The bad news soon reached the military plane. General Wang's ankle, which was supposed to go out for the expedition in five days, was so severe that he couldn't even leave the house.
It is said that General Wang slapped his father in the face when he returned home, sprained his foot, and became bedridden after that.
The superstitious saying is that if a son hits his father, he will be punished.
The scientific explanation is that when hitting too hard, the lower body becomes unstable, causing the left foot to trip over the right foot and sprain.
As for why General Wang slapped his father, the rumor is that his father went crazy with joy.
This rumor is quite accurate. After an idle Han soldier came from the Han army and attacked his ancestor's fifth-rank Yunqi Lieutenant title, he suddenly transformed into a member of the Qing royal family. He also flew into the clouds and became a general king.
If you catch at least one mussel, you will go crazy!
That's what happened.
I don’t know if Grand General Wang’s Amma has woken up. Anyway, Grand General Wang’s foot injury was very serious. He was lying in bed and couldn’t get up. He couldn’t even ride in a car, let alone ride a horse.
What should I do?
Using troops is like putting out fire!
The Military Aircraft Department and the Ministry of War were caught off guard by this news. They had just formulated the ceremony for the general Wang's expedition, and the various units that were ordered to go south to quell the chaos also received transfer orders one after another. At this time, people all over the city were crying for their fathers and mothers.
The men of the Eight Banners who were about to go south to quell the rebellion were crying, and the family members of the Eight Banners soldiers who died in the Battle of Wuchang were also crying.
As a result, the capital city, which was originally convening the National Congress in great joy, would now be filled with linen, mourning, and panic all day long.
The last time there was such a scene in Beijing, the bad news of He Tongbo's defeat came back.
The posthumous affairs of General Feng Sheng'e of Dingxi have been decided. He is to be admitted to the Ziguang Pavilion, given to the Crown Prince Taibao, and a first-class viscount. His younger brother Buyanda Lai will succeed him in the title, and he will be given the posthumous title of "Chengwu". He will be enshrined in Zhaozhong Temple.
The posthumous treatment of this person was relatively low. When Fukangan, who was still a counselor and minister, died, the emperor posthumously awarded him the title of Dorobele and the posthumous title of "Wenxiang". He was entitled to enjoy the Ancestral Temple and be enshrined in Zhaozhong Temple and Xianliang Temple.
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Of course, this is related to the fact that Fu Xiaosanzi may be the emperor's illegitimate son.
However, after the death of Mingliang, who was also the general of Dingxi, the imperial court awarded him the title of Third-Class Xiangyong Marquis, with the posthumous title of "Wenxiang".
Enshrined in Xianliang Temple and Zhaozhong Twin Temples.
When it was Feng Sheng'e's turn, he was only given a first-class viscount, and he was given the posthumous title of "Chengwu", which was obviously not equivalent to his status as General Dingxi during his lifetime.
This posthumous treatment was not given by Qianlong, but by Lao Fuding.
The reason why the decision was so poor may be related to the fact that Feng Shengquan ruined the last main field force of the Qing Dynasty and made his original plan of using this army to overwhelm the political opponents go bankrupt.
No matter how much we cry in Beijing, the chaos in the south will always be settled.
Even those in the wealthy party believe that Guiziliu is the best candidate to quell the chaos.
First, this person can be completely removed from the central government and take the opportunity to regain the position of governor of Zhili.
Secondly, you can also rely on this person's military ability to put down the rebels.
Regardless of victory or defeat, it is a good thing for the court.
But now Guiziliu is lying and saying that he can't travel far because of sprained feet. This is really shameless.
The military and aircraft ministers were all human beings, and they all felt that Guiziliu's feet could not be sprained. Either he was afraid of the war and did not dare to go, or he did not want to hand over the Zhili territory.
There are different opinions, and there is no regulations for the time being, so we can only report to Fu Zhongtang immediately.
Where has Mr. Zhongtang gone?
Go to Yongshou Palace to see the emperor.
When the old man received the news, he was moving his fists, not preparing to start the fight, but finishing the fight.
He held Qianlong's seven fists all his life.
Qianlong was brave this time. He did not beg Brother Fu to punch him less, but gritted his teeth and endured it silently. This may be because he knew that he could not stand up to Brother Fu.
"Not for Yongcheng's sake, do you think I can kill you?"
The old rich man looked at Hongli who was squatting on the ground with his hands on his shoulders. He said "poof" and walked away. Halfway through, he received the news that General Wang had sprained his ankle.
"A sprained foot?"
The old rich man was stunned, and then he snorted: "You're fucking making trouble for me again. Not to mention the sprained feet, even if you have sprained legs, he has to go!"
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The General's Palace.
Queeni, the Minister of Rites, brought a brand new royal uniform to the General King.
There are two pieces in total, one is an khaki court dress with a coiled dragon embroidered on it and rippling blue waves at the hem.
The make-up suit is an azure color, with a five-clawed golden dragon embroidered on the chest, a dragon in front and back, and a dragon walking on both shoulders.
I have brought all the court crowns, collars, patchwork gowns, and court belts, and they are all in good condition. I personally serve the prince to dress him up, and then put on the court beads and court boots for the prince. Not to mention, there is no need to look in the mirror.
The domineering temperament comes out immediately, and there is no need to pretend.
"Your Majesty is so wise, mighty, and handsome!"
Queenie felt sincerely.
"Is it?"
Jia Liu looked at himself in the mirror repeatedly, and the more he looked at him, the happier he felt. He couldn't help but sigh: "When I first debuted, I thought Master Zhongtang was my ceiling, but I didn't expect that today I would be the Great General of the Qing Dynasty.
It’s really a twist of fate, God has treated me well.”
"Your Majesty, the General King is not your destination, the Emperor is!"
Queenie did not allow the prince to settle down as a wealthy man, so he had to remonstrate, "A prince who does not want to be the emperor is not a good prince."
"That makes sense,"
When Jia Liu nodded happily, the old man came. He heard that the prince had sprained his feet, so he specially brought a century-old ginseng tree from his house to visit the prince.
Queenie looked disdainful: "Your Majesty has a trauma, what's the use of bringing a ginseng over?"
The old man knew that he was too outstanding to make Queenie jealous, so he ignored him and offered the old man's ginseng respectfully.
Jia Liu took it and smelled it. He didn't know much about ginseng, so he put it down casually and squatted up and down to see if the prince's outfit fit him well. Don't move too much to make any seams or cracks.
I jumped and kicked by the way.
Well?
The old man suddenly realized that the prince had a sprain in his ankle. He was clearly greedy for life and afraid of death and did not want to lead his troops south.
He immediately expressed concern: "If the prince really doesn't want to go, he can find some other reasons. There is no need to make such a big sacrifice."
Jia Liu looked annoyed: "What other reasons can there be? I also want to stay on the grounds of filial piety, but my father refuses to die."
"Ahem..."
Heng Ha and the two generals pretended to have a cold at the same time to avoid embarrassment to the prince.
Queenie asked weakly: "Does the prince really not want to lead troops to go on an expedition?"
"Conquer his grandma! Just give me the honor of being a general king and make me work for you? What a beautiful idea they have!"
Jia Liu really didn't want to go, not because he was afraid of death or because he couldn't defeat the Han army, but because he was worried that the New Deal he was implementing in Zhili and the Beiyang trade plan would be affected.
As the old saying goes, tea cools when you leave.
Who knows whether it will be a few months or a few years.
"Your Majesty, it's actually a good thing that the Emperor makes you the General-King. Even if the Prince doesn't want to go south, he can still use this title to gain military power and do great things."
When Queenie said this, she even looked out the window, looking suspiciously.
Jia Liu couldn't help but perked up when he saw this: "What big thing are you doing?"
Queenie lowered his voice and said, "Follow the old story of Taizu Taizu of the Northern Song Dynasty."
"Um?"
Jia Liu's expression immediately became extremely vulgar. Upon seeing this, Lao A quickly agreed: "Yes, it's getting cold. Your Majesty, it's time for you to put on some extra clothes."