Tong Chun was about to get sick just two days after coming, and was full of shame. Yongxiang was so angry that he really wanted to tie him up and sent him to Jinghai to serve. But he thought that a general was incompetent and exhausted the three armies. It would be a disaster to force him to stay. He could only endure his anger and help plead with Han Xiufeng.

Han Xiufeng had expected that Tong Chun would stay in Heying for a few days, so he put down the military letters rewarded by the emperor and said, "Since he wanted to leave, we should not force ourselves to stay. But he had just paid 180 taels of silver from the camp. If he had just returned to Beijing after he was sick, what would Chen Chongdi think? What would Yang Debiao, Yuan Datou and Guan Pengcheng think? How would you and I explain to Lord Wu and even the emperor?"

Yongxiang was just angry and almost forgot about this matter, and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Mr. Han, go and tell him that if you want to leave, you can return the money you paid in the camp with a lot of money!"

"This is all we can do. If you know this, you must not spread it, and it will not really shake the morale of the army."

"I understand the humble position."

"Go."

"Thank you Mr. Han."

It is said that family shame should not be made public, but now it is really embarrassing. Yongxiang becomes more and more angry as he thinks. He ordered Tong Chun, who is waiting for news, to return the money he had paid before to Chen Chongdi. Then he returned to the small courtyard where he rented a gloomy face and called his second brother Yongji, who had been studying for a few years, into the study.

"Brother, what's wrong? Who is upsetting you?"

"Who else can I have except for that bastard Tong Chun!" Yongxiang leaned over and opened the box, took out the secret box from the box, and pointed to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and said coldly: "Help me draw a note, report to the emperor as the acting co-organizer Tong Chun, Tong Chun, is afraid of death, is worried about being sent to Jinghai to serve, and retreat in the face of illness. If he insists on staying, it will not only damage the face of the Eight Banners, but also shakes the morale of the army, and can only... let him return to Beijing!"

Yongji was shocked: "Brother, he just wanted to leave after just a few days of his tenure?"

"So he threw away all the faces of our Eight Banners," Yongxiang stroked the secret box, and thought about it and said, "You can't just report the worries but not the good news. I'll help me report to the emperor, and I'll say that Chen Chongdi is also a real person. He is running around to raise money, grain, military supplies, and goes in the wind and rain. Sometimes he is so busy that he doesn't even have to eat."

Thinking of the last report, Yongji couldn't help asking: "Where is Mr. Han's affairs?"

"Mr. Han also has to report what happened. He said that Mr. Han is busy with camp affairs every day. Whenever he has a little time, he will take a shower and change clothes to read the military books rewarded by the emperor. His wife, children and children have moved out of the yamen before they arrived, and freed up the second hall for Chen Chongdi and others to handle camp affairs, and freed up the inner house as a warehouse."

Yongxiang paused and then said, "The camp's affairs must also report to the barracks abandoned by the emperor to sell more than 18,000 taels of sales, but the cost in the camp is even greater. The reimbursement of foreign guns, gunpowder and lead purchased from Shanghai will be used for 6,400 taels. The morning after tomorrow, the first batch of 380 battalions will be entered, and all the hats, jackets, machetes and spears will be purchased. After the barracks enter the camp, they will be fully fed. The more than 300 officers and soldiers who are working in Jinghai will be compensated if there are any casualties, and they will be kept for 3,500 taels for burning and burying and burying..."

The secret memorial is not the kind of magnificent memorial written by the Jinshi masters. Although Yongji only read the book for five years, he had already written the trick after helping him write it a few times. He just drafted it carefully according to the format "Slave Yongxiang, a slave, and a servant, who asked him for advice when he left Beijing.

As the saying goes, elder brother is like a father. Yongxiang had to go out to work as a businessman since he was a child to make money to supplement his family income. Unlike his two younger brothers who could go to the official school of the Eight Banners Tutong Yamen, he just talked and watched Yongji write enviously.

After Yongji drafted it and read it for him, he confirmed it was correct, and asked Yongji to re-copy it. After the ink was dry, he took out the official seal and covered it on the signature. He folded it and put it in the secret box and locked it with a small lock.

Yongji knew very well that his brother was not convenient to go to the city station, so he took the box and asked, "Brother, is it the same as last time that he rushed to 600 miles?"

"Well, it's the same as last time." Yongxiang took out a copy of the Ministry of War from another box and handed it to him: "Remember to pack it when you go out. If someone asks, he will say that he goes to the city to buy something."

"Don't worry, brother, I won't let anyone see the flaws."

"Just know."

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Gu'an is only a hundred miles away from the capital. Regardless of whether the 600 miles is issued or not, it will be available in two days at a slowest time.

Time flies, and two days pass in a blink of an eye. Zhuang Towns such as Zhaojiazhuang, Zhai Village, Baidi and Hejiaying are a little far away from Zujiachang, where the Heguan Yamen is located. The gentry in Zhuang Town is worried about delaying Mr. Han, so they led the children of their respective villages to Zujiachang one day in advance.

Although the barracks were ready, considering that entering the camp was a big deal, Chen Chongdi suggested that the gentry simply stayed in the inn in the village and let the children they brought to the village people's houses to spend their stay.

A hundred people came at once, and the village suddenly became lively.

As the host, Han Xiufeng could only ask Chen Chongdi to hold a banquet in advance. Just when he and Yongxiang invited gentry from afar in the lobby of the river hall, Xianfeng, who had listened to the play for a whole afternoon, took out the keys, opened a bunch of secret boxes sent by the eunuch in the memorial office, and took out the secret notes of civil and military officials to review them.

He was only appointed as the deputy commander of the Mongolian Commander of Zhenghuang Banner, the deputy commander of the Zhenghong Banner, and the commander of the Chief of the Zhenghong Banner Army. A few days ago, he was appointed as the Imperial Guard and was promoted to the Minister of Works. Although Sushun, who was not a minister of military affairs, was stronger than the sages of military affairs such as Peng Yunzhang, and was on the side as usual.

He was thinking about the beginning of the day. Should he ask the eunuch to remind the emperor to rest early? Xianfeng suddenly threw down his pen and said hatefully: "What a shameful slave. His conscience was eaten by a dog. He was only two days after he was in office and then he was on the excuse to return to Beijing to recuperate!"

Sushun was startled and bowed quickly and said, "Don't calm down, your anger, your lord, you must take care of your dragon body!"

"Take care. If everyone is like this bastard, I will be pissed to death by these unscrupulous slaves!"

"Your Majesty, who makes you so arrogant, I'll bring him here..."

Before Su Shun finished speaking, Xianfeng held up Yongxiang's memorial and said gritting his teeth: "It was Tong Chun who was recommended by the Eight Banners General Office a few days ago, and the Tong Chun who was led by A Ling'a was only a few days ago. I heard that Han Si was going to select officers and soldiers to take turns to serve Jinghai, but he pretended to be sick and shrank in the face! I thought he was very useful, but I never thought that he was also a greedy person who was afraid of death. I was so angry that I was really ignorant of people!"

Sushun reacted and hurriedly said, "Don't calm down. Your Majesty, this is not a bad thing in his opinion. It would be better for him to shrink back at the battle than to escape in the future, otherwise he would become a general who is incompetent and exhausted from the three armies."

Thinking of Sushun's many grudges of slaves and bastards, and thinking of countless bastards like Tong Chun, Xianfeng had no choice but to put down his memorials: "I sent an order to co-organize Tong Chun, and I was deeply grateful to the emperor but did not want to serve the court. I was dismissed and I would never use it!"

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"Nonsense, if you can wait until tomorrow, will it still matter?"
Chapter completed!