The second volume is full of glory and splendor in the capital, and the spirit is full of vitality in the foggy city. Chapter 317: 723 (7)
The subtitle of this chapter: Master Yong rebukes the bandit chief, and the great master subdues the vicious enemy.
"On behalf of 400 million Chinese people, we demand that you return Qingdao!"
When someone in the crowd heard this, their face instantly lost all color, turning even paler than the rice paper from Xuancheng, Anhui. This person was none other than...Gu Weijun, the Republic of China's Minister to the United Kingdom.
"A disaster, a disaster, a disaster..."
At this moment, these three big words were circling in his mind.
For him and the Beiyang government he belonged to, this matter was indeed a disaster, and a great disaster!
In fact, in addition to the fact that the Shandong Treaty aroused the patriotic enthusiasm of the Seres, the May Fourth Movement also had some economic factors.
During World War I, the industries of European countries all turned to military affairs. Even the civilian products they had were not enough to supply their own countries, so how could they export to China?
The Japanese, being close to the country, were the first to benefit, and a large number of cheap industrial products flooded into Serbia. Naturally, the national capitalists were very dissatisfied, so after the students' strike, workers' strikes and merchants' strikes followed.
Now that this has happened, how can public sentiment not rise again?
The people around him who knew him immediately focused their attention on Gu Weijun. Some of them showed expressions of surprise, hatred, and a little contempt, which made his face turn blue again, like a dead person who had been in the freezer for a week.
"Boxers, Boxers, Boxers..."
The professional diplomat immediately thought of similar events in history.
The Boxer Rebellion in 1899 killed many missionaries, which led to the Eight-Nation Alliance in 1900.
It's 1921 now, and these people are holding the crown princes of two countries hostage... If anything goes wrong, they'll be killed...
Gu Weijun didn't dare to think further.
He knew he should have stepped forward to stop them, or at least spoken a few words to these brave men... no, these troublemakers. But he just couldn't move his feet.
Feeling embarrassed and anxious, his face turned the same red as pig liver, just like Guan Yu, the god worshipped by Hongmen.
"What to do, what to do, what to do."
Even though he was well-educated, experienced in worldly affairs, held a high position, and had been in the diplomatic world for many years, he really didn't know what to do at this moment.
“Bullshit!”
Just as the Chinese ambassador to the UK was at a loss, a familiar voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.
"absurd!!"
Not only did the man curse loudly throughout the room, he also spoke Chinese.
“Nonsense!!!”
He pushed through the crowd and walked forward with a swagger.
Before reaching the stairs, the man switched to English again and shouted, "You absolutely, absolutely, absolutely cannot represent me, a Chinese!"
The pig-headed man's momentum faltered, and he took a breath and asked, "You are..."
"I'm Yuan Yanshu!"
Our Master Yuan ignored these "terrorists" and the black muzzles of their guns. After introducing himself, he walked up the stairs in a few steps and came to the microphone.
Then, he pushed Fu Changsheng aside as if no one was around, and said to everyone present: "Ladies and gentlemen. This is just their personal action and does not represent the official position of our country..."
Gu Weijun was so moved by these words that he wished he could give his position as Chinese ambassador to the UK to his uncle-in-law... Anyway, he estimated that after something like this happened, he would not be able to stay in the UK any longer.
"They don't represent the views of all Chinese people. For example, I strongly oppose this uncivilized behavior!"
"Although I also believe that the Shandong Treaty trampled on the sovereignty of our country, hurt the feelings of our people, and affected diplomatic relations with friendly countries, I do not think this is the way to resolve such an international issue."
"It's not too late to stop now..." Yuan Yan suddenly turned to the pig-headed man and said something in Chinese, then switched to English: "As a Chinese with a conscience, I demand that you leave here immediately!"
“Snap, snap, snap…”
Gu Weijun, who was listening, couldn't help but applaud when he heard such a righteous and justified rebuttal.
“Pah pah pah pah pah…”
With him taking the lead, warm applause suddenly broke out in the hall .
What a brave, fearless and handsome Chinese people are.
Some people even had tears in their eyes and other parts of their body because of Yuan Yanshu's words.
"state!"
When Fu Changsheng saw that something was wrong, he immediately fired a gun into the air, suppressing the applause from the audience.
"Shut up!"
He pointed the gun at Yuan Yanshu, scolded him, and made a gesture to the dog.
"Shut up? Why should I shut up… Ouch!"
The dog-headed man came forward, raised the butt of the Chicago Typewriter, and smashed it on Master Yuan's handsome face. He cried out in pain and fell to the ground.
"don't want!"
Lin Huiyin couldn't help but let out a cry of grief, and fainted with a plop.
The others below also showed anger and couldn't help but take a few steps forward.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
This time, the pig-headed man fired three shots in a rage, then said to the three people beside him, "Your Highnesses, please go up..."
Fu Changsheng pointed at Master Yuan, who had fainted on the ground, and said, "Take him away too!"
The snake-faced man raised his gun toward the two crown princes, signaling them to step forward. Dog and Rabbit carried the unconscious Yuan Yanshu. They ascended the stairs, then turned into a corridor and disappeared from view.
The pig-headed man then turned around and said, "Please don't worry. We don't want to hurt anyone unless we have to. So we will release the women first, and we will also release the elderly and infirm men."
In reality, having a dozen people guarding over 200 people was a stretch. It was fine for a short period, but any longer would inevitably lead to chaos. Besides, it was enough to just capture the most important target; there was no need to take so many hostages.
Of course, this also makes the Hibiscus Legion look like a benevolent and righteous army.
When everyone heard this, they felt a little relieved.
"Okay, now please stand on the right, ladies on the left..."
"Your Highness, this is unacceptable in our capital. I apologize!"
In fact, Scotland Yard provides security services to members of the royal family and senior government officials.
However, this type of security focuses more on the outside than the inside. They have bodyguards when they travel or go to public places, but when they go to such social occasions, the bodyguards will stay outside.
In this embarrassing situation, the Prince of Wales, whose name was very long, could only apologize in a low voice, feeling embarrassed and angry.
"Your Highness, please don't say that. I also want to apologize to you. This matter started with our country... Oh, I never thought the Chinese would be so bold."
Hirohito would never say that your great empire, the British Empire, can't even manage its capital, so you have to apologize and get away with it.
“Plop.”
“Plop.”
"Hi!"
At this moment, they heard a strange noise behind them. Looking back, they saw the dog and the rabbit lying on the ground, and the snake-faced man who was escorting them was fighting with the brave Chinese man.
Yuan Yan suddenly did a very graceful roundhouse kick, hitting the snake-faced man on the temple. The latter fell to the ground without a sound.
Our Master Yuan straightened his clothes and, of course, his hair, which was already neat and tidy.
Then he gave the two crown princes a bitter smile, bowed and said, "Your Highnesses, I want to apologize to you..."
