The bad news soon spread to the military plane, and the general Wang Jiaowei, who was supposed to leave for the expedition in five days, was still so bad that he couldn't even get out.

It is said that when the general Wang returned home, he slapped his father, and then broke his foot, after which he was bedridden.

The superstition is that the son beat Lao Tzu and was retributed.

The scientific theory is that when you hit too hard, the result is that the lower plate is unstable, and the left foot trips the right foot, and it falls.

As for why the general Wang slapped his father, the grapevine said that his father was crazy with joy.

This gossip is still relatively accurate, after a loafer Han army was born in the Han army and attacked the second minister of the ancestral Wupin Cloud Cavalry Captain title, he suddenly turned into a Qing Dynasty royal family, and his mother's Tengyun became the general of the king's Amma, at least he fished a solid mountain shellfish, he had to go crazy if he was a person!

That's the way it is.

I don't know if the general king's Ama has woken up, anyway, the general king's foot injury is very serious, and he can't get up from the bed, let alone riding a horse, or even riding in a car.

How good is that?

Fighting a fire with soldiers!

The Military Aircraft Department and the Military Department were caught off guard by this news, they had just formulated the departure ceremony of the Great General Wang, and the troops ordered to go south to quell the chaos had also received orders one after another, which would be crying inside and outside the city.

The Eight Banners who were about to go south to quell the chaos were crying, and the Eight Banners soldiers who died in the Battle of Wuchang were also crying.

The Beijing Division, which originally held the National Assembly with joy, will be clothed in linen and filial piety in every household, and the clouds will be dense with sorrow, and the panic will not be able to live all day.

The last time there was such a scene in Beijing, it was still the bad news of the defeat of Tongbo.

The posthumous affairs of the Dingxi general Feng Sheng's forehead have been decided, that is, the picture is drawn into the Ziguang Pavilion, and the crown prince is given to the prince, the first-class viscount, and his younger brother Buyanda is the lord, and the other is "Chengwu", and he is enshrined in the Zhaozhong Temple.

The posthumous treatment is relatively low, when Fukangan, who was still a counselor, died, the emperor posthumously awarded him a title of Dorobelle, nicknamed "Wenxiang", worthy of enjoying the Taimiao, and enshrined in the Zhaozhong Temple and the Xian Liang Temple.

Of course, this has something to do with the fact that the third son of Fu Xiaozi may be the illegitimate son of the emperor.

However, after the death of Mingming, who was also the general of Dingxi, the imperial court posthumously awarded the third-class Xiangyong Marquis, "Wenxiang",

Enshrined in the Xian Liang Temple and the Zhaozhong Double Temple.

It was Fengsheng's turn to give him a first-class viscount, and it was the nickname of "Chengwu", which was obviously not equal to his identity as the general of Dingxi during his lifetime.

This posthumous treatment was not given by Qianlong, but by the old rich.

The reason why it was so bad may be that Hate Fengsheng buried the last main field force of the Qing Dynasty, which made his original plan to use this army to overwhelm political enemies bankrupt.

No matter how much Kyori cries, the chaos in the south will always be peaceful.

Even the rich people in the party think that Devil Six is the best candidate to quell the chaos.

First, this person can completely stay away from the center and take the opportunity to take back the post of governor of Zhili.

Second, he can also rely on this person's military ability to quell the rebels.

Victory or defeat is a good thing for the imperial court.

But now the devil is playing tricks and saying that he can't go far because he has broken his feet, which is really a bit shameless.

The ministers of military aircraft are all human spirits, and they all feel that it is impossible for Devil Six's feet to be broken, either they are afraid of war and dare not go, or they just don't want to hand over the territory of Zhili.

There are different opinions, and there is no charter for a while, so I can only report to Fuzhongtang quickly.

Where's Nakado-sama?

Go to Yongshou Palace to see the emperor.

When the old man received the news, he was moving his fists, not preparing to fight, but finishing.

Shengsheng held Qianlong's seven punches.

Qianlong was also stubborn this time, and did not ask the rich brother to punch him less, but gritted his teeth and suffered silently, probably because he knew that he couldn't stand the rich brother.

"It's not for Yongxi's sake, you see if I can kill you!"

The old man hated and looked at Hongli, who was squatting on the ground with his hands on his shoulders, "Bah", brushed his sleeves away, and halfway received the news that the general Wang had lost his feet.

"Broken foot?"

The old man was stunned, and then snorted: "Fucking make trouble for me again, don't talk about the feet, it's hanging, he has to go!" ”

........

The General's Palace.

The Rite Department Shosho Quini brought a new princely costume to the Great Shogun Wang.

There are two pieces in total, one is an earthy yellow court dress, embroidered with a coiled dragon, and the hem is rippling.

The supplement is stone blue, and a five-clawed golden dragon is embroidered on the front chest, with a dragon in front and back, and a dragon on both shoulders.

The crown, collar, mending gown, and belt are all brought, and they don't fall, and they personally serve the prince to wear a new one, and then put on the pearls for the prince, and put on the court boots, don't say, the mirror doesn't need to shine, the prince's domineering temperament comes out at once, and there is no need to pretend.

"The prince is really wise and powerful, handsome and compelling!"

Queenie sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Really?"

Jia Liu repeatedly looked at himself in the mirror, and the more he looked at it, the more happy he felt, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "When I first debuted, I thought that Lord Zhongtang was my ceiling, but I didn't expect that today I can be the general king of the Qing Dynasty. ”

"Lord Wang, the Great General King is not your end, the Son of Heaven is!"

Queenie does not allow the prince to be rich and peaceful, and must admonish, "If you don't want to be the emperor's prince, you are not a good prince." ”

"Makes sense,"

When Jia Liu nodded happily, Lao Ah came, but he heard that the prince had a broken foot, so he specially brought a century-old ginseng from the house to visit the prince.

Queenie looked disdainful: "The prince is injured, what's the use of you getting a ginseng?" ”

Lao Ah knew that he was too good to attract Queenie's jealousy, so he ignored him at the moment and respectfully offered the old man ginseng.

Jia Liu took it and smelled it, he didn't know much about ginseng, so he put it down casually, squatted up and down to see if the prince's outfit fit, don't move too much, open the thread crack or something.

By the way, jumped and kicked.

Belch?

Lao Ah suddenly realized that the prince was so stubborn, it was clear that he was greedy for life and afraid of death and didn't want to lead the troops south.

At the moment, he cared: "If the prince really doesn't want to go, he can find a separate reason, there is no need to make such a big sacrifice." ”

Jia Liu's face was annoyed: "What other reason can there be, I also want to rely on filial piety as an excuse not to leave, but my father refuses to die." ”

"Ahem..."

Hmph, the second general pretended to have a cold at the same time, so as not to embarrass the prince.

Queenie asked weakly, "Does the prince really not want to lead troops to the battle?" ”

"Recruit his grandmother! Give a false name to a general king and let this king die? They think beautifully! ”

Jia Liu really didn't want to go, not because he was afraid of death or that he wouldn't be able to do the Xinghan Army, but because he was worried that his new policy in Zhili and the Beiyang trade plan would be affected.

As the old saying goes, people go to tea and cool.

Who knows if it's months or years.

"Lord, in fact, it is a good thing that the emperor has appointed you to be the king of the general, even if the prince is unwilling to go south, he can also use this name to take the military power to do something big."

Queenie looked out of the window as he said this, and he was shy.

Seeing this, Jia Liu couldn't help but perk up: "What big deal?" ”

Queenie lowered his voice and said, "Follow the old things of Taizu in the Northern Song Dynasty." ”

"Huh?"

Jia Liu's expression immediately became extremely obscene, and Lao A hurriedly echoed when he saw this: "Yes, it's cold, it's time for the prince to add some clothes." ”