Chapter 960: The Destruction Dragon Arrives at the Center
Outside Dongnuan Pavilion, the eunuch in charge Oroli and the young eunuch were seen. Everyone in the palace knew that the two noble concubines were going to suffer.
Because the new emperor is at the age of dragon and tiger, the young man's unique explosive power is something that Qianlong, an old man, could not even imagine.
I just don’t know whether the heavy blow to Concubine Ying caused more trauma, or whether it was more painful for Concubine Xun.
It should be Princess Xun.
After all, Concubine Xun was only twenty years old, her pelvis was not half as large as Concubine Ying's, and her human experience was not as much as Concubine Ying's. In addition, she looked so charming, so she must be a target of the new emperor's attack.
Although Concubine Ying looks likeable, has a great figure, and is outstanding in all aspects, she is twenty years older than Concubine Xun, and much older than the new emperor. I don’t think the new emperor will be too young.
Dote on her.
Thinking about what happened to the two concubines, and thinking about Emperor Qianlong who became a prisoner and whose whereabouts were unknown, all the young eunuchs were filled with sadness.
A few brave ones were even whispering there, whether they were betting on which concubine would be carried out first, or whether the new emperor would be carried out first.
Not long after, the concubines' exclamations of surprise were heard in the pavilion.
This exclamation made the eunuchs headed by Eroli involuntarily raise the corners of their mouths, but the little palace maids all blushed with embarrassment.
A battle had already broken out inside the Nuan Pavilion. It was like a surprise attack without any warning. It became intense as soon as the main forces of both sides entered the battlefield.
As the fighting between the two sides continued to deepen, there were constant begging and begging for mercy.
However, on the battlefield, there is no room for any affection for children, and there is no room for any kindness for women.
Only one side is completely defeated and withered.
There is a distinction between victory and defeat, as well as superiority and inferiority.
After a long fight, the sound of artillery fire on the battlefield finally stopped.
In the pavilion, tranquility was restored.
Only the choking smell of gunpowder smoke in the air reminded the world that the most tragic war since the founding of the Qing Dynasty had just occurred here.
It is very likely that the two supreme concubines were killed in battle.
With a "creak" sound, the door of Nuange slowly opened.
A real dragon's aura mixed with the smell of a royal concubine hit your nostrils.
All the eunuchs and palace servants immediately lowered their heads and stood there without daring to breathe.
In my ears I could vaguely hear the groans of the two concubines, as if they were seriously injured begging passers-by to take her to the hospital.
The heavy breathing of a man also reached the ears of the eunuchs and palace officials at the right time, the real roar of a dragon.
Time seemed to have stopped, and the air seemed to have solidified. It was so quiet that it made people panic, and it was so slow that it was unbearable.
Feeling very good, Jia Liu fastened his belt with satisfaction, looked around at the so-called slaves waiting outside, and nodded slightly.
As an emperor with a different soul, he did not like feudalism, so whether the Reform Dynasty will continue to use the eunuch system of the feudal era in the future needs to be seriously considered.
"emperor!"
After counting three breaths, Eroli stepped forward with a small book in hand and cautiously said respectfully: "Do you want to leave a message for the two concubines?"
"Um?"
Jia Liu was stunned.
Then a scene from a Hong Kong movie came to mind, in which the noble man of Lan was favored by Xianfeng, but because he did not agree with Xianfeng's wishes, he was ruthlessly deprived of the opportunity to save seeds.
The picture is extremely shocking.
The disheveled Lan Guiren was held up by two strong women in the palace. An old eunuch walked behind him and struck Lan Guiren mercilessly on the waist and abdomen with a round peach wood stick.
Nalan Guiren immediately grunted as if he had been electrocuted, then cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his face turned pale from pain, and his body twisted like a snake.
Thoughts return to reality.
Jia Liu knew that the so-called leaving a happy birthday was a unique rule of the Qing palace. Whenever the emperor came to see a concubine, the eunuch on duty would record it in his daily notes and ask the emperor whether he wanted to leave a happy birthday.
If the emperor says to stay, then it will be easy to serve him. If he says not to stay, then the concubine who has just been blessed will have to suffer a lot.
To put it bluntly, it is whether the concubine is qualified to conceive a dragon child.
Jia Liu didn't know whether this approach was scientific or not, but he thought it was quite inhumane.
He also advocates governing the country with benevolence.
So of course the two concubines were not allowed to suffer that punishment. After all, he was very happy physically and mentally when being served by the two concubines, but he couldn't put up his trousers and not recognize him.
And I don’t think that the two concubines will be happy to win the Mark Six lottery just once. It doesn’t matter if they win, they can regard it as their small contribution to the unity of the Manchu and Han Dynasties.
I said stay now.
In the pavilion, when the man outside said she wanted to stay, Concubine Xun's heart suddenly dropped. Her face was filled with happiness and she couldn't help but her eyes turned red, and she shed two drops of tears.
This time, I'm not pretending.
Concubine Ying curled her lips and glanced at An An's belly with some jealousy, thinking that she had endured all the hard work, and in the end, the Yin Ergenjueluo family was benefited, which was a real loss.
If I had known, I wouldn't have been so proactive from the beginning and let An An come first.
Jia Liu figured that the president and the others were almost done, and the princes and ministers who should enter the palace for the meeting should be here almost, so he ordered them to go to the palace.
"The autumn air is crisp and clear, and September in the capital is filled with the joy of victory. I will talk about a few points, first and second."
As he walked, Jia Liu began to enter the character state, but he always felt that this kind of routine speech was not in line with the characteristics of an emperor, and it just made him feel depressed. After thinking about it, he put his hands on the waist and made a swipe with his right hand in the air. This time
The momentum is there, but I think the tragic fate of the mustache is a bit ominous, so I'd better not imitate it.
Just when he was thinking about which posture would be most effective in facing the princes and ministers, Jin Jian's big head appeared out of nowhere and startled Jia Liu.
"The Emperor is worthy of being the Emperor, awesome, awesome!"
When the Minister of the Interior, who had not gone far at all, saw the emperor, he closed his pocket watch with a bang and a look of horror on his face.
"Half an hour, right?"
Jia Liu looked proud and glanced at the pocket watch in Jin Jian's hand, which was quite rare.
"Returning to the Emperor, to be precise, it took the Emperor one hour and eight minutes,"
During the briefing, Jin obediently gave the pocket watch that the Western priest had given to Qianlong to the Six Emperors. It was not like borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha, because this pocket watch was originally given by him from the palace.
"Am I already that powerful?"
Jia Liu also found it incredible. Scientifically speaking, he was a strong man in five minutes. Wasn't he a superman in one hour and eight minutes?
Maybe it's the Emperor's aura bonus.
He opened the pocket watch with a "bah" sound, only to find that the words on it had not moved at all. He couldn't help but look at Jin Jian suspiciously.
"I kept staring and the battery ran out."
Jin Jian skillfully took the pocket watch and began to wind the clockwork.
After a few twists, the watch suddenly moved again.
"oh."
Jia Liu nodded, yes, these days clocks all need to be wound.
Jin Jian kept staring at the watch, wondering if the strength of the watch would be exhausted.
"Let's go have a meeting with me."
The habitual right hand is placed in front of the waist, and the left hand is held behind the waist, making a dragon-like and tiger-like stance, which is very heroic.
Jin Jian followed suit, and just when His Majesty the Emperor was about to enter the gate of Qianqing Palace, he suddenly shouted to the palace at the top of his voice: "His Majesty, the Supreme Emperor, is coming to his most loyal Palace of Qianqing!"