[Qing Chuan] The daily life of the seven princes

Yinyou raised his chin, with a little pride on his small face: "That's right, our Manchus are more powerful in fighting."

These words made Mr. Fu feel a little more sadness about the death of the country, and he didn't figure out whether it was bitterness or bitterness, and it was gone.

Yinyou observed his expression carefully, and suddenly asked: "Master, are you sad?"

"No," he said no, and immediately looked normal, "It's been too long since the country was subjugated, and I can't remember what it means to be sad."

He snorted again, without the slightest trace of sadness in his tone: "It seems that the country will be subjugated for the second time."

This is said, as if the homeland is his, but the country has nothing to do with him, and it doesn't matter whether it perishes or not.

"No," Yinyou repeated again with a very sure tone, "absolutely not!"

Even so, according to Yinyou's request, Mr. Fu gave him additional military courses.

As the prince, Yinyou would also teach them when he usually practiced riding and archery, and he still had the common sense of marching and fighting.

Therefore, Mr. Fu's teaching work has eased a lot of difficulties.

The old man knew from the look of the young apprentice that he didn't want to learn any military courses, he just wanted to know more about the battle between the Qing Dynasty and Junggar.

"It's also a coincidence that my teacher once traveled beyond the Great Wall and happened to pass by Ulan Butong."

Yinyou hurriedly said: "I've been there too, and I've been there too. Last year, when Ama took us on a tour outside the Great Wall, I passed by here."

Mr. Fu glared at him rather dissatisfied: "Then tell me, what are the characteristics of the terrain of this place."

"Eh..." The little guy rolled his eyes, suppressed the embarrassment of ignorance, and pretended to be innocent: "Ah... what is the terrain feature, I don't understand."

Mr. Fu took a sip of tea and said slowly: "If you don't understand, just study hard and don't interrupt."

"Yes!" The little guy sat upright behind the desk, folded his hands in front of his chest, and looked like a good student who listened carefully, "Master, please speak, this disciple must listen carefully!"

Only then did Mr. Fu analyze it carefully with him: "Ulan Butong is Mongolian, you should know this better than your teacher."

Yinyou nodded: "It's just a red hill."

"Yes, anyone could go to this place before, but now it's your royal enclosure. The Paozi River and Harha River flow into the Sarick River from the northwest of Ulan Butong, and then flow north into the Xilamulun River. The southern slope of Ulan Butong Mountain is a cliff that cannot be climbed, and the north is a steep slope that can be climbed, which forms a terrain that is easy to defend and difficult to attack."

"According to my speculation, Galdan will definitely set up camp in the deep forest, leaning against the inevitable steep cliffs. If you attack rashly, you will surely suffer heavy casualties."

There are many place names in his words, mountains, rivers, and directions... Yinyou has been to the place, and he has been there several times, but it still takes time to build a model in his mind and play it. spatial imagination.

But this time is not long. After all, the little guy has a memory beyond ordinary people, and he will not forget the place he has walked once.

"Okay, I see, Master, you can continue to talk."

Mr. Fu picked up the teacup slowly: "Oh, the old man is a little tired, let's stop here today, and talk about the rest tomorrow."

"..."

Yinyou sighed helplessly, his master was already in his eighties, older than his Mama Ukuma, and his energy and physical strength were indeed not comparable to those of young people.

He said he was tired, so let him go back to rest, and talk about it tomorrow, anyway, there is no rush.

As a result, when Mr. Fu came to class on the second day, he had several buckets of sand prepared, and roughly built a sand table model for him in the yard, which was more intuitive and easy to understand and remember.

It was February when the [-] sergeants of the Qing Dynasty went to war, and it was early spring. Kangxi had already arranged everything that should be arranged, and the things that should be arranged have been properly arranged. The rest depends on how his imperial brothers and emperors arrange troops. Formation.

Although it was the first time for these two people to go to the battlefield, they were full of princes. They had received strict military education since they were young, and they were familiar with military books.

His mood also eased a lot from that anxiety.So, he took the whole family to Changchun Garden and listened to the government there.

When he came to Changchun Garden, Yinyou found that after a winter, many previously uninhabited buildings and some garden landscapes have been repaired. The most important thing is that Ama adopted his suggestion and turned many residences Windows were replaced with glass.

There are new vegetables planted in the glass house, which is so green and beautiful.

The orange tree also bore some fruit last year, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent someone to send it to the Forbidden City. After Yinyou tasted it, the sour and astringent ones were not tasty, so he didn't take them to the Palace of Compassion and Ning to honor the Empress Dowager.

The little guy wanted to improve the variety, and when the oranges were sweeter and more delicious, he would give them to Mama Ukuma to taste.

The Empress Dowager was so happy when she heard the news, she took his little hand and said, "I've been looking forward to your oranges for so many years, so you can give me a taste anyway."

"No!" The little guy insisted, "It must be big and sweet before I can eat it for you."

"Okay, okay, listen to you, Mama Ukuma listens to you."

The little guy has grown up now, but he has an idea, and he says what he says.

In the rice field next to it, the fourth elder brother began to sow seeds again, and Yinyou was going to help as usual.

The fourth elder brother was afraid that he would come to help. The tasks that could be done in three hours would take a whole day when he came. .

Fortunately, before the sun went down, the rice and wheat were finally planted.

This time, Si Age plans to increase grain production by improving varieties.When he and Yinyou went to Jifengxuan together, the two brothers were still discussing this matter.

Over the past few years, Brother Si has read a lot of books in this area, and has gained a systematic and in-depth understanding.His younger brother asked, of course he was willing to answer.

"Xiao Qi, what steps do you think farming involves?"

"Sow the seeds, water them, break out the rice grains, dry them and eat them!"

He only participates in these few links every year, so he only knows this.

The fourth elder brother carefully explained to him: "In fact, it is not that simple to grow food. It needs to go through many processes, starting with seed selection, and then raising seedlings, plowing, sowing, fertilizing, weeding, insect control, irrigation, harvesting, and threshing. , drying, storage and water transportation, each mitigation is very important and will determine the yield of food."

The imperial concubine sat aside, listening to the two children chatting about farming, she also found it interesting, so she put down her medical skills and participated in it.

"I think the most important ones should be selection, fertilization, weeding, insect control and irrigation. Xiaosi, are you right?"

The fourth elder brother nodded: "Emiang is right, but every link is very complicated, such as selecting better varieties for cultivation, the relationship between base fertilizer and top dressing, and the importance of roasting the field."

Here, the mother and son are discussing agricultural technology in depth. Although the imperial concubine does not understand, she can give her son some inspiring advice based on ordinary things.

On the other side, Yinyou has been listening silently.Listen and think.After a long time, he finally said, "There is a question I don't understand."

The imperial concubine and the fourth elder brother turned their heads to look at him, and the latter smiled and said, "What did Xiao Qi not understand, I will explain it to you in detail."

Yinyou shook his head: "I mean, I don't understand why we should spend all our energy on farming. If farming can't make people's lives rich, then we should encourage them to engage in other productions, such as going to They sell candied haws, spring rolls, steamed stuffed buns, and other things.”

The fourth elder brother frowned: "Agriculture is the foundation of a country. If the common people go into business for a short-term profit, who will farm? If no one farms, what will everyone eat?"

Yinyou said: "They can go to other places to buy food."

"Where to buy?"

"There must be someone who farms. Encourage business, but not let everyone go into business." Yinyou thought for a while, and then said, "We can also go to other places to buy, Dongyang, Nanyang, or other places. We produce Wouldn’t it be good to sell them something of higher value, and then buy their food back?”

This idea is really bold, and the fourth elder brother was stunned when he heard it: "But...but our ancestors have made great progress from hunting to farming."

"Ancestors hunted, are we satisfied with farming? The Mongols don't want to herd sheep anymore, and want to come to farm, so we should be satisfied if we can keep the chance of farming."

The imperial concubine, who had been silent all this time, glanced at her youngest son: "You discuss it carefully, don't get emotional."

The fourth elder brother just discussed the matter: "Even the Han people, all dynasties have emphasized agriculture and suppressed commerce. The people do not grow food. If there is a large-scale famine or war, do you know what it will mean?"

"Oh!" the little guy was anxious, "Why don't you understand that opening the market for trading does not conflict with farming, and discouraging farming does not mean that there is no food."

"You should also understand that agriculture is the foundation of a country, and no king would encourage his people not to farm the land."

The two brothers couldn't convince each other, and they were about to quarrel. The imperial concubine sat next to her and listened with great interest, and had no intention of persuading the fight at all.

The two argued for a long time but couldn't reach a conclusion, so they both turned their heads to look at the imperial concubine, and Yinyou was the first to ask: "Emiang, tell me, who is more reasonable, my brother or me?"

The imperial concubine poured herself a cup of tea unhurriedly, put it on her lips and took a sip, then slowly wiped off the rouge on the cup with her thumb: "I think you both are right."

"..."

The two brothers were not very satisfied with this gentle way of persuading a fight. Yinyou is a little guy with no city, and he always expresses his emotions straightforwardly. With a small mouth, he turned his head away.

The fourth elder brother smiled and shook his head, feeling that as an elder brother, he should not argue with his younger brother on such a topic, but should guide him patiently.

So, the fourth elder brother picked up the teapot and filled the teacups in front of the three of them: "Xiaoqi just said that we can buy grain from foreigners. But you must know that Ama opened the sea ban and did not allow grain to be sold to foreigners. Those foreigners You are very smart, always thinking about how to earn more from us, how can you sell us food?"

"What's impossible? Since it's trade, everyone gets what they need."

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, both of you, and listen to me."

The imperial concubine had seen enough excitement and understood the views of the two sons, so she came out and said, "Xiao Si, if you have the opportunity, you should go to Jiangnan to see that the handicraft industry mainly based on silk is already quite large. Well, this kind of cooperative production with machine workers is also a way for ordinary people to support their families. We really don’t need to tie everyone to the land. They can create more value for the country if they live a good life.”

Yinzhen nodded calmly: "Emiang is right, because my son has never seen it before, so I don't understand it."

Then the empress and concubine turned her head to look at Yinyou: "Everyone doesn't grow food, but produces something more valuable, and then sells it to foreigners at a high price, and then buys food from them at a low price. Xiaoqi, have you heard of it?" The story of Guan Zhong buying a deer?”

The fourth elder brother laughed as if suddenly realized. In order not to let his younger brother feel that he was making fun of him, he lowered his head and took a sip of tea as a cover-up.

Although Yinyou has read many books and heard many stories, there is always something that he has never heard of, and this is the one that he has never heard of.

He shook his head: "No."

"Little Four, tell him something."

"Qi Huan Gong asked Guan Zhong, Chu is a powerful country with elite soldiers and strong generals, we can't beat it, a Chu country is so troublesome, what should we do in the future? Guan Zhong said that they should buy their deer at a high price. So Qi Huan asked people The border between Qi and Chu bought live deer at high prices."

"The king of Chu heard about this and said to the prime minister, everyone likes money, and deer are just beasts, and there are so many in the state of Chu, and the state of Qi pays a high price for things we don't need. People all over the country are going to catch live deer, so it’s important to make money first.”

Halfway through the story, Yinyou seemed to understand something, and silently lowered his head.

Yinzhen continued: "In order to convince Chu State of this matter, Guan Zhong also said to the official purchaser from Chu State: 'If you can get me twenty live deer, I will reward you with gold. One hundred catties; if you get two hundred heads, you can get a thousand catties of gold. Even if the state of Chu doesn’t tax the people, the money is enough.” So, this incident caused a sensation abroad, whether official or private, men and women, old and young Xiaodu put down his farm work and went up to the mountains to catch deer."

"At this time, Guan Zhong asked the Minister of Qi State to secretly purchase and hoard grain from the people of Chu State. Chu State earned five times more money from selling live deer than usual; Qi State purchased and stockpiled grain surplus by five times more than usual. times."

Yinyou said: "Now Qi State can attack Chu State with peace of mind. Chu State's food has been taken away by Qi State. Food and grass are needed for war. It is impossible to grow food in the field in a short time, so we can only buy it with money. At this time, Qi State only needs to seal the border."

How could he be smart? Before the story was finished, he had already guessed the ending.

"Later, the price of rice in Chu State skyrocketed, and the King of Chu sent people to buy rice everywhere, but they were cut off by Qi State. The refugees from Chu State who fled to Qi State accounted for [-]% of the country's population. Qi State submits."

The imperial concubine patted her son's head: "Taking history as a mirror, food wars do not involve bloodshed. Your brother is right. Agriculture is the foundation of a country. What you two brothers should reach a consensus on is to allow surplus labor to develop industry and commerce after ensuring sufficient food production. "

Yinyou nodded: "I understand." He patted the fourth elder brother on the shoulder again, "Then brother, you should study how to grow more food."

The imperial concubine smiled and asked him: "Then what are you doing?"

The little guy grabbed a piece of mung bean cake and put it in his mouth: "I'm lying down."

"You are only so old, you lay flat so early, don't you want to try harder?"

Yinyou blinked his eyes wide: "What are you trying to do? My brothers have worked hard enough, do I need to work harder?"

Efforts are of course necessary, but the direction of his efforts is different from others.Others are trying to learn what the emperor asked them to learn, or what can please the emperor.

What Yinyou studies hard is what he is interested in. If he wants to study medicine, he can study medicine, if he wants to learn the art of war, he can learn the art of war, various schools of thought, classics and history collections, and strange novels... In fact, there is no idle time every day.

"Master, did you say that they have started fighting now?" There was a drizzle around the Qingming Festival, and I was afraid of getting my clothes wet when I was practicing swords, and I felt lazy and unable to raise my spirits during class.

So, the master and the apprentice, each with a reclining chair, lay on the porch, chatting while listening to the sound of the pattering rain.

"Where is it so fast?"

"It's been two months and you still haven't fought?"

"A general dies in a hundred battles, and a strong man returns after ten years. What is two months?"

Yinyou counted: "If my elder brother comes back after ten years, then his children will be as old as me."

Mr. Fu half-closed his eyes and looked at the rain curtain dripping from the eaves: "A [-]-strong army would have to walk for a long time just to march a thousand miles. In addition, setting up camps, arranging troops, and spying on the military situation... at least it takes several more month."

Yinyou chuckled: "I know, I just want to talk to you, lest you fall asleep."

"..."

The little guy's legs were hanging on the edge of the recliner, swaying leisurely: "It seems that they hit our door, but in fact, this is more beneficial to us, isn't it?"

"How to say?"

"Because the supply line is shorter, it is easier to transport food and grass. Master, you said that Ulan Butong Mountain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there are steep cliffs on one side, which cannot be climbed. Then... can the top of the mountain be cultivated?"

"Grow what?"

"Planting."

Mr. Fu snorted: "You do a lot of farm work, right? The mountains are full of dense forests and swamps, how do you farm?"

But Yinyou said: "If they can't farm the land, what will they eat? Didn't Galdan claim to lead [-] elites personally, and he brought gods with him? No need to eat, just eating wind and drinking dew is enough?"

"If not, then the food we brought will run out. Let's surround the side that can go down the mountain. How long can he last?"

Mr. Fu finally turned his head and looked at him: "You are really a military genius, I hope your uncle understands this truth."

"I understand, how could my uncle not understand?"

"Not always."

This battle is prepared from years ago to next year, from spring to summer.Kangxi also understood that Galdan was more unaffordable than him.

His plan was perfect. In the core area of ​​the empire, he would use the advantages of troops, firearms, and sufficient food and grass to annihilate Galdan in one fell swoop and solve this serious problem forever.

However, the plan is perfect, and he has enough confidence in his Eight Banners elite soldiers, but the actual situation may not be as smooth as he imagined.

In the past 20 years, Galdan has been personally leading the troops in the South and North Wars. Whether it is combat capabilities, soldiers' military literacy, or actual combat experience, they are all richer.

This year's climate is severe and severe drought. Many parts of the country have not seen rain for a long time. Even the several acres of experimental fields planted in the Changchun Garden have not ushered in a bumper harvest like in previous years.

In July, [-] troops arrived one after another, and even Arni's [-] remnants felt that Ulan Butong was joining forces with Fuquan's [-] troops.

The war was about to break out, and at this time, Kangxi made another major decision-he wanted to conquer in person.

He has always been a man of action. Once he made this decision, he was ready to drive immediately.

Yinyou heard that Ama was going to fight outside the Great Wall in person, and the little guy's already suppressed heart began to move again. The two emperor uncles went, and the eldest brother also went. Now even Ama is going. He is good at swordsmanship, Riding and archery is also good, the master praised him as a military genius, so why can't he go?

Of course he can't go, this is not going hunting outside the Great Wall, this is going to fight outside the Great Wall, who goes to fight outside the Great Wall and brings his youngest son with him?

Even if Kangxi agreed to take him with him, the Empress Dowager would not agree, and he was doomed to stay obediently in Changchun Garden to study.

If you don't go, don't go, anyway, Yinyou didn't have much hope.

Yinyou sat in the shade of a tree by the lake to enjoy the shade, the tip of the willow tree rubbed against his head, and the mother duck led a group of ducklings to swim across the lake in a single file.

Suddenly, a person sat down beside Yinyou.

"Seventh brother."

Yinyou turned his head and saw that the person beside him was Baotai, sitting there with downcast eyebrows.He reached out and touched the other person's forehead: "Sunstroke?"

"No."

"Then what happened to you?"

Baotai hesitated for a while before saying, "I'm a little worried about my Ama."

Yinyou asked in surprise, "What are you worried about?"

"You said, he will be all right when he goes out to fight?"

Yinyou patted him on the shoulder: "Of course not, Uncle Huang is a general, as long as he strategizes in his general camp, he doesn't need to fight the enemy himself."

"Really?" Baotai shrugged, "I grew up so big, I didn't even know that I, Amma, could fight and command the army."

Yinyou suddenly put his arms around his shoulder: "Look, take a good look, can your seventh brother fight, can he be a general and command the army?"

Baotai touched his forehead just like he did just now: "Heat stroke?"

"..."

Yinyou blocked his hand, slid down and fell into the lake with a plop.

"Brother Seven!" Baotai stood up anxiously, "What are you doing, get up quickly, this lake is very deep."

With this voice, several eunuchs surrounded him, standing anxiously on the bank and shouting: "Seventh brother, master, master... come up, come up quickly."

Yinyou buried his head in the lake and swam back and forth, put his hands on the shore, and then jumped up and sat on the rock.

The clothes are already soaked, and there are still a few water plants hanging on the body: "It's okay, I just go down to cool off."

"..."

A few days later, news came from the front. The weather was too hot, coupled with overwork, Kangxi fell ill on the way to the outside of the Great Wall. All the ministers who accompanied him were persuading him to return to Luan. , for the time being in the line of nutritional disease outside the Great Wall.

Even the empress dowager wanted to send someone to send a letter, saying that she was frightened day and night, and begged the emperor to postpone the personal conquest and drive back to Luan.

The great battle was imminent, but the emperor fell ill on the way as he was preparing for the imperial conquest, and he was very depressed.At this time, I want to see my son, to relax his restless heart.

So, the order was sent to Changchun Garden, and Prince Xuan, the third elder brother and the seventh elder brother went to the palace to meet him.

Yinyou heard that Ama was ill and wanted to see him, so he immediately changed his clothes and ran to the Douyuan Bookstore to look for the prince. It happened that the third elder brother was also there, and he touched his head with a smile: "The emperor mainly wants to see you. You, the prince and I are going with you."

"It's wrong!" The little guy freed his head from his grasp, "Ama wants to see Brother Prince, and we are going with him."

The camp was too far away, even if the three brothers rode horses day and night, it was already late at night when they came to Kangxi.

The emperor's tent is in the center of the entire camp. At this time, the lights inside are brightly lit, and there are two rows of ministers kneeling outside. The emperor is getting angry inside: "Let the artillery battalion travel day and night to Ulan Butong. Hetun, join General Fuyuan, and anyone who violates the rules will be punished without mercy!"

The voice sounded full of breath, not like a sick person.After a while, the ministers kneeling outside were called into the account.

The three princes stood outside the tent, not knowing whether to follow in or wait outside.

However, after being reported by the guards, the three of them were still called in by Kangxi.

"I have passed on my will to the battalions to move out immediately, do you still want to stand in the way?"

Yisang'a knelt on the ground, pressed his forehead to the ground, and said earnestly: "The emperor is ill, rest for a few days, and it will not be too late to go to the battlefield after the Eucharist recovers."

Kangxi rubbed his forehead and smiled instead of anger: "Galdan has already hit the door of the house, extremely arrogant, and intends to invade the territory of the Qing Dynasty in the south, which is more important than my small illness. A hundred thousand soldiers are fighting with Kardan Erdan is facing off, and tens of thousands of soldiers are here because of me alone, holding back the troops and delaying the military aircraft, who of you can afford it?"

"..."

At this time, someone outside the tent came to report that General Fuyuan had submitted a memorial, and Galdan sent someone to write a letter of war to them, agreeing that the two armies would fight in the morning of the next day.

Yinyou frowned, what's the situation, does the opponent have to go to war if they say they want to go to war?He chooses him to book whatever time and place, so I don't call, just spend time with him.

The monarch and his ministers were in a stalemate for a long time, and no one was willing to give in. If the debate continued, it would be dawn, and there could be no conclusion. Kangxi asked everyone to go back to Yingzhou to rest.

When Yinyou came back to his senses, there were only four of them, father and son, left in the room.

Kangxi sat in the middle of the big tent, rubbing his temples with one hand, with a tired face.

The crown prince and the third elder brother were terrified by the imperial father's scolding just now, they stood aside and did not dare to say anything. The imperial father glanced at them several times, but neither of them responded.

Yinyou ran over in two or three steps, stretched out his hand to touch his Ama's forehead, and said in surprise: "It's so hot!!"

He looked around during the battle, but he couldn't find a towel and washbasin, so he hurriedly asked the guards waiting outside the tent to fetch a basin of water.

I thought in my heart that if he had a fever like this, he would have been unable to get up from the sugar bed long ago, and Ama could still swear at others for so long.

Only then did the prince and the third elder brother come to their senses, and one after another stepped forward to care about the condition of the emperor's father.

Kangxi was quite dissatisfied with their reaction, so he raised his eyelids and glared at them.

Let you come to visit the sick, but you two are here in a daze.

Yinyou was worried, and took his Ama's hand: "Hurry up, lie down and lie down." Then twisted a wet towel and applied it to his forehead, and stroked his chest twice with his little hand: "Ama, don't be angry , so that the disease can recover faster."

At this time, the prince also walked to the emperor's side, and squatted down to hold the emperor's hand.

Kangxi was not only angry or dissatisfied with the prince's performance, he pulled his hand out, which made the prince very embarrassed.

Yinyou glanced at their hands, then looked at Ama's expression, then pulled Ama's hand back and forced it into the prince's hand: "I heard that you are sick, we have been riding for a long time The horse just came here, you see, we usually have to walk for several days to get here, because we are worried about your health, we arrived here in one day today."

"..."

Seeing that Ama didn't speak and didn't take out his hand again, Yinyou said tentatively: "We haven't even eaten all day."

"Alas..." Kangxi sighed, the little guy made such a mess, he also felt that his anger towards the prince and the third elder brother just now was unreasonable.

He was in a hurry, not only was Galdan arrogant, but there was also Tsarist Russia behind him, who encouraged Galdan to attack the Qing Dynasty, and at the same time pretended to negotiate with them, pretending to be a neutral party.

And more importantly, following the barracks all the way, he found that many conveniences were not what he imagined.

Maybe it was because the weather was too hot. He suffered from heatstroke. The fever kept coming back and forth, his whole body was weak and weak, and he couldn't calm down and rest because he was pretending to be fighting in his heart.

It is impossible for the ministers to let him go to the front line with his appearance, and he himself is unwilling to return to the capital, so there is such a stalemate.

It's too late, it's already past Yinyou's usual bedtime.After seeing the emperor's father, he really couldn't hold it anymore. Seeing him standing by his side, Kangxi's eyelids were fighting.

Kangxi patted his little face: "Go down and rest."

The little guy put his head on his Ama's shoulder: "No, I'll stay here with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, his breathing gradually became even, and he even snored slightly. It seemed that he was really exhausted from the rush today.

Kangxi called them all the way from the capital, just to have a look at them, to take a look, as if the restless mood could be calmed down.

After all, there was going to be a war ahead, and he didn't want his sons to stay so close to the battlefield. In the morning, he would let the guards escort them back to the palace to stay.

In the end, Yinyou was still carried by the crown prince to a nearby tent to rest.The conditions in the barracks could only be like this, and the three brothers had nothing to choose, so they could only sleep together for one night.

But it's midsummer at this time, so don't worry about catching a cold or something.

Yinyou was really exhausted, and it was true that he stayed up too late. When he woke up the next morning, he found that it was getting cold.

He came to Kangxi's big tent to pay his respects to the emperor's father, and ran over to touch Ama's forehead, and found that the fever seemed to have subsided.

Kangxi was talking to the crown prince about the court affairs, when General Fuyuan sent a memorial from the front again.

Galdan's command tent was set up on the top of Ulan Butong Peak, while General Fuyuan had no choice but to set up camp at the Tuligen River at the foot of the mountain. Stacks of boxes are added on top, covered with wet felt, and arranged in a circle to form a temporary city.

Although Fuquan had never seen such a formation, they had enough Hongyi cannons and mother-child cannons to bombard Galdan's army across the mountain.

According to the memorial, the elder brother, as the lieutenant general, volunteered to take the initiative to lead troops to attack in a roundabout way.

Yinyou raised his head when he heard the elder brother's name, but at this time his sword spirit jumped out and said: "I can't beat it, the enemy army is well-trained, this is to lure the enemy deep, your elder brother probably has no way to go." He will either be captured by the enemy, or... it will take a while for the memorial to arrive, maybe he has already gone."

When Yinyou heard this, there was a "buzz" in his head. His sister-in-law was still pregnant, so she couldn't let the child lose Ama after she was born.

Kangxi was also greatly shocked by the contents of the memorial, did Fuquan eat the guts of a bear?How dare he let his eldest prince lead the army to fight?

Of course Fuquan didn't dare, but the elder brother believed that he was skilled in martial arts, familiar with military books, and had a certain research on firearms, so he would definitely be able to complete this roundabout mission.

Although Kangxi was anxious, he couldn't send someone to call back his elder brother in front of the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, whether it was Fuquan, Changning, Yinti, Prince Jian Yabu, Prince Xinjun Eza... As members of the clan and royal family, they protect their own country. If they don't take the lead, how can they expect the people below to work hard?

Yinyou took a look inside the war room and found a bow hanging on the wall, and a quiver next to it, with dozens of arrows in it.

Just when everyone was wondering what to do about the elder brother's affairs, he suddenly ran over, took off the bow and arrow and the quiver and carried it on his shoulders, and then rushed out of the big tent.

"!!!"

Before everyone realized what was going on, Yinyou had already run in front of his white horse. His figure and movements were not comparable to that of ordinary soldiers or guards.

When everyone arrived, he had already rushed out of the barracks.

Kangxi anxiously shouted behind him: "Xiaoqi, Yinyou! Come back to me!"

The child has grown so big that the old father has never called him by his name. This time he was really anxious.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and chase him back, hurry up, hurry up!" He had a fever last night and was sweating profusely this morning. His body was already weak, and this shout seemed to exhaust him With all his strength, he staggered two steps back and nearly fell, but the prince and third elder brother on the side supported him.

"You can't even stop a child, so what's the use of you? If there's anything wrong with him, you can come and see him!"

Yinyou had already ridden on a horse so that no one could be seen.

The place where the army led by the emperor camped was tens of miles away from the front line. Yinyou followed Ama to the outside of the Great Wall several times in these years. He was not familiar with this place, but he was not unfamiliar with it. He still knew the general direction.

However, he still had to rely on the little sword spirit to find the way for him.

"Eh..." The little sword spirit is an invisible spirit body, it is very convenient to go anywhere and come back, go around the front and come back, and bring back new news to Yinyou, "Your elder brother doesn't seem to lead the army to fight, Someone else is fighting."

Yinyou asked: "Who is it?"

He could already see General Fuyuan's camp in front of him, with the hard drives of tens of thousands of people, stretching for tens of miles, it was magnificent.

"It's your... your Ama's uncle, your mother's uncle, what should you call him?"

Yinyou said a name: "Tong Guogang?"

"It's not your elder brother who died, you can go back."

"You mean he's going to die?"

Little Sword Spirit said with certainty: "Yes!"

Yinyou shouted: "Lead the way!"

Following the guidance of the little sword spirit, he soon came to the north of Ulan Butong. The sound of the cannon came from afar. This is the mother and child cannon invented by Dai Zi. It is easy to carry, good at field battles, powerful and high-speed.

Yinyou hid himself in the dense forest and watched from a distance.With the little sword spirit around, he doesn't have to worry about his own safety, and the little sword spirit will remind him of any movement around him.

At this time, he had already spotted Tong Guogang's figure, who was wearing an armor inlaid with a yellow flag.

The little sword spirit suddenly said: "This kind of armor may be able to prevent loss, but the opponent's cavalry does not only have bow cavalry and sword cavalry."

"I know, they bought a lot of muskets from the Russians, and you see a lot of cavalry with muskets."

Yinyou took down the bow from his back and shook it in his hand before realizing: "This bow is so heavy, can a frail little cutie like me pull it apart?"

"Are you kidding me, you are the ancient god of war..." Little Sword Spirit gritted his teeth, "I really can't pull it off, let's go back."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of piercing through the air, and the next moment, the arrow from the string pierced the wrist of a Junggar soldier holding a gun at a distance of Baibu.The man was aiming his gun at the general of the Qing army, and he was so excited because he was about to make a great contribution. Who knew that an arrow flew out from nowhere in the next second, and shot from his wrist bone.