Pingguo Gong howled for a long time, until Emperor Qinglong was upset. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

How could he punish the soldiers of the Gyeonggi battalion? They were all drawn from the elite of various armies to protect the safety of the Gyeonggi Division.

In troubled times, the Gyeonggi camp will be the last line of defense for Luoyang City.

But he can't reprimand Ping Guogong, he puts on a picture of being a son, if he reprimands him harshly, it will chill the hearts of the founding fathers and ministers.

Emperor Qinglong waved his hand, Wu Guangqi understood, stepped forward to help Ping Guogong up and sit on the spring stool, served tea again, and said: "Ping Guogong, you rest first, drink tea to moisten your throat." ”

Ping Guogong did not refuse his kindness, he was old, and crying was also a strength job.

After taking a sip of tea and smoking, he fell silent.

Ping Guogong knew in his heart that although he had come to the emperor to cry and beg in the past few days, today was different.

Today, he's just a leader.

Sure enough, after half an hour later, a voice came from outside: "Yongle Bo asks to see!"

Emperor Qinglong's hand holding the pen shook, and the tip of the pen condensed into a cloud of ink on the paper.

Yongle Bo is the real sufferer.

Four years ago, in the Dragon Boat Festival Dragon Boat Race, the Gyeonggi camp suddenly attacked and knocked over the dragon boat of the Northern Yajun, and Yonglebo's second son died in that accident.

The Gyeonggi camp and the Northern Yajun were-for-tat and disputed.

When it comes to him, he can only play fifty boards each.

The Sixth Army of the Northern Ya was in charge of the safety of the imperial city, and the Gyeonggi battalion guarded the Beijing Division. On these two sides, one side is the noble, and the other side is the elite of the ordinary people, so naturally they should be incompatible. He also did not want the two parties to live in harmony.

This kind of treatment can make the two parties get deeper and deeper in their grudges, which he is happy to see.

However, the second son of Yongle Bo died in vain.

This will Yongle Bo ask to see, Emperor Qinglong understands very well, it must be that Pingguo Gong went to the imperial study to cry and beg for a few days in a row, and he also came to cry out for injustice.

Emperor Qinglong had a headache, but he had to see it.

Hearing that he had entered, Yongle Bo slowly walked into the imperial study. He is about the same age as the Prince of Peace, but he is ten years older.

The death of his second son hit him hard. Although he is the second son, he is his favorite child. That kid is indeed competitive enough, he is strong in martial arts at a young age, and he is handsome, which is his pride.

He never expected that it was just a regular dragon boat race that could take the life of his beloved son. The soldiers who made trouble in the Gyeonggi camp hated them even more.

It's just that the things of the year are getting bigger and bigger, and it is no longer something that he can control by a mere Yongle Bo.

In the end, the emperor's punishment came down, and he could only accept his fate.

And this year, the Dragon Boat Festival dragon boat race had an accident again.

The one who was squeezed off the embankment and almost died, it was Tu Shanchang's great-granddaughter, and the one who was implicated and seriously injured was the noble prince of Pingguo.

But when he received the summons, he did not hesitate to come here to ask for a meeting with the emperor, and he must make the soldiers and ruffians in the Gyeonggi camp pay the price of their lives before they can relieve their hatred.

Looking at Yongle Bo, who was obviously old, Emperor Qinglong's heart was also soft.

A Yongle Bo, he usually has no chance to meet the emperor. Even if a big ceremony or ceremony is held, he is at the back of the line, and he can't see it clearly.

Unexpectedly, only four years later, he would be so old.

Yongle Bo knelt down with difficulty, his voice trembling and full of vicissitudes and numbness, and he said: "The soldiers of the Gyeonggi battalion have been flying and domineering for a long time, and it is not the bloody case of the old minister. The victims are far more than the prince of Pingguo. ”

He trembled, took out a letter from his chest, and presented it respectfully with both hands.

Wu Guangqi stepped forward to take it and presented it to Emperor Qinglong.

Emperor Qinglong opened it and saw that it was densely recorded in which year, month, when and where, and what evil things happened to the soldiers of the Gyeonggi battalion.

There are those who forcibly pay on credit, there are those who molest women on the street, and there are those who fight and brawl to kill innocent civilians and casualties.

This pile of piles is quite detailed, and there are also the handprints of the bitter master, which looks shocking.

I looked at the time, and it was recorded after the Dragon Boat Festival bloodshed four years ago. Thinking about it, it was this Yongle Bo who had no choice but to start collecting evidence of their crimes.

Emperor Qinglong knew in his heart that the soldiers of the Gyeonggi battalion were all elite, in other words, they were all veterans.

The veteran was naturally not as disciplined as the newcomer, and he had no hope of raising this group of tigers who came down the mountain into a flock of sheep.

Can a sheep defend the Jingshi? The answer to this question is obvious.

The actions of the veterans of the Gyeonggi battalion were specially collected and reported to him by the shadow guards. But for these acts, as long as they are harmless, Emperor Qinglong acquiesces.

Several shopkeepers were repaid, several women were molested, and even several innocent people were killed or injured, all of which were not as good as the safety of Jingshi in his heart. Raising soldiers for a thousand days, using soldiers for a while, it is really a critical moment, and the people of this city are still waiting for them to guard.

Therefore, Emperor Qinglong was categorical and would not severely punish them.

But the report of the shadow guard was carried out in secret, and it was only reported to him, and he just knew it.

Now, there is such detailed evidence. When the matter comes to the fore, if he doesn't express his position, it will not only chill the hearts of the old ministers, but also make the government and the opposition think that he does not love the people.

The worse effect is that the current emperor has acquiesced in such evil deeds, which will make the world worse.

Emperor Qinglong quickly turned a few thoughts in his heart, slapped the case, and said angrily: "Go! Go to the camp in Gyeonggi and bring Wei Ming!"

Half of his anger was made to be seen, but the other half was real. What kind of soldiers did Wei Ming bring, he was so arrogant in Luoyang City, and he was also given evidence. Right now, it's a little hard for him to ride a tiger.

Wei Ming was the commander of the Gyeonggi battalion, the military general of Zheng Erpin, and the guards at his own gate led the order.

Emperor Qinglong got up from behind the bookcase, walked to Yongle Bo's side, helped him up with his own hands, and said warmly: "In the past few years, Aiqing has been wronged! I didn't expect that the soldiers of the Gyeonggi battalion would be so uneducated. ”

With the emperor's personal support, Yongle Bo was flattered and slowly got up from the ground with his knees. There were cloudy old tears in his eyes, and he trembled: "It is such a soldier who is rude, and he dares to deceive His Majesty." ”

Pingguo Gong, who had not made a sound for a long time, also stood up, helped Yongle Bo, and said bitterly: "Your Majesty! You said that my son was only seriously injured, and the old minister was eager to replace him. What's more, the second son of the Yongle Bo family is so excellent and outstanding, but he lost his life. ”

He wiped his tears with his sleeve and choked up: "Your Majesty, you must be the master of our old ministers! The old ministers really can't bear to see Yongle Bo like this!"

Seeing that he began to cry again, Emperor Qinglong only felt that the corners of his forehead jumped suddenly.