Chapter 37 is too high
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"Who are you going to give this new army to bring?" Concubine Yi looked at Yixin and asked.
"The candidate for the president of the new army is under discussion, and it has not yet been decided, I want to hear what the emperor means." Yixin actually thought about the candidate in his heart, but he didn't want to say it, the twists and turns in the past have made him much smarter.
"This is a very important position, and the people selected should not only be assured by the emperor, but also be good at handling foreign affairs and managing relations with foreigners." Concubine Yi thought about it, "That's it, go back and ask the emperor, and call the seventh brother to be the president." β
The seventh brother that Concubine Yi said is Daoguang's seventh son, Wang Yixun of the Alcohol County.
"Seventh?" Yixin was stunned for a moment, "The old seven is only sixteen, and he is still ...... Still young? This is just what he said, but in his heart, he looks down on his brother a hundred times, he is almost seventeen men, and he always reveals a woman's popularity, how can this kind of person lead troops?
"Small? I'm going to be seventeen after the New Year, still young? Concubine Yi smiled, "We love Xinjueluo since ancient times, and he was also young when the Holy Ancestor Kangxi pacified the three feudatories." Besides, the common people all know that it takes so much effort to fight brothers and fathers and sons, and the army is not in the hands of the emperor's reassuring people? β
"Yes, yes." Yixin can only say that in the face of the emperor's concubine Niangniang, who is now open and closed, he nodded, and his back was faintly bubbling with a cool breath. It seems that this concubine is not only joining forces with herself, but also cultivating her own power.
"Another point, the mourning family just talked casually, the six princes and the military planes discussed and discussed, to see if it was feasible." Concubine Yi glanced at Yixin who was looking at her respectfully, "The new army wants to include the Eight Banners Army stationed in Gyeonggi, which is the foundation of our Qing Dynasty." However, we can't do any Manchu and Han divisions, we have to put them together. In addition, we must be strict in the selection of officials, and there can be no situation where you look down on me and I look down on you. After passing the assessment in the new army, Han officials must not only be used, but also appointed exceptionally. We must not be stingy in the reward of this official position, and the grade must be increased relative to their position, and we must also give lectures to the banner masters, relax the conditions for raising their status, and make them feel that they are even more superior than our banner people. For these Han people, there has always been no lack of traditions such as denying the six relatives, killing relatives in righteousness, and killing wives and begging for generals. What they Han people are never willing to give up is fame and wealth, and the so-called brilliant history. As long as they are willing to contribute to the emperor, since they are willing to ask for it, then give it to them. β
Yixin secretly shouted "high" this time, high, it's too high. In order to raise funds, the prefect who could only buy thousands of taels of silver in the past can now donate only two hundred taels of silver. To exchange these almost worthless official hats for the madness of the Han people is simply higher than the highest.
Seeing that it was almost over, Yixin got up and said goodbye.
Concubine Yi smiled, "What the mourning family said, the sixth prince should only listen to it, and we will do it according to the emperor's will." Ming'er received the Russian minister, and he must not damage the face of the emperor and our Qing Dynasty. We have some backs of hands now, but we can't always be like this, and pushing pai gow will not always be moldy. β
"That's nature." Yixin smiled and nodded.
"Didn't someone say that he wanted to use the old man before, and the sixth prince was carefully considering it. It seems that he has participated in all the negotiations between us and foreigners in the Qing Dynasty, right? Concubine Yi blinked her eyes.
Yixin nodded, "Qiying has been awarded to the Minister of the Imperial Mission Guan Fang three times. During his tenure as the First Minister, Qi Ying was responsible for signing the Sino-British Treaty of Nanjing; During his second term of office, the Sino-British Treaty of Humen was signed; The third was the signing of the Sino-US Treaty of Wangxia with the United States and France, as well as the Treaty of Whampoa between China and France. As the highest official in the Qing Dynasty's negotiations with foreigners, Qiying participated in almost all the treaty negotiations on Sino-Western relations after the war caused by opium. Other incidents, such as the negotiation of reparations, the recovery of lost land in Zhoushan and Gulangyu, and the conflict between Chinese and foreign peoples, cannot but be said and soaked in the painstaking efforts of Qiying. β
"Well, he has now been demoted from a scholar to a fifth-rank candidate." Concubine Yi sighed, "Regardless of whether it's right or wrong, it's good to lose the face of the imperial court and suffer a little." In terms of foreign affairs, it seems that he still has some Taoism, and in the future, he will start to deal with foreigners more, and he will still be able to make some efforts, at least to be a counselor or something for the Seventh Prince, which should be quite appropriate. For those officials who have made mistakes in the past, as long as they are still willing to contribute to the emperor with all their hearts, it is better to use them again no matter what they were like in the past. They will appreciate the emperor's magnanimity, and they will naturally work harder. It's better than something that does nothing but babble. β
"That's what the mother said." Yixin couldn't help but be grateful that the concubine was here. Qiying asked him for help in order to recover the shortage, but he didn't dare to bring it up lightly, Qiying is the scapegoat that the emperor is looking for in order to exonerate his diplomatic mistakes. But he has received the benefits of others, and he can't get over this face even if he doesn't say it, so he has the guarantee of Guiliang, the secretary of the military department a few days ago. Gui Liang is his father-in-law, and Bao Zheng is naturally his instruction. Qi Ying was able to enter the new army, and he was an assistant to the old seven, and his own power entered the new army.
"In addition, Rong Lu, the head of the ministry, is also clamoring to put pen to paper, and wants to go into battle to serve the emperor, the mourning family might as well obey him, it is a good thing to kill the enemy and serve the emperor, where can we not support it?" Yi Guifei said with a sweet smile.
"Of course, of course." Yixin nodded repeatedly. He almost didn't forget that Rong Lu was the "old folk" of the concubine.
Yixin left, and Concubine Yi returned to the emperor's inner hall.
Xianfeng woke up early, but he was still listless. Xianfeng and Hong Xiuquan have many common problems, they like flowers and willows, and they are addicted to wine, and these little things may be very normal for them. However, the employment is still suspicious, and death is to save face, which is their common big problem.
Due to the toss of long hair, Daqing actually made trouble in his own hands to this point, and Xianfeng's heart was unwilling to bear it no matter what. He was heartwarming, sad, and full of anger, but there was nowhere to vent it. It is estimated that according to the current words, Xianfeng must have at least suffered from Yan zhΓ²ng's hyperthyroidism. Therefore, he can only find comfort in the blessing ointment.
Now, he obviously feels that his body is getting worse day by day, so he deliberately asks his beloved Lan'er to get in touch with more court music. He believed that Lan'er would definitely give birth to a prince for him, and there were many courtiers, and he could only hope that Lan'er could assist his prince to pass on the bloodline of the Qing Dynasty. However, he was always worried, worried about what? Worried that Lan'er would become the second Wu Zetian. In Lan'er's body, he has seen his own incompetence. So, while still letting Lan'er ask about the government, he opened his eyes wide and straightened his ears to observe, the so-called sleepiness has both the effect of the smoke and his intention.
However, whether it was his own observation or the monitoring of the eunuchs, the result was the same. Lan'er was influencing Yixin and them to reuse the power of the Aixin Jueluo family, especially when he was planning to hand over the new army to Lao Qi, who was not yet seventeen, which made him feel even more relieved.
"Your Majesty, go outside and do activities, this will be good for the emperor's dragon body." Concubine Yi saw the emperor who was leaning on the kang as if he was contemplative, and came up with a smile and pulled him.
"Well, I really want to move." Xianfeng sat up and touched Lan'er's face lovingly, "I think about next year's Mulan Qiuqi, and I don't know if there is such a chance." β
"Your Majesty......" Concubine Yi's eyes immediately turned red, "How could the emperor say such an unlucky thing?" Lan'er and the emperor in her belly are still counting on the emperor. She choked up, and two bean-sized tears rolled down her big beautiful eyes.
"Hehe, don't cry, don't cry," Xianfeng wiped away her tears and smiled, "I'm just telling a joke." β
"Your Majesty," Concubine Yi thought for a moment, "Your Majesty, let's go to Chengde." The concubines knew that the emperor couldn't see the chaos here, out of sight and out of mind, and he could cultivate quietly in Chengde. When the overall situation is decided, ask someone to blow the Russians out, and it will not be too late for us to come back. β
When the Russian minister Ignatiev arrived in Beijing, he first went to a quiet alley on the east side of the Forbidden City. There was a demarcated area of land for the future new legation.
"Yes, nice place, it's a good place." Ignatiev praised repeatedly, "What is the name of this place?" β
Putiyatin thought for a moment, "Oh, it's called Eastern Suburbs Alley. β
"It's not good, it's not imposing." Ignatiev shook his head repeatedly, "I think it's time to change the name." β
"It's called Ignatiev Road in honor of our glory." An attachΓ© smiled flatteringly.
"It can't be changed, at least not for the time being." Putiyatin smiled and shook his head, "This country is a very strange country, it has reached this point now, and it is still a matter of saving face." For the sake of the Empire, we must first show them our sincerity. β
"Haha, yes, be sincere." Ignatiev laughed wildly and looked at Putiyatin, "Dear envoy, how are you talking to them?" β
"They were talking about it step by step according to our pre-plan, and when they heard that they could use the loan, their eyes were red." Putiyatin chuckled.
"It's all loans?" Ignatiev shook his head, "How can that be. β
"Hehe, what could it be, I squeezed out their three million taels of silver." Putiyatin was a little smug.
"It's amazing." Ignatiev exclaimed, "Our esteemed Tsar XiΓ said that in addition to the customs duties and salt taxes that need to be guaranteed by them for ten years, all loans must also be guaranteed by land outside Shanhaiguan, and if the silver cannot be taken out when it expires, hehe......"
"I don't think it's better not to talk about this condition first." "Now they don't have much to pay for their duties, and as we lend more and more, their salt taxes are not enough to make ends meet," said Putilatine in a whisper. Once we have a large army stationed here, and then we have another force, we will have everything. Chinese speak by themselves, and they can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Also, lately the British have been on the move, and we can't frighten our Chinese friends and call the British to take advantage of the loopholes. β
These damn Brits are like flies that want to eat meat when they see it.
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