Chapter 1003 The Emperor’s own father is dead, so that’s it
Author: proud and iron heart
"It should, it should."
Jia Liu nodded incessantly, even though he came here, he still had to howl at the top of his lungs. After all, his nominal ancestor was buried here.
I was planning to come over to give Emperor Taizu some lucky money on New Year's Eve, so as to save Emperor Taizu from having no money for the New Year. Unexpectedly, last night I received the bad news that the ancestral tombs outside Guan including Fuling were destroyed by hostile elements of the Eight Banners.
He was forced to come in advance for inspection.
The most severely damaged were the Fuling Mausoleum of Emperor Taizu and the Zhaoling Mausoleum of Emperor Taizong. The damage to the surface buildings of the two mausoleums was as much as 70%. The damage to Yongling Mausoleum, where several ancestors of Aisin Gioro are buried, was slightly better.
The damage was 40% to 50%.
According to the officers and soldiers guarding the mausoleum, the Eight Banners soldiers in the city before the restoration of Shengjing fled with their families and their families for fear of being liquidated by the imperial court. However, before fleeing, these soldiers not only burned, killed, and looted in the city, but also set fire to and looted the three tombs outside the pass.
Some areas are almost in ruins.
As a descendant of Aixinjueluo, Jia Liu was furious when he heard the bad news, and rushed over without caring about the mess in Shengjing.
Not long after His Majesty the Emperor arrived, black smoke rose over Fuling, which could be seen as far away as Shengjing City.
In order to reduce losses, Jia Liu, who personally led the imperial camp's civil and military firefighting efforts, had people remove the jimson wood, bricks and tiles that could still be used in Fuling's surface buildings and transport them to a safe place for storage, preparing for secondary use to avoid waste.
After all, due to the century-long blockade of the Qing Dynasty, all kinds of building materials were in short supply in the Pass. In the past, the building materials required for engineering projects had to be transported all the way from the Pass, which was time-consuming, laborious and expensive. Therefore, it cannot be used anymore.
Ruin things.
For example, if these thousand-year-old auspicious trees on the surface of Fuling are transported back, several communities will be built.
As for the sacrificial vessels and utensils, they were all packed and transported back to Shengjing, where they were later turned into coins or guns.
In any case, it was razed to the ground.
In the unannounced large-scale development plan outside the Guanwai, Shengjing will be renamed Shenyang, and the imperial court will open a large-scale industrial and mining park beside the Hun River outside Shenyang City, which will serve as a leading role in promoting the entire large-scale development outside the Guanwai.
Correspondingly, plans for the administrative areas outside the customs are also being drawn up. The current Qing-controlled areas outside the customs, including Monan Mongolia, may be divided into three to four provinces. It is planned to have one governor and three to four governors. In the past,
All administrative (military) establishments such as banners, wings, and battalions will also be abolished, and the administrative envoy management system will be implemented as in Guan Nei.
There will no longer be generals or governors.
The reason why it is still being drafted is that another opinion believes that the actual population outside the customs is sparse and is not enough to support a provincial administrative system. Therefore, it may only be established in the more populous Liaodong area for the time being, and the rest of the areas will be based on the military garrison management system.
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After the number of immigrants within the customs reaches a certain number, regional adjustments will be made.
Both opinions are reasonable and have their own advantages and disadvantages, but one thing is obvious, that is, Shenyang will definitely become the top priority for the development outside the customs.
While putting out the fire in Fuling, Jia Liu issued an order that the captured Shengjing general Hong Ye should be executed immediately to appease the spirits of his ancestors in heaven.
This is naturally related to the destruction of the ancestral tomb.
If Hongsheng hadn't acted against the will of heaven, why would such heinous things have happened in the land of his ancestor Longxing!
If he didn't chop off Hongsheng's head, Jia Liu would be sorry for the ancestors of the Qing Dynasty.
As for what Queenie meant, he hoped that the Sixth Emperor could perform a ritual ceremony for Emperor Taizu as a qualified filial son and grandson, instead of just getting off the horse as before, he couldn't wait to take the lead in setting fires, and what to say to Emperor Taizu.
Feel the warmth from future generations.
Although everyone knew in their hearts that the Sixth Emperor was not a descendant of Aisin Gioro at all, they always had to pretend to be so.
Otherwise, it would be too much.
Under the arrangement of the staff, Jia Liu came to the front of the underground palace of Emperor Taizu. The incense table and paper money were all ready.
"Your Majesty, I know you are busy, so I will move to your seat if you stay for a while, and howl symbolically to express your meaning."
The considerate Queenie brought His Majesty the Emperor's large thermos teapot to prevent His Majesty from crying due to thirst.
"It's just howling, no need to cry, right?"
Jia Liu was not thirsty and thought his throat was in good condition, so he didn't take the teapot from him. He just touched a cigarette and held it in his hand.
Queenie quickly shook his head: "No, no, how can I make the emperor really cry? Who is Nurhachi, and he deserves to have the emperor cry over his grave?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Zhang Jia, the old man, interjected: "No, I have to cry. I have to make the emperor cry twice, otherwise it will be too fake."
After saying that, he looked at his good brother Liu Zi and said, "If you don't cry twice, the emperor will not feel at ease, right?"
"Do you really want to cry?"
Jia Liu was a little hesitant.
Lao Ji thought for a while, then stepped forward and said: "I still hope that the emperor will visit Emperor Taizu's tomb with emotion, so it is best to cry twice so that the other party can explain everything."
"Okay, I understand."
Jia Liu nodded.
Queenie hurriedly said: "Then, Your Majesty, let's start!"
Unexpectedly, the Sixth Emperor suddenly raised his hand: "Slow down!"
Afterwards, he silently turned around and looked affectionately at Emperor Taizu's underground palace. The expression on his face also changed from the previous relaxed state to extremely solemn and motionless, which made the atmosphere on the scene become serious at once.
"If the emperor really wants to stop crying, just use this."
Queenie quietly handed the eye drops in a small porcelain bottle to the Six Emperors.
Jia Liu shook his head: "I don't need the props, just take them away."
Then he took a deep breath, and his right hand began to tremble subconsciously.
With the shaking, the cigarette he held moved to his mouth little by little.
"Bata!"
Lao Ji took out a lighter and lit it for His Majesty.
"Hey!"
After taking a deep breath, Jia Liu slowly bent forward and gave a ninety-degree bow to Emperor Taizu.
When he looked up again, his eyes were already red, and tears could not stop dripping to the ground.
Everyone was greatly moved when they saw this.
"Your Majesty, just think about it. Don't be too involved. You still have to take care of the dragon's body first."
Queenie felt that it was almost done and came up to help the emperor get down. Unexpectedly, His Majesty the Emperor suddenly broke away from him, rushed forward and knelt on the ground, slapped the seal with his hands, and howled affectionately: "Emperor Taizu,
Emperor Taizu, my grandson is late. He is late. He should have come to see your old man earlier."
The pear blossoms are crying with rain, and the howling is hoarse and lung-piercing.
All the officials present were moved when they saw it, and they all began to sob consciously.
After taking about ten breaths, His Majesty the Emperor stood up in pain, let out a long sigh, turned around and looked at the ministers: "Is it almost done?"
"about there,"
Queenie wiped her eyes and stopped choking: "The emperor's own father is dead, so that's it."
"Well, I also think it smells like this,"
Jia Liu nodded and waved his hand: "Dig, give Taizu to me!"