The ministers in Rehe were headed by Sushun, Zaiyuan, and Duanhua. Among the three, Su Shun, whom the emperor relied on the most, ranked first, Prince Yi Zaiyuan, as the foreman of the military aircraft, ranked second, and Prince Zheng Duanhua could only barely rank third.

Duanhua is a vulgar person, with no ambition or talent, and he only knows how to follow Zaiyuan all day long, changing his way to make Xianfeng happy, and has always been looked down upon by the ministers of the court. However, his name of "Prince Zheng" is a well-known iron hat king.

The so-called Iron Hat King is not a talisman that can not lose his head even if he commits a capital crime, as some people who don't know what he knows. In fact, its official name is "hereditary replacement".

The princes of the Qing Dynasty were not lifelong, but one generation after another. For example, Lao Tzu is a prince, and if it is passed on to his son, he will be demoted to the king of the county, and when it is passed on to his grandson, he will be reduced to Baylor, and so on. Only the prince who has added the title of "hereditary replacement" does not have to be demoted, and he is a prince from generation to generation! Therefore, it is extremely precious, there is a Qing generation, and the sum of the front and back is only twelve.

The reason why Duanhua is valuable is that although he is a fool, he was still assigned to the errand in charge of the defense of Rehe. When the New Year was over, the excitement was over, and he suddenly remembered what his younger brother Su Shun told him: "The infantry army commander Yamen is an important place, and you have to encircle these soldiers transferred in the fourth brother." So on a whim, he commanded that he should go down and inspect the camp of the three thousand men who had come to the new man, and watch them perform.

If you want to do it, you can go as soon as you say it, and the place in Rehe is not big, and there is no need to put on a big show. The next day, Duanhua took people, led by the guards of the palace, and began to inspect, and in the morning he saw two battalions of infantry troops, but he was disappointed.

He didn't know that in the battalions of the Eight Banners in Beijing, whenever the officials made an inspection, they had to greet them well in advance, so that the generals and battalion officers who led the troops could hug their feet and practice in a hurry. The so-called "grinding guns in battle, not fast but also light", on the day of the inspection, at least a façade can be posed, the clothes and armor are clear, and the queue is neat, even if it is bad.

And as he is now, the first day he is commanded, and the next day the men arrive, so that the battalions are in charge, how can they be embarrassed? So during the exercise, all kinds of ugly appearances were exposed, not a problem, Duanhua himself was bored to watch, but after all, he wanted to "wrap up", or lazily put half a reward, and the rest of the infantry battalions didn't want to watch it. Only Fu Cheng'an was his relative, and he was more or less a cronie, so Duanhua decided to wait for the afternoon to see his horse team, and then go back to the house to drink a few glasses of hot wine.

When Fu Chengan got the news the first day, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, stumbling again and again, and sighed in his heart: "Alas, what a confused prince, how can there be such rules?" But he didn't dare to say this, and it was useless to say it, so he had to order Lin Qian and Guan Zhuofan to be sure to rectify the military appearance of their respective camps overnight - to put it bluntly, it was a big cleaning, and I hoped that the next day Prince Zheng would just inspect the military camp, and then he could prevaricate.

Who the governor backfired, and at noon the next day, two guards from the palace galloped over, saying that Prince Zheng had come to see the drill in the afternoon and left. Fu Cheng'an's treasure, the village was free, and when he wanted to cry without tears, he had to order a row of seats to be set up on a small mound on the west side of the camp, and an arrow pier was placed far away in the large open space below the mound as a venue for the afternoon drill.

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In the afternoon, waves of royal guards arrived and set up a cordon around the mound. Although there was no need to put on a show, when Duanhua arrived, he naturally brought a large group of officials with him, the long history of the palace, the generals, and the chief soldiers of the infantry army who led the yamen, all accompanied him. The 500 horse teams that went out to exercise had already been lined up in the field, neatly arranged.

After sitting down, Duanhua looked at the military appearance first. At a glance, I felt that it was stronger than the two battalions of infantry I had seen in the morning -- the soldiers in the horse corps, after all, were selected, and they were naturally a grade stronger than the old and weak in the infantry army. Looking at the east and west sides carefully, I feel that the western camp is particularly good, the queue is neat and the color of the uniform is distinct, not to mention, the spirit of those soldiers on the horse alone is obviously more full and vigorous than that of the eastern camp.

"Not bad, not bad," after running for a day, Duanhua's face showed a smile, "It's all good, and the west one is even better." ”

Fu Chengan, who was confused and uneasy, actually got such a compliment, and hurriedly knelt down: "Thank you for the compliment!" ”

"Well, let them go!"

To walk up is to let the horse team march through the mound in turn in the posture of being paraded. Fu Cheng'an waved his hand, Guan Zhuofan's western camp moved first, a row of five horsemen, each post formed a square team, and the officer controlled the horse to walk on the left side of the square team. More than 200 people, a total of eight squares, walked in an orderly manner, and even the steps of the horses' hooves were not chaotic. At this moment, not only Duanhua, but even the officials accompanying him were also moved.

When the first sentry walked directly in front of the mound, the sentry commander clenched his palms into a fist and raised his shoulders flat, and the soldiers shouted the usual slogans in the army during the drill.

Naturally, what he shouted was not "the chief is good," but "persistent, strong, invincible" -- this is the trumpet that the minister only shouts when he looks at the exercise, and if the emperor comes to see the exercise, it is "long live, long live, long live."

The people watching the were first startled by the sudden number, and then they were happy. Eight whistles in a row, all of which are like this, and I feel more and more commendable.

When Dongying moved, the gap was immediately revealed, the horses' steps were chaotic, the formation was uneven, and although the trumpet was also loud, the start and end were not uniform, and there was less momentum of "shouting loudly, and the silver bottle was broken" just now. Duanhua couldn't help frowning, thinking to himself that this Fu Cheng'an, how did he get a tiger's head?

Although it is said that there is a tiger head and a snake tail, there is still a tiger head in the end, so the interest is undiminished, and after seeing the exercise, you will have to take the school bow and arrow. The method was to send a sentry to each of the eastern and western battalions, led by the sentry commander, with a line from the beginning to the end, at a distance of fifty paces, to sweep across five piers of arrows, and each of them was allowed to send three arrows. A royal guard reported the target and saw how many of the seventy-eight arrows they had fired.

This time, it was Dongying's turn to go first, and he ran down in one lap, but only hit twenty-three arrows.

Guan Zhuofan sent the eighth sentry brought by Ixan, and whispered: "If you dare to lose, don't come back to see me." ”

Ixan's face turned pale with nervousness, he took the bow in his hand, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Up!" He was the first to rush out, and his soldiers also controlled their bows and horses, and galloped out one after another. After a round of shooting, they galloped back to the team, everyone was panting, but they all looked nervously at the palace guard who was checking the arrow pier.

"Returning to the prince, a total of sixty-three arrows!"

In an instant, the Xiying horse team roared with joy, as if this drill had turned into a competition between the east and west battalions. At this time, everyone can see that the 500 horse team led by Fucheng Antong can be said to be very good in general, but it is actually the half of the people in Xiying who are outstanding, and as for Dongying, it can only be said that it is usual.

Duanhua was so interested, he rolled his eyes, called two guards, and gave an order, and the two guards were ordered to get on their horses and leave. Everyone was curious about what he was doing, but Duanhua only looked at the sky and didn't speak.

He didn't speak, and no one dared to speak. After a long while, Duanhua lowered his head and said with a smile: "Cheng'an!" ”

"In!" Fu Cheng bowed down.

"I sent a guard and waited ten miles on the official road. You pick twenty people," Duanhua pointed to the two camps below, "Everyone runs to the guards to get a golden melon seed, come back and pay the account, and see who is faster." ”

This practice is close to a joke, but he is a prince, who dares not to listen? When it comes to picking 20 people, it is natural to pick 10 people from each of the east and west battalions, and this has become another competition. Fu Cheng'an saw that Lin Qianzong in Dongying looked defeated, and thought to himself that Guan Zhuofan's soldiers were running around on horses every day, and Lin Qianzong was afraid that he would lose this time. I wanted to protect him, but in front of everyone's eyes, I really couldn't think about it, so I had to give an order with a hard heart.

Sure enough, the first ten who ran back were all cavalry from the West Camp! Many of the people behind Duanhua were secretly shaking their heads: It seems that Xiying's excellence has little to do with Fu Cheng'an.

"Cheng An, well done!" Duanhua naturally saw it, but he still had to take care of Fu Chengan's face, "Give you a credit!" ”

"Thank you, Lord Wang!" Fu Cheng'an really has a sense of joy descending from the sky.

"Reward!" After Duanhua finished speaking, the entourage behind him took out a thousand taels of silver tickets and handed them to Fu Cheng'an, which was regarded as a reward for the entire horse team.

Duanhua pointed again: "That Mr. Qian, tell him to come up." ”

Everyone knows that "that Mr. Qian" refers to Guan Zhuofan, not Mr. Lin Qian. Guan Zhuofan went up to the mound, kowtowed according to the rules, and reported the name of the official rank before standing up and waiting for Duanhua to speak.

"Whose son are you?" This sentence is inexplicable, but Duanhua is so natural, everyone is not surprised.

"Back to the prince's words, my father is the Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple, and he is secretive."

"Uh-huh," Duanhua naturally didn't know Guan Baocheng of this five-grade person, and said casually. He admired Guan Zhuofan very much, thought about it, untied a white marble piece from the placket, and said, "Oh, this is for you, do it well!" ”

This is a lot of face, and everyone on and off the stage made a burst of envy. His long history panicked, and reminded him in a low voice: "Lord, I can't help it, this is an object of the imperial reward!" ”

"Oh, oh!" The confused prince came to his senses and withdrew his hand, "Then ...... Give him five hundred taels! ”

It wasn't until Duanhua left in the crowd that Fu Chengan's heart fell to the ground.

"It's so dangerous," he patted his heart and breathed a sigh of relief, "I didn't expect to get a reward." ”

"It's all in the hands of Commander Fuzo!" Mr. Lin Qian smiled flatteringly.

"Good luck, good luck!" The chubby Fu Chengan had a satisfied smile on his face.

Luck? Guan Zhuofan was furious, and said in his heart that if Lao Tzu hadn't supported the scene for you, I was afraid that you would really not be able to get off the stage today!

"What luck!" Guan Zhuofan shook his head, "It's really Leader Fuzuo who is in charge!" ”

Although training in the future is no longer a problem, he still feels that Fusa Ling is getting more and more annoying.

Back at the camp, the Xiying horse team was naturally full of laughter. The soldiers were so excited that they could hardly control themselves, and they were discussing the drill in groups.

Guan Zhuofan stood alone on the edge of Ruyi Island outside the camp, quietly thinking about his thoughts.

He was the nail sent to Rehe by King Gong's side, and now, with Sushun's side, he is also on the line. In Rehe in the next few months, the drama of open and secret battles will continue to be staged, and between the offensive and defensive games between the two of them, there is a gap between their own skills.

No, not two parties...... It's a tripartite.

Guan Zhuofan raised his head and looked at the red brick and blue tile palace wall standing opposite Ruyizhou in the distance.

I don't know how Concubine Yi in the palace is doing now?

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