There are many official offices on both sides of Zhengyangmen, and the government departments are lined up and heavily guarded.

To the east is the rich and powerful yamen such as the Ministry of Officials, the Ministry of Industry, and the Ministry of Households, and to the west is the Yamen of the Criminal Department, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and the Dali Temple that determine the life and death of prisoners.

In the courtyard of Jiangmi Lane Hutong in the south of Dali Temple, more than a dozen black shadows stood anxiously in the courtyard, and some people were lying on the wall and constantly looking out.

The owner of this courtyard is called Ling Xian, and his great-grandfather is Prince Heshuolian, who was later renamed Aqina by Yongzheng.

His grandfather was renamed Hongwang by Yongzheng as Bodhisattva Bao.

In the thirteenth year of Yongzheng, Hongwang's original name was restored, and he was given a red belt, included in the jade, received 3 taels of silver per month, and gave 20 rooms, 15 hectares of fields, and 8 slaves, as a means of making a living.

So far, Hongwang and his descendants have lived as red belts, and when they arrived at their grandson Lingxian, dozens of people in a large family still received 3 taels of silver per month, although there were 15 hectares of land, but the life was definitely much inferior to other clans.

If it weren't for the frequent help of his uncle Sun's family, Ling Xian's life would have been even more difficult.

Ling Xian's maternal grandfather was Sun Chengen, the grandson of the Ming Dynasty guerrilla Sun Degong, who descended to the great gold during the Taizu period, and the eldest son of Sun Sike, the governor of Gansu in the Kangxi Dynasty.

Now Sun Chengen has been dead for more than 20 years, and now the Sun family is headed by Ling Xian's cousin Sun Wufu, the deputy commander of the Han army with the red flag.

The Holy Ancestor stipulated that people with the banner of the Han army were not allowed to serve as the commander and deputy commander, but the relatives of the clan and the old Liaodong Han army could make an exception.

Originally, life should have gone on so peacefully, even if he could never return to the yellow belt, with the identity of the red belt, Ling Xian and his descendants would never starve to death even if they couldn't be beautiful.

However, after rumors began to circulate in Beijing more than a month ago that the current emperor was not from Manchuria, Ling Xian's cousin Sun Wufu found his cousin.

Cousin Wufu thought that if the rumors were true, then Qianlong could no longer be the emperor, and Yongzheng Ye had no other sons alive, so the throne should be chosen from the other heirs of the Holy Grandfather.

No matter which one it is, there is a possibility of ascending to the throne.

In other words, if most of the clan begins to question the legitimacy of Qianlong's succession, then Ling Xian, the descendant of the Eight Sages King, will be able to come out and compete for the throne.

In this way, not only can the source be cleared, but also the eight princes who were poisoned by Yongzheng can avenge it.

Cousin's words made Ling Xian think, his great-grandfather fought with Yongzheng, and his grandfather Hongwang also fought with Qianlong, why couldn't he come out and fight when he had an opportunity to come to his side.

He is a descendant of the Holy Grandfather, why was he classified as a red belt!

It's just that Ling Xian also knows that with his current status, there is no possibility for the clan to respond, and he has no strength to make trouble.

Wufu's cousin gave firm support, and his cousin did not have manpower, but he, the deputy capital of the Han army with red flags, was in charge.

The two cousins then began to conspire, the cousin called back the son of the family outside the city, and the cousin lobbied for the power of Ling Xian in the Han army with the red flag.

However, the cousin did not wait for the opportunity until the Queen Mother died suddenly.

The sudden death of the Empress Dowager made the rumors that Qianlong was a Han Chinese even more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and even people with a dull political sense of smell felt that something was wrong in the city.

Tomorrow is the day of the Empress Dowager's retreat, and many people suspect that the emperor has already deployed everything, so he will poison the clan when he moves the spirit to Changchun Garden.

Time does not wait for me, Wufu cousin found his cousin and made sure that he would start the incident that night, otherwise tomorrow will be a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Daqing is the Daqing who loves Xinjueluo!"

When Sun Wufu recently lobbied for support, he said this sentence the most, and this sentence has become the best slogan for the uprising.

It roughly connected more than 200 Han army inlaid red flag soldiers, among which the three brothers with different surnames who worshiped him were all descendants of the old lady Sun Sike's subordinates.

The reason why these people were willing to follow Sun Wufu to rise up was not only because they believed the rumor that Qianlong was not a Manchurian, but also because Qianlong was really bad to their Han army.

Therefore, they all want to change the emperor.

Cousin Wufu thinks that as long as they take the lead in the incident, all the Eight Banners and clans will respond, as long as they can enter the palace and capture Qianlong alive, the major event will be decided after dawn.

has the merit of the first righteousness, and is the descendant of Prince Ba Ge Lian, who is sympathized with by the clan, and his cousin Ling Xian has at least a seventy percent chance of entering the Qianqing Palace.

It's worth taking the plunge and fighting hard!

The time agreed by the two brothers was Zishi, because at this time the ceremony had just ended in the palace, and there were several days of mourning and mourning, everyone was very sleepy, including the guards of the three banners of the palace city guards.

According to the agreed plan, Ling Xian first gathered all the female dependents of the family into one room, and then took the eleven men born to Yongzheng's slaves to the front yard nervously.

His family had no weapons, so Wufu's cousin managed to get six muskets and five knives for his cousin.

"If it happens, you are all generals and governors, if it doesn't work, if I die, you won't be able to live!"

In the end, there is the blood of the eighth elder brother in his bones, and Ling Xian is also stable and open-minded at a critical time.

The sons of all the families were silent, they knew that it was very dangerous to attack the palace, but the master decided to do so, and they had no choice.

As the master said, success is glorious and rich, but if they are not successful, it is impossible for them to live as domestic slaves.

While anxiously waiting, the son of the family, who suddenly leaned on the wall and looked at the movement, whispered in a panic: "Master, there is a fire!" ”

"Fire? Where is the fire! ”

Ling Xian was stunned, his and Wufu's cousin's plan was not to set fire, but to attack the palace from the Xihua Gate at night.

Hurriedly climbed up the wall from the ladder, and saw a fire rising in the distance, and it seemed that the place was the yamen of the infantry army.

When I was wondering how the Yamen, the commander of the infantry army where Qianlong's cronies were, caught fire, I saw that there was also a fire rising in the direction of Dongcheng, as if it was Prince Zhuang's mansion.

Immediately afterward, more and more fires rose in the city, and it was impossible to tell where the fire was.

Someone was faintly shouting something, far away, and couldn't hear it clearly.

Could it be that Qianlong started in advance?

Ling Xian was at a loss, and his face turned pale.

At this moment, a figure suddenly ran over in the alley, it was his cousin Sun Wufu who was dressed in a strong suit.

"Quick, go to Xihuamen, someone will do it before us!"

"Huh?"

Ling Xian was excited, he didn't think too much, so he quickly got down the ladder, opened the door with his son and rushed out.

When I rushed to the mouth of the alley, I saw a lot of people holding torches on the street, and I didn't need to ask if it was the person who was contacted by my cousin Wufu.

"Brothers, listen, the clan has already started, everyone follow me into the palace to kill Qianlong and protect the Qing Dynasty!"

Sun Wufu finished drinking and pulled his cousin past and ran in the direction of Xihuamen.

"Kill Qianlong, protect the Qing Dynasty!"

Two or three hundred brave men of the Han army held torches and weapons, and swam towards the palace like a fire dragon.

There were more and more shouts in the distance, and when I looked down from the sky above the city, I could see several fire dragons speeding towards the imperial city.

And there are already fires in many places outside the imperial city.

The whole city was boiling.

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