But although Xianfeng wanted to push Prince Gong out, Yixin didn't appreciate it. He said bluntly: "Your Majesty, why do you have to put me on the fire? I have no talent and virtue, so how can I bear the great responsibility!"

Although Xianfeng's emperor brother was a little resentful, he had to do so at this moment. He couldn't help but turn around and ask Sushun for help: "Su Lao Liu, you are also Lao Liu, just help me say something nice to Lao Liu!"

Prince Gong is not polite: "Your Majesty, why do you have to do more things and be angry when you reach my level? No matter how the storm changes, can I go further? Even if the emperor has no favors, I will be idle, and even remove my prince's title, can I remove my brother?"

He was telling the truth. He had reached the point where he could not be promoted. He would be the emperor one step further. Xianfeng would definitely not agree. As for the demotion, he was also worry-free. No matter what, Emperor Xianfeng had only one younger brother.

After he said this, Sushun, the closest person to Xianfeng, couldn't help but think about Xianfeng: "Sixth Master, why bother with yourself! No matter what, this is our country of people, and you are from the Aixin Jueluo family! Your Majesty means good intentions, and I want you to take more responsibility!"

Prince Gong was a young man in his twenties at this time, and he was very imposing: "Now the Red Thief has just broken Yangzhou, and there is no worries about major events. If he attacks Shandong and Henan, I am willing to go on a battle for the emperor!"

"That's right!" Su Shun smiled: "I'm waiting for the words of Liu Master. You know the emperor's body. I've been working harder on Concubine Lan and worked hard for state affairs day and night. I'm afraid I'm unable to control the commander, so I have to blame Liu Master!"

"What a grievance!" Yi Xin was not polite: "This is the greatest favor, but it would be fine if I lose. If I win, I am afraid no one can protect me after returning to Beijing!"

"Lao Liu, why do you say such heart-scareful words?" Emperor Xianfeng was anxious: "If you can defeat the Red Thief, I will not only give you a reward after returning to the capital, but not to mention that you, Prince Gong, have your own laws and regulations!"

Su Shun next to him suddenly took out a bombshell: "Sixth Master is probably not sure how worried the country is! Fuzhou is now lost!"

"Is Fuzhou lost?"

Prince Gong was shocked: "Why didn't I hear such news in the military? If Fuzhou is lost, Guangdong and Guangxi will probably be in danger!"

Fuzhou has been under the offensive of the Hong Army for a long time. It almost fell apart some time ago. If Shi Yunqing's rebellion had not mobilized some Hong Army troops besieging Fuzhou Prefecture, Fuzhou would have been the territory of the Hong Army.

This time Fuzhou's fall was the first to be popular after Sun Huzi got on the horse. When he entered Fujian, Shi Yunqing had already failed and only led dozens of confidants to flee south in a hurry. Fuzhou was under a long siege. It was already a turbulent heart.

Therefore, on the one hand, Sun Huzi severely suppressed Shi Yunqing's remnants, and on the other hand, he focused his troops to prepare to besiege Fuzhou Prefecture. Although he only reached one company from the old troops brought by the Third Division, with the help of Lin Song's regiment, Qu Zhibin regiment, Huang Wenjin and other old Red Turban regiments, he took over the big city of Fuzhou within half a month after taking office.

For the Qing side, the loss of Fuzhou was fatal. In the past, the Hong army went through a lot of hardships to capture two provincial capitals, one was Hangzhou in Zhejiang, and the other was Nanchang in Jiangxi, especially Nanchang, which was a critical moment. It was completely a perfect combination of Qu Jie's decision and Liu Chang's delegation of power.

Now that Fuzhou is lost, it is the third provincial capital obtained by the Hongjun. Sushun said seriously: "Sixth Master, Fuzhou has lost money. Not only does it shake in the southeast, I am afraid that the entire Fujian area will not be able to be protected!"

Although the Qing army still had tens of thousands of troops in Fujian after losing Fujian, everyone knew that the loss of Fuzhou's provincial capital had a fatal impact on the morale of these troops, not to mention that the Hong army had steam warships on the sea, which formed an absolute surface advantage on the Qing army. The entire Fujian Navy no longer exists.

In this case, the loss of Fujian is only a matter of time. What the Qing army needs now is how to protect Guangdong and Guangxi. You must know that the rebellion of heaven and earth in Guangdong and Guangxi has never been quelled, and it has always been one after another. Even after the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was suppressed for 10 or 20 years, there was still a large-scale civil unrest.

Su Shun was even more worried about another point: "Not only that, the fall of Jinling is just around the corner. The red thief sent elite soldiers and generals under the city of Jinling, and it was only a matter of time before the long hair escaped. Southern Anhui was also unable to resist the thief. Sixth Master, today's country has reached the point where he had to lead the imperial army to fight in person!"

Prince Gong also thought of the situation in Hunan: "Hunan was also captured by the red thieves for more than a dozen counties. If it was delayed for several months, it would probably be a situation of landing the river!"

"That's right, it's just a river that is used to rule. However, the Southern Ming Dynasty asked to rule the river that was used to rule the river that was used to rule the river that was used to rule the river that was used to rule the river that was used to rule the river that was used to rule the river that was used to rule, and even the outside of the pass could not retreat!"

"Brother!" Now Prince Gong was finally moved by Sushun: "We are brothers, and we don't care about anything. I just want you to have a place to settle down after I come back!"

Emperor Xianfeng was not polite: "Lao Liu, don't you really think of our brothers' affection? I will tell you the truth. Now the Qing Dynasty must be you and me. You know what's going on in my body. I'm afraid I can't hold on for a few years!"

"Brother, you are confused!" Prince Gong said enthusiastically: "You are in good health, why bother saying such things!"

"I know my own family affairs!" Xianfeng immediately talked about his family affairs: "Now in the Qing Dynasty, we are both you and me, and my one-year-old bastard, can't make a difference!"

"Yi Zhu, you are confused!" Prince Gong directly read out Xianfeng's real name: "You are so confused. You don't even give me a way out!"

Xianfeng smiled, "Where do you think of it, I will write an edict. If I have any three or two shorts, Zaichun will take my position, you will be the Regent..."

Prince Gong then breathed a sigh of relief, but Dorgon's previous lessons at the beginning of the country forced him to be more wary: "Brother, I don't want any regent. I just want our brothers to be harmonious, so don't think that they will be discarded by outsiders like the past few years!"

"Okay, okay!" Xianfeng agreed, glanced at his brother and said, "This time you will personally go to me for your own mission. If you have any needs and anything you want to do, I will agree! Even..."

Xianfeng stopped and said, "Even if you want my concubine!"

"There is no other idea!" Prince Gong thought far away: "There is only one thing, that is, Zhang Guoliang and Zeng Guofan were granted the title of kings. This matter must be done as soon as possible!"

Xianfeng hesitated for a moment: "It was the case that the Three Feudalists were pacified, and it was only after the fact that the Qing Dynasty was granted a title of marquis. Moreover, my Han military general was always a title of king and marquis, and there was never a precedent for a title of literati to be granted a title of marquis!"

"The current situation is more insidious than when the Three Feudals were pacified. Whether it was Hong Xiuquan or Liu Juehu, they were not like Wu Sangui. If there were not Sanshun Kings at the beginning of the country, Xu Shun Gong, Wu Sangui, and Hong Chengchou, how could I win the world!"

Sushun also added fire: "There is still a glimmer of hope now. Your Majesty, if the thief army arrives at this city of Beijing, what's the use of being the king?"

Xianfeng was persuaded and agreed: "I will summon military opportunities to discuss this matter and strive to finalize the matter!"

Prince Gong thought for a moment: "I think this Han man has been appointed as the king, so I think he has to add another one!"

"Who is it?" Xianfeng was a little curious: "But Hu Linyi, the Governor of Huguang?"

"No!" Prince Gong said another name: "Governor Ye Mingchen, Guangdong and Guangxi!"

For Sun Huzi, the Governor of Guangdong and Guangxi Ye Mingchen was already the focus of Sun Lixing. Although the war was still carried out in Fujian, after the capture of Fuzhou, the Hongjun had already occupied the entire Fujian. Even though most of the senior Qing army officials in Fuzhou fled and continued to organize resistance in southern Fujian, it was only a matter of time before the final victory was finally won.

"Old Huang!" Sun Lixing called Huang Wenjin affectionately: "You have helped me a lot in Jiangxi this time. Now that you want to go back to Jiangxi, I have no other gifts, just a detailed battle report I wrote myself, and... I have sent a report to His Highness Yan. If you have such a combat-capable team, you should be organized into an infantry brigade!"

Huang Wenjin smiled. It was different from when he surrendered. At that time, there were only five or six infantry divisions and brigades within the Hong Army. In order to cope with the offensives of the French and Russian armies, there were nearly twenty infantry divisions and brigades within the entire Hong Army. It was natural for his old Taiping Army to be organized into an infantry brigade. Sun Lixing could only push one hand.

But no matter what, this is Sun Huzi's wish, so he drank a small glass of wine himself: "Thank you, Governor Sun, Fuzhou is defeated, and you should also sit firmly in Fuzhou City!"

"Don't be too optimistic!" Sun Lixing was very cautious: "Although Fuzhou City was captured, you know what kind of qualities our troops in Fujian Province are. There are too few units from the Third Battalion! And you have to be ordered to go back to Fujian, and there are still some battles for the next battle!"

The so-called "Lao Third Battalion", Sun Lixing refers to the three oldest infantry battalions of the Hongjun, "Dragon Gun Camp", "Nanxi Camp" and "Panshi Camp". This is the statement created by Sun Lixing himself and also represents his honor. But this is also a fact. Now, except for the old subordinates of Shi Yunqing and Lin Song, most of the troops in Fujian are the old Red Turban Army, and their combat effectiveness is one level worse than the troops in the Lao Third Battalion system.

"But now, with our team, it's no problem to sweep the entire Fujian!" Lin Song was not convinced: "Although he can't compare to the third camp, he is much stronger than Qing Yao!"

Sun Huzi unknowingly revealed his thoughts: "But if you want to advance to Lingnan, how likely will you win?"!~!
Chapter completed!