Chapter 42
"Is it true?" When the queen suddenly heard this, her whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, her eyes widened in disbelief. Her hands tightly grasped the armrests of the chair, as if looking for some stability.
Seeing this, Grandma Rong hurriedly stepped forward and said steadily: "It's absolutely true. The emperor was furious in the morning and offered a reward of 10,000 gold. He must capture the green-faced girl alive." Her voice sounded. Although he was steady, there was also a trace of excitement that could not be concealed in his eyes.
When the queen heard this, her face changed slightly, but then an elusive smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She gently patted the back of Nanny Rong's hand and said with a smile: "With Fuheng's death, most of the Fucha family has collapsed. This is good news for us." There was an imperceptible hint in her voice. of relaxation and pleasure.
Aunt Rong also chuckled and echoed: "Isn't that right? I remember when you first became the queen, rumors spread from nowhere that you killed the Empress Yuan for the sake of becoming the queen. . Although the Queen Mother tried her best to protect you, the rumors continued to be true for more than ten years. , they are like mad dogs, constantly causing trouble for the empress. They also teamed up with the daughter of the Empress Yuan and Princess Jing to help the concubine fight for the throne, which caused a lot of trouble for us. Now that Fu Heng is dead, they also got involved. Fuling'an, let's see how long your concubine can be so proud. This time, I really have to thank the green-faced girl."
As she spoke, Grandma Rong's face showed a long-lost expression of joy and reconciliation. She glanced at the queen and saw that the queen was squinting her eyes with a proud smile on her lips. Aunt Rong knew in her heart that the Queen was so happy that she wanted to set off firecrackers to celebrate.
At this time, the concubine was in sharp contrast to the queen. She was sitting in a gorgeous palace, but her face was pale and her eyes were empty. When she heard the news of Fu Heng's death, her whole body seemed to have had her soul taken away, and she sat there motionless.
She was originally from a wealthy family and had no family background to rely on. Over the years, it was only through the secret support of Princess Hejing and the Fucha family that they could use the name of Queen Xiaoxian to compete with the Queen in the harem. Now, with Fu Heng's death, she seemed to have lost her most powerful support, and her heart was filled with endless panic and uneasiness.
This spring, news came out from Shoukang Palace where the Queen Mother lived, that the Emperor planned to seal the Sixth Palace in the autumn. She also wanted to strike while the iron was hot and be promoted to a noble concubine. Now that Fu Heng is dead, her hopes of promotion may be in vain. Your concubine was filled with hatred, and she thought to herself: If I die sooner or later, it would really kill me if I die at this time.
Her fingers were twisted together tightly, her joints turning white from the exertion. Her eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness, as if she wanted to blame all these misfortunes on the dead Fu Heng and the mysterious green-faced woman.
Emperor Qianlong now wanted to capture Li Qingge. He sat on the dragon throne, his brows furrowed, his eyes flashing with anger and determination. He hated the green-faced girl who dared to resist him, and vowed to capture her alive.
But how did he know that the person he hated so much was actually his biological daughter who was living abroad. This secret was buried deep in the palace, and no one knew about it.
After receiving the order, Mingrui ordered his troops to go south to suppress the bandits. He was well aware of the difficulty and importance of this task, so he did not dare to slack off in the slightest. He mobilized an army of 100,000, and also mobilized 5,000 artillery and 100 artillery pieces, vowing to annihilate Li Qingge in one fell swoop.
Yangzhou, a hub city for north-south cargo transshipment, is currently enveloped in a tense atmosphere. The taxes from the Lianghuai Salt Service accounted for a quarter of the national finance. It can be imagined that Emperor Qianlong attached great importance to this place. He ordered Mingrui to retake Yangzhou as soon as possible, and not to be polite to the rebels. If they dared to resist, they would be bombarded directly.
Mingrui is full of confidence in this battle. He thought that although Li Qingge's martial arts was high, he could not stop the power of the red cannon. As long as you find an opportunity and bombard them with artillery fire, the rebels will be leaderless and it will be easy to eliminate them.
However, the reality was not what he expected. Li Qingge is not an ordinary rebel, she has extraordinary wisdom and courage. While Mingrui's army was still marching hard on the road, she had already captured large areas of Jiangsu and Zhejiang such as Gusu, Huai'an, Zhenjiang, and Jiaxing in one go.
When Mingrui heard the news, he was shocked and angry. He didn't expect that Li Qingge would be so bold and dare to be so arrogant under his nose. He vowed that this time these traitors would be wiped out by the red cannon.
But before he could give the order, Li Qingge had already received the news. She had already ordered a thousand white horse troops to ambush where the Qing army was camping, waiting to give the Qing army a fatal blow.
At midnight, with an order, the ambush white horse army rushed out like a tide. Wearing white clothes and holding long swords, they began to harvest death like chopping melons and vegetables. The Qing army was immersed in sleep when they suddenly heard deafening shouts of killing coming from outside and woke up one after another. They ran out of the camp and saw the crazy white horse army rushing over. They were all stunned.
These Qing soldiers thought that the rebels who captured Yangzhou were all from farmers and had little fighting power. But they didn't expect that these white horse soldiers were so skilled and capable of sneak attacks. Before they could react, the White Horse Army rushed in front of them and slashed them.
In the blink of an eye, more than 10,000 of the 100,000 elite soldiers died. Mingrui almost burst into tears. He didn't expect that so many people would die just a short time after the battle started. Shocked, he hurriedly ordered the drums to be beaten to assemble the army, and he must destroy all these bold rebels.
However, Li Qingge did not give him this opportunity. She knew that a thousand white horse troops were not enough to compete with a hundred thousand elite troops. This attack was just to gain an advantage and frustrate the Qing army's spirit. Seeing that the goal had been achieved, Shi Shuyu, who was in charge of the surprise attack, heard the sound of drums and hurriedly ordered the White Horse Army to retreat.
The Qing army next to them wanted to block it, but the White Horse Army's combat power was amazing. After a few swords passed, the Qing troops blocking the way fell one after another. By the time other armies arrived, the White Horse Army had disappeared without a trace. This night's surprise attack was fast, accurate, and ruthless, and it accurately affected the morale of the Qing army.
Mingrui was furious. Seeing that the morale of the army had been dampened, he ordered five thousand artillerymen to line up the artillery in a row, hoping to kill all these reckless traitors. However, he didn't know that Li Qingge had already made preparations.
Li Qingge had long known that Mingrui had brought a lot of artillery with his troops south this time, but she was not panicked at all. Because the third item in the novice gift package given by the system is a thousand artillery pieces. One thousand on her side and one hundred on the Qing army's side, which is definitely a crushing advantage.
However, the power of the red cannon cannot be underestimated. If the Qing army were allowed to fire cannonballs and land on the city walls or break into the city, I don't know how many people would be killed or injured. Those powerful people can disregard the life and death of the people, but Li Qingge, as a modern person who has traveled through time, cannot do this.
She knows very well that the people and soldiers are all raised by their parents, and there are broken families behind them. Therefore, she decided to destroy these red cannons to protect innocent lives.
Li Qingge inquired about it and learned that the Qing army had a special artillery battalion. She decided to take a preemptive strike and use her own artillery to destroy the enemy's artillery so that Mingrui and others could not pose a threat.
The person in charge of the artillery and artillery is a eldest sister in her thirties named Zhang Shengnan. She was wearing a military uniform and had clean, experienced short hair. She was heroic and handsome. Her eyes were firm and resolute, as if she could see through everything.
According to Li Qingge's instructions, Zhang Shengnan quickly aimed at the Qing artillery battalion and ordered to fire. Only a few loud "rumbling" sounds were heard, and the Qing army's artillery was instantly blown to pieces. Before Mingrui and the others had time to react, they had already lost their most important weapon.
In this battle, Li Qingge defeated the many with less, and the weak defeated the strong. She used her wisdom and courage to successfully demoralize the Qing army and laid a solid foundation for the next battle. Mingrui and others were dejected and demoralized, and could no longer compete with Li Qingge.
At this time, the sky was gray and the dark clouds were hanging low, as if they would pour down at any time. The soldiers of the Qing army gritted their teeth, veins popped out on their foreheads, and they clenched the wooden wheels of the artillery cart with both hands, trying their best to push the red cannon, which weighed a thousand kilograms. Their faces were covered with sweat, mixed with mud and gunpowder smoke, making them look particularly tired. Their gasping and panting sounds echoed on the silent battlefield, like a tragic labor chant.
In this tense and depressing atmosphere, who would have thought that this group of peasant rebels, who seemed to be poorly equipped and poorly trained, actually hid more powerful artillery than the Qing army. These artillery pieces were said to have been collected by the mysterious blue-faced female leader, Li Qingge, from all over the place, and each one contained astonishing destructive power.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Dozens of artillery fired almost at the same time, angry flames spitting out from the muzzles, and the shells hit the Qing artillery camp like raindrops. The air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur, and accompanied by a deafening explosion, twenty red cannons were blown to pieces in the blink of an eye. The fragments flew everywhere and the smoke filled the air, as if the gates of hell were suddenly pushed open.
"Oops, run!" The Qing soldiers screamed one after another, fear and despair intertwined on their faces. They fled in all directions, but had nowhere to hide. Those shells seemed to have eyes, chasing every target accurately.
"What the hell, where did this shell come from?" A Qing soldier shouted in horror, his voice trembling and his eyes full of disbelief.
“Why do these rebels have artillery?” Another soldier roared desperately. His face was covered with mud and blood, making him look particularly ferocious.
The Qing artillery camp suddenly became a mess, with shouts, screams, and explosions intertwined to form a chaotic and terrifying picture.
Zhang Shengnan, this heroic female general, saw the Qing artillery battalion being attacked from a distance, and was both surprised and happy. She was worried that the firepower was insufficient and could not completely destroy the cannons, so she decisively waved the command flag in her hand and directed the artillery to concentrate firepower for several consecutive bombardments. There was continuous artillery fire and flames soaring into the sky. Every artillery shell accurately landed in the Qing artillery camp, turning the place into a sea of fire.
After round after round of strafing, the artillery camp finally turned into ruins. The fire shot into the sky and the explosion was deafening. The thrilling sound could be heard ten miles away. Gunsmoke filled the air and blocked the sky, as if the entire world had been swallowed up by this cruel war.
Mingrui, the Qing army coach, turned pale when he saw this scene and almost fainted. He was young and strong, but at this moment he felt a strong dizziness and weakness. Twenty red cannons were all gone in just a short time. His heart was filled with anger and unwillingness, but more importantly, he was fearful and curious about the green-faced female leader.
Aren’t the rebels led by the green-faced woman farmers? How could there be a sneak attack squad that was ten times more elite than the regular army? How could there be such a powerful artillery? These questions swirled in Mingrui's mind, making him feel confused and uneasy.
The deputy general on the side looked equally pale. He hurriedly said: "General, retreat quickly! The firepower of the rebels is too fierce. We are no match at all. If we stay here any longer, there will be only death!" His His voice was trembling, and his eyes were full of fear and despair.
The power of the rebel's artillery is more than ten times more powerful than the red cannon. If I take a few more shots, I won't be able to stop him even if I have ten lives. The deputy general's words made Mingrui feel chilled, but he was not willing to retreat. His eyes were wide open and red, as if they were about to burst into flames.
"No withdrawal! I have been ordered to quell the chaos, and I will never give up until the green-faced girl's head is chopped off!" Mingrui ordered in a roar, his voice full of determination and determination. The green-faced girl killed his uncle, leaving the Fucha family without its backbone. This hatred will never end. Moreover, he was the commander in chief who went south to suppress the rebellion. He fled before the fighting started. How could he explain to the Fucha family and the emperor?
"Attack! Attack me!" Mingrui roared the order again. His voice was already a little hoarse, but full of unquestionable majesty.
The deputy general said in horror: "General, the rebels have artillery..." There was obvious fear and uneasiness in his words.
Mingrui interrupted him sternly: "So what if we have artillery? We have a large number of people and a hundred thousand elite soldiers. No matter how much firepower we have, we can't stop it!" His words were full of confidence and arrogance. , but more about the desire for victory and the persistence for revenge.
He pointed at the deputy general and said: "Go quickly and grab a group of common people nearby, put them in military uniforms, and attract the firepower of the rebels. When their artillery shells are used up, we will attack together." He The plot is insidious and vicious, but it ignores the kindness and justice of human nature.
When the deputy general heard this, he was stunned at first, and then said with a smile: "General, you are wise! Let the people be human shields in front. If the green-faced woman does not care about the lives of the people and kills them, other rebels will definitely The heart is full of sympathy and the military morale is in chaos." His smile was full of cunning and cruelty.
"On the other hand, if the green-faced girl has some scruples and doesn't dare to fire, then our chance will come." Mingrui continued, with a sinister smile on his face. He seemed to have seen the dawn of victory and saw the green-faced girl being trampled under his feet.
"That's right!" The deputy general nodded and said flatteringly, "The general is really smart!" His voice was full of flattery and compliments.
However, at this moment, an officer with conscience couldn't help but said: "General, these people are also the emperor's subjects. If you do this, I'm afraid..." His voice was weak and trembling. , obviously dissatisfied and worried about Mingrui's strategy.
"Afraid of what?" Mingrui glared at him and angrily shouted, "Women's kindness! As long as the rebels can be wiped out, as long as the green-faced girl can be killed, what are you afraid of if a few more people die? " His voice was cold and ruthless, as if the lives of those people were meaningless to him.
For the face of the Fucha family and for my own future. As long as he can achieve his goal, he will not hesitate to sacrifice the people or even 100,000 elite soldiers. Mingrui's determination and cruelty shocked and horrified everyone present.
However, he still underestimated Li Qingge. This green-faced female leader is not only wise and courageous, but also thoughtful and good at discerning people's hearts. Last night's surprise attack was not only to dampen the Qing army's morale, but also to lay the groundwork. She was well aware of Mingrui's insidiousness and cunning, so she was already prepared to deal with it.
The ancients said it well: "Know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger." Li Qingge firmly believed in this sentence. During the surprise attack, while the Qing army was in chaos, several White Horse Army soldiers quietly dragged the bodies of the Qing soldiers to a remote corner and put on their clothes. This move may seem trivial, but it laid an important foundation for the subsequent battle.
At this time, a White Horse Army soldier was hiding in the camp. After he heard Mingrui's evil plan, he was frightened and quickly passed the news to Li Qingge. When Li Qingge heard this, her face immediately darkened, and a trace of anger and determination flashed in her eyes.
"What a vicious strategy! Fucha Mingrui, you deserve to die!" Li Qingge said through gritted teeth, her voice full of anger and hatred. She originally wanted to deal with the Qing army, but now she heard that Min Rui wanted to use innocent people as human shields, how could she tolerate it?
Li Qingge immediately summoned Shi Shuyu and Zhang Shengnan and ordered them to fight quickly. Her voice was firm and decisive, as if she had seen the dawn of victory. After receiving the order, Shi Shuyu and Zhang Shengnan took action immediately. They were well aware of Li Qingge's resourcefulness and courage, as well as the difficulty and danger of this battle. But they were not afraid because they believed in Li Qingge and believed that their leader could lead them to victory.
Although Mingrui's strategy is insidious and powerful, it ignores a key issue. This time there were continuous heavy rains in the south, causing flooding and devastating food harvests. The people were hungry and cold, and their faces were sallow and thin. The Qing army led by Mingrui, because it was the Eight Banners Army, had generous salaries and excellent food. All of them have shiny faces and burly figures. Anyone with a little bit of savvy can tell who are the Eight Banners soldiers and who are the Qing soldiers at a glance. Not to mention the White Horse Army, which is ten times more elite than the regular army.
Seeing the Qing army pushing innocent people to charge into the battle, Shi Shuyu's heart tightened, but he quickly calmed down. He commanded the White Horse Army to follow the trend. They quickly and nimbly subdued the people with small grapplers and placed them in a safe place in the rear. These White Horse Army soldiers are skilled in their movements and cooperate with each other tacitly, as if they have been trained thousands of times. Their eyes were full of determination and bravery, like fearless warriors.
After all the people were settled, Shi Shuyu fired a signal bomb. The flare streaked across the sky, leaving a brilliant arc. After Zhang Shengnan saw the signal flare, he immediately directed the artillery battalion to open fire.
"Fire! Kill these bastards!" Zhang Shengnan's voice echoed through the sky, her eyes flashing with anger and determination. Although she is sent by the system, she has an independent personality and thoughts. She hated Mingrui's despicable behavior so much that she gave the order to fire without hesitation.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The shells fell like meteorites, exploding into waves of fire. The Qing army was unable to evade and was instantly swallowed up by the wave of fire. Their screams and wails intertwined to form a tragic and bloody picture. After rounds of artillery fire, one-third of the Qing army died in the artillery fire. The remaining one-third were also frightened out of their wits, lost all will to fight, and were defeated. Seeing that the situation was not good, Mingrui hurriedly fled with the remaining defeated soldiers. His figure looked particularly embarrassed and desolate in the smoke and firelight. He originally thought that his strategy could annihilate the rebels in one fell swoop, but unexpectedly he fell into the opponent's trap. His heart was filled with reluctance and anger, but more importantly, he was filled with fear and awe of Li Qingge.
Seeing this, Li Qingge immediately ordered Uncle Shi to pursue him. She didn't want to let go of this opportunity to beat up the drowned dog. Her voice was firm and decisive, as if she had seen the dawn of victory. After receiving the order, Uncle Shi immediately led the soldiers of the White Horse Army in pursuit. Their figures flickered in the smoke and firelight, like a group of warriors marching forward bravely.
It’s okay for my enemy to run away, but Mingrui, the general who claims to be the pillar of the imperial court, I must capture and make him pay the price for his arrogance and ignorance.
In the early days of Mingrui, my heart was filled with overwhelming pride. He led a hundred thousand cavalry, like a black torrent, rolling southward, vowing to put an end to the rebellion in the south. Behind him were twenty red cannons, each of which seemed to be able to swallow fire and turn the enemy into ashes. At that time, he seemed to have seen the dawn of victory, with a contemptuous smile on his lips, and his heart was full of belief in victory.
However, the cruelty of the battlefield was far beyond his imagination. The enemy army was not the mob he imagined, but well-trained soldiers with amazing combat effectiveness. Their artillery was more advanced than the red cannons, and every roar was accompanied by the wails of the Qing soldiers. Mingrui's army was defeated by the artillery fire like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
When Mingrui ran away in embarrassment, his heart was filled with despair. He pulled out the sword from his waist, and the cold blade reflected his pale face. He wanted to wipe his neck and end this shameful life. But as soon as the blade touched his neck, he hesitated again. He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of the future of his family. The Fucha family has lost Fu Heng and his son. If he dies again, where will the family go?
He comforted himself that victory or defeat was a common occurrence for military strategists. The failure this time was just due to lack of preparation. I will definitely be able to avenge my disgrace next time. He imagined returning to the capital and reporting the war situation to the emperor. With the reputation of Queen Xiaoxian, the emperor would not punish him severely. At most it's just demotion, no big deal.
However, his fantasy was soon shattered by reality. Uncle Shi rushed towards him like a tiger coming down the mountain and kicked him off his horse. Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, he was tied tightly and led in front of Li Qingge.
Li Qingge sat on the Taishi chair, her eyes as sharp as an eagle, as if she could see into people's hearts. She was wearing a battle robe and had a heroic appearance, which was completely different from those weak women. She is surrounded by a group of loyal warriors, all heroes who defected to her during the Jiangsu and Zhejiang campaigns. There are scholars who have failed many times, and their eyes sparkle with a desire for knowledge and dissatisfaction with the Qing court; there are people who have practiced martial arts for many years but have no way of serving the country, and their muscles contain infinite strength and persistence for justice; The martyrs who had long been dissatisfied with the Qing government and held the banner of anti-Qing and restoration of the Ming Dynasty, their hearts were burning with the desire for freedom and longing for their motherland.
When they saw that Mingrui, a minister of the Fucha family who was born in a noble family and was related to the emperor, had become their prisoner, kneeling in front of them, their hearts were filled with joy and the pleasure of revenge. They seemed to see the corruption and darkness of the Qing court being uncovered bit by bit, revealing its ugly true face.
Mingrui was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it. He roared angrily: "Green-faced girl, you traitor! I am an important minister of the imperial court, how dare you do this to me? If you don't want to die, let me go quickly, otherwise when the imperial army arrives, you will all be killed." Shattered to pieces, dead without a burial place!"
Li Qingge sneered, her voice as cold as ice: " The defeated general still dares to talk nonsense. If the imperial court was really that powerful, your hundred thousand elite soldiers would have beaten us to a pulp long ago. Why wait until today? It’s empty-handed, it’s rotten from top to bottom, it can’t win the war, it can’t govern the country well, and corruption is everywhere.”< br>
Mingrui was so angry that he was trembling all over. He pointed at Li Qingge's nose and cursed: "How dare you! You dare to belittle the emperor and the great ancestor Kangxi... You are a thief who knows nothing about life and death..."
Li Qingge interrupted him coldly: "I dare to rebel against the emperor, so what else can I not dare to do? People like you are so shady. Are you worthy of blaming me for being a despicable person who cares about human life? Huh, others are afraid of you, the Fucha family, but I am not afraid of you. It’s the law of heaven and I’m not happy with it.”
Finished! , she shouted loudly: "Come here, drag this thief down, beat him to death with sticks, and feed the body to the dogs!"
Mingrui was stunned when he heard this. He originally thought that Li Qingge captured him alive because he was afraid of the prestige of the court and the Fucha family and did not dare to kill him. I didn't expect that she would be so bold and decisive. He struggled and shouted: "Green-faced girl, you can't kill me. I am a popular person in front of the emperor. My cousin is Queen Xiaoxian. If you kill me, the emperor will definitely not let you go."
Li Qingge’s eyes were as calm as water, and his voice was as cold as ice: “Since I stood up, Since the day of the rebellion, the court has been fighting to the death. Even if I let you go, the court will not let me go. It’s a death sentence anyway, so why not drag it on?”
Mingrui's face was distorted, and he screamed like a pig being slaughtered, but he was eventually dragged down. After a while, his screams were heard outside, and the sound became weaker and weaker until it disappeared. Uncle Shi came in and reported: "The man has been beaten to death." Li Qingge waved his hand and said: "Drag him down and feed the dogs!"
Everyone saw that Li Qingge easily got rid of a loyal minister of the Qing court. , couldn't help but shudder. This woman is so cruel! But then I thought about it, people who have always achieved great things are ruthless characters who kill without blinking an eye. If a woman is kind, she will only do bad things! The more ruthless Li Qingge was, the more they felt that they were following the right person.
The news that a hundred thousand troops were completely annihilated by the green-faced woman spread quickly throughout the capital like a gust of cold wind. At this time, Emperor Qianlong was admiring the newly fired porcelain from the official kiln in Jingdezhen in the imperial garden. He couldn't put it down because of the bright red, green, blue and pink colors on those porcelains. He seemed to see the prosperity and prosperity of the Qing Dynasty, just like these porcelains, colorful and beautiful.
However, the sudden news of defeat was like a basin of cold water, extinguishing the joy in his heart. His face instantly turned livid, and the pink heart-turning bottle in his hand, which was the painstaking work of the craftsmen, was smashed to pieces in anger. A hundred thousand troops, a whole hundred thousand troops! Nurhachi, his second great ancestor, defeated the Ming army in the Battle of Sarhu with only 50,000 elite soldiers. Now he has invested twice as many troops and added twenty top-notch red cannons, but he can't defeat a group of traitors composed of untouchables!
What a shame! What a shame! Since the Qing Dynasty entered the customs, it has never fought such a humiliating battle. How could Qianlong, the emperor who loved face most and loved great achievements, endure this? He seemed to see those traitors laughing at him, and saw the majesty of the Qing Dynasty losing little by little.
The more Qianlong thought about it, the more frustrated he became. He smashed everything in the palace. After venting for a while, he summoned the ministers to the Yangxin Palace to discuss countermeasures. He glared angrily at the ministers who were kneeling on the ground and shouted: "Trash! One hundred thousand elite soldiers can't even defeat a group of rabble. What's the use of raising you?"
The ministers were trembling with fear. They don't know what to do either. But the emperor was angry, so he could only smooth his hair, kowtow and admit his mistake. They kowtowed one after another and said: "Your Majesty, please calm down! Your Majesty, please calm down!"
Qianlong became more and more annoyed when he saw that the ministers would only kowtow to apologize. He waved his sleeves and said: "Okay, okay, stop knocking and think about what to do next."
Yin Jishan said quickly: "Your Majesty, these rebels are so rebellious that they dare to go against the imperial court. They must be wiped out as soon as possible, otherwise the emperor's majesty will be damaged. Therefore, I suggest that the imperial court choose a general who is good at fighting and send troops to Yangzhou as soon as possible. , We must eliminate this group of rebels in the shortest possible time."
Qianlong nodded slightly after hearing Yin Jishan's words. He knew the importance of this battle, which was not only related to the majesty of the Qing Dynasty, but also related to his face. He must choose a general who is good at fighting to destroy those traitors and restore the glory of the Qing Dynasty.
Emperor Qianlong sat on the dragon chair in the Yangxin Hall, his brows furrowed and his eyes revealing an unquestionable majesty. He nodded slowly and said in a deep voice: "You are right, I feel uneasy if those traitors are not eliminated for a day. Especially the green-faced woman, as a woman, did not abide by the rules of women and betrayed the court. The crime deserves to be punished by being cut into pieces with a thousand knives, even her nine clans will not be spared!"
At this time, If Li Qingge were in the Yangxin Hall and heard this, he would definitely sneer again and again, secretly mocking in his heart: "Humph, my nine clans? That is your Aixinjueluo family. If you have the courage, come and try!" She said His face was cold and resolute in imagination, as if he could penetrate the barriers of time and space and look directly into Qianlong's eyes.
University scholar Ji Xiaolan, dressed in court attire with fluttering robes, stood up and said in a calm and wise voice: "Your Majesty, I think this matter should not be taken too hastily. It needs to be considered in the long run and a proper solution can be found. Best policy.”
When Emperor Qianlong heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he seemed to be surprised by Ji Xiaolan's caution. Seeing this, Ji Xiaolan quickly continued: "General Mingrui is brave and good at fighting. This time he led an elite 100,000 Eight Banners soldiers. Logically speaking, it should be difficult for the rebels of the Green Faced Girl to resist. However, the result was that the entire army There must be something fishy behind it."
He Shen, the minister in charge of the bodyguard, usually likes to compete with Ji Xiaolan, but at this moment, he rarely agrees with him. He took a step forward and said to Qianlong: "Your Majesty, I also think that this matter is quite strange. How could one hundred thousand elite soldiers be defeated by a group of rabble? There must be something hidden behind it. If we send troops rashly, defeat will be a trivial matter. If we cause harm, If the majesty and face of the emperor are lost, then something is very wrong."
Heshen's words were full of flattery to Qianlong, but Qianlong did not get angry because of this. Instead, he pondered for a moment and asked: "That How does He Aiqing think this matter should be handled?"
He Shen bowed and replied: "Back to the emperor, I think that before sending troops, we should first find out the cause of the defeat and find out the location of the rebels. The truth is known only by knowing yourself. Only then can we survive a hundred battles."
"Then check it out!" Qianlong's voice was firm and powerful. His confidence in the Eight Banners soldiers had never wavered. He believed that they were still the invincible tiger and wolf team. division. This disastrous defeat must be caused by the rebels using despicable means. If the cause is not found out, sending more troops will only increase casualties.
Following Qianlong's order, the officials immediately took action. Soon after, a detailed report was sent to Qianlong's imperial court.
Qianlong opened the report, took one glance at it, and was shocked. He never expected that the rebels would possess such powerful and destructive weapons. No wonder General Mingrui was defeated so miserably! The power of this kind of artillery is more than ten times more powerful than the red cannon. If he sends more people, he will only die. What should I do?
Qianlong was worried and hurriedly summoned Heshen and Ji Xiaolan into the palace.
"See you, Your Majesty!" The two came to the Yangxin Hall, and when they saw Qianlong, they quickly knelt down and saluted. Qianlong waved his hand to let them get up, handed over the memorial and said, "You guys take a look at this together!"
The two of them took the memorial, and after reading it carefully, their expressions changed drastically. Although Ji Xiaolan is a bit unruly in her private life, she is never ambiguous when it comes to major events. Seeing how powerful the rebels were, I couldn't think of any solution for the moment.
However, He Shen was very witty. He rolled his eyes and thought: "Your Majesty, I have a way to resolve this dilemma."
When Qianlong heard this, he was overjoyed and asked quickly: "What way? ?”
He Shen raised his eyebrows and said: “The rebel artillery is very powerful. If we directly There will definitely be no benefit in fighting head-on. Therefore, we can't fight head-on, we can only outsmart him."
Qianlong frowned and asked, "How to outsmart him?"
He Shen said with a smile: "Your Majesty, as the saying goes, shoot the horse first before shooting the man, and capture the king first before catching the thief!"
Qianlong's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands and laughed: "What a good man to capture the thief first! He Aiqing is indeed my right-hand man, he is really knowledgeable."
He knew well that the reason why the rebels were so powerful was their artillery. But secondly, the most important thing is to have a green-faced female leader. Although Qianlong despised women more and more and treated them as playthings, he had to admit that the green-faced woman was the most terrifying and organized rebel he had encountered since he ascended the throne. If she hadn't worked together, was good at brainwashing, and twisted the rebels into one, the local government would have suppressed the rebellion long ago.
After hearing what He Shen said, Ji Xiaolan couldn't help but admire his wit even though he looked down on his character. In the current situation, assassinating the green-faced girl is undoubtedly the best solution. As long as she dies, the rebels will be leaderless and in chaos, and can be defeated one by one. By then, no matter how powerful the rebel artillery is, it will be useless.
However, not long after Qianlong was happy, he frowned again: "But the green-faced girl has great martial arts skills and is brave enough to be invincible. Even Fu Heng and his son died in her hands. She wanted to kill him. I'm afraid it won't be easy for her "
He Shen said with a smile: "This is easy. There must be brave men under the heavy reward. As long as the emperor is willing to use high-ranking officials and generous salaries to reward him, there will naturally be talented people who serve the emperor. "< br>
Qianlong smiled from ear to ear: "Yes, I am the emperor and I am rich all over the world. As long as I am willing to reward you, why worry about not having warriors?"
He looked at He Shen and said: "Ai Qing, this matter is I'll leave it to you. If it's done, I'll give you a big reward."
He Shen was dumbfounded when he heard this. He originally came up with an idea to please the emperor, but had no intention of actually doing it. Unexpectedly, this matter actually fell on him. If it's done well, that's fine; if it's not done well, and the emperor is so angry that he vents out all the anger from his previous defeat, wouldn't it mean that he has to move his head?
At this moment, He Shen felt like he had lost his soul and wanted to slap himself in the face. I muttered secretly in my heart: Let you talk too much! Let you talk too much!
Ji Xiaolan had no expression on her face, but she was laughing happily in her heart. This is really shooting yourself in the foot!
Although it is said that there must be brave men under heavy rewards, but those truly capable masters have their own arrogance and are unwilling to sacrifice their lives for the Qing court. There are only two types of people who can be driven by the court and have strong martial arts skills: one is the group of eunuchs represented by the Tiangang Tongzi Kung Fu and the "Sunflower Book"; the other is the Tibetan lamas who practice Tantric Kung Fu.
The Qing government learned the lessons of the Ming Dynasty's eunuchs and imposed more restrictions on eunuchs: they were not allowed to study, be literate, practice martial arts, or get involved in politics, otherwise they would be executed without mercy. Therefore, there were no eunuchs with high martial arts skills in the Qing palace.
He Shen kept asking and asking, but he could only put his hope in the lama. The Qing royal family believed in Tibetan Buddhism and often invited lamas into the palace to lecture on Buddhist scriptures. It is not difficult to find a few lamas with profound merits, but whether they can successfully assassinate the green-faced girl is unknown.
The sunset turned half of the sky red that day. Li Qingge came back from inspecting the military camp, dressed in military uniform and looking heroic. She sat at the table, looking at the flickering candlelight, lost in thought. What’s the next step? How can we completely defeat the Qing court and realize our ideals?
Suddenly, she felt a strange aura surrounding her. Strange figures flashed quickly under the candlelight. Although these figures were fast and unparalleled, they could not be hidden from her eyes.
Li Qingge stood up suddenly and shouted coldly: "Where are the rats sneaking around? Get out of here!" Her voice echoed in the night air, carrying an unquestionable majesty.
As her drink ended, several figures flashed out of the darkness and landed in front of her. These people were dressed in black and had black gauze masks, revealing only a pair of eyes that shone with cold light. They were the master lamas sent by He Shen with the intention of assassinating Li Qingge.
Facing these sudden enemies, Li Qingge did not show any panic. She glanced at them coldly, mentally prepared for a fight. A battle of life and death is about to begin quietly in this night...
(End of this chapter)