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The immediate boss was approachable, but he could not say anything to the immediate boss. This food made Han Xiufeng more and more embarrassed. When he saw a piece of paper coming in with a stack of official documents, he simply got up and left.

After returning to the Dengwen Drum Hall, he sat for a while and told Yun Qijun, who had just bought some food from a vendor outside, about inquiries about the matter. He calculated the time that the emperor should be having dinner, and he would be in Xiyuan after he finished eating. He would rather go to Xiyuan early to wait for the emperor than let the emperor wait for him as a minister in Xiyuan, so he walked out of the yamen and climbed onto the carriage and headed straight for Xiyuan.

The little Shandong, who was sitting in front of the car, became more and more strange the more he thought about it. He couldn't help but turn back and said, "Second Master, you just said that the emperor was having dinner, but it was still early, and it was almost the same for lunch now!"

"That's right, the emperor should be really having dinner now." Han Xiufeng smiled, thought about it and sighed, "Don't look at the emperor who is the emperor's master of the world, but the emperor's life is far less comfortable than the people imagine. Every day, you have to get up before dawn to pay homage to the empress dowager, and then read the morning reading, and then use breakfast after reading the Hadith. After using breakfast, you either review the memorial, summon the ministers, or the Imperial Gate to listen to the government. You have to start using dinner at this point, and you only have two meals a day."

"The emperor only eats two meals a day, what should I do if I am hungry?" Xiao Shandong was skeptical.

"If you are hungry, you will have two meals anyway."

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As expected, just after arriving at the east gate of Xiyuan, the emperor sat on the steed carriage carried by sixteen eunuchs. He arrived surrounded by nearly a hundred guards in yellow jackets. Han Xiufeng hurriedly dusted his horse's hooves and knelt to greet him. Xianfeng also saw him, and the eunuch who followed Buyu sideways and whispered a few words and then went in.

Han Xiufeng didn't dare to look directly at him just now, until he heard a little eunuch say, "Master Han, please come with me." Then he quickly got up.

He stuffed a silver note of ten taels for the little eunuch, followed the little eunuch left and right, and came to a small island in the middle of the lake. There was a dirt mountain on the island, a temple on the mountain, and a white pagoda on the top of the mountain. After waiting in a pavilion at the foot of the mountain for about half an hour, the emperor arrived surrounded by several guards.

Han Xiufeng hurriedly stepped forward to greet Sheng'an.

Xianfeng sat on the cushion that the eunuch had just put. After waiting for the eunuch to withdraw dozens of steps, he rubbed his legs and said lightly: "Let's flat, this is not a palace, there are not so many rules, get up and talk."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Have you ever found out about the story of the novel?"

"Report to the emperor, I have prepared it," Han Xiufeng quickly took out the note from his sleeve and presented it respectfully.

Xianfeng signaled the guard who was about to go up to receive the letter and retreated. He took the letter with his own hands and put it aside. He rubbed his legs and said, "I will look back and take a closer look. You can talk to me first."

"I obey the order," Han Xiufeng cleared his throat and bowed, "Report to the emperor, I think if I just sent me some detailed work to inquire, I might not be able to accomplish anything. I might even be arrested by local officials as a rebellion. It would be fine if I was captured by local officials, but if I was captured by Western barbarians, it would really delay major events and would really alarm the enemy!"

"You can't be alerted, and then continue." Xianfeng said the serious matter, but his eyes were still on Han Xiufeng's official uniform.

Han Xiufeng suddenly realized what the emperor was looking at. The official uniform he was wearing was given to him by Qiao Songnian in Shanghai. Qiao Songnian probably sent him to buy it temporarily. It was an old official uniform. Although it was old, it had been worn for nearly a year, but it was not broken, but it looked not so glamorous. Han Xiufeng never thought of changing it with a new one.

But this time I went to Beijing too hastily and didn’t bring me some clothes to change.

When I came to Xiyuan to meet him yesterday afternoon, I came from the Tongzhengsi Office and did not take a bus. The journey was dirty and difficult to walk, so when I returned to the guild, I was so dirty that I couldn't wear it anymore. Xiaoshandong quickly helped me wash it, but it didn't dry until this morning. In a hurry, he ironed it with an iron. As a result, it was burned, but the color of the fabric was also burned several pieces.

Anyway, it looks blue and white.

When walking on the street, even if you go to the yamen, there will be no jokes. After all, there are many Beijing officials who are so poor that they have no official uniforms to borrow. If they really can't borrow, they can draw a patch with paper... But now they are the face saints, and they are not going to the yamen. If they are targeted by the censor, they may be impeached for losing their etiquette for the past.

Han Xiufeng felt a little sad, and he hurriedly pretended not to guess anything, and then said, "So I discussed with Lord Sushun for a long time and planned to ask the emperor to see if he could choose a group of civil and military officials, and put them in Guangzhou, Fuzhou, Ningbo, Shanghai, Xin'an, next to Hong Kong, and Xiangjiang, next to Macau as officials. He ordered them to recruit and train on the spot to investigate the movements of the Western Barbarians day and night."

The detailed work that was agreed to choose from before has now become the selection of civil and military officials!

Xianfeng frowned slightly, subconsciously picked up the note and opened it and found that Han Si and Sushun recommended either the top-ranked assistant officer, or the green camp guerrilla officer, Qian Zong and other insignificant military officers, gradually relaxed their eyebrows again.

"Why do you have to select two people in each place?"

"Report to the emperor, the reason why I asked each place to select two people is that I want to inquire about the affairs of the barbarians and should not be publicized. Whether the inspector or the county magistrate investigates the military affairs of the barbarians, especially the Western barbarians, they must quickly pass the military information to the capital. Soldiers are very fast, and the fastest way is to send the posts from the Ministry of War, which is 600 miles faster. However, if a inspector or a county magistrate, even if the Ministry of War investigates and cooperates, it is not convenient to send such urgent documents. Even if it can be sent out, it will alarm the prefectures and county halls."

Although the post station shops are under the Ministry of War, in fact, the post station shops in various places are under the jurisdiction of the main halls of various prefectures and counties, and most places do not have post chiefs. It is not appropriate to ask the inspector or county magistrate to expedite the official documents that are 600 miles a day, Xianfeng couldn't help but look at the siege and smiled: "I recommend Yun Qijun, a juren from Zhili, to be the teaching of Confucianism in the South China Sea, and to recommend Tuketan, the official official of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, as a member of the Guangdong Customs Assistant Commission. Is this a fortune-telling plan for Yun Qijun to specialize in investigating the situation, and after investigation, Tuketan will send 600 miles a day to expedite the news back to Beijing?"

Sushun also recommended several people, and this Tuktan is.

Han Xiufeng bowed and said, "The emperor is wise, but the reason why I recommend two people in each place is to consider two levels of consideration."

"Speak and listen."
Chapter completed!