Forty-eight years of Qianlong

In the morning of the next day, an urgent memorial of six hundred miles was sent from Jinan, and at noon of the next day, it was sent to the desk of Qianqing Palace.

After reading Liu Yong's memorial, the 82-year-old Qianlong picked up a secret report that had just been sent from Jinan in the morning and read it carefully. Looking at Prince Jia Yongyan who was standing in front of the case, he said in a deep voice: "All of you have a look. Liu Yong's opinion is that the Northern Sea Pirates have invaded the Eastern Province this time, and they probably won't leave!"

Liu Yong guessed right, Qianlong did have spies around him, not only in Jinan, but also in Chahe Villa in Zhucheng. The "Shangyu Spare Office" has its own dedicated communication channel and does not go through the imperial post.

Regardless of Qianlong's superficial favor towards Han officials, in fact, since Wang Zhong and the others joined Beihai Town, he has closely monitored the important Han officials and local governors in the court; and since Zhao Xin robbed the prison three years ago, , this kind of precaution and vigilance is even worse.

Although since Kangxi, the emperors of the Manchu Qing Dynasty occupied the position of "unity of governance and morality" and controlled the right to speak in politics and even culture. "Melted but not melted".

From beginning to end, the emperors of the Qing Dynasty repeatedly warned the bannermen that "riding and shooting in the national language is the foundation of Manchuria", and they usually severely reprimanded the children of the royal family for reciting poems and composing Fu.It is just that I am afraid that I will be assimilated by the Han nationality like Khitan and Jurchen, and finally disappear in the world.

We must know that in a country like China, where hundreds of millions of Han people make up the vast majority, if a minority with a population of only 50 wants to maintain a highly centralized imperial system, it must rely on a powerful power expression system, which emphasizes the nobility of Manchu blood and the Unique characteristics, so as to stabilize the ruling order.

The problem is that now Beihai Town has taken over even the old nest of the Manchus, and the Manchus, including Old Manchuria and Yiche Manchuria, have now become members of all ethnic groups under Beihai Township; after the battle of Ningguta and Hunchun, Most of the Eight Banners captives were sent to Bitter Leaf Island to dig coal and open up wasteland.

Talking about the theory of blood lineage at this time is tantamount to deceiving one's ears and stealing one's bell, for the intellectual class is like a mirror in their hearts.

Don't look at the three generations of Kang, Yong and Qian who gave Huairou a lot, respected Zhu and Confucianism, and tried every means to win over the southern scholars, but on the other hand, they also abided by the ancestral system and suppressed the scholar's style through literary inquisition.Under this spiritual castration of "hardness and softness" and extremely political means, it seems that the cultural rift between the ruler and the ruled seems to be glued on the surface, and the contradictions between the two sides tend to ease, but as long as the regime is in crisis, the ruling If you show your failure, the contradiction between the two sides will be revealed.

Even a loyal Han official like Liu Yong began to think about finding a way out for his family, let alone other people.

With the Northern Navy sending troops to occupy Jiaodong, and the news of the "New Yangzhou Eight Eccentrics" coming into effect, the scholar class in the south under the rule of cultural repression began to move again.The most obvious example is that in the tenth month of the lunar calendar last year, Yuan Mei and Zhao Yi, known as the "Three Great Masters of Jiangyou", wrote back to Wang Zhong through their disciples, in order to clarify Zhao Xin's attitude towards scholars. manner.

But these things, because the relevant people are all human beings, and they are extremely careful in doing things. Qianlong and the local government don't know about it, otherwise they will definitely be blown up. …

At this moment, he stood up and walked to the window, looking out through the window in a daze.The atmosphere in the room suddenly became rigid, and Wang Jie also finished watching it for a while, and Yong Yan and the others didn't say anything, and looked at Qianlong flickeringly.After being silent for an unknown amount of time, He Shen said, "The slave thinks, if it's really what Liu Yong said, should Fu Kang'an come back?"

But Yong Yan said: "No, Gurkha is located in a remote place, and Fuyaolin comes and goes back and forth, at least half a year. The booklet that arrived at the end of December said that he was negotiating with the British, and it is not appropriate to return to Beijing at this time."

Ever since Ah Gui led the army back to Huacheng, he was sick and couldn't even get out of bed when he returned to the capital. Qianlong even asked Yong Yan to visit him twice.Among the ministers of military aircraft in Beijing right now, there is not a single one who is good at military planning.Whether Wang Jie or Fu Chang'an, although they both managed the Ministry of War, they only have the ability to coordinate and assist, and He Shen is even more of an idiot in the military.

After Fukang'an occupied Yangbu, Gurkha has been almost subjugated.As Prince Bahadur fled to West Bengal for help, the British East India Company realized the seriousness of the situation.

The British East India Company, which failed to mediate in another time and space history, finally caught up this time. Major William Kirkpatrick, appointed by Cornwallis as the plenipotentiary envoy, led a team to Yangbu and met the Fuyuan General Fukang'an.It wasn't until this time that Fukang'an finally realized that the so-called "red-haired country" turned out to be the British who sold his warships.

What shocked and puzzled the British was that when they met Fukang'an, they found that the muskets and cannons used by the Qing army guards were actually more advanced than their own weapons, and they felt uneasy.

The British East India Company sought hegemony over the entire South Asian continent, so naturally it didn't want anyone to cross the pole.Beihai Town's meddling in local governance and the Kingdom of Mysore has already alarmed them. Now that there is another Gurkha controlled by the Manchu Qing in the north, if the two sides face a north-south attack one day, they will not be able to survive this day.

The two sides have talked twice so far. Although Fukang'an was very polite, he ignored the British request.He took Junggar as an example to express his attitude, that is, Gurkha is a vassal of Daiqing, and since he dared to plunder Houzang many times and act recklessly, he must not be forgiven lightly.The military power of a great country cannot be offended, and it must be wiped out and incorporated into the territory of the Qing Dynasty.

In Xinuang Pavilion, He Shen thought for a while and murmured, "I think Liu Yong's words are exaggerated. After all. After all, the weapons and gunpowder guns used to attack Gurkha were all given by the Northern Sea Pirates. They can't talk to the court about it Once the ceasefire is over, let's start the war with the back foot, right?"

"From this point of view, we can only practice in the Daxing Township of the five northern provinces!" Qianlong, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, his tone was slow and heavy, so cold that it made people feel chills.

Dongge University Bachelor, Crown Prince Taibao Wang Jie said in a deep voice, "I have a word."

"speak."

"The bandits and bandits wiped out Jichi, the key is population. If the North Sea bandits continue like this, the officials of coastal prefectures and counties will not be able to come to safety, and they will threaten to follow the Japanese people. The court's military strength will be reduced and the bandits will be blazing. The minister thinks that this is the case. At that time, the Anliang people should relieve their hearts of following the thieves, soothe the officers and soldiers with the spirit of encouragement. If there are those who do not return from the thieves, they should not be punished poorly, and the local government can reward them. Such a thieves may be alone. As for the use of troops, I think It's not that the soldiers don't want to die, but that the generals are scruples because of the sharp equipment of the North Sea pirates. I ask the emperor to issue an edict to show mercy to those who were killed and injured in the previous battles. Those who are discouraged and slack will be withdrawn or replaced nearby. Affirm discipline, encourage the conduct and encourage the army, the soldiers will have the joy of coercion, and the people will have the ambition to become a city."  …

"En." Qianlong nodded slowly, and said to the crowd: "Have you heard that? These are the old sayings of seeking the country. Wang Jie, go back and hand over the writing notes for these words."

"The minister obeys the order."

"It's been nine years since the bandits Zhao ravaged outside the pass!" Qianlong sighed, with a lot of resentment and loss in his tone, as well as helplessness and frustration. "I just can't figure it out. He is making trouble in Yangzhou and Guangzhou. How can he not be able to hold him? Two or thirty people can rush into Guangzhou City and capture more than a dozen court officials! Two people can break the government of Yangzhou. , came out with hundreds of people and said it out, out of the Yangtze River estuary in a grand manner, and the forts and navy everywhere couldn't stop it?"

Qianlong's tone gradually became more and more angry, which made everyone present feel sad.Yong Yan took the lead and knelt down, and the others also knelt down, only listening to Qianlong who seemed to be praying, but also seemed to be telling.

"The Taizu started the foundation, the holy ancestor created it, and the Sejong struggled to maintain it. I am also confident and strive for governance. I have worked tirelessly for more than fifty years. I used to wish to be a perfect person, so that future generations can follow the example. The land of the ancestors is lost. Mobei is lost, and now Shandong is about to be lost again. In a hurry for a lifetime, it seems to be a vain idea?"

Everyone lowered their heads and couldn't see Qianlong's face, it must be extremely sad and angry.

Suddenly, Qianlong changed the subject and said to Yong Yan: "Now the decree is drawn up. Changlin, the governor of Shandong, doesn't think about coastal defense affairs when he takes office. Grace and drowning are extremely hateful, so I went to Dai Hualing to make meritorious service in front of Fukang'an army to make atonement! Denglai Qingbing prepared Cao Zhitian, who was at a loss when facing the enemy, and mishandled it. If there is no way to assist the government, each will be fined for half a year as a punishment.

He Shen bowed his head and remained silent. He and Chang Lin had never dealt with each other, but now the other party is in bad luck, which is exactly what he wants.Yong Yan was about to raise his head to speak, but Qianlong still didn't finish, and continued: "Send an order to Fukang'an, tell him to tell the English people that Prince Gurkha must be handed over! The small country of Cuoer dares to negotiate terms with the Celestial Court!"

As Qianlong said, he turned around and went to the East Nuan Pavilion alone, leaving all the ministers and princes in the West Nuan Pavilion.

Everyone was a little dazed, at a loss for what to do, and stared blankly for a while.Fu Chang'an glanced at He Shen, then at Yong Yan, raised his arms and said, "Master Shiwu, He Zhongtang, look at this"

He Shen moved his arms and was about to get up, when Wang Jie said first: "Master Fifteen can persuade the emperor to calm down, the current state affairs are troublesome, and the most important thing is to take care of the dragon's body."

Yong Yan's face was also extremely pale at the moment, and every sentence Qianlong said with emotion just now penetrated into his heart, he nodded and said: "Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient, I will go and have a look."

When he walked into the East Nuan Pavilion, he found that Qianlong's face was no longer as ugly as in the West Hall. Several eunuchs were walking tremblingly, and the waiters were cautious. They wiped their faces with hot towels and brought hot tea to refresh their hearts. The chief eunuch Wang Jinbao was kneeling behind the chair and giving him a gentle thump.

Seeing that his eyes were closed, Yong Yan didn't dare to be disturbed, so he only made a gesture to order Wang Jinbao to retreat, and came over to beat his back in person, and then gently massaged his head and shoulders with his hands. He breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand to signal him to rest, and said with a sigh: "Oh, I thought about it, since the nine years since Zhao Xin appeared, I have not had a few days of peace of mind throughout the year. I am tired, tired from the bottom of my heart, I really want to let go of everything in front of me, personally lead the troops out of the customs, and fight to the death with Zhao thief"...

"Father..." Yong Yan felt even more sad and desolate when he heard him say this, his heart ached, tears almost flowed out, and his voice was choked: "Don't think so... it sounds like you are making my son sad... When you practiced the sword a few days ago, your complexion and body were not unusual for a 40-year-old man. My son and He Shen discussed privately, and the son said that you can live to be a hundred years old. With you here, you are the backing of my sons. The North Sea pirate was just arrogant for a while, Zhao Xin, the gods will definitely send down thunder to deal with him. With you, no matter how difficult things are, they can always be resolved..."

Qianlong rubbed and pressed gently by him, took another long breath, stretched out his hand to pat Yong Yan's hand, hung it down again, and sighed: "You are also well-read history books, the emperor who lived over 70 years old himself There have only been three since Zulong. You say one hundred years old is filial piety, he said one hundred and two years old is flattery..."

Yong Yan said: "It's not flattery, my son listens to the truth."

"Whether it's flattery or longing, sincerity is loyalty and filial piety." Qianlong paused for a moment, and said softly: "That matter should be done."

Yong Yan's hand stopped for a moment, and he said in surprise: "Is it too early?"

"It's getting late. The Eastern Province is only more than 900 miles away from the capital. If the North Sea pirates come to invade Dagukou again, then they really won't leave. Fukang'an needs manpower. After all, only one country is destroyed, and people's hearts Unstable, now we have to send some people there. Changlin met Zhao Xin twice in his tenure, and he was really unlucky. This person was the governor of Jiangsu to arrest rape, forbid extravagance and vulgarity, and was sensitive to affairs. Letting him go to Gurkha can help Fukang'an appease the region. Besides, he is still a clan and I can't go to the snow-covered plateau, and then it will only be hard for you!"

Suddenly, Yong Yan realized that there was such a trick behind Qianlong's attack.In addition, Chang Lin and He Shen did not deal with him a little bit. From this point of view, Qianlong is paving the way for himself in the future.Thinking of this, his heart suddenly became hot.

The scene that happened in Qianqing Palace reached the ears of Li Qiucheng, the deputy chief eunuch of the respect room at night.In the evening of the second day, a cook who was on duty outside the palace walked into the "Donghongtai" teahouse on Qianmen Street.

Don’t be fooled by movies and TV dramas. The cooks in the Imperial Dining Room of the Qing Palace are not eunuchs. Like all the ministers working in the palace, they go back to their homes after get off work. They don’t live in the palace. .According to the Qing palace archives of later generations, taking the 38th year of Qianlong as an example, the Seven Divisions and Three Courts affiliated to the Ministry of Internal Affairs issued a total of 7468 waist badges to various scribes, handymen, and craftsmen.

The cook found a remote place to sit down, drank half a pot of tea and listened to a play before leaving.He got up and left his seat, and before the waiter cleared the table, a middle-aged man sat down on his back.The middle-aged man asked for a pot of melon slices and two plates of dried fruit. After the waiter finished clearing the table and turned away, the middle-aged man groped under the chair for a while, and soon found a small scroll.After more than half an hour, he also got up and left, and returned to the backyard of the "Huang Shengtai" shop not far away.

At night, the cool white moonlight quietly illuminates the huge Beijing city.A bamboo pole nearly three meters long with a diamond-shaped antenna hanging on the top was erected in the backyard of "Huang Shengtai". With the sound of beeps in the wing room, the North Navy Intelligence Bureau, thousands of miles away, learned of the incident. Learned about the affairs of the Qing palace. …

On the 58st of the first month of the 21th year of Qianlong, it was the day when the yamen of various ministries in the capital opened their seals.At the same time, a piece of news that made countless people in Beijing Banner restless began to spread in the city.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs will select [-] households from various banners in the capital before the end of February, and the whole family will leave Beijing for Xining, and then enter Tibet from Xining to Gorkha.The departure time was set for the end of April.

The banner people in Beijing are not stupid, they know that the imperial court is arranging the way out.However, the vast majority of families have lived in Beijing for more than 100 years, knowing that they will never come back if they leave this time, so it is hard to leave their homeland.But what can be done?The damn North Sea Pirates are all in Shandong now, and it will be a matter of time before they break into Beijing!
Tianqiao, the breakfast stall in the market.A blue cloth surrounds the long table, which is more than ten feet long, and there are several benches in front of it. Chili noodles, Futou sprinkled with a little sesame oil.Next to the long table is a large copper pot, which contains bean juice that has been boiled to a moderate thickness and has an aroma. (⊙o⊙) stench.

It is impossible to verify when the soybean juice was first available, but it has entered the imperial dining room of the Qing Palace since the 18th year of Qianlong.To put it bluntly, this thing is the leftovers of making fans. Because one big child is one bowl, and pickles are free, it is very popular among the lower-level people.Although there is no distinction between high and low, it is pure nonsense to say that all Beijingers love to drink.

"Go to Xining? I won't go!...Where can Beijing be better? Let's not say that Lord Shunzhi entered the customs and ascended the dragon throne in Beijing, nor the Forbidden City and the Old Summer Palace. Just talk about the soy milk we are drinking now Son, are there any other places? Where there is no soybean juice, what’s the point of living in those days!”

Two well-dressed banner men were each holding a bowl of soybean juice, drinking and chatting.From time to time, I would pick up a few salty shredded pickles from the plate, and take another bite of sesame seed cakes.These two took it easy, so they ran over as soon as the city gate opened early in the morning.

"Boss, fry three more burnt rings."

"Okay~~"

The sharp-mouthed and monkey-cheeked bannerman was talking excitedly, and continued: "My master said that the matter of going to Xining was the bad idea of ​​those restless and kind Han officials. When our bannerman left, the capital would become theirs again. The world is over!"

"Well said, well said!" The banner man opposite him nodded repeatedly, took the fried charring, broke it into several pieces, and stuffed them into the biscuits.

"My master said that there are not many good people among the civil servants of the Han Dynasty. The current situation of the imperial court is caused by them."

"Isn't old Liu Tongxun very good in the past? The emperor even went to his house to offer condolences when he was gone."

"What year is the almanac in that?"

"Hey, I heard from Zha Liu, who came back from Jilin, that those who fell into the enemy's hands were all given to Kushui Island by the Northern Sea Pirates. They spent their days either clearing up wasteland or cutting trees and digging coal."

"It's shameful, isn't it? That's called Bitter Leaf Island. My master told me that it's so cold that your nose and ears will freeze off if you go out in winter." The sharp-mouthed monkey drank half a bowl of soybean juice, exhaled in satisfaction, and said: "My master also said that it is not a good thing for Liu Yuzi to practice in Shandong Daxing now."

"I don't understand this. What's wrong with forming a group to practice bravery and beat the North Sea pirates out of Shandong?" The bannerman on the opposite side was puzzled.

The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked bannerman was even more proud, and said: "You don't understand this, my master said..."

The two heads poked together.

At this time, a peddler selling kidney bean cakes came over with a wheelbarrow. The kidney bean cakes in the oval wooden box were covered with thick cotton quilts, and wisps of hot air escaped from the gaps.

The kidney bean peddler covered one ear and yelled crisply: "It's hot~~~ Kidney bean cake~~~ It's rotten!"