Beijing, Palace of the Imperial Father and Regent.
The two brothers Duduo and Azige, as well as Tan Tai, Baiyintu, He Luohui, Aixili and other Eight Banners Manchurian Bagoshan Ezhen have all arrived.
But none of the coated servants and Hanchen were seen.
Even Ning Wanwo, Fan Wencheng and Hong Chengchou, the three hardcore traitors, were not there.
From this, we can see that the real core decision-makers of Jiannu have never included Han people.
In the power structure of Jiannu, Han ministers like Ning Wanwo, Fan Wencheng and Hong Chengchou only had the right to consult, which was actually equivalent to staff. In addition, the Eight Banners Han Army officials like Shi Tingzhu and Li Guohan only had the right to consult.
As for the execution power, Gushan'er of the Eight Banners Manchuria has to do whatever they are asked to do.
To put it bluntly, the Eight Banners and Han Army were actually servant armies.
Moreover, it is a second-class servant army, and the first-class servant army is the Eight Banners Mongolia.
In short, it is absolutely impossible for Han Chen to participate in decision-making.
"We will send out troops tomorrow morning. I have only one word to tell you. You must listen carefully."
Dorgon's sinister eyes passed over the faces of Duoduo and others, and then said: "We must treat Han officials and gentry with courtesy, especially those famous officials and gentry. We must try our best to persuade them to surrender. If you can't do it, try your best."
Instead of killing people, you can send troops to escort them to Beijing, and I will personally persuade them to surrender."
Regarding the courtesy to Han officials and gentry, not only Huang Taiji but also Dorgon had tasted the benefits.
Huang Taiji recruited Hong Chengchou, Zu Dashou, Shang Kexi and other Sanshun kings to surrender. This move directly raised the strength of the Eight Banners Army to a higher level. From then on, the Ming army was unable to defend the city.
The one Dorgon recruited to surrender was Wu Sangui, King of Pingxi.
Wu Sangui's surrender made it easy for the Manchus to take over Beijing.
As the saying goes, you can know the taste by eating the marrow, and Dorgon has become addicted to it.
Azig was somewhat disapproving: "Old Fourteen, is this necessary?"
Dorgon's face instantly became stern, and he thought to himself that Lao Twelve was really getting more and more clueless about advancing or retreating. He actually cut my face in front of the Eight Banners of Manchuria. Do you really think that I don't dare to touch you?
After this battle is over, I will have to find an excuse to reduce your title.
Thinking this in his heart, Dorgon kept a calm expression on his face: "It is necessary. The bloody battles of my Eight Banners warriors and the illustrious military exploits of everyone here are certainly the main reasons for the Qing Dynasty to be what it is today. But with Ning Wanme, Fan Wencheng still has nothing to do with me."
It is also inseparable from the great assistance of Hong Chengchou and other Han officials, especially the firearms troops of King Sanshun, which played a great role."
Only then did Azig shut up, because no one could deny Han Chen's contribution.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if Huang Taiji hadn't changed Lao Khan's strategy and switched from hating and massacring the Han people to being friendly and reusing the Han people, I'm afraid there would be no Qing Dynasty today.
Dorgon added: "Speaking of King Sanshun, I would like to remind you that when you encounter Ming army generals or pseudo-submissive generals who surrender during the march, you must be extra courteous. As long as your title does not exceed that of earl, you can take advantage of the opportunity."
However, the Marquis and the Prince must send an urgent request to the King for instructions."
The implication is that from earl to below, you can award whatever you want.
But only Dorgon is qualified to be granted the title of marquis or king.
This is amazing. I have to say that Dorgon's move is really courageous.
In this regard, Dorgon's performance really beat all the emperors of the Ming Dynasty instantly.
The emperors of the Ming Dynasty, including Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di's father and son, were only granted titles at random.
In another time and space, Dorgon's hand did indeed play an immeasurable role. The reason why senior generals of the Southern Ming Dynasty such as Li Chengdong, Jin Shenghuan, Liu Liangzuo and Liu Zeqing rebelled against the Ming and surrendered to the Qing Dynasty was related to Dorgon's hand.
Because these senior generals found that surrendering to the Qing Dynasty not only saved their lives, but also promoted them to the next level!
…
In Xuzhou.
Jin Xuan said: "Your Majesty, I have received reliable news not long ago that the puppet emperor Shunzhi has led hundreds of thousands of Eight Banner nobles and subjects and slaves to move to the capital!"
"And they held a grand ceremony to worship heaven and earth."
"If nothing else happens, the Jiannu slaves will raise a large number of troops this month."
After a pause at this point, Jin Xuan continued: "At this juncture, should the accountability of the Jin gentry in Guide Prefecture, Kaifeng Prefecture and even other prefectures be suspended? In order to avoid secretly colluding with the slaves."
"No need." Chongzhen thought for a while and said, "It's going to rain and my mother wants to get married. Let them go."
In fact, it is useless to postpone the prosecution of the Henan Jin gentry at this time, because the Jin gentry in Guide Prefecture has already been held accountable, and the news has spread. At this time, it has no effect to please the Henan Jin gentry.
To put it bluntly, from the moment Chongzhen wanted to seize their land, the two sides had a life-and-death feud.
From the moment Chongzhen made up his mind to hold the Henan Jin gentry and even the entire northern Jin gentry accountable, there was no room for maneuver between the Ming Dynasty and the northern Jin gentry.
This was also the main reason why Du Yinxi strongly opposed it in the first place.
Because the relationship is so huge, the consequences are difficult to predict.
It's a pity that there is no turning back when the arrow is fired. Since the arrow has been shot, there is no need to worry about gains and losses. No matter what the consequences are, now we can only bear them silently.
…
"Boom!"
Hou Fangyu placed the wine cup heavily on the table and said with a dark face: "Brother Pijiang, this court is really dark. An official family like my Hou family can't keep its land. You can imagine that I was promoted to a commoner. I was a hundred people back then."
I couldn't understand it, but now I understand why when the intruders invaded, the people of Henan would gather in Jingcong."
The movement here immediately attracted the attention of other drinkers, and Maoxiang frowned slightly.
To be honest, Maoxiang felt a little regretful. He knew he shouldn't have entertained Hou Fangyu.
When I was in Nanjing before, I didn't find Hou Fangyu to be a cynical person.
Don’t you have any idea why the imperial court wants to deprive the Hou family of their land?
If the Hou family hadn't secretly colluded with thieves before, how could the imperial court deprive your Hou family of their land?
Besides, if the imperial court does not seize the land from you and other criminals and then sell it, where will the money come from to pay the border troops? And where will the money come from to provide military rations to the local braves?
If there are gains, there must be losses, and this is the price that must be paid.
At that moment, Maoxiang persuaded him: "Brother Chaozong, you are drunk. Let's go back to the guild hall."
"I'm not drunk." Hou Fangyu suddenly waved his hand and said, "Where are you now? Keep drinking."
After saying that, Hou Fangyu picked up the wine jug and filled it up for Maoxiang. When it was his turn, he found that the wine jug was empty.
Then he turned around and shouted: "Waiter, let me have another bottle of wine. I want Zhuangyuanhong that is ten years old. Five years old is not enough."
Maoxiang's brows became more and more frowned. It was not that he felt sorry for these few taels of silver. Mao's family was also a first-class official and gentry family in Rugao, with a net worth of several hundred thousand taels.
What made Maoxiang unhappy was that Hou Fangyu had become a different person.
Whether it's words, conversation, or views on things, everything has changed.
In fact, even Maoxiang himself did not realize that he was the one who changed, not Hou Fangyu.
In fact, Hou Fangyu is still the same Hou Fangyu as before, but Maoxiang is no longer the same Maoxiang as before. The two-month painful march has completely transformed Maoxiang mentally.
Now Hou Fangyu and Maoxiang's three views have completely diverged.
Hou Fangyu still pursues the style of young masters with fast horses and light fur coats.
What Maoxiang is pursuing is to devote himself to this magnificent era.
What Hou Fangyu pursues is still the idea of being named on the gold list and then named his wife Yinzi.
What Maoxiang pursues is to do what he can for the common people in the world, even just a little.
What Hou Fangyu still pursues is fine clothing, good food, good sex, and love between men and women. Even though he is now down and out, he still has to satisfy his appetite through Maoxiang, his former friend, and he still pursues Li Xiangjun.
Maoxiang has completely lost his enthusiasm for these things, and his favorite Zhuangyuan Hong has lost its appeal.
And the beautiful wives and concubines in Rugao's hometown, including Dong Xiaowan, who was once famous in Qinhuai, gradually became less nostalgic or infatuated. I remember when I first left Nanjing, Maoxiang was really
I think about it day and night, wishing I could spread my wings and fly back to my beloved wife and concubine.
But half a month later, Maoxiang never wanted to return to Rugao.
Even deep down in my heart, I felt a faint sense of shame.
The Holy Sage is a nine-five-year-old saint, and he still lives an ascetic life.
And how could they, these ministers, be inseparable from their wives and concubines? This is simply unreasonable!
What Maoxiang was thinking about now was what Chongzhen often said: a noble person, a pure person, a moral person, a person who has escaped from vulgar taste, a scholar who is beneficial to the common people of the world.
Maoxiang wanted to be such a scholar, and he had already regarded Chongzhen's words as his life creed.
And as far as Maoxiang knows, he is not the only scholar who regards this sentence as his life creed.
Maoxiang was originally full of expectations for this meeting with Hou Fangyu, but now he lost interest.
Hou Fangyu still didn't know it, and kept mumbling: "Brother Pijiang, the provincial examination will be held next month. Do you want to go back to Nanjing to take part in this provincial examination? Anyway, I don't plan to take part again."
Provincial examination? Imperial examination? A look of disdain appeared at the corner of Maoxiang's mouth.
Lay people take part in the imperial examination. For scholars who are truly ambitious and pursuing, what does fame and wealth mean? The most important thing is to do more things that are beneficial to this great era and to the common people of the world.
Even if you don't get Jinshi and don't have an official status, you can still do useful things.
Such as preparing and training rural warriors for the imperial court, such as guarding the Huanghuai defense line for the imperial court.
At that moment, Maoxiang pushed the cup and stood up and said, "Brother Chaozong, let's get here first today."
"Okay, ah?" Hou Fangyu nodded at first, but the next moment he looked up in surprise.
"This is a gift for you, don't be too little." Maoxiang took out ten taels of silver and put it on the table.
After putting down the money, Maoxiang turned around and walked out of the restaurant without waiting for Hou Fangyu to say a word.
Watching Maoxiang go out of the building, Hou Fangyu's expression gradually became embarrassed. Who was he looking down on?
Hou Fangyu picked up the ten taels of silver on the table and made a gesture to throw it into the river outside the window. An idle man who happened to be passing by the window suddenly became energetic and made a gesture to jump into the river.