Chapter 8: The Emperor's Scheming
"Emperor Taishang, the slave ......" and the adults were numb in their hands and feet, and cold sweat flowed.
"A lot of people have mentioned this to me, but I haven't taken it to heart. Your loyalty to me, I know in my heart. For the sake of me, you have not put much effort into it, and you should have got some. Ah Gui is different, he is also loyal to me, very upright, which is very admirable to me. Therefore, for so many years, I have always put Ah Gui on top of you, just to let you learn from Ah Gui. ”
When Lord He heard this, he quickly lowered his head and didn't dare to speak anymore.
"I don't mean to blame you, you and I should be rewarded by me. It's just that in the future, if you assist Yanyan, it will not be as good as my situation. I'm afraid that he won't favor you so much, you must be cautious in the military aircraft department, and you must not break the law and discipline and break the rules. Otherwise, no one will be able to protect you! ”
"The great grace of the Emperor is remembered by the servants, and the servants have failed your hard work......" and the adults cried.
"Alright, you go back, I'm tired!" Qianlong Ye waved his hand. Hearing this, he silently retreated.
In August of the second year of Jiaqing, Ah Gui finally closed his eyes and passed away permanently. And Lord naturally became the chief minister of military aircraft, commanding the entire military aircraft department. After Wang Jie learned the news, he immediately returned to his hometown after illness, and it was useless for Ren Donghe to keep him. Dong He is cautious by nature, although he hates and adults, he has no choice but to endure it.
Looking at the busy figure of going in and out of the military plane with the adults, Jiaqing had a headache. He knew Dong He's personality, so he often called him in private to learn about the situation in the Military Aircraft Department.
"Your Majesty, now that the army has no combat effectiveness, why doesn't the emperor issue an edict and hold a military parade in winter?" Dong He secretly gave Jiaqing an idea.
"A military parade?" Jiaqing was moved in his heart when he heard this, "It is indeed a good idea, in this way, it can not only boost the morale of the army, but also enable me to establish prestige in the military camp, killing two birds with one stone!" Dong He, it's rare that you are so loyal, I will definitely reward you well in the future! ”
"Your Majesty, this is all within the minister's responsibility, how can you talk about rewards?"
"Okay, then I'm going to hold a military parade in the winter!" Jiaqing said excitedly, as if thousands of troops were in front of him.
The next day, the decree was handed down.
"The emperor is very good, he actually came up with such a way to buy people's hearts and establish prestige." And the Lord looked at the Holy Decree and said.
"Big brother, how to deal with this matter? If the emperor really holds a military parade, it will be a great disadvantage to us! Fu Changan said worriedly.
"Don't worry, this is just a holy decree, isn't the Emperor still allowed? It's just that I guess the emperor can't think of this idea alone, and someone should give him advice. If this is the case, this person must not be simple. ”
"Who could it be?"
"What do you say?"
"Dong He?"
"It should be him!"
"Dong He is left and right, and he flatters both sides. Although he doesn't easily provoke us, I don't think he's a good bird! ”
"Dong Huan is not a simple person, when do you think he was greedy for a tael of silver? For so many years, he has been quite prejudiced against us, but because of our great power, he can't bear it. ”
Dong He smiled: Those who know me, and adults too!
Low-key is the most NB show-off.
"Then you better hurry up and ask the Emperor for advice! If we really fulfill their hearts this time, we will be passive in the future. ”
"Don't worry, I will ask the Emperor for advice. Now that the crackdown on bandits in eastern and northern Sichuan has ended, the officers and men of the Jianrui Battalion and the Firearms Battalion have not yet withdrawn, and it is impossible to hold a military parade. Now the most urgent thing should be Dong Huan, if he continues to toss like this, I am afraid that when he is negligent, he will cause us a big mess. ”
"What are we going to do?"
"In the past two days, you have sent someone to inquire about Dong He's situation and see if you can find any opportunity to drive him out of the capital."
"Okay, big brother, just look at it. You don't have to worry about leaving things to me, there's nothing wrong with that. ”
Fu Changan was very excited, and when he went back, he put out the eyeliner. However, what disappointed him was that these grandsons had been looking for a long time, but they didn't find any flaws in Dong He.
As mentioned earlier, Dong He was born in a scholarly family, and his calligraphy and painting are famous in the capital, and Qianlong Ye admires it very much. In addition, he is cautious as an official, and his sleeves are clean, if you want to rectify him, it is tantamount to picking a bone in an egg, and the difficulty is not ordinary.
Dong He is not stupid, after he learned that Lord He and Fu Changan were going to calculate him, he calmly analyzed the current situation of the struggle and made a decisive decision: slip!
The land of right and wrong must not stay for long.
At this time, the sudden death of his old mother provided a very good excuse for his rapid retreat.
The master went home to keep filial piety, how do you like it, don't get involved with me.
Soon after Dong He left Beijing, Qianlong canceled the plan for the Jiaqing winter military parade.
In that year (1797), he was reappointed as Minister of Criminal Affairs and Minister of Household Affairs. The power leaned towards the government and the opposition, covering the sky with one hand, and became a veritable 'first powerful minister of the Manchu Qing Dynasty'.
Jiaqing's hair is gray: Rub, what's the matter?!
And the adults laughed: 'Whole' is just one word, I only say it once, you know that I will only use actions to express, speak too presumptuously, keep the insistence, see me desperate for you.
But I didn't have to be happy with the adults for long. Fate seemed to have tied a boulder to him, causing him to sink in grief until he could no longer breathe.
In his sleep, the giant stone turned into a grain of cinnabar between his eyebrows.
That year, another relative left him.
Ji Wen is dead.
During the Spring Festival that year, the Hefu was more lively than any previous year, and the people who went to give gifts and congratulations had already broken the threshold of Prince Gong's Mansion. Just after Chinese New Year's Eve, the third day of the first lunar month was the birthday of Gulun and Princess Xiao, and the adults were in full swing again.
On this day, Lord He was counting the 'income' of this New Year with Liu Quan, and the maid next to Ji Wen suddenly ran in in a panic.
"Master, Madame is coughing up blood, go and take a look!"
"Did you find Langzhong?!"
"The doctor has already arrived, and he is treating him!"
"Good! Take me to see it! He threw aside the antiques and treasures around him, and hurriedly followed the maid to the Shouchun Building where Ji Wen lived.
Since the death of her youngest son, Ji Wen's health has not been very good. Seeing her withering like flowers day by day, she was anxious with adults. Although he invited all the famous doctors in the world to treat her, no matter how high the medical skills of the famous doctors were, they could not cure Ji Wen's pain of losing her child. As soon as the Spring Festival passed 10,000, she fell ill.
I can't afford to be sick.
In the Shouchun Building, the doctor has already passed the pulse and is prescribing a prescription.
"Take the medicine according to this recipe and decoction twice a day." After the prescription was finished, the doctor instructed.
"Yes!" The servant hurriedly took the recipe and retreated.
After the explanation, the doctor also retreated, and as soon as he went out, he met the adult who had just arrived.
"And my lord!" When the doctor saw him, he hurriedly knelt down and said goodbye.
"What disease does Madame have? How can you cough up blood? ”
"Coughing up blood is a fever syndrome, which is divided into external and internal injuries, and those with external sensations are more real and those with internal injuries are more deficient. Mrs. was depressed for a long time, her body was weak, and she accidentally contracted a cold. Hypothermia and heat cause damage to the lungs, blood spillage, and eventually lead to coughing up blood. ”
"Can it be cured?"
"Madame is weak and it is not easy to heal. It is difficult for any drug to have an immediate effect, and it needs to be adjusted slowly. ”
"Where's the prescription? Show me. ”
"Your Excellency, please take a look." The doctor took out the draft of the recipe.
Nourishing Qi and Nourishing Spleen and Liver Soup: Ginseng 2 Coins, Atractylodes Macrocephalus 2 Coins, Yun Ling 3 Coins, Rehmannia 4 Coins, Gui Shen 2 Coins, White Peony 2 Coins, Chuanxiong 1 Coin 5 Coins, Astragalus 3 Coins, Xiangfu Rice 2 Coins, Vinegar Bupleurum Eight Coins, Huai Yam 2 Coins, Zhen Ejiao 2 Coin Clam Powder Stir-fried, Yanhu Suo Qian Half Wine Stir-fried, Eight Minutes of Boiled Licorice, Seven Lotus Seeds Cited to Remove the Heart, Two Jujubes.
This recipe is very famous, and everyone understands the mystery by themselves, and it is quite insightful. Ha ha......
"Alright, you stand down!" After listening to the doctor's words, the adults were very disappointed. Every doctor has to recuperate slowly, but this has been recuperating for more than half a year, and Ji Wen's condition not only shows no signs of improvement, but is more serious!
Rub, a bunch of quacks!
I stood outside the door for a long time, not knowing what to do with the things in front of me. Ji Wen is too important to him! If there was no Ji Wen, he really didn't know how he would live.
"Master, let's go into the house and take a look at Madame, shall we? If you've been standing here for a long time, you're afraid you'll catch a cold. Looking at the distracted appearance of the adult, Hushtu reminded in a low voice.
"Oh good! Good! After such a reminder, the adult came back to his senses, gently pushed the door open and walked away.
Ji Wen lay quietly on the bed, looking at it from a distance, her face was as pale as a blank piece of paper. It may be that she is too weak, and she falls asleep as soon as the doctor leaves. I saw that her eyes were closed, her breathing was short, and she seemed to have phlegm in her throat.
He sat down gently on the edge of the bed and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for her. The wife in the quilt has been emaciated to a handful of bones, and if it is not covered by the quilt, it will look scary.
Looking at Ji Wen, who was described as haggard, and the eyes of adults couldn't help but have tears welling up. He didn't realize that the cinnabar between his brows was fading.
Getting fainter and weaker (to be continued.) )