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Chapter 624 What should come will eventually come ([-])

After all, Ah Ling is a person with exhausted lamps and oils. Although looking back, he seems to be in good spirits, and he can still have a small hole in his mind. Well, he was already dead, and before he died, he left a rather strange will to drive out his second son, Putao's family, all of them from the house.

As soon as this news spread, there was an uproar among the upper echelons of the capital. Those who cared could not help but think of the scene where Hong Qing appeared in the mansion before A Ling'a died. As a result, various versions of rumors suddenly became popular. There are many of them, and most of them accuse Hong Qing of taking advantage of others. Although no one dares to discuss it openly, the rumors still reach Hong Qing's ears. No way, nothing else, just because Hong Qing had guessed the root cause, all of this was just a trick played by the old fox, A Ling'a, by herself.

There is no such thing as a simple person who can be in the officialdom, let alone an old Jianghu like A Ling'a. He is dead, and he even planned such a bitter trick, which is really a feat. , It’s just a blindfold. As for the rumors that spread indiscriminately, there are nine out of ten that are also the arrangement of A Ling’a before his death. The purpose is very simple to put it bluntly. Qing, secondly, there is also an explanation to the Eighth Master. In this way, no matter which side the Eighth Master or the Third Master wins, the A family will not be in danger of overthrowing the nest, at least one of them can be kept. This kind of hard work can be regarded as hard work. Hong Qing can understand it, but it doesn't mean that he can forgive Ah Ling's speculative practices. What makes Hong Qing even more annoyed is that Ah Ling is using herself as a flag to wave It's just that the annoyance is the annoyance, but Hongqing has nothing to do with it. There is no other, Qinglian is caught in the middle. Although she is 12 unwilling, Hongqing can only hold her nose and admit it, and personally take care of Putao The settlement of the family was given a house and arranged for people to take care of it. I was really upset.

Of course, while feeling unhappy, an alarm bell sounded in my heart - if you want to walk steadily in the officialdom, you must not underestimate others. , in such a situation, Hong Qing could only comfort herself like this, otherwise what else could she do?Could it be that it is really impossible to compete with a dead person?

At any rate, Ah Ling can be regarded as a royal relative and a hereditary first-class prince, and the honor behind him is not bad. The eighth, ninth, ten, and fourteen elder brothers jointly signed this chapter, asking for a posthumous title for Ah Ling, the emperor allowed Therefore, he was given the posthumous title of Wuzheng, and his son Arsun'a inherited the first-class official, the Shangshu of the Jin Ministry of Punishment, and Wen Da, a scholar, no longer concurrently served as the post of Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment.

Time flies, and it is the end of September in a blink of an eye. The turmoil after A Ling'a's death is like a small wave in a rolling river. Most of his attention was attracted by the battle reports from the front. Nothing else, the battle situation that was going well seems to have changed. Bu Suo's tenacious resistance, the fighting was extremely fierce, and there was a big trouble in the transfer of the Qing army's supplies and supplies. There is nothing else, the army has penetrated deep into the Tibetan border, and it is too far from the rear. Although the food fodder is piled up like a mountain, it is extremely difficult to transfer to the front line, and the battle situation is getting worse. In the middle of September, there are still military reports, but by the end of September, there is almost no news. No one knows the battle situation ahead. What happened, everyone in the capital couldn't help discussing privately, but no one dared to bring it up to the old man.

"My lord, urgent letter from the Northwest!"

Halfway through October, the weather is getting colder and colder, but it's not time to use the brazier, so the office is unavoidably cold, even though Hongqing is in good health and sits for a long time, he will still be terribly cold. After the last document was approved, his hands were already numb from the cold. Just as he stretched in disregard of his image, Li Minxing hurriedly turned from behind the screen, taking a few strides. When he reached the copywriting, he bowed and reported with a solemn expression.

"Oh?"

As soon as she heard an urgent letter from the west, Hong Qing's spirit immediately froze. She didn't care to ask any more questions, and just made a soft sound, and hurriedly took the small brass pipe that Li Minxing handed over, and turned it on familiarly. There is a hidden button on it, and a volume of secret letters written all over it was taken out from the inside. The general looked at it, and his face immediately became gloomy after just one look, nothing else, just because the tragedy finally happened——er Lent's troops were defeated at Langshan, and the entire army was annihilated. Only a few hundred people fled back to Xining, and the rest were all killed in battle. Wang Taiji of Qinghai has dispatched an urgent dispatch of [-] miles, and he will arrive in Beijing early in the morning of the next day at the latest!
Those who should come will come after all, [-] soldiers, just gone!
Although she had long expected that she would lose ahead, Hong Qing still had some luck, hoping that the failure ahead would not be too miserable. The wish is undoubtedly beautiful, but the reality is obviously cruel, and the tragic history is still repeating itself After a while, looking at the battle report in front of her, Hong Qing's heart was really hurting badly, and her face became extremely ugly.

Unwilling, 12 points unwilling!In order to avoid such a tragic history, Hongqing has paid a lot, but unfortunately many things are beyond his control. Facing such an ending, Hongqing is really helpless, holding the hand of the secret letter involuntarily The ground trembled, and his knuckles turned white from the excessive force.

"My lord, you..."

As Hong Qing's close guard, Li Minxing knew that the situation in the Northwest War might change drastically, but he couldn't guess the specific outcome of the battle. When he saw Hong Qing's expression was wrong, he was immediately frightened Jump, and hastily interrupted with a word.

"My king is fine, let's go down, pass on this king's order, the letter from the northwest must not be disclosed to the outside world, and those who violate the order will be killed without mercy!"

It is certainly a good thing to be able to know the outcome of the Northwest War first, but if outsiders know about it, the consequences will be unbearable. For this, Hong Qing knew it very well, and when she came to her senses, her eyes instantly became sharp Standing up, he gave the order to die in a gloomy tone.

"twitter!"

Although he was quite curious about the battle report, when he heard Hongqing's order, Li Minxing dared to say no more, he hurriedly responded, and then hurriedly left the office to arrange related matters by himself. carry.

"Oh, I hope the old man can hold on!"

After Li Min left, Hong Qing didn't get up, she just sat silently for a long time, then got up, shuffled, walked to the window, stretched out her hand, and pushed the half-closed window open, with a dignified expression. Looking in the direction of Ouchi, he sighed and murmured in a low tone...

The autumn night came early, it was just four o'clock in the united states, the sun was already sinking in the west, and the sunset was spreading, and the sky was dyed blood red for half a day. The third master and the fourth master, who had just served the old man from Da Nei, stood side by side Walking shoulder to shoulder from Tiananmen Square, talking and laughing with each other, no matter how you look at it, they look like a pair of brothers who are very harmonious. They are waving goodbye, but they see Liu Qian, the servant of the Ministry of war, rushing over with his head full of sweat. , and almost bumped into fourth master.

"Master Liu, what are you doing?"

Fourth master always pays attention to etiquette, seeing Liu Qian flustered, he felt very upset in his heart, frowned, and asked the question in a bad tone.

"Hey, I have seen the two princes, I have an urgent report here, I have to face the saint immediately, please ask the two princes Haihan."

After being questioned by the fourth master, the absent-minded Liu Qian realized that there were two great gods standing in front of him, the third master and the fourth master. He didn't dare to be negligent, and stopped in a hurry. After saluting indiscriminately, he planned to make a detour And went.

"An urgent report? Tell me clearly."

Hearing the word urgent report, the third master frowned immediately, but he didn't ask any further questions, but the fourth master's face sank, and he reprimanded him unceremoniously.

"This……"

Liu Qian obviously didn't want to say anything, he hesitated for a moment, but he insisted on not saying anything.

"Ok?"

Seeing Liu Qian's behavior, Fourth Master's heart couldn't help but his heart moved, his face darkened immediately, and the coldness in his cold snort was surprisingly strong.

"Ah, this..., alas, to be honest with you two princes, there is an urgent report from Xining, Erlunte has been defeated, and the entire army of [-] soldiers and horses has been wiped out. This is a major event, and I must report it to Your Majesty immediately."

Seeing the fourth master questioning him endlessly, and the third master's eyes looking over with a hint of unkindness, Liu Qian couldn't bear it any longer. He had no choice but to simply explain the content of the Northwest Express in a low voice.

"There is such a thing? How is this possible!"

Fourth Master already had ominous predictions about the war in the Northwest, not because Fourth Master could figure it out, but because he smelled something wrong from Hong Qing's pursuit of the Liangliang Dao, but he was not proficient in military affairs , did not expect this defeat to be so tragic, and was immediately taken aback.

"This important task must not be postponed. Liu Shilang hastened to hand over the sign. If there is anything to discuss, we will discuss it later. Go!"

Hearing such a disastrous defeat ahead, the third master was also shocked into a cold sweat. Of course, the third master was not surprised by the tragic defeat, but was surprised by Hong Qing's earlier judgment. He wasn't confused, and he didn't care what fourth master was thinking, his face was serious, and he ordered in a deep voice.

"Ah, yes, the officer obeys!"

With the words of the third master, Liu Qian didn't care about the shouting and asking of the fourth master, and hurriedly responded, and hurriedly walked towards the palace gate.

"Third brother, this matter is very important, how about you and I go to face the saint together?"

Seeing that Liu Qian left without paying attention to his questioning, the fourth master's eyes immediately sharpened, but he didn't explode, but bowed his hands to the third master solemnly, and sent out an invitation in a low tone. .

"Well, whatever, let's go together."

The third master hurried back to the mansion to discuss the matter, and really didn't want to go to the palace again, but the fourth master had already opened his mouth, and the third master couldn't refuse on the spot, so after a moment of hesitation, he had no choice but to reluctantly agree After coming down, he went to the gate of the palace together with Fourth Master to hand over the please see sign...

(End of this chapter)