Dominate the Country

After the rain, the Forbidden City feels a little fresher. The dripping water on the edge of the glazed tiles is extremely clear in the silent palace. Qianlong stood in front of the stage of Yangxin Hall, looking southward. The news of the army's arrival at the Yellow River has been delivered for five days. Counting the days, it has been ten days since Fengsheng'e's army arrived at the Yellow River. So is the Battle of Northern Jiangsu also over?

In the night, the Forbidden City's dark palace walls stand tall, and the turrets emit a warm red light under the illumination of the palace lanterns, casting long shadows on the ground. This heart of the Qing Dynasty is also very beautiful at night.

Qianlong couldn't sleep at all. Express news came from Fujian that the Tiandihui rebels had broken through the capital of Quanzhou and completely occupied Zhangzhou, Quanzhou, Xinghua, Longyan, Yongchun and other state capitals. Half of Fujian was in the hands of the rebels, and their troops were really approaching. Minjiang River. Wu Bida, who had previously defeated the Fujian foreign bandits on Kinmen Island, failed to take advantage of the victory to pursue and completely annihilate the Fujian foreign bandits. Guangdong's land and sea army has not made much progress either. Yunxiaoting and Zheng's pirates have not yet been able to capture...

Qianlong was disappointed and angry with the progress of the war in Fujian. But he is really unable to reinforce Fujian. Now he can reach the three provinces of Zhejiang, Jiangxi and Guangdong in Fujian. Needless to say, Zhejiang is going all out to counterattack Nanjing; all the troops in Jiangxi are also attacking Jiujiang Hukou; and Guangdong's troops , now the army commanded by Gan Guobao is the largest force that can be mobilized. Sun Xiaoyu, Zou Yingyuan and others who were trapped in Taiwan had repeatedly sent letters to Beijing asking for help, but Qianlong could only watch as the Heaven and Earth Society swept across the whole of northern and southern Taiwan, forcing the officers and soldiers of the Manchu Dynasty to retreat to Fucheng and Tamsui. He really felt What is called 'powerlessness'.

As a wealthy emperor in the world, especially the Manchu dynasty where all the people in the world were slaves, Qianlong once thought that he was omnipotent and that he controlled the destiny of everyone in the world. He can make the Fucha family extremely prominent, and a young man of only twenty years old can step into the Military Aircraft Department, the highest and most powerful place in the Qing Dynasty; he can elevate the Gao family and make the Gao family rise from a humble position. The slave girl became his sidekick, Then there are the imperial concubines and imperial concubines. He can transfer the Gao family's mother's family from Bao Yizuo to Manchuria with the yellow flag, making the Gao family a famous wealthy family in the entire Qing Dynasty. There are endless governors and officials, compared with the current Wei Jia family. More favor. He thought that his peaceful and prosperous age would last forever, and that he could become an eternal wise king comparable to Kang Mazi...

Qianlong once thought that many things gradually became "natural and justified". The appearance of the Chen family and the Fuhan Army was like a blow to the head, knocking him out and waking him up. He doesn't think so now...

He is the emperor, and he is also a human being; he only thinks that the Qing Dynasty in the peaceful and prosperous times is nothing more than this, just like a strong bison being bitten by a hungry wolf. When the essence, blood and strength slowly pass away, no matter how powerful the Dynasties will also become apocalyptic.

Qianlong knew that he was very happy with his achievements, and he was also greedy for enjoyment and fun. He was far less diligent and diligent in handling state affairs than his father, Yongzheng. But he can change all these. As long as the Qing Dynasty can exterminate the chaotic parties everywhere, he can change all the "bad" things in the past.

Facing the sky without a single star, Qianlong suddenly knelt on the wet ground. The ground covered with white marble was cold and cold. "Long live Lord, it's cold underground..." Wu Shulai next to him looked like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on. He jumped up and went to help Qianlong, but Wu Shulai stopped as soon as he took two steps, and then fell to his knees with a thud.

"Bless our ancestors, bless Hongli, bless our Qing Dynasty, bless Fengsheng'e for defeating the enemy in the first battle..."

"...Master and disciple were exposed, and the common people were intertwined. The country's funds were scarce and levies were endless, and the villages were withering and it was difficult to stop adding more factions. I thought about it in the middle of the night, and I couldn't bear to be ashamed and angry... What I did was outrageous and extravagant, making the world miserable. If you think about your own mistakes, how can you regret it? Whoever can put down the rebellion will be punished if he hurts the people and wastes the world from now on...

The unscrupulous descendants of Aixinjueluo Hongli will always think of their faults. From now on, they will respect their ancestors silently in the palace. Lie Zong..."

Emperor Qianlong, who could not kneel three or five times a year [he and his wife still had to kneel to the sky and the ground] kowtowed three times on the cold white marble floor with great force, and his forehead was red and swollen. It can be seen that he prays really devoutly and devoutly. Wu Shulai, the eunuchs, maids, and imperial guards from the Yangxin Hall were all lying on the ground, not daring to raise their heads. Although it seems that Qianlong should say this kind of prayer in Fengxian Hall.

Qianlong talked a lot and kowtowed three times. When he got up, he felt dizzy and his knees were weak. He was already in his sixties after all. Wu Shulai stepped forward and supported him, "Long live Lord, be careful..."

"Why don't you hurry up and send the imperial doctor..." The shrill voice of the eunuch in charge of the Imperial Palace pierced the night sky in the Forbidden City.

"Slave dog, I can still stand..." Qianlong's angry and frustrated roar came out next. The successive sufferings of this year did not make Qianlong, who was entering old age, decadent and depressed, nor did they damage Qianlong's health too much.

Time has entered late autumn, and in one month, winter in the north is coming again. However, the time when the army can suppress the Han army is still far away.

…

At this moment, in the backyard of Sihai Shengping Teahouse.

Yu Zecheng [Gao Jingcheng] was discussing the work during this period with his four team leaders. The Manchu Qing organized a stick office, which was a great obstacle and threat to their activities.

"Sir, Lao Jiao from Henan Guild Hall has been eating noodles at a Shanxi noodle restaurant recently. That Shanxi noodle restaurant was opened five years ago, but it has changed owners recently."

Yu Zecheng's face was grim. The Sticking Rod Office in Beijing was a growing problem. "Since the Sticking Rod Office has set its sights on the Guild Hall, your group should go undercover. Do not act unless it is extremely important news."

"Yes."

The atmosphere in the room was very quiet. Yu Zecheng would not easily summon all of them. Such gatherings would only happen three or two times a year. And every time it was either a year-end summary or a major task.

"The deputy seat received the order from the Grand Commander, asking us to light a fire in Beijing."

"First." Confucius's photoshopped picture appeared in front of the four group leaders. This thing must appear in the streets and alleys of Beijing as soon as possible, and rumors criticizing and satirizing scholars must also fly across Beijing.

The four group leaders' serious faces did not relax at all. This was definitely just an appetizer. The task that was worth Yu Zecheng summoning everyone to a meeting was not such a trivial task.

"Secondly, the Empress Dowager of the Tartars, Qianlong's birth mother, her birthday is coming." The Yongzheng Emperor's Concubine Xi, the mother of Emperor Qianlong, celebrated her birthday on September 27, and it has been less than a month. Emperor Qianlong was very filial to his mother, and every year at this time, he would hold a grand ceremony, which was no less than the Qianqiu Wanshou Ling Festival. Although the Qing Dynasty was in a tight situation this year, Qianlong was still filial.

"The Grand Commander has ordered that we take this opportunity to kill the Qing dignitaries with all our strength." Not long ago, August 13 was Emperor Qianlong's birthday. It should have been a better opportunity, but the Qing Dynasty's defense was really strict and leak-proof, and the secret camp in Beijing had no experience, so they missed that great opportunity in vain. Now the Empress Dowager's birthday has also arrived, and another opportunity has come. Chen Ming will naturally seize it.

The princes and nobles of the Qing Dynasty, as many as they can kill. And according to the time, the battle in northern Jiangsu will almost have a result on September 27th. Chen Ming wants to give the Qing Dynasty a double whammy.

As soon as Yu Zecheng finished speaking, the serious faces of the four team leaders became even more tense. I said it would be a big deal. The boss mobilized the army to plan a big deal, and now it is a big deal.

"The Grand Commander asked us to target the powerful people of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, but some old Han people can be eliminated if they can. Liu Tongxun, the dog traitor, is devoted to the Qing Dynasty. His son Liu Yong is the Minister of Shandong Tuanlian. Now he is accompanying the Tartar army to the south into northern Jiangsu. This dog thief deserves to die."

As the most outstanding figure among the Han people in the Qianlong Dynasty, Liu Tongxun seems to be promoted to the banner. Such news has long been circulating in Beijing that the emperor is going to promote a group of Han people into the Eight Banners to show his favor and great grace. Some families even wanted to directly carry the Manchu army flag, and Liu Tongxun's family was the most promising family.

Such people must be eliminated if possible. Chen Ming's orders to the dark camp all emphasized Liu Tongxun. This person was deeply trusted by Emperor Qianlong and had great influence in the literati, in Shandong, and in the whole of China. His reputation seemed to be too good.

"Finally, we must hurry up to infiltrate the Tartar artillery factory." Yu Zecheng looked at the leader of the third group with angry eyes, "This time the Tartar army brought more than a hundred cannons to the south. How many of them were newly cast cannons in the artillery factory? We didn't even find out a little information. It's really annoying and hateful. I tell you, if there is no progress by the end of the year, you can't be the leader of the third group. I'll get rid of you before I'm moved by the boss."

As the person in charge of the Beijing station of the dark camp, Yu Zecheng has four groups directly under him, each with their own division of labor. The task of the third group is to infiltrate the artillery factory and the military preparation academy. As a result, it has been less than a year, and he has not made any progress.

It is true that Yu Zecheng is the first person in the Dark Camp in Beijing, but he also knows that the Dark Camp has more people in Beijing than just him. When he first settled down, his "jurisdiction" was only Dongcheng District, so what about Nancheng District, Beicheng District and Xicheng District? The chess pieces of the Dark Camp in Beijing are definitely not theirs. At least he knows that Chen Liang and Chen Guang have people buried in Beijing. So it is only a matter of words for the Dark Camp to move his position. There are plenty of people to take over the position of the Beijing Station.

The expressions of the four team leaders were all stern.

It has been more than half a year. The Fu Han Army is growing rapidly. The Dark Camp is also settling in various parts of the country, expanding and expanding. The competition within it has become much more intense. At the beginning, many children of the three surnames of Chen, Huang and Gao entered the Dark Camp, and each of them was the person in charge of a place. But now, the children of the three surnames can only get a team leader position at most when they enter the Dark Camp, and this is still close or related. Moreover, the work of the Dark Camp is very important and cruel. The speed of survival of the fittest is much faster than that of the army. In just half a year, I don’t know how many descendants of the three surnames have left their jobs...

If we say that when the Dark Camp was just established in the autumn and winter of last year, their main force was the descendants of the three surnames Chen, Huang, and Gao, then now the entire Dark Camp is no longer dominated by the descendants of the three surnames. The Dark Camp has expanded ten times and a hundred times compared to last year, and the "positions" of the descendants of the three surnames Chen, Huang, and Gao have been replaced and coveted by more and more outsiders.

Especially now that the whole country is in chaos, the Qing Dynasty is constantly losing blood, but there is no sign of return, and many people are optimistic about the prospects of the Fu Han Army. The position of the Dark Camp has become more precious.