The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

Thirteen and Fourteen are really good at leading troops. With them taking the lead, and with the help of the generals who traveled with them, they quickly deployed the Imperial Guards in an orderly manner and resisted several attacks.

As these princes looked either radiant or worried, Bodel quickly rushed back.

Although he was an old general, he was decisive. On the day he led the garrison in Gu'an, the rebels almost attacked the city gate.

Kangxi had fallen asleep long ago. Thirteen and Fourteen were wearing armor and holding long swords, standing tall at the gate of the palace. They were no less heroic than when the emperor personally led the expedition against Dzungar.

Yinzhen had also sent people to guard Changning's courtyard strictly. If there was anything unusual, they would just protect the master and escape.

Even Honghui woke up. Before he could escape from the grief of his mother's death, he was taken to Changning's yard.

For the sake of convenience, Changning called everyone together to avoid any trouble and making it difficult for them to escape.

Looking at Honghui's thin and haggard body, she couldn't help but feel distressed, so she ordered people to prepare rice porridge for the children to eat.

"There is chaos everywhere now, use some to deal with it and save your energy. Honghui, Chun'e knows you are sad. All of us are sad about the death of Fu Jin. But you also see the current situation. Even Hongyan has gone to the battlefield and his life or death is unknown.

We can only hope that everything goes well, and you should take good care of yourself. This is the greatest hope of your mother and mother."

Honghui, who had been somewhat numb with sadness, suddenly changed his expression. He really didn't expect that even Hong Yan would go to the battlefield.

Chun's mother was right. He had to take good care of himself now and not cause trouble for his father. Besides, his mother also hoped that he could live well.

Thinking of this, Honghui suddenly regained his strength and began to drink the rice porridge. The rice porridge had been cooked for a long time, and there was a thick layer of rice oil on it, which warmed his stomach and intestines after drinking it.

Seeing that he still had the energy to eat, Changning felt relieved.

The conditions are simple now, and there is no time to prepare snacks like cream rolls. Fubuki can only use the fruit tea she carries with her to make water to maintain the strength of the masters and maids.

Hongmin and Hongchen gathered around Changning. Although they were young, their natural sensitivity to danger made them extremely alert. Even Hongyang felt uneasy and cried in her arms.

Chuixue was afraid that the young master would cry and make Changning tired, so she quickly hugged Hongyang and said, "Master, it's still calm outside, nothing should happen. How about you take a rest?"

Chang Ning felt a little tired, leaned on the cushion, and shook his head: "No need. Where are Hong Zhao and Hu Tuli? Let them come in quickly and stop patrolling outside."

"Yes."

Fubuki left Hongyang to the wet nurse to coax her, and went outside to call Hongzhao and Hutuli.

Honghui looked uneasy: "Mother Chun, is it still going on outside? Can we really survive safely?"

Chang Ning forced a smile and patted Hong Hui on the shoulder: "Don't worry, believe in Hong Yan, and believe in your father."

Honghui looked at her reluctant expression and really wanted to say, Chun'er mother, please stop laughing. It's better for you to cry.

But he appreciated it in his heart. Having such an elder by his side was like a stabilizing force, which prevented him from feeling lost and helpless.

Hong Zhao and Hu Tuli came in like a gust of wind, bringing news.

"They are shouting at the palace gate! The two sides have already started fighting! Uncle Thirteen and Uncle Fourteen have both gone to the battlefield. Mother, I want to go too!"

Hong Zhao was still a little irritable, but Hutuli patted him on the back of his head: "Little boy, have you forgotten what you promised your father? We have to stay here to protect our mother and brothers!"

"Oh, yes." Hong Zhao scratched his head embarrassedly.

Chang Ning looked calm, but his tone was still full of worry: "I don't know what's going on ahead."

Hong Zhao had great confidence. In the past two days, he had followed others to watch the deployment of troops. Although he did not understand it, he felt that it was very powerful and there would definitely be no problem.

"Mother, don't worry. Why don't you take a nap? My sister and I will go to the front to watch and come back to tell you if there is any news."

Changning saw that he seemed restless and knew that if he didn't let him go and take a look, he would be very anxious.

"Go, go, don't run too far, come back quickly if anything goes wrong."

Hong Zhao grinned: "Okay!"

Hutuli hurriedly followed.

Seeing Honghui's eyes were somewhat stagnant, he couldn't think straight. In order to divert his attention, Changning asked someone to bring a scripture and handed it to Honghui: "Good boy, read it and calm your mind."

Honghui took the Buddhist scripture. It was the "Sutra of Ten Good Deeds". His mother would copy a volume of Buddhist scriptures every day. Gradually, he knew quite a few of them.

Opening the slightly yellowed scripture, Honghui began to recite slowly and lowly. Miraculously, as each word came out, his originally restless heart slowly settled down, and his mind became free of so many distracting thoughts, with only the scriptures filling his eyes.

Changning also felt much better, her eyes gradually became empty. She had been worried these past few days. Although history was set, who said it couldn't be changed?

As Hongmin and Hongchen were listening, they fell asleep beside Changning's legs. The wet nurses and maids quickly carried them back to bed to rest.

I don't know how long Honghui had been reading. When even Changning was about to fall asleep, Hongzhao and Hutuli ran in excitedly, shouting: "Mother! Mother! Guo Luomafa is back! Hongyan is back too!"

"Boom!"

A huge stone in Changning's heart suddenly fell to the ground.

"Really?"

Hutuli nodded repeatedly with a big smile on his face: "Really! Guo Luomafa arrived first and surrounded the group of people! Then Hongyan and Chen Zhihuai arrived later. They seemed to be from Mongolia and are now encircling and suppressing them everywhere!"

"Okay, okay, that's good." Changning breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Ama and Hongyan were fine.

Honghui also put away the scriptures and wanted to go out to take a look, but was stopped by Changning: "It must be a mess outside now. There may be many people who are resisting desperately. Honghui, wait a little longer. Your father will definitely come back later. Don't worry."

Honghui nodded and sat down obediently.

By evening, even before Yinzhen came back, the news that the battle had been won and the rebels had been wiped out spread throughout the palace like a whirlwind.

I heard that in this war, Lord Fucha and his second son were the most courageous in killing the enemy.

In addition, from the Mongolian side came Tara, the leader of the Ujumchin tribe. This man was very tough, with a whip in one hand he was extremely brave, and his archery was extremely accurate. He fought his way out of the encirclement and blinded many people's eyes at the time.

It is also worth mentioning that Tara has a very hideous scar on her face, which runs from the left corner of her eye to the right side of her face, which is very scary.