beijing city
"Dida dida..."
The sound of galloping horse hooves sounded
"Get out of the way, get out of the way quickly. Hurry up for eight hundred miles, and you will die if you block the road."
I saw a cavalryman on a galloping horse shouting loudly, passing quickly through the street of Yongding Gate in the south of Beijing, raising a long line of dust.
The Yongding Gate in the outer city leads to the main road from Zhengyang Gate in the inner city. On the second floor of the Ke Zilai Inn, two people are standing on the balcony facing the main street.
One of these people was Liu Tongxun, who had just been released from prison after he was dismissed from his post and escorted back to Beijing after he petitioned to abandon Barkol and retreat to Hami. The other one is his son, the famous Liu Yong and Liu Luoguo.
He was also imprisoned in the Penal Department Prison because of Liu Tongxun's influence, and he had just been released.
"Father, what happened to the court this year? It's the end of the year and there are still so many wars? A few days ago, it was a 600-mile rush, and today it's an 800-mile rush." Liu Yong looked at the cavalry galloping away and faced them. Liu Tongxun beside him bowed and asked.
"What else could it be? It is said that a strong group of rebels appeared in Guangdong. They captured Wuzhou City in half an hour, Qingyuan City in an hour, and the entire Zhaoqing Prefecture in a few days."
"This eight-hundred-mile rush is probably also their problem. If what I said before is true, they may have captured Guangzhou City by now, or even the entire Guangdong." Liu Tongxun was a little unhappy. Answered naturally.
Even though Liu Tongxun had just been released from prison, his classmates and party members in the Manchu Qing court were still supporting him. Therefore, he still had a rough idea of the general trends of the Manchu and Qing court.
"Isn't this a bit alarmist? How could it be so strong? When did such a powerful enemy appear in Guangdong? Where did it come from?" Liu Yong couldn't help but have doubts about his father Liu Tongxun's words.
This is such a powerful rebel. Even the Qing soldiers who were said to be invincible before entering the pass did not have such a record.
"It's eight hundred miles in a hurry and there is still a lie. The emergence of this powerful group of rebels is our current emperor's problem." Liu Tongxun said in a low voice, and then sighed worriedly and continued:
"The world has not yet reached peace, and it is not a good thing for such a strong rebel to appear again. I wonder how many people will die this time to quell the chaos!"
"No, but is this rebel related to the Holy One?" Liu Yong was a little confused about what Liu Tongxun meant.
"Hey, let's not talk about this. You will know later." Liu Tongxun waved his hand and said
"Yes. It seems that it will be difficult for the officials of the imperial court to have a good year this year." Liu Yong said looking for a topic.
"Actually, how can they only have a hard time?" Liu Tongxun sighed again after thinking that all his family property was used as military expenses.
After listening to Liu Tongxun's tone, Liu Yong didn't know what was going on? So he asked Liu Tongxun, "I wonder what my father has planned?"
"If you have any plans, let's talk about it when we return to our hometown after the New Year!" Liu Tongxun replied.
"Father, why do you need to be like this? My salary at the Hanlin Academy can also take care of my family's life in the capital." Liu Yong bowed again and said. He had only received his order to be downgraded as an editor at the Hanlin Academy two days ago.
"Just think of me as going back to my hometown to relax! Anyway, I haven't been back for a long time." Liu Tongxun refused Liu Yong's offer to stay.
This imprisonment also made Liu Tongxun somewhat disappointed with the Manchu court.
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Inside the West Nuan Pavilion, Nourishing Heart Hall, Bauhinia City
It has been snowing in the capital for a long time since winter, and the heating inside the Yangxin Hall has already started.
In the West Nuan Pavilion of the Yangxin Hall, a group of important state ministers who had been urgently summoned by Qianlong were standing.
"Tell me what's going on with the rebels who are rushing eight hundred miles away in Henian? What does it mean that Li Shiyao's life and death are unknown, and what does it mean that Guangdong Province is in danger? How do you think we should deal with it?"
Qianlong, who was sitting in the position of the head of the Nuanxin Pavilion, waited for the eunuch beside him to finish reading the content of the eight hundred miles urgent letter he had just received, and then he hurriedly said angrily to the ministers in front of him.
"I (slave) are guilty, I (slave) deserve to die."
Hearing Qianlong's anger, all the ministers present kneeled on the ground to apologize.
The Lord is worried about the humiliation of his subjects, and the Lord is worried about the humiliation of his subjects.
If these ministers didn't even understand such "basic" principles, they wouldn't be able to achieve such high positions.
"Okay, I don't want to listen to your nonsense. Tell me what to do!" Qianlong looked a little angry at the ministers who were kowtowing below.
At this time, Qianlong stood up from his seat, walked to the military minister Fu Heng who was still kneeling on the ground, and said: "Fu Heng, tell me your opinion."
"Hey, Your Majesty." Fu Heng replied: "The rebels who have caused rebellion must be killed no matter what, and must not be tolerated."
"Well, that's good. You all should get up and talk!" Qianlong said with great satisfaction after hearing what Fu Heng said.
"I, my servants, thank you, Your Majesty."
All the ministers in the West Nuan Pavilion of the Yangxin Hall kowtowed in thanks.
"Fu Heng, keep talking." Qianlong continued to speak to Fu Heng without looking at the others.
"I obey the order," Fu Heng replied, bowing to Qianlong.
"The Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty was too kind and allowed Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong and other rebels to cause chaos in the world. We, the Qing Dynasty, will never let such rebels live."
"Yes. Continue." Qianlong nodded and agreed.
"Yes." Fu Heng replied
"I think these rebels are not that powerful. They captured Wuzhou City in half an hour and Qingyuan City in an hour. Even the heavenly soldiers and divine generals cannot do this. Unless my Qing soldiers opened the city and surrendered as soon as they passed by? I think that's it. The people below are exaggerating the power of the rebels to cover up their own mistakes in losing the city."
"The analysis is reasonable, but in the Year of the Crane Eight Hundred Miles emergency, it is said that Li Shiyao's whereabouts are unknown. What do you think?" Qianlong asked
"If it is true as this urgent letter says, General Li may indeed have died heroically for his country." Fu Heng still had a good impression of Li Shiyao, and this indirectly spoke for him.
"What a pity!" Qianlong sighed after hearing what Fu Heng said. He is also optimistic about Li Shiyao. He is a rare and capable minister.
"The ministers (minions) are guilty."
The ministers in Xinuan Pavilion once again knelt down and cried out in pain.
"Okay, everyone, let's get up and talk!"
Qianlong was still very satisfied with the knowledge and interest of these ministers. In his mind, ministers who do not understand dignity are not good ministers, and people who do not know how to fear the court are not good people.
"I, my servants, thank you, Your Majesty."
The ministers kowtowed again and stood up.
"Minister of the Ministry of War, please tell me your opinion of the Ministry of War." Qianlong looked at the newly promoted Minister of War, Fu Senjilin, and asked.
In October, after the former Minister of War Bandi was surrounded and committed suicide during the Amursana rebellion, Fu Senjili only took office in December.
Unexpectedly, this has not been able to solve the rebellion of Zhungeer, and such a big mess has happened again. It seems that these 20 years of Qianlong were really eventful years.
