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Chapter 671 Qiqige and Dayuer

If you force yourself, everyone will be happy; if you don’t force yourself, you will be furious!

Feng Quan was aggressive and determined that these Manchu guards who were still loyal to the two palaces were paper tigers. He also used their 100 courage to draw swords at him, and even more so, he did not dare to use force to the Iron Blood Youth Group formed by Wang Qin's order of Dashun Lu Chuang!

So, what's there to be afraid of!

The remnants of Manchuria are punished by everyone!

Today in Luanzhou, the sky is in Dashun, the earth is in Dashun, and people are even more in Dashun!

The two empress dowagers are all in the past, and now they are the two widows of the Manchurian sinner!

The King of Chuang treated him with courtesy and invited him sincerely, but the two women did not know the current affairs, were stubborn and lively, and were remnants of Manchuria.

Those who are ministers must solve their worries and problems for the king.

Shi Xueshi Feng was excited and vowed to use his righteous fists to let the two Manchu remnants know the truth that people should not fight against heaven.

Furthermore, with his thirty years of experience in the ups and downs of the officialdom, he has polished the human nature of Donglin, eunuchs, traitors, and loyal ministers, and he dared to assert that today's Luanzhou must be the time when Mr. Feng is at the limelight, and will surely put a perfect end to the Manchu clan.

As for the question of shamelessness?

Mr. Feng never thought about it.

When he was presiding over the revision of the "Three Dynasties Essentials" he didn't know what his shame was.

What is wrong with being a minister to please the king?

If you are the subordinate, you will be the superior, so how can you say shamelessly?

"There are Tu Wenfu in the inner minister and Feng Zhenlu in the outer minister, and the current affairs can be seen."

This comment by Li Yongzhen, the eunuch of the Si Li Bingbi in the Qichao Dynasty, was the greatest affirmation of Feng Xueshi's talent.

Today, since he changed his mind and worshipped Dashun, Shi Shi Feng strictly demanded himself, willing to sacrifice himself, and he also wanted to send the two remnants to the capital.

This is also the greatest responsibility he fulfills to the king as a minister.

The bachelor also always believed that being a minister was to be loyal to different dynasties and different kings, but he could not be bothered toward a king, but could only be one mindful.

Now, his heart of scholar Feng is completely towards the King of Dashun Lu Chuang.

For the sake of King Lu Chuang, even if he bears the infamy of countless people, he will do whatever he wants!

As Mr. Feng expected, these guards who were loyal to the two palaces really didn't dare to take action, because they were just a few people, and there were tens of thousands of Nikka outside the city!

They were even more isolated and helpless. Their tribesmen either wore red sleeves to join the ranks of palace-forced palaces or hid far away and watched. With these dozens of people, could they really protect the two empress dowagers?

Seeing that the situation was not good, Martin Ning quickly sent someone to notify the two empress dowagers.

"Children, don't make trouble here. Do you know who lives there? It's our Manchu Queen Mother, the Emperor!... It's all gone, and it's all gone. Go and find your Ama, your Mafa, and your wife... You are Manchu, you can't make accompaniment for the Han people!"

Looking at the Manchu children who were wearing white strips on their foreheads and red arms, blushing and shouting that the Qing Dynasty had died and the empress dowager was quickly descending, Martin Ning was heartbroken.

These should be the hopes of the Manchu clan's future, but now they have become the most forgotten ancestors. It really makes the living sad and makes the dead ancestors unable to rest.

"Pearl!"

Feng Quan could not just make trouble in front of the prefect's office. He had to go further and quickly get the two women out.

"exist!"

12-year-old Mingzhu replied loudly.

"I order you to lead everyone in. Whoever dares to stop you will smash your head!"

Feng Quan solemnly handed the banner in his hand to Mingzhu, and patted the boy on the shoulder with a firm and powerful force, "Don't forget your oath!"

However, Mingzhu, who took the banner, hesitated. The boy's appearance made Shi Xueshen's face darken and he shouted sternly: "Tell me, who are you!"

Mingzhu instinctively replied loudly: "I am Yehenara Mingzhu!"

But before he finished speaking, the boy's right face was slapped heavily.

The sound of "Bang!" was extremely crisp.

Feng Quan looked at the boy who was beaten for some reason with a grudge and said angrily: "You are the flag bearer of the Dashun Iron Blood Youth League!"

Mingzhu understood, and he proved to Mr. Feng with his actions that he really understood.

"Iron-blooded boy, serve the country with loyalty!"

The 12-year-old boy pointed the flag at the yamen and bravely advanced against the shocked eyes of the guards.

"Iron-blooded boy, serve the country with loyalty!"

Hundreds of teenagers held hands and followed the banner in rows.

The guards retreated, they dared not draw their swords. They tried to stop them, but the wave of the boy forced them to retreat.

The gate was broken!

"Mingzhu, take people to guard the gate and don't let others come in!"

Feng Quan was overjoyed and quickly let Mingzhu guard the gate. He wanted to lead the young men to capture the two Manchu sinners, and at the same time he wanted to arrest the young emperor Fulin, the past. As for the other concubines who left the capital with the imperial carriage, although they were also noble, Feng Quan was not interested in them.

Zu Zepu, Zhang Dingliao, Zheng Changchun, Dakning and others rushed over, and their arrival completely overwhelmed the guards.

There are shadows everywhere, ghosts crying and howling.

The eunuchs shouted and ran around the palace as if they were suddenly blown up in the magistrate's office.

Some guards begged the tribesmen not to commit crimes, some were sitting on the ground in a daze, shouting, Taizu, Taizong, you open your eyes, and some were hesitant and gritted their teeth to lead the way for the children.

.........

The 47-year-old concubine Jin Zhezhe said his final explanation to his niece. Today is the last time given by the thief outside the city. After Prince Zheng Jirgalang was unable to persuade him again, Zhezhe prepared to learn from Empress Zhang of the former Ming Dynasty, and Empress Zhou hanged himself to keep his innocence in the world.

Women named Zhu know loyalty. Doesn’t they know shame if they love the women of the Xinjueluo family?

Let her, Zhezhe serve a thief who can be his son in exchange for the so-called future of the Manchus and retain the so-called bones and blood. I really don’t know what Jirhalang and the others think!

Doing that is not a shame for her Zhezhe alone, but a shame for the entire Manchuria.

Once this shame takes root, it will never be erased.

This shame will make the Manchus unable to straighten their backs even if they survive.

"We cannot let Emperor Taizongwen be shamed!"

Zhezhe stood up with difficulty, and his 33-year-old niece Bumubutai was trembling violently.

“Su Ma,”

Zhezhe looked at Su Malagu holding two white silks, with a firm, calm and fearless face.

She is not afraid of death.

"The Queen Mother,"

Su Ma took heavy steps and slowly handed a white silk to the master, the Queen Mother of the Holy Mother.

"Mom, don't, mom, don't..."

Xiao Fulin was struggling there, but Wu Liangfu hugged him tightly and did not dare to let go.

The few palace ladies around were all unbearable. They were all old people who had followed the Queen Mother of the Holy Mother for many years, but now they wanted to witness the last moment of their master. You can imagine how sad they felt in their hearts.

Yang Zhi, the most beloved eunuch of the Queen Mother's hair combing eunuch, held tightly the comb that he combed the queen mother's hair, his eyes filled with tears.

Zhezhe wanted to watch his niece leave first. She was worried that the Queen Mother, who was a teenager younger than her, would be afraid of death and would be nostalgic for the taste of the world, which would make her husband, Emperor Taizongwen, unable to feel at ease in the nineteenth fountains.

This niece is beautiful, and she is beautiful too.
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