You can't only love the Qing Dynasty when you're eating the fruits of others' labor.

Chapter 60 You Make the List, I'll Take Care of It

Jiang Qingyun, the Left Vice Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate with shoulders five feet wide, swaggered from the Qianqing Palace all the way to the Donghua Gate.

He advised Emperor Shunzhi that the Qing Dynasty should have confidence!

First and foremost, you need to be very confident! Confidence starts with me.

Along the way~
The officials bowed, while the guards glanced sideways.

The imperial bodyguard, Suleda, abandoned his previous air of superiority and became extremely attentive, serving the emperor diligently.

Jiang Qingyun accepted it calmly.

I don't even give a damn about a first-rank official, so what are you, a Manchu guard, worth?

……

The southeast corner of the Forbidden City.

The Wenhua Hall, which was burned to ashes, is being rebuilt, and the Donghua Gate, which was blackened by the fire, is being repainted.

From Donghuamen to Jinyu Hutong to Prince Jian's Mansion, traces of fierce fighting can be seen everywhere, with arrows scattered all over the place and bloodstains everywhere.

The patrolling soldiers knelt on one knee.

"Greetings, Grand Censor-in-Chief."

"Lead the way."

As Jiang Qingyun entered the Prince's Mansion, he saw along the way that walls had collapsed, houses had crumbled, and ruins lay everywhere.

This proves that the Zhenglan Banner has formidable combat capabilities.

The most casualties were suffered by the Manchu soldiers of the Two Yellow Banners who guarded the imperial city, who fought to the death and refused to retreat.

The two red flags suffered the least damage.

They are as cunning as ever, no wonder they can cultivate talents like Song Er, the logistics officer of the Military Affairs Bureau.

In real history, the two Red Banners also survived from the early Qing Dynasty to the late Qing Dynasty, gaining little benefit but also suffering few deaths.

……

Are there any living men left in the manor?

"Reporting to Your Excellency, there are none. The bodies of Doni and the two princes have already been examined."

Prince Donny was the son of Dodo.

Dolbo was also Dodo's son, and had been adopted by Dorgon earlier.

However, after Dorgon's death, Dolbo was ordered to return to Prince Xin's residence and be looked after by his brother, Doni.

In the midst of this turmoil, seven-year-old Dorbo was casually chopped down by the enraged rebels of the Plain Blue Banner, his small body burned and curled up in a ball.

The lineage of Dodo was thus completely destroyed.

Nine out of ten died, and the remaining ones couldn't reproduce.

After leaving the Prince's Mansion, we climbed the Chongwen Gate tower and looked down.

The Zhenglan Banner defense zone was lifeless.

The spacious Chongwenmen Inner Street was deserted, with only a few wisps of smoke rising from the chimneys of a few houses, indicating that this was not a no-man's-land.

……

"Sir, Ambassador Zhou has arrived."

"Quickly invite them in, no, I will go to greet them myself."

Jiang Qingyun rushed over and saw Zhou Shao, who looked somewhat disheveled. The two held hands and faced each other, speechless with emotion.

The purest friendship in the world is that between men, characterized by unwavering loyalty and a commitment to keeping one's word.

"Big brother!"

"Third brother!"

Jiang Qingyun waved away the surrounding guards and inquired about the situation in a low voice.

"Brother, is everything alright at home?"

"Ever since I returned from the south city that day, I have evacuated my family to the outskirts of the city. I sleep fully clothed every day, and dare not sleep too deeply. On the day the Blue Banner uprising broke out, as soon as I heard the shouts of killing, I immediately got up and fled for my life, and thankfully I escaped unharmed."

"Was your tenure as the ambassador of the Baoquan Bureau's West Factory smooth?"

“Not bad.”

“It’s alright. You’re an outsider, so you’re bound to be ostracized. Here’s what I’ll do: give me a list of your troublesome subordinates, and I’ll send them all to Ningguta.”

"it is good."

Although Zhou Shao had good intentions, he was by no means a pedantic person.

He knew that his third brother was helping him establish his authority.

"Brother, besides the list of troublemakers' subordinates, please also make a list of their superiors. I'll deal with them all at once this time and give you a clean and tidy Baoquan Bureau."

Zhou Shao was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

I sighed inwardly; after not seeing him for several days, my third brother's arrogance had only grown stronger.

"Third brother, are you going to arrest someone again?"

"right." ……

The next day, at the hour of Yin.

It was pitch black when Jiang Qingyun heard Green Pearl knocking on the window.

"Young master, it's time to get up."

"understood."

Jiang Qingyun climbed out of bed in the late spring with a dejected look on his face, sighing repeatedly.

Attend court!

What others considered an honor, Imperial Censor Jiang saw as a burden.

I had to get up at 4 a.m., arrive at the Meridian Gate before 5 a.m., and then walk into the Hall of Supreme Harmony under the starlight at 6 a.m.

Even fourth-rank officials could only stand outside the palace; they could not enter unless summoned by the emperor. Summer meant basking in the sun, winter meant blowing in the north wind, and spring meant inhaling sandstorms; only autumn was somewhat comfortable.

The emperor was tired, and so were the ministers.

Yet no one dared to stand up and suggest changing this "self-torture" behavior.

Jiang Qingyun knew the reason behind this very well, but he couldn't say it.

……

Green Pearl also came in and helped serve.

Rinsing mouth, drinking tea, breakfast, changing clothes, and getting the ivory token for entering and exiting the Meridian Gate—all sorts of odds and ends kept everyone busy and chaotic.

Jiang Qingyun gently stroked Green Pearl's face.

"Starting tomorrow, you will assign an old maid to watch the clock and wake me up every day. You are pregnant, so you don't need to get up early, just like the madam."

"Thank you, Master."

Green Pearl kept moving her hands, her eyes slightly red.

In her heart, the Jiang family was her home, and the young master was her only family.

Jiang Qingyun knew in his heart that if he died one day, Green Pearl would be the first to voluntarily die with him.

I felt a pang of envy and jealousy watching this late spring.

However, now that both the young mistress and the second concubine are pregnant, the young master is exclusively staying with her, which can be considered a benefit from the situation.

……

When they left the mansion, the guards on horseback were already waiting at the gate.

Considering public opinion, Jiang Qingyun didn't dare to make things too conspicuous, so he only arranged 10 loyal guards, all of whom were in plain clothes, to keep a low profile.

The guard team was led by the brother-in-law and Zhou Cang in turns.

Both of them had their futures in their own hands, and they were very loyal and dutiful.

Jiang Qingyun put on a black fox fur cloak, mounted his horse, and his movements were slightly less smooth than the day before.

This reminded him of his university days before he traveled back in time.

My roommate on the lower bunk in the dormitory comes from a martial arts town. He has a stable and powerful lower body and his kicks are like whips. He has already made a name for himself in many school competitions since he entered the school.

It was a force to be reckoned with in Wujiaochang.

Later, this guy met a finance girl from a neighboring school at an inter-school dance party. The two fell in love at first sight and became inseparable, eventually settling down together off-campus.

3 months later~
This guy was pinned to the platform in the training field and couldn't break free. He roared several times, but eventually gave up struggling. He looked very disheveled, with tears in his eyes.

He never recovered from that setback.

……

"Sir, here we are."

"You all stay nearby and have some tea while you wait."

Jiang Qingyun dismounted, casually took out a silver ingot and tossed it to the guards, then walked straight toward the Meridian Gate.

Along the way, he saw many smiling faces.

"Imperial Censor Jiang is well."

"Greetings, Lord Jiang."

"Hey bro, you're here."

People in officialdom generally have a keen sense of smell. They can tell who is about to be promoted, who is about to get into trouble, and who is getting along with whom—they can detect it all in a flash.

People with a poor sense of smell definitely wouldn't have a chance to stand here.

Finally~
The Meridian Gate creaked open, and the guards lined up in two rows.

"All officials, proceed to court!"

Everyone immediately fell silent, found their own formation, and filed into the Meridian Gate.

Those of higher rank walk in front, and those of lower rank walk behind. If viewed from above, it would be a standard organizational chart.

(End of this chapter)