You can't only love the Qing Dynasty when you're eating the fruits of others' labor.

Chapter 26 Assassinating Chiang Kai-shek
Forbidden City, Qianqing Palace.

Sony muttered to himself:

"Commander Jiang of the Southern City Military Command requests the imperial court to allocate 150,000 taels of silver, 800 soldiers and yamen runners, 200 doctors, 1000 laborers, and 50 imperial physicians. In addition, 70,000 catties of 50 kinds of medicinal herbs are needed, along with two military camps and 1000 sets of pots, pans, and furniture. The process is expected to take half a year."

"Sony, do you think he can do it?"

"This servant dares not speak."

"But there's no harm in talking."

"It's very difficult, no less than the Battle of Songshan."

“Except for the imperial physician, he can have everything else.”

"Whoo."

Emperor Shunzhi desperately wanted Jiang Qingyun to win. But for some reason, the image of the young woman singing by the railing kept replaying in his mind, refusing to leave.

Youth is just like that, full of helplessness.

……

Meanwhile, Jiang Qingyun was eager to make a big splash.

To accomplish great things, first hold a major meeting!

The lobby was filled with subordinates who had become increasingly familiar with each other during this period, their faces showing either excitement or worry.

He loudly said:

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Mass vaccination in the southern part of the city is beneficial to the country, the people, and ourselves. Gentlemen, please share your opinions."

The subordinates were chattering away.

"I am worried that the people will not understand and will avoid getting vaccinated."

"I believe we should first conduct a population census to have a clear understanding of the situation."

"I suggest we first get a group of people involved and have them share their experiences."

Jiang Qingyun listened to the entire speech with a smile. He deliberately concealed one thing: "Jiang Miao" and "Wu Miao" were different and completely different people.

Everyone believed they were following the instructions of Professor Wu Miao from the Imperial Medical Academy.

In reality, it was a type of "Jiang Miao".

This misunderstanding was crucial, giving Jiang Qingyun's plan to break the deadlock room to maneuver.

……

Red slogans were pasted on both sides of the overpass.

The news that Lord Jiang wanted to eradicate smallpox spread throughout the entire southern city. Unexpectedly, everyone believed it without a doubt, just like the tea stall owner.

A stage was set up at Caishikou, and the play was "Master Jiang's Three Whips Deter the Plague God".

A martial arts actor dressed as "Jiang Qingyun" beat the "plague god" so badly that he rolled on the ground with a steel whip, while the audience cheered and watched with great excitement.

In an era lacking entertainment, traditional opera was the best form of propaganda.

A teahouse in the distance, a window seat.

Several core members of the Axe Gang, who had infiltrated the southern part of the city, whispered among themselves.

Yan Mou: "If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have saved him that day. If I had saved him, tens of thousands of people in Nancheng would have died."

"Brother, is the smallpox vaccination scam fake?"

"Smallpox is a disaster sent by God, what can prevent it? He is deliberately purging the people of the South City."

"Is this guy surnamed Jiang really so depraved and insane?"

"Hmph. If you want to be superior, you won't treat people like human beings. In the eyes of officials, the deaths of 1000 or 10000 people are just numbers. Watch my signals later, act on behalf of Heaven, and kill him."

……

Half an hour later.

Soldiers below the stage shouted, "Lord Chiang has arrived!"

In the sweltering summer heat, Jiang Qingyun, dressed in cotton armor, strode onto the platform, signaled everyone to be quiet, and then unveiled a red cloth, revealing the statue beneath.

"Paying homage to Guan Yu."

"kneel."

Jiang Qingyun took the lead, with a devout attitude.

The eminent monks of Chongfu Temple sat in a row on prayer cushions, chanting Buddhist scriptures. The solemn atmosphere inspired awe.

The Axe Gang assassins were quite embarrassed.

First, everyone is kneeling, so if you suddenly stand up and approach, you will be immediately exposed.

Secondly, the target was heavily armored.

Yan Mou glanced up at the stage, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

……

"The worship ceremony is over, rise!"

"Please, Master, draw lots!"

The dignified monk Tianji, clad in a kasaya, shook the divination tube in his hand. The people were so tense they dared not blink, until a wooden stick fell from the shaking bamboo tube and landed below the stage.

Everyone craned their necks, and someone who could read shouted:
"Great fortune! It's an extremely auspicious sign!"

Immediately, everyone's confidence soared.

When faced with many calamities in the world, if ordinary people don't consult ghosts and gods, who else can they consult?
……

"The first vaccinations will begin now!"

“Willing citizens, come up here yourselves. It’s free. There are only 50 people in the first batch. We’re using the miraculous prescription from the Imperial Physician. You can’t hire him even if you have the money.”

Deputy Commander Zhao Zesheng shouted with great passion, like a street vendor selling miracle cures.

"I come."

"Count me in."

The first people to try it out stepped forward.

These people were all pre-arranged, including activists who volunteered at the last public trial and relatives of the military officers; they were all absolutely reliable individuals.

The Axe Gang members squeezed forward, pushing and pushing through the crowd.

Leader Yan Mou wiped his face, his back slightly hunched, and he walked with dragging his heels as he silently followed behind as he walked up to the high platform.

……

A small wad of cotton, filled with moist "ripe seedlings," was gently inserted into the nostril.

Wu Yong's on-site statement:

"After sunset, take it out yourself. Then rest at home for 10 days, and the acne god will take over, and you will never get smallpox again."

The failure rate of his family's traditional "smallpox inoculation method" was actually only about 5% to 10%, which was not nearly as terrifying as the 40% reported in the imperial court.

He simply didn't want the "vaccination" plan in the Forbidden City to be implemented.

Let alone a 5% failure rate, even a 1% failure rate is unacceptable. How can we guarantee that the 1% won't be the emperor, empress dowager, or empress?

This is a political issue, not a medical one.

However, it doesn't matter if we inoculate the people of Nancheng; the failure rate is just a number.

……

"Lord Jiang, there isn't enough medicine."

"Didn't we agree that you should prepare enough for 50 people?"

"However, 55 people came up."

"The enthusiasm of the people in the southern city is beyond my expectations."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Qingyun's eyes met those of someone on stage. Oh no, this is bad!
"Someone's here!"

It's too late to say.

Yan Mou threw out a sharp axe, and Jiang Qingyun also drew his sword.

Dang rang~
The axe struck the sword first, then the cotton armor.

Seeing that their leader's first attack missed, the underlings quickly followed up with a finishing blow.

Two more axes grazed past his ear, but Jiang Qingyun managed to dodge them both.

He quickly retreated, shouting:
"My lady, protect me."

……

Chaos reigned both on and off the stage.

Screaming, running around, yelling.

Several soldiers who went on stage were intercepted by Axe Gang henchmen.

Yan Mou, gripping his axe, charged toward Jiang Qingyun, his yellow armor drawing attention wherever he went.

Unexpectedly, an arrow pierced the air with lightning speed, grazing Yan Mou's forehead. Blood gushed out instantly, and his vision became blood red and blurred.

In the distance, Jiangnan drew his arrow once more.

……

Jiang Qingyun recovered from his shock. Relying on his full armor, he charged towards Yan Mou with his sword in hand. "I'll take your life while you're blind!"

"Leader, let's go quickly."

Two Axe Gang henchmen shouted.

Without hesitation, Yan Mou jumped off the platform and fled into the crowd.

Jiang Qingyun, fully armed, easily cut down two Axe Gang henchmen who were trying to stop him.

"Wife! Shoot!"

Jiangnan, dressed as an ordinary Green Standard Army soldier, held his breath and drew his bowstring to its fullest extent, the sharp arrow tracking the figure of the bandit leader who appeared and disappeared among the crowd.

swoosh~
An arrow flew into the crowd.

Happy holidays to all you big kids who are no longer innocent.

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(End of this chapter)