Although Mianen was afraid of the bomb falling from the sky, he also knew that Suiyuan's affairs must not be delayed and must be resolved today.

If he wants to do this, he felt that he had to go to Yongqing Temple no matter what. Although the danger of being on the front line was very high, the current situation was that he had no turning back.

At the end of the 18th century, Nanjing was a big city with more than 130,000 families and nearly one million people. The sudden martial law caused the entire city to stagnate, thousands of shops could not open their doors to do business, and the daily necessities outside the city could not be transported in. If this situation was only a day to deal with, but if it lasted for several days, the entire city would fall into panic and even cause riots.

Another thing is that Mian En has already made a name for himself in front of the civil and military officials in Jiangnan. If he should be scolded, he will also make military preparations. If even Yuan Mei, who is powerless and ten people from Beihai Town cannot handle it, his trip to Jiangnan will become a joke. When he returns to the capital, Jiaqing will definitely use this to suppress his prestige among the imperial guards and the royal family.

In fact, since he realized the intention behind Jiaqing's trip south, his inner dissatisfaction began to grow like the weeds in spring. The letter from the capital that he received two days ago learned that he was in the Guardian Camp, the Firearms Camp and the Jianrui Camp had been replaced one after another, and all the dissatisfaction turned into anger.

It’s time to do it. I don’t think about how to boost the people’s and the army’s morale, eliminate the accumulated corruption within the Eight Banners, and save the country. I actually put my mind on my own family!

It was from this moment that Mianen had the idea of ​​"that can be replaced" in her heart.

"All of them are direct descendants of Taizu Taizong. Why can you be a mediocre person to be on the ninth level? And I, who is civil and martial, have to be a minister and be tricked by you? Is it because of the will of the emperor's grandfather? No! If he hadn't been worried about the disaster that caused Xiao Wall when he was alive, the "Jingnan Incident" of the former Ming Dynasty would have happened again, it would have been your turn!"

"I have no intention of being a great throne, and I am willing to uphold the will of the emperor and assist with it with all my strength. But now you are fighting in a nest, which is really too much!"

Since Kangxi, although there will be a struggle between open and secret arrows within the Aisin Gioro clan before becoming the crown prince, as long as the winner ascends to the throne of the emperor, out of fear of the imperial power and checks and balances of power, even if the loser is unwilling to give up, it will be useless. What happened to Wang Yinzhen, the general who was with troops back then? He didn't even get up with a wave.

Not to mention that Yongzheng and his brothers were fighting to the death, Qianlong also experienced an internal struggle in the early days of his succession. As a result, Prince Li Hongchen was dismissed from the title of king, his name was changed to "Forty-Six", and he was banned in Jingshan Orchard, and died inexplicably three years later.

Mianen was very worried that he would end up like Hongchen, because there were many similar situations between the two.

First of all, he was the eldest son and grandson of Qianlong's eldest son. Because his brother Miande was not favored by Qianlong, he always regarded him as his eldest grandson. Secondly, Jiaqing had not even had the title of Beile King, so he was already the Prince of Duoluo. This was the same as Hongchen's situation at the time. Kangxi only prepared a special title for him when he died, and Hongli was not named Prince Heshuobao until the eleventh year of Yongzheng.

After Qianlong ascended the throne, he always said that he was favored by Kangxi when he was young, but in fact he made up his own.

In the 51st year of Qianlong's reign, Miande died of illness at the age of 40, and Mianen became the first person in the "Mian" generation. The most important thing is that he also had military power and the threat to Jiaqing was greater than that of Hongxi back then.

In another time and space history, Mian En adopted the approach of protecting herself after Jiaqing ascended the throne, never showing up in everything, pretending to be reckless to eliminate the other party's vigilance. No matter how fierce the Sichuan-Shaanxi White Lotus Sect was, Fu Kangan and He Lin were both dead, he would never ask for a war.

The problem is that with Zhao Xin and his friends in this time and space, everything is different.

The more than 20,000 Northern Navy stationed on the Jinzhou front line and Wuding Prefecture, Shandong was like a giant tong that was stuck in the throat of the capital, forcing Jiaqing to bow his head and seek peace, using the excuse of Qianlong's decent burial as an excuse to exchange for time.

After Qianlong's death, Mianen heard some rumors, saying that Jiaqing would sigh every night, and sometimes he would go to the back hall of Fengxian Hall, kneel in front of the tablets of the ancestors and ancestrals and burst into tears, and he could not sleep all night.

Mianen disagreed with this. He felt that at this time, what the emperor needed was a perseverance, who was as good as Nurhaci and Huang Taiji, who were brave and wise, and revitalized the blood and toughness of the Eight Banners. Even if he gave up the capital and retreated to the southwest, he might not be able to create a foundation as long as he relies on the dangers of mountains and rivers.

He sifted through all the guys in the royal family who were considered to be figures in his heart, and finally thought that the only one who could carry the banner of revitalizing the Qing Dynasty seemed to be almost the only one who could carry the banner of revitalizing the Qing Dynasty.

Well, if you want to realize your ambition, you have to start with what you are in front of you. To boost your morale by being polite, you must have real things and your own safety must be guaranteed. Mianen doesn’t want to die if he fails to achieve great achievements.

Thinking of this, he said to Funing, the Governor of Liangjiang, who was sitting aside, "Fu Platform, you immediately transfer one hundred musket soldiers and four mountain-splitting cannons from the governor, and hand them over to Wu Ni, the captain of the king's guard, and then go to Yongqing Temple with me later."

Compared with the Eight Banners and the Green Camp City Guardian Association of Jiangning, Funing's Supervisor Central Army is the most well-trained armed force in Jiangning City.

Since Zhao Xin and Wang Yuanfang rushed into Yangzhou Prefecture to rob prison, the successor Governor of Liangjiang Funing and Jiangsu Governor Qi Feng'er were worried that they would encounter the same fate one day, so they asked the court to add musket soldiers to the Governor and Fu Biao, because the bow and arrow could not defeat the North Sea pirates' quick guns. After careful consideration, Qianlong finally agreed to add a 200-man musket team to the Governor and Fu Biao, and Fu Biao, who was stationed in Suzhou, had 100 people.

Because he saved his life, Funing attached great importance to the training of the musket team after taking office. He carefully prepared the guns and paid enough money. After a few years, he was considered an elite force.

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"Dangerous? Haha~" Mianen sneered and interrupted the other party's dissuasion, and said coldly: "Even the North Sea pirates can fall thunder from the sky. Do you think this general's office is not dangerous? Don't say too much!"

"Yeah! The minister will send the order."

With the guarantee of force, the next step is money. Mianen said to Jiangning Prefect and Teng'er, who was sitting in the lower head, "Hefutai, Jiangning Weaving Mansion is yours. How much cash is there in Curry now?"

"If you want to go back, there will be more than 50,000 taels. However, this money is reserved for ordering silk from the silk household next year."

In June last year, Ding You's Jiangning Weaving Mansion in Beijing died of illness. The Governor of Liangjiang Funing was unable to take into account both due to busy affairs, so Qianlong asked the Jiangning Prefect and Teng'er to act on Jiangning Weaving Mansion.

Mianen said indifferently: "I will write a warrant and first borrow 30,000 taels from the weaving warehouse. When the donation from the Yangzhou salt merchants is received, we will replenish you. The silver must be with me."

He Teng'er was from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and Mian En was also in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He dared not obey orders when his master spoke, so he had to bow down and then make arrangements happily.

At the end of noon, Mianen, wearing a hat and a garment on the outside, led his bodyguard and under the escort of a hundred bird gun teams of the Super League, rode his horse to Mount Wutai on the southwest of Yongqing Temple. He also arrived with him, four cannon carriages and more than a dozen carriages filled with large oak boxes. The heavy wooden wheels were rolled on the bluestone road, making a sound of catching fire.

The soldiers of Jingkou who received the notice in advance were already waiting on the hillside on the south side of Yongqing Temple. In the old days, Wutai Mountain in Nanjing City was said to be a mountain, but in fact it was five small hills with gentle slopes and covered with bamboo forests and wild grass. This place is definitely a good place to enjoy flowers and go outings in spring, but it is winter now, with the grass withered and leaves falling, and it looks very desolate and empty.

In the snow all over the sky, more than 500 armored soldiers stood scattered on the hillside, with no formation at all. Many people's eyes were staring at the back mountain of Yongqing Temple from time to time. After the morning defeat, several armored soldiers were arranged to go there as observation posts. Once the drone appeared, they would sound a gong to warn them.

When Mianen, who came to the foot of the mountain, saw this scene, sighed invisibly.

In the beginning, no matter whether it is a war or a thief, there will always be casualties, which is nothing in the era of cold weapons.

The problem is that Cheng Ce didn’t tell his subordinates before that there was a risk of death this time!

Before crossing the river, Cheng Ce and his subordinates, Zuo Ling said that they were ordered by the imperial envoy Prince Heshuoding to investigate Suiyuan and put Yuan Mei's family under house arrest. When the soldiers heard this, they all thought they were catching the turtle in a small tank, and they were able to capture it.

But I didn't expect that before I even saw the person, I just touched the wall of Suiyuan, and forty-eight casualties and one of them was killed or injured, and one of them was blown away.

This is really unacceptable! The morale of the armored soldiers, who were full of confidence, fell to the bottom of the valley, and some of the armored soldiers even hugged each other and cried bitterly. Those who knew that they were defeated, and those who didn't know thought that who was going to die was about to die!

In fact, the Eight Banners in the entire Jiangnan region, including the Eight Banners of Jingkou, evolved into waste after the "Three Feudal Rebellion". No matter how the emperors of Kangxi, Yongzheng and Qianlong rebuked them, they were useless and had nothing to do.

In the late Kangxi period, the Qing court mobilized a large army to Tibet to deal with the Junggar tribe. At that time, many people in the Jiangnan garrisoned the Eight Banners only knew how to shoot in the foot and were not good at riding and shooting. By the end of Yongzheng period, the recruited Eight Banners of Jiangning had forgotten how to march, causing a large number of casualties in the south of Jiangnan. Because they had been used to being at peace in the south of Jiangnan for a long time, they complained in the face of the cold climate in Xinjiang and tried all kinds of ways to be lazy. The angry Yong Zheng denounced shamelessness in his memorial.

By the middle of Qianlong period, with the Han army, the account opening personnel released the flags, and the Eight Banners in Jiangnan became increasingly useless. At that time, the officers and soldiers of the battalions in various places underwent a major adjustment. In order to make up for the gap in the Han army to release the flag, a batch of armored soldiers was transferred from the capital. As a result, these guys were even worse than the old garrison soldiers. In addition to drinking, gambling, gaming, teahouses and other bad habits of indulging in comfort, they sold weapons and equipment privately and horses privately.

Seven years ago, Jiangning and the Eight Banners of Jingkou were recruited by the Qing court to Taiwan to suppress the Lin Shuangwen Rebellion. At that time, witnesses said that from generals to armored officials, they all looked dissatisfied when they learned about the recruitment. During the march, some armored soldiers even cried while walking, just like they were on the execution ground. They were completely gone without a trace of joy when they heard the "grab the west side" before entering the pass in their early years.

The most troublesome thing is that Zhapu garrisoned the Eight Banners. After arriving in Taiwan, they wanted to hire a group of soft sedan chairs to carry the pole because they were difficult to get on the mountain road. As a result, they were worried that the sedan chair owner would run away on the way and threw themselves halfway, so they disobeyed the orders above and took a boat to their destination privately. Fu Kangan almost got mad when he found out.

Originally, Qianlong planned to recruit the Eight Banners of Jiangnan to go north to deal with Beihai Town after Taiwan was pacified. However, after learning about the situation from Fukang'an's memorial, he lost this thought.

To put it simply, during the first Opium War and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom period in another time and space, although Jiangning Mancheng and Zhenjiang Mancheng resisted tenaciously, almost all the cities were burned, but that was because they were forced to the Jedi that the remaining blood in their bones broke out.

At this time, Mianen, who was riding on the horse, observed the terrain around the hillside, and became scheming. He raised his hand and pointed at the woods outside the south wall of Yongqing Temple with his whip, and said to the guard captain Wu Ni: "Let the musket team go there to stay and be ready to be fired. Transport the two cannons to the top of the back mountain."

The mountain-splitting cannon cast in Qianlong era was not too heavy, only 200 to 300 kilograms. It was said that it was the top of the mountain, but the height was only more than 40 meters, and it was a gentle slope, so it was easy to transport it up.

Wuni looked in the direction Mianen pointed, and saw a tall and straight pine and cypress growing outside the south wall of Yongqing Temple on the hillside, with lush branches and leaves, mixed with elm, osmanthus, etc., and there was no problem hiding a hundred people.

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Wuni saluted a military salute with a flat chest on his right hand, and then walked towards the woods with a team of bird guns. The bird gunmen were all wearing straw raincoats and hats, and the muskets were wrapped in a layer of oil cloth.

When they arrived at their seats, Wuni gave the order, the bird gunmen loaded the musket step by step, put the induction medicine in the induction pot, and finally took out the fuse rope to light it, clamped it on the hammer hook. Because the pine branches and leaves above the head blocked most of the falling snow, they were not worried that the fuse rope would be wet by the snow.

When everything was ready, Wuni came back to report, and then Mianen rode his horse and took the other people and carriages to a flat land on the hillside along the road leading to the top of the mountain.

Looking at the armored soldiers gathered around him, Mianen took a deep breath, unbuttoned the buttons on her oily clothes, and swung her two pieces of clothes back, revealing the stone-blue robe embroidered with five claws and nine pythons.

The armored soldiers present were stunned. Until they saw the round-shaped dragon embroidered on Mian En's chest, they realized that the tall middle-aged man in front of him was Prince Heshuoding who was ordered to go south.

"Bid (slave) to pay tribute to the prince!"

The armored soldiers knelt down and saluted, like ripples on the water, spreading from near to far from Mian'en's horse. Because they were all wearing foam nails, they could only sit on the ground with one knee and saluted with a flat chest on their right hand.

Mian En has been the commander of the right wing forward since he was 22 years old. He has been in charge of soldiers for twenty-five years and is very familiar with the things in the army. At this moment, his face turned pale and he glanced at the hundreds of people on the snow slope, half a bag of cigarettes, and suddenly asked loudly: "Are you cold?"

"If you go back to the prince, you will still be successful."

"No, not too cold."

“…”

The whispered answer made Mianen suddenly have the urge to use a whip to slap people. It turned out that the words in Beijing that the Eight Banners of Jiangnan were rotten were real.

"Look at your bears, they all look dejected like a dead mother! Didn't he fucking lunch? I can't hear it clearly!"

The lunch of this group of Armenian soldiers was sent by the Jiangning Prefecture to cook the bacon duck and Huangqiao sesame cakes. The amount was large and full. It was said that Nanjing sesame duck was used as military rations since the reign of Emperor Wu of Liang, and it was only in the Ming Dynasty that it became a delicacy in Jiangnan. The most convenient way to make this thing is to cut it into pieces and cook it over high heat. After it is cooked thoroughly, it was salty and fragrant. The fat was cooked into the soup. It was really a rare delicacy with sesame cakes.

The Arsenal shouted in unison: "When you say that, the prince is not cold! We are not cold!"

"Okay! It seems that the ducks have eaten a lot! Get up! Why are you standing so dispersed? Come right!"

After Mian En said that, hesitant and knew that these people were still scared, so he raised his hand to point at the bird gun team in the forest and said, "Did you see it? I brought a hundred bird gunmen. If that thing dares to come again, let it have a meal to rogue!"

Hearing this, the soldiers looked at the murderous Superior Musket Team again, and finally felt more at ease. They gathered together and stood on the three floors inside and outside.

Mian En jumped off the horse, waved his hand to signal the guard not to follow, and then wandered among the armored soldiers, patted the shoulders and the chest, with a look of regret on his face, and said loudly: "Isn't it just a small loss? A man who is seven feet tall has become a coward?! If I want to say, this is nothing! They are all Mongolian men who stand tall. Many of you are still heroes who entered the pass from the dragon! Why? You are afraid when you encounter such a little setback?!"

"After two days, you came home, your parents, relatives and neighbors asked what the pirates in Beihai looked like? Why did you tell them?! If you didn't see each other, the fuck knew that they had run away!"

"There are also those Han scholars and ordinary people who will laugh at you behind their backs. They can't even catch an old bookworm with yellow earth. They know how to eat a meal all day long! They'll be playing horses! They'll be in the theater and teahouse! There are only ten North American pirates, and they don't have to meet each other. Six hundred elite soldiers are defeated! Is it embarrassing to lose?! Are you worthy of your ancestors?!"

To be honest, the 600 Mongolian soldiers selected by Cheng Ce were not all useless. Most of them were skilled in bows and arrows, and their personalities were much simpler than those of the manchus. The reason why they were still shocked is mainly because they were frightened by the unheard of bombs in the sky. Now seeing Mian En, a noble man in heaven, present in person and talking to them like brothers, many people blushed in shame and bowed their heads without saying a word.

"Aren't there just a few thunders that will explode from the sky? I am standing here with you now, and if you have the ability, let him come again! I will send troops to release horses and behead their heads and make efforts. It was originally a matter of not having a head on the waist of my trousers! If anyone is afraid of this, get out of here immediately!"

How do you say something? I am afraid of chanting the word in the world, and I often fear what I am.

As soon as Mian En finished speaking, a gray-black smoke column rose from the top of the mountain behind Yongqing Temple, which was extremely eye-catching in the snow all over the sky. Immediately afterwards, the rapid sound of the gong also sounded "clang".
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