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After a long silence, Lu Peifang chuckled coldly a few times, then said firmly, "Fine, then I'll take out this old bone and make a good scene. I'll fight for a better future for my son!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Zheng Hong, Lin Yang, and the others appeared. Zheng Hong was dressed as a Ming Dynasty marquis, his brightly colored clothes making him quite conspicuous.
"Good, good, good. It's wonderful that Old Master Lu is willing to cooperate. Now it's up to us. This place is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it's located in the mountains and forests. The Qing army's cannons are almost useless. Even the Eight Banners cavalry have little effect."
"The villagers can simply stay here. That way, there won't be any major casualties. In addition, we have prepared a thousand well-made foreign rifles, 300,000 rounds of ammunition, and 300 boxes of hand grenades..."
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Chapter 45: I Have a Surrender Potion
"Hmph, Han people, indeed, cannot be trusted!" Tacha'er, the banner chief of the Plain Red Banner of the Eight Banners, immediately said after news of the peasant uprising in Sanyuanli arrived.
This person was enormous, and he was always wearing a suit of armor. On his head was a perfectly genuine pig's tail.
As he spoke, he held a food box in his hand, inside which were the hearts and livers of children. They smelled bloody, and eating them left one's mouth full of blood. It looked extremely wicked, but Tacha himself seemed quite pleased with himself.
As for the Han Chinese officials around them, they all lowered their heads, pretending not to have seen anything. Those who could sit here were at least prefectural-level officials, which in later times would be equivalent to city-level officials.
When an official reaches this level, their conscience has long been devoured. How could they possibly offend the Manchu, a representative of the nation, for the life of a mere child?
Besides, even if they opposed it, what could they do? At most, they could submit a petition to impeach him. But for a loyal citizen like Tachar, what did a mere impeachment mean?
They were just some worthless Nikans; their deaths were no big deal. As long as it helped Tacha's martial arts improve, it was all worth it.
As a Manchu of impeccable lineage, Tacha'er, born into the Plain Red Banner, had always harbored a dislike for the Han Chinese. How could these mere servants rise to the position of governor of a province, a higher rank than many other bannermen? How could this be acceptable?
As expected, everything went exactly as Grandpa Tachar had predicted. That bandit Chen Ming from Lushan immediately raised an army in rebellion. He kept talking about the difference between Manchus and Han Chinese. Grandpa Tachar's first thought wasn't fear or panic, but rather that the Han people were finally doomed.
This time, using this excuse, they could easily oust countless high-ranking Han officials. Each of those official titles is worth a fortune!
But who would have thought that Chen Ming would win every battle and grow stronger with each fight? It was truly unbelievable! Therefore, Grandpa Tacha was becoming increasingly dissatisfied with the Han Chinese Nikans.
"How exactly did this matter escalate? Is it about overthrowing the Qing and restoring the Ming? Could it be related to the traitor Zhu Yuanzhang? Kunchen, you tell us." Sai Shang'a, sitting at the head of the table, said calmly.
As the imperial envoy dispatched by the Daoguang Emperor and concurrently the Governor-General of Guangdong and Guangxi, he was naturally the most senior official present.
In addition to his Mongol Eight Banners background and being Daoguang's teacher, even a fearless and tough guy like Tachaer remained silent.
As for Kunchen, it was the courtesy name of Ye Mingchen, the governor of Guangzhou. He was a Han Chinese and also the local governor of Guangzhou, a powerful figure who held considerable influence and was one of the most influential officials.
In Guangzhou, he had the final say on almost everything, big and small. Even the imperial envoy Sai Shang'a had to consult with him beforehand on many matters; otherwise, failure was almost certain.
The recent civil unrest in Sanyuanli is naturally extremely disadvantageous to him. If things escalate, he, as the governor of Guangzhou, will certainly be attacked under the guise of this situation.
“Of course it’s not about overthrowing the Qing and restoring the Ming; they’re resisting taxes. Yes, they are resisting taxes,” Ye Mingchen said, stroking his beard.
Even if it's not tax resistance, it has to be tax resistance. If it's truly about overthrowing the Qing and restoring the Ming, wouldn't that mean power would fall into the wrong hands?
Moreover, the taxes levied by the imperial court in Guangzhou are now excessive. In addition, the people of Sanyuanli are rather impulsive and daring. Therefore, it is quite normal for a tax resistance struggle to break out, instigated by those with ulterior motives.
Before Sai Shang'a could speak, Tacha'er interrupted, "H
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