In his plan, Galdan has two uses. The first is to temporarily protect his safety; the second is to use him to send troops at the right time to seize the Qing Dynasty. After obtaining the kingdom, he will think
How to get rid of Galdan.
This... is what he really wants in his heart, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. He has done so many things before, but it's just for this. How could he give up just like that?
However, he also knew in his heart that to seize the country from Galdan was tantamount to snatching food from the tiger's mouth. However, if he wanted to start a war again, considering Galdan's current situation, it would take at least several years. He had enough time to slow down.
Take your time and think of a solution.
Whether it is the Qing Dynasty or Junggar, the most important thing at the moment is to recuperate, but the Qing Dynasty does not know that someone is already planning to start another war, nor does it know that a few years later, there will be a more thrilling and more thrilling war.
A bloody war.
Of course, all this is a story for another day. Before the war started, at least it seemed that the world was peaceful and prosperous. After the implementation of the New Deal in the past few years, it has now been implemented across the country. Although there is still occasional resistance from wealthy households, everything has been lifted.
I can't afford any big storms.
The national treasury, which had been depleted by the two battles, was filled again. In the twelfth year of Yongzheng's reign, the bank's silver reserves reached an astonishing 32 million taels.
However, with the abundant silver deposits in the household department, the Qing Dynasty was on the right track again, but Yinzhen's health was deteriorating. Although his legs were healed at the end of the eighth year of Yongzheng's reign, his health was getting worse and worse, regardless of the imperial physician.
No matter how Rong Yuan adjusts, he can't stop this trend.
For this reason, Ling Ruo secretly shed countless tears, but in front of Yinzhen, she pretended to be alright and gently persuaded him to eat more and not worry too much about state affairs.
However, since Nala was relegated to the cold palace, she did not need to worry too much about the harem, and since the draft in the eighth year of Yongzheng's reign, Yinzhen refused to draft any more girls despite the opposition of the ministers. Because of this, although
Four years have passed since the eighth year of Yongzheng's reign, but there are no more concubines in the palace.
On this day, Rong Yuan entered the palace to diagnose Yinzhen's pulse. Just a few days ago, Yinzhen coughed up blood again, and the imperial doctor was helpless. Ling Ruo urgently sent Rong Yuan to the palace. After three or four days of treatment, his condition improved slightly, but
That's all.
After serving Yinzhen for a while, Ling Ruo and Rong Yuan left the Yangxin Hall together. When the spring light fell on each other, Ling Ruo broke the silence and asked, "Mr. Xu, how long can the emperor's body last?"
Rong Yuan had reminded her of this incident as early as the fifth year of Yongzheng's reign, but she did not expect that everything would happen so quickly. Only seven years later, Yongzheng's body began to collapse.
Faced with her inquiry, Rong Yuan was silent for a long time before saying, "Do you want to hear the truth?"
"Yes." It was extremely difficult for Ling Ruo to say the word, because she knew that what she was going to hear next would be something she absolutely did not want to hear.
Rong Yuan stopped, looked at a small grass not far away that was trying to get out of a crack in the rocks, and said, "I'm afraid... it just happened in the past two years."
Ling Ruo's body swayed, her hand holding Shuixiu suddenly tightened, and she said in a trembling voice: "Is there no other way to think of? Doctor Xu, your medical skills are unparalleled in the world, you must have a way to save the emperor, right?"
Rong Yuan sighed and said: "Please forgive me, if there is a way, the common people will do their best, but the emperor suffered serious physical losses many years ago, and coupled with the heavy state affairs, it is not easy to survive until now.
If the emperor can put down his affairs at court and concentrate on his recovery, he may be able to survive for another year and a half, but do you think the emperor can let it go?"
"I...I will try my best to persuade the emperor!" When Ling Ruo turned her head away, Rong Yuan could clearly see the tears quietly falling from the corners of her eyes.
Rong Yuan sighed again, but didn't know what to say to comfort Ling Ruo. It wasn't until before leaving that he said, "No matter what happens in the end, please don't be too sad. I believe this is what the emperor does not want to see."
Ling Ruo took a deep breath and said: "I know that. Thanks to Imperial Physician Xu, I will entrust the emperor's body to you. In short... do your best!"
"The common people understand." After saying that, after Rong Yuan handed over his hands and left, Ling Ruo fell back as if she was exhausted. Shuixiu could hardly hold her up, so she quickly found a place to help Ling Ruo sit down, and then said nervously:
"Master, how are you doing? Do you want me to ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look?"
Ling Ruo waved her hand and said weakly: "I'm fine. I'm just... I just feel a little uncomfortable suddenly. I'll be fine after a while."
Shui Xiu said softly: "I know that Master, you are not suffering from physical pain, but from your heart. But Doctor Xu said that there are still one or two years. Maybe a miracle will happen in these two years. Don't worry too much."
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"Miracles..." Ling Ruo smiled bitterly and said, "Do you really think there are so many miracles in this world? If it were true, Concubine Jin would not still be crazy and Prince Yi would not have died so early."
In fact, Shui Xiu understood in her heart, but she still tried to find a way to comfort her: "Even if the miracle is really slim, there is still a glimmer of hope after all. You said before that you must never give up until the last moment."
After resting for a while, Ling Ruo had already recovered a little. She flicked Shuixiu on the forehead and scolded: "You girl, you should teach me a lesson. Okay, what do you want to say?"
I understand, besides..." Ling Ruo raised her eyes in the direction of Yangxin Hall and murmured: "Even if the emperor really leaves, I and the emperor will not be separated."
Her words made Shuixiu feel very uneasy, and she said: "Master, you..."
Ling Ruo interrupted her and said, "I'm fine. Okay, please help me get up."
Seeing that she didn't want to say anything, Shui Xiu had no choice but to give up and help her slowly return to Chengqian Palace. After sitting down for a while, An'er came in holding a paper bag and said: "Master, the new Jingxin Incense has been delivered.
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"Shui Xiu, you can send it to the cold palace." Shui Xiu has been doing this all this time, but this time Sanfu stood up and said: "Master, this time...can you let me send it to you?"
Ling Ruo said somewhat unexpectedly: "Are you going to see Nala?" After Sanfu nodded, she didn't ask any more questions and just said: "In that case, just go."
After receiving Ling Ruo's words, Sanfu took the paper bag and went to the cold palace. On the way, he felt mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't explain what it was like. Nala had been imprisoned for four years, and he had never been here because he felt
He no longer has any relationship with Nala.
However, last night, he had a dream, dreaming about the days when he and Feicui served under Nala Shi. That peaceful and peaceful time was unprecedented in the future.