When Liu Ji opened the door, he was lit up in front of him...com This is a beautiful royal garden. The curved eaves and walls of glazed green tiles are dotted among the mountains, rivers and trees. Towering trees and gorgeous buds are shining everywhere. The smoke and waves are refreshing outside the hall, and the pine, cypress and oil are leaping into the sky. These three or two big trees that penetrate the sky are scattered outside the hall. The outside of the hall is shrouded in the coolness of summer. The sun shines through the dense branches, leaving mottled light and shadow on the gravel pavement. Liu Ji's mood is as messy as light and shadow at this time.

He stepped out of the tall threshold, walked on the boulevard, touching the passing tree trunk with his hands. Looking at the light and shadows shaking with the breeze on the boulevard, Liu Ji closed his eyes and lowered his head. He silently sorted out his chaotic thoughts and thought about everything in his heart.

The sun gradually turned orange and the world was shrouded in the sunset. The beautiful royal garden brought Liu Zhi a breathtaking spectacle before the night was approaching.

Daoguang is an emperor familiar to Liu Ji. He has seen all the doubts of the Twelve Emperors of the Qing Dynasty by Teacher Yan Chongwen. Today, God strangely threw him to the center of the vortex of history. He is about to face an era of great change. Liu Ji's heart was trembling slightly, his blood was accelerating, his teeth were tightening, and his fists were clenched. Because he thought of the Opium War, a war that made the Chinese understand that they were behind and entered the era of humiliation. Liu Ji took a deep breath, and the air was particularly clear, which made him feel particularly sober. No matter what, a bloody Chinese must not leave humiliation to China.

When Cao Jinxi led the imperial guard Da Yintai to the outside of the hall, Liu Ji was still wandering silently in the sunset. Until Da Yintai spoke, "Emperor, Cao Zhenyong, the Grand Secretary of the Front Hall, and Duke Xien of the Fuguo led all the officials to ask for a meeting." Liu Ji turned his head. There was less doubt in his eyes, and more firmness.

Yanbo Zhishuang Palace is the first scene in the Rehe Palace. Kangxi said that here is "around Xiuling Mountains, ten miles of flat lakes, and there is a refreshing atmosphere", so it is also titled "Yanbo Zhishuang". When Liu Ji passed through the small courtyard and entered the hall according to the memory of Daoguang in his mind, he tasted the supreme majesty of the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty. The ministers in the hall stood up to him with their hands and waited for him to go to the dragon throne in the middle, these ministers knelt down and said loudly in an unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live."

Liu Ji suddenly felt confused and almost knew where he was. Fortunately, Liu Jisheng was under the red flag and grew up in New China. He was still a little immune to the remaining poisons of these dregs. After pinching his thighs for a few times, his mind that flew into the air returned to his original position.

When he came to his senses, Liu Ji called out, "Ping the body." This was what he thought of from Daoguang's memory. If these people were not asked to be flat, they might have knelt there for the rest of their lives. This reminded Liu Ji of the "merciful" Emperor Wen of Han, and made his loyal minister, Gangying Zhidu, kneel in front of the palace until his body was out of place and fell to the ground.

The seven or eight ministers below sang in unison: "Thank you for your kindness."

The thin man in the head stood up and said, "The dragon body of the Holy Dragon has been completely recovered. It is a blessing for my Qing Dynasty and a joy for all people."

Liu Ji remembered that his name was Cao Zhenyong, and he was a Grand Secretary. The man had a crane embroidered on his chest, and he seemed to be a first-rate official in his memory. Liu Ji heard from him: "There is a fast Malay newspaper, and the British Minister Thackeray asked for a visit and asked to investigate the murderer who killed the British merchant."

When Liu Ji heard the UK, he looked focused. He probably knew that the East India Company had established in the UK now, and the opium that was stranded in China was transported by this company. Thinking of this, he wanted to learn more about these things, so he asked the ministers below: "Do the British often transport opium?"

Another minister with a slightly white beard in the room stood up. Liu Ji saw that the peacock feather on his hat had three eyes and knew that he had three eyes. He only heard Xi En say loudly: "These red-haired devils who smuggled opium are very hateful, and they can't tell the difference between these people. They all seem to be the same, and they really don't know which country they belong to."

Qiying, the Minister of the Interior Department, said, "I have reported to the emperor, and I know what Lord Cao said."

Liu Ji slowly entered the role of emperor and waved naturally, saying, "Tell me."

Qiying responded to the "Zha" and then said, "Shandong Governor Qishan had already sent memorials to his subordinates yesterday. The British were honest businessmen who passed by Qingdao from North Korea to Guangzhou for trading. They docked in Qingdao because of supplies on the ship. After getting ashore, they had a dispute with a martial arts practitioner and were killed by him. Qishan had already arrested the man and asked the emperor to make a clear decision."

Liu Ji looked at Qiying's hand twisting Buddhist beads, squinting her small eyes chubby, and rubies were inlaid on the hat on her head. Although Qiying looked very kind, Liu Ji had heard of this man's name and knew that he was a famous surrender faction in the Opium War. If Liu Ji was the original Emperor Daoguang, Qiying could cover up this matter. But Liu Ji had been in the army for many years, how could he not hide his superiors? When he saw Qiying, he knew that this guy's words were filthy. Besides, Qishan was a famous treacherous minister in later generations. Not only did Qishan smoke opium himself, but he also colluded with foreigners to sell opium. In the Opium War in 1842, he did all the bad things, but he didn't spread any good things. British merchants wanted to go to him to dock, but they did not smuggle. What was the trick in this? Perhaps anyone who knows history can guess it.

After all, Liu Ji was an official, so he hid his worries. He smiled and said to Qiying: "You are right. I will take this martial arts practitioner to Beijing to me. I will interrogate it myself. In addition, since everyone is here, I will notify everyone here. You and I will go back to Beijing with me tomorrow. After I go back, I will personally meet the British minister."

When he returned from the front hall, it was already dark. When Liu Jie returned to the West Warehouse, Eunuch Cao who had been following him, said, "What do you want to eat today?"

Liu Ji no longer hates this father-in-law who is good at seeing others so much. He didn't know how to answer casually, "Jinxi, please do whatever you want." Thinking of the imperial guard who came to see him today, Liu Ji said again, "You bring Da Yintai with you."

When Da Yintai arrived at Xihunting Pavilion, Liu Ji had already had a midnight snack. He stood outside the house alone and looked at the moon in the sky in a daze. Eunuch Cao respectfully held a plate with several signs in it.

Liu Ji mechanically played with a musket he found in Sizhi Study room, fighting in his mind. Finally, he did not move the jade plaques. Although he knew that he could have a good time with a woman by picking up the jade plaque, he didn't want to be so casual. On the other hand, Liu Ji still had some respect for the former owner of this body. After all, the other party is also the king of a country. It would be unlucky enough to occupy his body by himself. Why bother to possess other women?
Chapter completed!