Chapter 35: I'm leaving Beijing again

However, when Ye Zhao saw the four characters, he couldn't help but sigh a lot when he thought about the most diligent emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

The glass windows on the four walls are very bright and spacious. There is a kang on the east side, a copywriting table, and four treasures in the study. There are piles of memorials and documents about feet high. This time, there are naturally no Prince Zheng present. Ye Zhao knelt on the yellow bundle and kneeling on the mat, looking like a loyal and commemorative expression.

"Among the men of Manchus, you are also outstanding." Xianfeng was a little sick, but his voice was clear.

He was summoned twice alone, and he just came back from Shanghai once, and once before getting married. Ye Zhao can be said to be familiar with the Shengyan now.

"I don't know anything. I just listen to my master's words. Whatever my master calls me, I do whatever I want." Ye Zhao kowtowed a few times, and said with sincerity.

"I read your memorial. You said that Western gunboats are indestructible. What kind of shipping bureau should be established? Learn Western skills and build more steamships?"

In fact, Ye Zhao knew that with the current Qing Dynasty system, the government-run enterprises had only one way to fail. He used the habit of running a bad yamen in enterprises. Corruption became a trend and redundant staff were everywhere. As for seeking new technology, there was no way to talk about it. It was strange to be successful, but there was always a process and a cause.

However, the note on the previous day was bold because of the current environment. Ye Zhao kowtowed repeatedly, "I don't know anything. I just went to Shanghai and thought about it all day long. If I don't say anything to the emperor, I feel uncomfortable. I deserve to die, and I deserve to die!"

Xianfeng had a rare smile on his lips, "Now there are fewer and fewer people who dare to tell the truth. You are filial to this memorial. Even if you say it wrong, it's nothing."

"Yes, yes, the emperor is magnanimous and the slave is nonsense. Only the emperor is polite and can he not care about the slave." Ye Zhao kowtowed a few more times.

"When you come back from Shanghai, I have been thinking about entrusting you with an errand. You can't stay idle in the palace all the time. But by chance, foreigners are clamoring for a change of appointments and coming to the capital. Ye Mingchen is not a mediocre minister, but the barbarians in the extra chapter are still unable to comfort them. I thought of you, and someone always needs to educate the wildness of foreigners."

Ye Zhao listened intently and said nothing. He was not good at speaking when it came to Ye Mingchen, an important official in the border area and a celebrity in front of Xianfeng.

Xianfeng said again: "I will give you the identity of a co-organizer minister of Wukou. You go to Guangzhou to assist Ye Mingchen in handling barbarian affairs. Are you willing?"

Ye Zhao hurriedly kowtowed: "Your Majesty, I dare not say that I can share my worries for you, but I will do my best to do my best to do my best to avoid the reputation of my ancestors."

Xianfeng smiled again on his pale face, "Okay, do your best, say it well, you are young, and in the eyes of outsiders, you are also attracted by the light of your ancestors. I value you, and you must talk about it outside, you can understand that it is the best."

"Yes, the emperor is so kind to the servants, so I will definitely do something to show them!" Ye Zhao didn't know why he was so verbal, and the more he spoke, the more he seemed to be united with Xianfeng.

Xianfeng nodded slightly, picked up the fragrant tea from the table and took a sip, and then said, "I have heard of something. Last time you went out for a job, you brought a few Western muskets back?"

Ye Zhao was shocked. It seemed that the incident of the personal guards fighting with others with firearms actually reached Xianfeng's ears. In the past ten thousand, Gui Beizi's circle could not be separated. Ye Zhao's thoughts were so loud, but he hurriedly kowtowed: "I should die, I should die, I should die, I should see the sharp Western firearms, and I could not help but be happy to see the hunter. I should die for death!"

Xianfeng pondered, it was fake to say that Ye Zhao was not nervous at this moment, and the holy intention was unpredictable. Who knows what Xianfeng was thinking?

Finally, Xianfeng said slowly: "It is good to have a desire for knowledge, but I have to do it with the capital. Since it is Duanhua's guard, it will fall on him. Looking back, I will inform the Huizong Mansion and fine him his salary for half a year."

The prince was punished. Although his subordinate cared about the little money, Ye Zhao couldn't help but feel depressed, but his face naturally did not show his respectfully. He kowtowed respectfully, "Grace of the Emperor."

Xianfeng said again: "But this matter has reminded me again. I will entrust you to the deputy governor of Guangzhou. When you arrive in Guangzhou, you will buy some Western muskets. I want to see, can Western firearms be better than our Qing Dynasty cavalry?"

Ye Zhao did not expect Xianfeng to have such a discussion. It seems that Prince Zheng’s mansion, Goshha, had to take the firearms and acted violently in the capital, which forced the powerful people in the capital who blocked the audio-visual world to pay attention to the power of Western firearms. It was because Xianfeng suddenly said this.

Xianfeng fought and pulled each other, and was both kind and powerful. He naturally wanted Ye Zhao to go to Guangzhou to handle the problem well, and even had some expectations for Ye Zhao. If Ye Zhao really regarded himself as a Manchu powerful, he would probably be obedient. But at this moment, Ye Zhao just sneered in his heart and was disgusted with Xianfeng's arrangement. Especially now that he really understood the emperor's authority, he fined the prince half a year's salary as soon as he opened his mouth. Maybe he wouldn't feel anything if he had anything to do with others, but Ye Zhao was quite bored because Ye Zhao suddenly felt that his family seemed to be noble, but in fact he was life, death, honor and disgrace, but only in a single thought. How could Ye Zhao, a modern person, feel comfortable? How could he accept it?

Ye Zhao's face was not at all sarcastic, but he kowtowed respectfully. No one knew how he was feeling in his heart at this moment.

In the west warm pavilion of Chufeng Tower, there was a pot of wine. Ye Zhao sat on the kang and poured himself on his own, thinking about the errands going to Guangzhou. It is estimated that after Xianfeng discussed with the Military Affairs Office, there will be an imperial edict tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. No major accident, the Guangzhou deputy governor and the cooperation between the five ports of trade will be made.

The Minister of the Wukou Business Co-organizer did not say that although Ye Mingchen had a strange temper, he naturally had to be the only one who was right. Otherwise, this kind of work would cause trouble and would end up with his own mistakes.

Guangzhou Deputy Chief? He was a veritable second-rank military officer, controlled by the Guangzhou General. Guangzhou General was actually the supreme commander of the army in Guangdong, commanding the Eight Banners. The green camp soldiers in the province must also be controlled by him. The official rank is the same as that of the Governor General of Guangdong and Guangxi, but their status is higher than that of Guangdong and Guangxi.

If outside the pass, such as the General of Heilongjiang, General Jilin, etc., they are actually the highest military and political leaders in a place, and the deputy commanders of each city are also the highest military and political leaders in each city. The commanders in the pass are also the left and right wings of the general. In addition to military affairs, they still need to be divided into household registration, production, education, training and other matters, and they are also considered the military and political leaders of the local banner people.

Guangzhou has 1,500 people of the Eight Banners of Manchuria and 1,500 people of the Han army. The system of attacks has been permanently resident for generations. In addition, there are more than 10,000 bannermen of the family members of the accompanying army. The two deputy commanders under the rule of the Guangzhou General were one of the deputy commanders of Manchuria and the other was the deputy commanders of the Han army. It is customary to be called the left commanders of Manchuria and the deputy commanders of the Han army. The deputy commanders of the Han army are called the right commanders.

I probably would have a job as a deputy governor of Manchuria, right?

However, when it comes to configuring firearms, Ye Zhao couldn't help but shake his head. The Eight Banners soldiers are now out of combat power, so what if they buy muskets? They have been raised for more than 200 years without worries about food and clothing. If they still have combat power, it would be strange. The only thing the Eight Banners children who don't do when they are full is to play. Walk birds, fight crickets, and listen to operas. This is good, but bad ones can smoke big smoke. They usually don't do anything about cheating, killing, robbing people and robbing. However, they don't do anything about riding and shooting.

Let’s talk about the foreign catholic team established by the Eight Banners soldiers in Guangzhou a few years later, but the Eight Banners Master locked the foreign gun in the cabinet and didn’t even look at it. Only when someone came to the top to order the school, he fired the gun and stood there, pretending to behave.

However, the bannermen in Guangzhou are very popular because these people are not worried about money because of their hard-core crops. They spend money when they have money, and they don’t bother with others when they buy things. When they spend money, they will be on credit, and they will not do it. So they are suckers all day long, and they have to spend a cent if they can buy one cent. Not only Guangzhou City, but also bannermen in all parts of the country are like this, so how can they not be popular?

Although Emperor Xianfeng did not clearly state the word "training" in a military service, what can I do to buy a firearm? Isn't that what I mean?

But Ye Zhao couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head. These masters were so mud that they could not help but cure them. How could they start practicing?

"Ruyi, it seems you are from Guangdong, right?" Ye Zhao suddenly felt relieved after looking at the pretty girl who was serving her food and drinks.

Ruyi wore a light white cheongsam with silver edges. She was pretty and pretty. Jixiang and the young grandmother returned to her parents' home, and she was the only one left to serve the little prince.

"Yes." Ruyi was quite surprised, but she didn't expect that the little prince actually knew her hometown.
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