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    After Yongqi fell into a coma, there was silence in the tent.

    Qianlong asked the imperial physician who was guarding outside the tent to come in for diagnosis and treatment, and glanced at Yongqi's personal attendant Wang Wanger who was shivering: "Let your master rest well, don't stay here for a few days."

    Wang Wanger tremblingly agreed.

    Concubine Jia showed a bit of joy on her face, and Yong Xuan had a complicated look on her face. The queen took Yong Cong by the hand and sighed softly.  The queen mother rubbed her temples, and said wearily: "It's all gone."

    Coming out of Ji Yongqi, she never thought of it.

    Before leaving, the Empress Dowager looked at the comatose Yong Qi, recalled his clever and cute appearance when he was six years old, and asked Nanny Gui with a sigh: "Why did he become like this?"

    One Yong Huang is not enough, another Yong Qi.  The old lady is not a hard-hearted person, her grandson has grown crooked, and she is more heartbroken and tired than the emperor.

    Nanny Gui said in a low voice: "The Queen Mother"

    Qianlong's heart was much colder than the Queen Mother's.

    Although he said that he would adopt Yongqi to Prince Lu as his heir, he still had some hesitation in his heart.

    Later, I made up my mind not to bother Uncle Twelfth.

    It's best if this temperament can be broken back, but if it can't be broken, then the twelfth uncle will be a burden for no reason.  Uncle Twelfth is getting old, and his old age is to enjoy blessings, not to pick up hot potatoes, so Yong Qi still lives in the South No. 3 School and studies in the study room. His daily quota is comparable to that of the prince's elder brother, and Yong Qi still calls him "Huang A  Ma".

    The shell title is also kept.

    The form is the same as that of the princes, but the actual meaning is completely different.  If Yongqi still does not repent, let alone the king of the county, even Baylor, I will not show favor to him!

    After arranging all the affairs, Qianlong called the prince, summoned his confidant ministers, and went to the central tent to discuss urgent matters.  The assassination of such a big thing happened right under the nose, isn't it the white lotus sect's provocation to the imperial court?

    This time around Qiu Xi, he almost lost three sons!

    This morning, Qingguo's confession has come out.  Those in charge of the torture are all good hands, a delicate and weak woman can't last long, even if Qingguo has scheming and planning, can she resist all kinds of punishments?

    The people below boiled a pot of boiling hot water, trying to ruin Qing Guo's face, and she immediately explained the cause and effect of the sachet.

    The leader of the Hui Te Department trusted her, and he did not hesitate to tell her who was the secret agent of Junggar in the palace.

    Soon, Wu Shulai led the guards and dragged away eight court ladies and eunuchs, including two eunuchs in charge and an elderly mother.  One of the ladies in the palace was responsible for cleaning the prince's bedroom. It was never known when the sachet was put into it, so it was hard to guard against it.

    There was the White Lotus Sect in the front, and Junggar in the back. Internal and external troubles gathered in one place. The air pressure of the emperor in the tent was extremely low.

    "Long Live Lord, I believe that there are priorities The leader of Junggar is restless, but the rebellion is not temporary, and now is not the best time to attack. The assassins sneaked into the Mulan paddock, the fifth son was seriously injured, and the fourth and seventh elder brothers  It's not close" Fu Heng's face sank like water, and he cupped his hands to fight, "I believe that it is imperative to destroy the White Lotus Sect!"

    If Yong Cong hadn't carried No. 1 with him, and his drawing was extremely accurate, and his extraordinary performance, his little nephew and son Fu Long'an would have been buried in the paddock.

    Thinking of this, Fu Heng couldn't help but feel scared.

    Fu Heng's words received a lot of echoes.

    After a long time, Qianlong seemed to have made up his mind, "Their religious altar is headquartered in Sichuan. The terrain is rugged, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Moreover, the congregants are lurking everywhere, and it is difficult to detect I want to completely eradicate this stubborn disease and dig three  Chi, also want to destroy the White Lotus Sect! Send the message back and let the Military Aircraft Department draw up the regulations, and I will review them when I return to Beijing. Chunhe, I order you to form a new-style firearms battalion, one hundred people are enough first  Pick a good candidate and show me."

    When Fu Heng took the order, he was startled and looked at the prince.

    A new type of firearms battalion?  Is that firearm the repeating gun held by Seventh Prince?

    He already holds several positions, but Long Live God still wants to hand over the new-style firearms battalion to him to form, leaving aside the chief of the firearms battalion Apart from many external factors, there is only one, the bird gun held by the assassin was leaked by the firearms battalion  of.

    Officials colluded, colluded with the enemy and betrayed the country

    The prince nodded slightly, Fu Heng took a deep breath, and his face became serious.

    After Qianlong gave general instructions, the discussion came to an end.  The emperor quickly left the tent, followed by the crown prince, and when the civil servants dispersed, the generals gathered together, and someone sighed, "Seventh elder brother is so brave, it's admirable."

    ?After hearing the fatal deeds of the gun, even the veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time was shocked for a long time, feeling ashamedOn the 1st, Yong Cong almost disappeared!

    Seeing that Yongqi was seriously injured, he was more lenient, but his friendship with this son was completely, completely gone.

    "Bring a pen and paper." Qianlong said with a sullen face.

    Wu Shulai answered yes cautiously, turned his head, and was surprised when he saw Hongzhou approaching angrily, "Long Live Lord, the Prince and Prince are here."

    Before Qianlong could speak, after Hongzhou saluted, he yelled loudly: "Fourth brother, how could you let Twelfth Uncle take over Yongqi's ugly thing?  Wrong!"

    Wu Shulai opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded.

    Qianlong's forehead twitched, and he slapped the table, "Shut up!"

    Hong Zhou immediately closed his mouth, still aggrieved, with a word in his eyes: Fourth brother, you are not authentic.

    Qianlong's depression was completely disturbed by Hongzhou, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Yongqi is still raised in the palace as a name, and I will trouble Uncle Twelve? If he doesn't know how to repent and becomes an heir, he can't do it."  The prince!"

    Hongzhou suddenly realized, "It turns out that the fourth brother has plans."

    He sighed again, "Fourth brother, don't blame yourself. Yongqi can develop the appearance he is today. The younger brother feels that it has something to do with his mother-in-law. If you want to punish, you can punish Concubine Yu. Why bother to be angry?"  Are you going to get hurt?"

    Qianlong glanced at him and snorted, "You have many ideas, and I can make up my own mind. You asked to see him just once, just to complain to Uncle Twelve?"

    As soon as the voice fell, he made a gesture to drive Hong Zhou away.

    Hong Zhou hurriedly waved his hands, squeezed out a flattering smile, and his eyes lit up: "Fourth brother, actually, my younger brother wants to see Yong Cong's 'artifact'! Is it called No. 1? Hey, it fits the name well."  By the way, where is Yong Cong?"

    Qianlong was speechless for a moment, and then said: "It's catching rabbits on the grass."

    Hong Zhou patted his thigh, "Catching rabbits? My younger brother is the best at it! My little nephew didn't say it earlier!"

    Hehe smiled, and Hongzhou left, saying that he would help catch the rabbit, looking at the burning from the back.

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