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Shanhaiguan.

The first heavy snowfall in the first year of the Restoration came later than before, and there was no warning in advance. Therefore, when snowflakes the size of goose feathers fell from the sky, Jia Liu, who was investigating an ancient stone battlefield, couldn't help being stunned. , and then ordered the accompanying officials of Yongping Mansion to dispatch personnel to pick up the bones of the fallen soldiers of the Dashun Army who have not been restrained so far, bury them together, and set up a monument to remember them.

Afterwards, I got excited and asked Chen Jialuo, the vice president of the Poetry Association, to improvise a poem.

"what?"

Qianlong was stunned for a moment, improvising a bit embarrassing him, so he subconsciously and habitually looked at Ji Xiaolan who used to help him in emergencies, hoping that the other party would help him again.

However, Lao Ji didn't care about him, so he snorted: "What are you looking at?"

Seeing this, Queenie couldn't bear it, and kindly reminded the former master: "Old Chen, hurry up, don't waste your majesty's time, your majesty will go to close the door to hold the imperial military and political meeting later."

"I"

A sense of sadness welled up from the bottom of Qianlong's heart. He suppressed the grievance and anger, and forced a smile on his face to apologize to the Six Emperors on the white horse: "Then I will show my shame!"

The vice president of the Great Qing Poetry Association is from the position of the sixth rank, and enjoys the treatment of the deputy level of the department. Although the real power cannot catch up with the county magistrate of the seventh rank, he can be a minister in front of the emperor.

This is not Qianlong's arrogance.

Immediately, Jia Liu smiled, and pulled his whip casually: "Old Chen, you are bold and creative, so don't have any worries. You have served the people in Changping for more than two months. The relevant departments say that you have performed very well. You wrote I also took the time to read those sentiments. It’s very good, very profound, and finally looks at things and considers problems from the perspective of ordinary people. This is very difficult and extremely rare. Now, let me take a look If your labor and study results are good, you can report them and publicize them."

"Your Majesty's care for me is so meticulous that I am moved day and night. During my labor in Changping, I also realized that I have committed unforgivable mistakes towards the Qing Dynasty and my subjects in the past. If it wasn't for your majesty's generosity and giving me a chance to start a new life, I am afraid I will never be able to make progress like His Majesty in this life, and serve the country and the people wholeheartedly."

Qianlong burst into tears as he spoke, a little choked up.

Jia Liu was also moved, secretly vigilant when the fourth devil became so progressive, and he couldn't be hit by his sugar-coated shells, and thinking that the old guy had a long life and could live for another 20 years, he couldn't help but feel murderous.

Because, he wasn't sure if he would walk ahead of the fourth devil.

Life is impermanent.

Don't let the old fourth devil have the last laugh like the old Tokugawa devil, it would be a big shame.

"As a subjugated king, I should have made atonement for the mistakes I made in the past. I don't want your Majesty to give me the opportunity to serve the people."

Qianlong continued to review the past, as if he wanted to take this opportunity to impress the Six Emperors, otherwise he would be sent to work in the Sanitation Office in Changping later on. His old bones would be too much for him.

But just after saying a few words, the six emperors immediately became unhappy. They pointed at Qianlong fiercely with the whip, and said sullenly: "Old Chen, pay attention to your wording, what kind of king of subjugation? When did the Qing Dynasty die! It's your Da The Qing Dynasty is dead, or my Great Qing Dynasty is dead! You say that, do you still have resentment and opinions towards me in your heart?"

Queenie couldn't listen anymore, and asked Qianlong sharply: "Who allowed you to say that, what are your intentions! What do you want to express!"

"what?"

Qianlong was stunned, and when he was about to explain that he had no other intentions, Ji Xiaolan who was beside him rushed up angrily and gave him a big blow with a bang, pointing his bong at his forehead and shouting emotionally: "The king of subjugation!" Jun, you deserve it too!"

"You dare to snatch His Majesty's crown, I think you, Chen Jialuo, don't want to live anymore!"

Wang Sixi, director of security, stepped forward to drag Qianlong down.

"Forget it, Lao Chen also made an unintentional mistake."

It was still Jia Liurenyi who reprimanded Director Wang, then looked at Qianlong who was too scared to make a sound while covering half of his face, and said in a harmonious voice: "Don't say that you are a king of subjugation in the future. If you abdicate on your own initiative, you will still be of great service to the country and the people." of.
The Qing Dynasty is now thriving under the leadership of Zhen, with everything waiting to be done, the army and the people are united, and the situation is very good. As a former emperor, you still have to pay attention to your words. If you say something bad, let foreigners listen to it, what will they do? see me?How do you see Qing Dynasty?Will you say that I abused you, the former leader, or that you still have restoration ideas? "

"Yes Yes Yes."

Qianlong nodded again and again, and said with great admiration: "Under the leadership of His Majesty, the Qing Dynasty is much stronger than I was then. It's my fault, it's my stupidity. I must pay attention next time, I must pay attention!"

"Okay, let's not take it as an example, let's write poetry."

Jia Liu smiled softly, and really wanted to hear about Qianlong's creations.

In any case, in terms of numbers alone, the fourth devil is worthy of the title of Emperor of Poetry.

"Yes, Your Majesty, that minister made a fool of himself!"

Qianlong didn't dare to be negligent, looked up at the surrounding environment, took a step forward after a little pondering, and then said "Ah" full of affection: "The cold wind is blowing, the snow is falling, the road is long, and we are walking with songs! Looking back The stars, the past is like a cloud of smoke, I still remember the time of parting, leaving only the love in the snow, the love in the snow, the dream in the snow, the dream is not awakened, the infatuation is exchanged for a lifetime of tears."

"Ok?"

Lao Ji and Lao Kui looked at each other: What did the fourth devil do?
But the Six Emperors listened with great interest, because this is the new style of poetry he advocated, which is very pleasant to listen to. It is rare that Qianlong comprehended the spirit of his speech on literary works that should be close to the atmosphere of the earth in a short period of time. As expected, being an emperor is not the same.

"Good, good, good."

Jia Liu kept nodding his head and let the snowflakes weigh on his shoulders on the white horse.

This time he visited a stone battlefield, not because he was worried that the Eight Banners outside the pass would repeat the previous stone battle, but he simply came to have a look.

Thinking about the consequences of that war again, I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion deep in my heart.

Li Zicheng underestimated the enemy and marched eastward with only 6 people.

The Qing army was a general mobilization, and all males over the age of 12 in Shengjing put on armor and set off to fight the decisive battle.

The coalition forces of the Ming and Qing Dynasties were in the tens of thousands, nearly three times the strength of Li Zicheng.

As a result, the soldiers of the Shun Army fought desperately, but they were unable to change the situation of being outnumbered. In the end, they retreated across the board, making Dashun the shortest-lived dynasty in Chinese history.

It also made the Chinese keep their braids.

Lessons from the past, the teacher behind the car.

Therefore, for this Eastern Expedition, Jia Liu mobilized 10 people.

The enemy, only [-].

The snow was falling harder and harder, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger. Being in the vast ancient battlefield, Jia Liu couldn't help feeling proud.

Seeing this, Queenie immediately sensibly suggested that His Majesty the Emperor should also come to a song.

"Shall I have a song?"

"Come on!"

"Okay, okay, since you guys want to listen to me, then I'll play a song."

Jia Liu let out a sigh of relief, reined in his horse and walked forward for a few steps, then stopped suddenly, his brows pointing to the north like a long sword, and said proudly: "The scenery of the northern country is covered with ice for thousands of miles, and snow drifts for thousands of miles."

In an instant, a golden light flashed in the sky above a piece of rock, the sky and the earth changed color, and the space seemed to collapse. Countless heroic spirits poured out from the cracks in the space, and worshiped the six emperors on the white horse.