Fulin knelt on the ground, with tears on his face: "My son was guilty of the Qing Dynasty, ashamed of his ancestors, ashamed of his mother... But... But his son is really worse than death. In this world, she is the only one who knows his son, and now......"

"You don't have to say anything." Bumubutai said in a deep voice: "The Qing Dynasty cannot have a emperor trapped by love, nor can there be an emperor who will become a monk. I have already thought about it for you. If you want to be liberated, I will give you a liberation. The Qing Dynasty needs an explanation, so you can give an explanation to the Qing Dynasty."

Fulin raised his head and asked, "What do you want your son to do?"

Bumubutai gritted his teeth and said, "My Emperor of the Qing Dynasty should lead the elite troops in the country to personally conquer Shandong and sweep the island barbarians. After your success, if you are still obsessed with it, you will die and pass the throne. If you do this, you will not be sorry for your ancestors."

Fulin listened quietly, and there was no sound for a moment, but Sony was in great pain. He originally wanted to cheer up Fulin and control the world again. After all, this young emperor showed the style that a hero should have in the past few years. His son was mostly young and could not yet inherit the throne. Now in times of crisis, what would the Qing Dynasty be if there were no heroes in the dynasty? Sony crawled to Bumubutai with a sad and angry face, hoping that she could take back the will and hope that Fulin could turn back.

Bumubutai sighed, patted Sony's shriveled shoulder, and said, "Sony, what a slave, it's a pity that you don't have a strong master, so you don't have to persuade him. The emperor crawled out of my intestines. I know what he thinks. The emperor is no longer the lord of the Qing Dynasty. I just hope that he can do the last thing for the Qing Dynasty for the sake of his ancestors."

Fulin knew that he was saying this to himself. He wiped his tears and pressed his face to the ground: "Son... Son, everything is my mother."

Bumu Butai waved his hand and had long been calculating in her heart. She said, "I don't know the depth of the island barbarians this time. Moreover, my famous generals from the Qing Dynasty were mostly defeated by the island barbarians, such as Duoduo, Dorgon and others, unfortunately died. Before you personally expedition, you should first establish a crown prince to supervise the country."

Fulin nodded: "My son doesn't have any trouble. I don't know if my mother thinks, who should be the crown prince of Fuquan and Xuanye?"

At this time, Emperor Shunzhi had or had as many as eight sons, but the eldest son and the sons born to Dong E had died. The other sons, five sons, six sons, and seven sons were all born to the Han military flag, so it was impossible to be made the crown prince. The eight sons were only one year old and their biological mothers were not noble, so naturally they no longer considered the list, leaving only the second son Fuquan and the third son Xuanye.

"It's better to be Xuanye." Bumubutai said. After thinking about it, Bumubutai said: "Xuanye has had acne. According to Father Tang, Xuanye will no longer be trapped by smallpox. This is very important. The future emperor of the Qing Dynasty cannot make trouble anymore."

Fulin nodded slightly, without any objection. Among his children, the most favorite is the fourth son born to Dong E, but he died after only less than three months of living. Without this child, he would not care whoever other children are the prince.

"Since that's the case, this matter has been settled. It's already dawn. You and all the ministers have been working hard for a night. Don't hold this court again. Sony, go down first and tell the ministers of the government that the emperor will summon you in the evening." Bumubutai waved his hand and asked Sony to retreat.

When Sony went out, Bumubutai asked everyone in Xihunting to leave. She said, "Xuanye is young, and you have the intention to abdicate again. At this time, you have to consider the candidate to assist him."

"With a mother in charge of the affairs of the country, my son has nothing to worry about." Fulin said lightly. When he thought of returning from the army, he was completely relieved. Fulin was very relieved and didn't want to care about anything.

"After all, I'm just a woman, I can't go to the front of the stage, Sony and Oboi, who do you think should be the chief minister?" Bumubutai asked.

Fulin understood that in recent years, although Prince Xun was still in Liaodong and Prince An was in the southeast, things like Dorgon's sect control of the government would not happen. The Manchu sect either led troops outside and the court controlled the food and wages, or lived in the capital without caring about major affairs in the court. It was no longer a threat. In today's court, the core decision-making circles in addition to the emperor are some Manchu ministers with great trust, Sony and Oboi are among the leaders. In recent years, these two people in the court have been constantly fighting in the internal struggles. As the master, Fulin was also happy to see the internal struggles of the slaves and enjoy the power of the people.

"Sony is loyal and wise, Oboi is resolute and brave, and they are all the best candidates," said Fulin.

Bumubutai said, "But if you personally fight, no one in the court will restrict these two people."

Fulin said: "Son understands, son will personally fight... let Oboi follow him."

"Okay, let Sony assist in the court to plan food and food for you. In addition, you bring Sukshaha and leave Ebilong. The two yellow flags should not follow you south. Let Fei Yanggu command the two yellow flags and guard the capital." Bumubutai told the matter he had decided.

After Dorgon's death, Sukshaha was the leader of the two white flags. In order to stabilize the rear and let Xuanye grasp the overall situation, these unstable factors must be taken away. Ebilong was a guard in the Huang Taiji era. He was loyal and could stay in the capital to balance Sony. Fei Yanggu had already made his mark at a young age. He was still the younger brother of the late Dong E family, so Fulin was naturally willing.

"It depends entirely on your mother." Fulin said with his head down.

Bumubutai stood up and left, and asked Fulin to rest. When she reached the door, she turned her head and said, "Fulin....................................................................................... that you will be able to do it when you return from the war............................”

Fulin turned his head and did not dare to look at Bumubutai, and whispered: "Son, thank you for your mother, thank you for your mother."

Jiaozhou.

At this time, Jiaozhou no longer had the difference between new and old cities. The old city was cancelled and merged into the new city. At this time, thick smoke rose around the new city, dyeing half of the sky red. Gao Feng rode on the war horse, frowned and looked at the smoke in the distance, and asked: "Machifeng, isn't everything going well? Why are there wars everywhere?"

Ma Kaifeng was exhausted at this time, and Gao Feng's arrival exceeded his expectations. Because according to the plan, this founding father of the United States, a hero in charge of hundreds of thousands of troops, should have led the elite army to attack Dengzhou, but he never gave the army to Pei Chengyi from Yongning, and handed over the command to Song Luofeng, the commander of the Beiyang War Zone Fleet, and only led a team of entourage to Jiaozhou.

Ma Kaifeng wiped the sweat from his face: "Your Excellency, that's not the war, but the thick smoke that burns the wasteland. Now Jiaozhou is peaceful, and local villagers are no longer afraid of the Tartars' order to move to the boundary and ban the sea. They burn the wasteland and farm near Jiaozhou to meet some of the supplies needed by Jiaozhou and Qingdao."

"It's the end of August, what else can I plant in burning the wasteland?" Gao Feng asked casually.

Ma Kaifeng said: "Growing vegetables mainly includes radishes and cabbage. Today, Jiaozhou and Qingdao are the most expensive vegetables. Originally, the Qing Dynasty was the default Jiaozhou New City, but agricultural activities were not allowed to be carried out around the country. Most of the local grain in Jiaozhou was imported from overseas, while vegetables and fruits and melons must be imported from inland villages and towns connected to the canal. Once the war broke out, the imported vegetables were less, and... the number of vegetables used in military supplies increased, so the humble officials first asked the surrounding people to plant vegetables first to meet the needs of military supplies and towns."

Gao Feng nodded slightly: "You have thought it through carefully, it's good."

Gao Feng knew very well that the military ration ratio of the Hezhong** team was extremely strict, especially when stationed around the city, vegetables and fruits were indispensable. This maintained the nutritional needs of soldiers, but also put a lot of pressure on the local area. However, everything was worth it.

Accompanied by Ma Kaifeng, Gao Feng entered Jiaozhou, which was still a busy scene. The wide road was separated by lime lines, with two wide horses and vehicles in the middle, and people walking on both sides of the road. At the intersection, there were people wearing armbands to direct traffic. From the dock to the workshop area, all kinds of vehicles and livestock kept coming and going. The workshop area where mechanical noises were constantly coming and going was like a huge monster, swallowing steel, coal, cotton, grain and other raw materials, and finally turned into military equipment, cotton, flour, and transported to the wharf outside the city.

On the main road entering the city, Zhou Zisheng, Wang Zhiwen and others lined up in two rows, quietly waiting for Gao Feng's arrival. Gao Feng got off the horse and nodded: "Thank you all, thank you for your hard work. This period of time has been hardworking in state affairs, providing military supplies for the army, greatly alleviating the pressure of the maritime transportation department. The Beiyang War Zone will report to the head of state to ask for merit."

"General Xie." Being recognized by Gao Feng is equivalent to being recognized by the senior officials of the United States. If the contribution is not, everyone dares not think too much about it. It is enough to be grateful to be able to survive the change of dynasty safely.

Gao Feng said: "Okay, please go back first. There will be a dinner party in the military control in the evening. You can come and attend."

A group of merchants and gentlemen bowed and said yes, and then chose to leave. The servants and housekeepers waiting around came up to cover the sun and set up umbrellas for their masters. Gao Feng glanced at the group of people, his face turned cold, and he rode his horse to the Military Control Commission building.

"Sir Ma, I seem a little unhappy when I think of Chief Gao. Did we do something wrong?" Zhou Zisheng asked.

Ma Kaifeng shook his head and welcomed Gao Feng without a big show. He also knew that Gao Feng was not a person who liked to show off. Wang Zhiwen asked: "Is it too ostentatious because of these servants and entourage?"

"No." Ma Kaifeng replied. Although the abolition of slavery in the country had already been completed, the contracts for selling their bodies were abolished, and the gentry and officials' service personnel changed to the employment system, it did not affect the domestic senior management's attention to the pomp, and local people also did this.

"Don't think too much. I'll go back first. Be careful and don't cause trouble." Ma Kaifeng advised a few times, got on the horse and left, leaving behind the two at a loss.

Ma Kaifeng caught up with Gao Feng and found that he was frowning and looked at the military policemen on the street from time to time who were temporarily in charge of the duties of a security officer. Ma Kaifeng did not dare to talk. Gao Feng suddenly asked: "Which unit of these military policemen are from?"

"Your Excellency, originally brought 200 military police from the theater command, and divided the local security bureau into the backbone. However, the population of Xincheng was too large, and the number of troops garrisons in the surrounding area was increasing, and more military police were needed. However, the front-line combat mission was too heavy, and the general only drew 100 people, which could not help but be unable to control the situation. General Wu drew some soldiers from Palawan Brigade and Jincheng Hunting Battalion, and also assigned the American Company to the militia. However, these soldiers did not understand the laws and had to carry out the mission in the form of a military police leading three to five soldiers......" Ma Kaifeng told the truth directly.

"This martial arts craft is simply a bastard!" Gao Feng said angrily, and he ran away with a horse's belly. He arrived at the restaurant where the Military Control Commission was located. He saw two black soldiers standing guard at the door wearing military police armbands, whipping the horse whip, and walking in.

Ma Kaifeng knew that he must have made a big mistake, so he hurriedly followed. He led Gao Feng into the office. Gao Feng took off his coat and shouted: "Nonao, it's simply nonsense. Are your heads and gunpowders filled with gunpowder? A commander in charge of combat, a commander in the Muslim place, and your political sense is all eaten by the dog? Go, call me the melee of Wu Xing, and go quickly!"

Ma Kaifeng would never have thought that Gao Feng would be so angry. He didn't know what he had done wrong, so he had to go out and send a quick horse to Jiaozhou Daying. Fortunately, the camp was only thirty miles away from the new city, and the horse was about to go back and forth. It took an hour to arrive. At the gate of the Military Control Commission, Ma Kaifeng did not dare to conceal what Gao Feng said after he arrived. Wu Xing was also confused and went into the office with Ma Kaifeng.

Gao Feng punched the table and asked, "Wu Xing, who asked you to dispatch overseas soldiers to Jiaozhou as public security soldiers!"

"Sir, because Qingzhou Qing army continues to increase its troops, and its subordinates are short of troops..." Wu Xing explained, before he finished speaking, Gao Feng cursed: "Don't let your mother go!"

Ma Kaifeng dared not speak. Today's political arena in the United States has no hypocritical behavior of Zhu Mingshi, but there are still necessary etiquette and demeanor, but the army is completely different. No one dared to disobey when the Shangguan is bigger than the sky.

"Your 2nd Army has the 2nd Division, the 21st Division, the 22nd Division, a cavalry brigade and a mixed brigade. There are more than 40,000 combatants alone. Simply dispatching a regiment can maintain the stability of Jiaozhou. But you gave the troops from Jincheng, Palawan and America to Ma Kaifeng. Isn't it because they are not your direct descendants? You are just a little distant in your mind. These overseas soldiers come from thousands of miles away to be used as rags? You are a bastard!" Gao Feng's voice became louder and louder, and the entire military control would be silent and dare not make any sound.

"And you, Ma Kaifeng, where did your brain grow? He will really dare to use it for these soldiers! Let them be military police, let them manage the people, and the local figures, what are the bad things to learn? Learn from those who raise Kunlun slaves, idiots, and very idiots in the base camp!"

Ma Kaifeng lowered his head and did not dare to speak. Even though he didn't understand, he always knew where he was wrong. He didn't dare to speak, but Wu Xing dared. Wu Xing was the number one general under Gao Feng. The two of them worked in the Beiyang War Zone for many years and knew the truth. Wu Xing also knew Gao Feng's temper. He was so shameless. He grinned and smiled: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, you're so angry. My sister-in-law wants to blame me. Tell me, where was the mistake?"

Seeing Wu Xing's appearance, Gao Feng shook his head helplessly. This guy was a natural general, but he had no political acumen. Gao Feng asked: "I ask you, Zhu Ming, who is the orthodox of the Qing Dynasty and the United States of China?"

"Of course it's us!" Wu Xing said immediately.

Gao Feng shouted: "You think it's useless, but the people in the world think it's right. Over the years, we have called the Qing Dynasty the Tartars, foreign races, invaders and colonists. The Qing Dynasty said that the United States is an island barbarian and an overseas barbarian. We claim to be the orthodox of China, but you two are doing it, and they don't look a little like orthodox!

The current Military Control Commission performs the duties of the Administrative Office, and the military police performs public security, arrest and law enforcement. You let a group of Malays, Indians, blacks and Indians be military police, and let them manage and punish the people. What is the difference between the Qing Tartars in charge of the Central Plains!
Chapter completed!