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

Chapter 224 Your names are unknown, but your deeds will live on forever.

When Guan Yu was stationed at Maicheng, he once said sadly: "The most successful time for a person is also the most dangerous time."

Jiang Qingyun wholeheartedly agreed.

Like cooking oil over a raging fire, danger lurks everywhere.

Currently~
The biggest challenge he faced was how to further unite the hearts and minds of the patrolmen of the Nine Gates Infantry and Five Battalions, and make these Manchu, Mongol, and Han soldiers trust and obey only him from then on.

……

In the southeast corner of the inner city, to the east of the Infantry Commander's Office, was the garrison of the Left Battalion of the Garrison Command.

Jiang Qingyun, fully armored, stood on the command platform and loudly addressed the 500 patrol soldiers below.

"I have some good news to tell you all: His Majesty has greatly praised the Infantry Commander's Office."

"I also have some bad news to tell you all. The dissidents of the Ninth Banner have infiltrated very deeply. They have already infiltrated the central court and various military camps and government offices. They are preparing to launch a despicable attack on our Great Qing at any time."

"Danger! Very dangerous!"

"The land our ancestors conquered may very well be taken away by these worms. Do you think we can agree to that?"

The soldiers roared in unison, "No way!"

Jiang Qingyun drew his sword with a resounding thud.

"Yes, we absolutely refuse."

"We must not let our guard down. We must refine, refine, and refine again, and find and kill those scoundrels and dissidents."

"Kill, kill, kill."

The morale of the army is high, the morale of the army is high!

……

Five heavy silver carriages slowly drove into the military camp.

The officer shouted:

"Line up to receive the reward money. The military command has ordered that each person receive one bag, regardless of rank, and everyone will receive the same reward."

The silver carriage was below, and Jiang Qingyun was above.

He sat there casually in an official's chair, his sword planted on the ground, his hand on the hilt, looking down at the soldiers passing by with an imposing air.

A reward of 30 taels of silver!
That's equivalent to a year's salary for a flag soldier. Who wouldn't say our admiral is great?

……

Following the distribution of the reward money to all officers, Jiang Qingyun summoned all officers of the Left Battalion above the rank of Thousand-man and awarded each of them a gold coin inscribed with the words "Infantry Commander's Office, Commemorative Coin of the Ninth Year of Shunzhi".

Officers and soldiers are different.

Jiang Qingyun changed his approach:
"We've killed many people in the capital, creating countless hatreds. These hatreds won't disappear; they'll only hide. If the dissidents of the Ninth Banner seize power, what will become of us?"

Jiang Qingyun paused for a moment,
"They will retaliate against us in a much crueler way."

"Brothers, this is a life-or-death struggle!! Any unrealistic fantasies will only cost your whole family your lives. We must unify our thoughts, our stance, and our actions."

All the officers understood that, regardless of the cause, they now had no way out.

To retreat is to die.

……

"Of course, you all need not be nervous, because we are the righteous side, and the Emperor is on our side."

"After you return, lead your troops to loudly recite 'One, two, three, four, five' (one leader, two loyalty, three oaths to die, four unity, five must kill) five times a day. If you miss even one and I find out, I'm sorry, no matter if you are a lieutenant general or a deputy general, you will all be subject to military law."

"The meeting is dismissed!"

"Respectfully seeing off the general."

The same scene keeps repeating itself.

First, he went to the Fifth Battalion of the Garrison Command, then the Nine Gates Infantry, and finally the Five Major Offices. Jiang Qingyun visited every single department of the Infantry Commander's Office without missing a single one.

If you want to be strong, you can't be afraid of getting tired.

Doing everything personally is the best approach.

The Eight Banners was originally a concept created out of thin air by humans. Since it was created by humans, it can be dismantled and deconstructed.

Even the thickest wall can't withstand the slow digging of a small hoe.

……

After bestowing favors, one must then demonstrate power.

The Discipline Department took the lead in launching an internal reform movement, simultaneously replenishing its ranks with fresh blood and purging out outdated personnel. At the time of its establishment, it had 500 elite guards.

When they finished their training and entered the Infantry Commander's Office, only 460 people remained.

As of today, there are still 420 people remaining (due to injuries, deaths, retirement due to illness, suicide, missing persons, etc.).

The courtyard of the Discipline Office.

One team of elite guards had just returned from a mission, only to be met by another, even younger team of elite guards.

"All of you, listen to my command. Ciyang Zhuoma, Habuzhen, Weimiesiermai, and Wang Zhen, step forward."

The four people whose names were called stepped out of the queue.

"Unsheathe your sword."

"Hands behind head."

"Kneel down."

The voice announcing the verdict drowned out the struggles, cries for justice, and pleas for mercy from the four people present.

"Tsering Drolma released a prisoner from the Ninth Banner whom she knew during his escort. Kill her!"

"Habuzhen, during the arrest operation in Qianliang Hutong, lacked resolve, resulting in the death of a colleague. Execute!"

“For defying Siermai and insulting a woman from the Ninth Banner who was about to be executed in prison, kill her!”

"Wang Zhen has made three rebellious remarks in private criticizing the Admiral. He is to be executed!"

Comrades who fought side by side just yesterday are now cold corpses, and everyone is silent with fear.

The next morning~
The entire Imperial Guard assembled.

Unveiling the red cloth covering the black plaque, a line of large characters comes into view: Your names are unknown, but your achievements will live on forever.

Signed: Jiang Qingyun.

……

Left Battalion of the Garrison Command.

A young squad of imperial guards, armed with an arrest warrant issued by the Nine Gates Admiral, stormed into the military camp and arrested 31 people, including the guerrilla general, in full view of everyone. They then bound them and forced them to kneel.

Manchu commander Lian Shun drew his sword and roared:

"What are you going to do?"

"By imperial decree and command of the admiral, in order to maintain the purity of the Left Battalion, the 31 people on the list shall be arrested and executed immediately for their crime of sympathizing with and aiding the Ninth Banner."

After saying that, the leader of the elite guards pressed down with his right hand.

"kill!"

The guards immediately slashed the suspect's neck with their short swords, and gushes of blood gushed out. Their skillful and decisive actions were chilling.

……

Within a few days.

The young imperial guards retraced the route Jiang Qingyun had taken, killing indiscriminately wherever they went, their attitude resolute and their actions decisive.

In just two days, more than 2 people disappeared from the headquarters of the Infantry Commander.

Those within the yamen with even a modicum of sense had guessed one thing: everyone's words and actions were being monitored. Besides the visible agents, there were also invisible agents lurking nearby.

……

The next morning.

Zhou Cang came to report.

"Reporting to the commander, last night, two brick kilns in the yamen collapsed at the same time."

"is it?"

Jiang Qingyun was taken aback. Was it the work of a ghost?
"General, what should we do?"

"If it collapses, we'll rebuild it. It's no big deal. We won't be executing prisoners recently; they'll all be imprisoned in You'anmen Prison."

"As ordered."

Jiang Qingyun thought for a while, then summoned another person.

"We will spend a lot of money to invite some virtuous monks and Taoist priests to perform rituals on the spot to suppress the spirits of the dead. We will tell everyone that we will fight in the human world, fight in the underworld, fight in the heavenly court, and fight the war against the Ninth Banner to the very end, even if it lasts for a hundred years."

(End of this chapter)