Master Yuan, start!

Zhang Zuotai roared, startling the people inside the house. Pointing at the two young men who came out of the house, Zhang Zuotai introduced them to Yuan Xiangcheng:

"Chief Instructor, this is my second brother Zuofu, and this is my third brother Zuolin."

"Dad, you're back!" A little kid who looked only a few years old also rushed out.

"Oh, my dear son!" Zhang Zuotai picked up his son and gave him a big kiss.

Although Yuan Xiangcheng was mentally prepared after hearing Zhang Zuotai's catchphrase, he still felt sad about the trick of fate.

As the leader of the Beiyang in the original time and space, it seems that he is destined to gather the old Beiyang subordinates in this life.

However, looking at Zhang Zuolin, who was only 13 years old, Yuan Xiangcheng couldn't help but rub the child's head with evil humor.

The three of them walked into the house and sat down. Yuan Xiangcheng looked at the smoke coming out of the kitchen and drank with Ming Ye, Xu Shichang and Zhang Zuotai, a rare occasion.

Zhang Zuofu and Zhang Zuolin sat at a small table nearby, enjoying the non-alcoholic dinner prepared for them by their sister-in-law.

This scene of joy and family reunion made Yuan Xiangcheng feel very comfortable and warm.

Since traveling through time, Yuan Xiangcheng rarely felt so relaxed. He took off the title of chief instructor and treated his peers as equals, drinking and chatting happily, and the atmosphere was very lively.

After all, he was just Long7liu9%叁6肿zhUAnqn: a young man who traveled through time from the 21st century. In North Korea, he had to be both a high-ranking official of the Qing Dynasty and the leader of a political party. After pretending for too long, he got tired of it.

Only today did he completely let down his guard and wanted to numb himself before going to Beijing to face the storm.

"Unconsciously, I, Yuan Xiangcheng, will be 30 years old after the Chinese New Year. Thirty is the age of independence. I wasted a lot of time in the first half of my life. I don't know how my second half of life will unfold." Yuan Xiangcheng raised his glass and sighed.

Xu Shichang pretended to be angry and said, "Weiting, what are you talking about!

If you had wasted the first half of your life, then I, now thirty-five, would be nothing more than a mere liaison envoy to the Korean government.

"Yes, Chief Instructor, I, Mingye, am only 24 years old now. I'm just a small guard and don't even have an official position. Isn't that just wasting my time?"

You clearly still have positions in the Red Confucian Society, but you two are deliberately not telling others about it, right?

Yuan Xiangcheng drank a glass of wine, turned his head to look at the two men, and could not help but laugh and scold: "You two only know how to talk smooth talk. Forget it, I won't bother with you today."

"That's right, Chief Instructor. From what you just said, I'm probably the youngest here, twenty-three, with a wife and children.

But my legs are broken, and I will never be able to fight on the battlefield or give my wife and children a good life in this life.

If so, isn't this the biggest regret in my life?"

Zhang Zuotai did not hesitate to speak because of the disparity in their status. Thanks to his generosity, the four people at the table were able to speak freely.

Seeing this, Xu Shichang also stretched out his right hand:

"Brother Zhang said it well, now that this matter is over, it's time to start over again!

Wei Ting, look at Brother Mingqian, whose courtesy name is Ma Xiangbo. He is now at the age of knowing the destiny, but he wasted the first half of his life in officialdom. It was not until he met you that he could be regarded as Boya meeting Ziqi. So you must not stop because of temporary difficulties.

I am confident that I will live for two hundred years, and I will be able to travel three thousand miles!

There is much to be done in this world now!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Xiangcheng's eyes lit up. He tightly grasped the right hand that Xu Shichang offered him and said firmly, "Yes! There is great potential for you in the world!"

"There is great potential!" Ming Ye and Zhang Zuotai also put their hands on it.

Four people hold eight hands, stacking them on top of each other to encourage each other.

"There is great potential!" Little Zhang Zuolin, who was eating at a small table nearby, slipped over at some point and jumped up to put his right hand on it.

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"Hahahaha!" Seeing the silly look of little Zhang Zuolin, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The hearty laughter echoed through the adobe and thatched house and in the silent fields, as if announcing Yuan Shikai's ambition to the world.

Chapter 112 Cen Chunxuan

Since the Winter Solstice Court Assembly, the eerie atmosphere in Beijing has lasted for nearly half a month.

During the past half month, no matter what happened, the emperor did not come out to see anyone.

It's really strange that the king of a country doesn't even see his ministers.

The Imperial Hospital's statement to the public was, "Your Majesty caught a cold on the winter solstice and is currently bedridden. He will need more than a month of rest, which means he will recover on the eve of the wedding."

It really is like seeing a ghost!

The people in the capital only knew that doctors could cure diseases and save lives, but they did not expect that the doctor in the Imperial Hospital could go one step further. Not only was he good at curing diseases and saving lives, he was also good at fortune-telling and could even accurately point out when the emperor would recover.

However, even though the statement from the Imperial Medical Bureau was so lame, few people in the court dared to refute it.

Don’t you see, Yang Shenxiu is still digging soil by the Kunming Lake in the cold winter?

It was already freezing around the capital, and the soil around Kunming Lake was soaked in lake water and frozen hard.

It is said that he didn't even have a suitable tool, and Yang Shenxiu, who was already in his forties, could only dig with his bare hands.

It snowed two days ago. If there is no improvement, I am afraid he will not be able to make it to the beginning of next spring.

However, Cen Chunxuan, who was good friends with Yang Shenxiu, did not feel sad about his friend's experience. Instead, he was busy with the approaching wedding of Emperor Guangxu.

At this time, Cen Chunxuan was not yet the famous "official butcher OS:er43四" in the late Qing officialdom after the Boxer Rebellion.

He had just passed the imperial examination a few years ago, and a few days ago he was still worried about finding a real official position in Beijing.

To be honest, it was quite difficult for him to get the title of Juren.

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Cen Chunxuan's biological father was Cen Yuying, a famous official of the time, who was a capable official with both civil and military talents.

He successively suppressed the Jintian bandits and the green bandits in western Yunnan, and served as the governor of Yunnan, governor of Yunnan, governor of Guizhou, and governor-general of Yunnan and Guizhou.

Therefore, Cen Chunxuan was born into a family of officials with a silver spoon in his mouth, and he was a second-generation official at the provincial and ministerial level with a lot of gold.

However, this second-generation official's academic performance was not good, and he was rather naughty.

Cen Chunxuan, who was born in Guangxi, has had the unrestrained and free-spirited nature of his Guangxi cousins ​​since he was a child. He is naturally not fond of reading those pedantic articles and knowledge, but instead has a special liking for nature.

His experience of "studying" around Yunnan and Guizhou with his father Cen Yuying further exacerbated this phenomenon.

The so-called "liu du" is a word that he made up when bragging to others.

He initially studied at Baise Academy in his hometown of Sicheng. Two years later, when his father was promoted to the Governor of Yunnan, it became Kunming Academy. Later, when his father was promoted to the Governor of Yunnan and the Governor-General of Yunnan and Guizhou, he moved to Qujing, the Governor-General's residence.

Because he wandered around Yunnan and Guizhou when he was young, this experience was called "wandering study", but the result of this wandering study was obviously not very good.

Even if what he has learned is nothing more than the Four Books and Five Classics, classics, history, philosophy and literature, which is equivalent to studying Chinese for more than ten years, the difficulty level is only at the elementary school level.

但自6岁开蒙以来，岑春煊前后搬迁了5-6个地方就学，相当于后世的一个小学生换了5-6个学校才读完小学。

So you can imagine the quality of education.

He wandered like this for more than ten years. When Cen Chunxuan was 18 years old, his father Cen Yuying took into consideration that "Yunnan and Guangxi are remote border areas, and the students' knowledge and experience are limited, and there is no teacher to learn from." So he used his power as a provincial and ministerial official to send his son to study in Beijing.

When Cen Chunxuan was seven years old and studying in Beijing, he was already an adult. The casual habits he developed in the southwestern frontier made him very uncomfortable with the environment in Beijing, so he had no intention of studying after arriving in Beijing.

As an adult, he was not like a teenager who would be easily frightened by the teacher in the private school.

So he became a well-known dandy in the capital, and people at that time called him: "Chunxuan Shaosui, conceited about his family background and talent, arrogant, gold to make friends, carriages and horses filled the house, as if it were a banquet."

At that time, Cen Chunxuan, Lao Ziqiao and Rui Cheng were called "The Three Evil Youngsters of the Capital" by gossipers.

Cen Chunxuan and Yuan Xiangcheng have many similarities. They are of similar age, and both were not good at academics since childhood and focused on miscellaneous tasks.

He also followed his father as an official in various places, and was also sent to the capital to study because of his idleness.

Moreover, after Yuan Xiangcheng went to Beijing to study, he worked harder than Cen Chunxuan, and at least he did not get the reputation of being a "bad boy".

The only difference is that Yuan Xiangcheng went to Beijing to study in the first year of the Guangxu period and returned to his hometown to take part in the imperial examinations in the fourth year of the Guangxu period; while Cen Chunxuan arrived in Beijing in the fifth year of the Guangxu period and returned to his hometown in Guangxi in the tenth year of the Guangxu period.

It was a great regret in the officialdom of the late Qing Dynasty that the two men, despite having such similar experiences, were unable to meet in the capital when they were young.

However, despite their similar early experiences, their fates after returning home were completely different.

Yuan Shikai's great uncle, who was the governor of the grain transport system, died early, his father was not a high-ranking official, and his family background was not strong enough, so after studying classics, history, and literature in the capital for five years, he returned to his hometown in Henan and took the provincial examination twice but failed.

Cen Chunxuan had been wandering in the capital for 6 years. As soon as he returned to his hometown in Guangxi, he passed the provincial examination and became a juren. It is unknown how much role his father, who was still the governor of Yunnan and Guizhou, played in this.

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In short, after Yuan Shikai failed the imperial examinations twice, he burned the Six Chapters of the Classic of Literature and resolved to become a great hero who would fight on the battlefield and maintain domestic peace and resist foreign aggression; and after Cen Chunxuan passed the imperial examination, he was naturally supported by his father and was rotated to various departments in the capital.

When he came to the capital again, Cen Chunxuan's identity had changed.

Before this, he studied and lived in the capital as a commoner, but having a father who was a governor really allowed him to do whatever he wanted.

However, if one enters the capital as a low-level juren, not many people in the officialdom will care about this identity.

After all, Beijing has seen many princes, grandsons of kings, and descendants of frontier officials. You say you are the son of the governor, but I am the grandson of a prince, and he is a hereditary yellow belt.

We are all officials in the capital, so whose background is weaker than whose?

So even though Cen Chunxuan's father was the governor of a province, he had no knowledge and it was difficult for him to be valued by his superiors.

In 1885, the tenth year of the reign of Emperor Guangxu, after Cen Chunxuan passed the imperial examination and came to Beijing, he worked hard for nearly four years in various departments in Beijing to learn and practice. During these four years, he made no achievements and was not promoted at all.

It was not until last year when Cen Chunxuan consulted a fortune teller and received a brilliant plan that he caught the attention of a group of bigwigs in Beijing.

What kind of clever trick could allow Cen Chunxuan, a small scholar, to be appreciated by high-ranking officials in Beijing?

The imperial court in the late Qing Dynasty faced many problems, but all of them boiled down to two.

The first was constant defeats, and the second was lack of money. Defeats often resulted in large amounts of reparations, which made the court even more short of money.

After becoming short of money, there was no extra money to start foreign affairs to strengthen the country and resist humiliation. After all, sending students to school, training soldiers, purchasing ships, and building factories all cost huge amounts of money.

These two things influence and penetrate each other, just like the problem of adding more water to flour or more flour to water, which is almost unsolvable.

So far, only Yuan Shikai has temporarily solved one of the problems. He defeated the French with the advance funding from the court, which made him feel proud.

However, even though they won the battle, they still had to pay compensation, and the most important problem remained unsolved: lack of money.

Fortunately, after the signing of the Sino-French-Vietnamese-Taiwan Treaty, the Qing Dynasty ushered in a brief period of peace and no longer had to worry about war, so it only needed to focus on how to raise funds.

After the Sino-French War, compensation to the French needed to be paid urgently, Empress Dowager Cixi's reconstruction of the Old Summer Palace was also put on the agenda, and the warships ordered by Li Hongzhang earlier happened to arrive one after another.

Three things that cost a lot of money came at the same time. The Grand Councilor and the officials of the Ministry of Revenue were like ants on a hot pan, running around in a panic.

Is the reparations delayed? Beware of French warships and cannons bombing the port again;

Are you slow to improve your garden? Do you still want to make progress? The old lady is watching you.

Not paying the final payment for the warships? What a joke! If you dare to do this, the Germans and British will come to your door with armed forces to collect the debt.