"I thank you, Your Majesty." Ji Xiaolan kowtowed again to express his gratitude, and then slowly stood up.
"Your Majesty, please look here. The peak of the pen is curved and swirling with force. Look here again. It is frustrated and full. It is really a unified body of Hunyuan and the power of ingenuity. This is rare calligraphy in the world." Ji Xiaolan looked at the few words in the calligraphy. He pointed them out one by one.
"Haha... Ji Aiqing is overly praised. My calligraphy is still inferior to Wang Xizhi, Mi Di and others!" Qianlong was in a good mood and smiled happily.
"Yongqi, what do you think of my calligraphy?"
Aixinjueluo Yongqi, Qianlong's fifth son, was just fifteen years old but was deeply loved by Qianlong. Although he is young, he can be regarded as a man of literary and military skills among the princes. If he had not died of illness early, Jiaqing would probably not be able to succeed to the throne.
"When I return to Huang Ama, I think what Mr. Ji said is more than true. Huang Ama's calligraphy is self-contained and noble." Aixinjueluo Yongqi knelt on the ground and was very " Sincerely" he said.
"You will make me happy. Get up quickly!" Although Qianlong's mouth was a little angry, his face was full of smiles.
"My son, thank you, Emperor Ama." Aixinjueluo Yongqi stood up obediently, and Qianlong was very satisfied when he saw it.
Perhaps it was because of his better diet. Aixinjueluo Yongqi, who was only fifteen years old, stood almost as tall as Qianlong. Looking at his favorite son, Qianlong suddenly felt a little disappointed. Qianlong, who was still smiling, suddenly stopped and frowned.
"Huang Ama, what's wrong? But what did I do wrong?" Aixinjueluo Yongqi asked worriedly.
"It's none of your business. The war in the south is not over yet, so people have to worry." Qianlong sighed and replied.
"Weichen (minions, son-in-laws) are guilty."
The ministers and princes who followed Qianlong knelt down and shouted. After all, there is a saying that the master is worried about his minister's death.
"Let's all get flat!" Qianlong waved his hand and said.
After everyone thanked him one after another, Aixinjueluo Yongqi said to Qian Shenshilong: "Huang Ama does not need to worry too much. General Pingnan is also a man who has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he will definitely be able to defeat Huang Ama this time." Suppress the rebels for the imperial court."
"Exactly, exactly...what the fifth elder brother said is extremely true."
"As the fifth elder brother said bluntly, General Pingnan will definitely be able to put down the chaos in the south and return in triumph..."
Everyone echoed every word.
"I hope Fu Heng can defeat this group of rebels. Otherwise, once the heavily taxed land in the south of the Yangtze River falls into the hands of the rebels, the court's expenses will be difficult." Qianlong thought to himself.
"It's been several days, and there's been no news from Fu Heng. I don't know how the war is going."
A gust of cool breeze blew down, suppressing the weeds around the Xuan Pavilion, and a few petals swayed and fell. The wind is not strong, but it brings a rare coolness to the earth. Everyone's clothes were dancing and they felt very comfortable.
"Report...report..."
At this time, a guard wearing a yellow mandarin jacket was seen quickly calling over.
"Your Majesty is here, what's the fuss about?" an official next to Qianlong stepped out and scolded.
"Your Majesty, the capital is 800 miles away. Please report urgent military information to the Emperor." The guard replied loudly.
When Qianlong heard this, his heart tightened. No longer paying attention to the hierarchical system that he had always been stubborn about, he said aloud: "Let him pass it on."
Following Qianlong's instructions, the guards were quickly brought to him.
"I bow to the emperor, long live my emperor." The guard naturally knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and then he raised a letter with red feathers and sealed with fire seal clay in both hands.
"This is the eight-hundred-mile urgent military information reported to the emperor by the Ministry of War in the capital."
"Send it in." Qianlong said, staring at the letter.
I saw the eunuch beside Qianlong taking the letter in a familiar and natural manner, and then after checking the seal of the letter, he hurriedly took out the letter inside and handed it to Qianlong respectfully.
Qianlong slowly took the letter and unfolded it slowly.
As the ancients said: The emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is.
In fact, it's not that the emperor is not in a hurry, it's just that there are some things that the emperor cannot be anxious about, especially in front of many ministers. If I lose my composure, I don’t know what will happen to it. If you don't do it right, it will cause an indelible stain on your own wise image. Therefore, no matter how urgent the matter was, Qianlong had to look as steady as a mountain without showing any signs of it.
Another gust of wind blew by, and the corners of Qianlong's unfolded letter were dancing in the wind, with waves of paper shaking sounds.
Although there were many people surrounding Qianlong at this moment, there was not even a sound of deeper breathing in this empty place. I could only hear the "ignorant" cry of the Qingfeng who didn't understand etiquette.
In the distance, there seemed to be the faint sound of running horse hooves.
Every year between July and August, Qianlong would go to this summer resort for the Mulan Autumn Festival. The sound of horse hooves must be the preparations made by the guards in Mulan's paddock for this hunting feast. Maybe it was the prey prepared for Qianlong's hunting.
Although Qianlong did not dare to surpass Kangxi's record of killing 318 rabbits in one day, Qianlong still hoped to gain a sense of accomplishment from hunting pheasants.
But
Some ministers beside Qianlong noticed that the military information paper shook in Qianlong's hand inadvertently. Maybe it was just a bit windy.
The weather is still so hot, and the lack of wind makes people feel stuffy, which is very annoying.
after a while
As soon as Qianlong put his hands together, he immediately gathered up the military information letter paper in his hands. Immediately, he turned his head to look south and then toward the capital, and then said to the air: "Pass the order, all relevant officials accompanying him should pack their things immediately and follow me back to the capital in an hour."
"Hey, this slave takes the order..."
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"Huang Ama..." Aixinjueluo Yongqi called out a little uncomfortable seeing the sudden change in things.
"Yongqi, you can stay and hunt with the others!" Qianlong stretched out his hand and touched his head dotingly.
Although there were not many opportunities to see his father, Aixinjueluo Yongqi could still feel Qianlong's love for him.
"I thank Huang Ama for his kindness, but I want to follow Huang Ama back. I want to learn more skills, so that in the future I can share more of Huang Ama's worries and solve problems for the court." Aixinjueluo Yong Qi said firmly.
"Okay, my son. Then go and clean up the situation!" Qianlong was very pleased. Aixinjueluo Yongqi's performance allowed him to see the future of the empire.
"I'll go back and get ready right now." Aixinjueluo Yongqi saluted and left after answering.
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