The commissioned first-class shrimp is also a first-class shrimp.
Today's Yuzhu is already on an equal footing with the first-class Xia Yanxin.
However, Kangxi did not increase Yuzhu's subordinates. He still took care of the original ten third-class shrimps.
Even in Mulan's paddock, the old rules are still followed in front of the emperor, and the first-class guards take turns taking turns.
Yuzhu was sitting in the yurt drinking tea when Prince Jian Yarjiang'a suddenly sent someone to look for him.
Yaerjiang'a is the imperial minister and is in charge of all the imperial guards. Yuzhu must obey his orders.
Yuzhu put down the tea cup and followed the young eunuch who called him to see Yaerjiang.
When Yaerjiang saw Yuzhu, he smiled and said: "The Rakshasa troops sent out this time have done a lot of good work."
As soon as Yuzhu heard it, he knew that there was something hidden in these words, which meant that Yuzhu had made a lot of money outside.
According to the old rules of the Eight Banners soldiers, whoever fights at the risk of his life will own whatever he grabs. This is a matter of course, and even Kangxi would not say anything.
"Your Majesty, when I return to Sijiu City, I will set up a few tables at Zhimei Building to treat you to a drink, okay?" Yuzhu is not afraid of Yaerjiang'a, but he also doesn't want to offend his immediate superior.
In Yakutsk, Yuzhu did make a small fortune.
But the problem is that Yaerjiang'a is the imperial minister and the emperor's confidant. No matter how much money Yuzhu made, he would not dare to give it to Yaerjiang'a.
He was trying to bribe the emperor's close confidants. Hey, after Kangxi learned about it, there was no way he would be soft-hearted.
Yaerjiang'a was not an idiot. Even if Yuzhu dared to stuff something, he didn't have the guts to accept it.
"The horses sent by Susk, the commander-in-chief of the Karaqin tribe, have arrived. Yuzhu, take your people and go pick them up." Yaerjiang'er didn't bother to talk to Yuzhu anymore and gave the order directly.
"Hey." After Yuzhu received the order, he went back and ordered all his men, rode out of the camp, and went to pick up Susk, the king of Mongolia.
The princes of the entire Mongolian region, Beile or Taiji, can be said to be crawling all over the place.
To put it bluntly, the Mongolian princes could not muster a thousand soldiers and horses.
Conferring the title of king and conferring the title of Baylor was nothing more than a strategy adopted by the Qing Dynasty to restrain the Mongols.
The name sounds nice, but in fact, the entire Mongolian region, with less than a million people, is divided into dozens of banners.
However, the empty-handed prince is also a prince and must be respected.
On the grassland, the climate is cool, and Yuzhu is riding a horse. Apart from the glare of the sun, there is no other discomfort.
When Prince Susk came from the east, Yuzhu took his ten guards and went east to meet him.
However, halfway down the road, I saw someone riding a horse in a panic and rushing towards me.
Yuzhu's heart moved slightly, and he immediately sent his guards to intercept the running man.
"How dare you, the holy driver is here, how dare you gallop on your horse, aren't you afraid of losing your head?" Yuzhu asked the man sternly with a straight face.
According to the rules, except for special messengers, all people within a radius of twenty miles near Kangxi's imperial camp are prohibited from galloping on horseback.
"Back to your lord, Prince Su was whipped by the Crown Prince. I rushed to the imperial camp to report the incident. Please forgive me for the sudden incident."
When Yuzhu heard this, he immediately understood that when Kangxi deposed the prince, what he said was that Yinreng beat the princes and ministers, and the scandal happened.
"Oh, go ahead."
After all, the situation was excusable, so Yuzhu let the man go.
After the man left, Yuzhu deliberately led everyone into a nearby grove.
Hehe, the prince beat the prince with a whip, and the jade pillar was nothing like an onion, how could he possibly get into trouble?
After Yuzhu dismounted, he sat down on the grass, took out the cigar from the saddle, lit it with a flaming sickle.
"Sir, my humble position has a stomachache. I need something urgently..." Ha Zhen, the third-class guard, is a smart little guy.
As soon as Hazhen heard that the prince had beaten the Mongolian prince, he immediately realized that if he continued to move forward, he would be in trouble with his head lost.
Yuzhu took a deep breath on his cigar and said with a half-smile, "My stomach hurts very quickly. Go ahead and go." He waved his hand and sent Hazhen to go to the woods to relieve himself.
After having a legitimate reason, Yuzhu was even more reluctant to leave.
As a result, after this delay, the eldest brother Yinti and his men rushed over in a hurry.
In the past, when reading history books, Yuzhu just thought that the eldest brother Yinti was a bit stupid.
Now under close observation, Yuzhu feels that the eldest brother Yinti can no longer be simply described as stupid.
Back then, when Mingzhu came to power, he instigated his eldest brother Yinti to fight fiercely with the prince Yinreng.
As a result, Kangxi knocked Mingzhu down with a backhand and broke the boss's wings.
Now, the boss must have learned about the prince's evil story of beating people with a whip from the mouth of the man just now. He must have rushed over to find evidence, right?
Now that the boss had rushed over, Yuzhu was even less likely to be anxious. He simply lay down on the grass, crossed his legs, and smoked a cigar while blowing smoke rings for fun.
These days, the people who can serve as guards in the palace, even ordinary third-class shrimps, are unlikely to be true fools.
As for Yuzhu, he didn't say a word, let alone sent anyone to hide the faceless Ha Zhen.
If you don't understand such an obvious hint, you might as well cut your own neck with a knife.
Who would have thought that not long after the eldest brother passed by, the third son also rode over with his entourage.
Yuzhu looked at the retreating figure of the third child, couldn't help but touch his chin and smiled slightly.
Hehe, the mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole is behind!
Now, the second child, Prince Yinreng, is the cicada. The eldest child is the praying mantis, and the third child is the oriole.
However, the eldest, second and third eldest brother were all seen through by Kangxi during this huge turmoil.
Among them, the boss is the first unlucky one.
This turmoil has just begun, the prince has not been deposed yet, and the boss is the first fool to be imprisoned.
However, the third child was so shady that he actually reported the boss, Xinzhen, for cursing the second child.
Never mind it, the emperor's own sons can make trouble as much as they want. Unless Yuzhu is out of his mind, he will take the initiative to run over and mix things up.
However, the plan did not change quickly.
Something unexpected happened to Yuzhu. Lao Shisan actually rushed over with someone.
Yuzhu knew better than anyone else that Lao Thirteen must have rushed there because of Lao Si.
No, we must find a way to stop Old Thirteen.
Yuzhu really felt sorry for Lao Shisan. At the critical moment, he didn't care so much and immediately rode off to chase Lao Shisan.
However, Lao Shisan's equestrian skills were excellent, and he was riding a fine horse. Yuzhu desperately wanted to catch up, but he gradually lost sight of Lao Shisan.
Well, now that Old Thirteen has passed, Yuzhu can no longer stay out of the matter and has no choice but to take people with him.
Yuzhu's horse was not good enough. By the time he caught up to the scene, the eldest son, the third son and the thirteenth son had already knelt at the feet of the prince.
Hey, unfortunately, now that Yuzhu is here, he has been exposed. He has no choice but to bite the bullet and walk quickly to the prince, kneel down and salute: "Your Majesty Yuzhu, I respectfully invite you to Jin'an, the prince."
When Kangxi established the crown prince, he did not think carefully for fear of wronging the prince. As a result, the prince's etiquette standards were almost not much different from those of Kangxi.
Throughout the Qing Dynasty, all elder brothers and ministers had to kneel down when meeting the prince.
When Prince Yinreng saw Yuzhu, he immediately became furious. His nanny Lingpu originally controlled the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and he would have whatever he wanted.
Things are going well now. After Yuzhu defeated Lingpu in one piece, everything is going wrong for Yinreng.
"Bah." Yinreng waved the whip in his hand and struck it with his head.
Yuzhu closed his eyes and prepared to suffer.
Who would have thought that because Lao Shisan blocked it with his hand in time, the whip in the prince's hand turned around and instead of hitting Yuzhu, it hit Lao Ba's best friend, Marziha's back.
"Ouch." Malziha screamed out in pain because he was old, it was summer again, and he had very few clothes on him.
"What's the ghost's name? If I slap you alone, I'm looking down on you." Prince Yinreng was scolding Marziha, but it was Old Thirteen who was glaring.
"Old Thirteen, do you want to rebel?" Yinreng glared at Old Thirteen fiercely and slapped him with a stern slap.
Old Thirteen still knelt on the ground, cupped his hands and said: "Go back to your Royal Highness, my brother, I have something to say. Yuzhu has just made great achievements and was awarded a title. If you beat him now, let Khan Ama be among the Mongolians."
Losing face in front of the king is indeed not the way for a minister to love and protect his father."
When Yuzhu heard this, he thought, although Old Thirteen likes martial arts, his eloquence is really good.
What Lao Shisan said was reasonable, reasonable, and completely defensible.
Oh, Kangxi had just been rewarded with the title of Yuzhu, and here he was beaten by the prince. It must be unjustifiable.
"Yuzhu, I'm asking you, why did you bite Ling Pu? If you told the truth, I won't hit you."
Yuzhu never expected that Yinreng could be so stupid.
Damn it, Yuzhu bit Ling Pu, and Kangxi was actually right. Isn't this obvious, is it the emperor's tactic of borrowing a knife to kill someone?
What kind of onion is Yuzhu?
At that time, Yuzhu was just the supervisory censor of Jiangnan Province and the clan censor, while Lingpu was the third-rank manager of the House of Internal Affairs. There was a huge difference in status.
"Back to Your Highness the Crown Prince, I believe that Ling Pu openly follows the emperor's standards and serves Yuqing Palace, but he is actually harboring evil intentions."
Yuzhu was not afraid of the prince's anger. If he was whipped a few times, he could gain greater benefits from Kangxi.
"His Royal Highness, think about it. In the first thirty years, the father respected his son. In the next thirty years, the son respected his father. If you really cared about the king and father, how could you enjoy the same pomp and circumstance as the king and father? King and minister, father and son,
This is the great road to guide ordinary human relations!"
Hey, Yuzhu's number one scholar didn't just get it in vain. He has been studying for several years and has a very profound literary background.
"Oh, I wonder if you can't come up with it. There are so many falsehoods?" Yinreng's mouth was still tough, but under Yuzhu's righteous questioning, his heart became weak.
Yinreng didn't want to reason with Yuzhu anymore, so he raised the whip in his hand and wanted to hit him again.
Old Thirteen, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly straightened his back and said loudly: "Your Highness, you might as well beat me to death first."
Good guy, Old Thirteen is really a chivalrous king.
In order for Yuzhu not to be beaten, Lao Shisan was so bold that he attacked Yinreng hard.