"There's a roar..."
A pile of inkstones, brush washers, tea bowls and other odds and ends were all thrown to the floor with one sleeve by Emperor Xianfeng who suddenly became angry, and shattered into pieces. He still felt annoyed and roared twice: "This is You deceive the king, you deceive the king! Shengbao deserves to die! Fucheng deserves to die! Luo Bingzhang deserves to die! Luo Raodian deserves to die too..."
Xianfeng's sudden anger shocked Andehai and several other serving eunuchs and maids, and they all knelt down. Perhaps because they were too scared, they were shaking like chaff.
"And Hai!" Xianfeng finished smashing things and got angry again, but then he remembered that he couldn't let it go like this and must pursue the case strictly. "Go quickly and call Qi Qingzao, Peng Yunzhang, Mu Yin, and Gong Laoliu. Come to the garden!" "Cha!"
Andehai couldn't figure out what was going on with Emperor Xianfeng's madness. He didn't dare to say anything, so he could only respond, got up from the ground, bent over and pushed out. Only halfway, Xianfeng roared again. Voice: "Wait!" "Cha." Andehai quickly agreed, stopped retreating, and stood there with a bow, waiting for Emperor Xianfeng's instructions.
Xianfeng frowned and said, "Bring Duanhua, Zaiyuan, Senggelingqin, Qishan, Sushun, and Weng Xincun to the garden together. I will summon them at the Qinzheng Qinxian Hall... hurry up." !」
This time Xianfeng is going to find more people to discuss how to deal with the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, which is getting bigger and bigger and has more soldiers, and is getting closer to Beijing... But we can't go on like this. If we want to go on like this, these Cantonese bandits will Ni is about to approach the city of Beijing with failure all the way!
"twitter!"
Andhei responded and quickly retreated.
Xianfeng limped to a window with transparent glass. Through the Western transparent glass donated by Thirteenth Line, he looked out at the Western-style courtyard. Under the dazzling morning sun, the water fountain (fountain) was The twelve zodiac springs were spitting out clear water in turn. When the morning light shone, a rainbow of seven colors appeared out of thin air.
Looking at this pleasant scenery, Emperor Xianfeng's mood finally calmed down. Suddenly, a sense of sleepiness surged out of his heart. Being angry so early in the morning was really harmful to his health! He yawned and called out: "Little Baozi" , hurry up and get the longevity ointment!"
I have no choice but to take two puffs to calm down the shock!
Immediately, a soft and thin voice came from outside: "Cha..."...
Old Summer Palace, Qinzheng Qinxian Hall.
Because there were more people to look for this time, among them Weng Xincun, the Minister of Household Affairs, and Qishan, who held the title of Dudu, both still lived in Beijing. Therefore, it was not until the afternoon of that day that this group of frightened princes and ministers arrived at the Old Summer Palace. In the Qinxian Hall, Emperor Xianfeng kowtowed to Mayan, who was furious.
"Snap...
Xianfeng saw that all the princes and ministers under him had finished kowtowing like worms, so he did not let them get back on their feet. He also did not give a seat to Qi Zao and Zhou Tianjue, two old ministers in their seventies and eighties. Instead, he gave them a few folds with a cold face. He fell heavily to the ground.
Then came Xianfeng's gloomy and hoarse voice: "Look at it all! Look at it...This is the secret given to me by Shengbao, Fucheng, Luo Bingzhang, and Luo Raodian. Please tell me, are they cheating?" Your Majesty, should they...should die?"
Prince Gong Yixin already knew why Xianfeng was angry with Mayan - Shengbao, Yuanbao, and Wenxiang were all people under his control. They could deceive you, but they couldn't deceive him, their master. Otherwise, who would be there for them? Long live the Lord to cover up his ugliness?
Although he knew what was going on, Prince Gong still acted as if he knew nothing. He picked up a booklet written by Shengbao and read it word by word. Then his expression changed drastically and he looked frightened. Said: "This, this... this Bull Demon King is too fierce, isn't it? Even though our loyal and brave soldiers of the Qing Dynasty suffered such heavy casualties, they also showed their Dharma appearance and swallowed Yin Lipei in one gulp! Fortunately, Bai Siwen and Yuanbao were brave, A few holy bombs killed the demon..."
Hearing what the sixth prince said, Xianfeng became extremely angry! The Battle of Changsha has been defeated like this, and you, the sixth prince, are still trying to excuse them!
Eight of the nine old gates of Changsha City were lost, and all the government offices and military camps in the city were lost. Only one Tianxin Pavilion and one Yingchun Gate were still in the hands of the army... Changsha is the capital of a province! As for bombing The thing about hurting the Bull Demon King is just empty talk, and it may be a false report!
Thinking of this, Xianfeng gritted his teeth and said: "These useless things... They have really lost the county city and the state city, the state city and the prefectural city, and now they have lost the provincial capital! Lao Liu, you Tell me, are you going to lose the capital next?" "Your Majesty, calm down," Prince Gong Yixin kowtowed and replied respectfully, "Although the battle in Changsha was a bit more miserable, it finally broke the demon's spell. ....The demon was probably severely injured, and it should not be as powerful as before in the future. Moreover, we have also found ways to subjugate demons and eliminate them. We can cast more holy bombs in the future, and we can always eradicate this demon. Once the demon is eliminated, , there is no need to worry if the Cantonese bandits rebel.
If the emperor is still not at ease, I am willing to go south to supervise the army. I will not destroy Changmao and I will never return north!"
"You..." Xianfeng was so angry that he couldn't even speak when he heard Yi Xin mention the words of the governor who went south. He didn't know what to say anymore?
It is absolutely impossible for Fang Yixin to go south to supervise the army. He is Gong Laoliu, a dignified prince, the beloved son of the late emperor, and... the heir to the throne of the Qing Dynasty!
Xianfeng still has no son. If he dies, Yixin will be the brother-in-law. There is no need to be the emperor's uncle and regent at all, which is much better than Dorgon. Now let him go south to supervise the army, isn't it? The Great General Wang? He is going to be defeated, and the Qing Dynasty is gone. He is going to win... maybe Xianfeng is going to be lost!
In short, regardless of victory or defeat, Xianfeng is gone!
"Your Majesty! This servant has something to say." Prince Zheng Duanhua spoke up to smooth things over.
Xianfeng took a look at this Manchu noble man in his forties, who was fair and chubby, had a small mustache, and looked a bit smart and capable, and said warmly: "Duanhua, if you have anything to say, just say it."
The biological aunt of Niu Hulu, who had just been enthroned as the queen in June, was Duanhua's direct descendant Fujin, which meant that Duanhua was the queen's uncle. People. In history, both Duanhua and Sushun were among the eight ministers of Gu Ming!
Duanhua said: "Your Majesty, I feel that the top priority is not to investigate the crimes of Shengbao, Fucheng, Luo Bingzhang, Luo Raodian and others, but to plan the battle of Changsha and redeem the Eight Banners disciples who fell into the hands of thieves..." "Redemption? "Xianfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Three hundred thousand taels! Duanhua, you want me to spend three hundred thousand taels to redeem those, those..."
"Your Majesty!" Prince Gong Yixin spoke again, "Those Eight Banners disciples fought the demons for me in the Qing Dynasty. Although they were unfortunately caught, they did severely injure or even kill the demons! Your Majesty cannot ignore them!" "The Emperor cannot ignore them..."
Prince Gong raised his head, and a group of ministers below him all unanimously advised Xianfeng to spend money to redeem him. There were more than 400 people from the Beijing banner!
It wouldn't matter if he was really beaten to death, but now that he's been caught... and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom is willing to take money to let him go!
Who among the powerful people in the dynasty dares to say that the children of the Eight Banners should die?
This is so offensive!
I have to say this. The next time I get in trouble, no one will come to the rescue. "But, three hundred thousand taels is too much!"
Less than 500 Eight Banners disciples cost 300,000 yuan, with an average of more than 600 taels each! This is too expensive!
How can those Eight Banners disciples who can eat but not fight be worth so much? "Your Majesty, my slave Sushun has something to say."
The speaker this time was Duanhua's brother, a man in his thirties with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is a rare spiritual uncle among Manchus today. He is also trusted by Xianfeng. He is now a cabinet bachelor. Deputy Commander of the Xianglan Banner, Commander of the Guard Army, and Luan Yi Envoy.
"Sushun, tell me." Xianfeng's pockmarked face suddenly softened, and there was still a hint of expectation.
"Your Majesty, this servant has just read Luo Raodian's brochure," Sushun said. "The brochure says that he, Shengbao, Fucheng, Luo Bingzhang, Yuanbao, Bai Siwen, and some other men who have lost their troops and lost their territory are willing to serve one hundred thousand. He must pay for his sins by paying for his sin with two taels of silver...so that only two hundred thousand taels are left."
"Two hundred thousand is not a lot." Xianfeng's pockmarked face showed an expression of pain again.
"Your Majesty," Prince Gong reminded, "there is Hong Daquan who can be worth thirty thousand taels... In addition, the court can also ask those officials in Hunan who have lost their teachers and land to pay a little more money for atonement, and the slaves can also donate two taels. Thirty thousand..."You old man...you are very good at winning people's hearts!
Xianfeng looked at his good brother with a grave face and said nothing, and thought to himself: "You can buy people's hearts and I will be regarded as a villain? Everyone in the Eight Banners hates me. It seems that those wine sacks and rice sacks...should be redeemed or redeemed." Redeem! At least you have to work hard to save face!
"Your Majesty," Prince Zheng Duanhua said before him, "Prince Zheng's Mansion can also donate thirty thousand taels!"
Xianfeng changed his previous attitude, nodded and praised: "Duanhua, you are indeed a good prince of our Qing Dynasty!" As soon as he praised Duanhua, the ministers kneeling below, both Manchu and Han, immediately began to pledge donations. .
"Your Majesty, this servant is willing to donate ten thousand taels!" "Your Majesty, this servant is willing to donate five thousand taels!"
Chapter completed!