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

Time slipped away day by day, and soon it was the end of June, and the autumn festival was about to be held. The male creatures were all looking forward to this passionate carnival, eager to try it.

Last time Qiu Xi married two princesses, although they were not very favored, but everyone could see that the two foreheads were reused.

Today's favorite Da Gege is 12 years old, it's time to see him!

However, it seems that now is not the time to think about Qiu Xi.

Hajilan was attracted by the movement outside, and saw the scene where Ali Gun, Minister of the Ministry of War, and Liu Shun, the head of the Qianqing Palace, looked at each other, and couldn't help asking in doubt: "What happened?"

Ali Gun hurriedly explained: "The servant has an emergency military face, but I can't find the Long Live Lord anywhere!"

what?

Hajilan was puzzled, wasn't she still taking a nap in Dongnuange just now?

"Nobody saw the guards?"

Liu Shun shook his head with a bitter face.

Hajilan, who was about to ask Sticky to find someone, had an idea, she knew where Yong Jue was.

June 27, today is Fucha Mingrui's birthday.

Sure enough, Hajilan found the man squatting on the ground, hugging his knees and buried his head in silence in the rockery next to Shang's study.

"Your Majesty?" she called out tentatively.

no respond.

Hearing a faint sob, Hajilan knelt beside him, stretched her arms around the other's shoulders, shook them vigorously, and said in a very relaxed tone: "Yongjue, my little elder brother, today's moon is curved and thin , there are two very bright stars next to it, do you look like a smiling face?"

"It's not like." Without looking up, Yong Jue said sullenly.

Hajilan sighed, "Yongjue, don't be like this, Mingrui has already left, you have to look forward."

"There is no Junting in front."

"But in front of you is the country of the Qing Dynasty, and your courtiers and children!" The voice suddenly became serious, and Hajilan forced him to face herself. She was about to reprimand her, but suddenly her throat was choked, and her palm was crushed. Something got wet.

"you……"

Aixinjueluo Yongjue, 27 years old, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, was cold-blooded and cruel, but now he was crying like a child.

"I'm dreaming," Yong Jue said with trembling lips, "Yun Ting walked in front of me, walking faster and further away, no matter how I called him, he refused to turn back, I just wanted to take another look at him ,But……"

The heroic emperor leaned on Hajilan's shoulder, "He doesn't want me anymore, he doesn't want me anymore!"

Hugging him tightly, patting his back lightly, Hajilan pinched his sore nose: "That's a nightmare, how could he not want you?"

After taking a few deep breaths, she continued to comfort, "Ali Gon is looking for you. There is an urgent military situation. I guess it has something to do with the Raksha Kingdom. Yongjue, you said before that Mingrui is a lover and I am a family member. Can you Can't look forward for your family and yourself?"

In the small space in the rockery, her voice echoed faintly: "You will be annoyed if you talk too much, and the last sentence, you are an emperor, the prosperity and decline of the world is only in your thought."

After a long silence, Yong Jue asked in a nasal voice, "Will you also take a step ahead and leave me?"

"No!" Hajilan solemnly promised, "I can grow up with you, accompany you to the dragon chair, and accompany you to the end, as long as you don't think an old woman's ramblings are annoying."

"Pull the hook."

Seeing someone's natural expression, Hajilan couldn't laugh or cry, and scratched his nose with his index finger: "My Emperor, how old are you this year?"

Yong Jue stretched out his little finger, and said calmly: "You don't know my age?"

Hajilan sighed helplessly: "Yes, yes, of course I know, in my heart, you will always be four years old."

Two slender little fingers hooked together.

Finally got His Majesty the Emperor, who was suddenly promoted to a sophomore in junior high school, back on track, Hajilan breathed a sigh of relief.

The military situation that made Ali Gun anxious to enter the palace overnight was also dealt with. Although the Raksha Kingdom dispatched elite troops, they had not yet come out in full force. The son-in-law, Buteng Balezhuer, was the deputy general, and Zhalantai and Qinggui were the left and right vanguards, leading the elite of the Eight Banners of Manchuria and Mongolia to fight against it.

After Hai Lancha's expedition, Yong Jue not only didn't relax, but became inexplicably worried. In the past, Raksha country's invasions were at most harassing the border to grab food in the deep winter, but this year it sent troops against the Qing Dynasty strangely?

"Balu," he called.

A dark figure stood silently in the corner.

"Go and check the recent movements of all the civil and military officials above the seventh rank in the capital, the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the clan, including the female relatives, and don't relax in the grasslands and Jiangnan."

"Yes."

Just when Hai Lancha was leading many elite soldiers to the grassland, a fierce quarrel erupted in an inconspicuous small village on the outskirts of Beijing.

"He is willing to let us go, so we can live in peace, okay?" A mild-mannered young man in his twenties looked at the boy opposite him, deeply regretting himself for alienating him in order to avoid suspicion.

"What nonsense are you talking about? That is the throne that should belong to us! He Aixinjue Luo Yongjue usurped the throne by murdering his father, yet you can bear it?" the young man retorted plausibly.

"The revenge of killing my father, how can I bear it?" The young man said with a pale face, "But he has been on the throne for three years, and the throne is stable, so even if you are entangled in manpower, so what, can you ask this country to change masters?"

"Using the throne is just a plan, even if it doesn't work out, I'll make him hurt!" Seeing that he wanted to persuade him, the young man flicked his sleeves, "Okay, don't worry about it, we've already discussed a countermeasure. The custody told him to go and never return."

"Yong..." The young man had no time to stretch out his hand, and the young man had already left.

The young man squatted on the ground with his head in his arms. The instinct to protect himself and the responsibility to protect the other made him in a dilemma. He growled in pain, "How did this happen? How did I get to this point? Er Niang, what should I do? Er Niang, you Teach your son!!"

Yu Jia was ready, and the day before his departure, Yong Jue was critiquing papers, Liu Shun stumbled in and knelt down with a plop: "Your Majesty, the front line is [-] miles, hurry up!"

"Present." Yong Jue's heart sank.

Liu Shun tremblingly handed over a black brochure with pinched gold thread.

As soon as Yongjue opened it, he was dumbfounded. The pain from his nails piercing into his flesh brought him back to his senses, and he pretended to be calm and ordered: "Prince Zhao Jian, Er Rongan, Ali Gun enters the palace, and asks Hajilan to come right away. go!"

When Hajilan arrived, she saw that the emperor, who was supposed to be diligent, was wearing a plain uniform and looked like he was about to go out. Hong Chang and two courtiers knelt on the ground and gave her eager winks.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" Hajilan was puzzled.

Yong Jue handed the folder to her with a stiff face.

Hajilan looked at ten lines at a glance, and was so frightened that he was almost thrown out. The Qing army sneaked into the Rakshasa spies, poisoned the water, and took advantage of the chaos to sneak attack. Hai Lancha and his soldiers lost contact with the large army!

"This?!" She widened her eyes. It's impossible. The last time something happened to Mingrui, the sticky pole checked the expedition from the generals to the hot soldiers, and even the identities of the military prostitutes. It is absolutely impossible. It's going to go wrong.

"I'm not trying to reprimand you, it's meaningless to pursue responsibility now," Yong Jue said blankly, "I've already written the imperial decree, during the period of my imperial conquest, the elder brother supervises the country, Prince Jian, E Rong'an , Ali Gun assists the government, you take the sticky stick to look after the capital, and wait for me to come back."

After all, go straight out.

Hajilan stopped the emperor with a blaze of fire in her eyes, and questioned him: "The imperial conquest? Waiting for you to come back?" Seeing the indifferent expression on the other side's face, she became even more angry. He yelled in a high voice, "Do you fucking have a brain?"

A silence.

Everyone in the Qianqing Palace kneeled down.

Yong Jue stared at her: "Hai Lancha is missing, I don't want to lose the second one."

"Everyone go out," Hajilan glanced around, and waited patiently for everyone to leave before asking bitterly, "And then? Then you plan to lose your life and go to the battlefield? What about Qing Dynasty? What about Jiangshan How old is Erhe, can he suppress those powerful officials? Have you forgotten everything you promised Zhu He?"

Hakilan growled more and more angry, her face flushed red.

Yong Jue lowered his head and asked back: "Then I'll just watch Hai Lancha die? And regret it for the rest of my life? Didn't you say to let me see my feelings clearly?"

"Then I didn't tell you to die!" Hajilan yelled, "Back then there was Fu Heng in Myanmar, can it be the same as Rakshasa? Now there are no leaders over there, and you are a living target!"

Unable to tell her, Yong Jue frowned, pushed her hand away and wanted to leave.

Hajilan was furious, blood rushed into her brain, she pulled her hands, kicked her feet, turned around and put her back hard——

boom!

The standard was like a textbook fall over the shoulder, and His Majesty hit the ground firmly.

Hajilan panted heavily: "Are you awake?"

Yong Jue nodded, facing the gorgeous patterns on the beams of the Qianqing Palace, his eyes were empty: "Decree, Shu Hede will lead the reinforcements of the five thousand cavalry battalion, and I will send you an order. If you can't find Hai Lancha, Shu Hede will be the leader." General, kill the enemy at all costs, if you can invade the Raksha Kingdom, I will reward you a lot. In addition, take my chasing snow and give it to Hai Lancha as a mount."

Chasing Snow was a congratulatory gift from the Chechen army when Yongjue ascended the throne. It was a snow-white horse without a trace of variegation. This horse was born with only long hair around its neck. It was like a lion and could travel thousands of miles a day. It also emits silver light, so it is called the Jade Lion of Zhaoye.

"Abiding by the decree." Ali Gun outside the door burst into tears as if he had been pardoned. If it wasn't for the brave and invincible Sister Bi who knocked down the emperor, Ali Gun would be a sinner through the ages QAQ Mother Bi, I will never say you are too old Not worthy of His Majesty! (Hajilan: Go away...)

Yong Jue sat up slowly, looking out the window: "He said he would be my general forever, so I think he will definitely survive, right, Hai Lancha?"

The hunting was held as scheduled, of course, there were other movements in the dark.

"Yongjue has finally set off, hmph, Hai Lancha is nothing more than that in his heart."

"What are you in a hurry?"

"Not in a hurry? How can I not be in a hurry? It's because of him that my wife and the child in her belly will die in peace! I wish I could eat his flesh, drink his blood, and let everyone in the world know that he murdered his father and usurped the throne!"

The fighting on the chessboard was still fierce, but anyone who knew chess could clearly see that under the heavy siege, the black dragon couldn't last long.

The author has something to say:

With a loud roar, Ah Fei is back!Although he was still coughing like a dog... well, it was not easy, the temperature just dropped, and he was dead depressed.

Resume update,... φ(0￣*) 啦啦啦＿φ(*￣0￣)>

It’s easier these days, don’t even think about daily updates, but every other day is still possible, I’m going to work hard, eh!

There is another update tomorrow.

ps: Recently, the style of writing will be heavy, pay attention