Kowloon wins

Chapter 327
On the first day of February in the 47th year of Kangxi, the official card was at Chenshi, but listening to the drum music on the left and right turrets of Tiananmen Square, teams of knights in costumes came out of Tiananmen Square on horseback, with yellow umbrellas and banners covering the sky. Then came the bright yellow Jiulong crank cover, followed by two Emerald Purple covers, and soon there were 54 ice-made Kowloon covers, Han Shou characters fans, and Huanglong double fans. A Kowloon imperial chariot headed for Dongzhimen along the East Street. People knelt to greet them along the way. The road meanders forward in the direction of Rehe, and gradually goes away.

It's cold in the north, and it's just the thawing season in February, and occasionally it rains lightly. Once you pass the Great Wall, the road is not easy to walk. After trekking down, even if the accompanying soldiers are all carefully selected elite soldiers, all of them are strong and strong, but there are not a few who feel the cold, and what is even more worrying is the old man who accompanied him. On the eighteenth day, Yinjin also fell ill, coughing and wheezing continuously, the emperor was very worried about it, and specially ordered to set up camp beside the official road and rest for a day.

Setting up a camp is not an easy job, there are many things to be busy, but with the accompanying guards of the palace, Hong Qing does not need to worry about all this, it is only a stick of incense, and a dozen tents are already Standing up, until this time, Hong Qing got down from the carriage and walked slowly into the big tent, but she didn't rest there, but paced back and forth in the big tent with heavy thoughts.

"See Your Majesty!"

I don't know how much time has passed, the guards' greetings suddenly sounded outside the big tent, Hong Qing, who was bowing her head in thought, immediately came to her senses, and when she looked sideways, she saw that the third master with a tired face was already He lifted the curtain and entered the big tent.

"The child kowtowed to the father and king."

Seeing that the wet third master had arrived, Hong Qing didn't dare to neglect her, she hurriedly walked a few steps, rushed to the front, and paid respects respectfully.

"no."

As the person in charge of the military march, the third master not only had to accompany the driver, but also had to dispatch the troops at all times. Even if he had a good body built up since childhood, by this time, it would be too much for him. Drenching, one can't help being tired, one is sleepy and tired, and has no intention of paying attention to superficial etiquette. Facing Hongqing's big gift to say hello, she just waved her hands casually, and shouted hoarsely, But the third master's footsteps did not stop for a moment, and he went straight to the back tent.

"Father."

Hong Qing didn't go to rest in her tent, but waited here for no reason, seeing that the third master was going to be transferred to the back account, she couldn't help being a little anxious, and hurriedly opened her mouth to call out.

"Huh? Is there something urgent for Qing'er?"

Hearing Hong Qing's call, the third master immediately stopped, looked at Hong Qing with a slight frown, and asked a question with a hint of displeasure.

"Father, my son heard that my eighteenth uncle is seriously ill, and I am very worried. I want to invite my father to visit with me."

Even though she knew that the third master was quite impatient, Hongqing still did not change her original intention, saluted respectfully and made a request.

"Um……"

The third master was so tired at this moment that he really didn't want to move. If other people suggested so, the third master would have exploded a long time ago. The problem is that the person who made the request was Hong Qing, so the third master would not want to show Hong Qing's face, but I really didn't want to go in my heart, so I pondered for a while, but didn't say anything.

"Father Wang Mingjian, my son heard that Huang Mafa was very worried about the illness of the eighteenth uncle. This is why the camp was set up early this time. Now that the camp has been set up, Huang Mafa may go to the eighteenth uncle soon. If you can see benevolence and filial piety in small places, why not do it?"

Hong Qing was not timid because of the third master's impatience, she was quite stubborn and admonished, pointing out the necessity of going here straightforwardly in words.

"Well, that's good, I'll go and have a look with Ama."

The third master frowned and thought for a while, even though he was still reluctant, he did not veto Hong Qing's proposal. After heaved a sigh of relief, he reluctantly agreed to Hong Qing's proposal, and the father and son went out one by one , braved the light rain, and went all the way to the camp where the old eighteen was...

"The next official kowtows to the lord, and kowtows to Qing Baylor."

"The servant knocked on the prince, knocked on Qing Baylor."

……

He is 18 years old and young, and he is still living in Elder Brother's house. There are not many servants serving him, and there is only one accompanying eunuch and a court lady serving in the tent. The Imperial Physician Wan Hequan who came to see the doctor was here, and seeing the third master and his son entering the tent, everyone dared not neglect to go, and rushed to pay respects to each other.

"Forget it all, Imperial Physician Wan, is the Eighteenth Brother's body and bones safe?"

Although the third master was tired and exhausted, he still acted extraordinarily genial at this moment, and he started shouting before everyone had finished their etiquette.

"Returning to the prince, the eighteenth elder brother must have suffered from pneumonia, and now the high fever persists. Although the officials have prescribed several medicines, but there are few main medicines in the camp. The illness may change."

The third master is currently in charge of the important tasks of the march, he asked a question, Wan Hequan dared not not answer, but seeing him shook his head, he explained with a bitter face.

"Huh? Missing the medicine? Imperial Physician Wan quickly brought the prescription, and Xiao Wang sent someone to Chengde Palace to get it urgently. You must not miss the eighteenth brother's condition."

The third master came here to show the way of benevolence and filial piety. Hearing what the imperial doctor said, even if he was in a hurry, he didn't bother to ask carefully, and hurriedly spoke out to urge him.

"Cha, sir, this is it..."

Before the arrival of the third master, Wan Hequan originally planned to let the Shanpuying soldiers go to the Chengde Palace to get the medicine, but now that the great god, the third master, can personally handle it, it is obviously more stable, and Wan Hequan has no reason why he should, He hurriedly responded and waited to get the prescription.

"The Emperor is here!"

Before Wan Hequan could finish speaking, he heard a shrill shouting sound from outside the tent. After a while, the old man lifted the curtain and walked in, followed by Zhang Tingyu and others, while fourth master and eighth master Impressively, they were also among them. Seeing that the third master was already waiting in the tent, the two of them immediately looked at each other with a bit of embarrassment. After quickly looking at each other, they each dodged away. Grandpa's performance was extremely fearful.

"The minister (grandson) kowtowed to Huang Ama (Huang Mafa)."

Seeing the old man walking into the tent, Hong Qing and his son dared not ignore it, they rushed to each other, saluted respectfully and greeted each other.

"Let's all be flat."

The old man was concerned about the eighteenth elder brother's illness, and his face was not very good-looking, but when he saw the third master kneeling on the ground wet all over, a soft look flashed in his eyes, and he nodded approvingly, with a warm voice cried out.

"Thank you Huang Ama (Huang Mafa) Long En."

Since the old man shouted, the third father and his son quickly thanked each other, and then stood up and stepped aside.

"Wan Aiqing, how is Xiao Shiba's illness?"

After all, the old man was worried about Elder Eighteen's illness. Although he praised the third father and his son for their early visit, he didn't say much. He went straight to Wan Hequan and asked with a sad face.

"If you go back to the emperor, the eighteenth elder brother should have pneumonia. The minister has already prescribed the medicine, but there are a few main medicines missing in the camp. Prince Cheng had promised someone to rush to Chengde Palace to get the medicine. arrive."

Wan Hequan saw the old man's gentle attitude towards the third master before, and he also wanted to help the third master, so he hurriedly reported the previous communication with the third master.

"Well, third child, after taking Xuan's seal, hurry up to get the medicine, the sooner the better."

The old man has seen the diligence of the third master these days, and he is very appreciative in his heart. The reason why he didn't send someone to inform the third master is to let the third master have a rest, but he didn't Thinking that the third master didn't even bother to change his wet official robes, he rushed to Brother Eighteen, and his evaluation of the third master was a bit higher in his heart, but he didn't say much praise, It was just a simple command.

"Yes, my son obeys the order."

Although the old man never said any words of praise, the look in his eyes that Wang Jiang came over was obviously full of approval, which made the third master feel as refreshed as if he drank cold water in summer, but he didn't dare to show any complacency , I just hurriedly responded, took the stamp handed over by the old man, and hurried out of the account, and went to arrange related matters without mentioning it.

"Where is the prince?"

Not long after the third master left, Fifth Master, Seventh Master and other elder brothers rushed over one after another. Even the old fifteen who also had a cold was not left behind, only the prince was nowhere to be seen. The old man finished visiting the old ten After Ba's illness, he turned his head and looked around at all the people in the tent, his eyes froze instantly, and he asked with extreme displeasure.

"Returning to Your Majesty, the old slave has already invited you before, but..."

Seeing that the old man's complexion was not right, all the elder brothers were in different moods, but on the surface they were all panicked. No one was willing to stand up to relieve the prince at this time, only Qin Wuyong, the head of the performance office, was responsible. However, he had to bite the bullet and stand up, answering half of the words hesitantly.

"Huh? Just a joke? Say!"

Seeing Qin Wuyong's cowering look, the old man's already ugly face suddenly turned darker, waved his hand impatiently, and scolded him in a cold voice.

"Ah, your Majesty calm down, His Royal Highness said that he is not feeling well, so he won't come to visit Brother Eighteen, servant girl, servant girl..."

When the old man had such a fit, Qin Wuyong couldn't stand up anymore, he knelt down on the ground in a panic, kowtowed, and spoke tremblingly the echo of the negotiation with the prince.

"Humph!"

Upon hearing such an answer, the old man's eyes were extremely cold, but at the end he still didn't say much, he just snorted heavily, and with a flick of his sleeves, he went straight out of the big tent...

(End of this chapter)