Master Yuan, start!

Only at the busy Huangpu Wharf could one avoid the patrol police from the Lingnan Governor's Office.

"Yibai, you actually came!"

Next to a pile of goods waiting to be loaded and unloaded, Yang Quyun looked at Liao Zhongkai, who was wearing a wide-brimmed hat and had a scruffy beard, with indescribable excitement in his eyes.

"Now that things have come to this, how can I not come?" Liao Zhongkai smiled bitterly, touched his fake beard, and sighed:

"I had never expected that Jingcun and Chen Jiongming would hire assassins to kill the Sichuan governor. I never imagined that Jingcun would go north to Sichuan with such a plan.

If I had known, I wouldn't have let him go!"

"Yibai, people's hearts are hidden, how can you see through a person's heart?" Upon hearing this, Yang Quyun comforted Liao Zhongkai a little.

"Alas, there's no point in saying more. Now I can only do a little to remedy the situation." Liao Zhongkai glanced around and saw that no one was around. He took out a document with wet ink from his pocket and said:

"This is the list of names that the Governor's Office will publicly execute in three days. It also includes their locations and the guard rotation times. I secretly copied it all down!"

After Liu Bingzhang was assassinated, Liao Zhongkai became very concerned about the matter and wanted to catch the murderer as soon as possible.

Later, when he learned that the masterminds behind the scenes were Chen Jiongming and Li Jingfang, and even the Grand Commander Li Hongzhang might be involved, he was a little confused.

However, for the "overall situation" of the Huaxing Party, he chose to return to Lingnan.

But when he returned to Guangzhou and saw Li Hongzhang ordering people to arrest a large number of people who were demonstrating in the city, he was very surprised.

He didn't expect that Li Hongzhang, the Grand Commander who had taken the initiative to accept the Huaxing Society and helped the Huaxing Society reorganize into the Huaxing Party, would be such a person.

He was in great pain and did not want to betray the Huaxing Party, but the patrolmen who were arresting people in the streets of Guangzhou and the shouting of innocent young students tormented his heart all the time.

Once upon a time, he was one of these people.

They shouted slogans of "Anti-Manchu and Revive the Han" and marched towards the Governor-General's Office of Guangdong and Guangxi.

Li Hongzhang not only took the initiative to meet with them, but also said that they were the pillars of the country.

But it’s only been a few years, and Dongliang has become a collaborator with the enemy?

Because of this, when Yang Quyun, his former senior from Queen's College in Hong Kong, contacted him and asked him to "do something", he chose to disguise himself and rush to Huangpu outside the city to meet him.

Liao Zhongkai really could not escape the judgment of his own heart.

Liao Zhongkai lowered his voice and said, "In addition to these things, there is one more thing I want to tell you, senior."

"What's the matter? Yibai, just tell me."

After reading the document, Yang Quyun memorized it, then quickly tore it into pieces and scattered it into the sea just one step away.

"On the day of execution, Li Jingfang will arrive at the prison two hours in advance."

Hearing this, Yang Quyun narrowed his eyes, clasped his fists and said, "Yibai, thank you for standing on the side of the people and on the side of justice!"

"Three days from now, the time of justice will come!"

Chapter 388: Red Flower Hill Heroes

As the Lingnan New Army marched northward to various passes, in Guangzhou city, near the Governor's Mansion, several members of the Social Investigation Division's action team who had rushed over from Hong Kong were in a house, sorting their weapons with their heads down.

Cheng Kuiguang and Qiu Si, both dressed in coarse cloth and shorts, crept in from outside the door. After seeing Yang Quyun, they said with relief:

"Brother Yang, we just witnessed with our own eyes that Li Jingfang was indeed put in the Honghuagang prison cell!"

In the north of Guangzhou, at the foot of Baiyun Mountain, there is a place called Honghuagang. Because it is sparsely populated, most of the captured students were imprisoned there.

Although it is called a prison cell, it is actually just a requisitioned residence used as a temporary detention place.

Yang Quyun had been cleaning his revolver in the room for a long time. Upon hearing this, he skillfully spun the pistol around his index finger a few times, then gripped the handle sharply, put it on his waist, and said:

"It seems that Yibai is indeed loyal to the people, and the intelligence is true.

If the National Revolutionary Army captures Guangzhou in the future, I will definitely report his achievements to the organization and not let him take this risk in vain! "

Cheng Kuiguang and Qiu Si were both personal participants in the Guangzhou Uprising in the original time and space.

However, because the traitors leaked the information in advance, the uprising failed. They were also arrested and then executed by the Governor-General of Guangdong and Guangxi.

"Brother Yang is right. We must not let these righteous men who support the Republic become disheartened." Cheng Kuiguang also wiped the revolver in his hand and said:

"Brother Yang, I heard that Li Jingfang is going to hold a press conference to say that he didn't hire a killer. Is that true?"

"If he was truly innocent that day in the Yellow Crane Tower, how could he be so speechless?" Yang Quyun spat on the ground and said contemptuously:

"Besides, Chen Jiongming had already pointed out that it was Li Jingfang who ordered the assassination.

Now he is still denying it, which not only shows that he has no sense of responsibility, but also proves that he is a shameless hypocrite! "

Yang Quyun put his gun back at his waist, took out a red brush stained with red paint, drew a big red cross on the book with Li Jingfang written on it, and said viciously:

"Humph, he still wants to shamelessly hold a press conference to explain himself. I will send him to hell today and make him explain himself to the King of Hell!"

Qiu Si nodded heavily upon hearing this, then walked to the window, looked out at the dim night, and suddenly sighed:

"Brother Yang, tell me, why did Li Hongzhang disagree with the federal autonomy plan proposed by Sun Yat-sen in Taiwan?

If they had agreed, the National Revolutionary Army would not have marched south."

"Federal autonomy, Sun Yat-sen?" Yang Quyun sneered and said, "Qiu Si, don't let him deceive you just because he comes from Guangzhou.

How could he sincerely agree to federal autonomy when he was under the control of the French?

Even if they wanted to unite the provinces, why didn't the French do it themselves, and instead came to China to try it?"

Yang Quyun disliked Sun Yat-sen from the bottom of his heart, who had become quite famous in Lingnan in recent years.

Sun Yat-sen founded the "Xing Zhong Hui" in Keelung and opened many schools in Taiwan to provide free education for children.

In addition, he also strongly invited people from the mainland to go to Taiwan to do business and settle down. As long as they were willing to go to Taiwan, each person would be given an Eagle Dollar first, and there would be more after they landed.

Relying on these "benefits", many people from Lingnan crossed the sea to Taiwan, and Sun Yat-sen was also touted by some as a great philanthropist.

But Yang Quyun knew that the Xingzhonghui was nominally for the revival of China, but in reality it was all working for the French.

What did they teach in the school? French!

What is the purpose of attracting mainland people to cross the sea? Isn’t it to provide cheap labor to foreigners!

This move is clearly an attempt to promote France and suppress China.

Thinking of this, Yang Quyun silently made a note of Sun Yat-sen in his heart.

...

The three of them were checking their weapons for the last time, while Li Jingfang on the other side was going crazy in the prison.

An assassination attempt ruined all his political future.

If the odds between him and his legitimate son Li Jingshu were evenly matched before the assassination, then he was completely out of the game after the assassination was exposed.

Although Mi Tongchen surrendered and scattered the five and six [ZU: Li Hongzhang forcibly brought him back to Guangzhou when he left Wuchang, but everyone with a discerning eye knew that Li Jingfang's status as the successor of the Huai faction had been shaken.

He was also upset in his heart. If he had known the result would be like this, why would he have carried out the assassination?

Perhaps if we have a heart-to-heart talk with Liu Bingzhang, he will agree to join forces to resist Yuan's army in the north.

No matter what, it wouldn't have come to this point.

However, Li Jingfang still did not give up.

He did not want to be imprisoned for the rest of his life, so he volunteered in front of Li Hongzhang and asked to interrogate these "collaborators" who were captured.

Therefore, before dawn today, he left the city and rushed to the Honghuagang prison cell on the southern foot of Baiyun Mountain, hoping to gain something as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, they tried all kinds of methods, such as pouring pepper water into the nostrils, pricking the nails with wooden needles, tickling the soles of the feet with chicken feathers, and whipping the back with leather whips, but none of them worked.

The ordinary students and people locked up inside really don’t know anything.

The people arrested by patrol captain Zhu Xiang were basically all innocent.

As the sky gradually brightened, Li Jingfang left Honghuagang Prison with some disappointment.

He knew that there were spies from the north operating in Guangzhou, and that there must also be members of the Social Revolutionary Party.

It’s a pity that no one confessed during today’s interrogation.

"Could it be that they are really innocent?" This thought flashed through Li Jingfang's mind.

But then he waved it away.

"So what if you're innocent? Daring to protest the Governor's Office is a serious crime!"

After getting on the rickshaw, Li Jing was thinking about what to do next to restore his image in front of Li Hongzhang.

Guangzhou City was the base camp of the Huai Clique. Li Jingfang left the city in the early morning. He thought there was not much danger, so he only brought two guards with him and traveled with the car.

As the rickshaw was weaving through the narrow alleys of Guangzhou, a friction sound suddenly came from under the car, and the speed of the car slowly slowed down, and it became a little bumpy.

"Young Marshal, the tire seems to be cracked." The rickshaw driver turned his head to look at the tire, only to find that the rubber tire had cracked at some point, dragging a long black strip on the ground.

Tires from the late 19th century were not solid tires, but rather steel tires.

Rickshaws with solid tires are much faster than those with pure wooden tires or iron-clad wooden tires.

However, it also has a disadvantage, which is that once the rubber cracks, it becomes extremely difficult to roll.

The friction between the rubber cross-section and the ground means that the rickshaw puller can only rely on brute force to pull the rickshaw, rather than relying on the slow acceleration of the wheel's own rolling.

So, when he saw the tire cracked, Li Jingfang understood that he could only walk.

"unlucky!"

Li Jingfang cursed angrily, but had no choice but to get out of the car and walk.

At this moment, several figures suddenly jumped out from the corner of Chenxi Alley.

Li Jingfang first heard the sound of hurried footsteps, and then suddenly heard a few "whoosh" and "whoosh" sounds beside his ears.

"There's an assassin, protect the young marshal!"

Before Li Jingfang could react, he felt as if someone had hit him hard on the back, causing him excruciating pain.

After that, he felt pain in his right arm and left ribs, and immediately fell to the ground.

The guard who was hurriedly running after the car suddenly turned pale. He didn't care about his panting body and quickly pulled out a pistol from his arms to fight back.

However, without any intention, the barrage of bullets from three directions took the lives of the three guards in just an instant.

At the same time, he shot Li Jingfang a few more times.

On the bluestone road, Li Jingfang's mouth was bleeding. He looked at the sky that had just cleared up and asked with a distracted look.