The old man's edict was issued very quickly. Almost all the princes left the imperial city, the old man's edict went to various departments. All the edicts were almost the same, and they were all simple and concise. Except for those literary nonsense, there was only one meaning, that is, all the princes retreated together. Not only that, even Hongqing, who was in the center and Hongli, who was still in the central bank, could not escape the disaster. As soon as this happened, the court immediately became in chaos. But when we learned that Lang Lao had led a large army to Fengtai Camp and Wu Dan took over the news of the Nine Gate Admiral's Mansion. Although the people and the people in the upper and lower classes were complaining, no one dared to talk nonsense in public. The situation in the court gradually stabilized under the pressure of the old man.

On the third day of the sixth month of the 57th year of Kangxi, after nearly half a month of adjustment, the court had stabilized and the weather was getting hotter. The old man could no longer stay in the palace. He moved to Changchun Garden and lived there for more than half a year. Most government affairs were handed over to Zhang Tingyu and other prime ministers. As for the old man himself, he lived in a quiet place and occasionally showed up. In his spare time, he either summoned a singing and dancing team to perform or asked a chess to come and kill a few games. He was really leisurely.

The old man was so leisurely, and the brothers followed suit. Except for the morning and evening, they played their own tricks at other times. The third master, fifth master, seventh master, and twelfth master were taking turns to be the host. The literary and poetry meetings were constantly, and they made a lot of limerick poems, which attracted countless romantic figures in the capital to be happy. The eighth master, ninth master, and tenth master were not idle either. They gathered every now and then, calling friends to meet, and eating and drinking, and having fun. The fifteenth masters were very busy, of course, they were not busy at all times. The two guys were not worth a whole day.

I was in the "Eight Banners Business" or in the "Qilin Business". I really counted the money and got cramps in my hands. I was as happy as a god. Only the Thirteenth Master was not idle. Although the Ministry of War lost the mission, the artillery command academy was in a hot mood. The sound of cannons rumbling every day in the western suburbs. I don't know how many beasts and birds were scared away. As for the Fourth Master, it didn't make a big noise. I just summoned several painters to the mansion and played painting games. After half a year, I drew dozens of pictures of ladies, which could be said to be a pleasure to close the door.

Everyone was playing, but Hongqing was completely idle. Every day, she almost always stayed at home. She either played with her wives and concubines, or trained her sons. She had no trouble in the chaos and no labor of papers. She had spent a rare long holiday. It was coming to the New Year when the snow was sunny. Taking advantage of the good days when the snow was sunny, Mr. Hongqing was talking about the teenager and crazy, and played snowballs with her three sons in the back garden. The trouble made the back garden feel so messy. She was in a hurry, but she saw Xiaoshutong Fengling rushed in from the gate of the courtyard.

"Report to the prince, the imperial edict has arrived."

Feng Ling ran very quickly, and rushed to Hongqing in two steps. He didn't care about his uneven breath, so he quickly reported it.

"Um?"

When the imperial edict had arrived, Hongqing was stunned. There was no other place. Today, Hongqing went to Changchun Garden to pay tribute early in the morning. He handed over the sign, but he did not receive it from the old man, so he returned to the mansion. After just half a day, the old man actually came to the decree. It was obviously a bit wrong. However, since the imperial edict had arrived, Hongqing could not allow more delays. So he could only suppress the doubts in his heart. After greeting the people to see the three sons, he rushed back to the main courtyard, changed his clothes in a hurry, and rushed towards the direction of the mansion.

"Your Majesty has an order, Xuan: Prince Ren, Hongqing, Rui Jingxuan meet with you!"

The person who came to announce the imperial edict was the old acquaintance Li Dequan. After a few words of greetings with Hongqing, he immediately made the old man's oral order seriously.

"I have received the order to thank me, long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live."

When Hongqing heard such a decree of no end, the doubts in her heart became even deeper. However, despite her doubts, the etiquette required was absolutely indispensable. Hongqing could only thank her according to the court rules. When she stood up, she bounced her fingers and a folded silver note was unobservable and flicked into Li Dequan's wide sleeve.

"Prince, please, Your Majesty is waiting."

Although he felt Hongqing's "sincerity" and the smile on Li Dequan's face was particularly bright, he did not intend to make any more details. He just bent and waved his hand, and then asked.

"Okay, please, Eunuch Li."

Hongqing's smart person, just by seeing Li Dequan's attitude, he knew that it was difficult to get useful information from him. He was too lazy to go and talk. He smiled gently, waved his hand and greeted him, and then immediately walked to the carriage that had been prepared, and then hunched into the carriage. With a call, the group of people turned out of the screen wall and walked along the street to Changchun Garden outside the city in a mighty manner...

"The grandson bows to Emperor Mafa."

Because it was an order to meet, the journey was very smooth. Without having to hand over the sign, he entered the garden gate. Li Dequan accompanied him to Ruijingxuan. He turned from behind the screen and saw the old man lying on a large map, holding a magnifying glass in his hand and scrutinizing his eyebrows. He seemed to be not in a good mood. Seeing this, Hongqing didn't dare to be careless. He hurriedly took a few steps and grabbed the copywriting. He was just a big gift to pay respects.

"Forgive."

Hearing the sound, the old man raised his head from the map, glanced at Hongqing quietly, and shouted indifferently.

"The grandson thanked Emperor Mafalonge, long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live."

When the old man's tone was so indifferent, Hongqing's heart immediately sank, but she couldn't think of any mistakes that had fallen into the old man's hands. She had no choice but to thank him according to the court rules, stood up, and bowed slightly to show her obedient appearance of listening to the instructions.

"I have two memorandums here, so I'll read them all first and then discuss them."

The old man did not say much nonsense. He shook his hand and threw the two memorials in the corner of the copy to Hongqing.

Hum? Ask for sum?

Although the old man's voice was still calm, there was a sense of irritability inside. Hongqing did not dare to be careless. After respectfully responding to the promise, he quickly passed the two memorials quickly, and frowned. There was no other thing left. Among these two memorials, one of the two memorials was signed. According to the writing style, it was written by a general in the army. It was said that on the third day of November, the Junggar general Xiaoce Wang Dundobu led his army to attack Daban Pass, defeated the Qing army's grain transport troops in one battle, and took away a large number of grain and fodder. The other was the Junggar Khan Cewang Alabantan's request for peace, and he said that he wanted to live in peace with the Qing Dynasty and seek peace.

What does the old man want to do and do he take the school exam?

Hongqing had already expected the stalemate of the Western Front War and had also taken a rotational battle plan. In addition to using this to limit the military power of the Fourteenth, she was worried that her army would gather on the front line. If she could not fight for a long time, she would be exhausted. Now, the guerrilla tactics of the Junggar tribes have gradually achieved results. In terms of strategy, the Qing army has fallen into a passive position. Although the Junggar tribes are already at the end of their strength, it is still difficult to say who can support it until the end. It is estimated that from Hongqing's original intention, he hoped to withdraw his troops first, and it would not be too late to rectify the military preparations in the future. However, Hongqing was not sure whether this idea could be accepted by the old man. Besides, the old man suddenly threw such a problem over, probably not just as simple as discussing countermeasures. In response, Hongqing was unwilling to make a statement easily. After reading the comments, he did not rush to express his opinion, but instead looked thoughtful.

"How does Qing'er think about this? Well?"

Seeing that Hongqing had read two copies, the old man raised his eyebrows immediately, and his voice was plain and he asked.

"The Emperor Ama Mingjian, my grandson thought that the so-called peace of the Arabutan was just a delayed military strategy, and it was hard to have some sincerity. However, after more than three years of conquest, the country's power declined day by day. If it was delayed for more than the previous year, the country would collapse. However, if our front-line army was already an exhausted army, it was difficult to say whether it could support the rest of the year. However, my grandson had never been to the front line and did not dare to speak nonsense. He also asked the Emperor Mafa Holy Tribunal."

Without knowing the old man's true thoughts, Hongqing was naturally unwilling to speak too hard, so she just commented on the matter.

"Well, this is indeed a dilemma. If I had prepared for the rotation battle early, it would not be difficult now. In your opinion, how about retreating through Tianshan in the beginning of spring and staying in Gaochang?"

The old man also had a clear understanding of the situation of the battle. He knew that what Hongqing said was indeed the key to this battle. In this stalemate, it was just that which side could not support it first. The problem was that Junggar was fighting in the country and clearly had the initiative in strategy. The Qing army had too long fronts and had to set up defenses everywhere. Although the troops were enough, the food and supplies were sufficient. However, the army was exhausted. If it was not careful, it would easily lead to a collapse of the entire line. The old man really did not dare to take the safety of hundreds of thousands of troops to take such a gamble. After frowning and pondering for a moment, he proposed a compromise.

"The Emperor Mafa Mingjian, my grandson thought that Gaochang was the place of four battles, and the army stationed here may not be conducive to rest and rest. The logistics supply is difficult to say. The sandbank in the station may be better. This is the simple view of my grandson, so I also asked Emperor Mafa Mingjian to investigate."
Chapter completed!