen. They are plotting an uprising to capture Shanghai."

After hearing this, even Wen Han couldn't sit still. After all, the one who had a secret agreement with him was Tianping Heavenly Kingdom, and this Guangdong Gang didn't know where the Guangdong Gang came from. Masali exclaimed: "My God, Guangdong Gang? Who are they? What do they want?"

Ronglu picked up the cup and took another sip of coffee and said, "Many of them are the rebellious parties of the Guangdong Tiandihui. The leader is Liu Lichuan, who is a fellow villager of Wu Daotai, and others are local farmers who resisted grain in Qingpu and some local gangs. Liu Lichuan and others plan to revive Pan Qixiang, who was sentenced to death for the Qingpu lesson plan, and then capture Shanghai."

Wenhan frowned and said, "Mr. Ronglu, I think you should remind Wu Daotai instead of coming to us."

Ronglu shook his head and said, "I talked about this with Wu Daotai, but Wu Daotai firmly believes that his fellow countrymen will not harm him. Moreover, most of his yamen are rioters, and he dare not act rashly."

Wenhan still shook his head firmly and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ronglu, we can't send troops with just a few words. You may be able to transfer reliable troops from other places to solve this problem."

Ronglu smiled and said, "I am also very sorry that the soldiers and brave men of the surrounding prefectures and counties have been transferred to Suzhou and Hangzhou to fight against the Changmao rebels. I have no soldiers to adjust." Speaking of this, Ronglu took out a piece of yellow silk from his arms and said slowly, "But I have the imperial edict of His Majesty the Great Emperor. This time we go south, we can mobilize money and food from various prefectures and counties. Since the ministers are in trouble to send troops, I want to use Shanghai tariffs as collateral to borrow a batch of funds from banks of a certain country, and then recruit a group of volunteers or mercenaries to do our work. After the matter is completed, we will pay."

Wen Han coughed lightly and turned to Mashali and Blombul and said, "Gentlemen, we should discuss it privately." Then he turned to Ronglu and said, "I'm sorry, we're going to lose our companion for a moment."

Ronglu nodded, raised his cup and drank coffee again. Wenhan and others got up and went to the next door.

Several foreigners left, Chengen beside Ronglu frowned and said, "Okay, Ronglu, you can even speak the lies of foreigners. What is this thing? It's so terrible that you drink. Do you still drink it with relish?"

Ronglu said lightly: "This is coffee, just like our tea, it is a drink for foreigners."

Chengen said with some anxiety: "Brother Rong, what should you do if the foreigners don't agree? Wu Daotai doesn't want to listen to us. If he said something to Liu Lichuan, he would be afraid that he would alert the enemy. Otherwise, we should go back to Beijing to mobilize troops."

Rong Lu snorted, "The daylily is cold when we come from the capital. Don't worry, Wu Daotai will not say anything to Liu Lichuan for the time being, he still can't bear to be rich. He also has difficulties. He is all friends of the villagers in the countryside, and the yamen is full of the suspicion of the Tiandihui. If he has any abnormal movement, it will definitely cause the rebellion to be alert. Maybe he will start a fuss in advance. On the contrary, we will come forward. Foreigners are all tempted by money. Moreover, when the war in Shanghai is in trouble, their trade will also be affected, and they will agree. As long as this precedent is opened, we will use the troops to help suppress the enemy later, and foreigners will easily agree."

Chengen said oh, looked at Ronglu strangely and said, "How do you know so many things?"

Ronglu said lightly: "I have a master who used to be a comprador who worked in a foreign company, and he told me."

While speaking, Wen Han and others returned to the reception room. Wen Han did not waste time. He coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Ronglu, after our discussion, our countries will form a volunteer team to defend the concession. As for the volunteers you need, we can publicize to the people of various countries in the concession on their behalf. I hope you can tell us the specific salary and benefits, and how much do you need to borrow?"

Ronglu smiled, and stood up and said, "I'm very happy to cooperate with you and jointly defend the interests of Shanghai. I already have the specific charter here. Let's discuss it in detail later."
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