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Chapter 366 The Fog ([-])

Jingling, the tomb built by Mr. Kangxi for himself, is not far from Xiaoling Mausoleum of Emperor Shunzhi. It is the second imperial mausoleum within the range of Dongling. It is huge in hundreds of hectares. Although it has not been completed, after more than [-] years of construction, the surface facilities have been basically completed. There are hundreds of large and small halls. All the buildings are beautiful, even the guard office outside the cemetery. It was built extremely luxuriously, with carved beams and painted buildings, simple and magnificent, but the two middle-aged officials sitting in it right now obviously didn't have the heart to pay attention to the luxury and beauty.

Sitting on the main seat was a civil servant dressed in a second-rank costume, but seeing that he was tall and tall, with a dark complexion and a beard like steel, at first glance, he looked like a well-mannered general. The person is Chunhui, the chief mausoleum construction manager of the Ministry of Industry, who is inlaid with a yellow banner, and a servant of the emperor's family. , Danfeng eyes, five long beards fluttering under the chin, full of bookishness, if not wearing the clothes of a third-rank military general, no matter how you look at it, you look like a scholar who has read poetry and books. Zhenghongqiren, who was originally the deputy commander of the Yuqing Palace guards, held the title of first-class guard in the palace. At the beginning of the year, because of the involvement of Leng Xiangting, he was demoted to the imperial mausoleum as a mausoleum guard.

The tea placed on the table had already cooled completely, but there was not even a trace of heat, but the two giants, one civil and one military, didn't care at all. They all sat still like wooden sculptures and clay sculptures. There was a dead silence in the room, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it was suffocating, but at this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps, and Chun and Mu sat up straight almost at the same time, with their eyes shining brightly. He looked out of the hall.

"Report, Mr. Chunchun, Mr. Mu, Qing Baylor and his party have retreated for a mile and are setting up camp. The king will send a young man here to ask the two adults to make it clear!"

Seeing the eyes of the two giants sweeping over in unison, the soldier who had just rushed out from the screen in front of the door couldn't help but pause, but he didn't dare to delay the business, but seeing that he was in a hurry Quickly rushed to the front of the hall, a standard beater, and reported a sentence with great respect.

"Oh? Really back?"

Chunhui is also a veteran of the Ministry of Industry, but he was transferred from the Minister of Tuntian Qingli of the Ministry of Industry to the Emperor Mausoleum as early as the 42nd year of Kangxi, and took the post of construction manager. In fact, he had never dealt with Hongqing a few times. Yes, of course, I have heard a lot about Hong Qing's cruelty. After all, the hat of "Official Butcher" on Hong Qing's head is not fake, but is stained red with the blood of countless corrupt officials. Hong Qing is fearless, which is obviously a lie. To be honest, if he hadn't been forced to be helpless, Chunhui really didn't want to take such a strong action against Hong Qing. Even if he did it bravely, he wouldn't be sure It would definitely work, and because of this, when Chunhui heard that Hong Qing had retreated so easily, Chunhui couldn't help but exclaimed in shock.

"If you go back to the adults, you will really retreat."

Although Chunhui's question was just a subconscious move, the soldier who came to report the letter dared not neglect it, and hurriedly gave an affirmative answer.

"Well, go, explore again!"

After all, Chunhui is a veteran of the officialdom, the city is not shallow, the shock returned to shock, but he recovered quickly, and did not talk to the soldier anymore, just waved his hand, and gave a calm order, and then The soldier was sent out.

"Master Chun, the things that need to be done will be done in the end, and I'll ask you to handle the rest of the matter yourself. If there is anything wrong, there will be nothing you can do in the end."

After the soldier who came to report the letter withdrew, Mu Chun'a, who had been silent all along, stood up, cupped his hands towards Chunhui, and said solemnly.

"Thank you dear brother, I can have more buffer time, maybe I can cope with this calamity, alas..."

Chunhui bowed his hand in return, and let out a long, thoughtful sigh.

"Master Chun, please do your own thing, I will take my leave at the end."

Mu Chun'a didn't respond to Chunhui's emotion, he bowed his hands, left a scene, and then walked down the hall without looking back.

"Come here, tell the doctors of all ministries to come here to discuss matters immediately!"

Chunhui didn't say anything to keep Mu Chun'a. After standing there in a daze for a long time, his face became grim, and he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth. Geshha, who was waiting outside the hall, suddenly agreed and left...

It was dark early in the deep winter, and it was just the end of the you hour. The night had already enveloped the earth, the wind was strong, and the wild north wind swept across the earth, making howls like howling wolves. Although there was no snow, it was The temperature was so low that it would not be an exaggeration to say that the breath could turn into ice. It is obviously not a pleasure to live in a tent on such a cold night, even though there are already two very hot braziers burning in the big tent, But Hongqing didn't feel much warmth, the hand holding the pen was very stiff, it was only two memorials with hundreds of words, and it took more than half an hour to finish writing, although the handwriting was still correct, but it was not easy to write. It's just correct, and it really doesn't show the slightest demeanor.

It's fucking cold!
Looking at the two papers with wet ink on the copy, Hong Qing was really dissatisfied, but it was too cold this day, and his hands were so numb, he really didn't want to write it again, so he turned to the paper. He blew vigorously, then raised his hand, intending to ask someone to send out the two memorials quickly, but he didn't expect that before the words were spoken, Li Minxing had already lifted the curtain and walked into the tent, and the words came to his lips. He swallowed it back into his stomach.

"My lord, Chun Hui and Master Chun are here, and they want to see you."

Seeing Hong Qing's eyes swept over, Li Minxing didn't dare to be negligent, and rushed to the copywriting, bowed, and hastened to report a sentence.

"Oh?"

Hearing that Chunhui was coming at this time, Hong Qing frowned immediately, but she didn't directly make a decision, she just let out a noncommittal noncommittal.

"If the little prince doesn't want to see you, I will go back here."

Seeing that Hong Qing didn't give a reply for a long time, Li Minxing, who was originally unhappy because of being blocked today, suggested a word from the side.

"Call him in."

Hong Qing waved her hands, rejected Li Minxing's proposal, raised her brows, and ordered without expression.

"twitter!"

Now that Hongqing had made a decision, Li Minxing didn't dare to say any more, so he hurriedly responded, and hurriedly exited the big tent. After a short while, he was already accompanied by the emperor's mausoleum who was dressed neatly in court uniform. Chunhui, the construction manager, came back from the account.

"The next official kowtowed to Qing Baylor."

Chunhui Fang and his party entered the big tent, and they saw Hong Qing sitting solemnly behind the copywriter, she didn't dare to delay, so she hurried a few steps, rushed to the front, and bowed respectfully.

"no."

After Hong Qing looked at Chunhui coldly for a while, she finally cried out in a low voice.

"Thank you, Belle Long."

Hearing Hong Qing finally yelled, Chunhui's uneasiness finally eased a little, he didn't dare to be negligent, thanked him quickly, stood up, but didn't dare to stand up straight, bowed slightly, and made a gesture The appearance of a pair of respectful instructions.

"Master Chun is so courageous, you dare to openly send troops to stop Ben Bayle, hey, good, very good."

Hong Qing sneered, and stabbed Chunhui sinisterly.

"Qing Bei Le clearly learned, it's not that the lower officials are rude, but the fact that there is a decree from the Holy Spirit, and no one is allowed to enter the cemetery if the decree is not obeyed.

Hearing Hong Qing's cold words, Chunhui's burly body trembled uncontrollably, but he still insisted on explaining.

"According to the order? Hey, you are really brave. If you dare to disobey the order of His Royal Highness, you are not afraid of His Royal Highness's thunder and anger, huh?"

Although it is not very clear what Chunhui intends to do in the imperial mausoleum, Hongqing can know that this must be trying to cover up the truth of the accident in the imperial mausoleum, but he did not point it out, but pointed out one of the words. .

"If you come back to Qing Baylor, the official has already written this chapter on this matter, and I have already sent it directly to Jiang Ning. If His Majesty has a will, the official will come to invite Qing Baylor to enter the garden from now on. If there is any offense here, it is not the original intention of the official. , and hope to see Baylor Haihan one or two."

Chunhui is an old official, and his ability to read faces is not bad. Hearing that Hong Qing only said that the crown prince would be furious, but didn't say anything about himself, his heart immediately moved, and he hurriedly spoke with a smile.

"Forget it, Ben Baylor is too lazy to argue with you, it won't be too late to discuss everything until the imperial decree arrives."

To be honest, Hong Qing didn't really think about how to deal with this investigation. It was nothing but because there was no one from Hong Qing in the cemetery, so she was blind to the situation inside. I didn't intend to rush to investigate, and this is the reason why Hongqing didn't force her way into the cemetery, and because of this, Hongqing would not really care about Chunhui's crime of making excuses, no With a salty grunt, it can be regarded as exposing the matter to the past.

"Xie Qingbaile is kind and benevolent. If you can wait until the next day, the next official will buy wine and plead guilty to Qingbaile."

Hearing what Hong Qing said, it was obvious that she didn't mean to be serious with herself, the big stone hanging in Chunhui's heart immediately fell to the ground, and she hurriedly cupped her hands, showing her hospitality with a smile all over her face.

"Forget it, sit down and talk."

Hong Qing wanted to find out Chunhui's background first, so she would not be too self-indulgent, so she casually waved her hands, signaling Chunhui to sit down by herself.

"Xie Qingbaile gave me the seat, then the official will be presumptuous."

Hong Qing wanted to find out Chunhui's background, and Chunhui also wanted to find out Hong Qing's bottom line, so she was happy to communicate with Hong Qing, so she hurriedly thanked her, lifted the hem of her robe, and looked at her. Sitting on the brocade pier to the right of the copywriter, he bowed slightly, assuming a proper posture of listening to training.

　It's doubled, and brothers who still have monthly tickets support it!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)