This late Ming Dynasty is outrageous

Chapter 65: Chapter 62
The imperial study room was silent like a cicada, and a group of servants lay on the ground and no one dared to speak.

Seeing the state of his colleagues, He Shen couldn't help but licked his lips and said, "Long Live Lord, please invite Ji Xiaolan, Liu Yong and others to discuss matters."

"No, Lord Long Live, the Han people harbor evil intentions."

"Master, the Han people can't be trusted."

"Heshen, what do you mean, how many people are there in the Eight Banners, and how many Han people. Now that the Han people are making trouble, and it has become a trend, can these Han officials still believe it?"

"Once Liu Yong and Ji Xiaolan know the truth about Cao thief, I'm afraid these slaves will have second thoughts. Long live Lord think twice."

"That's right, they must persuade us to endure this anger, but when did our Eight Banners suffer this kind of anger, and when did Long Live Lord suffer this kind of anger."

"Jen Ren Ren, after one winter, the power of the thieves will expand again. This is not Ren, this is an opportunity for the thieves to develop."

"Han dogs can't be trusted, Long Live Lord, we are our own people."

"Long Live Lord, Wencheng Wude, the royal driver personally conquered, the Cao thief is not enough to prove, he can be destroyed with a backhand."

The servants who dared not make a sound became excited one by one, pointing at He Shen and cursing angrily.

He Shen's face was livid, and he was trembling with anger: "Long live, at this moment, we in the Qing Dynasty can only get through the difficulties with one heart and one mind. Shenyang is covered with snow and mountains, with a vast territory and a small population. Even if the thieves are given a chance, they will not grow. How much. If I wait to take the initiative to attack, the army will travel across mountains and rivers, not to mention whether it will succeed, even if it is a stalemate, it will drag me down."

"He Shen, what do you mean? Do you say that I, the Qing Dynasty, can't beat Cao Bandit? Or do you mean that Long Live Lord can't beat Cao Bandit?"

He Shen's complexion changed: "Long Live Lord, the servant is really thinking about my Qing Dynasty. Let's wait for the beginning of spring, and the people will breathe a sigh of relief. I can't bear it, Lord Long Live."

"Long live Lord sees clearly, the slave is really thinking about my Daqing country and society, Long live Lord."

The other servants were outraged.

"He Zhongtang, what do you mean, we don't think about me Daqing Jiangsan?"

"We are all children of the Eight Banners, so we want to destroy our ancestors?"

"Our Long Live Lord is wise and powerful, fought south and north, and has both civil and military skills. You are so afraid of Cao Bandit, do you mean that our Long Live Lord is not as good as Cao Bandit?"

"He Shen, say it again..."

Bang.

The Qianlong old dog above was trembling with anger, and the dragon's face turned black.

He couldn't help but raised his hand and slammed the table, gritted his teeth and said, "What's the fuss about making noise? When are you still messing around here, do you want to stop making noise when they hit the capital?"

The slave didn't dare to say anything, and lay on the ground with his buttocks up and down.

Just then, the sound of footsteps came.

The old dog Qianlong looked, and saw a thin figure with a delicate face approaching step by step, it turned out to be a woman.

That woman has a delicate face, fair complexion and beautiful appearance, long legs, and a majestic chest. She is a strange woman at first glance.

At this moment, the woman walked to the front quickly, and after a thousand beatings, she knelt down on all fours and steadfastly, and made Qianlong and a group of servants excited with an indistinct voice:

"The slave Qingchuan kowtowed to the master, the master is auspicious."

The old Qianlong dog softened his face: "Qingchuan, what happened to what you said?"

Qingchuan was lying on the ground, with a gold brick on his forehead, breathing in and out, it was full of stinky feet.She frowned slightly, but she didn't dare to change her expression. As a newly promoted servant, she is not qualified to give opinions to the masters and masters of Qunman.

Master, is this foot odor?

This is the noble spirit of the master.

Qingchuan took a deep breath, only feeling... want to vomit.

She quickly bit her lip to wake up, and then said loudly, "Master, the slaves have already made a lot of skis, and the strong and strong people in the army have been training for half a month, and now they have achieved something. Please move, Master." In the school grounds, the slave will demonstrate in person."

The old dog Qianlong was overjoyed: "Okay, you lead the way ahead. If it is really useful, I will grant your request and let you create a musketeer team. If you can really hit the thieves, I will allow you to enter the palace and serve me."

Qing Chuan was overjoyed: "Thank you for your kindness, Master. This slave will definitely do his best to serve my Qing Dynasty and my Master. My Qing Dynasty is invincible in the world."

Qing Chuan raised her buttocks and kowtowed in ecstasy, while a group of masters stared at her raised buttocks and swallowed secretly.

Qianlong's old dog went to the school grounds in Long Xun, and Qingchuan's little servant led the way.She ran all the way, out of breath, but her heart was really hot.

It's a great kindness for the master to allow her to serve her personally.She traveled through Qingchuan once, and only when there was smoke from the ancestral grave was she able to serve her master, which was the greatest merit.

"I didn't expect that my mother could still travel through filming. What kind of star should I be? Isn't it good to be a concubine?"

Qing Chuan looked forward to his future, and trotted ahead in person, heading straight for the school grounds like a police dog leading the way.

"Who is this woman?"

"That's right, it suddenly appeared on the street that day. It is rumored that this woman has known about it for 500 years."

"A charlatan?"

"Hehe, with her body and face, what about a liar? It's not impossible for Long Live Lord to be thoughtful. What's more, this woman has real skills."

He Shen and a group of servants followed behind on horseback, looking at Qingchuan in whispers.Those long legs are running, and the little buttocks are twisting and twisting, don't say it looks really exciting.

He had a half-smile: "This girl ran out from elder brother's house and asked to see the master. She is not a quiet master at first glance. I advise you not to get close to her. Something will happen to her sooner or later."

The servants were startled when they heard the words, and immediately looked at Qingchuan as if they were dead.

You are not even a slave, but you ran out of elder brother's house to join the emperor, you are a rebellious boy.

No master would like such a restless slave.

It is good to be ambitious, but it also depends on your own status.If you want to climb up, you have to be a slave first, right?Not even a slave, so he started to show off.

On the school grounds, the old dog Qianlong looked at the figure shuttling through the snow in shock.

Qing Chuan stepped on the skis and came to the front with lightning speed.

"Master, this servant guessed that the rebels could march on heavy snow, and I heard from the little master of the Eight Banners who came to the capital that the things they stepped on were extremely fast. This is by no means a fairy method, it must be the skis under the feet of this servant."

"If our army has this kind of skis, it will surely be able to march on heavy snow. At that time, killing the rebels will be a surprise. Our Eight Banners Heavenly Soldiers are invincible in the world. As long as we get close and hit a hundred, can this rebel still be our opponent of the Eight Banners? "

"The slave asks the master to send troops to wipe out the rebels in one fell swoop. Anyone who violates my Qing Dynasty will be punished no matter how far away."

Qingchuan's little servant knelt on the ground respectfully, with her head pressed against the snow and her limbs on the ground. Although she was a woman, her nasal cavity was heavy like a milk baby's when she spoke, but her voice was loud, full of confidence, and strong morale.

When the masters heard this voice, they all shivered and parted their legs slightly.

Really strong morale.

The old Qianlong dog also slapped his thigh violently: "Well said, those who violate the Qing Dynasty will be punished even if they are far away. Qingchuan, you have done a good job. This ski is a killer weapon in the army. In view of your contribution this time, I allow you to join the Eight Banners, from now on, you will be my real slave."

"Slave thank you Lord Ron."

Qingchuan's little servant kowtowed with gratitude, trembling with excitement.

This is a slave.

Serious servant.

The servant who the master personally nodded.

Looking at the round buttocks kneeling there, the old dog Qianlong couldn't help but licked his lips a little emotionally.But thinking of the rebels, Qian Longan endured the restlessness in his heart.

I thought it was not the time yet, after the rebels were wiped out, this woman would be useless, and she could play with her at will.

The musket must also be destroyed at that time, and it must not fall into the hands of the Han people.If not, I am afraid that the Han people will never be peaceful.

Thinking of this, the old Qianlong dog didn't care about Qingchuan's little servant lying on all fours. He turned his head and looked at He Shen and the others with a cold face and said, "Now, can we send troops?"

He Shen took a deep breath, knowing that Qianlong had already made up his mind.He hurriedly knelt down: "My master is wise."

The Qianlong old dog squinted his eyes, and curled his mouth: "Feng Qingchuan is a fourth-rank guard with a knife, walking in the palace."

"Slave, thank you Lord Long En." The emperor's grace is so great, the family is smoking, and Qing Chuan is trembling with excitement.

What kind of star is my wife?

She gritted her teeth and raised her head: "This slave is going to go out with the army. As long as His Majesty gives this slave a musketeer team, this slave will have the confidence to destroy Cao Kun in one battle."

Damn Cao Kun, rebelled in my Qing Dynasty.

There is no name or surname in history.

Anyway, sooner or later it will be wiped out, it is better to let me, Qingchuan, make a contribution.

(End of this chapter)