Time Travel to 1859: The Iron-Blooded Soldier King

Prince Zheng's Palace, Beijing.

Prince Zheng was sitting in the room when Ruixiong, the commander of the Imperial Guard's Beijing Camp, asked to see him. Duanhua was stunned. He was not very familiar with Ruixiong, but now the Eight Banners of the Beijing Camp were controlled by his younger brother Sushun, so they had met a few times. What was the matter with him coming to see him today?

Duan Hua replied calmly: "Well, let him in."

Ruixiong had to come. Jierge was a clueless second-generation rich kid who had caused such a big mess that he didn't even realize it. Did he really think that no one could deal with him? Although Duanhua was powerful, not everyone would buy his account. It wouldn't take much effort for the real powerful to deal with a small Jierge. Unfortunately, Prince Senggelinqin of Khorchin was such a person! If he didn't inform Prince Zheng in advance, and the news spread, he would have a hard time explaining himself to Lord Sushun.

Ruixiong came in front of Duanhua and said respectfully, "I, the lowly elite spirit Ruixiong, am here to greet His Majesty!"

Duan Hua waved his hand, motioning Ruixiong to stand up, and asked, "Ruixiong, what is the matter with you requesting to see me this time?"

Ruixiong hurriedly whispered, "Your Highness, I'm requesting an audience this time because something happened near Xuanwu Gate. Young Lord Erge bumped into Prince Khorchin, who was returning to the capital, near Xuanwu Gate, causing trouble. He's already reported the case to Shuntian Prefecture. I'm afraid you've been kept in the dark, so I'm letting you know right away..."

what?

Prince Zheng suddenly stood up and bumped into Senggelinqin? That iron-hat prince, with his upright character and hot temper, was not someone that anyone could afford to offend!

"Ruixiong, tell me exactly what's going on!"

Ruixiong recounted the incident, and Prince Zheng's face darkened. Damn it! He was his brother-in-law, so why did he have to mess with this Khorchin Prince? He wasn't a Manchu prince, nor was he of the Aisin-Gioro lineage. He was a Mongolian, and now a key minister who was a pillar of the imperial court. He was the leader of Mongolia. Even he and the Emperor had to show him respect. And who the hell did you think you were? You actually insulted the Prince and told him to go back to the Khorchin steppes? Even the Emperor couldn't say such harsh words!

"What is he doing going to Shuntian Prefecture now? Isn't he ashamed?"

Prince Zheng roared.

Ruixiong smiled bitterly and said, "I guess he's not going to sue the Monk King, but wants Shuntian Prefecture to step in and arrest Liu Ye..."

Liu Ye?

Prince Zheng was a little suspicious. Who was this?

Ruixiong reminded him, "Your Highness, Liu Ye is the one who made great contributions at Dagukou this time and was ordered by His Majesty to accompany the Monk King to the capital to see the Emperor..."

Duanhua understood immediately, his face darkening even further. Although this man's status was truly low, a mere newly appointed lieutenant, he was still the Supreme Monk's most trusted confidant. Otherwise, the Supreme Monk wouldn't have been so supportive. Wasn't this Jierge looking for trouble? Did he really think he'd done something shameful? He molested a woman in the street and assaulted an old woman. No wonder he'd taken action.

Duan Hua was also a little unhappy. After all, Jierge was a nobleman, a baron, even if he was the fief of a province, he might not have such honor. How could Liu Ye, a mere stinky boy who had stepped on dog shit, dare to shit on his head? No rules at all?

When Duanhua was angry, Sushun walked in from outside. The two were blood brothers. Duanhua inherited his father's title, Prince Zheng, and Sushun was promoted to the third-class auxiliary general, minister in front of the emperor, and now the Minister of Revenue based on his own ability. Both brothers were in the highest positions, but their relationship was indeed extremely close. The two relied on each other in the court, and Duanhua was extremely powerful.

As a brother, you naturally don't need to inform your elder brother before entering his house.

Sushun stepped in and saw Ruixiong standing beside him. He frowned. He was very familiar with his subordinates. Why did he come to his elder brother's place today? To ask for help? Wouldn't it be more convenient to take his own help?

Sushun asked, "Ruixiong, why are you here?"

Ruixiong smiled awkwardly and bowed quickly, saying, "Humble official Ruixiong greets you, Your Excellency!"

Sushun waved his hand. Duanhua on the side said unhappily, "Ruixiong is here to deliver a letter to me! Okay, Ruixiong, there's nothing for you to do here. We two brothers will remember this favor. You will definitely benefit from it in the future!"

Ruixiong quickly bowed and took his leave.

Sushun looked at his elder brother's grim expression and asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Duan Hua said angrily, "Isn't it my brother-in-law? He's causing me trouble again!"

Sushun smiled and replied, "Alright, big brother, it's just Jierge. How big a mess can he cause? We've both cleaned up his messes in the past. You should discipline him as you see fit. Big brother, did you hear that Senggelinqin has returned to the capital?"

Duan Hua replied bitterly, "Yes, it's because Senggelinqin returned to the capital that Jierge caused me trouble. Damn it, this bastard, I want to strangle him to death!"

Sushun was shocked. Could it be that this fool had offended the Sangha King? The Sangha King was a man who hated evil and was upright by nature. If he offended him, Jierge would probably have a hard time!

Sushun asked, "What's going on, brother? How could Jierge be related to the monk king?"

Duanhua sighed and recounted what had happened.

Sushun was almost amused by his anger. This Jierge was really courting death, asking Senggelinqin to go back to the Khorchin grasslands? He didn't even consider that the imperial court now relied entirely on his Mongolian Eight Banners to stabilize the north! If Senggelinqin really ran back to the desert, I'm afraid the emperor would use a small knife to skin Jierge alive!

Sushun replied, "Brother, it was Jierge who was disrespectful in this matter. He could have provoked any other trouble, but he had to provoke the monk king. This time he has kicked against an iron wall. We brothers need to shut Senggelinqin up. If the monk king really tells the emperor about this, I am afraid that we brothers will both be disgraced!"

Ah!

Duanhua groaned. This was the only way to deal with the matter. He had to bow to Senggelinqin and give Jierge a beating. Senggelinqin, as a prince, would not pester him to death. The prince would definitely give him this little bit of face.

As the two were talking, the door was thrown open and Gilger stumbled in, crying, "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, you have to make the decision for me!"

It would have been fine if Duanhua hadn't seen Jierge, but when he did, he was furious! He kicked Jierge to the ground and shouted, "Asshole, you asshole! You want to kill me? You bastard, you only know how to get into trouble all day long! The monk king is a prince of a country, how can you afford to offend him? Asshole! You asshole!"