Snapped! The white porcelain tureen fired by the imperial kiln in Jingdezhen was smashed to pieces on the ground, and the broken porcelain pieces with folded flowers, lotus branches, five blessings and longevity were rolling back and forth on the ground.
"Are you going to piss off the Ai family to death? Are you going to let the Ai family live? Noisy, noisy, noisy... Ever since the Aijia entered the palace, it has been your quarrels. It has been noisy and noisy since the late emperor was in power..."
"Can you still discuss things carefully?"
Ci'an was angry. His daughter had been secretly sent to Chengde and felt uncomfortable. However, she could still withstand the endless quarrels among the courtiers. All the efforts she had made in the past to purify her heart and nourish her qi were completely wasted!
"What do you want to say, Sixth? Marshal Zeng has spent his whole life working for the imperial court. You don't know what his body looks like now?"
"Even if the Great Wall is on fire, we still need to find out the situation from Zuo Jigao. How can you force a governor of Zhili to do so?"
Guiziliu let his sister-in-law take advantage of him. He blushed and said nothing. He handed over the commander's hand and sat back down.
Ci'an turned to look at Zeng Guofan and was not polite, "Commander, something is wrong today. Everyone is panicking after such a big thing happened. How can you say that you are giving up?"
"Who can doubt you? Who dares to doubt you... To put it bluntly, you have spent the rest of your life with nothing but one general, and even with the death of so many people, you can't possibly be a disloyalty of the dynasty!"
This sentence is vicious and insidious enough. Ci'an's political skills are fully reflected in this sentence!
What does it mean that one general's success can lead to ten thousand bones drying up? It’s you, Zeng Guofan, don’t forget, your nickname is Zeng Shatou! How many people have you killed in Jiangnan? Countless Han people died at the hands of the Hunan Army. Can you really rebel against the Qing Dynasty?
You and your brothers massacred the city of Nanjing! You have already shouldered countless blood debts! You are already firmly tied to the Qing Dynasty. Even if you rebel, no Han people will sincerely follow you!
After all, you, the 500,000 veterans of the Hunan Army, can fool around with you and expect other Han people to follow the dragon like they followed Zhu Yuanzhang? Stop dreaming!
On the surface, Ci'an was carrying forward Marshal Zeng's achievements and showing the court's absolute confidence in the Marshal, but in reality it was still a knock.
Beat you, Zeng Guofan, don't be tempted, just work with the Qing Dynasty until death, you have no way to turn back!
How could Zeng Guofan not understand these words? His face suddenly turned pale. He took out the styrax wine from his sleeve and drank two sips to suppress his heart palpitations.
"Hey... the Queen Mother knows me! At this age, you still suspect that I am going to rebel? I said, Prince Gong, look at my body... what else can I do?"
While Yi Xin was secretly giving thumbs up to his sister-in-law, he also said to the Marshal with a frown on his face, "I am also impatient, Marshal, don't take it to heart... To be honest, in the eyes of people with ulterior motives in the world, this Great Wall beacon fire , it’s really too sensitive!”
"I'm really afraid of those little ones making trouble..."
Yixuan also came out to smooth things over, "Commander, there is no need to be impatient. If this matter is as expected by the commander, Lanzhou will definitely send a message to Xi'an quickly after receiving the news of the war..."
"If there is a beacon fire, there must be carrier pigeons delivering messages... As long as Xi'an receives detailed news, it will definitely send a telegram to Beijing as soon as possible..."
Weng Tonghe went to Shanghai Road to pick him up, and Li Hongzao naturally became the spokesperson of Qingliu. He stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Queen Mother, princes, don't worry too much... If it is really good news about the victory of Xingxingxia, then This mess is not that troublesome!”
"From ancient times to the present, the news of winning a war can inspire people... As soon as the good news arrives, we will publicize it with great fanfare. Isn't this what the folk say about happiness?"
It was a good idea to use the good news of victory to celebrate the victory, but before the Queen Mother of the two palaces could speak, Prince Qing Yikuang, who was looking at people sideways, became venomous again.
"Haha... It's just for your liking. Anyway, it was you Han people who won the battle, and the Great Wall beacon was lit again... double happiness!"
Hey... This yin and yang was so weird that he almost made Li Hongzao angry to death. "Prince Qing! Are you here to discuss matters today or are you here to cause trouble?"
"You see, we Han ministers are all dissatisfied. You have an idea? I have to do what you say? Kill!"
"That's right! We have to organize a big prison, and we have to kill a lot of rebels! If people are not honest, the people will forget whose court this is!"
Yi Kuang has also been in a bad mood recently. After letting Yi Pei, the fifth master of Xia Wang, block a soft nail, he did not contact the third master Qing, and the matter of getting rich was not settled.
He was so angry that he had been beating slaves at home for the past two days. The first one went to the street and beat an old Jingxi farmer selling autumn pears to half to death. In the end, Shuntian Mansion did not dare to care about him.
Today I am using the topic to spread evil. To put it bluntly, I am demonstrating to the court to tell everyone that I am not a soft persimmon!
Literary men like Li Hongzao certainly looked down upon such a villainous prince. In the past, he couldn't afford to offend him and even tried to avoid him, so he was able to live up to his reputation.
But today, this is a slap in the face!
"Haha... What a great idea, Prince Qing! When the news of the victory at Xingxing Gorge came and the world was rejoicing, you took the lead in setting up a prison? Killing people?"
"Don't even think about it, what will the soldiers think in the minds of the soldiers who set out to conquer the West like this? What will the people of the world think? Are there people thinking that our country is giving up on Xinjiang?"
"Zuo Jigao won the battle and still committed a crime? You still want to kill all the soldiers and civilians who lit the beacon fire to report the good news?"
Li Hongzao pointed his hand at his nose and yelled, "You won the battle and yet you committed a crime? To deliver the news of victory, you still have to behead? Is this what you, Prince Qing, mean? Or is it the meaning of the entire court!"
"Don't forget! The Western Regions were pacified by Emperor Qianlong, and Xinjiang Province was named by Emperor Qianlong! Don't you want it anymore? If you want, let's go to the Ancestral Temple and argue about this in front of our ancestors. wrong?"
"Let's go! Let me go..."
Li Hongzao took off his hat and threw it on the chair. He grabbed Yi Kuang's five-clawed golden dragon and pulled it out. This momentum suppressed the famous rogue prince in the capital.
It was obvious that Yi Kuang could beat Li Hongzao. After all, one was a prince who was forced to practice martial arts since he was a child, and the other was a Hanchen who was studying. If they were to fight together, Li Hongzao would definitely suffer.
But Yi Kuang felt guilty because he couldn't stand it! He doesn't know his reputation yet? If Li Hongzao were to be dragged to the Ancestral Temple to cry for his ancestors, he would really have no confidence.
"Are you...are you, Li Hongzao, crazy?" Yi Kuang dodged left and right.
"The Ancestral Temple enshrines the ancestors of my Aixinjueluo family. Why are you a Han official? If I don't go, just let go..."
"Bah... shameless. Who wouldn't feel sad if the Xinjiang province designated by Emperor Qianlong was invaded by rebels? It's such an easy victory. Instead of celebrating, you want to kill the soldiers and civilians who delivered the good news?"
"Let's go...kowtow in front of Qianlong's memorial tablet and discern the truth! If that doesn't work, I'll go with you to the Qingdong Tomb in Zunhua and personally go to Qianlong's mausoleum to discern..."
"I won't go...you are crazy...how do you know it must be news of victory? What if it is news of defeat?"
"This beacon fire is just a report, and I can't tell you any specific information... Why do you say it's a victory?"
Prince Qing and the college student, they circled around an embroidered pier to avoid it, just like an eagle catching a chick!
