September 25.

Qianlong's 80th birthday.

Although the Qing Dynasty at this time is no longer the Qing Dynasty of the past, it should still be done, after all, it is not easy to live to eighty as an emperor, even if the green camp on the front line is starving, even if the northern provinces have been scraped to the common people to eat Guanyin soil, even if there is no tax payment for a penny or grain south of the entire Huai River, even if the nearest Holy Sect army is only more than a thousand miles away from Beijing, even if it is ......

That's going to have to be done, too!

If you don't do it, how can you let the world see the calmness of the Qing Dynasty?

This is a stabilizing thing.

Qianlong knew very well that his defeat was not about how strong the enemy was......

Well, that demon is really strong.

But he doesn't think that the demon can be strong enough to ruin his country, the reason why it takes only two years to make the Qing Dynasty stormy, the key is that the people's hearts are scattered, this person is scattered The team is not easy to lead, whether it is those gentry who learn to divide the territory, those green battalions that are about to collapse on the battlefield, and those Diao people who have risen up to rebel against the Qing Dynasty, in the final analysis, they have no confidence in the Qing Dynasty, and this is indeed not all to blame them, saying that looking at the current Eight Banners, Qianlong himself has little confidence, Otherwise, he wouldn't have bothered to beg the Mongolian princes with a shy face, but he couldn't show it, he had to let all the people in the world see an emperor who was calm and unhurried, and to let all the people in the world see this, the best way was to do his 80th birthday.

Let those ordinary people see that our Qing Dynasty is still prosperous, all countries are coming, the world is in the heart, and our Qing Dynasty is still standing.

Our emperor is still high.

Of course, I don't know if Qianlong has other thoughts in his heart, after all, depending on the situation in the world, it is still unknown whether he has a chance to have a few more birthdays, his body is indeed fine, and there is no pressure to hold on for another three or five years, but it depends on whether the demon gives him this opportunity, life is short, when he is happy, what if there is no store in this village?

That's it.

As for spending this, it's not worth mentioning, Qianlong doesn't have his own ATM, isn't the fat pig he has raised for decades just to guard against this day? There is no shortage of silver in Hezhongtang, what did Qianlong do with him? Isn't it just that the emperor himself is not good to come forward to sell his official beard to collect money, and then he will be his agent? In fact, all the expenses of the entire eighty birthday are paid by the middle hall, and even not only the eighty birthday, a large part of the previous military expenses are also paid by the middle hall, and as a return for the loyalty of the middle hall, he was made an exception to be promoted to the king of the county, becoming the first living king with a different surname in the Qing Dynasty in a hundred years, saying that the middle hall is now in full swing, Jiaqing is gone, Fukangan repaired the pyramid in Nanjing, and even the hated Liu Yong was driven to Yangzhou, and the dragon of the saint is also rare in ancient and modern times.

Moreover, Qianlong also issued an order to recapture Jiangning and exterminate the long-haired demon and crown the king.

After all, at this time, the Holy Religion controlled areas were all cut in braids, and there were no mandatory regulations on the hairstyle after cutting the braids, and even the Holy Religious Army was inch in order to facilitate it, and the folk cut their hair in a bun early, and the late cut directly covered their heads, which was indeed similar to the Taiping Army in appearance, and the Manchu Qing Dynasty was also like later generations, calling the Holy Sect Army a long-haired demon, saying that those Confucians were angry with pig's tails one by one and scolded the long-haired demons with their hair buns. It's also quite graphic.

With the silver of the king of Zhongxiang, this birthday will be as magnificent as ever.

"This capital is really magnificent!"

Outside the Chongwen Gate, a merchant who carried a burden into the city to sell dates raised his head and looked at the towering city gate tower in front of him, and muttered to himself with a shocked look of a countryman.

"Ma, why don't you go quickly?"

The soldiers of the Eight Banners guarding the city gate casually took the entrance tax from his head, and while scolding, he took out a handful of jujubes from a basket with both hands.

The vendor with a sincere smile, carrying the burden into the inner city, just the moment he walked out of Chongwenmen, he picked up the towel on his shoulder to wipe his sweat, and got into a small pharmacy on the side of the street as quickly as possible, because the banner people are not allowed to do other livelihoods except as officials and soldiers, so there are a large number of Han shops in the inner city, after all, those banner men have to be served, they can't walk more than ten miles to the teahouse to brag, just when the vendor walked into the pharmacy, one of the guys inside looked behind him cautiously, and quickly took him into the back, After putting down the burden, he poured down the dates as quickly as he could, lifted the interlayer from under the bamboo basket and took out packets of gunpowder and projectiles wrapped in oiled paper.

At this time, there were already more than a dozen vendors of various kinds in this small pharmacy courtyard, squatting on the ground and drinking tea leisurely, next to their empty burdens, and two pharmacy guys were counting the ammunition they had brought.

"Hasn't Lao Wu come yet?"

A young man in his twenties walked in and asked with a frown.

"No, Li Er has already gone to pick it up."

One of the guys looked up.

And at this moment, at the Xizhi Gate, a young man who looked like a domestic slave was angrily yelling at the soldiers guarding the door: "This is the best spring water that you want from the Prince's Mansion, how can the prince drink it if you touch it with your dirty hands?"

The soldier at the gate retracted his hand in embarrassment.

And his subordinate is a wooden water wheel, which is from Yuquan Mountain to the city to deliver water, dignitaries will definitely not drink the well water in the city, although this thing is not usually checked, but who calls today's day special! Of course, it was not good to let the prince drink the water that their dirty hands had touched, and the soldier took a step back with a smiling face, and the slave snorted and went straight into the city with the coachman who delivered the water, and soon disappeared into the streets. Half an hour later they reappeared at the back door of the drugstore, and quickly drove into the drugstore, where the young man hurried out, releasing the spring water as fast as he could, and then taking out the latest flintlock pistols from under the barrels, and the peddlers who had been waiting for them quickly took the guns and wiped the water.

"Boss Lin!"

A man dressed as a little eunuch came over and said to the young man.

"What's the matter, Anzi?"

Holy Sect Shuntian Sect Leader Lin Qing said suspiciously.

"Boss Lin, Gonggong Xu said that he would answer in Dong'anmen when he was in charge, but I'm afraid there is still a bit of trouble at Xi'anmen, he can only say that he will do his best, if it really doesn't work, he can only attack."

Xiao Anzi said.

"Got it, go, notify the brothers everywhere to do it!"

Lin Qing said to the guy.

The latter immediately turned and left, leaving the pharmacy and heading north to a courtyard door, where a man poked his head out when he knocked on the door.

"Youshi, Dong'anmen."

He said.

The man nodded.

The man nodded to the men who were walking in the courtyard behind him, then turned and walked forward, the man behind him retracted his head, the door closed immediately, and the man went west along the imperial city wall across Shichahai, turned to the nearby coal factory, a group of coolies who were working raised their heads, and a small foreman quickly stepped forward.

"Youshi, Dong'anmen."

The guy said.

The foreman nodded.

At this moment a newly arrived coal truck stopped next to the coal pile, several coolies quickly jumped on the car and began to unload the coal, the man watched them busy with interest, and soon the two coolies bowed their heads and lifted a wooden box from under the coal, and the coolies below took it and sent it to a messy shed next to it as fast as possible, and the rest continued to work as if nothing had happened!

"Be quick, don't delay the use of the house!"

At this time, a flag man came over and stood not far away, shouting proudly.

"Master Fu, the little one is saying hello to you!"

The guy stepped forward and said with a smile.

"Wang Shun!"

The banner man said haughtily.

"Master Fu, was that medicine okay last time?"

The guy asked.

"It's okay, I'll send me another pair later, I have to follow my grandfather to the palace on an errand at night, I'm afraid I won't be able to last this night."

The flag man said.

"Isn't Grandpa the protector of the Old Summer Palace?"

The guy asked.

"Tonight's thousands of banquets, people are afraid of accidents, the grandfather was ordered to take the soldiers and horses of the headquarters into the city to serve the emperor, not only the Yuanmingyuan guard barracks, but also the Xishan Jianrui Battalion musket team has entered the city, I heard that the Long Live Lord will also review it in front of the noon gate, and also let those Fanbang tribute envoys and those old coffins see the power of our Qing army."

The flag man said proudly.

"I'll send it to you in a moment!"

The guy said with a smile.

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to the west, turned south after leaving the coal factory, and soon arrived at the vacant land of Prince Zhuang's mansion, which was not all open space, because Qianlong had just chosen Mian to protect the Prince of Fengzhuang, and rewarded a sum of silver to rebuild the palace, so many hired workers worked here, and even some people from outside the city also built sheds to live, he walked directly to a shed, and a foreman looked like a man came out.

"Youshi, but Lao Xu on the side of Xi'an Gate doesn't dare to guarantee it, if you can't do it, you have to attack."

The guy said.

The latter nodded.

Then he pointed behind him, where there were a large number of materials for the construction of Prince Zhuang's mansion, including a large pile of ladders more than three zhang long, because Xi'an Gate was separated from the palace by the Taiye Pool, so there was no moat outside, and these ladders allowed them to easily climb the city wall.

"It's a bit unexpected, I just got the news that tonight, the Jianrui Battalion Musket Team, as well as the Yuanmingyuan Guard Camp, will enter the Imperial City, and they will be reviewed at the noon gate."

The guy said.

"Evening review?"

The foreman was stunned.

"I guess the Qing Demon thinks that the daytime review is not majestic for their soldiers, right? Yesterday, the Deshou slaves of the Jianrui Camp Musket Team secretly went to us to buy yapian cigarettes! If you inspect it during the day, it will be a shame if you can't hold on to it, and at night, when the lights around you shine on the bayonet, who can see someone who is sloping! ”

The guy said with a smile.

Then the foreman laughed along.

After laughing, the guy quickly changed to a solemn expression, made an archiving gesture to the sky and said, "Brother Chen, let's see you in the heavenly realm!" ”

"Brother, see you in the heavenly realm!"

The latter said the same.

"God bless!"

The two said in unison.