Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty Good Minions Fullerhun
Yangxin Hall, East Wall Room, Forbidden City.
Qianlong, who had been emperor for forty years, was imprisoned here by the princes and ministers.
The person responsible for guarding the emperor was Xigui, the commander of the Manchurian Guards of Xianghuang Banner, who was also the nephew of the commander of the guards, Sehentu.
Also imprisoned here were Qianlong's four sons, the fourth son of the emperor, Prince Yongxuan of Lu County, the eleventh elder brother Yongxuan, the twelfth elder brother Yongcun, and the fifteenth elder brother Yongyan.
The rest of Qianlong's trusted ministers, such as the injured Fulong'an, Fulsai, the minister in charge of the sticky pole, Boltai, the minister of bodyguards, Shengchang and others were imprisoned in the Tishun Hall next door.
Except for the seriously ill imperial concubine, most of Qianlong's concubines were imprisoned in Cining Palace. Qianlong's youngest daughter Shi Gege, who was just born at the beginning of the year, was also among them.
How to deal with the abdicated Qianlong will have to wait until the clan decides on a new emperor. Therefore, the lives of Qianlong and his concubines and children are not in danger at the moment, but they only lose their personal freedom.
Qianlong, who experienced the pain of losing his mother and son one after another, and was forced to abdicate, was in poor spirits at this time and sat on the Nuantan.
An old man in his sixties, who had been going smoothly all his life, thought that everything was under control, but suddenly the situation collapsed, and people around him rebelled. In the blink of an eye, he was reduced from emperor to prisoner. Such ups and downs made Qianlong feel like an old man at this time.
Heartbroken and desperate, it seemed vaguely that the roots of the braids on the back of my head were much whiter.
Fourth elder brother Yongxuan asked the guard for some water and food, brought it to Amma, and gently advised: "Amma, eat something, you haven't eaten for two days."
Qianlong reacted slightly, looked up at Yongxuan, and saw his eleventh elder brother Yongxuan, who was sitting silently in the corner, and his twelfth elder brother Yongcan, who was comforting his younger brother Yongyan, with mixed feelings in his heart.
In order to pave the way for his beloved fifth elder brother Yongqi, Qianlong made Yongxun, the eldest at the time, the successor to his uncle Yunchen. He then surrendered to the county king and cut off Yongxun's path to the throne.
Later, E Niang's sixth elder brother Yong Rong, who was born in a distinguished family, was given the title of queen to another uncle Yun Xi, which made Yong Qi the logical first choice for the heir apparent.
Who would have thought that Yongqi would die young and everything Qianlong had done for his most satisfying son would be in vain.
Now, he only has these four sons left.
To be precise, there are three, because Yongxun is no longer his son.
Thinking again about the sixth elder brother Yongrong, the eighth elder brother Yongxuan, and the seventeenth elder brother Yonglin who died last night, Qianlong's heart really hurt beyond measure.
There is no father in the world who does not love his son.
My thoughts were stirred, and I couldn't help but shed tears again.
Yongxun quickly comforted him and said: "Amma, there are soldiers from the infantry commander's office outside the palace. Heshen has gone to meet his brother-in-law's soldiers in Rehe. The matter has not reached the worst point yet."
"It's useless. They forced me to write an edict of abdication. I am no longer the emperor."
Qianlong shook his head, his face as dark as water. If he had not fallen into the hands of the clan, Jia Jiashikai from outside the palace desperately led his troops to rescue him, and there were three soldiers who came to Beijing with secret orders, there would still be a chance for a comeback.
But now he was in the hands of the clan. Even if Jia Jiashikai's soldiers were outside the palace, they would not dare to act rashly.
The same is true for the son-in-law Zalantai and the bachelor Shuhed.
The fifteenth elder brother Yongyan, who had been crying in the arms of the twelfth elder brother Yongxun, walked to Huang Ama, knelt beside him and said a little scared: "Huang Ama, will those people kill you?"
Hearing this, Brother Eleven Yongxuan, who had been sitting on the ground silently, nervously raised his head and looked at his father and brothers.
Master Eleven is more afraid of death than any other brother.
Qianlong did not answer.
Because, his heart sank deeply.
As a result of the referendum of the meeting of kings and ministers, the best outcome for him is to be respected as the Supreme Emperor, and the worst outcome is that he will be deposed as a commoner.
There should be no fear for his life, because there are still civil and military officials loyal to him outside, and the new emperor and his clan do not dare to execute him in order to stabilize people's hearts.
But it's hard to tell about his four sons.
If it were Qianlong who decided the fate of the former emperor and his sons, he would definitely not leave any trouble in the future.
"Fifteenth brother, don't worry,"
Yongxun, who was in his twenties, pulled up his younger fifteenth brother. Just when he was about to speak, the door of the room was pushed open and someone came in. If it wasn't Fulehun, the Minister of Rites, who could it be?
Yongxun was captured by Fulehun's troops, so when he saw this man he couldn't help but yelled: "Slave dog, what are you doing here!"
Fulehun ignored Prince Zhi who looked at him angrily. Without saying a word, he walked up to Qianlong who was sitting and suddenly knelt down. He kowtowed three times with "dong dong". When he raised his head again, his forehead was red and swollen, and his face was even more swollen.
Tears streaming down my face.
"you,"
Fulehun's move stunned Qianlong and his sons.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, my servant has secretly contacted Jia Jiashikai outside the palace and is preparing to kill the rebels and protect the Emperor from returning to the throne!"
Fulehun wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeves, his eyes full of loyalty.
Qianlong was surprised and a little unbelievable.
Yongxun was also surprised: "Aren't you in the same group as them?"
Fulehun turned his head and looked at Prince Zhi, unable to conceal his pain and said: "Your Majesty, this servant is just the Minister of Rites and has no soldiers in his hands. The situation was critical at that time. If I didn't pretend to agree to their rebellion, I would have been killed by them long ago."
Got it!"
After speaking, he looked at Qianlong and told him that if he hadn't tried his best to stop him, Pingjun Wang Qingheng would have brought people in to execute the emperor.
"Your Majesty, don't worry. Not only did I get in touch with Jia Jiashikai, I also secretly contacted the loyal and brave men in the army."
Fulehun, who was loyal to the Qing Dynasty, laid out the complete restoration plan. Hearing that so many people were loyal to him, Qianlong couldn't help crying with joy. He personally helped Fulehun up and looked at this loyal minister who he promoted many times after Nala.
The righteous man is filled with emotions in his heart.
"Good slave, I know there are still loyal and good people in the Qing Dynasty!"
The strong wind blew away the dark clouds. Thinking that he could make a comeback and regain the throne, Qianlong's inner joy and expectation quickly filled up.
Fulehun took the opportunity to propose a secret edict to kill the traitors and protect the king!
"I'll write right away!"
Of course Qianlong knew the importance of the secret edict, and immediately asked his twelfth brother to fetch the Four Treasures of the Study in the house. He immediately wrote a secret edict. After writing it, he suddenly tore it up and looked at Fulehun: "Do you have a dagger?"
"have!"
Fuller hurriedly took out the dagger he carried with him.
"Back then, Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty issued a bloody edict to kill Cao Cao. How could I be inferior to Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty?"
Qianlong cut his palm and endured the pain, but wrote a secret edict with his own blood.
"Your Majesty, please stay here. Even if I die, I will protect the Emperor forever!"
After receiving the blood edict and hiding it secretly in his trousers, Fulehun will go out to contact the loyal and brave people to prepare for the uprising.
Unexpectedly, Qianlong suddenly grabbed him, then looked at his four sons and said to Fulehun: "I know that this matter is dangerous. If there is an accident, I will not regret dying, but the country cannot fall into the hands of thieves."
Speaking of this, Qianlong paused and gritted his teeth and said: "If something really happens to me, you and Jia Jiashikai can go to the Qianqing Palace and take out the secret plaque that I placed the year before last. The name written in it is my Qingqing Emperor."