As soon as Fu Heng entered the military plane, the eunuch on duty immediately brought a ruler to a thick stack of folds, and moved four or five dense folding boxes. There were also a dozen sealed letters. Fu Heng ordered on the side, "Brew the tea, the more drunk, the better!" While I was busy looking at the secret folding box first, and then looking at the folding catalog, there were no Jin Hui, Li Shiyao and Le Min. However, Yin Jishan and Jin each had a yellow seal to fold the box, so they put it aside. Then he turned his hand and looked at the letters. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he saw Le Min's letter, followed by Jin Hui's, and after two letters, the letter of "Shiyao respectfully worships Fu Zhongtang's relatives" is also impressive. All of them are secret letters printed with fire paint. He carefully cut Jin Hui's letter with scissors, and as soon as he pulled it out, Zhang Jingxulun of the Military Aircraft Department came in and said, "Sixth Master, Liu Yong, and more than a dozen county orders who have been assigned to foreign appointments have come in. Please tell me where to wait for the introduction - Qian Du also came in, saying that he had allocated money for the repair of the Old Summer Palace, and he came in to see Yanqing Zhongtang yesterday, but it was not negotiated, and he also asked the sixth master to cut it. ”

"Tell Qian Du to wait next door, I'll see you in a few letters. The rest of the people who were introduced were waiting on the heavenly street outside the Qianqing Gate. Wait for Ji Yun to come in and take them to face the saint. Fu Heng calmly unfolded the letter, as if he remembered something, and asked, "I didn't hear Yan Qinggong tell me about Qian Du." It's in, but why hasn't it been negotiated? ”

Sylon smiled, sat down at his desk and looked at the recital, and replied, "I'm not very refreshed either." I heard the eunuchs say that Yanqing treated him very coldly, and only said that he was busy, so he asked him to see the sixth master talk. ”

"Yanqing doesn't agree with cultivating the garden, he's such a cold person." Fu Heng said, and then read Jin Hui's letter. Sylon also stopped talking, bowed his head to the desk, read and wrote abridgements of the chapters[1]

List.

Jin Hui's letter was written in a mixed manner, and the important points were very vague, and he wrote in the previous paragraphs about the spring drought in eastern Sichuan, how to transfer grain, fodder, and rice seeds from Huguang to block water and irrigate the fields. He also said that a case of injury and death in a clan weapon fight, the judgment of the division was unclear, and Fu Heng was asked not to play the verdict of the criminal department for the time being. It's dizzying to watch. Fu Heng simply looked for news about the Jinchuan military. It wasn't until the end of the letter that Jin Hui spoke of this.

The battle situation in Jinchuan is unknown. The temple is still guarded by Sha Luoben. Zhang Guangsi of the middle hall of the middle hall opened a grain road from the north of the brush temple, our army has no shortage of food, only vegetables and vegetables are transported because of the detour, and the migrant workers are returned, and the Songgang is nineteen erosive. The prime minister has repeatedly sent letters, saying that it is advisable to transfer the green battalion of the Sichuan army to attack the Brush Temple. However, all the troops stationed in Sichuan were restrained by the military department, and they had no authority to command, and they did not dare to raise the garrison of the province without following orders. According to the letter, the important town of Xiazhai is still in my hands, and it is a promising situation. At present, the stalemate is stalemate, and it is difficult for Saroben to hold on for a long time. The only thing that is humble is to be cautious in their duties, to deliver food according to the routine, and to be unfamiliar with military affairs, and dare not discuss. But Jue Sha Luo Ben is really not easy to rival. I'll report later.

"Pure, wait and see the wind here!" Fu Heng pushed the letter out with hatred, and looked at Le Min's again. Lemin's letter is short, but unabashed:

The situation in my barracks is unclear. Several times I wanted to go to Songgang, but the middle road was surrounded by Tibetan soldiers and returned. However, he repeatedly asked Jin Fu, and there may be a small defeat under the big victory. Because there were no soldiers from Songgang, it was difficult to find out the truth. There is no reason to express anxiety and indignation. He suspected that our army had no strength to fight again, and he had a secret understanding with Sha's family. However, there is no evidence, so be cautious.

Looking at this letter, Fu Heng knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly opened Li Shiyao's letter, and the eunuch guarding the door came in and said, "Hao Yonggui, the prefect of Datong-"

Fu Heng's belly was scorched, he slammed the case, and said sharply: "What is so good and so precious and what is so good?" Get out! I breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Li Shiyao's letter, which was even more amazing:

Fu Xiangmi: Zhaohui Hailancha ran to my line at night, saying that our army was defeated in Xiazhai, Songgang, and Shujing Temple, and only one-third of the troops remained. According to the two of them, the relatives wanted to be defeated, but they were mad and conspired to murder people to prevaricate their responsibilities, so they designed to escape, which was another reappearance of Qingfu Agui. This matter is too unreasonable, the humble post did not dare to believe it, the two of them wanted to go to Que to knock on the court, because he was in the service of the martial arts, not the humble position can be controlled, has borrowed Sichuan capital to make it convenient, now to receive the order of the general, check Zhaohui Hailancha, the lowly also knows that the fall is in the accident, and is also very worried. The original decree of the Holy Lord was to take Jinchuan to go to Tongzheng to do it, and now he is in a dilemma, and there is no peace in his thoughts. Zhongtang, my mentor also dare not tell the truth, and if there is other information, that is, when Xingchi will report again. Li Shiyao knocked.

After reading the three letters, Fu Heng's heart was already bright. Le Min is a cautious person, Jin Hui and Ne are inextricably linked, and Li Shiyao was cultivated and promoted by himself. Each person's interests are different, and the proportion of speech is also different, and they all use letters, that is, they leave room for advance and retreat. But in any case, there seems to be no doubt that Jin Chuan lost more than he thought. Fu Heng sorted out the letters and instructed the eunuch: "Hand the secret folding box in—tell the king that I will immediately ask for a long live lord!" After saying that, he brushed his body off the kang and said to Xulun: "Jinchuan's relatives have suffered defeat. Pay attention to the excerpts of Shaanxi, Gansu, Sichuan and Yungui, and all those involved in Jinchuan military affairs will be played in original documents, and no abridgements will be written. ”

"Defeated again!" Xu Lun's hand trembled, stopped the pen, and when he opened his mouth to stare at Fu Heng, Fu Heng had already thrown the curtain out. As soon as he went out, he saw Hao Yonggui, the prefect of Datong, standing in front of the big golden jar, obviously still waiting for him. Fu Heng was in a mood at this time, and he wanted to slap him in the face, but he had been a minister for many years, and he had a peaceful atmosphere in his heart, so he stepped forward and patted Hao Yonggui on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "I know that my brother is in a hurry, I have something more urgent here-don't you just want to be a Taoist?" This has to be recommended by the ministry. There is no 'Zhuo Yi' language, so it is inconvenient for me to intervene directly. Datong is a place of tea and horse trading, you are in the Mid-Autumn Festival, before the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will recruit a thousand military horses, and I will guarantee your promotion. Hao Yonggui had heard that Fu Heng was angry and was waiting outside to be trained, he was really flattered when he heard this, and he was busy bowing his waist and saying, "Xie Sixth Master cultivates and supports!" The student will definitely recruit all of them for you, and then choose another twenty good horses for the sixth master......"

Fu Heng waited for his voice to fall, nodded and left. Passing by the ear room of the military aircraft department, Qian Du had already greeted him and said with a smile: "The sixth master wants to go in?" The money for repairing the garden, the six departments attacked me very hard, Shi Yizhi lay on the hospital bed and also participated in a copy, saying that I was a sycophant villain-" Fu Heng interrupted him before he finished speaking, and reluctantly smiled: "I don't have time to talk about the garden now." Don't go, just wait here, I'll come down and have something to say, maybe I'll tell you to go in too." Seeing Wang Yan trotting all the way, he shouted: "The emperor told Fu Heng to go in!" Fu Heng hurriedly responded, "Yes!" And he pulled out his feet and went.

At that time, just after the Dragon Boat Festival, there was no rain for many days, and at the time of Chenpai, the ground was already scorched and hot. Fu Heng entered the courtyard of the Heart Cultivation Palace, and his underwear was already soaked with sweat. After signing up and stepping into the hall, I felt even more stuffy, so I kowtowed outside the Dongnuan Pavilion to say goodbye, only to see Zhang Tingyu sitting on a chair by the kang and talking to Qianlong. There was also a middle-aged man in his forties sitting on the small pestle next to him, with a wide forehead and thin cheeks and a clear figure, but he was wearing a gray poplin robe and a black satin horse coat on the outside. Fu Heng thought to himself, how could there be a gentleman here? Surprised, Qianlong had already spoken: "Fu Heng is here, get up, get up and sit next to Lu Zhuo." ”

"Yes! Thank you for the master's appreciation. ”

Fu Heng kowtowed and got up, bowed his waist to the wooden pestle, and sure enough, he saw that it was Lu Zhuo. The two used to be very familiar friends, Lu Zhuo accepted 30,000 silver for bribery, and he had been sent to the court by Liu Tongxun, but because Empress Fucha hit the Qing Palace, he asked for pardon for the dead army. Fu Heng changed his mind slightly, and knew that he was going to use him to control the water after returning from the amnesty, but he didn't expect that after a few years of Uriya Sutai military career, Lu Zhuo, who was like a dragon and a tiger, was so haggard, but he couldn't talk at this time. The two only looked at each other and nodded, and Fu Heng sat down, thinking about how to reply to Qianlong's words. But I heard Qianlong say to Zhang Tingyu:

"I've been busy these days, so I haven't seen each other much. Don't talk about it as soon as you meet. Hengchen old minister, you are a veteran of the three dynasties, and the first emperor ordered you to enjoy the Taimiao. From the worship of the minister, but also to return to the field to die old? ”

Zhang Tingyu is seventy-four years old, but his complexion and spirit are still fine. It's just that the physique is thin and thin, the teeth are also a little runny, but the speech is very agile and fluent, listening to Qianlong on the Taishi chair, the walnut shell-like wrinkles on his face are motionless, a pair of snow-white eyebrows are low, I can't see any eyes, after listening to Qianlong's words, I bowed in the chair and said: "The old minister is still in charge of the envoys of the ministry, but his spirit is really bad." Seventy suspension cars, ancient and modern. In the Song Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, there were also ministers who begged to be invited. It can be handled by citing examples. ”

"You're an advisor." Qianlong was wearing a full-hanging court dress, so hot that his cheeks were sweating, and there was a fan next to him, but he refused to pick it up and fan it, sat cross-legged as if facing Dabin, and said: "That's not what you said." "Yi" Jingyun 'sees a few and makes it', people are different at different times and places, and each has different fate. If the Seventy must be 'suspended', why is there still the code of the 'Eighty Power Dynasty'. What does Wuhou say about 'doing his best'? ”

Fu Heng had already understood the content of the conversation between the two by now. Zhang Tingyu is in a hurry to retire, although it means "the whole body is prosperous", but his sons are all ordered to take care of him. If he doesn't retreat, his sons don't expect to be promoted. Qianlong did not allow him to retreat, but because there had never been a prime minister since the Qing Dynasty. He wants to be the holy lord who honors and considers his lords, and the two have different minds. Having said that, Zhang Tingyu should have retreated a long time ago, but he still didn't move, like a stiff stone. Fu Heng couldn't help but sigh secretly: "Hengchen is too old and stubborn......" Sure enough, Zhang Tingyu said again: "Zhuge Liang was entrusted with troubled times. The minister is a peaceful and prosperous world, not the same day. ”

Qianlong was full of anxiety about many official duties, and he was entangled by this old man, swallowed his saliva patiently, stared at Zhang Tingyu for a long time, and said coldly: "What the old minister Hengchen said is wrong again. Since you promise the country with your body and take the weight of the world, you can't boast of being old and arduous. It is not possible to be comfortable with the world. His tone changed and became extremely sincere and warm: "How does the Imperial Ancestor treat you?" I never used you as a slave. is in charge of the officials, in fact, the officials don't let them bother you with big and small things. It's just a name, and I only consult when I encounter a major event that is difficult to solve. You also have to think more about me, can you bear the painstaking work of this piece of fulfillment? I can't bear to let you retreat, so don't retreat! Seeing that Zhang Tingyu was still going to speak, Qianlong moved down from the kang, stroked Zhang Tingyu's shoulder and said, "Don't argue anymore, okay?" I want you to be a model of glory and glory, and set an example for the courtiers and minions who are now contributing. Let's go back and recuperate in peace. I write a poem for you today! ”

After doing a good job and coaxing him, Zhang Tingyu finally left his seat to thank him. Supported by two eunuchs, he resigned from the palace tremblingly. Qianlong looked at his back, took a long breath, looked back and smiled with a self-defeating smile: "It's difficult to be a man, it's hard to go to the sky after being a man." Who can remember this part of my heart! - Your affairs must sound more annoying - I first sent Zhang Hengchen a few poems ......" said, but when he saw Ji Yun and Liu Tongxun coming in, he smiled and said, "You came just in time." Excuse me, Ji Yun, just sit down on the side of the pen inkstone, I will compose a poem, you write it down and consider it. ”

"Master, such a good Yaxing!" Ji Yun still kowtowed in the end, and sat on the side of the fence, with a pen in hand. Fu Heng and Lu Zhuo also sat intently and waited. Qianlong was not in a hurry to groan, his hands shook his sweaty neckline, and said to Bu Ren, who was guarding the warm pavilion: "Zhang Tingyu has withdrawn. Wring a cool towel for me, and the three of them—it's as hot as a steamer in this hall. Because he took the fan on the kang table, he gently shook and paced.

Only then did the three of them know that on this hot day, Qianlong was neatly dressed and sat cross-legged, but he refused to use a fan in sweaty and heavy clothes, because Duansu respected this veteran of the Three Dynasties! They rubbed their hands with wet towels soaked in ice, feeling the slightest refreshment in their hearts, and they didn't dare to wipe their faces recklessly, so they put it down after a little wiping, still looking at Qianlong. Qianlong groaned and stretched out three fingers and said, "Give Hengchen three chapters of poems." Inman sang:

When the world is prosperous, look up to the grace of the king.

Carefully adjust the yuan, and refine the yang and yin.

This is the first song, Ji Yun is busy writing a book. Qianlong chanted again:

When the anointing followed the sundial, the exhaustion was exhausted.

Xiangzhu Liang Qing Festival, Jiaotong Shuqin rhyme.

"This is the second one." Qianlong said with a smile, and recited the third poem:

Jiaer has three dynasties, and Taifu has forty springs.

Mo Yan is old, looking forward to comforting my heart.

When his words fell, Ji Yun had already stopped writing, blew with his mouth, and held it to Qianlong with both hands. Qianlong examined it, spread it flat on the kang table, asked for a pen, and wrote a line of words on the side of the empty paper:

Qianlong's pro-system would like to give Zhang Qinxuan a third-class uncle

took the small seal of the "Yuanming Layman" and said with satisfaction: "Very good." Tell the king to be ashamed and send it over - what do you think? ”

The three of them are listening, since Qianlong recited sonorously like a golden stone, and the charm is fine, no matter what, it is a subordinate work, where can it be said well? But the emperor said "very good" and had to echo it. Liu Tongxun said: "The minister can't compose poems, but he listens to people read a lot." The nineteen poems of Han Yuefu are so-called 'wandering on the side of the road, and you can't resign', and I think the emperor's poems seem to be stronger. Ji Yun smiled and said: "The emperor's poems are elegant and upright, such as delicacies and wine, the rhyme is mellow, the love is deep, and the lang is like fine gold and jade." When will Ji Yun learn from the emperor, and it will be in vain to be a Hanlin scribe! Fu Hengsheng was afraid that Ji Yun would finish saying good things, so he was busy praising him: "Not only elegant, but also elegant, and the spring breeze is blowing in the majestic righteousness." The minions occasionally doodle a few songs, which feel frivolous and ...... compared to it."

They are all in the same stomach, but they don't dare to think about it, let alone say it, they dig out their hearts and minds to support the scene, and say that Qianlong's poems are rare in the sky and unparalleled in the ground, as if Li Bai was reborn and Du Fu was reborn. Qianlong knew that this was flattery, but he had always been proud of his poems, so he smiled: "Everyone is exaggerating." I know it myself. Songs and poems are written for things, and I write them after being diligent in government, and talk about them for self-entertainment. Fu Heng - now talking about a serious messenger - Ji Yun has also sat here, although it has little to do with your messenger, it is no different from the root. ”

Ji Yunyuan stood by the fence, hurriedly said "yes", and sat down with Fu Heng. Qianlong sat down cross-legged, his expression had become solemn and solemn, and he sighed and said, "When it comes to government affairs, it is not so relaxed. I didn't sleep well all night last night. Thinking about it, I am afraid that the battle of Jinchuan will be even worse than I thought......" Speaking of this, he paused, took a sip of tea, like a mouthful of bitter medicine, frowned and said: "The general army of Loushanguan has a secret fold, he took dozens of thieves who robbed the grain depot, and when he asked, they were all defeated soldiers who were scattered in Jinchuan...... I didn't expect a little toast from Salopen to be so difficult to get! - Fu Heng, you have to have a number in your heart. Prepare to go to Jinchuan to take charge of military affairs. I originally wanted Ah Gui to go, but I had already sent Qingfu and Neqin in front of me, and Ah Gui's prestige was too far apart, so I was afraid that I would not be able to suppress it. Bring me to the military aircraft department and consult with my staff officers! ”

"The Emperor Shengming!" Fu Heng somehow, suddenly felt sad in his heart, bowed down on the pestle and said: "The slave did not receive the official excerpt of the report of the defeat of the king's master, but Jin Hui, Le Min and Li Shiyao all came. There are different accounts, and there seems to be no doubt that the defeat was miserable. The servants have repeatedly asked for orders to go to Jinchuan, and after thinking about it repeatedly, the monarch's father is worried that the courtiers are incomprehensible, that is, they are not loyal ministers; As long as the master gives an order, the slave immediately goes to kill the enemy, and now the slave is on standby - the slave does not want to make a military order, the master gives the slave the right to transfer troops, and transfers Yue Zhongqi as a deputy, for a year, send a head back to Beijing, either Saluoben's, or the slave's neck! As he spoke, he pulled out the three letters from his sleeve with shaking hands, bowed down and presented them with both hands, choking in his voice and unable to control himself. When the slave read these letters, his heart was truly sad. If the matter of bullying the monarch is true, it is the shame of the society and the shame of the monarch's father, and the slave is his friend, and he feels ashamed! ”

His language trembled, his complexion was bleak, he was like crying and complaining, Rao is Liu Tongxun's heart is like a stone, Ji Yun is happy and witty, and they all trembled when they heard it, and they didn't know what was written in the letter, they all opened their eyes wide and looked at Qianlong dementedly.

Probably because of his premonition and preparation, Qianlong's demeanor was much calmer than yesterday, but his face was a little pale. Reading the letters, but reading them very seriously, also spread out the three letters side by side, and read them with reference and comparison. The three of them sat beside him, but they didn't dare to look at him, and they all fixed their eyes on the banner behind the throne. The huge heart hall is so quiet that you can only hear the rustling sound of the bell ringing in the corner of the hall. Fu Heng felt that his heart was constricted, and he couldn't even breathe, and glanced at Qianlong, but saw that Qianlong frowned and pondered, not like a thunderous anger was about to attack, so he quietly changed his breath, but saw Wang Yan coming back to pay the decree, bowed down in the voice of the male duck and said: "Master, the poem for Zhang Tingyu has been sent." Zhang Tingyu's second son, Zhang Ruocheng, came in with the slave to thank him. and Wang Youdun, the Minister of Military Aircraft sent to Fengtian, also came back by order, handing over the sign and asking to see him! ”

"Nope!"

Qianlong blurted out. He tried his best to suppress his disappointment, frustration and anger, and almost at the same time changed his mind, gritted his teeth and forced a smile: "Wang Youdun has only been in office for a short time, he is the Minister of Military Aircraft, and he should come in to discuss it - ask Zhang Ruocheng to come in too." He folded the letter, thought about it, lifted the red pen and put a line of small words on it, "The following three letters have been read by the emperor and are still handed over to Fu Hengcun", handed them to Fu Heng, and said: "Originally, I had seen it to be handed over to the emperor's palace." Let's save it with you, you can participate in military affairs......" Because he saw Wang Youdun and Zhang Ruocheng coming in, he was silent, and when the two of them saluted, he asked: "You Dun, you have worked hard all the way, and your body and bones are still strong?" ”

"The body of a dog and a horse, how dare you bow down and ask." Wang Youdun hurriedly smiled and said, "Fengtian General Kang Keji, Admiral Daniel Zhang, as well as Prince Jian stationed in Mukden, Prince Guo Chengnuo, Prince Yongxin of Dong, and Prince Rui Duluo sent their courtiers to Shili Pavilion. The ministers asked for peace on their behalf, and sent other things to contribute to the ministers to transfer on their behalf - this is their invitation to the excerpts and tribute lists, please take a look at the emperor. As he spoke, he handed over a folded copy of a stack of yellow silk covers.

Qianlong sighed, stroked those folded books, and said: "The repair of the Forbidden City is done well, the imperial tomb cultivates soil and trees, and the surrounding parapets are also up, Kang Keji and Daniel Zhang have folded in a few days ago, and they really praise you for being diligent and honest, patient and not afraid of hardship, what else do they have to say to you privately?" Wang Youdun said: "Several princes just look up to God's grace and have nothing else to say." Daniel Zhang privately told his courtiers that there was no field battle in the northeast. The Rakshasa Kingdom was poaching and stealing ginseng in the Outer Khing'an Mountains, and Kang Keji sent a battalion of soldiers to drive them away. He was a little anxious in his heart, saying that two generations of father and son were favored, and if they didn't fight, they couldn't repay it. Asked the ministers to see that he didn't need him in the Jinchuan war, so he had to collide with the emperor with the wooden clock. Qianlong asked, "Daniel Zhang is Zhang Yuxiang's youngest son, right?" ”

"Back to the emperor, he is ranked fourth, and there is a younger brother below."

"How is Zhang Yuxiang? Can you still walk? ”

"He's almost ninety years old, and he can still ride a horse, but his mouth is broken, and he can't interject for an hour or two. Praise his horses, praise his own body and bones, and scold his sons for being useless......"

Fu Heng had seen this highly decorated old general, thinking of his snow-white hair, pointing and pointing aggressively, a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he was busy again. But I heard Qianlong say: "Shengjing is the place where I am in the dragon and near the Rakshasa country. I have always paid close attention to it, and I am most afraid that the extravagant atmosphere of the Central Plains will be infected there. It seems that the ambition of martial arts has not been worn down. There is not even one general in the Central Plains who wants to hit the wooden bell to fight-you are the minister of military aircraft in charge of the military affairs of the Shengjing battalion, and you wrote to Daniel Zhang and told him to train the troops with his intentions, and the country has a place to use him. You sit down—Ruocheng, did you come in on your father's behalf? ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Ruocheng was unaware that the topic suddenly turned to his side. was slightly stunned, and hurriedly kowtowed: "The emperor gave poems to comfort the old ministers." Zhang Tingyu led the old and young people of the mansion to knock on Longen, and sent his father to kowtow to the long-lived lord. ”

"Is he in good spirits? Have you gone back to dinner? ”

"My father has seen the master, and he is in good spirits, and he ate a little more lunch than usual. Tell your children that the grace of the Lord depends on the efforts of your children and grandchildren! After Zhang Ruocheng finished speaking, he kowtowed again and again. Qianlong listened casually, dipped his finger in the tea and drew something on the case, and said lukewarmly: "Zhang Tingyu, like Zhang Yuxiang, was made by the Holy Grandfather. Tingyu has no field merits, and it is not easy to be crowned an earl. When the ancestor of the world named him, I was still young, and I was studying and listening to politics on the side. Long Keduo said that there was no precedent for Wenchen to be knighted, but Shizong Ye blocked it back, saying: "Zhang Liang has no field merits. In the midst of strategizing, the decisive victory is thousands of miles away. Zhang Tingyu is loyal and diligent, and Zuo Zhendun is civilized and educated, and his credit cannot be lost. These words are still in my ears—kneel down and serve him well, that he may cherish himself and take care of himself......

Zhang Ruocheng withdrew. Several courtiers were still chewing Qianlong's words, listening to them sentence by sentence, all of them were warm and comforting, but when they were connected in one place, they all felt that their meaning was unfathomable. They are all heroes among thousands of people, and their talents are extremely high, and they are all extremely deep. Savoring this cold warning, I felt a chill in my heart. Only Wang Youdun didn't know the beginning and end, and he couldn't bear the silence, he bowed down on the pestle and said with a smile: "Zhang Tingyu is really blessed, he has been the assistant government affairs of the Holy Lord Sheng Dynasty for decades, and he has been good from the beginning to the end. When the minister saw the reiteration of Zhang Tingyu's edict to enjoy the Taimiao in Fengtian, he was very excited. The minister is a military general, and he has to be promoted to the master of Shengming, and he must work hard-" Speaking of this, he suddenly felt that Fu Heng secretly pulled the corner of his clothes, he was also a vigilant person, and after a moment, he had already changed his tone, "I also want to be a courtier like Zhang Yuxiang and Zhang Tingyu!" Ji Yun and Liu Tongxun listened first, and they were secretly worried about Wang Youdun, and they were surprised when they heard him suddenly clip in a "Zhang Yuxiang", and the donkey's lips were not closed to the horse's mouth. Looking at Qianlong, there is no unpredictability, and they all feel a little relieved.

"Fu Heng, what are you doing with Wang Youdun?" Qianlong had already seen it at a glance, and said: "No matter how troubled I am in my heart, I am still bowing Qingming, Wang Youdun does not know the previous situation, and speaks rashly, I will no longer blame him." ”

Fu Hengwan didn't expect that this little hand and foot would also be seen through, he was ashamed and afraid, his face was flushed, and he hurriedly got up and apologized: "The emperor has a deep understanding of thousands of miles, and the careful thinking of the slave cannot escape the ...... of the holy candle" Wang Youdun Wu didn't understand what "I don't know the previous situation" meant, and quickly turned his mind and asked Liu Tongxun with his eyes. Liu Tongxun and Ji Yun both gritted their teeth and indifferently stared at the gold bricks that were as clear as a mirror underground.

"How tired I am!" Qianlong breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at the caisson on the top of the hall, as if looking for something, and hung his head helplessly like a child, "No matter how big or small your position is, you are still a 'praise Xiang' regardless of your position, or you are in charge of a department, or you are in charge of one thing, or even in charge of the overall situation." In the affairs of the world, whether it is officials, gentlemen, agriculture, industry and commerce, mountains, rivers, land, and land, the big burden is still on me alone. Yesterday the altar of heaven, the beginning of the sacrifice is 'Prime Minister Heshan Chen Hongli', I listened to the recitation of the Ministry of Rites, I felt that there was no word! He took a sip of tea, pitched and moved, calmed the tide of thoughts in his heart, and said: "Chengping is a good thing, Chengping has been going on for a long time, people's hearts are slack, the people want to be rich when they are rich, the poor Bawang is rich, the hearts of the officials are not on the official errands, they all pounce on the silver, how many people can know the troubles here?" Civil officials love money, military attaches are afraid of death, they all love money and are afraid of death, they have to scrape if they have money, they have to scrape the people, they scrape the people and the court, the hearts of the people are corrupted by money, the talented have become mediocre, the mediocre have become stupid, and they have become pigs and dogs! Yesterday's words are shocking when I think about it......"

He sat cross-legged for too long, didn't move his body, snorted himself, and said: "Looking up and down, Jinchuan two expeditions, spending more than 10 million silver, folding three or four generals, killing a prime minister, and sending a first assistant, actually do it again as usual!" The money spent on the transportation of the Yellow River is twice as high as that of the Holy Grandfather, and it is still flooding, silting, and strange, Wu Wentang, Wuhu Road, Anhui Province, received the silver for disaster relief and life-saving in the treasury, and first put usury, and actually collected interest first, and only took the interest to give relief! There is also a county magistrate in Dezhou, Pi Zhongjun, with such a good name, who borrowed silver from the Yamen of the Salt Tea Ceremony and sold porcelain in partnership, and lost money when the boat capsized in the canal, and borrowed silver from the Shandong Domain, put usury, and also used interest to pay off the country's deficit. The military and government, civil affairs, and finances are so dismantled and dirty, and the courtiers do not share the worries of the monarch's father, and go to the palace one by one, calculating to enjoy the Taimiao behind him, and he will not spare it if he agrees, and he will also write a note to issue it to the world! I really don't know what Zhang Tingyu thinks. If I don't want him to enter the Taimiao, if he does, can't I withdraw him?! He smiled disdainfully and said to Ji Yun: "Xiaolan, you drafted the will to Zhang Tingyu!" ”

The four of them had already heard the thrill, and their backs were like thorns in their seats. Ji Yun agreed, "Yes!" Hurriedly approached the desk, picked up the pen, and his hands trembled slightly.

"Write like this—" Qianlong's face was expressionless, and his voice was as dry as chopping wood. "Yesterday, Guan'er's body is still healthy, and his spirit is also restored, although he is in front of his father in his own private name, there is still forgivable feelings. I think of the old ministers, save the dignity, not only allow the classics to enjoy, but also give poems to this prosperity. And I don't know how to thank me for the kindness of loving and raising the ministers, and I regret the distance, and I refuse to bow down to thank you in person, and insult and contempt the king to this extreme! I can give it, I think about it, I can't take it? - Pai ...... Wang Li went to give him a decree! ”

Fu Heng, Liu Tongxun, and Wang Youdun listened to this will, and they were all like a scorching thunder in the air, and their faces were as frightened as earth. Zhang Tingyu has been a counselor for 50 years, and he has been a minister for 40 years. The emperor's edict has never been a word-of-mouth of praise and praise for his subordinates, and in his old age, in order to compete for the posthumous title of "worthy of enjoying the Taimiao", a somersault was folded to this point. The rabbit dies and the fox hurts its kind, and it tastes like it when it is experienced. In the deathly silence, Wang Youdun's clothes slammed for a while, he left his seat and prostrated his head, and said, "Please long live your life!" ”

"Huh?"

"Please ask the emperor to save a little dignity for Zhang Tingyu."

"He doesn't leave dignity for me, and he doesn't leave dignity for himself."

Fu Heng and Liu Tongxun couldn't sit still anymore, and left their seats together and kowtowed repeatedly. Liu Tongxun said: "In general, Zhang Tingyu has a good life, and he is the first assistant of the Holy Ancestor and the third generation of Sejong to the present. Now that he is old and deaf, his mind is disordered, he is guilty of seeking fame and slowness, and he begs the emperor to be as benevolent as heaven, and he remembers his slight labor, summons him and orders him to change. This edict may hurt the wisdom of the first emperor. Fu Heng has been in Zhangfu since he was a child, and he has a family affection, and he has already shed tears when he knocks on the ground, and Ai Ai said: "Liu Tongxun Wang Youdun said, and the slaves also feel the same way. The emperor is tolerant of all over the world, and he doesn't have to care about Zhang Tingyu's selfish intentions......"

Qianlong let the three of them cry and beg for their lives, but they still sat silently. He also felt a faint pain in his heart, the same elder, the same old age, why didn't Zhang Yuxiang have this ugliness? There are so many complicated government affairs in the imperial court, he has been a minister for decades, and he is an official in office, he refuses to say a word to share his worries, blindly pestering the land to retire, and returning to the field to support the elderly and deserving of the Taimiao, isn't it relying on the old to sell the old?

"Your Majesty ......" Ji Yun listened to them and knew that they hadn't talked about Qianlong's thoughts, so he stepped forward with an idea, presented the draft to Qianlong, knelt down calmly with the corners of his robe, kowtowed and said, "Rong Chen speaks." I remember that year, the ministers drove the autumn mulan from the saint, and Zhang Tingyu had repeatedly asked for the return of the order. The minister once asked the Holy One why he did not allow it. The saint sighed at the time, saying that since the beginning of my dynasty, the prime minister and the prime minister have not finally made a name. The emperor wants to be perfect for the ages and set up a vane for future generations. There is a piece of Tingyu who is decent and small, and the emperor's wish is about the general situation, he is old, old and small, a little subtle insight, the emperor tolerated him, which not only comforted the hearts of the hundred officials, but also showed the emperor's ambition. The minister thinks that the emperor is busy with government affairs today and is disturbed, and this will not be issued, and the emperor will still send it tomorrow, how about passing on the decree again? ”

He spoke eloquently, planning for Qianlong himself everywhere, and he was obviously magnificent. Qianlong listened to this, the color on his face was already pale, he picked up the draft and looked at it, smiled bitterly and crumpled it into a ball, and said: "Everyone says that it is forgivable, and I am not too much. Zhang Tingyu, alas...... I have respected him since I was a child, and he really has strengths that no one can match, why is it that he is old and old, and he is like this when he changes sex? He moved down from the kang and asked for water to rinse his mouth, and then commanded, "Fetch some more ice, it's too hot," and waved his fan lightly while pacing, and everyone knew that the pass had passed, and they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Military affairs can't wait any longer." Qianlong ordered them to return to their seats, and said leisurely: "Fu Heng and the Lang officials of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Household Affairs have a meeting. According to the military situation mentioned in Li Shiyao's letter, the redeployment arrangements will be implemented, and they will be implemented after I know about it. I've already figured it out, and the worst is nothing more than defeat. Even if the imperial court is there to practice the style and miss. The details can't be discussed, what do you think? ”

This is something that Fu Heng has thought about many times with great painstaking efforts, and he has already made up his mind, from the food and forage, the carriages and horses, to the setting up of the marshal camp, the transfer of troops and horses from all walks of life, the position of the manpower to prepare reinforcements, and the estimation of the strength of Salopun, the mentality of Salopun and several ways to deal with the re-conquest of the imperial court have been clearly estimated, which is enough to say for half an hour. When Ji Yun and the others heard him make such a detailed plan, they all secretly admired him, and regretted that it was useless to be close to him. Qianlong nodded frequently when he heard this, and his heart changed: It turns out that if Fu Heng is sent, why would there be such a fiasco? Thinking about it, Fu Heng had already said that he was at the end of the war. "The emperor said that training soldiers is the most sacred. The enemy army in Jinchuan is different from 'Yizhihua', Salopun just wants to fight for a Tusi position, there is no political plan, and it is located in a corner, and victory or defeat is not related to the overall situation. There are only seventy or eighty thousand of them in their whole clan, and they have repeatedly fought and killed, how many more? Killing 10,000 people and losing 3,000 to himself, he himself knew that he couldn't win the battle after all, so he always left room for peace. The fact that Neqin can stay in Jinchuan now depends not on his ability to fight, but on the emperor's blessing! ”

When he said this, he glanced at Qianlong, got encouragement from Qianlong's gaze, and said again: "One is food, the second is miasma medicine, and the third is to stabilize the army, and hundreds of thousands of troops go hand in hand, don't disperse the troops." Jinchuan is like an egg in three stones, shattered and disintegrated in an instant! - Even if you don't fight, and you run out of food, ghee, glutinous rice, salt, and medicine, within a year, there will be no soldiers to fight again! His eyes flashed with vicious light, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The training of soldiers cannot be defeated again and again, and the family celebrates the funeral and humiliates the country, this shame cannot be ignored." The first is to plow the court and sweep the holes and win the battle completely, the second is to run to the face and surrender to the sincerity, listen to the Holy Lord's fate, and the third is to set up a rogue official ** to govern after the battle, so that it can be done once and for all! ”

"Good!" Qianlong was moved by what he said, and his eyes flickered, "I have been depressed for many days, and I have been washed away a lot by this speech." He approached Fu Heng and said, "You are ready to send troops and horses, and I will prepare a marquis position for you!" He let out a long breath, as if he was about to exhale the depression in his chest, and sighed slowly, "Yanqing and Wang Youdun convened a meeting of the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the Household Department to check the deficit of the provincial treasury. There are also customs, salt administration, tea and horse administration, and everything that has passed on money and grain must be cleaned up. However, it is necessary to tighten the inside and loosen the outside, and do not let people feel that the general purpose of 'leniency as a government' has been changed. If more than 3,000 taels of corrupt officials are found, they must rectify the law, and there are also sides and shores for 'wide', and if the limit is exceeded, it must be strict, and the hands must be harder! ”

"Yes!"

"I have appointed Lu Zhuo as the governor of the river." Qianlong followed his train of thought and said: "After the Yanqing meeting, go to Qinghe with Lu Zhuo to check the whereabouts and use of the silver used to control the river over the years." It is also dealt with in a case of clean-up officials. There are also several gathering places for disaster victims, and Yanqing also has to go to see the situation of food and medicine relief. Your son Liu Yong asked him to go to Dezhou and Wuhu to investigate the two cases of Pi Zhongjun and Wu Wentang. I want to see his talents. Military administration, civil affairs, legal departments, and finances must be taken care of and rectified! ”

The four of them were so excited that their hearts fluttered, their faces turned red with excitement, and they kowtowed together: "Obey the holy order!" Ji Yun couldn't change his wittiness, and asked with a smile on his back: "Master, what about civil administration!" ”

"To repair the four libraries, civil administration is more important." Qianlong gritted his teeth and smiled, and said with words that almost burst out from between his teeth, "Killing all the heroes in the world is my special mission for you." This matter is called back to you to discuss it in detail. ”

"Yes!"

"Kneel down!"

"Wow!"

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In order to facilitate the emperor's imperial reading, the general recital should write a brief introduction to the content, which is called "abridged".