C657 Semi-disordered capital (1/2)

The Beijing was lazy in the early spring. Although there was a bit of green in the chilly wind, the sand and dust that always came at the beginning of spring killed this bit of spring feeling.

Many of the seventeen to eighteen year old children had already become infected with the smelly habits of the Eight Flag Hedonist. Carrying birds and cages to raise big yellow dog, winter cicadas listened to the sound. In the teahouse, a bowl of the end of the year was served and all of them sat together to brag for a long time.

No one felt that they were wasting their youth because all the Baji s were alive. How many of the Eight Flag men knew how to work? It was their business if the Han people wanted to tire themselves to become dogs. The Manchu ate iron stalks of crops, and the identity of the standard-bearer was like a fertile field for a thousand years.

”Aiya, that Third Brother!” You're lucky... Sixth Brother Duo Luo, your spirit … Isn't that Ma Qun, Ma Clan's Second Master? ”Come, come, come, let's do it together …”

The three brothers, Sanbao, Duo Luo, and Ma Qun, met up in a familiar teahouse. After receiving the proper eight banners, each of them ordered a bowl of stewed meat noodles for breakfast.

Initially, this was a common sight in the Beijing, but when it came to these three children who were only seventeen or eighteen years old, they were incredibly idle.

The urchins in the Eight Banners were all old, boiled or unbroken copper peas. When they were old, they had no hope of promotion, so they focused all their energy on playing. Many of the things in the Beijing were held up by this group of idle people.

Battle cricket, eighth brother thrush, literary walnut, small gourd... Eagles, kites, snuff-box painters... It could be said that the Eight Banner class had provided many small things that the future generations of people loved to hear about.

However, seventeen to eighteen year old children had also learned to make tea in the adult teahouse. It was quite rare for them to gather so early in the morning.

Such a big Eight Flag kid, wasn't he the same age as him? Even if he did not have two money in his pocket, there was still not enough money to cover the entire Beijing. Those part-time women, didn't they all love to look pretty? These awesome guys could just casually throw away a few dates and sleep for a night. If they really didn't have any money, they could just post it all over the place.

How could he learn from those old helpers at such a young age? The shopkeeper didn't understand and didn't bother to ask.

No one in the teahouse knew that these three brothers would go up the city wall for a few miles every day before dawn, and then train for a few times. They were truly the best among the eight flags.

After a bowl of noodles, the three of them started to chat.

”My two brothers, I heard that the Prince Kung has already started practicing our new army. They invited a British coach, saying that they will all be using Gun cannons, and my fourth uncle is even accompanying the Head Office to the northern suburbs to watch the campsite …”

”Oh, come on, what's up?” What powerful weapon could he produce from his two blades? Even the Growing Commander has said that foreign soldiers are hard to cultivate. Other than the Prime Minister Xiao of the East China Sea, no one else in the world will be able to figure out what kind of path the new army is based on. ”

”Ai …” Mentioning the Prime Minister Xiao of the East China Sea, my heart is no longer at peace. I must say that I am truly impressed, a scholar actually brought out an iron army and beat the foreigners to look for their teeth, isn't this the natural born star staying in the mortal world! ”

”But when I look at the losses that our Manchu suffered under his hands, I can't help but feel indescribably stifled in my heart … The people from the Guandong Gate took down the hundreds of people in one charge. The parade in the Supreme Harmony Temple is really not giving us, the Manchu any face at all … ”

”Brother, you're right. There are also those half-crippled elders on the streets. I really can't bear to see them …”

The so-called hemiparesis was a noun that had just become popular in the Beijing years ago. It was even the eight flags that had been defeated by Maylor during the battle, it could be said to be the last bit of vitality left in the standard-bearers of the Beijing.

Each of them had their hands wrapped in white cloth, their family members were all stunned, all those who returned to Beijing alive had their thumbs chopped off.

The entire capital was filled with wails and wails. The banner holder family was scolding Xiao Letian for being wicked, but these personally experienced people kept their mouths shut and did not dare to say a word about Xiao Letian.

”Stop scolding people at home, throw two fingers and count. You have not seen what kind of heavenly fire Xiao Letian dropped that burnt a person to death, the flames directly burned his bones and almost melted his bones … It's raining cats and dogs, and there's some older people in the team, what do you think? ”

”They said that they were killed by the Heaven Flames and their spirit souls were all burned away. They couldn't enter the Six Paths of Reincarnation and even if they died, they wouldn't be able to reincarnate …” My ancestors, it was not easy for me to retrieve my life! ”

Many women were scared to the point that they were covered in cold sweat. Throwing two fingers away wasn't a big deal, after all, they still had some big parts on them, so they could still use them at night.

However, time proved that Xiao Letian was sinister, and gradually the Beijing soldiers felt that something was amiss. They previously thought that giving Xiao Letian a thumbs up was useless, so throwing two of their fingers at Xiao Letian was not considered a big loss. But he never would have thought that without the support of his thumb, he wouldn't be able to do so much. The remaining four fingers were actually all spent.

It was impossible to hold things, and it was also impossible to hold things. The little thumb was actually the most important organ to work with the other fingers. It was fine to lose your little finger, but you couldn't lose your thumb.

Losing his thumb was equivalent to crippling his own martial arts. His civil and military skills had all been wasted. He was a cripple who did not look like a cripple at home. Sobbing could be heard everywhere in the home of the people with eight flags.