On the 1911 month of the 56th year of Qianlong, on the afternoon of the eighth day of the sixth month, Qianlong, who had already arrived at the Summer Resort for 12 days, finally received an emergency of 800 miles from the Minister of Kulun's Service Songjun and Yunduan Doerji - the Northern Navy sent troops!

By the way, people will become more stubborn as they get older, not to mention an emperor like Qianlong who has been arbitrary for nearly 60 years. He has long been used to doing everything himself and is very confident in his physical condition. Several Han scholars have advised him to ask the emperor to sit in the Old Summer Palace and not to lead the army in person. Qianlong directly accused these people of "confused and pedantic".

Is this the imperial commander in person? No! They just follow the usual routine of autumn Mulan, but they have a lot of soldiers.

Although Qianlong always followed Kangxi, he never personally led the army to fight, and he was the best at strategizing and winning a thousand miles.

The emperor personally led the army to boost morale for his soldiers and told them to continue to persevere, and victory was right in front of them; on the other hand, to tell the enemy soldiers, let them quickly abandon their weapons and surrender and discuss the conditions for peace.

However, for Beihai Town, which was regarded as the enemy of life and death by Qianlong, it was obvious that neither of these two points matched.

In fact, from a month ago, Qianlong, Agui, Heshen, Wang Jie and others were convinced that the Northern Navy would go south to Outer Mongolia based on the information they had. After that, Fu Kang'an sent two memorials in succession, detailing his understanding of Zhao Xin. From this, the Qing monarchs and ministers of the Qing Dynasty had learned about Zhao Xin's intention to fight martial arts in the north and south in the past two years.

After careful consideration, Qianlong finally decided to go north to Rehe. This move was to cheer up the Khalkha nobles and princes and said that the Qing Dynasty would not give up on them; the second was that once the battle situation was beneficial to his side, he would send troops north to support him; the third was that if the situation was not good, he could still bring Zhebuzundanba back to Beijing.

In addition to allowing the green camps in Shanxi and Zhili to start moving towards Zhangjiakou one after another, the Qing Dynasty even gathered in Shandan to enter Outer Mongolia from Alxa's Erlut Banner.

At present, the Qing dynasties and ministers knew that there was no chance to fight with the Northern Navy. After several sand table deductions, Qianlong decided to use Hang Aishan as the main battlefield and use the rapid maneuvering and complex terrain of the Mongolian cavalry to offset the weapons advantages of the Northern Navy.

At the end of Shen, in a large courtyard with several floors deeper than Lizheng Gate of the Summer Resort, Heshen, known as "the first person under the emperor", was standing in front of the desk and splashing ink, and his pen was swaying.

He wrote a seven-character quatrain, but he did not write the title: "The clouds are thick all day long and the clouds are thick and the rain is gone. The empty steps are drizzling and the lonely pillow is cool, and only the sound of the crows comes to the dream."

Su Qinglian, the concubine who served Bimo, put down the brush and quickly handed the warm towel to the other party, frowned slightly and said, "Master, you..."

"What's wrong?" Heshen, who was already forty-one, put down his towel, raised his hand and touched Su Qinglian's cheek that was as narrow as agar, and smiled slightly.

It is said that "poetry is the voice of the heart". Although Heshen smiles all day long, even his family feels that his cunning is unpredictable, but the thoughts projected on poetry are difficult to hide. Su Qinglian is a singer and has been good at singing poetry since she was a child. She has both sexes and craftsmanship. She can tell at a glance that Heshen has something to do.

What is the "thick clouds outside the frontier" that make her master depressed? Su Qinglian felt that there was only the Beihai Town that made the court and the country silent. So she said with a worry expression: "The master's poem is really good, but the meaning between the lines..."

He Zhongtang has a very high literary level. He has served as the chief president of Siku Quanshu, Fang Lai Pavilion, National History Museum, and Qingzi Classics Museum. Wenyuan Pavilion was appointed as the court official, and served as the palace examination review officer for three times, as a teacher Shu Jishi, and also as a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy. This is definitely not a clown-like figure who only knows how to be corrupt and flatter, even if he is favored by Qianlong. Even the literary master Yuan Mei once praised him: "I heard about poetry and etiquette for a while, and Tonghou is the champion; bent his bow and fallen geese, and the strong pen Li Moyun."

In another time and space, inside and outside the Prince Gong's Mansion, which has become a scenic spot, thousands of tourists despise the "corrupt official Heshen", but almost no one among these people has read Heshen's collection of poems; many people are misled by popular plays and plays, and regard this historical figure who dominated the late Qianlong court and the country as a clown. However, if you read his last works carefully and understand his mind, you will understand that Heshen's complexity cannot be denied by vilification.

Hearing Su Qinglian wanted to speak but stopped, Heshen understood what she wanted to say. Heshen only had four words to describe about Beihai Town, and it was difficult to cure. It was precisely because he had this idea in his heart that his emotions were inevitably revealed when he wrote a poem.

At this time, the servant came to report that the second master was here. Heshen first asked the servant to invite Helin to the study room to talk, then he leaned into Su Qinglian's ear and muttered a few words, which made the other party blush, and then gave Heshen a blank look and retreated.

When Helin came in, he was wearing a pheasant and tufted man in an official uniform and was extremely glorious. He was 37 years old this year, four years younger than Heshen. The two brothers were tall, had similar figures, and had similar faces, eyebrows and eyes. It was just because he had been running around for the past two years and looked older than Heshen.

Since last year, He Lin has been transferred from the Censor of Huguang Road to the Right Assistant Minister of the Ministry of War, responsible for planning food and grass for the Fukang'an army in Jilin. The official promotion has been very fast, but this hard work is not something that ordinary people can bear.

"Have you met the Emperor?"

"I waited for an hour until the palace gate was locked and I didn't call in. I just wanted to come and have a home visit."

Heshen nodded and said, "Go and change your clothes first. It's pine and loose. Haven't you eaten yet?"

"I had a hot pot outside Lizheng Gate. Brother, you are in a hurry to ask me to come to Rehe. What's the matter?"

Heshen waved his hand with a smile, asked Helin to go to change clothes first, and then personally ordered the arrangement of meals. He also told Liu Quan's son Liu Yin that he would tell Helin that no one was allowed to enter the yard.

Two quarters of an hour later, Helin changed his clothes and washed up and sat down to eat, while Heshen was half lying in an easy chair and passing the time with a book. Helin knew that his brother was busy, and it was rare to take time to talk to him today, so he soaked the rice in the pheasant soup, and stopped eating it after a few bites.

"Brother, I know you're busy. If you have any questions, please tell me first."

"This time I asked you to come back," Heshen threw the book aside and said with a smile: "I want you to contact the other side of Zhao and leave a way out for our family."

"Ah!" He Lin's face changed suddenly. He didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly got up and went to the door of the study room, looking outside.

Seeing his younger brother like this, Heshen shook his head and smiled bitterly, then waved and said, "Sit down, there are people watching outside the yard, and no one can get in."

"Brother, the situation has reached such a point?"

Heshen nodded slightly. Since the Northern Navy defeated Tsarist Russia last year, he has seen clearly that Zhao Xin is a man who is eccentric and unpredictable and does not play according to common sense. However, once he takes action, he will be thunderous and sweeping thousands of troops. Unless the court mobilizes hundreds of thousands of troops from all over the world to press forward, he will not be able to do anything to him by just tens of thousands of people. However, mobilizing hundreds of thousands of troops is just a matter of saying that it is okay to talk about war on paper, but there is no practicality at all. In fact, war is just a battle of logistics, and no one can play with the allocation of military supplies for hundreds of thousands of people.

"Yes, but the emperor is as kind as a mountain to our family. This is what..."

Heshen looked up at the blank paper on the roof, his eyes were faint, and he said softly: "It is because the emperor is so kind to me that I do this. I have been thinking about this for more than a year."

"How do you say this?"

"I will say this once today and I will not mention it again in the future." Heshen stood up and leaned into Helin's ear, and said in a slight voice: "Do you know how much property we have in our family? To be honest, I'm not very clear, but 100 million ranks at the bottom, and 200 million is not much."

My God! Two hundred million is not much! After hearing this, He Lin almost dislocated his chin, and he felt a wave of cold sweat coming out from behind, and soon he got soaked in his inner clothes.

"I have started to think about this since the man who fell ill the previous year," Heshen stared at his younger brother's eyes and said in a deep voice: "If there was no Zhao, no one in our family would be as stable as Mount Tai, and no one could move me down. But you have to know that this battle has been fought for five years, and the court has not asked for a slight advantage. The sea of ​​silver has gone! No matter who is in that position behind, the first difficulty is that there is no money."

"The emperor is eighty this year. Even if he has ambition, he will not be able to spend money with the Zhao. If the successor wants to deal with him, he will have to exhaust the soldiers in the world, but there is no such a lot of money! Not to mention the government, the training of soldiers, the floods and droughts have been constantly in recent years, and the management of rivers is a huge expense. Let me tell you the truth, this court has become rotten to the core, and it is impossible to do it without moving!"

"The new emperor will definitely attack me as soon as possible, because only our family has the most money!"

"Your brother, I have the spare parts of Shangyu. Only the emperor and I know a lot about Beihai Town. That person is not a bloodthirsty person, and he also gives a way out to the Manchus. The Beihai Army has a cavalry of two thousand people, most of which are our Manchus surrendered soldiers..."

Heshen broke up the affairs of Beihai Town one by one and told Helin to hear them. Many of them were secrets, and Helin didn't know them at all.

"You are now responsible for preparing food and grass for Fuyaolin. I don't know what the situation is in Jilin?"

"I know, it's not easy for him to be prosperous. I will immediately govern the army and the people. A while ago, I also cut off more than 20 Shaanxi officers' heads to establish their authority, and the military discipline has improved a lot."

"Oh~~ He is also for some people to see." Heshen sighed and continued, "I have understood the things in Dagukou two years ago. If Beihai Town wants to enter the pass, it can enter at any time. The tens of thousands of people in Fuyao Lin can't stop it. But I have never understood why Zhao's surname should leave Fuyao Lin and not fight."

He Lin's eyes widened and said in disbelief: "Brother, are you talking about Fu Yaolin and Zhao's surname..."

"No! If others in this world are connected to Beihai Town...haha~~ But Fu Yaolin will definitely not. He was raised by the emperor and likes father and son."

Heshen hesitated for a moment, touched his shaved head and said, "To be honest, the only thing I can't understand now is why the person surnamed Zhao didn't hit Wula in Jilin and insisted on keeping tens of thousands of people in Fuyaolin wandering in front of him. Don't he know the truth about 'How can others sleep on the side of the bed?'"

Helin hesitated and said, "I heard that Beihai Town in Ningguta had released 5,000 people, and there were less than 3,000 people in Hunchun. I wanted to use 8,000 people to fight..."

He Lin suddenly stopped when he talked about this. He remembered the incident in which the Northern Hai army defeated Mingliang and tens of thousands of people a few years ago. Yes, why not fight in front of him? He defeated Wula, Jilin, and then went to Shengjing to make a smooth journey.

After a change of conversation with Lin, he changed his question: "Brother, the emperor is not bad for our family. Last year, he married the tenth princess to our family..."

"The emperor naturally said nothing to me. I, Shen, are willing to be heartbroken. Even if the people coming up behind me want my head, I can't say anything! But what should you do? What should you do? What should you do if your son Yimian? Do we both have hundreds of friends in our families follow me to bury us? Why?!"

The "Yimian" mentioned by Heshen was Helin's only son. After Heshen fell in history, although his son Fengshen Yinde survived because of his umbrella, he was demoted several times after Jiaqing and thought about his mistakes behind closed doors. He died in his thirties in his thirties. As for Helin's son Fengshen Yimian was not spared. He first changed the Duke to the third-class light chariot lieutenant, and then dismissed the position of Qianqing Gate Guard, and finally became a fortune teller on the street.

In history, Fengshen Yimian took advantage of the funeral for his cousin to organize his uncle, father and cousin's poems engraved and printed them into a book, and named them "Jialetang Poetry Collection". Later generations then saw that Heshen was in an era when "the king called the minister to die, but the minister had to die", with the helplessness and depression from the heart.

Heshen himself understood very clearly. Although he was powerful and claimed to be alone, he had never escaped from Qianlong's control. He was just a high-level slave of the emperor.

In fact, thanks to Zhao Xin's appearance, he repeatedly cleaned up the Qing Dynasty, which made the Qing court's treasury empty. In order to obtain enough military expenditure, local officials became corrupt. In such a chaos, Heshen only thought about it little by little.

In addition, Qianlong's physical condition was also one of the important reasons why Heshen was alert.

It is said that Qianlong was healthy since childhood and had almost never had any serious illnesses. In addition to being unable to go to Ditan to worship the earth due to "qi stagnation" at the age of 73, the North Navy fell ill for several days the year before yesterday when the North Navy troops arrived at Dagukou.

Due to proper maintenance, the eighty-year-old Qianlong was sometimes slow in his thinking and did not look aging on the outside. If someone who didn't know saw him, he would think that he was only in his early sixties.

Others don’t know, but Heshen knew best. The disease last year almost cost Qianlong his life. When he ended the negotiations with Beihai Town at Chaoyin Temple, he rushed back to the capital to report his life and went to Qianlong’s bed to listen to the Hadith, he always felt like he was thorning on his back and was frightened.
Chapter completed!