[Comprehensive Qiong Yao+Red Mansion] History is turning a corner

After passing through the palace gates, the Hall of Mental Cultivation appeared in front of Yong Jue.

After a slight pause, he took a deep breath, and started to try to figure out the holy will for the first time in his life.

Qianlong was approving the memorial, Gao Wuyong was waiting in front of the hall, he raised his head inadvertently, and when he saw Yongjue walking towards this side, he greeted him with a kind smile: "My slave, send my regards to elder brother Yongjue."

"Gao Wenda, please get up quickly," Yong Jue stepped forward to help him up, the King of Hades is easy to see, but the little devil is hard to deal with, 16 years of life in the palace taught him never to underestimate anyone, Yong Jue said with a simple and honest smile, " May I ask Wenda, Khan Ama is free, and Yong Jue has something to see, please pass it on to Wenda."

Gao Wuyong feels good about this elder brother, and he treats people generously. Seeing that eunuchs like them neither despise nor sympathize, it is much better than the fifth elder brother and his two companions who catch rainwater with their nostrils, so he quickly laughed Said: "Brother Yongjue, please wait a moment."

Gao Wuyong walked in and came out after a while, opened the door for Yong Jue, bowed and extended his hand: "Brother Yong Jue, please come in."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." When Yong Jue walked past Gao Wuyong, a purse silently fell into his hand.

"My son respectfully invites Khan Ama Wanfu Jinan." Yong Jue said in a thousand voices.

"Get up," Qianlong waved his hand, and glanced curiously at his adopted son who hardly ever came here, "Do you have something to see me?"

"I have something to do with my son... I want to ask Han Ama for permission." Yong Jue has always been carefree in front of the emperor and can't hide his words.

Qianlong raised his eyebrows: "Speak."

Yong Jue said with a foolish smile, "My son wants to challenge Khan Ama."

Qianlong's eyes turned cold, and he looked at him with fear, and asked suspiciously, "Who told you there was a war?"

Yong Jue replied straightforwardly: "Khan Ama met the group of Amursana who came to vote at the beginning of the month, and the masters of the Shangshufang also taught his son. Since the reign of Kangxi, Zhungeer has had wolf ambitions and coveted the land of the Central Plains. It has always been a confidant of the Qing Dynasty to survive a hundred beatings. A few years ago, during the civil strife in Zhungeer, Khan Ama would not confer the title of Amursana for no reason. His son felt that Khan Ama wanted to use Amursana to target Zhuanger Familiar with them, wipe them out completely."

Qianlong smiled happily, took a sip from his teacup: "Oh, you are smart."

Any other prince would have trembled at the emperor's suspicion, but Yong Jue didn't. He looked at Qianlong calmly and said, "Khan Ama knows that his son is not good at reading, so he likes bowing horses, riding and shooting, and he has no skills. I just hope Can do a little bit for the Qing Dynasty and Aixinjueluo's eternal rule."

Qianlong glanced at him, but said nothing.

Yong Jue continued: "Of course, my son also has selfish intentions. My son has always felt uneasy. I am a big Qing Dynasty. Chaoshang Kingdom, sitting on all corners of the country, has been harassed by a little Zhungeer for years, so I can't be peaceful. For this reason, I don't know. How many noble aunts and grandmas of the Aixinjueluo family passed away early, and my son felt that the Qing soldiers were as strong as clouds, but Zhungeer was too cunning and took advantage of the geographical advantage to survive a hundred battles. If there is a chance, I will definitely take Dawaqi's head and let the Aixinjueluo family's aunts vent their anger!"

These words touched Qianlong's heart. From Huang Taiji to the present, many princesses have married far away with tears in their eyes. He can only meet once, if it wasn't for the sake of winning over the Mongolian ministries, how could he be willing to marry his beautiful and beautiful girl so far away!

Yong Jue has been secretly looking at Qianlong's face. Qianlong was very unwilling to marry him and the only daughter of Empress Xiaoxian. He was happy, and then aroused the emperor's anger: "So my son has been thinking, let's forget about the old one. At least we can't let our aunts go to the grassland to be wronged in the future, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, who knows if those rude Mongolian men will bully the princess in their own territory?"

Thinking of the muscular physique and rough temper of Mongolian men, Qianlong couldn't help thinking of many small theaters. The more he thought about it, the more angry he slammed the table and knocked down the teacup: "Who gave them the guts to bully my daughter?"

There is a show, and it's almost there!

Yong Jue took a step forward and raised his voice and said: "Khan Ama Mingjian, as long as we wipe out Zhungeer in the Qing Dynasty and convince those Mongolian princes, they will beg the Qing Dynasty in the future, and we will not marry our aunts over there. Let them know how powerful the Qing cavalry is!"

Destroying Zhungeer... Qianlong was very excited. This was a great undertaking that he failed to accomplish even in Huangmafa and Huangkao. If he won, Emperor Qianlong would be the eternal king written in capitals and close-ups in the history books!

At this time, Qianlong looked at Yong Jue without the previous suspicion, and patted his adopted son on the shoulder affectionately: "Good boy!"

Yong Jue strikes while the iron is hot: "Khan Ama, although my son is not good at reading, he is not bad at martial arts. Please Khan Amaen allow his son to go to the army for training."

Qianlong opened his mouth and was about to agree, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, he calmed down and refused, "No, you are too young, I don't worry about it, you should study hard."

Damn it, why is he so smart right now!Yong Jue cursed secretly in his heart, and said eagerly: "Ama Khan, you know that your son is not good at reading, so this is the only thing he can do well. My son just wants to practice and won't cause trouble for the generals."

Qianlong still hesitated and did not agree.

Yong Jue gritted his teeth, resolutely said, "My son knows that Khan Ama is worried that his son will spoil the big event by being reckless. My son is willing to start as a soldier and not to be taken care of by the generals. He only wants to kill the enemy and defend the country in the last battle."

I really can't bear to let the child not be caught by the wolf...

As if moved by Yong Jue's sincerity, Qianlong pondered for a while, and finally nodded in agreement: "Okay, as you wish, I allow you to experience some experience, but you can't reveal your identity, you have to remember, the sword in the army is ruthless , take care of yourself."

Yong Jue was overjoyed, and fell to his knees with a puff: "Thank you Khan Ama, my son must kill a few more enemy soldiers."

"Then your new identity..." Qianlong pondered for a while, "Your name is Wu Zaku Yingxian, a distant relative of Wushitu in Shengjing. I hope you will work hard and do something good.”

"My son will live up to Khan Ama's hope!" Yong Jue knelt down and kowtowed again.

Qianlong helped him up, and earnestly told him: "I don't want you to be criticized by relying on your status as a prince. Remember, the real ability is the one who works hard by himself!"

"Son understands!" Yong Jue's eyes were shining brightly, and he roared like a rainbow.

Walking out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he turned his head slightly, the bright sunlight in the afternoon shone on the glazed tiles, it was dazzling, but it made people feel cold all over.

This is the emperor, this is the one who raised him, his nominal Ama!

Qianlong sat silently in front of the imperial case, dipping the amber liquid with a teacup lid, his eyes were unpredictable.

He felt a little guilty for plotting against this simple and honest child, but he never regretted it.

The emperors are very superstitious, they always think that they are the children of the heavens, and they are ordered by the heavens, but none of the emperors in the Qing Dynasty was born on February [-]!

The bigger Yongjue is, the more uneasy he is. This child is so lucky that he survived smallpox. After all the hardships are over, will all the hardships be rewarded in the future?

Did God treat this child differently?

The most suspicious emperor in the Qing Dynasty couldn't help thinking about these things, until he found out that he was honest and honest, and he couldn't study well, so he let go of his worries a little bit.

I still remember that Huang Kaochang taught him that "Heaven will send a great mission to a man, and he must first suffer his will, work his muscles and bones, starve his body, and empty his body." Qianlong slowly leaned back on the chair and secretly made up his mind that if Yong Jue If you can still keep your heart when you come back from this expedition, you can withdraw the sticky sticks left by his side.

"Wu Shulai~" Qianlong suddenly said.

"The slave is here." An inconspicuous figure in the shadows bowed and answered.

"What do you think of Yong Jue?"

Wu Shu came to think about it, and replied: "Brother Yongjue is simple and honest, and he only cares about the emperor, so he must be a pure and good person."

Qianlong nodded, full of emotion: "Yes, in a blink of an eye..." He paused for a moment, and continued, "You should be seventeen, next year's draft show him a good one."

He changed his mind, the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, and Yong Jue joined the army as an ordinary bannerman. It is still unknown whether he can come back alive. The more he thinks about it, the more he feels a little guilty. He should ask this child to stay behind, just in case... It's a good ending.

"Bring me the list of showgirls who left the card last time." Qianlong ordered.

His slender fingers slid across the pages, and finally stopped at a certain line. He pondered for a while, and said, "Wu Shulai, draw up an order."

After returning to Elder Brother’s house, he was caught out before he could take a few breaths. Hajilan, who was annoyed that he was going to go out as an ordinary bannerman, taught him a lesson for half an hour, and finally coaxed him to prepare dinner. Wu Shulai brought the imperial decree arrive.

"Special order, I obey the order of the Empress Dowager, the daughter of the former Taichang Temple Qing Lin Ziyu was born to a famous family, Zhong Xianghua, gentle and gentle, and I am specially bestowed on my dear son, Fang Fujin, who gets married on the fifth day of the first lunar month. This is my honor."

Including the mansion and money farm shop, there are all kinds of rewards.

After stuffing a pearl to send Wu Shulai away, and rewarding people with an additional month's money, Yong Jue is still a little bit overwhelmed, so this is a marriage?

Hajilan has been in the deep palace all year round, and she doesn't know much about the previous affairs, so she couldn't help but asked in doubt: "Master Bei, who is this Lord Lin?"

Yong Jue replied: "Master Lin's name is Ziyu, a man with a white banner inlaid in the Han army, he was the number one scholar in the tenth year of Yongzheng, and he was the third-rank official of Taichang Temple, and he has passed away."

"Ah?" Hajilan was dumbfounded, how could the emperor be so unreliable, and even point out a lost woman as the elder brother's side Fujin?

Yong Jue said lightly: "Master Lin has a son who has a previous record, and now he is the censor of Youqian Capital, and he is the fourth rank. It is okay to point out his sister to the master. Let someone prepare. The day is hurrying. Get married in a month, and the master should move out of the palace in two days."

The censor of Qiandu was formerly known as the doctor of Lantai Temple, and with that familiar sentence of "Tanhua with a deadly criminal record..." Hajilan took a deep breath, and asked tremblingly: "Then what is the name of our brother Fujin?"

Yong Jue frowned and thought for a while, then answered uncertainly: "Lin... Ruo Ze? By the way, Lin Ruhai!"

"Pfft..." Hajilan, who took a sip of herbal tea to calm down, sprayed all of it.

What the hell, Lin Ruhai?

Master Bei, you are indeed the hero!

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In the next chapter, marrying a daughter-in-law, the No. [-] shou thick line will be jealous, hehe O(∩_∩)O～