Nanyuan is already big enough, and the training and accommodation areas selected for the Heying and Eight Banners Vest Gate Army are remote. Even the Eight Banners and Chahar Horse Team stationed in Nanyuan have never seen Ronglu, Wang Hedong and others, and people outside will not know what Han Xiufeng is doing.

The civil and military ministers in the court did not care about Nanyuan's affairs at all, and the officials of Shuntian Prefecture were the same. Only the people from the Interior Affairs Office knew that Han Xiufeng had "major construction" in Nanyuan.

The Heying and the Eight Banners' Vests and the Gate Army were not allowed to leave the barracks and schoolyards without authorization, and they did not know what was happening outside.

It is worth mentioning that when you are a soldier here, you are a little tired of eating food and practicing, but you have food and drink. If you are injured during the training, there will be Mongolian doctors to help you with it. Even if you drive them away, they are unwilling to leave.

Practice when you need to practice, rest when you need to rest, time passes quickly, and six days have passed in a blink of an eye.

Although he could receive a lot of bad news every day, Han Xiufeng was still training troops like nothing happened. He only didn't go to the school today because he didn't have to be on duty today, but he came back with a bruised and swollen face.

Han Xiufeng realized that he had caused trouble, and when he saw Datou, he asked coldly: "How did it happen? Did you fight with someone? How did I explain to you before?"

What made him so angry that his teeth were itchy was that not only did not know his mistake, but he said heartlessly: "Fourth Brother, don't blame me for this. Those damn gods looked down on me and joked about me. They also said that Cuihua must have someone outside, otherwise she wouldn't have taken her baby back to her hometown. Do you think they should be beaten?"

Isn’t it just that you make fun of me when a group of guards get together? I’m just making fun of you? It’s fine if you are not sociable, but you can’t make jokes!

Han Xiufeng didn't know what to say about him, so Wang Qianli couldn't help asking: "Then you got into trouble with someone, and then you were beaten to the point of a bruised face?"

"Master Wang, what are you saying? I got punched a few times, but I didn't suffer any loss. There were so many of them that I beat six of them, and they rolled all over the ground, crying and calling for my parents. One goddamn wanted to draw the knife, but I kicked him far away. I heard that his arm was broken."

"You injured someone in the palace, and your son can still laugh. Are you tired of living?" Han Xiufeng was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

What made him even more amused was that Datou actually grinned and said, "Fourth Brother, don't be angry, they provoked me first. Besides, the emperor knows this, and the emperor also said that I can beat you well!"

"They were all fighting against Qianqing Sect's guards?"

"Well, it's just those dog-dog-dogs who are on duty together."

Han Xiufeng thought about it and asked again: "What else has the emperor said?"

"The emperor dismissed those turtle sons and promoted me to the second-class guard. I asked me to learn to walk on the imperial guards and also gave me the name of Batulu." Datou peeked at Han Xiufeng and said with a frown: "It's not bad to be a second-class guard, but I have to change the boss. I've asked before coming. It would cost about a hundred taels to change one. If I do it in an official uniform, I won't be able to get four or five taels!"

Wang Qianli thought that he was such a lucky general, and was afraid that Han Xiufeng would scold him again, so he couldn't help but smile and said, "Fourth Master, it's reasonable for the emperor to deal with this."

Han Xiufeng knew very well that no matter how much he said to him, it would be useless, so he simply stood up and said, "You...you go to the school grounds to talk to Wang Hedong and the others about the past. I will send someone to help you with the most important things. As for the official uniform, there is no need to buy them anymore. Anyway, you can only wear a yellow jacket when you are on duty."

"Okay, that guy is going to find Wang Hedong and the others to play."

"Get out."

...

Seeing Datou off, Wang Qianli couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that a fool is lucky!"

"I won't talk about him anymore, I'll be angry when I say it." Han Xiufeng greeted Wang Qianli and said worriedly: "The situation in Tianjin is not good. Foreigners occupied the fort and set a price on the ground. Not only did they insist on sending envoys to Beijing, but they also spoke up to increase the compensation from the previous two million taels to four million taels for the family."

"This is eight million taels, and the imperial court does not have so much money!"

"Gui Liang did not dare to report it. This news was sent by Chonghou's messenger. Gui Liang just tactfully mentioned in the memorial that foreigners wanted to send envoys to the capital, and the court was in an uproar. The six ministers of the Ministry of Justice, Han Zhan Kedao, wrote letters to the emperor that they must not let the alms enter the capital. If they really agree, the alms would quickly know the movements of the court. The alms would build high-rise buildings and peep at the palace, demolish private houses, and the government offices would make officials, gentry and the people uneasy. If the case occurred, the alms would not be able to be stopped. If they agreed, the north of Ryukyu and Korea would look down on our Qing Dynasty for this."

Seeing Wang Qianli's thoughtful look, Han Xiufeng continued, "What I can't believe most is that Prince Gong actually wrote a note, saying that the recent exchanges between the public offices, roaring and threatening were all caused by Li Guotai's incitement and planning for his master. It is obvious that Li Guotai is a Guangdong people, a commissar, and a rogue in the market dares to rush to the imperial envoy... He intends to ask Guiliang to wait for his rude and chaotic affairs to take it down immediately, or to rectify the law on the spot, or to relieve the punishment of Beijing!"

"Prince Gong is talking about the consul of the British?" Wang Qianli asked subconsciously.

"Just because the name sounds like the Qing people, the princes and ministers in the court thought that the general interpreter of Yingyi was from Guangdong, and he also said it with a nose and eyes."

"Fourth Master, but Prince Gong has been to the bookstores many times before, so it would be fine if others didn't know it, but he couldn't not know it."

"So this matter is a bit strange. He is probably pretending to be confused because he understands it. But then again, the civil and military ministers in the court are excited and everyone says this, so he can only discuss it."

"The emperor means..."

"Although the emperor has no reputation, the implication is very clear. None of the conditions proposed by foreigners can be agreed upon. If it really doesn't work, the tariffs on Western barbarians will be exempted."

"How can tariffs be exempted!" Wang Qianli was shocked.

"We don't have to worry about this. First, even if the court is exempted from tariffs, Erjin will not agree. I bet that he doesn't believe in Guiliang at all. Second, the princes and ministers in the capital are confused, and they are also confused if they don't agree to the governors of various places. At least if He Guiqing, the governor of Liangjiang, knows, he will definitely submit a memorial to ask the emperor to take back his order."

"He Guiqing is not confused?"

"It's not that he is not confused, but that he wants to attack Changmao and cannot lose military pay. If the tariffs are gone, what will he use to raise troops and what will he use to recover Jiangning." Han Xiufeng paused, and then changed his mind: "Actually, what I'm worried about is not these, but another thing."

"What's the matter?" Wang Qianli couldn't help asking.

"The emperor summoned Prince Hui, Prince Zheng, Prince Yi, Sushun, Peng Zhongtang and Bo Chuan to discuss countermeasures. Prince Hui, Prince Zheng and Peng Zhongtang were asked by the emperor that he had no choice but to join forces to report a talented person who was "excellent and reincarnated in the time of Kuang".

"who?"

"Ama of Qingxian has been reborn as a senior scholar, Qiying! Why did Qiying be familiar with the feelings of the barbarians and beg to give up the flaws and hire him."

Wang Qianli realized the seriousness of the problem and murmured: "Didn't they put the Qi Xiang on the fire?"

"It's a pity that I received this news last night. The emperor not only allowed to leave, but also summoned Qiying to come in. The old Zhongtang didn't know if he had forgotten what had happened before, or he felt that this was an opportunity to turn things around. Although Brother Bochuan reminded him indirectly that this was not a good job, he still took on the job excitedly. Fortunately, the conversation was not full, saying that he had received a lot of kindness. At this time, it was difficult to let it go alone. Whether it was effective or not was still difficult to do it."

"What does the emperor say?"

"The emperor said, 'One person has his own idea, and one person has his own way. Since you have a way, you might as well run Moyou by yourself, without having to be involved in Guiliang'. Then he rewarded him with the title of Minister and ordered him to go to Tianjin to handle barbarian affairs. As soon as I received the news, I quickly asked Qingxian to go back. As a result, Qingxian rushed home and saw that the old Zhongtang had already set off overnight with his family."

Wang Qianli pondered: "Fourth Master, I know what you are worried about, but in my opinion, the old minister takes on this errand. After all, he has suffered so many years of grievances, and even almost lost his life several times. After finally waiting for such an opportunity, he naturally has to take a try. Even if he doesn't think about himself, he still has to think about his eldest son who is still a labourer in Heilongjiang and those grandsons who have no chance to enter the government."

"But once and forth, foreigners have been fooled for so many years and are deeply impressed by him, how could they believe his words again?"

"Even if you can't fool foreigners, you can't just hit him by this board. Are there Gui Liang, Hua Shana, and Tan Tingxiang in Tianjin? There are only five or six imperial envoys."

"It's over, so I can only think about the benefits."

"Where is Qingxian?"

"He wanted to go to Tianjin, but I stopped him. One reason was that he could not just chase him without the emperor's will. Two reason was that if something happened to the old central hall, he could not get in again." Han Xiufeng paused and continued, "I asked you to come here because of this. I locked him in. He would definitely feel unhappy. Go and persuade me and talk to him."

"What does he think about this?"

"Although he knew very well that this was not a good job, he knew very well that his mama was activated did not mean that the emperor would ignore his past grudges, but he was almost the same as what he mama thought. He suffered so much grievances and so many sins, as the saying goes, fame and fortune are touching!"

"Why is he so confused?"

"So I didn't give him a good look in the morning and scolded him for a bloody spitting head. What he might think now."

"Okay, I'll go in and take a look."

...

Datou stayed in Nanyuan for an afternoon, then happily returned to the city with the new broth that Han Xiufeng sent to buy for him. Only Zhang Deyu and others were left in the bookstore, which was not as lively as before. He was a person who liked to join in the fun, so he moved to the guild hall long ago.

I slept in the 1st year of the guild hall. Before dawn, I got up and changed into a yellow jacket, and rode my horse to the Old Summer Palace to be on duty.

After a fight, he changed from a guard in the Qianqing Sect to a guard in front of the imperial guards to learning to walk, getting closer to the emperor and having a less harmonious relationship with his colleagues. No one taught him the rules of being an guard in front of the imperial guards, so he just let him guard at the gate of Qinzheng Hall.

But in his opinion, they were the same wherever they were on duty, and they were all guarding the gate.

As a result, since the morning and afternoon of duty outside the hall, no other guards came to change shifts with him. Just when he was hungry and thirsty, he was about to find someone to ask when he was on duty, the emperor came over with a group of eunuchs.

When he was in a bookstore for so many years, he still knew some of the etiquette he should have. He hurriedly learned how Han Xiufeng knelt down and greeted the Holy One as he received the order.

The inner court guards didn't need to do this at all. Looking at his stupid look, Xianfeng was both surprised and funny. While signaling him to get up, he said without looking back: "Come here, I have something to ask you."

"Yes, the emperor." Datou hurriedly got up and followed the hall in awe of surprise eyes by a group of guards and eunuchs.

"Super, your injury is not serious?"

Datou was stopped and asked with a bitter face: "Master, what is a serious injury?"

Xianfeng frowned immediately, thinking how to let such a tamper be the guard in the imperial guards. He thought of Han Si, Wen Xiang, and Enjun, who had been sent back to the border of the Xinjiang Rong, said more than once that the tamper in front of him was only brute force, which was really useless. He also felt that as the emperor, he could not argue with him. He simply asked, "I'm asking if your injury is wrong?"

"It's okay, it's just swollen. It doesn't hurt even if you don't touch it. It's not even a skin injury!" Datou thought for a while, then subconsciously touched his face and said, "I went to Nanyuan to find my fourth brother yesterday. My fourth brother asked Miss Ren to cook a chicken and apply it to me. He said that he was working with the emperor with a bruised nose and swollen face, which would be a hindrance."

“Is it a hindrance?”

"My fourth brother seems to say that, Master, how do you know?"

Xianfeng was ridiculous and thought about it and felt that this live treasure was interesting. He did not answer his heartless question, but asked lightly: "Did you go to Nanyuan yesterday?"

"I went there, and saw Wang Hedong, Master Ronglu, and many brothers who used to work in Heying." When talking about this, Datou was really excited and said with a gaze: "Master, when I was a member of the Heying, I was Mr. Qian, and there were more than a dozen men who were my subordinates of the Qianying, and I went with me to kill Changmao in front of the Jinghai Formation! I was happy to see them, and they were happy to see me. If my fourth brother had not been in charge of it, they would definitely invite me to drink."

Xianfeng asked quietly: "What are your fourth brother busy with? What are your old subordinates busy with?"

"They are all practicing, they have to practice every day. They run around the school ground at dawn, then eat, practice swordsmanship, and use wooden knives and sticks to hit each other. I heard that their brothers are injured every day, and several Mongolian doctors are too busy."

Big head is the kind of person who can't pay attention to him. When he talks about him, he will talk endlessly. He talks about his experiences in Nanyuan in a vivid way. Whenever he can't express it, he still dances with his hands and feet. He doesn't know if it's more interesting than listening to the opera. Xianfeng was so impressed that he forgot to order the imperial guards in front of the Qinzheng Hall to summon several princes and ministers, and those princes and ministers could only wait outside the hall.

As Datou said, he remembered something again: "When I returned to the city, my fourth brother asked me to send a letter to the storekeeper in the guild. Your Majesty, what do you know is that my parents died early and couldn't even eat when they were young, so they didn't have money to study. They didn't recognize their words. I don't know what he wrote until last night when they had lunch."

"What's the matter?" Xianfeng asked curiously.

"It turns out that the Taiwan Guardian who died in Dagukou and the several Dusi, Qianzhu, and the general manager were all recommended by my fourth brother when inspecting the coastal defense. They were all killed in battle. My fourth brother felt uncomfortable and said that he had promised them that he would cast cannons for them and repair the forts, but he did not do anything that he promised. He felt sorry for them, so he not only recorded them in the account book, set up a mourning hall to burn paper for them, but also took three thousand taels of silver notes, and asked the shopkeeper to go to Baoding to give them silver to their wives, children and children."

When talking about Dagukou, Xianfeng felt particularly solemn. After a while, he was silent before asking in a low voice: "Sha Chunyuan, the guerrilla warriors guarding Taiwan, and others were all recommended by your fourth brother?"

"It's still fake. Master Ronglu and Master Yongxiang both know that he can recognize them all."

"Your fourth brother is really aware of people and responsibilities." Xianfeng nodded slightly, thought about it and asked again, "Why did your fourth brother keep them in the account book?"

"Your Majesty, don't you know that my fourth brother and I have been fighting since we went to Taizhou to be officials. Every time we fought, people died, many people died, including military officers and civil servants, and many brothers were not even officials. My fourth brother said that civil and military officials died in the country, and the court would pay tribute, and some even built ancestral halls. But who remembers those small officials and brothers who were not even officials died in battle? He was afraid that he would forget, so he recorded the names of those who died in battle, when and where they died in battle in the account book."

Da Tung paused and then said, "He has written six major books over the years. Every time he doesn't let others write, he writes them all by himself. Every now and then, he takes them out like a calendar. Then he writes down the days and says that someone has been dead for several years and it's time to burn paper. If he forgets, he will make up for it and burn more paper."

This is really a topic that cannot be happy, and Xianfeng's face became increasingly ugly.

Although the big head is not very good, it does not mean that I can't observe my words and expressions. I suddenly realize that I might have said the wrong thing and hurriedly said: "Master, I...I can't speak. Am I unhappy? I deserve to die of guilt, and I will never talk nonsense again..."

"No, it's pretty good. I'm very pleased to have a minister like your brothers."

"Then...will I go out on duty first?"
Chapter completed!