Chapter 249 Short-haired Thief

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"Back to your Majesty, I agree with Master Fu's words. I think Annan has a small ringworm and is not afraid of it. Rebellious thieves should be the most important thing for the imperial court." Shu Hede replied.

"In this way, the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Rites will prepare decrees and pass them on." Qianlong ordered.

"????Throw off your skin!

"Arigun, the Minister of Household Affairs." Qianlong named him again.

"My servant is here." Ali Gun, the Minister of Household Affairs, stood up immediately, rolled up his sleeves and knelt down to answer.

"The battle between the imperial court and the rebels in Jiangning Mansion is very important. The army must not affect the war because of insufficient food and salary. Can the food and salary be properly allocated?" Qianlong asked.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I don't dare to neglect the matter of the army. I have already allocated treasury money to transport it and ordered the local government to fully supply the army's food and grass. I also ordered the Fan family to cooperate in transporting the army food. The Fan family has long been familiar with transporting army food, and it will definitely not be possible. It will drag down the army's logistics." Aragon replied.

"Okay." Qianlong nodded with satisfaction.

"Fu Heng, I have done everything I can, and the rest is up to you. Don't let me down again, or I won't be able to protect you even if I want to."

"The next step is to discuss the war in Jungar..."

………

As time passed, the morning session ended as usual.

When Qianlong slowly returned to his palace, he suddenly noticed that the eunuch Wang Yong beside him looked like he was hesitant to speak, so he asked, "What can I do for you?"

Wang Yong immediately bowed and said: "Your Majesty, the result of the misconduct in front of the palace this morning has been revealed."

"Oh? If you didn't tell me, I almost forgot about it. Who is it?" Qianlong suddenly remembered this matter.

"It's a young eunuch from the tea department. He caught a cold and accidentally knocked over the tea cup that was brought to him." Wang Yong replied respectfully.

"What kind of crime should I be punished for disobedience in front of the palace?" Qianlong asked expressionlessly.

"Death."

"Ask the foreman eunuch whom he assigned to work to guard the imperial mausoleum! There is no need to go back to the palace to recruit him." Qianlong took a breath and ordered.

"I understand, I will give you the order now." Wang Yong did not dare to show any emotion on his face, rolled up his sleeves and knelt on the ground, answering in an almost numb voice.

"Go down!" Qianlong turned around and waved his hand.

"????Embryonic enemy Huaijing gather? Yishixuehuixuehuihuihuihuixunxu! The reason is that the boat is evenly disturbed? But...

Disobedience in front of the palace can be a serious or minor crime. The crime committed by the tea department eunuch was nothing. After all, if he didn't break the cup in front of the emperor and the ministers, if Qianlong hadn't heard the sound, he would have paid some money to settle the matter. Unexpectedly, Qianlong not only heard it, but also asked questions.

Wang Yongli thought that Qianlong would just have someone whip him a few times to get rid of the problem, so he boldly added one more sentence, but he didn't expect such a result. Wang Yong is secretly scared when he thinks about it now, wishing he could slap himself in the mouth.

"Since ancient times, it has been said that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. When has this slave's life not followed the master's preference? How can I talk too much!"

………

Jiangsu, Nanjing (Jianning Prefecture).

One of the four ancient capitals in China, known as the "Ancient Capital of Six Dynasties" and "The City of Ten Dynasties", it is an important birthplace of Chinese civilization and has blessed China's Zhengshuo several times in history.

Nanjing is located in eastern China, on the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, near the river and the sea. Compared with its important geographical location, its political significance cannot be ignored.

The name Nanjing comes from the capital of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang. It is also known as Jinling, Jianye, Jiankang, Jiqing, Yingtian and so on. In the third year of Yongli in the Ming Dynasty and the sixth year of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty, the Qing army captured Nanjing and changed Nanjing to Jiangning Prefecture.

Jiangning Mansion, Anmin Road, Tianxiang Tower.

Tianxiang Tower was built in the Tianqi period of the Ming Dynasty, taking the name of the fragrance of the world.

During the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, there were several military disasters and disasters. At this time, it was already part of the property of the Governor-General of Liangjiang. The Tianxiang Tower is built with five floors and is more than three feet high. Except for the ground floor and the top floor, the other three floors are equipped with private rooms. Bad cute? Take

On the fourth floor of Tianxiang Building, take a private room near the south side.

At this time, several exquisite side dishes were placed on the dining table, and two young men in brocade sat around, chatting over drinks.

"Brother Qiyuan, please." The young man on the left raised his glass with both hands and toasted.

"Brother Yuan Hui, you're welcome, please." Liu Qiyuan, who was sitting on the right, responded quickly.

After the two of them drank the wine in their glasses, they moved their chopsticks politely again.

"I haven't seen you for many days. Brother Qiyuan, have you heard about the war in the south?" You Yuanhui asked slowly after swallowing the meat in his mouth.

"Although I often study hard at home, I am not deaf to what is going on outside the window. Is Brother Yuan Hui talking about the short-haired thieves in the south?" Liu Qiyuan immediately cheered up and replied.

"I'm not talking about short-haired thieves. You know, in the Qing Dynasty, we have a strict rule of whether to keep our hair or not, and whether to keep our hair or not. This braid is where fate lies. If it is not a traitor, who would dare to cut off their hair? The braid on my head." You Yuanhui replied.

"Short-haired thief" is another scornful name used by the Manchus for the bandit-suppressing army.

One reason is that because the anti-bandit army grew too fast, many soldiers who had their braids cut off had already carried out inter-provincial and cross-border operations before they had time to grow long hair, so they all looked like short hair to Manchu officials.

Secondly, he was busy fighting bandits, and Zhang Rui was accustomed to the neat and easy-to-manage short hair of later generations, so he always used short hair to attract people. Carefully trimmed short hair makes you look energetic and masculine. Led by Zhang Rui, the bandit-suppressing army was no exception. The anti-bandit army has always been known to have short hair.

In terms of Confucian culture, if we want to restore the Han Dynasty burial mounds, we naturally have to talk about how our parents dare to damage our bodies, hair, and skin.

But it’s up to people to decide. Even those ugly braided hairstyles in Manchu Qing Dynasty can be shaved off, let alone short hair that looks masculine?

In this regard, the bandit suppression army said: This is a determination to overthrow the Manchu and Qing Tatars.

As for ordinary people, as long as they don't wear the Manchu braids that symbolize slaves, they can take care of their hair how they like. Zhang Rui naturally doesn't have any restrictions.

"Since they have rebelled, they naturally don't care about whether they keep their hair or not. Could it be that if they keep their hair in braids, the court will not chop off their heads?" Liu Qiyuan looked very natural, then picked up the wine bottle and filled it up The two of them drank their wine glasses and made a toast.

"Actually, these braids are really ugly, otherwise we wouldn't all wear this melon-skin hat on our heads when we go out. It's just a rule passed down from hundreds of years of killing. Who is left who dares to test the sword with his head?"

"Brother Qiyuan said exactly what he said. Unfortunately, the world has only been at peace for a long time. I don't know how many people will die this time." Xu Qiyuan drank all the wine in the glass and replied with a sigh.