The head of the Beijing Municipal Public Security Bureau, Wu Binghu, was standing in front of his office desk, worried. Of course, there was nothing wrong with the desk itself, but rather the things on it.

  A name card stained with blood had five clear words written on it in red ink: "Iron Blood Save the Country Society". There were also two axes that looked like murder weapons. Wu Binghu felt a headache whenever he saw the words "iron blood", thinking that this was another case of a chaotic party, and that such politically sensitive cases should not be handled by the Metropolitan Police Department, but rather by the Military Law Enforcement Agency. Now these people were everywhere, competing with them for business, and the brothers below were all complaining.

  He was annoyed when the phone rang, and after a glance, it was still an internal call, definitely from the Presidential Palace. Should he answer or not? Wu Binghu hesitated for half a day before answering the phone, only to hear Yuan Shikai's angry scolding: "You, Chief Monitor Wu, have become so bold that you even dare not answer my phone calls?"

  "There's no way I'd have the guts to do that, Mr. President, please don't scare me" Wu Binghu was sweating profusely

  "Stop making excuses, the Japanese are already protesting at the door. Which case is it that you're so eager to hand over to the military police? They'll take charge and you'll assist. I don't care what method you use, Wu Binghu, even if you have to dig three feet underground, you must get this Iron Blood Comrade Society - no, it's the Iron Blood National Salvation Society - out for me. And yet, under my very nose, Sun Wen's people are still killing and setting fires. Isn't that a slap in my face? You have ten days to wrap up the case. Did you hear?"

  "It's guaranteed to complete the task" Wu Binghu is also a cunning role, the case has been transferred to the Military and Political Law Enforcement Department, let alone ten days, even three days, what can the Beijing Police Department do?

  It's Lu Jianzhang's turn to have a headache now. Sorry, due to the butterfly effect, Lu Jianzhang took office as the commander of the 7th Division of the Beiyang Army one month earlier than in history, and at the same time took office as the Northwest Pacification Supervisor. Now the person who should be worried about this case is Lei Zhenchun, the second director of the Jingxi Military Police Enforcement Agency.

  Lei Zhenchun looked at the evidence transferred from the Beijing Police Department and was also confused. He had just taken over the key department of Jingqi Military Government Law Enforcement Agency for a few days, and even the lunar calendar hadn't been released yet. In the end, he used a crude method to randomly select several death row inmates from the prison and shot them as rioters to close the case.

  It seems that due to the military and police searching the entire city, nothing else happened for the next month. Originally thought that this matter would be over like this, but unexpectedly it was just the beginning.

  Just as the people of Beijing are celebrating the peaceful and auspicious New Year's festival in 1914, our comrade Wang Yaohua has successfully established the Iron-Blooded Patriotic Society, the first terrorist organization in Chinese history.

  This organization, with the Anhui fellow provincials as the main body and the Shandong fellow provincials as the outer shield, relied on its extremely sufficient funds from the beginning to quickly expand. A batch of strong action-oriented backbone members were also cultivated, and four leaders were responsible for one line each. Even if an accident occurred, as long as it was cut off in time, the entire organization would not be affected. Each line is actually a Iron-Blood Salvation Association with its own independent intelligence operations and counter-espionage department. Weapons and peripheral members are also kept independent and do not intersect. This organization is rare not only in China at that time but also in the world. Wang Yaquan was able to achieve this, which is why he became known as the "Father of Federal Agents". The Japanese Tokko's evaluation of Wang Yaquan is: "Some people's talents are indeed born with no flaws, and they will not be defeated."

  Currently specializing in treating all kinds of disobedience, Wang Yaqiao's first target is the Qing Dynasty's richest family, the Prince Zheng's Mansion.

  Qingxiang Prince Yiku, the grandson of the 17th son of Emperor Qianlong, is already a distant relative of the imperial family. However, relying on the protection of Empress Dowager Cixi, this member of the royal family who had no dignity or virtue whatsoever rose to the position of Zhongdang and was also the last iron-cap prince of the Qing dynasty to be enfeoffed with hereditary succession.

  Later generations always regarded Heshen as the first corrupt official in history, but compared to this guy, Heshen was really wronged. No matter how much Heshen bullied others, he didn't bully the Qing dynasty to death. Moreover, Heshen bullied other people's families.

  This old man's corruption is not ordinary, he messed up his own family's industry, in today's popular language, it's called "defeat the family". Moreover, his way of defeat is different from others. Some people fail because they are not good at managing the household, it's not their fault. This old man, however, has been in power for decades, knows the danger, but still insists on defeating the family, this revolutionary spirit is even more than what the founding father can match.

  Let's not talk about the distant past, but take the Xinhai Revolution as an example. The imperial court couldn't even come up with half of the military expenses, yet this gentleman had stored away an amount equivalent to the Qing dynasty's annual financial revenue. He managed to hold on to it and didn't spend a single penny, not to mention that he was also hoping for the imperial court to continue to exist, so he strongly advocated for Yuan Shikai to take power.

  In the end, he still didn't forget to take advantage of Yuan Shikai and helped him persuade Empress Dowager Longyu to issue an edict of abdication. The leader of the Royalist Party, Liang Qichao, mentioned this old man with gritted teeth and spat out four words: "The old thief can be killed". At that time, he was so scared that Emperor Puyi fled to Tianjin Concession with his family and dozens of carriages full of wealth overnight. Fortunately, the revolutionaries were still quite spirited and first blew up Liang Qichao.

  So rather than saying that Sun Yat-sen and other revolutionaries overthrew the Qing, it's better to say that it was actually Prince Qing and others from the Manchu nobility who brought down the Qing themselves. This group of people spent their whole lives accomplishing this one thing.

  From the perspective of dialectical materialism, it is unscientific and anti-human to say that a good father produces a good son and a reactionary father produces a scoundrel. However, in the household of Prince Yi Xuan, this saying is the most realistic portrayal. Let's take a look at what role Zai Zhen, the eldest son of Prince Qing, played in the demise of the Qing Dynasty.

  Here is the translation:

  It's said that when Empress Dowager Cixi was still on her deathbed, she sensed that the Qing dynasty was about to collapse. She ordered Prince Qing's son, Zaizhen, to go to Northeast China to manage their ancestral home. This was a matter of life and death for the entire Manchu people. The Prince Qing's mansion also had a stake in this. However, Zaizhen botched the job and it ended in failure. But one person seized the opportunity to turn from a bandit into a commander of the patrol camp. That person was Zhang Zuolin, the future King of Northeast China.

  According to Zhang Zuolin's own recollection, he bribed Zaizhen with 100,000 taels of silver. The ancestral home of Manchuria was sold to the Zhang family for this price. This is an extreme example. Later, when Zhang accepted a famous courtesan from Duan Zhigui in Tianjin and was exposed, leading to his dismissal, it could only be seen as a side effect that the Prince Qing's mansion had indeed declined in integrity with each generation.

  The nobles of the Qing dynasty were just like this. If they didn't collapse, then the common people would be the ones to suffer.

  In history, Zai Zhen lived a very rich life after playing with the Qing Dynasty, relying on huge savings interest to live a carefree life until death. However, due to Wang Zhenyu, this irresponsible time-traveler, establishing the Iron-Blooded Patriotic Society, such a happy life should not have appeared at this moment.

  It was also a day when the King's mansion should have had such a day. After the Xinhai Revolution, Yi Kuang brought his family to hide in the British Concession in Tianjin to avoid the storm. However, as time passed and life became more peaceful, the old king who enjoyed fortune in Beijing began to miss Beijing again. He thought of his past friendship with Yuan Shikai and his last meritorious service of selling out his lord for personal gain. So this family plucked up their courage and returned to Beijing's King's mansion. However, they had deposited all their silver into the Hong Kong and Shanghai Banking Corporation in Britain and exchanged it for a deposit receipt. It was reasonable to say that whoever tried to get their hands on this huge sum of money would find it very difficult.

  In a small quadrangle less than three hundred meters away from the Qīng qīn wáng fǔ, Wáng Yàqiáo led several trusted men in big strides and asked as soon as he entered: "How is Xiǎo yōng's preparation going?"

  "All 68 people are ready, we have also prepared the uniforms of the military and political law enforcement agency you wanted, and the certificates too."

  Wang Ya-qiao: "Have the guards at the Wang estate been cleared? What about the patrolmen nearby?"

  Xu Xiyong: "The Wang Mansion has more than 40 Goshha guards, but they are not elite and do not have guns. We also bribed the surrounding police patrolmen, telling them that something would be transported into the mansion tonight and it wouldn't be convenient for anyone to see."

  "What about the reception, how is it arranged?"

  Xu Xiyong: "After the person is brought out, we have arranged for someone to take him to Qianmen outside Chaoyang Gate. As soon as he comes out, there will be a car waiting to take him to Tianjin. In the Tianjin concession, Yu Yalong has also made arrangements, including having informants in the police station and bank. There won't be any problems. At that time, we can directly transfer the money to the Huabei Bank, and then have Wodragon coordinate with the Belgians to help us get the money out of the country. This way, the money will arrive in Anjiang."

  Wang Yaqiao: "How is the Chaoyangmen arranged?"

  Xu Xi Yong: "We've investigated and found that the officer on duty that night, February 15th, was a trainee platoon leader named Wang Zhenpeng, who is Wu Long's younger brother. The soldiers under him were already bribed by us, and Wu Long told us not to bother with it, saying he would handle it personally."

  Wang Ya frowned: "Don't make a scene here, or all our previous efforts will be wasted. Who knows if those soldiers will leak the news afterwards?"

  Xu Xiyong shook his head and said, "All twenty soldiers are going to be cut off this time. We will arrange for these soldiers to gather in two days. Recently, the capital has been chaotic, and such things often happen. Wang Zhenpeng is just an intern, and he still has a platoon leader. However, that platoon leader was sleeping like a dead pig at the gatehouse that night, so even if they were caught, the responsibility would not fall on Wang Zhenpeng's shoulders unless this kid was stupid enough to go and confess himself."

  Wang Yaqiao thought for a moment and said: "What about the people in the Qing royal family? Such a big family can't just disappear, right?"

  Xu Xi Yong nodded and said, "No way to silence everyone, then we'll set fire to the Wang Fu. Let's choose tomorrow night, that way Beijing and Tianjin will be connected."

  Wang Ya Qiao nodded slightly with a heavy heart. In the grand Qingxin Wangfu, there were over a hundred mouths to feed, and his own hands would unknowingly be stained with the blood of many innocent people.