"Do you two beloved ministers think there is something wrong, huh?"

Hongqing waited for a while and saw that Zhang and the others had no intention of talking to each other. Although their faces were calm, the tone of questioning was obviously full of displeasure.

"Your Majesty clearly understands that early this morning, Prince Yong's mansion sent someone to send a document to report his illness, saying that Prince Yong was seriously ill and could not be in charge of the director. This chapter is here, please read it."

When Hongqing's tone was wrong, Zhang Tingyu didn't dare to remain silent anymore. He hurriedly stood up, took out the note from his wide sleeve with a slightly bitter expression, held it in both hands, raised it high above his head, walked a small step to the copy, and gently placed the note on a corner of the copy.

"Hmph! Playing with me like this, hey, do you really think I dare not move? Crazy!"

After hearing what Zhang Tingyu said, Hongqing was stunned, but soon came back to her senses. The anger in her heart suddenly surged up. She didn't read the leave note. She slapped the dragon's desk and scolded her voice and expression.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, your Majesty!"

When Hongqing got angry, Fang and Zhang couldn't hold on. They all hurriedly fell to the ground and said ease.

"Forget it, this matter has nothing to do with you, and I'll sit down and discuss it."

Hongqing was angry when she was angry, but she was definitely not venting her anger on others. Naturally, she would not vent her anger on the two loyal old ministers. But seeing that she took a deep breath, she had forced herself to suppress the fluctuations in her mood. She urged her to take action and screamed.

"Your Majesty's wiseness."

At this moment, Hongqing finally calmed down. Fang and Zhang all relaxed their tense hearts, and they were not far away. It was probably because the Fourth Master's power in the court and the opposition was too large. Although Hongqing has cut off his followers many times over the past year, it was just a bit cut off some of the details. If he hurt the Fourth Master's foundation, it was obviously not that level. If Hongqing acted recklessly and took down the Fourth Master without any reason to take action, it would definitely cause chaos in the court and the opposition. At this time when the war was about to begin, it was obviously inappropriate.

"I, the fourth uncle, have always been able to tolerate it, but he is not sloppy in his actions. Look, I set aside and set aside. He is planning to hijack me again. He is really planning to do so. Let's talk about it, how should this be handled?"

Hongqing also knew what Fang and Zhang were worried about. Originally, Hongqing planned to start with the Ministry of Revenue and find a way to stuff the Fourth Master into the condom. As long as the crime is serious enough, there is no need to worry about not being able to take it down legitimately. However, he never thought that before the plan had begun, the Fourth Master had a trick to get sick. Obviously, under such circumstances, the original plan was hard to perform. Strictly speaking, it was not impossible. It was just that the chaos caused would not be small. After all, the prince was attacked without guilt. No matter when the plan was started, it was a political taboo, let alone the war was about to begin.

"Your Majesty clearly understands that the old minister thinks that no matter how cunning the fox is, it is definitely not a match for the hunter. When he heard that when poisonous snakes defend, he always likes to form a ball to protect their fragile seven inches. At this time, he will often be easily bitten by snakes. Experienced snake catchers never forcefully attack, but a shot will cause the poisonous snake to spit out and rush to the point where it is exposed. It is not difficult to capture it."

Zhang Tingyu is a practical expert. He is not very good at planning, so he dare not express his opinions randomly on this matter. However, Fang Bao is very knowledgeable about this. Although he has never clearly explained the specific strategy, he has already clearly explained the truth in the metaphor.

"Well..., let's do it first. I'm tired, so please go all out."

With Hongqing's IQ, he naturally would not be unable to hear the true meaning that Fang Bao wanted to suggest. However, he did not rush to express his opinion. Instead, he frowned and thought for a while, then waved his hand and issued an order to expel the guest.

"Your Majesty is wise, I will leave."

After Hongqing's golden mouth opened, Fang and Zhang naturally did not dare to postpone it anymore. They hurriedly bowed and then withdrew from the Palace of Yangxin.

"Come!"

Hongqing ignored Fang and Zhang and the others' departure, but sat upright on the dragon bed with slightly closed eyes, thinking about it for a long time, and then he raised his tone and shouted.

"I'm here."

After hearing the noise, Li Dequan, who had been waiting outside the hall for a long time, dared not neglect it. He hurriedly walked into the hall, quickly grabbed the imperial front, bowed, and responded respectfully.

"Go and pass on my order. I will send someone to Prince Yong's mansion to treat the fourth uncle for a long time."

Hongqing glanced at Li Dequan, without saying much, and issued an order directly.

"twitter!"

Li Dequan was not sure about the Fourth Master's illness. When he heard Hongqing's instructions, he couldn't help but feel suspicious. However, Li Dequan did not dare to ask randomly, so he just responded respectfully and withdrew from the Palace of Yangxin and arranged relevant matters without mentioning them...

On June 27, the third year of Renhe, the imperial edict issued, and announced the world that it was a clear edict, condemning the atrocities of the Russian Empire's invasion of the Qing vassal states, and formally formed two major camps, Xijin and North. The commander of the Westward Band, Yue Zhongqi, was the head of the Westward Band, and led the First Division of the First Army, the Sixth and Seventh Army, and the Yili Border Defense Army in Tashan. The total force was more than 225,000. (The Sixth and Seventh Army each had about 85,000 troops, and the Tashan army actually had 45,000 troops). The Northward Band, Keluntai, was commanded by the Third Army, and led the Third Army, 88,000 troops and the border defense army stationed in Heilongjiang, with a total force of about 120,000 troops.

On July 1, 2011, the third year of Renhe, Yue Zhongqi led the First Division of the First Army to march at the military parade and swore to go to the expedition. The emperor personally took the imperial examination to inspect the soldiers who went out, and gave them military flags and sealed letters. Hundreds of thousands of people in the capital crossed the road to send out the soldiers who went out. The whole country was unanimously optimistic about the situation before the battle. In the "Capital Times", countless literati and poets recited poems and sang praises for the attack of the expeditionary army.

"Ama, he's here."

On the occasion of national celebration, everyone seemed to be excited. Even the Fourth Master, who had always been cold-faced and cold-hearted, rarely showed a few smiles that were better than crying. He was in the study room of the inner courtyard outside the city and talked nonsense with Wu Sidao. When he was talking in a strong manner, Hongli hurriedly turned out from behind the screen, walked a few big steps to the Fourth Master, bowed, and carefully reported.

"Yeah, pass it."

Although Hongli did not explain the identity of the visitor, the Fourth Master obviously knew it very well and did not ask the truth. He even did not hesitate, so he waved his hand and issued an order.

"yes."

Hearing the Fourth Master's order, Hongli did not dare to delay it. He responded respectfully and hurriedly left the study. Soon after, he had already accompanied a fifty-year-old man dressed as a servant in the palace and walked in from outside.

"Immortal Heavenly Lord, I have seen the prince."

Although the 50-year-old man was dressed in servant clothes, he was not too restrained or respectful when he saw the Fourth Master. He did not perform a kneeling ceremony, but stood up with one hand and bowed his head. It was nothing more. It was because he had been pretending to be a Taoist priest for decades and had long been accustomed to Taoism. This man was Lu Dingsheng, the bandit leader of the White Lotus Sect who called himself "Xiaoyao Taoist"!

"I feel sorry for Taoist Master, dressing up like this, please sit down and talk."

Faced with Lu Dingsheng's inappropriate greeting, the Fourth Master did not show any disgust. He just looked at him curiously, and then gave up his seat with a smile. Since Chengde took over the power of the Eighth Master in the late years, the Fourth Master has included Lu Dingsheng in his own system. However, he did not let his belongings merge with the "Blood Drops", but let him become one and not interfere with the development of Lu Dingsheng's White Lotus Cult's forces.

It was just secretly supporting him with money and wealth. After so many years, it was the first time that the Fourth Master had seen Lu Dingsheng. In fact, if it weren't for Lu Dingsheng's strong request, the Fourth Master would really not want to let him come to his mansion. Is there only one reason, that is, to avoid suspicion. However, Lu Dingsheng insisted on it, and the Fourth Master's subsequent plan was really inseparable from Lu Dingsheng's cooperation. In desperation, he could only make careful arrangements before allowing him to enter the mansion.

"Thank you for your love, then I'll be rude."

Although Lu Dingsheng was born as a bandit in the world, he has been in and out of the officialdom for decades. He has seen far more than the Fourth Master. He has never had much awe for the Fourth Master. But after seeing him thanking him calmly, he sat upright behind the few sons in the lower head.

"Xiao Wang has admired Taoist priest for a long time. I have only seen my true face today. Fortunately, I have met it."

The Fourth Master has always been very particular about the difference between the superiors and the inferiors. Seeing Lu Dingsheng so casually in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little displeased. Fortunately, he was so cunning that he didn't bring it to his face. Instead, he smiled and bowed to Lu Dingsheng, and greeted him in a polite and polite manner.

"Your Majesty is polite. I can survive because of the help of the prince. I dare not forget such great kindness. It's a pity that I have a monk. Although I want to repay the prince's kindness, I can't do anything, sin or sin."
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