After standing in front of the majestic and grand mansion, Qianlong led the young man to walk into the mansion.

The two of them walked slowly in the royal palace garden, patrolling around while walking, and chatting in a low voice. The atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious.

The young man had not yet fully grown up, and he was only as close as the emperor's shoulders. The two of them walked hand in hand, not only not giving people a sudden feeling, but instead seemed very consistent and natural.

From the door to the backyard, there are busy craftsmen everywhere in the palace. Some climb up high wooden pods and lie on the eaves of the door beam to re-deline the colorful patterns on it; some hunched in the garden, landing the precious flowers and trees that were moved from the royal garden into the dug soil pits one by one, and filming the soil; some gather in the workshop to concentrate on polishing utensils and furniture.

The originally dilapidated and empty Duan Palace is now a busy scene, and its future noble and luxurious appearance can be seen now.

Keshan finished inspecting the entire palace, stood in front of the palace gate, frowned, pointed to the layered terraces with a glorious aura inside, raised his eyebrows to Qianlong and asked, "How did the Interior Affairs Office supervise it? Such luxury is already an offense?"

Qianlong chuckled when he heard this. He thought that only the young man in front of him would dislike his honor and favor so bluntly. What's worse, he didn't care or need his honor and favor, because he had a scale in his heart. He would never refuse what he deserved, and he would not force what he deserved, and he would do whatever he deserved, and he would do whatever he should do. This would make him feel more and more nervous and want to hold him tightly.

"Ignore the system? Fool! I tell you that looking at the entire capital, more than 70% of the royal residences have violated the system. If the law does not punish the public, even if I am dissatisfied, I have to pretend to be deaf and dumb. Could it be that they will demolish and rebuild them? If you violate the system, they will have no idea!"

Qianlong held the boy's shoulders and pinched his tender cheeks, speaking with joking words.

Ke Shan looked at him and his brows frowned even more, "No. Everyone knows that my mansion was ordered by the Office of the Internal Affairs. Now that you have violated the rules under your nose, wouldn't it send a signal to the powerful and nobles in the capital that you not only do not pursue the violations, but also deliberately indulge them. In this way, the comparative trends of the nobles in the capital will become even more serious in the future, and the habit of corrupting extravagance is very harmful to the government, the Eight Banners, and the social atmosphere."

The Eight Banners system is gradually decaying and declining, and the extravagance and waste in the late Qianlong period further led to the Eight Banners system becoming more decayed. Since he had already understood the end of the Eight Banners in advance, how could he sit idly by the situation? He had no ability to rectify the big moves, but setting an example is necessary.

After thinking about it, he held Qianlong's big hand, pinched it, pointed at the busy craftsmen in the mansion, and asked: "Let them all stop. The officials of the Ministry of Internal Affairs come over quickly, check the progress of the project, and the situation of violations, and immediately ordered the demolition and reconstruction. Just take action against me. It doesn't matter if you are strict and make a big fuss. Be sure to let the nobles in the capital see clearly. If even I, who is deeply favored by the emperor, will be so severely criticized. Let's see who dares to blatantly violate the system in the future? The Eight Banners are extravagant and wasteful, and the arrogance and extravagance should be stopped!"

After Keshan finished speaking, he had not seen Qianlong reply for a long time, and then turned to look at him. The tall man beside him was leaning over and staring at him steadily. His eyes changed, and the hidden emotions were complicated and difficult to distinguish in the flow. He seemed to be maintaining this gaze posture until he was eternal.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with me?" Ke Shan raised his eyebrows, let go of the hand holding his big palm, and then stroked his jade white cheeks.

"Don't let go!" Qianlong shouted suddenly, quickly grabbed his hand, and put it tightly into his palm. The palm was sweating due to the excitement of emotions. "You have nothing wrong, but you are too right! That's right!"

‘Right’ he was mixed with feelings, unable to tell whether he felt more distressed or was more happy or moved. A hot and hot heart was violently aroused and was about to pop out of his chest.

In this world, who doesn’t focus on his status and power and truly considers him? Apart from the young man in front of him, I’m afraid I can never find another one! I’ve been lonely and lonely for half a lifetime, and finally met such a person, which broke his defenses and warmed his heart. How could he not love him? How could he be willing to let go and hand him over to others?

The emperor in front of him clearly said something in agreement, but the haze and pain in his eyes gradually turned into a strong state, dyeing his already dark eyes even darker, and he couldn't find any divine light. Keshan couldn't help but worry, and pulled the hands of the two holding each other and spoke carefully: "Yeah, I won't let go. What's wrong with you? But you are not feeling well? Otherwise, let's go back to the palace immediately? Let's forget about the violation of the rules today, let them change it in the future."

"No, I'm very good. I'm very moved by my consideration for this, and I can't speak for a moment." Seeing the sadness in the boy's eyes, Qianlong immediately slowed down his expression, put aside the chaotic distractions and entanglements in his heart, and comforted him with a gentle tone.

Keshan looked at him for a moment, and glimpsed the soft light slowly oozing out from his eyes, and finally nodded with confidence.

After appeased Keshan, Qianlong looked at Wu Shu and raised his hand and said, "Send someone to find Bao and Fu Heng to come over and let them see how this Duan Palace was supervised!"

Wu Shulai bowed and responded to the promise, and immediately sent a servant to the Interior Office to call someone.

When Bao and Fu Heng arrived in a hurry, Qianlong was already depressed recently and had to vent his feelings. He didn't talk about any affection at all. He led the two around the Duan Palace and showed off the violations one by one. He scolded them in public. The two of them were scolded frequently and pleaded guilty, but they couldn't even straighten their waists.

Prince Duan Chong stood by the side and listened. When the two of them bowed down, they also knelt down and took the blame together. Their actions were straightforward and neat, without any discernment, and their attitude was clear.

Resisting the urge to pull up the boy, Qianlong performed the performance of "Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai" with a stern voice and sound, which shocked the sky.

After finally counting all the illegal areas, he immediately issued an oral order for the demolition and reconstruction of the government, ordered him to come to protect him, and Fu Heng personally supervised and started construction immediately.

After receiving the holy order, smoke and dust were everywhere in the Duan Palace, which had just been repaired, and any places that violated the rules were completely demolished. The mansion, which had just been fresh, was in a mess in a flash.

The emperor took the prince and a group of ministers of the Interior Affairs Office to stand outside the door to watch the craftsmen start work. Regardless of the smoke and dust everywhere, he showed his determination to supervise the situation to the end.

The princes and nobles who were close to Duan Prince Mansion first received the news and sent people to watch from afar. When the sent people came back to report the situation and asked the reasons, they were anxious and walked around their yards countless times, secretly recording the violations, thinking about one day that they would quietly rectify these places. Thinking about the prince Duan Chong, the current upstart in the court, the most favorite minister around the emperor, all had their homes been demolished, and their worthiness was not enough!

Due to the great movement, even Prince Duan Chong came to protect, and the three close ministers of Fu Heng all recruited the emperor to scold the prince for the violation of the rules of the royal palace. The far away powerful people also received the news soon and were all frightened. After that day, the major lords in the capital made great progress. The mansions were not expanded, but the more they were built, the more simple they became, the more low-key they became, and the more they were built, it became a great wonder in the capital.

Of course, these are all later stories.

Supervising the craftsmen to demolish the illegal parts of the Duan Palace, Qianlong stood by the gate of the palace, looking at the mess inside the door, thinking about this ruined landscape, he didn't know when to finish the work, but he secretly met his wishes. He couldn't help but feel happy, and a smile faintly appeared on his serious face.

Fu Heng stood on the back of the emperor's left and saw the smile hidden on his face. He relaxed his tense emotions a little, and was confused about his harsh criticism today. He thought that with the emperor's favor to the prince, this mansion must be solemn, majestic and luxurious. Only then did he feel at ease to let his subordinates who were interested in supervising the creation, but he never thought that it would cause an unintentional disaster.

Then he looked at the young man who stood beside him, with a calm face and no grievance at all. Thinking of the unspeakable tacit understanding between this man and the emperor, his mind changed and a light of inspiration suddenly appeared - Isn't it that the two of them deliberately performed for people to see this time?

He felt a sudden heart, and Fu Heng buried his head in thinking about the disobedience in his mansion. Looking at the emperor's attitude today, the arrogant, extravagant and lewd style of the Eight Banners clans will be a good idea in the future!

Lai Bao, who was standing on the other side of him, was also thinking and realized something.

The two realized in their hearts that the industries that should have been assigned to Prince Duan were afraid that there would be some violations. They hurriedly found documents and presented them to the emperor for their review. He would decide to increase or decrease as appropriate.

Qianlong took the long documents and carefully read them one by one. It listed the offerings that the prince deserved after his enfeoffment was distributed, including 20 Daliangzhuangs in Shanhaiguan; 3 Yinzhuangs, 2 Banzhuangs, 2 Guayuans, 9 Vegetable Gardens, 6 Daliangzhuangs outside Shanhaiguan, 4 Shengjing Daliangzhuangs, and 3 Orchards... all of them meet the prince's rules and there are no violations.

Qianlong nodded with satisfaction and handed the document to Keshan.

Keshan took it, looked at it at a glance, frowned and said, "These offerings are also against the rules. Except for these three silver houses, the rest are crossed out, right?"

Qianlong looked surprised and took the document and reviewed it again. He confirmed that there was nothing wrong. Then he leaned over and looked straight at Keshan's clear eyes, softened his voice to comfort: "These are customizations of the princes, and there is no violation, Keshan will just keep it."

Lai Bao and Fu Heng were also confused. This document was clearly formulated according to previous practices, so how could Prince Duan Chong refuse to accept it? Only three silver houses? The tribute paid by the three silver houses is not enough for one prince's mansion to spend in the first half of a month.

Keshan, regardless of what everyone thought, pushed open the document handed over by Qianlong and smiled slightly, "Did the emperor forget that the slave is not a serious royal prince, but a king of a different surname. The slave has his own inheritance of the industry left by the slave Ama. These offerings are indeed contrary to the rules, and the slave dare not accept it."

Is this because other royal princes have resentment towards him, which will lead to the royal family's resentment? Qianlong suddenly realized when he heard this, his mood was turbulent and he was speechless.

At first, his emphasis on the boy and his special care for him was due to his talent and his lonely life experience. He thought that he could control the boy firmly, use it for himself, and cultivate him into his close minister, capable minister, and lonely minister, and he would have put him to a high position. Now, the relationship between the two has developed to this point. He willingly gave him endless wealth and rights, but the boy was still the boy who was the first, without being arrogant and greedy, and still sincerely and thoroughly concerned about him.

With a hot chest, Qianlong suppressed the urge to lock the boy in his arms and kiss him wildly. He reached out and stroked the braid behind his head, and said hoarsely: "Your Ma's industries were destroyed in the chaos in Jingzhou. Where did you inherit your family business? Obey, you can accept these land estates, otherwise, you will have no source of income, food, clothing, and human relations in the future, and you will not be able to deal with it!"

Following the advice, Qianlong's expression was very gentle, and he looked straight at the side to keep his eyes open.

Fu Heng was used to the scene where the two were more close than their biological father and son, and secretly praised in his heart: At such a young age, the skill of calculating the saint's will was so perfect. First, he rectified the violations of his own royal palace and became a pawn for the emperor's extravagant style of the Eight Banners; then he recognized his sensitive identity as a king of a different surname, took retreat as advance, and deepened the emperor's trust in him! In this way, why would he worry about not being valued by the emperor in the future? This scheming is really unfathomable!
Chapter completed!