It was approaching midsummer, and the bamboo forest was green and tall, lotus flowers were blooming in the pond, dragonflies played in the water, butterflies danced gracefully. The scenery was undoubtedly beautiful, but the more beautiful one was the sound of the piano. But when I saw Mr. Chen in a white robe sitting upright in the pavilion beside the water, his fingers were tilted under his light, a song "Yangchun White Snow" sounded leisurely, and a quiet mood of the empty valley was circling in the back garden. He could hear the sound of the piano, even though Hongqing was full of thoughts at this moment, he could not help but be impressed by it, and he stopped himself, standing quietly outside the pavilion, listening silently, and his original restless mood slowly calmed down.

"The prince is very concerned. Could it be that the one in the palace has made something wrong again?"

The song was over, but Hongqing was still immersed in the peaceful artistic conception and stood still without moving. Instead, Mr. Chen, who was playing the piano, spoke first.

"Reply to Master, my disciple will be ordered to supervise the negotiations with the Kingdom of Great Britain, and the reorganization of the new army has been temporarily handed over to Heda for the reorganization of the new army."

When Mr. Chen saw the question, Hongqing came back to her senses from her reverie. Then she smiled calmly, walked slowly up the steps in front of the pavilion, bowed to Mr. Chen, and replied calmly.

"Well, since the prince has returned so early, I guess that guy Lang Erheng must have pretended to be sick and hid."

Although Hongqing did not mention the experience of going to Lifanyuan, Mr. Chen revealed the strangeness in one go.

"Master is right. The guy said he had an acute illness and had already escaped before his disciple arrived at the Lifan Courtyard."

Hongqing had known that Mr. Chen must have guessed the truth, so she was not surprised. After explaining with a smile, she lifted the hem of her robe and sat opposite Mr. Chen.

"Ha, what was expected, that guy dared to do this is nothing more than the idea of ​​the man in the palace. He wanted to drag the prince into this matter so that Heda could successfully intervene in the army. Since that is the case, what is the prince going to do?"

Mr. Chen did not rush to speak out to give Hongqing a lesson, but asked a question like a school entrance exam.

"It's better to let it go. As long as you don't miss the job, everything will be easy. If there is any mistake, the disciples have to ask some people to calm down."

Over the past few days, Hongqing has had enough of Emperor Chengde's continuous small movements. Although Mr. Chen's song has calmed down his restlessness, his words at this moment are still full of murderous aura.

"The time has not arrived, and the prince still needs to endure it."

Although Hongqing never explained who was going to ask for some time to calm down, Mr. Chen understood it as soon as he heard it. However, he obviously did not agree with Hongqing's excessive measures to deal with the matter.

"Um……"

In fact, there is no need for Mr. Chen to mention it. Hongqing himself knew that this was not a good time to play the "Xuanwu Gate Incident". Yes, with a powerful new army in hand, Hongqing would be able to succeed if he really wanted to do it alone, but the consequence would be that the world would be in chaos. Even if the new army was invincible, it would take at least several years to clean up the mess, let alone the civil war and the devastation of life is not a blessing for the country. It was precisely because of this consideration that Hongqing would tolerate Emperor Chengde's constant provocation, but patience is limited in the end. Hongqing is not a saint, nor does he have the so-called "cultivation" of spitting on his face. Faced with Emperor Chengde's repeated small actions, Hongqing's patience has been almost wiped out. Because of this, even though he knew that Mr. Chen was just right, Hongqing never expressed his opinion and just said in a muffled voice.

"If the prince really wants to make a statement, then use Lang Erheng as a target and just punish him. I believe the one in the palace would not have any objection."

Just as he saw Hongqing's appearance, Mr. Chen knew that Hongqing had been forced to be bored by Emperor Chengde these days. He couldn't help but worry about it. He was really worried that Hongqing would play with her namelessly, so he carefully considered her tone and persuaded her tactfully.

"My master laughed. His disciple is not a ungrateful person, nor does he care about his misfortune. He is just for state affairs. Let's just endure it for the sake of the country."

Although Mr. Chen concealed it well, Hongqing could clearly feel the deep worries in Mr. Lao's heart, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, and no longer ask for a counterattack.

"It's good if the prince thinks like this. When the prince quells the northwest chaos, it's almost time to settle the accounts. It's not too late to wait until then to settle everything."

Although Hongqing had already made some statements, Mr. Chen was obviously not very relieved, so he quickly reminded him again.

"My master has taught me a lesson, and my disciples have remembered it."

Hearing Master Chen's words, a murderous aura burst out in Hongqing's eyes. Of course, this was not for Master Chen, but thought of the situation after the rebellion in the northwest. Although such murderous aura flashed by, the ruthless meaning was terrifying. Even when the sun was shining brightly, it still made people feel cold and hairs standing upside down. Even if it was a scheming person like Master Chen, he couldn't help but be shocked...

Time flies, and it is mid-June in a blink of an eye. In the past half month, the bureau is still in chaos. The other end of the Ministry of Justice is busy. Hongsheng and Hongli are still trying their best to try the case. The Ministry of Justice is doing all its might to play hide-and-seek tricks. Both sides are fighting back and forth, and the movement is really quite big. As for the Fengtai camp, it is also very lively. The second round of expansion of the new army has officially begun. The total force will be expanded from the original 30,000 to 120,000. The various problems brought about can be said to be There are so many things, even though there have been a detailed expansion plan, the soldiers, workers, households, and officials have been fully mobilized, but there are too many aspects involved, and the troubles in connection are always indispensable. Therefore, the matter of quarrels and quarrels has accumulated like a mountain. However, Heda, the new Fengtai camp admiral, has limited ability and is not very familiar with all the matters of the new army. The entire Fengtai camp was completely messed up. All the generals of the army complained, so they jointly wrote this chapter and sued Heda.

Who is Heda? He was the commander of Emperor Chengde's early years of guards and was a close confidant among his confidants. It was obvious that the generals could have any effect. Of course, although Emperor Chengde did not punish Heda, he did not dare to ignore the resentment of the generals. He immediately sent the Thirteenth Lao to Fengtai Camp to take charge of the general's various matters of the army and praised the generals, which was reluctant to suppress the matter. However, he inevitably took the bad debt to Hongqing. It is said that Emperor Chengde scolded Hongqing in private, saying that Hongqing was offending with his merits. However, no one knew whether this was true. At least in public, Emperor Chengde never said that Hongqing was wrong at all.

The rumors about Emperor Chengde cursing his mother, Hongqing naturally knew about it for a long time. Although he had never checked it, Hongqing knew that this was most likely true. Emperor Chengde's temperament was so angry that he slapped the table and scolded people was just a common thing. The reason why he did not dare to issue an edict on public order was nothing more than worrying that he would completely anger Hongqing. Hongqing was really helpless about this. It was nothing else. The generals' impeachment of Heda was not something that Hongqing ordered. It was entirely because

The consequences caused by Heda's lack of ability are, but this matter cannot be explained clearly, and Hongqing doesn't bother to explain. At this moment, Emperor Chengde was blinded by prejudice. He thought about it anyway. In the final analysis, the factor that restricts each other is not the anger value, but the strength value. At least before Emperor Chengde has mastered enough strength, he definitely did not dare to turn against each other. There is nothing wrong with the superficial skill of maintaining the same endurance of the country.

"Report to the prince, Shangshu Lang is here."

As the saying goes, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. Hongqing has been following the rules for more than half a month. Every day, except for the provinces in the morning and evening, everyone is in the Lifan Courtyard. Even though Lang Erheng, the Secretary of State, has been avoiding it, Hongqing has no complaints. In the name of ordering to handle the matters, he convened Zong Da and others for more than ten rounds of negotiations on the negotiations. He generally finalized the reception matters, related negotiation procedures and the general bottom line of his own side, and formed a complete charter and submitted it to the imperial front for Emperor Chengde for review. However, he never thought that the charter had been sent for three days. He did not see any instructions from Emperor Chengde. Instead, Lang Erheng, who had been "ill" for many days, emerged.

"Prince."

Since the charter has been submitted, Hongqing has nothing to do before he gets the approval - naturally, it is impossible to go back to the other end of Fengtai Camp. If he is in charge, it is not easy to stay at home. In order to avoid suspicion, other departments are really not easy to run around. As for the Military Affairs Office, Hongqing doesn't want to go. The only place to stay is a boring yamen like Lifanyuan. Now, after entering the palace to pay his respects early in the morning, Hongqing returned to Lifanyuan, and flirted through the negotiation charter that had been familiar with him. Suddenly, he heard Ding Song coming to report, and his brow frowned, not for anything else, just because Hongqing had guessed the intention of Lang Erheng coming to this moment. However, there was no other statement, and he just said a word with a slightly cold voice.

"twitter!"
Chapter completed!