"My uncle the Regent of the Qing Dynasty has made it clear that Ernanming ignored the power of the Qing Dynasty's troops and brazenly provoked attacks on friendly forces in Xuzhou, and used conspiracy and tricks to kill our Xiangwang Banner Manchurian and Zhenghuang Banner Han troops.
Thousands of warriors have come here to support us. Unless we cede territory and pay annual tribute, it will not be enough to quell the anger of my Eight Banner nobles!"
Zuo Maotai talked so much that he was so happy that he was so happy.
Fan Zhongjie couldn't bear it anymore and cursed angrily: "Zuo Maotai, do you still want to show off? You must know that you were once a minister of the Ming Dynasty and a Han Chinese. Are you so proud of being a dog to the slaves of the Jian Dynasty?"
Zuo Maotai was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said angrily: "Fan Zhongjie, how dare you insult the envoy of the higher country? Listen carefully, because you, Fan Zhongjie, will bear all the consequences of today's incident alone, and I am not afraid to tell you.
, my uncle Dorgon, the regent of the Qing Dynasty, has already personally led 200,000 elite soldiers of the Eight Banners to station troops in Cangzhou..."
While the two were arguing, the professor from the government school barged in with an old face.
"Master Fu, you must not sit idly by and ignore this matter," the instruction said.
"What's the matter?" Fan Zhongjie was in a bad mood and asked with a dark face.
"All the students from the Fu School have run away and gone to Nanjing." The professor paused and said.
"What? Did the student go to Nanjing?" Fan Zhongjie said confused, "Why?"
"Because the Holy One issued the "Edict against Captives", calling on the world's scholars to fight for the Ming Dynasty." The edict paused and said, "The Holy One doesn't know what he thinks, but he actually asked the scholars and soldiers to fight for the Ming Dynasty. Isn't this a child's play?
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"Asking for imperial edict?" Fan Zhongjie was stunned for a moment, and then began to look through the official documents on the table.
Because Fan Zhongjie was poor and could not afford to hire a Shaoxing master, he did all the yamen affairs himself.
Upon seeing this, the imperial edict stepped forward and rummaged around, and soon found the edict among the backlog of official documents.
After reading the imperial edict, Fan Zhongjie burst out laughing, and he still laughed at Zuo Maotai.
"Fan Zhongjie, why are you laughing so hard?" Zuo Maotai asked in a stern voice, "You must be frightened by the power of our Qing soldiers, right?"
"Haha, Great Qing Soldier Tianwei? Take it!"
Fan Zhongjie sneered twice and threw the edict at Zuo Maotai's face.
Zuo Maotai took the edict and unfolded it. After just one glance, he froze on the spot.
Fan Zhongjie didn't know when he was approaching Zuo Maotai, and then he punched Zuo Maotai hard on the face. Zuo Maotai was knocked to the ground, and when he sat up again, he had panda eyes.
"Fan Zhongjie, are you crazy?" Zuo Maotai yelled in panic, "How dare you hit me?"
"What's wrong with me beating you? I'm beating you, a bitch! You bitch, a traitor! Today I'll beat you until your mother won't even recognize you!" Fan Zhongjie said as he sat on Zuo Maotai, using both hands together, and was full.
With old boxing.
After hearing the news, the officials from the sixth floor and the government officials outside rushed into the government office lobby, but they did not dare to persuade him.
Fan Zhongjie's violence against Zuo Maotai lasted for more than a quarter of an hour before he finally stopped because he was tired.
"Zuo Maotai, go back and tell that person to go away." Fan Zhongjie said, "The emperor of tomorrow has issued an imperial edict to punish the captives, and the scholars from all over the world have gathered to respond. Soon they will gather in Xuzhou to raise the Heavenly Army for the Northern Expedition! Then what the hell to go out of
If you know the truth, go back to where you came from as soon as possible to avoid making mistakes!"
Zuo Maotai got up and wanted to say a few words.
As a result, Fan Zhongjie raised his fist, and Zuo Maotai immediately ran away with his head in his arms.
Zuo Maotai left Huai'an Mansion in embarrassment and sent his servants to send the "Edict against Captives" that he had silently written to Beijing overnight. By the time this edict was delivered to Beijing, it was already ten days later.
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After reading the edict, Dorgon broke into cold sweat.
After pondering for a moment, Dorgon immediately sent someone to summon Ning Wanwo, Fan Wencheng and Hong Chengchou to the palace overnight.
Ning Wan and I were the first to read the imperial edict, and I was stunned immediately. Chongzhen actually issued an edict to order all the soldiers in the world to work hard for the king. This move was something he never expected. How could it be like this? It was against the rules!
Fan Wencheng was stunned after taking the imperial edict and reading it.
Chongzhen, the dog emperor, is so advanced that he actually came up with this trick? This is troublesome.
Hong Chengchou was the last one to see the edict. After reading it, his eyes went dark and he almost fainted on the spot.
Well, with this imperial edict, the southern half of the Yangtze River will no longer have any connection with the Qing Dynasty. The dream of the Qing Dynasty to unify the country will probably be ruined from now on.
"Three of you, let's talk about it."
Dorgon's tone sounded a little erratic.
This guy's political vision is undoubtedly extremely good, and he also sees the power of this paper edict.
After Ning finished, I calmed down and said in a deep voice: "This edict is undoubtedly an extremely powerful killing move. The power of this edict is not that the soldiers go into battle to kill the enemy, but that it kills the heart!"
"What Mr. Gongfu said is absolutely true." Fan Wencheng agreed, "Although the scholars of the Ming Dynasty also practiced archery, if Chongzhen expected the scholars of that generation to fight with our Qing soldiers in battle formations, it would undoubtedly be an idiot's dream. The scholars of the Ming Dynasty were just dreaming.
The greatness lies in education, public opinion, and the patriarchal influence of others on the common people."
Hong Chengchou let out a long sigh and said: "As soon as this imperial edict came out, the scholars in the south of the Yangtze River were like a man in a dream who suddenly woke up. The scholars of that generation called on the villagers to deceive the common people. The common people in the south of the Yangtze River will definitely regard me as the enemy of the Qing soldiers.
Kou, if we, the Qing Dynasty, want to get involved in the south of the Yangtze River, there will be many branches."
"Heng Jiuda doesn't have to hold anything back." Dorgon waved his hand and said.
"Just say it bluntly. I'm afraid the southern half of the Yangtze River has no hope anymore, right?"
Hong Chengchou said yes in his heart, but he still said: "Prince Regent, there is still hope. The core of Chongzhen's edict lies in the hairstyle, the clothes, and the Confucian ancestral temple. If we, the Qing Dynasty, can change our ways and completely abandon the original hair style,
style, official attire, and then vigorously promote Confucianism, then Chongzhen's edict will become a piece of waste paper and no longer worthy of consideration."
Upon hearing this, Dorgon's eyes slowly cooled down, and he looked at Hong Chengchou gloomily.
The atmosphere in the study slowly solidified. Not only Hong Chengchou, but also Ning Wan, Fan Wencheng and I also realized something was wrong.
"Hong Chengchou, so this is what you really think in your heart?" After Dorgon finished speaking, he turned to Ning Wanwo and Fan Wencheng and continued, "It is also the true thought of all you Hanchens, right?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Prince Regent!" Hong Chengchou and the other three were so frightened that they quickly knelt on the ground.
"You have always been superficially obedient, and have never truly valued us Jurchens! Right?"
Dorgon shouted almost roaringly: "In the eyes of you Han people, we Jurchens are just a group of uncivilized barbarians who refuse to be treated as kings. We are just a group of savages! A son can marry his father's concubine, and his grandfather can marry him.
Marrying your own niece has no moral integrity and no sense of shame, right?"
"Prince Regent!" Hong Chengchou and the other three kowtowed, "I have absolutely no such idea!"
Dorgon was furious, but the anger came and went quickly, and he quickly controlled his raging anger.
"I'm sorry, I just lost my temper. Don't take it personally." Dorgon helped Hong Chengchou and the others up, and said solemnly to the three of them, "But you must remember that the money rat tail and cheongsam and mandarin jacket are my Jurchen
The foundation is just like the Chinese dress Eguan and Confucianism are to the Han people. If there is no money, rat tail, cheongsam and mandarin jacket, there will be no Jurchen in this world."
Hong Chengchou, Ning Wanwo, and Fan Wencheng knelt on the ground again: "I respectfully abide by the Regent's teachings."
"No need." Dorgon waved his hand and picked up the imperial edict in front of him again.
Dorgon was still frightened when he read the imperial edict for the second time.
Chongzhen's imperial edict to punish the captives was really capable of killing people and piercing their hearts!
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By the time the imperial edict arrived in Shaanxi, it was already more than half a month later.
Li Zicheng read the edict, but he didn't have much reaction. Instead, he sneered and said: "Chongzhen's child is so poor in skills that he actually thought of recruiting scholars to go into battle to kill the enemy."
Niu Jinxing, Song Xiance and others also laughed.
Liu Zongmin said with great disdain: "Did Chongzhen be beaten stupid by our Dashun army? Does he really think that all the scholars in the Ming Dynasty are like Youjun, with all their martial arts skills?"
"That's right." Other generals also agreed.
"How many people in the world are there like Youjunshi?"
"There are not many, but there is only one Youjunshi."
Amidst the laughter of all the civil and military officials, Li Yan's silence seemed particularly annoying.
Li Zicheng actually saw it, his face darkened and he asked: "You Military Advisor, don't you think so?"
"Your Majesty, how about our Dashun Dynasty also issue an edict to punish the captives." Li Yan said after considering, "Since we have to join forces to fight against the captives, we should advance and retreat together in this matter."
What Li Yan was thinking was that with this edict from Chongzhen, it would be difficult to win over scholars from Shandong, Henan and even Huguang, but at least he still had to win over scholars from Shaanxi and Shanxi. Otherwise, if the scholars from Shaanxi and Shanxi
Zidu's heart is towards the Ming Dynasty. When the Dashun army is strong, there will be no problem. But once the Dashun army is weak, there will be disaster in an instant.
Unfortunately, Li Zicheng did not have this vision at all. He smiled and said, "Is this necessary?"
Liu Zongmin also said with disdain: "Chongzhen is stupid, we can't follow him to be stupid."
Li Yan's suggestion was not adopted, but there was an unexpected gain. Li Zicheng actually allowed him to lead the army independently, because Tang Tong had just rebelled and defeated Li Guo, the commander-in-chief of the Dashun Dynasty.
Li Zicheng went through the generals under his command one by one and found that there were really few who were stronger than Li Guo. Apart from Liu Zongmin, it was Li Yan. If Liu Zongmin didn't want to go, Li Yan had to go.
So this time Li Zicheng didn't listen to Niu Jinxing's dissuasion.
Since Niu Jinxing failed to frame Li Yan in Baoding, he has attracted Song Xiance's crazy output. Li Zicheng no longer trusts Niu Jinxing unconditionally like before.
So Li Zicheng said: "You military advisor, don't worry about the imperial edict. You can rush to Suidezhou with your troops and horses. You must get rid of Tang Tong, a slave with the third surname."
"I accept the decree!" Li Yan was surprised and happy.
In the afternoon of the same day, Li Yan, his younger brother Li Nian, and his younger brother Li Mou left Xi'an for Suidezhou with 8,000 elite soldiers.
The more than 20,000 disciple soldiers who had left Henan with Li Yan now only have 8,000 left, and the remaining 12,000 or so have died in the battle.
PS: In order to enhance the reading effect, I repeated some words in Chapter 111 about the imperial edict, which caused dissatisfaction among some readers. I went back and actually counted, and found that I repeated about 300 words. Chapter 112 has about 400 words in total.
It is 700 words, and these 700 words will be added later.
