September 25th.

Qianlong’s 80th birthday.

Although the Qing Dynasty was no longer the Qing Dynasty of the past, it was still necessary to do it. After all, it was not easy to live to eighty as an emperor. Even if the green camp on the front line was starving, even if the northern provinces were already scrapped to eat Guanyin land, even if there was no tax on a penny or a grain of food south of the Huai River, even if the nearest Holy Sect Army was only more than a thousand miles away from Beijing, even if...

That has to be done too!

How can the world see the calmness of the Qing Dynasty if it is not done?

This is to stabilize people's hearts.

Qianlong knew very well that his failure was not how strong the enemy was...

Well, that demon is indeed very strong.

But he did not think that the demon could be so strong that he could destroy his country and country. The reason why the Qing Dynasty was in just two years was that the people's hearts were dispersed. If the people were dispersed, the team would be difficult to lead. No matter those gentry who learned to separatist, the green camps on the battlefield that were about to collapse, the unlucky people who had risen to rebel against the Qing Dynasty, they had no confidence in the Qing Dynasty. It was true that they could not blame them all. Looking at the Eight Banners today, Qianlong himself had no confidence, otherwise he would not have been embarrassed to ask the Mongolian princes, but he could not show it. He had to let the people of the world see an emperor calmly, and to let the people of the world see these, the best way was to hold his 80th birthday.

Let the common people see that the Qing Dynasty is still in a prosperous era, and the whole country is coming to worship, and the world is returning to our hearts. The Qing Dynasty is still standing firm.

Our emperor is still superior.

Of course, I don’t know if Qianlong had other thoughts in his mind. After all, it depends on the situation in the world. It is still unknown whether he has a chance to celebrate a few more birthdays. His health is indeed fine. It’s not stressful for another three to five years, but it depends on whether the demon gives him this opportunity. Life is short, so you should have fun in time. What if there is no such store after passing through this village?

Anyway, that's it.

As for the cost, it is not worth mentioning. Qianlong did not have his own ATM. He raised fat pigs for decades just to be on guard against this day? He Zhongtang is not short of money. What did Qianlong favor him for? Isn’t it just that the emperor himself was not good for selling official positions and titles to make money and then he was the agent? In fact, all the expenses of the entire 80th birthday were paid by He Zhongtang. Not only this 80th birthday, but also a large part of the previous military expenditure was also paid by He Zhongtang. In return for He Zhongtang’s loyalty, he was promoted to the prince and became the first king of a different surname in the Qing Dynasty to live in a hundred years. He Zhongtang is now at its peak, Jiaqing is gone, Fu Kang'an built a pyramid in Nanjing, and even the annoying Liu Yong was driven to Yangzhou. The sage of the holy family was rare in ancient and modern times.

Moreover, Qianlong also issued an order to regain Jiangning and eliminate the long-haired demon to be named king.

Well, the long-haired demon is the name of the saints in the Qing Dynasty. After all, at this time, the control areas of the Holy Cult were all braided, and there was no mandatory regulation on the hairstyle after the braids were cut. Even the Holy Cult Army had buzz cuts for convenience. For the sake of convenience, the people who cut early tied their hair buns and those who cut late tied their hair directly. In terms of appearance, it was indeed similar to the Taiping Army. The Qing Dynasty also called the Holy Cult Army a scornful of the long-haired demons who tied their hair buns, just like later generations. The scenes of the great scholars angrily rebuked the long-haired demons with pig tails angrily rebuked the long-haired demons with their hair buns, which was quite picturesque.

With the money from Prince Zhongxiang, this birthday was as grand as ever.

"This capital is so grand!"

A vendor outside Chongwen Gate who was carrying a burden to sell dates in the city, looked up at the towering city gate tower in front of him, and said to himself with a shocked look of a country man.

"Ma, why don't you leave quickly?"

The Eight Banners soldiers guarding the city gate took the city tax from his head, cursing, and slapped out a handful of dates from a basket with both hands.

The vendor walked into the inner city with a honest smile and carrying a burden. Just as he walked out of Chongwenmen, he picked up a towel on his shoulder and wiped his sweat. He entered a small medicine shop next to the street as quickly as possible. Because the bannermen were not allowed to do other business except for being an official and a soldier, there were a large number of Han shops in the inner city. After all, those bannermen had to be served by someone, and they could not go to the teahouse to brag about it for more than ten miles. Just as the vendor walked into the medicine shop, a friend inside looked carefully behind him and quickly took him into the back. After putting down the burden, he poured down the dates as quickly as possible, lifted the interlayer from the underside of the bamboo basket to remove bags of gunpowder and projectiles wrapped in oil paper.

At this time, there were more than a dozen vendors of various kinds in this small pharmaceutical yard, squatting on the ground and drinking tea leisurely. Next to them was their empty loads. Two pharmacy shop staff were counting the ammunition they brought.

"Has Lao Wu been here yet?"

A young man in his twenties walked in and frowned and asked.

"No, Li Er has already gone to pick him up."

A guy looked up and said.

At this moment, a young man with a slave-like appearance was yelling at the gatekeeper angrily: "This is the good spring water you want with the Prince's Mansion. If you touch your dirty hands, how can the prince drink it?"

The gatekeeper retracted his hand awkwardly.

And he was under his command a wooden water truck, which was to deliver water from Yuquan Mountain to the city. The dignitaries would definitely not drink the well water from the city. Although this thing is not usually checked, who said today's day is special! Of course, it was not good to let the prince drink the water they touched by their dirty hands. The soldier took a smile and took a step back. The slave snorted and brought the water driver to the city directly, and soon disappeared into the streets and alleys. Half an hour later, they reappeared at the back door of the medicine shop and drove into the medicine shop. The young man hurriedly came out and released the spring water inside as quickly as possible. Then he took out the latest flintlock rifles from under the wooden barrel. The vendors who had been waiting for a long time quickly stepped forward to take the gun and wiped the water inside.

"Boss Lin!"

A guy came over with a little eunuch dressed up and said to the young man.

"What's wrong, Xiao Anzi?"

Lin Qing, the head of the Holy Church Shuntian, said in confusion.

"Boss Lin, Eunuch Xu said he was going to Dong'anmen to meet him at Youshi, but there might be some trouble on Xi'anmen. He could only say that he would do his best. If it really doesn't work, he would have to attack."

Xiao Anzi said.

"I know, go and notify other brothers from all over the world to take action at the hour of the first hour!"

Lin Qing said to the mate.

The latter immediately turned around and left the medicine shop and headed north to a yard gate. After knocking on the door, a man stuck his head out inside.

"Oh hour, Dong'anmen."

He said.

The man nodded.

The guy nodded with the men who were walking over the yard behind him, then turned around and walked forward. The man behind him retracted his head, and the door closed immediately. The guy went west along the wall of the imperial city and passed Shichahai to the nearby coal factory. A group of coolies who were working raised their heads, and a small foreman stepped forward quickly.

"Oh hour, Dong'anmen."

The guy said.

The foreman nodded.

At this moment, a newly arrived coal truck stopped beside the coal pile. Several coolies quickly jumped into the car to start unloading coal. The guy watched them busy with interest. Soon, the two coolies bowed their heads and carried a wooden box from under the coal. The coolies below took it over and sent it to a messy shed next to it as quickly as possible. The rest seemed to continue working as if nothing had happened!

"Be quick, don't delay the use of the mansion!"

At this time, a bannerman came over and stood not far away and shouted arrogantly.

"Master Fu, I'm so kind to pay your respects!"

The guy stepped forward and smiled and said.

"Wang Shun!"

The bannerman said proudly.

"Master Fu, is it okay if the medicine was used last time?"

The guy asked.

"It's okay. I'll give me another one later. I have to follow my grandfather to work in the palace at night. I'm afraid I can't hold on to this night."

The bannerman said.

"Isn't the old man the guardians of the Old Summer Palace the wrong one?"

The guy asked.

"Tonight, there is a banquet for thousands of old men. There are so many people who are worried about accidents. The prince is ordered to bring his troops to the city to serve the emperor. Not only the military camp of the Old Summer Palace, but also the musket team of the Jianrui Camp in Xishan have entered the city. I heard that Long Live will still be inspected in front of the Meridian Gate, and let the foreign tribute envoys and the old coffins see the power of our Qing army."

The bannerman said proudly.

"That will be delivered to you in a little while!"

The guy said with a smile.

After saying that, he turned west, left the coal factory and turned south, and soon arrived at the open space in Prince Zhuang's mansion. It was not all open space, because Qianlong had just chosen Prince Miangu and gave him a sum of silver to rebuild the palace, so many hired workers worked here, and even those outside the city built sheds to live in. He walked directly to a shed and welcomed him like a foreman.

"At the hour of You, but Old Xu from Xi'anmen cannot guarantee that if he really doesn't work, you have to attack."

The guy said.

The latter nodded.

Then he pointed behind him, and there was a pile of materials for building Prince Zhuang's Mansion, including a pile of ladders more than three meters long. Because Xi'an Gate was separated from the Taiye Pond from the Palace, there was no moat outside. These ladders allowed them to easily climb up the city wall.

"It's a bit unexpected. The news I just received is that tonight, the Jianrui Camp Musket Team and the Summer Palace Guardians will enter the Imperial City, and they will also be inspected at the Meridian Gate."

The guy said.

“Search tonight?”

The foreman said in surprise.

"I guess Qing Yao thinks that the soldiers who are the only soldiers in the daytime inspection are not very powerful? Yesterday, the Deshou slaves from the Jianrui Camp Musket Team secretly ran to us to buy yapian cigarettes! If they were to review during the day, it would be embarrassing that anyone could not hold on. At night, the lights around him flashed, and who could see someone drooling!"

The guy said with a smile.

Then the foreman laughed.

After laughing, the guy quickly changed into a solemn expression on his face, bowed to the sky and said, "Brother Chen, see you in heaven!"

"Brother, see you in heaven!"

The latter also said.

"God Haotian bless you!"

The two said in unison.
Chapter completed!