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"Sir, the food and wine you requested will be placed here for you. If you need anything else, just call me."

In a small tavern in the capital city, the waiter with a rag on his shoulders put the food and wine in the tray on the table with a bright smile, bowed slightly, and hurried back to work.

Sitting on the table were Tang Chen, who had been away from Guijianchou for a long time, and Ao Ming, who had turned into a human form and was looking at the wine glass curiously.

Maintaining an underage appearance, the wine glass would naturally not be placed in front of Tang Chen.Ao Ming has not been in contact with humans for who knows how many years, and it is unknown whether he has seen products of the human world before.

In short, he now looks like a country bumpkin, constantly playing with the not very delicate cup in front of him with one hand, watching the cup spinning like a spinning top, showing a silly smile from time to time.

Feeling the weird looks from the people around him, Tang Chen's eyelids twitched, and he regretted not giving this stupid dragon some knowledge.However, just by tapping the table lightly, everyone around him acted as if nothing happened and resumed the previous topic.

Tang Chen poured a glass of slightly sour and slightly sweet rice wine, chewed the food and wine, and listened to the conversations of the people around him.

"I think the Qing Dynasty is completely finished. I had a fight with England before, and I can see that the soldiers of the Qing Dynasty are rotten to the core. Don't talk about fighting with others, don't smoke big cigarettes You can be considered a good soldier even if you suck him to death."

At this moment, sitting at Tang Chen's table, a middle-aged man wearing a military uniform and a gentleman's hat sighed, and the wine he drank seemed to be filled with sadness.

Listening to his complaints, the man next to him quickly pushed him and whispered:

"Be careful, we people should talk less about national affairs. The Qing Dynasty is submissive to foreign countries, but it is different from us poor people. Don't you look down on the Qing Dynasty? What's the point of saying this?"

"I love this country, but I'm afraid it will die."

"you……"

It’s hard for a man to persuade his friend’s stubbornness.At this moment, the world is in chaos, who can be alone?

I can only sigh and swallow the bitter wine into my throat with sorrow.

If this Qing Dynasty can really work hard, then with its rich foundation, what can't it do?In their view, the so-called England is just a small country, which can only manage to be ruthless for the time being with its strong ships and cannons.

Who would have thought that a small country with dozens of ships and only 4000 people could completely defeat the Qing Dynasty, which had a vast territory and vast resources.

Hundreds of thousands of officers and soldiers, who were not the only enemy of a few thousand, were chased and slaughtered for dozens of miles.Even Mr. Lin, who strongly advocated the eradication of opium, was dismissed and escorted out of the customs. It is really difficult to see how prestige this corrupt court has.

It was also from that time that the world was in turmoil, and uprisings broke out among heroes from all walks of life.In addition, foreigners such as England have clearly seen the reality of this old empire. It can be said that it is suffering from internal and external troubles. Who knows when it will suddenly change?

More than ten years ago, after England won the war, it even signed some unequal treaties. This kind of treaty that was humiliating and humiliating the country could be said to have completely ignited the anger of the people of the country, and the hearts that were numb under feudal oppression gradually gradually Become restless.

Since Yingji entered the customs, there has been an endless stream of rebels all over the world, which made the rulers of the imperial court tremble and issued extremely strict laws.

Like the previous conversation between the two of them, if someone else heard it and reported it to the government, they would inevitably go to jail.

"Bah bah bah..."

After taking a sip of the wine in the glass, Ao Ming frowned and ate several mouthfuls of food to suppress the strange taste on his taste buds.Looking at the contented Tang Chen in front of him, he gnawed on the pig's trotters and muttered vaguely:

"I think the Qing Dynasty will end sooner or later. People outside are in dire straits. Droughts and floods occur frequently. Inside the city, there is still singing and dancing. I don't know how I managed to rule the world for nearly 300 years..."

"Also, the wine doesn't taste good at all. That guy Du Kang is just lying to the dragon. It doesn't have the dreamy feeling he said!"

"Oh?"

Tang Chen put down his wine glass and became somewhat interested in the Du Kang mentioned by Ao Ming.The legendary Bacchus also had this name, and I don’t know if it was the one Ao Ming mentioned.

No matter how you say it, Ao Ming is still a dragon. In this world, he is already of extremely noble blood.In addition, he doesn't know how many years he has lived, and he may have actually witnessed the history of ancient China.

Just when Tang Chen was imagining what the legendary wine brewed by the Dionysus would taste like, a noisy voice next to him suddenly brought him back to reality.

Turning his head, he saw that the table next to him had been overturned, and the food and wine on the table were scattered on the ground. The middle-aged man with a sad face and dressed as an official was pinned to the ground by several people who looked like officers and soldiers.

Beside the overturned wine table, the man who came with the middle-aged man was nodding and bending, standing next to an official in official uniform with a sinister look on his face. He took out a money bag with one hand without leaving any trace:

"Master Jun, Master Jun, you adults have a lot of money, please let him go this time. He also drank too much and his mind is a little unclear... You see, these are my filial piety to you..."

"Qian Lao San, you are still a good person, much better than your elder brother who only complains."

The official pinched the money bag in his sleeve, sat on the armchair with dignity, looked at the struggling middle-aged man, shook his head and said: "Qian Laosan, don't say that I don't give you face." , If Bao Er secretly said it in private, I would pretend not to have heard it. But he should never come to a restaurant and say this."

"If I just put him back like this, my official title will be forfeited tomorrow."

"This... my lord..."

He raised his palms, rejecting Qian Laosan's desire to intercede.The official looked at Bao Er, who was still dissatisfied, shook his head, and sneered: "Who doesn't love the Qing Dynasty? The Qing Dynasty doesn't like you for talking too much... What are you waiting for? Take him away quickly. !”

As he said that, he was about to stand up and take Bao Er to the Yamen for business, when a loud "bang" sound, like rolling thunder, was heard from the center of the tavern. He staggered in fright, and hurriedly hid behind an officer behind.

"What's going on? Are the foreigners coming again?"

Thinking of the power of foreign guns and cannons, he couldn't help but tremble in his legs.

Seeing the embarrassing appearance of their own officer, the officers and soldiers on the side were also a little embarrassed. They gave the embarrassed officer a helpless look and said:

"Sir, I am a storyteller..."

"Storytellers? I've been here so many times, why haven't I seen any storytellers?"

Cursing and regaining his balance, he took a closer look, Hey!I saw that a table in the center of the tavern had been cleared out at some point, leaving only a pot of tea and a gavel placed on it.

A handsome scholar was holding a paper fan with a flying dragon faintly drawn on it. He was standing in the center of the lobby. He looked at the gathered eyes without any fear. He took a sip of tea generously, coughed lightly, and said:

"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all the heroes! Over the past thousands of years, I don't know how many heroes have been buried. And what I'm talking about today starts from a mountain called Guijianchou on the border of Bashu... …”