A green eight-lift eight-wrenched green sedan chair is carried by the sedan chair man, walking forward quickly, although the sedan chair man's foot speed is very fast, but there is no bump in the sedan chair, in the sedan chair is a national character face sixty or so wearing a first-class Jingqi Nihafan (first-class) official robe of the Manchurian noble, it is the Fan Wencheng who asked for a break from illness a few years ago.

Although he looks like a Manchurian nobleman, Fan Wencheng is a serious Han Chinese. Forty-one years ago, that is, in the forty-sixth year of Wanli, Fan Wencheng and his brother Wenyu immediately took the initiative to see Nurhachi and surrendered to Houjin, which can be said to have made great contributions to Houjin's capture of the Central Plains.

For Fan Wencheng, although he took the initiative to defect to Nurhachi, he was able to become a very popular minister because of the Huang Taiji's kindness to him, and because of this, as soon as the queen mother's will followed, he rushed over in a hurry.

"I think it must be for the sake of Jiangnan."

Although he has taken a break, it does not mean that Fan Wencheng does not listen to what is happening outside the window, since Zheng Chenggong took Nanning and Jiangnan has been erosive, he has been paying attention to the news of Jiangnan, but he did not take the initiative to write to the court, he is waiting, waiting for the emperor or the queen mother to summon him, and even during this period of time, he has spread the news that he is seriously ill.

With more than 40 years of Han people, he was able to achieve the level of today's extremely popular minister, and he knew how to show his value after decades of ups and downs in the sea.

Sickness, naturally, is going to be sick.

But when the Queen Mother summoned her, even if she only had one breath left, she had to come to see the Queen Mother. This is the duty of a slave.

As soon as the Forbidden City gets dark, the small gates that enter the palace are all closed by the palace ban, and the large and thick door bars are added, and the doors are not allowed to be opened unless the emperor orders. In the daytime, under the sun, this quiet and majestic palace shows the dignity of the court and the royal dignity to the fullest, and the palace is even more imposing. But when night falls, it's a completely different story. There is not a single lamp in the magnificent hall, and the black hole is empty, just like the ghost hall of the shrine. Even in front of the temple, there was not a single lamp shining on the square, it was empty and dark, giving people only a sense of desolation and sorrow. There have always been many strange rumors in the palace, and the eunuchs in this palace are particularly timid and suspicious. So, after nightfall, there is not a single figure here. The heaven of the day is now almost the underworld.

But this place that resembles the underworld has made many people yearn for it throughout the ages. However, it is only the first half of the Forbidden City that looks like the underworld, and as for the second half, because the eunuchs and palace maids in this palace are still somewhat angry in the world, but it is at night, and in addition to the lights in the room, it is also a black hole.

The minions who led the lanterns lit up with the word "Fan", and the green sedan chair of the Fan family stopped outside the Jingyun Gate on the east side of the Forbidden City.

"Master, please get off the sedan chair!"

When the sedan curtain was lifted by the minions, Fan Wencheng, who was dressed in a first-class official robe, walked out of the sedan chair with a dignified expression. When he got off the sedan car, he came out with a pocket watch and looked at it, and the hour hand was pointing to eight o'clock. This is a Western watch, it is a gift from the emperor, this Western rare thing is always attractive, this pocket watch, from the emperor after the reward, has been used for more than four years, anytime and anywhere, and developed the habit of taking it out every once in a while.

It's so late, and he violated the etiquette system to summon him, it must be Jiangnan who doesn't know what happened. Although the Great Qing Kingdom does not attach much importance to the etiquette system, after all, it has been 15 years since it entered the customs, and this etiquette system has already been established, and it can no longer be as casual as when it was in Shengjing.

This will summon so urgently...... Could it be that something happened to Dasu's side?

Thinking of this, Fan Wencheng's heart "chuckled". At this moment, the Jingyun Gate had been opened, and several guards with swords and guns stood on both sides of the gate. The eunuch beside the Queen Mother was already waiting by the door, and when she saw that Fan Wencheng had walked out of the sedan door, she hurriedly greeted her. Nowadays, the status of the eunuchs in this palace is far less than that of the previous dynasty, if there is a slight domineering, they will be directly killed with a cane, even if they are the eunuchs around the queen mother, they have to hold their tails, lest others who are sluggish will be killed directly by the cane.

"Old man, you have to enter the palace so late, you are really hard!"

This kind of compliment has been said from his mouth I don't know how many times, this Qing Dynasty has no Xiangye, but he knows that Fan Wencheng, as the Minister of Parliament, likes this word, and the Han people like this word even if they enter the flag.

"It's an eventful time, and you can't help but work hard. Father-in-law, how are you doing lately? ”

Fan Wencheng naturally would not be arrogant because of the compliments of the favored slaves around the Queen Mother, he knew that this kind of slave was the most small-minded, and he could not be offended, and there was a smile on his sick face.

"Thanks to the blessing of the old minister, it's okay, it's okay, but you're old, you have to pay attention to your body."

The eunuch walked up to Fan Wencheng and stretched out a hand to support Fan Wencheng.

"It's getting dark, the old man walks slowly."

The eunuchs beside the Queen Mother took care of Fan Wencheng in a tone that was close to what she usually said to the Queen Mother. At the same time, he commanded the little eunuch nearby.

"Something that has no eyesight, don't light the lantern yet, and lead the way for the old man!"

Several palace lamps were lit at once. Four lamps opened the way in front, two guards in the back, and in the middle, the eunuchs beside the Queen Mother personally supported Fan Wencheng, crossed the Jingyun Gate, and walked towards Cining Palace. Fan Wencheng's minions and sedan chair drivers brought by his own family were all stopped at the door.

I don't know how long I walked, but I finally came to Ciding Palace, and the light here was obviously much brighter. When Fan Wencheng stepped over and entered the front yard of Cining Palace, it took him even a while to get used to the light in this palace. Following the eunuch, Fan Wencheng walked in the door before standing still.

After a while, the eunuch lifted the curtain and said to Fan Wencheng outside the door.

"Old man, the Queen Mother told you to go in."

Fan Wencheng stepped into the threshold, first stood solemnly, then knelt down, took off the red hat of the first class, put it aside, and kowtowed. Then he stood up, held the hat in his left hand, took a few steps forward, came to the front of the Queen Mother, knelt down again, put the hat on the floor tiles at hand, and shouted in Chinese with a Liaodong accent.

"Slave Fan Wencheng knocks to see the Queen Mother, I wish the Queen Mother a long life!"

When the name of this slave came out of his mouth, there was not the slightest discomfort on his old face, although he rebuked the slave at home at every turn, but here, as a slave, he was deeply honored, because this slave was not something ordinary people could deserve.

"Get up!"

The Empress Dowager Zhaosheng said softly, and then commanded the eunuch standing by the door.

"Why don't you move a stool for Fan Wencheng soon."

"Thank you for the grace of the Queen Mother, the slaves dare not sit."

Fan Wencheng was so moved by the Queen Mother's special favor that he only felt a surge of blood, and kowtowed again to thank him, but expressed his refusal. Over there, the eunuch had already brought a delicate mahogany round stool and placed it next to Fan Wencheng. Fan Wencheng still didn't dare to get up.

"Fan Wencheng, you are over sixty years old and an old minister of the Three Dynasties, and this is not the usual call, and the time to talk may be longer, so you just sit and talk slowly!"

Fan Wencheng, who knew that he must be encountering difficulties today, thought about it, and he knew that the Queen Mother said this not really because he was sixty-three years old this year, nor because he had made great contributions to the Qing Dynasty with China, but because the Qing Dynasty was now in trouble, so the Queen Mother would let him sit and answer tonight, which was a favor to the slave, but as a slave, you must have the consciousness of being a slave.

"The grace of the master is the grace of the master, but how can the slave forget the courtesy, and the slave cannot sit!"

After saying this, Fan Wencheng kowtowed again to thank him.

Fan Wencheng's answer made Borzigit laugh, and she looked at Fan Wencheng and smiled.

"You slave, you like to think about a courtesy, well, since you are willing to kneel, kneel!"

But after laughing, Borzigit sighed again.

"Fan Wencheng, the reason why I asked you to come here in a hurry today is actually a matter of Jiangnan, I heard that you have been sick for a while, and no one has bothered you, but now, I can't let you recuperate at home......"

When he spoke, Borzigit's words were full of sorrow, and his face was also a sad look.

"The Queen Mother is referring to the affairs of Jiangnan!"

Borzigi nodded.

"Dasu is defeated!"

"Ahh

Rao is already mentally prepared, but when he heard this sentence from the mouth of the Queen Mother, Fan Wencheng was still taken aback, after all, Da Su led the elite of the Qing Dynasty, not to mention anything else, there are more than 30,000 in the Manmeng and Han Eight Banners alone, and most of them are in their thirties.

"Not only defeated, but also Dasu also does not know life and death, nearly 70,000 troops, less than 10,000 people came back alive, this tomorrow is a bright day, if you want to come to this city, you have to wear filial piety to every family......"

When Borzigit said this, his tone seemed to be flat, but his face was full of melancholy.

"Fan Wencheng, you are an old minister of the Three Dynasties, this matter is defeated, it can be said that it has never happened since the founding of our dynasty, you say, now, how is this good!"

Worried in her voice, Borzigit revealed what she was really worried about.

"Not to mention the defeat of this Dasu, the emperor is training in Nanyuan for a long time, saying that he wants to conquer Jiangnan in person, this Dasu is defeated, if the emperor really goes south......"

This is what Borzigit is really worried about, Dasu is defeated, even if tens of thousands of people die, it is also the number of victories and defeats, victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, but if the emperor really goes south, that is what makes people worry.

"The slave thinks that the emperor must not be recruited in person."

Fan Wencheng glanced at the Queen Mother, and then said.

"If you don't do it yourself, you can't!"