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Chapter 724 My Lord, Let's Do Great Things!
The bad news quickly spread to the military aircraft department. The general Wang Jiaowei, who was supposed to go out five days later, was so badly sprained that he couldn't even leave the door.

It is said that after returning home, General Wang slapped his father, sprained his ankle, and was bedridden afterwards.

The superstitious saying is that the son beats the father and suffers retribution.

The scientific saying is that when hitting too hard, the result is that the foot plate is unstable, the left foot trips over the right foot, and sprains.

As for why the Great General Wang slapped his father, the gossip said that his father was crazy with joy.

This gossip is quite accurate. After an idle official from the Han army who attacked his ancestor's fifth-rank Yunqiwei, he suddenly became the Qing royal family, and Ama, who was his mother, became the king of the general. At least get a Gushan Beizi, even if he is alone, he will go crazy!

The thing is that.

I don’t know if the general king’s Ama woke up, anyway, the general king’s foot injury is very serious, he can’t get up in bed, let alone riding a horse, even riding a car is uncomfortable.

How can this be good?

Using soldiers is like putting out fire!

The Military Aircraft Department and the Ministry of War were caught off guard by this news. They had just formulated the expedition ceremony for the Great General King, and all the troops who were ordered to go south to quell the chaos have also received transfer orders one after another. Everyone in and outside the city will be crying for their parents.

Baqi Erlang, who was about to go south to quell the chaos, was crying, and the families of the Eight Banners soldiers who died in the Battle of Wuchang were also crying.

It made the capital, which was originally happy to hold the National Assembly, that every family would wear hemp and mourning, and the clouds would be clouded, and they would be in a state of panic all day long.

The last time there was such a scene in Beijing, it was still the news of He Tongbo's defeat.

The posthumous affairs of Dingxi Great General Feng Sheng'e were settled, that is, to enter the Ziguang Pavilion, gift the prince Taibao, the first-class viscount, and his younger brother Buyandalai to inherit the title, and another posthumous title of "Chengwu", enshrined in the Zhaozhong Temple.

The posthumous treatment is relatively low. When Fukang An, who was still a minister of counselors, died, the emperor gave him a title of Dorobel, posthumously named "Wenxiang". .

Of course, this has something to do with the fact that Fu Xiaosanzi may be the emperor's illegitimate son.

However, after the death of Ming Ming, who was also the great general of Dingxi, the imperial court conferred the title of third-class Marquis of Xiangyong, with the posthumous title of "Wen Xiang".
It was enshrined in Xianliang Temple and Zhaozhong Temple.

When it was Feng Sheng's turn, he was only given a first-class viscount with the posthumous title of "Chengwu", which was obviously not equal to his status as the Great General of Dingxi before his death.

This posthumous treatment was not given by Qianlong, but by Lao Fu.

The reason why the decision was so poor might be that Henfeng raised the quota and ruined the last main field force of the Qing Dynasty, which made his original plan to use this army to overwhelm the political opponents bankrupt.

No matter how much you cry in Beijing, the chaos in the south will always settle down.

Even members of the rich party think that Guizi Liu is the best candidate to quell the chaos.

On the one hand, this person can be kept away from the center completely, and take the opportunity to get back the post of governor of Zhili.

Secondly, the rebels can be suppressed by relying on this person's military ability.

Regardless of victory or defeat, it is a good thing for the court.

But now that Guizi Liu is cheating and saying that he can't travel far because of a sprained ankle, this is really shameless.

The ministers of military and aircraft are all human beings, and they all feel that it is impossible for Guiziliu to sprain his feet, either because he is afraid of the war and dare not go, or because he does not want to hand over the Zhili territory.

There are different opinions, and there is no charter for a while, so I can only report to Fu Zhongtang quickly.

Where did Master Zhongtang go?
Went to Yongshou Palace to see the emperor.

When Lao Fu received the news, he was exercising his fists, not about to start the fight, but finished it.

Shengsheng held Qianlong's seven punches.

Qianlong was tough this time, he didn't beg Fu Ge to give him less punches, but gritted his teeth and accepted it silently, probably because he knew he was wronging Fu Ge.

"It's not for Yong Xin's sake, see if I can kill you!"

Old Fu looked at Hongli, who was squatting on the ground with his arms around his shoulders, and walked away with a "bah", and halfway received the news that the general Wang's ankle was sprained.

"A sprained foot?"

Old Fu was stunned, and then snorted: "Fuck me again, don't talk about a sprained ankle, even a sprained ankle, he has to go!"

The Palace of the Great General.

The Minister of Rites, Queenie, brought a brand-new princely uniform to the general king.

There are two pieces in total, one is a khaki court dress with a dragon embroidered on it and blue waves rippling at the hem.

The make-up suit is stone blue, with a five-clawed golden dragon embroidered on the front chest, front and rear facing dragons, and two shoulders walking.

I brought all the court crowns, shawls, mending gowns, and court belts, and none of them fell out. I personally waited for the prince to dress up a new one, and then put on the court beads and court boots for the prince. Not to mention, there is no need to look in the mirror. The domineering temperament comes out immediately, and there is no need to pretend.

"My lord is really wise and powerful, and he's so handsome!"

Queenie was deeply moved.

"Is it?"

Jia Liu looked at himself in the mirror repeatedly, and the more he looked at himself, the happier he became, and he couldn't help but sigh: "When I first debuted, I thought Master Zhongtang was my ceiling, but I didn't expect that today I can be the Great General King of the Qing Dynasty. It's really good luck, God treats me well."

"My lord, the great general is not your end, the emperor is!"

Queenie didn't allow the prince to get rich, so he had to remonstrate, "A prince who doesn't want to be the emperor is not a good prince."

"Makes sense,"

When Jia Liu nodded happily, the old man came, but he heard that the prince had sprained his ankle, so he specially brought a century-old ginseng tree from the house to visit the prince.

Queenie looked contemptuous: "My lord is traumatized, what's the use of bringing a ginseng tree here?"

The old man knew that he was too good to attract Queenie's jealousy, so he ignored him at the moment, and respectfully offered the old man's ginseng.

Jia Liu took it and smelled it. He didn't know much about ginseng, so he put it down casually, and squatted up and down to see if the prince's outfit fit him well.

By the way, he jumped and kicked.

Uh?
The old man suddenly realized that the prince has sprained his ankle, he is clearly greedy for life and afraid of death and does not want to lead troops south.

At the moment, he said with concern: "If the prince really doesn't want to go, he can find other reasons. There is no need to make such a big sacrifice."

Jia Liu looked annoyed: "Is there any reason, I also want to stay on the ground of keeping my filial piety, but my father refuses to die."

"Cough cough."

Hum Ha and the two generals pretended to have a cold at the same time to avoid embarrassment for the prince.

Queenie asked weakly, "Your Highness really doesn't want to lead troops out?"

"Recruit his grandma! To give a false name as a great general king will make this king work for his life? They have a good idea!"

Jia Liu really didn't want to go, not because he was afraid of death or that he would not be able to rejuvenate the Han army, but because he was worried that his new policies in Zhili and his plans for Beiyang trade would be affected.

As the old saying goes, people take tea cold.

Who knows if it will be a few months or a few years.

"My lord, in fact, it is a good thing for the emperor to appoint you as the general king. Even if the lord does not want to go south, he can use this title to take military power and do great things."

When Queenie said this, she even glanced out of the window, looking like a thief.

Seeing this, Jia Liu couldn't help but cheer up: "What's the big deal?"

Queenie lowered her voice and said, "Imitate the old story of the Northern Song Emperor Taizu."

"Ok?"

Jia Liu's expression immediately became extremely wretched, Lao Ah hurriedly agreed: "Yes, it's cold, the prince should add some clothes."

(End of this chapter)