The convoy galloped non-stop for a long time, and as he entered the boundary of Jinan, only a few dozen miles away from the camp of the garrison outside Jinan City, he slowly slowed down.

All counties in Shandong suffered from drought and flood last year, and before they were all relieved, the New Year ushered in an extremely cold winter. However, the disaster silver was robbed on the way, delaying the government's disaster relief deployment. All the places were starved and killed, and people in the disaster area left their hometowns, some starved to death, some occupied the mountains and bandits, or gathered people to mutiny, and all parts of Shandong were in chaos and chaos.

Faced with this situation, Qianlong had to transfer all the troops from the Dengzhou Camp to the county in the disaster area to guard the civil war. The Wendeng Camp, Ninghai Camp and Puzhou Camp, which were stationed outside Jinan, had already received news. At this moment, he was preparing solemnly and waiting for the arrival of the imperial frame.

Seeing the convoy coming from afar, although the frames in the team were decorated in simple clothes and the escorts were all dressed in ordinary people's clothes, they rushed over and took the first look. Su Tu, the governor of Zhili, who came to greet him, was very familiar. After looking closely, he found that it was indeed Lord Fucha. He quickly raised his hand and signaled the soldiers guarding the camp to open the door and welcome the convoy in.

"Su Tu has seen Lord Fucha, is it safe to go along the way?" After the convoy stopped slowly, Tu Su hurried forward and greeted Fu Heng who had dismounted.

"I was in a very quiet way, but I didn't attract much attention. It was quite smooth. When I came to Jinan, I almost got ambushed by the mob. Fortunately, I was shocked." Fu Heng returned the favor to the other party and briefly described his encounter on the road.

Tusu was shocked. When he was about to ask in detail, Qianlong had already got off the carriage. He hurriedly shut up, stepped forward and knelt down, and shouted "Long live" in his mouth.

The soldiers in the camp had been waiting in line for a long time. Seeing that the governor had made any moves, they also knelt down and salute. The sound of the friction of the armor was filled with solemn and hostile spirit, and the soldiers were mixed with the loud shouts of "Long Live" from the soldiers. The scene was grand and solemn.

Qianlong had long been accustomed to this kind of scene, with a calm expression and a gentle voice to everyone get up. However, the gentle and gentle eyes when facing Ke Shan in the car became a little deeper, a little colder, exuding a stern domineering aura, full of an emperor who was above and looked down on everything.

Feeling the change of Qianlong's aura, Ke Shan, who was standing on the back of his left, glanced at him with a complicated look, his pink thin lips tightly pursed. The harsh and cold side of this man had long been forgotten by him in his increasingly familiar and intimate relationship. After reliving this shocking scene, he suddenly realized that this man was an emperor, and how rare he was when he faced himself, gentle and doting.

He suppressed a few traces of satisfaction and joy that quietly emerged in his heart. He left his head and did not look at the man who was standing in front of him, but suddenly became far away in the sky.

After facing the saint, the soldiers returned to the camp in an orderly manner, each performing their duties. The entire camp was well-dressed and the barriers were tight. Qianlong was led by Nasutu to inspect the camp and was very satisfied with everything he saw.

After the inspection, a group of people returned to the governor's tent and sat down to talk.

"How long ago did you come from Daming Mansion?" After sitting down, he picked up a cup of tea to moisten his throat. Qianlong spoke casually and asked Su Tu.

"Go back to the emperor, I arrived ten days ago." Su Tu bowed slightly and replied with a respectful attitude.

"Oh? Your movements are fast." Qianlong put down the teacup and raised his hand to signal, "Now that I am not in the palace, don't be so restrained, you all sit down."

Everyone agreed and sat down on each side of his left and right. The guards came in to tea and put on a long talk.

Seeing his serious attitude, Keshan looked at his injured elbows and waist, and frowned secretly, put his hands on the steaming teacup for a long time, but he didn't hold it up and sip it.

Qianlong saw him frowning, and was worried that he was frightened on the road, causing his physical discomfort, and his speech speed could not help but speed up. He simply explained his intentions, "I came this time, first to examine the disaster situation, and second to explore the whereabouts of the robbery. At present, the situation in Shandong is quite unstable, thieves are rampant, officials and bandits are colluding with each other, and the situation is relatively complicated. For safety and convenience of exploration, you all need to hide your identity, but remember? As for Sutu, your task is to ensure the stable political situation in Shandong, suppress civil unrest, and eliminate bandits. In the future, you will follow the dispatch of the Fifth Prince and the Twelfth Prince to help them eliminate the bandits around Jinan City, and follow the trend to see if you can find the 100,000 taels of disaster silver."

Although I know that there is little hope to find disasters and silver, clearing out bandits is also a great thing to eliminate harm for the people, and I must do it. Qianlong thought for a little while and felt that his order was a bit inappropriate, and he added, "You and the 12th Prince will be responsible for the bandit suppression operation, and the Fifth Prince will assist you from the side." The implication is: You only need to obey the 12th Prince, and the Fifth Prince doesn't have to worry about it.

He had already seen Yongqi's brain-dead nature, how could Qianlong feel at ease to let him lead the army? Seeing Yongqi's gloomy face instantly, he couldn't help but secretly glad that he had added the words. If he didn't say it clearly, Yongqi's actions would probably have to go beyond the sacrificial quota, rob Su Tu of his power to lead the army, and cause great disasters.

Su Tu blinked his eyes and looked at the twelfth Prince who was just young. His eyes flashed with surprise. Seeing the twelfth Prince looking over gracefully, his noble aura was revealed, and he quickly lowered his head and agreed with a respectful attitude.

Seeing that he agreed to his promise, Twelve nodded at him with a smile and said with a kind look: "If you want to take care of him in the future, Lord Sutu will take care of him." Yongqi beside him had a completely opposite attitude. He said nothing, frowned, and only raised his chin to Sutu to show his arrogant attitude.

Compared with the two, Su Tu secretly praised the affinity and nobility of the Twelfth Prince, and his attitude towards him was even more respectful.

When the fifth prince met, he offended one of the nine highest-ranking officials in Manchuria. Keshan lowered his head, and his slender fingertips brushed his slightly raised lips, quietly erasing the sarcasm and sarcasm at the corners of his lips.

Qianlong's eyes changed a little because of the response between the three of them. A few traces of anger appeared on his handsome face, and he glanced at the arrogant Yongqi with a glance, and secretly sneered in his heart: How could the Empress Dowager and Concubine Ling praise him for both civil and military affairs when he saw this prince who was ignorant of heaven and earth? He believed it like that. It's a hell!

Thinking of his foolishness before, Qianlong showed a few faint embarrassment on his face. He felt quite ashamed and couldn't help but sneak a glance at Keshan's expression. When he saw the sarcasm that quickly drew his lips, he immediately became gloomy. He secretly hated why he was so stupid before, and now he was embarrassed in front of Keshan again and again.

There are too many lice and no worries about debt. Qianlong was embarrassed and threw it away and had a strong ability to bear it. He calmed down and quickly calmed down his emotions. He looked around the officials who were accompanying the tent and spoke: "Now we will analyze the case comprehensively, focus on ideas and add clues. What do you think you can speak freely, who will come first?"

Keshan glanced at him, and his thick eyebrows flew into his temples unconsciously. He put them on the cup cover and slowly raised his hand to signal, slowly opening his lips, "Go back to the emperor, I have something to say."

"Oh? What kind of thoughts does Keshan have? Just come." Qianlong encouraged warmly, and his cold eyes softened unconsciously as soon as he touched Keshan's figure. Although he was surprised how the young man who didn't like to stand out in everything would rush to speak this time, his baby's analysis of the case was reasonable and every word was gem, which would definitely inspire these people. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but bring some expectations and pride on his face.

"The emperor was bumpy on the way and was injured unexpectedly. Although his injuries were mild, it would be better to ask the imperial physician to see him first. The servant dared to advise the emperor to take a break and wait for business until the rest before talking about it?" Keshan put down his raised hand and looked directly at Qianlong's eyes, without dodging or avoiding, and said sincerely.

"The slaves were dereliction of duty and did not know that the emperor was injured and deserved to die! Come and look for the imperial physician!" A group of ministers accompanied him looked frightened when they heard this, and they knelt down to claim the crime. Fu Heng immediately sent someone to call the imperial physician.

Unexpectedly, when Keshan opened his mouth and didn't talk about business, the first thing he cared about was his body. Qianlong felt a buzzing sound of his eardrums, and the back of his forehead became hot. A huge sense of happiness and satisfaction came. His head was dizzy and he felt extremely enjoyed. His whole heart was thumping, beating happily, and his whole body felt as if it was soaked in honey, and it was sweet from his heart to the tip of his tongue.

After finally stabilizing his rippling mood, he could only restrain himself from laughing. After a while, his sense of happiness gradually settled down. He narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke in a light tone, "Okay, get up. It's all a little hurt, it's not a problem. Since the prince is in his heart, I will accept it. After the imperial physician has seen it, I will take it a break. You come over to discuss matters at the You hour. Now, except for the prince, the rest of the people are back."

Everyone accepted the order and agreed, turned their backs to the curtain, and slowly retreated out.

When he arrived outside the tent, Yongqi looked down at his still red and swollen wrist. Thinking that the emperor Ama in the tent did not even ask, the haze in his eyes became even more serious. A few traces of deep hatred were wrapped around him, and he was different from others saying goodbye. He had a gloomy face and threw his sleeves straight away.

Seeing Yongqi's arrogant behavior, he showed some apology on his face. After explaining a few words for Yongqi, he also said goodbye and returned to the account to rest.

Seeing the two princes leaving one after another, Su Tu pointed to the tent with the closed door curtain and looked at Fu Heng curiously and asked, "Master Fucha, how could he ask who the young man inside is? It seems that he is at most fourteen or five years old, so why should he be ranked as the prince? He doesn't dress like a prince. Moreover, when he faces the emperor, he speaks straightforwardly, calmly, boldly, and does not show any timidity. When did such a person appear in the capital?"

Fu Heng glanced at him, smiled mysteriously, and instead of answering directly, he asked: "What do you think is the latest logistics management laws implemented in the major military camps under the rule of Daming Mansion a few days ago, what are the effects?"

Su Tu looked at him with doubts when he answered him in an unquestionable manner, but he still refused to curiosity and replied: "The law rule was quite complicated at first, but after it was implemented, it was only amazing that the effect was amazing. The waste of military pay was reduced by more than 50%. Not only did he save half of the money, the personnel who manage logistics and military equipment were also greatly streamlined. A total of more than a hundred people could operate the logistics and military equipment, which increased the speed of the entire army's allocation of operations by 30% compared to before. "Soldiers are in essence but not many, soldiers are in great importance." This is exactly what he said!"

When Fu Heng heard his reply, he smiled loudly, turned his head to look at the big tent not far away, raised his chin and said, "The little prince inside is the maker of this law."

Su Tu staggered for a moment, and almost stood firm, asking in disbelief: "Is this the famous Duan Prince Duan? The Duan Prince Duan became famous in the battle of Jinchuan, known as the "God of Wealth"? People say that Duan Prince Duan was young and talented. He was a genius of the world at the age of a young age. I think this is a false saying. His words are too distorted and exaggerated, and they are not trustworthy... Today I was considered to be open-minded! No wonder the emperor's attitude towards him is very different from those of us ministers, and he is very kind and kind." Now that he is only 13 years old, he is so confused. The emperor will not be able to fly to the sky for a few years to cultivate. He, a entrenched official, doesn't think he is enough in front of people.

With a close personal relationship with Su Tu, Fu Heng smiled and patted his shoulder, and reminded him earnestly: "It's fine to be different from our subjects. The emperor loves him better than many princes. Don't be careful when he is young and has ruthless means! Get along with him, be cautious." After the words, Fu Heng lowered his voice and continued to speak, "I guess you can see that the fifth prince is abolished and hopeless to recover. Prince Duan is the companion of the twelfth prince and is valued by this. Although we cannot guess the profound meaning behind this, we can remind you that if you work with the twelfth prince, you must be corrected."

Su Tu was extremely grateful for Fu Heng's reminder and nodded quickly. The two of them gradually moved away from the main account.
Chapter completed!