Harem: Biography of Concubine Qin

Chapter 264
On the far coast of Fujian Province, in an old government office, Yao Qisheng stood in front of the window, meditating silently.

The night was like water, and there was silence.

The tumbling sound of the waves is like a hypnotic country song in the quiet night, which makes people feel more melancholy.

He smoothed his gray and ragged beard with his hands, sighed, and walked back to the desk.

Pick up the pen and it's full of ink.Thinking about what to write, I fell into deep thought again.

Thick ink dripped from the unpretentious brush pen and landed on the stack of paper.

Yao Qisheng couldn't help shaking his head, picked up the top piece of paper and put it aside.

Next to it was a stack of papers that were also stained, or that had wrongly written characters, neatly stacked one by one.

The paper is stained with ink, so naturally it cannot be written as a memorial to the emperor.

However, it can still be used as a draft for calculating troops.

He picked up the pen again, and wrote on a neat piece of paper, "My minister, Governor of Fujian Yao Qisheng, today there is an opening book."

Just as I was writing this, I heard footsteps outside, and a brave man in armor walked in.

"Old Yao, I knew you hadn't rested yet."

Yao Qisheng knew without looking up that the person walking in was Shi Lang.

"Pour some tea quickly."

The servants in the yamen were not so conscious, they would not pour tea on their own when they saw a guest coming in, and he had to remind him personally.

Shi Lang smiled, and sat down on the chair next to him without restraint.

"Isn't there tea here? It's just cold. I'm a country guy, so this is fine."

He lifted the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of cold tea.

I drank it all in one gulp, and the remaining water stains at the bottom of the cup reflected the full moon outside the window.

It has been a few days since Nalan Mingzhu sent a letter to the two of them last time. I think the secret letter from Suo'etu to the Governor of Zhejiang mentioned in his letter will arrive soon, right?
After drinking tea, he walked up to Yao Qisheng to see what he wrote.

"Yao Gong, what do you want to say to the emperor? Could it be..."

Could it be that he wanted to tell the emperor what Nalan Mingzhu had told him?
Yao Qisheng was holding a pen in his hand, and in order to prevent the ink from dripping on the paper, his pen tip was facing a small inkstone.

Seeing that he kept silent, Shi Lang had a plan in his mind.

He frowned, "Mr. Yao, you and I both know that we can only follow what Nalan Mingzhu said. Otherwise, how can the governor of Zhejiang be willing to withdraw his hand?"

Yao Qisheng sighed: "The old man also knows. It's just that this matter is a factional dispute between the two of them after all. How can it be for the recovery of Taiwan?"

"It doesn't matter what Nalan Mingzhu's purpose is. He is now a pro-Han party in the court. He has the upper hand, so we can let go in Fujian. I am fed up with this feeling of being ruled by others!"

The governor of Zhejiang, with a high-ranking appearance, hindered him and Yao Qisheng's various methods of recovering Taiwan as soon as he came to Fujian.

As long as Shi Lang has the slightest objection, he will attack with rebel generals and second ministers.

The war was put on hold for a while.

The governor of Zhejiang has Suo'etu's support behind him, and they know it well.

Just when he was at a loss, a letter from Nalan Mingzhu came.

He said that Suo'etu not only sent the governor of Zhejiang to make trouble, but more importantly, to grab credit.

He was dissatisfied that the credit was taken by Yao Qisheng or Shi Lang, they were Han Chinese.

Nalan Mingzhu said in the letter, if the governor of Zhejiang has this heart, let the two of them do the trick.

He wants to claim credit?Then deliberately fight a defeat, so that he can't eat and walk around.

The emperor is very concerned about the war, and the Governor of Zhejiang intervened to cause the defeat. The emperor will definitely not spare him and Suo'etu.

At that time, no one will dictate their strategy to recover Taiwan and control them everywhere.

Shi Lang appreciated this idea very much, but Yao Qisheng hesitated.

This method is indeed once and for all, but it will also do great harm to the Fujian Navy.

To lose a battle means that innocent soldiers are killed or wounded, and precious warships are sunk.

How can he bear it?
What's more, Nalan Mingzhu's desire to attack Suo'etu is clearly revealed. If he knew about it and didn't report it, wouldn't he become an accomplice in the party struggle?

Seeing that Yao Qisheng was still hesitant, Shi Lang became impatient, "My Lord Yao, no matter how serious the faction is, it is a matter within the Qing Dynasty. But the battle to recover Taiwan is not victorious, and Taiwan does not belong to our Qing Dynasty!"

It is clear which is more important.

Yao Qisheng said: "Those soldiers were brought out by you yourself, you have the heart to deliberately defeat the battle and let them die?"

"Could it be that my soldiers won't die if this war continues? Let the Taiwan Navy regain their strength, and they will only die more in the future! This matter will be resolved quickly. As long as no one hinders me, I will be able to Recover Taiwan with the navy!"

His words were so loud that they echoed in the silent night.

Yao Qisheng's heart trembled, and the pen in his hand fell on the table.

He knew that Shi Lang was by no means a boastful person.

He must be sure that he can say such a thing.

"That's all, my old man will listen to you once."

He murmured to himself, and then put the piece of paper that read "Yao Qisheng, Governor of Fujian Province, today there is an opening book" and put it on top of the stack that had just been dripped with ink.

Only then did Shi Lang breathe a sigh of relief. If the governor of Zhejiang didn't leave, he would almost be unable to continue his job.

Since it is good to ask you not to leave, then you can only follow Nalan Mingzhu's wishes and force it.

It's just that once he leaves this time, he might never come back...

half a month later.

"Eight hundred miles hastened the military situation, and the Fujian Navy was defeated!"

A hoarse military report exploded in front of the main gate of Changchun Garden, and a fast horse fell outside the gate covered in blood.

"Hurry up, carry it into the gatehouse first!"

The guards outside the door rushed forward to help the soldier on horseback. His sailor uniform was soaked with sweat, and layers of dry skin burst out on his lips.

This is obviously a symptom of heatstroke after riding a horse under the scorching sun for a long time without rest.

While carrying him, a guard asked doubtfully: "No, if it's an urgent military report, why didn't it come from the post soldiers at the post station?"

A sharp-eyed guard saw the blood-soaked horse outside the door, and hurriedly said, "Bring the horse in quickly, it's a sweat-blooded horse! A horse is worth more than one of our lives!"

Everyone was in an uproar, looking at the horse, there was no wound on the horse.

That blood is just its sweat.

"The emperor gifted the Fujian navy with a hard-earned horse, which is specially used to convey emergency military information. This person may have rode a fast horse all the way from Fujian."

"My God, riding a horse from Fujian to the capital in this hot weather, it's lucky that he didn't die!"

With this bloody horse, the identity of this person is beyond doubt.

Everyone hurriedly carried him in to lie down, and poured water and medicine on him.

Fortunately, in this midsummer weather, anti-heat medicine is always prepared in the concierge, in case the guards suffer from heat stroke.

One person untied the bamboo tube on the back of the heatstroke soldier, and there were three small fiery red flags on it, showing the importance of this military situation.

"Emergency military situation cannot be delayed for a moment, who of you will send this military situation to the emperor?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. They could clearly hear the last words of the heatstroke soldier outside the door before he fell down.

"Eight hundred miles hastened the military situation, and the Fujian Navy was defeated!"

Who would dare to pass such unlucky words to the emperor?

But this military message was sent from the place that the emperor cared most about, otherwise he would not have specially given a rare sweaty BMW to convey the message.

If they delay the military situation, the emperor will definitely see the crime when he finds out.

"You go."

One of the guards who was transferred at the latest was pushed out by the crowd. He wanted to cry but had no tears.

It's his turn to do this kind of evil, why don't you push him when you usually receive rewards?
With a bitter face, he took the heavy bamboo tube and carried it on his back through gritted teeth.

"Eight hundred miles hastened the military situation, and the Fujian Navy was defeated!"

He shouted loudly and ran straight to the main hall of Changchun Garden...

"Snapped!"

The emperor threw a teacup into the hall angrily, "Suo'etu, you are bold!"

It was the first time that Suo'etu was reprimanded by the emperor. He knelt on the ground hurriedly, ignoring the pieces of the porcelain cup stuck on his leg.

"I knew you were not upset about the battle to recover Taiwan. I handed over everything to the Han officials and Han soldiers. You contradicted me many times in the court and sent your cronies, the governor of Zhejiang, to Fujian to intervene. I care about the face of the old minister, and I hope you Turn back as soon as possible, I didn't expect you to get worse!"

The emperor slammed the military emergency report jointly signed by Yao Qisheng and Shi Lang on Suo'etu's head.

Suo'etu picked up the military newspaper that fell from his head in embarrassment, and glanced at it unwillingly.

The governor of Zhejiang insisted on leading the navy to fight, and was hit hard by the Taiwan navy on the islands of Penghu...

He didn't dare to look any more and closed his eyes.

In the end, this plan still failed, not only failed to restore the emperor's sacred heart, but also made the emperor furious.

When he heard Naihe's plan at the beginning, he also faintly felt that something was wrong.

However, after thinking about it all night, he finally sent a letter to the governor of Zhejiang, asking him to follow Naihe's suggestion.

He has no other way, if he doesn't restore the emperor's sacred heart, he can only let Tong Guowei be framed.

Not only Tong Guowei, but also Nalan Pearl, Chen Xihai...

"I'm guilty, sir."

He bowed deeply and prostrated himself on the ground.

"Hmph, you pleaded guilty? Your sins are more than that! Bring them up!"

Suo'etu hurriedly looked back, only to see that Naren was wearing prison clothes and was escorted up to the hall by two guards.

Beside him, Nai walked up calmly and knelt down to pay respects to the emperor.

A desperate thought flashed through Suo'etu's mind, and he couldn't shake it off.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, his eyes fixed on the smiling Naihe.

Naihe looked back at him without fear, his eyes filled with disdain.

It seems that Suo'etu, who is kneeling on the ground now, is the most stupid person in the world.

Suo'etu felt his chest tighten, and a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out of his throat.

It's Naihe, it's him!He deliberately came up with that trick to harm himself!
"Naihe, tell Suoxiang what crime he has!"

The emperor scolded angrily, and the second son of Suoxiang was full of sarcasm.

Naihe replied: "Going back to the emperor, Suo'etu set up a conference hall in the mansion to gather ministers to discuss political affairs. The servants took part in his lustful power and also participated in it. I heard this Naren with my own ears and said that he wanted to ask for Ertu. To help the young prince, without Prince Suo'etu, there is no way to rely on these words."

The emperor was so angry that he smiled instead of angry.

"Okay, okay. My good patriarch Suo'etu. Is he dead? Without the prince, you will be helpless? Or do you want to find a way to make the prince lose his father and rely on you?"

(End of this chapter)