"Emperor Ama Mingjian, the sons think that what the third brother said is not unreasonable, the flags gathered outside the palace, it is already in accordance with the law, if it is delayed more, once the villains make trouble, chaos is inevitable, and it is reasonable to persuade them to disperse earlier!"

In the strange silence, I saw the fifth master flash out from the side and echo the third master in a loud voice.

"Huang Ama, what the third brother said is very true, please make a decision as soon as possible!"

With the fifth master taking the lead, the seventh master, who has always been good friends with the third master, is naturally not far behind, and he also stood up and simply supported the third master's opinion.

"Huang Ama, the son thinks that the third brother said well, the flag is the foundation of our dynasty, there is no room for loss, let alone treat it lightly, the reason why the flag people are gathering outside the imperial city today is because of unfair treatment, if you don't return one of them to understand, the matter may be tricky, and please ask the emperor Ama to know."

Seeing that the third master's side suddenly stood up to stir up the situation, the ninth master couldn't help but be a little anxious, and after his eyes rolled, he also echoed the words, but he suddenly turned around halfway, completely distorting the meaning of the third master, as if the third master stood up to echo the initiative of the tenth master.

"Emperor Ama Mingjian, the sons also think that the third brother is reasonable, if he doesn't punish the main culprit severely, how can he serve the public!"

Lao Shi looks reckless, but in fact he is also a shrewd person, how can he not hear the true intentions of the ninth master and the third master, and with a big mouth, the words will erupt, and the implication is clearly to take the prince as a victim to pacify the banners.

"Huang Ama, Erchen is still the same sentence, the responsibility can be calculated in the future, the top priority is to persuade the flag of the gathering to retreat, Erchen proposed that the eighth brother come forward to do this important task, with the eighth brother's hope, it will be a success!"

The third master didn't plan to be disrupted by the two younger brothers in such a way that the big drama that he had planned for a long time was unclear, and he didn't wait for the old man to say anything, so he further elaborated his opinions with a solemn face, and unceremoniously kicked the hot potato into the arms of the eighth master.

"Well, Yinxi!"

The old man is a shrewd individual, how can he not know that there is something strange about the crowd forcing the palace today, the difference is that he doesn't know which brother is stirring up trouble behind his back, but he already has a guess in his heart, but he doesn't plan to confirm it, at least he doesn't have the heart to confirm it at the moment, he just wants to quickly end the ugly scene outside the palace, because of this, for the third master's proposal, the old man agrees with it from the bottom of his heart, and he doesn't want the princes to be so controversial again, so he raised his eyebrows, bluntly named the name of the eighth master.

"Erchen is here!"

A big drama directed by Haosheng was only halfway through, and it was tossed crooked by the third master, the eighth master was very angry in his heart, fortunately, the city was deep enough, but it would not be brought to his face, but when he heard that the third master kicked the tricky matter of dismissing the flag into his arms, the anger in the heart of the eighth master was already on the verge of boiling, and the eyes that looked at the third master were already as green as a hungry wolf. He bowed down and hurriedly answered.

"Your third brother recommended you, and I see that it is also feasible, so I don't know if you dare to do it?"

The old man glanced at Yinxu with a blank face, and then asked quietly.

"I can share the worries of the emperor Ama, and I dare not resign!"

If it was possible, the eighth master actually wanted to refuse directly, but he didn't dare, even if there was more dissatisfaction and unwillingness in his heart, in the face of the old man's question, the eighth master could only pretend to be resolute, and his words were very sincere.

"Well, that's good, I'll wait here, and I'll do it."

The old man seemed to be very satisfied with the eighth master's statement, so he nodded, and ordered in a slightly slower tone.

"Emperor Ama Mingjian, the sons dared to ask for a will, and asked the emperor Ama to issue an edict to pardon all the bannermen who came to petition today, and the sons also used this to persuade everyone to quit, so as not to cause more trouble."

Although the eighth master knew that he was severely pitted by the third master, but the old man's golden mouth had been opened, he had to jump into the pit hard, just jumping back and forth, but he couldn't help but think about those who were doing things at the bottom, so he made a sincere and fearful statement to ask for help.

"Accurate!"

Forcing the palace is a great evil act, although the flagmen who gathered in Tiananmen Square have not actually made too many moves, but in any case, this move is a major event that violates the majesty of the imperial power, even if the old man is enlightened, it is also difficult to tolerate, the reason why he is not in a hurry to investigate thoroughly, because this matter involves too much, and the whole body is involved, a careless, the Qing Dynasty's society will be unstable, but not in a hurry to investigate does not mean that it is not investigated, no matter what, this matter has to be explained to the people of the world, because of this, The old man's proposal to the eighth master was actually reluctant in his heart, but now that the situation is delicate, the old man can't be allowed to play, and the tone of his voice will inevitably bring a little chill.

"Xie Huang Amalonen, Erchen will do it."

As soon as the old man's Chrysostom opened, the eighth master didn't dare to be lazy anymore, and hurriedly responded, leading a few little eunuchs to hurriedly walk towards the Tiananmen Tower, but at the moment of turning around, he quickly gave the ninth master a hidden look.

"Report, General, Babel is here."

More than half an hour has passed, the flags gathered in front of Tiananmen Square have not only not decreased, but are gathering more and more, although there has been no sign of impacting the imperial city, but tens of thousands of people gathered together, the noise is really too amazing, Liu Tiecheng, who is responsible for defense, is already sweating and heavy, and the hand holding the handle of the knife is also white because of nervousness.

"Please!"

Liu Tiecheng was born as a bandit, and he only served the old man Kangxi in his life, and all the people next to him didn't pay attention to it, not to mention that it was the eighth master, even if the prince came, he wouldn't pay attention to it, not to mention that the situation was tense at this time, Liu Tiecheng couldn't go downstairs to greet him, so he just spit out a word coldly, and then, regardless of the reaction of the Ouchi guard who came to report the news, he turned his head and looked at the chaotic square again.

"Wow!"

Since Liu Tiecheng had an order, the inner guard who came to report the news didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly responded, and hurriedly ran down the city gate tower.

"General Liu, it's hard work."

The eighth master slowly walked up to the city gate, but saw Liu Tiecheng standing in the city by himself, not to mention greeting, he didn't even turn his face around, the smile on the corner of his mouth was slightly stiff unconsciously, but he soon eased up, walked a few steps, came to Liu Tiecheng's side, and asked calmly.

"The last general has seen Babel!"

Although Liu Tiecheng didn't like to see the eighth master, everyone had already arrived beside him, but the number of etiquette that should be there still couldn't be saved, so he could only make a salute impatiently.

"General Liu doesn't have to be polite, Ben Beile came by order of Emperor Ama, and asked General Liu to open the city gate, and Ben Beile can also act cheaply."

As if he hadn't seen the impatience on Liu Tiecheng's face, the eighth master raised his hand modestly and proposed in a calm voice.

"Huh?"

As early as when he led his troops to Tiananmen Square, Liu Tiecheng had ordered the city gate to be closed, and he was worried that the bannermen would take advantage of the chaos to storm the palace.

"General Liu, please rest assured, it is enough for Benbeile to only take two entourages out of the city, and it will not affect the safety of the city defense."

The eighth master obviously understood Liu Tiecheng's worries, and without waiting for him to refuse, he had already explained with a smile.

"Hmm......"

Liu Tiecheng doesn't care about the life and death of the eighth master, he only cares about the safety of the imperial city, at this time, when he heard the eighth master say this, he was a little moved, but he thought about it and it was easy to open the door and difficult to close the door.

"If General Liu feels embarrassed, then prepare a rope frame and hang Ben Beile down the city, so it's time to do it?"

Seeing that Liu Tiecheng was reluctant to speak, although the eighth master was extremely impatient in his heart, he still had a calm smile on his face, and he suggested kindly.

"Someone, prepare a rope frame!"

The eighth master has already said this, Liu Tiecheng is not good to refuse again, so he can only keep a straight face, wave his hand, and shout loudly, and the guards who stayed on the side were busy with baskets and ropes, and hung the eighth master from the city.

"Hey, look, who is that, could it be the eighth master?"

"It's the eighth master, the eighth master is here, the eighth master is here!"

"The eighth master is here, there must be good news!"

……

Before the eighth master landed, there was a sharp-eyed flag man who shouted, and in an instant, the square was suddenly filled with a tsunami-like cheer, and the sound was like thunder, which made the soldiers of the battalion deployed on the city tower can't help but clench the knives and guns in their hands, and Liu Tiecheng frowned wildly.

Being hung down from the city gate, no matter what, there was a bit of embarrassment, but the eighth master regarded it as a smooth road, and didn't care about it, and when the basket fell to the ground, the eighth master stretched out his hand and adjusted the court clothes on his body, and then calmly stepped off the ground, and walked calmly to everyone.

"The little ones have said hello to the eighth master!"

"The minions are waiting to see the eighth master!"

"Eighth Master Da'an, the little one kowtows to you!"

……

The eighth master was calm, but the flagmen who gathered in Tiananmen Square were in a commotion because of this.