Dressed as Su Peisheng

Kangxi 44 years

July [-]th, Huangpi

Outside the pass, there is a breeze at night, and the fragrance of the grass and trees combined with the smoke from the fire slowly diffuses in the occasional footsteps of the patrolling camp.The torches under the tent reflected a corner of the bright yellow flag, which curled up gently in the evening wind.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late at night, let's go to bed early," said Liang Jiugong bent over the couch with a candle burning in the huge imperial tent.

The folder in his hand was turned to the last side, Master Kangxi frowned, pinching the center of his brows, "What time is it?"

"Go back to the emperor, it's Hai time," Liang Jiugong stepped forward to support Lord Kangxi on the bed, and walked all the way to the window.

Grandpa Kangxi stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking up at the clear night outside the tent, "The moon is too big today, it's not yet fifteen."

"Your Majesty, the Rehe Palace has begun to take shape," Liang Jiugong said with a smile, "On August [-]th this year, it will be a truly beautiful time for you to enjoy the full moon in the Palace."

Lord Kangxi smiled slightly, pulled down the curtains, turned around and walked towards the bed, "You have to be in a suitable mood for a beautiful day."

"Bang bang——" a sharp whistle pierced the night sky.

Lord Kangxi paused, Liang Jiugong hurriedly escorted to the side of the Holy Master, "Come here, escort!"

A long string of torches lit up outside the camp, and the neighing of horseshoes and the clash of swords and soldiers' armor instantly enveloped the entire camp.

"Huang Ama!" The king of Zhijun rushed to the imperial tent first, and was surrounded by the imperial guards inside and outside the tent, "The son's escort came late, which surprised Huang Ama."

Lord Kangxi leaned on the soft chair, stroking the back of the chair with his right hand, and said calmly, "Who is so courageous?"

"Huihuang Ama, the details are still unknown, but judging from her attire, she seems to be a Mongol," Zhijun Wang bowed his head and reported.

"Mongolians..." Lord Kangxi locked his brows tightly, and a cold light like a blade flashed in his slightly squinted eyes.

Messy footsteps and scolding sounds continued, and the prince's camp was lit up with flames.

The curtain was lifted, and the prince hurried out wearing a robe, but was surrounded by a group of guards.

"Your Highness, the origin of the assassin is unknown. There may be spies in the camp. Your Highness is valuable, so it is not appropriate to wander around now."

"Bastard," the crown prince raised his eyebrows, and swept the hem of his robe with one hand, "This palace cares about the safety of Huang Ama, how can you be alone, who are you, dare to stop me?"

"Prince, calm down," the leading guard said, "The emperor's camp has been surrounded by the imperial guards, and the king of Zhijun rushed to escort him, but he failed to enter the tent. Please be calm, the prince. The assassins are coming menacingly, Unexpectedly, the guards have not yet controlled the situation, Your Highness, please take your own safety as the most important thing."

"Your Highness," A Jintai leaned into the Prince's ear and said, "Looking at the situation, this assassination is not easy. It may not be wise for us to rush to the imperial account."

The prince frowned and thought for a moment, pursed his lips and looked at the swaying fire outside the camp, gritted his teeth and turned back to the tent.

A Jintai followed the prince into the tent, bowed forward and said, "Your Highness, this matter is really strange. The northern patrol route has always been the safest and safest. There are often heavy troops patrolling back and forth. How could there be such a group of villains suddenly?" Come?"

The crown prince breathed a sigh of relief, frowned and said, "You take people to help the army encircle and suppress the bandits, you must first catch a living person and come back. What's going on, we have to find out as soon as possible."

The sky was getting brighter, and the noise of fighting in the northern tour battalion, which had been raging all night, finally gradually stopped.

Rows of corpses were transported into the school grounds, and the bandits who were captured alive were handcuffed and escorted one by one, waiting for interrogation.

"Back to the emperor," Wang Hongxu, the minister of the retinue, reported into the account, "This bandit comes from Mobei. They are a group of bandits who are making trouble everywhere. This assassination was hired by others, but the leader was shot to death by random arrows. People don't know who the employer is."

"Huang Ama," Zhijun Wang said from the side, "this matter is really strange. If the assassins come from Mobei, how can such a team attract people's attention, go through various parts of Mongolia, and hide near the Mulan paddock? Yi'er In my opinion, this matter must have something to do with the court, or the royal family."

"Well," Lord Kangxi replied in a low voice, "This matter still needs to be investigated. Mobei Mongolia is related to the border military situation, and there must be no slack in the slightest. How many casualties will there be in the camp to arrest the assassins this time?"

"Back to the emperor, there are not many casualties in the army," Wang Hongxu bowed his head, "I ordered people to quickly notify the nearest garrison to come to escort them, and the Rehe Palace also sent a message, asking them to take strict precautions and screen the attendants so as not to Get in with the bad guys."

"Okay," Lord Kangxi leaned back in the chair.

"Your Majesty," the guard at the door raised the curtain and reported, "His Royal Highness, please see me."

"Let him come in," Lord Kangxi lowered his eyes, with a gloomy expression, and King Zhijun who was standing on the side slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

The prince stepped into the imperial tent and bowed to salute. Before he could say anything, a guard rushed in, "It's not good, Your Majesty!"

"What's the matter, so flustered?" Liang Jiugong, who was serving at the side, lowered his voice and scolded.

"What happened?" Master Kangxi's hand lightly fell on the tea lid.

"Report to the Holy Majesty," the guard slammed his head on the ground, "The guards came to report that the Thirteenth Master led people to hunt down the assassin, and was injured and fell off his horse."

Jehol Palace

Grandpa Su, who hadn't worn the eunuch's uniform for several months, was a little cautious, and all the offerings brought from Zhuangzi were sent to the warehouse.

Xiaoyingzi followed Su Wei and squatted under the eaves with a puzzled face, looking at the Jiangnan flowers planted in the courtyard, and said in a low voice, "Master, why are we going to the palace first? I don't know if Lord Baylor will follow or not."

"Who said I came to see Lord Belle?" Su Wei glanced at Xiao Yingzi, "I came to Rehe Palace for business."

Xiaoyingzi pouted, "Master Baylor is not here, what business can there be? The business in Shengjing hasn't been properly arranged yet."

"What do you know?" Su Wei slapped Xiaoyingzi, "Didn't you hear Zhuangtou and Xie Qing both mentioning the Mongolian business. Murcha will not talk about it, Xie Qing is a member of the Gancao team, and he has seen it back and forth. There are a lot of them. I would like to take this opportunity of the emperor's northern tour to inquire with the Mongolians who came to worship, and see if their business is doing well there. Otherwise, when will there be profits just relying on the line in Shengjing? "

"Oh," Xiaoyingzi replied blankly, with distrust still in his eyes.

Su Wei pursed his lips, and continued, propping his chin with one hand, "In addition, the master wrote to mention Brother Thirteen's abnormality. During this northern tour, Brother Thirteen will most likely follow him. I also want to find an opportunity to ask Ask the Thirteenth Master what happened. The situation in Beijing and China is tense now, if there is a change, we should prepare early."

"Eunuch Su, something happened," Ku Kui ran into the yard in a panic.

"What's wrong?" Su Wei stood up and supported Ku Kui who was panting heavily.

Ku Kui breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and said in a low voice, "Luanjia was assassinated when he was stationed in Huangpi!"

After Luanjia's army joined the garrison, they hurried all the way, and entered the Rehe Palace four days later.

Yinxiang was placed on a bed with a splint on one leg, and there was faint blood behind his knee.

"Thank you, the imperial physician," Yinxiang's close father-in-law, Deng Yu, sent the imperial physician to the door.

The imperial physician thanked him and left, Deng Yu sighed lightly, turned and went into the bedroom, "Master, the imperial physician has left."

"En," Yinxiang leaned against the bed, his voice weak, "go and get the master's medicine."

"Master," Deng Yu tensed and froze in place.

"Don't stand still, hurry up," Yinxiang frowned.

Deng Yu swallowed, and bent down abruptly, "The slave takes orders."

After dismissing the servants serving in the house, Deng Yu slowly moved a white porcelain bottle to the bedside.

Yinxiang glanced at him, and said in a cold voice, "Take apart the gauze, sprinkle the powder on it, wipe it off after half an hour, and then put on the wound medicine given by the imperial physician."

"Master," Deng Yu trembled, with tears in his eyes, "You want the life of a slave."

"Stop talking nonsense," Yinxiang supported his body and leaned against the head of the bed, "Be quick with your hands and feet. If you don't obey my orders, I will kill you."

The sun was slanting, and Deng Yu came out of the house, his face still pale.

"Eunuch Deng!" A voice suddenly sounded from behind, making Deng Yu jump in fright.

Su Wei looked at Deng Yu who was in a cold sweat inexplicably, and said, "It's me, Su Peisheng."

"Oh, it's Eunuch Su," Deng Yu wiped his forehead in a panic, "Why are you here?"

"I came out to inspect the village households on behalf of Lord Baylor," Su Wei grinned, "I heard that the emperor was making an inspection tour to the north, so I followed Zhuangzi's team of offerings into the palace. By the way, what happened to Master Thirteen? I'm listening People say, Lord Thirteen is injured, is it serious?"

Deng Yu pursed his lips, lowered his head stiffly and said, "The injury is on the leg. The imperial doctor said that the injury is not serious, but it needs to rest well to avoid the root cause of the disease."

"Is that so?" Su Wei tilted his head and frowned at the flustered Deng Yu.

Hearing that the emperor was assassinated, and the assassin was a Mongol, all the nobles who came to pay homage were terrified.In order to show his loyalty, the tribute has been increased several times, and his attitude has become more modest.

At the beginning of August, a secret memorial from the Mobei Tuxietu Khan tribe was handed over to the emperor.

The quiet main hall, with the warm sun slanting in, seemed to have fallen into the snow and ice of Sanjiu at the moment when Lord Kangxi put down the memorial.

"Come here, bring Yinfeng to see me!" A voice that seemed to be immersed in an ice pool sounded in the empty palace.

The people in the palace knelt down one after another, Liang Jiugong swallowed, tightened Fuchen's hand, and raised his head to signal the guards at the door to go to see Prince Xuan.

However, no one expected that the bodyguard who went to Xuanren ran back in a panic half a moment later, "Report to Your Majesty, the prince took people out early in the morning, and he never came back."

"Bastard!" The tea set on the kang table was swept away, "Let Yinrong bring the guards and bring Yinrong back to me. If he resists, all his subordinates will be executed on the spot!"