Chapter 145: The English Envoy’s See (3)

Regarding the site selection, construction and personnel addition of the consulate, there were no many obstacles between China and the UK. The Qing Dynasty promised: In one to two years, in a corner of the Hanlin Courtyard not far from the Chess Pan Street outside the Qing Gate, a place called Dongjiaomin Lane is located. As the new site of the British Consulate in the Qing Dynasty, all officials, entourages, families and others of the British consulate live in. No one in the Qing Dynasty can enter without prior communication. These are customs in international relations, and there is no need to say much.

The consultation between the two sides was in the Forbidden City. Every day, a few foreigners with high noses and eyes went out of the palace, which made everyone left behind the court look at each other. However, the consultation with the British was originally the emperor who chose Yi Xin as the plenipotent representative. The only people accompanying him were Sun Ruizhen, Li Hongzhang, Baoyan, and Sun Yiwen, who was responsible for the translation. The others could not inquire from the side, so they had to endure it and hoped that the consultation would end quickly and let these barbarians move to the land early.

After hearing the Chinese side finish his request, Birmingham was stunned: "The technique of cowpox has matured in my country and has been promoted nationwide by the Prime Minister in the form of an imperial edict. It is indeed a good way to treat smallpox diseases. But I don't know how the emperor of your country knew it?"

"Well, my great emperor is smart, and he is even more familiar with the world's major events. How can I know just cowpox?"

Birmingham nodded, saying, "In principle, I agree with the request of your emperor. However, the vaccination and treatment of cowpox also requires many professionals from the side to assist. Please forgive me for doubting your medical level. However, the medical treatment methods in our country are different from those of your country. Acupuncture and knife are common objects. It is not only seen when the diagnosis and treatment is broken and bleeding. It is very hindered. I also ask Your Highness to report to the Emperor to the emperor and think that he will inform you."

The few people sitting there are probably some medical skills, but after thousands of years of inheritance in China, the four doctors' skills are all between the mouth and eyes. Even if they have acupuncture, they are just a helping skill. Listening to Sun's concise classical language, he recounts the other party's words, and when he hears that there is a knife to cut his flesh, he is a little panic in his heart.

Li Hongzhang thought for a while and made a comment: "Prince, have you forgotten the story of the Three Kingdoms?"

"Ah!" A sentence reminded Yi Xin, how did he forget the story of the Lord's bone scraping and curing poison in the Three Kingdoms? He nodded and smiled: "I understand. I will transfer the words of the noble envoy to His Majesty the Emperor of our country. Everything will be stopped by the emperor."

"Next, there is another thing that you want to ask your government to take seriously, that is, the entry of Guangdong into the city."

Yixin reposted Birmingham's words, and the other party reiterated that they requested the Chinese government to implement the contents of the "Jiangning Treaty" signed in the 22nd year of Daoguang, allowing British people to enter Guangzhou to set up an embassy, ​​and allowing British people to preach and live in the city.

The emperor kept listening intently. When he finished speaking, he did not express his opinion. Instead, he turned his eyes to the kneeling people: "Saishang, have you heard Lao Liu's words?"

"Yes, the slave heard it."

"how do you say?"

"I thought that the matter of entering the city in Guangdong was already approved by the emperor's imperial edict, and the terms were written into the Treaty of Jiangning signed by the two countries. Today, the British once again made an offer to enter the city. I thought that when the court sent Guangdong You to tell the story, the expression on his face was very strange, as if he was leisurely and fascinated, and seemed to be recalling something. The girls were fascinated by the hearing. The youngest Wangcha Xun often asked timidly: "Emperor, why didn't the Holy Ancestor go to the garden to escape the summer heat?"

The emperor smiled: "At that time, the garden had not yet officially started construction. Just like the Nanyuan commonly known as Feifangbo, it was very desolate. So how could it be where the Saint Ancestors stayed for thousands of times?"

Wangcha spitted his tongue playfully, which made the emperor feel moved: "I understand. Thank you for your advice."

The couple were talking and laughing all the way. Long Ge stopped on the south bank, and the Baoyue Tower was on the shore. The emperor waved his hand, waved his chariot back, and took everyone to climb up the stairs. "Who do you know the origin of this Baoyue Tower?"

This time, Mu Zhanga was also one of the court officials who named the emperor and asked for a banquet and reward at the Dragon Boat Festival Dragon Boat Festival on the fifth day of the fifth month. He also came down from the dragon boat that was docked later. He followed the crowd and heard the emperor ask, he replied in the crowd: "I will know when I reply to the emperor's words."

"Okay, let's talk to you."

"Yes." Mu Zhanga took a step forward and followed the emperor's steps and explained: "The construction of Baoyue Tower was originally for the people to become Rong Fei, who became the Xiangfei Concubine. After Rong Fei entered the palace, she could not speak, and Gaomiao did not want her to live with other concubines. Therefore, at the southernmost end of the Xiyuan, the imperial city opposite the South China Sea, built a Baoyue Tower to serve as Rong Fei's boudoir. Looking down from the building, there was West Chang'an Street outside the imperial city. In order to comfort Rong Fei's homesickness, Emperor Gaozong specially ordered that the surrendered Hui people be concentrated on West Chang'an Street, commonly known as "Huiziying", and also built a Muslim chapel, allowing Rong Fei to look around day and night, as if in his hometown."

"Did you hear it? He Weng's Records are detailed and his story is clear. It's just that this skill of learning and learning is something that many people cannot learn!"
Chapter completed!