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

Chapter 67 A Correct Understanding of Imperial Power
When Dorgon was alive, the two white banners he personally led suppressed the two yellow banners he personally led, and he was very prominent.

The Manchu bannermen of the two Yellow Banners had been harboring resentment for years, and today, when they ransacked the homes of the victims, they would show absolutely no mercy.

The soldiers violently kicked open room after room, handling both official and personal matters together. What was supposed to be a search warrant turned into a house raiding order.

Chaos erupted at Prince Rui's residence.
Jiang Qingyun's attitude was tacit approval.

Boldness stems from meticulousness.

Arrogance stems from understanding.

The officialdom has always been a one-way street, and a one-way street is still a road. And as with any road, it has an end. Even if it had no end, life itself would have an end.

Either don't go down that path, or go all the way down it.

True warriors even have time to admire the beautiful scenery on both sides before reaching the end of the road. If one can truly let go of the fear of the unknown future, the scenery is actually quite lovely.

……

The sun gradually sets.

Dong E knew that her life, like the setting sun, was about to plunge into darkness.

Beside her, her birth mother, Lady Lee, held her hand and secretly shed tears. As a princess of the Goryeo royal family, she had a basic understanding of the current situation.

"Dong'e, the wind direction has changed."

"Mother, do you think the Empress Dowager and the Emperor will kill us?"

"No, no matter what, the Emperor will spare my mother and me."

Li's judgment was correct; their gender determined that they posed no threat to the imperial power and would not be eliminated.

East Asia does not believe in empresses; East Asia only has hens crowing at dawn.

As darkness fell, torches were lit one by one.

The search of the property continues.

Suddenly, Dong'e felt a greedy glance from Jiang Qingyun, which frightened her so much that she quickly tightened her burlap prison uniform.

Li, who was squatting to the side, turned pale.

She's been through it all; how could she not understand?

If Prince Doni were still alive, he could have provided some protection, but now that Doni's entire household has been burned to ashes, the fate of the mother and daughter is unimaginable.

……

Chaoyangmen Street.

A group of officials from the Plain White Banner tried to figure out exactly what was happening within the sealed-off area.

"This is my official badge. Please let me through."

"Which government office are you from? Do you have an imperial decree? Do you have an order from the Council of Princes and Ministers?"

Zhao Zesheng, the commander of the Eastern City Military Command, remained silent.

No matter who makes the challenge, he only replies with one sentence: "No comment, those who cross the line die."

The entire Five Cities Military Command gradually became out of step with the other government offices in the capital, becoming audacious and arrogant, and carrying out military orders without any compromise. This was because the Left Vice Censor-in-Chief would back them up.

Before the barricades, three corpses lay on the ground; all were legitimate Manchu bannermen who had attempted to force their way through.

During that time~
Several high-ranking officials of the first and second ranks, as well as princes and nobles, sent people to inquire, but they were all dismissed with the words, "Acting by imperial decree, I have nothing to say. You will know tomorrow morning at court."

Many people were sleepless that night.

……

A routine curfew has been imposed, and patrols have been intensified.

Xicheng District, Fuchengmen Street.

The patrolling cavalry of the Fengzi Battalion stopped three luxuriously decorated carriages.

"Who dares to violate the curfew? Get off the vehicle!"

"How dare you! This is Prince Zhuang's carriage."

"The situation is special tonight. Without the Emperor's decree, no one is allowed to break the rules. Turn around and go back!"

As if an order had been given from inside the carriage, the carriage continued forward, attempting to force its way through.

The cavalrymen drew their swords, and a violent clash seemed imminent. After a brief standoff, the convoy finally turned around.

……

What time is it now?

"It's past midnight."

"That's about enough, gather the troops!"

Fifteen minutes later, the soldiers who were raiding the house finally assembled.

By the light of the torches, Jiang Qingyun saw that many soldiers had barely suppressed joy on their faces. Since ancient times, confiscating property had always been a lucrative job, a way to make a small fortune.

He didn't point it out, but simply gave a loud order:

"Brothers, you've worked hard tonight. After the mission is accomplished, the court will reward you accordingly." "However, if anyone has smuggled any valuables from the Prince's residence, throw them on the ground now, and I will not pursue the matter. In a quarter of an hour, everyone will run a lap around the courtyard to prove their innocence. Do you all understand my military orders?"

"Whoo."

Ding Ding Dang Dang~
Gold ingots, silver ingots, and jewelry were thrown out one after another.

After that, it was time for a group run, the armor plates rubbing together, and the military boots clanging.

……

"All officers and servants of Shuntian Prefecture, listen to my command. Go and inspect the Xiaoji Battalion. If you find anyone hiding the Prince's property, point it out on the spot."

Fifteen minutes later, Wu Jinyan, the magistrate of Daxing County, came to report.

"Reporting to the Left Vice Censor-in-Chief, not a single member of the Valiant Cavalry Battalion was found to be carrying out such an operation."

Jiang Qingyun remained calm.

"Alright, now it's the turn of the Valiant Cavalry to inspect the people from Shuntian Prefecture."

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Jiang Zhongcheng, the old man, came to report in person: "Reporting to the Left Vice Censor-in-Chief, no one in Shuntian Prefecture was involved in any smuggling."

Jiang Qingyun nodded, remaining calm and composed.

At home you call me a rebellious son, and I won't argue with you. But here, you have to call me the respected Left Vice Censor-in-Chief.

"Very good. I hereby declare that today's joint operation was clean, impressive, efficient, and innocent."

"Let's all return to our camps."

……

Once outside the Prince's residence, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone will benefit; just don't be too greedy. Take a few ingots of gold and silver and hide them in your armor, making sure they don't fall out when you run.

Newton once said:

Follow the procedures carefully and go through the motions diligently.

Those who achieve these two things will start in Lincolnshire and finish at Downing Street.

……

Those who frequently hold official positions know that power ≠ rank. If you can't command others, you have no power; only if you can command others do you have power.

In the future, Jiang Qingyun wants to organize more joint operations across government departments and systems like this.

What happened to the Banner Camp?
Use it more often, and you'll relax; relax as in loosened.

Today's task is to initially cultivate tacit understanding and mutual trust.

……

Those who have never been emperors might think that imperial power is supreme, absolute, and that once an imperial decree is issued, all government offices are at the emperor's beck and call.

This is a misconception.

So-called imperial power is like a Maxim gun loaded with bullet belts.

Big killer!
However, this Maxim gun could be fired by both the emperor and his ministers because the trigger mechanism lacked facial recognition functionality.

The key is—can you get closer, and even closer?

When you stand in front of the muzzle of a Maxim gun, you are sweating profusely and your legs are trembling.

When you stand to the side of Maxim, you can't help but praise him and look him up and down.

When you stand behind the Maxim gun, armed with a weapon, the urge to kill arises spontaneously. Rat-a-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat, watch my machine gun blaze blue.

……

Mao Shi.

Having not slept all night, Jiang Qingyun changed out of his military uniform and put on his official robes and hat. He then slowly rode his horse toward the Forbidden City, the light growing brighter and brighter along the way.

As early summer approaches, the sunrise is occurring earlier and earlier.

The rising sun symbolizes hope.

“Suksaha”.

"The subordinate is here."

"When we hold court this morning, you'll be the first to go. Don't be a coward, do your job well, and I'll guarantee you a life of wealth and honor."

"Thank you, sir."

Jiang Qingyun turned her head, stared into his eyes, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Suksaha, not understanding what was going on, stood there stunned for a moment on horseback before bursting into laughter.

He knew perfectly well that Jiang Qingyun might not be able to get him up, but he could definitely get him down, down to hell.

(End of this chapter)