Shanhaiguan.

The first heavy snow in the first year of the Restoration came later than usual, and there was no warning in advance, so when the snowflakes the size of a swan's feather fell from the sky, Jia Liu, who was inspecting a stone ancient battlefield, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then ordered the accompanying Yongping Mansion officials to dispatch personnel to pick up the bones of the fallen soldiers of the Dashun Army, who still had no one to collect, bury them uniformly, and erect a monument to remember.

Then, the interest came up and asked Chen Jialuo, vice president of the Poetry Association around him, to improvise a poem.

"Huh?"

Qianlong was stunned for a moment, improvised a little embarrassed him, so he subconsciously and habitually looked at Ji Xiaolan, who often helped him in the past, hoping that the other party could help him again.

But Lao Ji didn't bird him, and snorted: "What are you looking at?" ”

Seeing this, Queenie was a little unbearable, and kindly reminded the former master: "Lao Chen, hurry up, don't delay Your Majesty's time, Your Majesty will go to close the door to hold the Imperial Military and Political Council later." ”

"I..."

A sense of sadness surged from the bottom of Qianlong's heart, he endured his grievances and anger, squeezed out a smile on his face, and smiled at the six emperors on the white horse: "That minister is ugly!" ”

The vice president of the Daqing Poetry Association is from the six-rank position, and enjoys the treatment of the deputy level of the department, although the real power cannot catch up with the seven-grade county order, but in front of the emperor can be called a minister.

This is not Qianlong's trespassing.

Jia Liu, who was on the horse, smiled, and pulled the horsewhip casually: "Lao Chen, your bold creation is, you don't have to have any worries, you have served the people in Changping for more than two months, and the relevant departments have said that you have performed very well, and I have also taken the time to read the feelings you wrote one by one, which is very good, very profound, and finally looks at things and considers problems from the perspective of the people, which is not easy and rare." Now, let me see the results of your labor and learning, and if it's good, you can report it and publicize it. ”

"Your Majesty's concern for the minister is really meticulous, and the minister is moved day and night... If it weren't for His Majesty's magnanimity and giving him the opportunity to be a new man, I am afraid that the minister would not be able to make the same progress as His Majesty in this life, and serve the country and the people wholeheartedly..."

Qianlong burst into tears as he spoke, a little unable to cry.

Jia Liu was also moved, secretly vigilant about when the old four devils had become so progressive, he couldn't be hit by his sugar-coated cannonballs, and then he thought that the old guy would live a long life and live for more than twenty years, so he couldn't help but have murderous intent.

Because, he wasn't sure if he would be ahead of the old four devils.

Life is impermanent.

Don't let the old four devils laugh to the end like the old Tokugawa devils, then it won't be beautiful.

"As the king of the fallen country, the minister should atone for the mistakes he made in the past, but he didn't want His Majesty to give the opportunity for the minister to serve the people..."

Qianlong is still continuing to review the past, and it seems that he wants to take this opportunity to leave a deep and good impression on the six emperors, otherwise he will be sent to work in the Changping Sanitation Center again, and his old bones are really unbearable.

But as soon as he said a few words, the six emperors on the horse were not happy, and he pointed at Qianlong with a whip, and said in a sullen voice: "Lao Chen, pay attention to the wording, what is the king of the dead country?" When did the Qing Dynasty die! Is your Great Qing Dynasty dead, or my Great Qing Dynasty gone! When you say that, do you still have a grudge against me in your heart and have an opinion? ”

Queenie couldn't listen to it anymore, and asked Qianlong sharply: "Who allowed you to say this, what are your intentions!" What do you want to express! ”

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"Huh?"

Qianlong was stunned, and was about to explain that he didn't mean anything else, when Ji Xiaolan on the side rushed up angrily and gave him a big blow, pointed a cigarette gun at his forehead and shouted emotionally: "The king of the dead country, you are also worthy!" ”

"Your Majesty's crown, you dare to grab it, I think you Chen Jialuo don't want to live anymore!"

Wang Sixi, the director of security, stepped forward to drag Qianlong down.

"Forget it, Lao Chen is also an unintentional mistake."

Or Jia Liuren and righteousness, reprimanded Director Wang, and then looked at Qianlong, who was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything, and said in a harmonious voice: "Don't say that you are the king of the country in the future, you take the initiative to abdicate, and you still have merit to the country and the people...

The Qing Dynasty is now thriving under my leadership, and the army and the people are united, and the situation is very good, as a former emperor, you still have to pay attention to your words, if you say something not very good for foreigners to hear, what will they think of me? How do you see Daqing? Will I say that I have abused you, the former leader, or that you still have restorationist thoughts? ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

Qianlong nodded again and again, and said with great admiration: "Under the leadership of His Majesty, the Qing Dynasty is much stronger than the minister at that time, is it the minister's is not, the minister is stupid, the minister must pay attention next time, must pay attention!" ”

"Okay, let's not take it as an example, let's write poetry."

Jia Liu smiled softly, he really wanted to hear about Qianlong's creative achievements.

In any case, in terms of quantity alone, the four devils are worthy of the title of Emperor of Poetry.

"Yes, Your Majesty, the minister will be ugly!"

Qianlong didn't dare to slack off, looked up at the surrounding environment, took a step forward with a deep groan, and then said with an affectionate "ah": "The cold wind is Xiaoxiao, the snow is drifting, the long road is long, and the song is walking!" Looking back at the stars, the past is like a cloud of smoke, and I still remember when I parted, I left the snow in vain... Love in the snow, love in the snow, dream in the snow has not woken up, infatuation in exchange for a lifetime of tears..."

"Huh?"

Lao Ji and Lao Kui glanced at each other: What did the fourth devil do?

But the six emperors listened to it with relish, because this is the new style of poetry he advocated, which is very good, and it is rare for Qianlong to understand the spirit of his speech on literary and artistic works to be close to the local atmosphere in a short period of time, and it is really different to be the emperor.

"Not bad, not bad, very good."

Jia Liu couldn't stop nodding his head, and let the snowflakes press on his shoulders on the white horse.

This time, he inspected a stone battlefield, not because he was worried that the Eight Banners outside the gate would repeat the stone battle of the year, or simply came to take a look.

Thinking about the consequences of that war, I can't help but feel a lot of emotion in my heart.

Li Zicheng underestimated the enemy, and only brought 60,000 men to the east.

The Qing army was a general mobilization, and all men over the age of 12 in Shengjing wore armor to fight a decisive battle.

The Ming and Qing coalition forces were tens of thousands, and their strength was nearly three times that of Li Zicheng.

As a result, the soldiers of the Shun army fought desperately, but they could not change the situation of being outnumbered, and finally the whole line retreated, making the Great Shun the shortest-lived dynasty in Chinese history.

It also made the Chinese have braids.

A lesson from the previous car, a teacher from the back.

Therefore, in this crusade, Jia Liu mobilized 100,000 people.

The enemy, only thirty thousand.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, and in the vast ancient battlefield, Jia Liu can't help but feel a sense of arrogance.

Seeing this, Queenie immediately suggested that His Majesty the Emperor should also come to the song.

"I'm going to have a song?"

"Let's do it!"

"Okay, okay, since you want to hear me, then I'll have a song."

Jia Liu exhaled, took a few steps forward, suddenly stood still, his brows pointed to the north like a long sword, and said proudly: "The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting..."

Suddenly, a piece of golden light flashed in the sky above the stone, the heavens and the earth changed color, the space seemed to collapse, and countless heroic spirits poured out from the cracks in the space, bowing to the six emperors on the white horse.