Geldan really didn't expect that the Qing army would go to war at this time.

In a panic, he couldn't avoid it.

Originally, because of this snow disaster, his remnants had already suffered heavy losses, and he had been waiting for the road to clear for the past few days, and quickly fled this area.

Unfortunately, everything went too fast.

During the fighting, Gurdan could no longer escape, and he was wounded in the leg during the last battle.

In this kind of weather, it hurts and you can barely walk.

In the end, his tribe was strangled, and Geldan hated himself.

The Qing army won a complete victory.

The king of Zhijun took his sword and cut off Geldan's head, picked it up and shouted, "We have won!" ”

Deafening cheers.

Win, win!

No one thought about the glory after winning for the time being, the first thing they thought of was to be alive!

If you win, you can go back to Beijing! Won't freeze to death.

The good news returned to the capital a day earlier than the army.

Although even after the extermination of the Gerdan tribe, many people still froze to death.

But at least it was a victory.

At the beginning of September, the army returned to Beijing, and Kangxi had already called the princes and ministers to welcome the return of the army at Chaoyangmen.

At this time, there were not many traces left by that heavy snow in the capital.

The third master, the fourth master and other princes were waiting outside the city, and no one knew what was going on in their hearts, but their faces were full of joy.

After all, Godan is finally dead.

The King of Naojun brought back Geldan's head.

Towards noon, the army was stationed outside the city, and it was only after a few days that they had to return to their original positions.

Several generals, Zahab and others, entered Beijing together with the king of Zhijun, the fifth beyler, and the eighth beyler.

He was welcomed by all the ministers of civil and military affairs.

The fourth master and several other brothers also stepped forward to congratulate and supply the king of Zhijun.

King Zhijun smiled and waved his hand: "It's exempt, this king still has to ask Huang Ama to go!" ”

Everyone could only laugh.

When King Zhijun entered the palace, the guards behind him were holding the wooden box containing the human head.

All the way back to the palace, in the Qianqing Palace, Kangxi was naturally happy.

This old friend who has been annoyed by Kangxi for more than ten years has finally died, and of course he is happy.

At that time, a bunch of knighthoods were promised.

Of course, there is no king of the straight county here, and there are no five masters and eight masters.

King Zhijun thought that he would be able to have a prince when he came back this time, but apparently Huang Ama didn't plan to give it.

Anyway, there are benefits of not giving.

Otherwise, if he gets the prince, the fifth brother and the eighth master will also be the king of the county.

You can't favor one over the other, it's not good-looking.

If it is said that the county king and Baylor are still worlds apart now, then if it is the prince and the county king, it is not so obvious.

So that's how it is now.

Kangxi Ye was overjoyed, and said at that time: "I will hold a banquet tomorrow to entertain all the generals, you are all the heroes of my Qing Dynasty!" My Baoqing is worthy of being the great thousand years old of the Qing Dynasty! I am very relieved. ”

Everyone knelt down and thanked Kangxi.

"Okay, it's been hard all the way, and I'll go back and rest. Waiting to enter the palace for a banquet tomorrow! Kangxi Ye waved his hand.

The king of Zhijun, the fifth master and the others were a step slower, and Kangxi Ye asked them to go into the harem to see their respective mothers.

On the way back to the house, the fourth master didn't say anything.

After he returned, he sat in the study for a long time, and in the backyard Yalich called someone to invite him to dinner.

The fourth master didn't refuse, so he didn't bother to change his clothes.

Jalich didn't know that the army had returned today.

But when I saw the fourth master wearing court clothes, I was a little stunned: "Am I disturbing the master's business?" ”

"What can you bother? If something really happens, the master won't come. It's just that the army has returned to Beijing today, and it has just returned from the palace. The fourth master said.

Yalich suddenly said: "I see, happy event." ”

The fourth master sat down for a moment.

"Do you still want to go out?" Yalich asked.

The fourth master shook his head: "Bring the clothes." ”

Yalich nodded, and asked someone to wait for the fourth master to go and change into his regular clothes.

The silver-white regular clothes are very handsome, and Yalich thinks they look much better than the court clothes without a version.

When the fourth master came out to see her, he smiled: "Good-looking? ”

"To be honest, it's better than court clothes." Yalich is honest.

The fourth master smiled: "How many people can't wear court clothes after working hard all their lives, do you still dislike it?" ”

"Ye is a prince, you don't have to work too hard to put it on, it's not unusual to wear it too much, so it still looks good in regular clothes." Yalich said.

The fourth master was stunned: "Yes, the master is the prince, and he will be honored at will." ”

Yalich also paused: "Did I say the wrong thing?" ”

"No, don't be afraid." The fourth master smiled, and just waved his hand to tell everyone to go out.

Yalich looked at the fourth master like this, and was a little nervous: "Master? ”

The fourth master smiled and took her hand: "What are you afraid of?" You're not allowed to speak anymore? ”

Yalich shook his head: "No, I just think it's weird, are you okay?" ”

"Hmm." The fourth master squeezed her tender hand: "We were born princes, and we have an honor that ordinary people don't have, and sometimes it's not the same thing." ”

Yalic blinked, yes, it's called habitual.

"This time...... The eldest brother has made meritorious contributions. The fourth master said.

Yalich leaned over a little: "Is the master envious?" ”

The fourth master's hand tightened and glared at her: "Nonsense." ”

Yalich laughed: "The king of Zhijun has made meritorious service, will he be a prince?" ”

The fourth master shook his head: "Not for the time being." ”

"Why? Is it because if he becomes a prince, the fifth and eighth masters also have to be the kings of the county? Jalich tilted his head.

The fourth master was stunned, he hadn't had time to think about this yet.

Now it seems that it is possible.

"I think so......" Yaliqi also picked the fourth master's finger: "It's like saying that the king of Zhijun is my words." ”

The fourth master's eyes widened.

But Jalich didn't give him a chance to speak, and squeezed hard.

"Suppose, it's me. Then I'm a side blessing. Even if it's a thousand favors, will the master call me to be the successor of Fujin? It can't be, right? Although the royal family is unreasonable, it is not so easy, right? But if the master picked me up from the beginning and told me to do a lot of things that deviated from the rules, would I think too much? People, people will fantasize. ”

Yalich smiled: "Then what about after I fantasized about it, I shattered my illusions again, and finally followed Fujin into the door, so what should I do?" ”

There are differences between the two, but there are also parts that can be interconnected.

Yalich smiled and continued to pick: "At that time, Ye watched me make trouble all day long, did you look at the other Gege in the backyard more pleasing to the eye?" ”

Even if you didn't see those Gege people in the first place?

The fourth master was a little surprised, but when he thought about it, he was not surprised.

Xiao Gege has always been like this, she is not very bold and kind, but she is not really stupid. It's just that I always look silly every day.

She knew it in her heart.

This metaphor makes the fourth master feel that he doesn't know how to say it, but it's also right, when the king of Zhijun and the prince are fighting like black-eyed chickens, will Huang Ama think that these little sons are better?