Chapter 269: Restoring Shenjing, a sensation in the world
When the siege started, Dong E hid under the bed and shivered. The rumbling cannons shook the ground and ashes fell, scaring him out of his mind... When the two chief officers Ke Kui and Ming Xiang fought one after another,
After the death, the bannermen were at the end of their rope. Someone thought of Dong E again and asked him to come out to preside over it.
"It's surrendered, it's surrendered." After hearing the report, Dong E, who was pulled out from under the bed, was about to cry. He couldn't beat him again and again. The Ming army relaxed. No matter whether he regretted it or not, he could always live longer.
Day, right?
Despair and fear overwhelmed the bannermen's resistance. Rows and rows of bannermen put down their weapons, knelt on the ground, and raised their hands in surrender. The family members of the bannermen also knelt down one by one, crying, waiting for their fate.
"It's down!" Zhu Yongxing let out a sigh of relief when he received the report. He felt relieved that he did not see the palace collapsed in the fire.
However, the Syrian stallion Weixing misunderstood and mistook the relief for regret and dissatisfaction. He blinked his eyes, stepped forward and cupped his hands and said: "Your Highness, the bannermen are unruly and rebellious, so the general will send people to strictly guard them."
, so that it will not cause trouble."
Zhu Yongxing looked at Ma Weixing, smiled slightly, and said: "I value my faith. If I promise not to kill those who surrender, I will not break my promise to the world. We will keep the men and women of the surrendered banner men separately. Since we have surrendered, we are still afraid that they will cause trouble."
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"Yes, His Highness's integrity is well known to the world." Ma Weixing hurriedly complimented him, fearing that Zhu Yongxing could see through his mind.
"The men of the bannermen can be sent to the mines or other coolies." Zhu Yongxing seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be explaining to Ma Weixing, "As for these women and children - let's discuss it later!"
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Nanjing was recovered, the southeast was shaken, and the whole world was shaken.
"The situation was extremely rampant, with continuous long marches, and the troops were trapped in Jiangning. All states and counties in the north and south of the Yangtze River fell one after another..." When Nanjing's emergency memorial arrived in Beijing, the reinforcements mobilized by the Qing court were still on the way, and the news that Nanjing had been captured by the Ming army followed one after another.
Only six or seven days.
And this is not the only bad news. The Qing court had been overwhelmed by the news of the fall of Jingzhou, the fall of Nanchang, and the fall of Wuchang before. Now it was even more panic-stricken. There was a quarrel.
The radical and arrogant idea was to mobilize the power to rejuvenate the country and go south to fight the Ming army for a decisive battle. The Northern Green Camp, the Mongolian tribes, and the Eight Banners of Liaodong all came together, and victory or defeat depended on this.
Those who are calmer and more objective advocate shrinking the front line. The south of the Yangtze River can no longer be fought, so we should not waste our troops in vain. They can't decide whether to deploy defenses along the river or focus on defense.
Those who are mature and prudent advocate peace negotiation. The Ming army is in full swing. Gansu, Shaanxi, and Henan are threatened by the Ming armies of Jingxiang and Chongqing. There are no strong naval guards on the northern coast. The entire combat situation is unfavorable to the Qing army. Use peace negotiation as a buffer.
It is the best policy to re-adjust the deployment, accumulate strength, and then choose the opportunity to counterattack. However, the Qing court is no longer the leader in peace negotiations. What conditions should be proposed and what should be the bottom line are still disagreements and debates.
"I would rather die in battle than be the leader of peace!" In the golden palace, Kang Xiaosan spoke plausibly and pushed the battle reports from various places on the imperial desk to the ground with a crash, "You are the auxiliary ministers. You can think of your own way. Ancestors
The country gained through bravery must not be given up cowardly. Mobilize troops to fight again, Mongolia, Liaodong, Xuanda, and several northern provinces, as well as the Eight Banners, can also go south. Even if the south of the river is lost, the Qing Dynasty
The territory is far beyond the realm of hypocrisy, so why should we use humble words to negotiate for peace? War means war."
"Your Majesty, my ministers and others are also mobilizing troops everywhere, but it is too late to help. If the Ming army takes advantage of the victory and crosses north, the situation will be even more critical." Obai was not happy with this little kid's empty talk, and his words became less respectful.
, "If negotiating peace is cowardly, then Taizu and Emperor Taizong also did it. Could it be——"
Kang Xiaosan was a child after all, and those words were probably taught by others. After being slapped in the face by Obei, he didn't reply and blinked in embarrassment.
"Informing your Majesty, I have already discussed a countermeasure." Suk Saha hurriedly interjected: "The river is blocking the way, and the thieves' navy is strong, so it is not advisable to cross south. At the moment, we should be prepared for the thieves to go north along the canal to attack the city and plunder the territory.
To incite people's hearts. Therefore, I think we should use defense as offense, first to consolidate ourselves, and then to attack the enemy..."
Oboi was impatient, so he interrupted Suk Saha and said: "The proposal of the ministers has been written in the memorial, please see it before the emperor. Military and political affairs are busy, so I will retire first."
Kang Xiaosan looked at Ao Bai who turned around and left, and then Yi Bilong who spoke humbly but attached himself to Ao Bai, feeling a little at a loss.
"Your Majesty—" Suk Saha sighed secretly in his heart and said: "Now the fall of Jiangnan is a foregone conclusion, and water transportation is also cut off. If we want to use a large number of troops, we will not have enough money and food, and the people in the north are mentally disturbed. The situation is unfavorable!"
"People are confused, what does this mean?" Kang Xiaosan asked with some confusion.
Suk Saha hesitated for a moment and then said: "I heard that Nanjing had fallen and the capital was greatly shaken. Guests from the southeast were all frightened and wanted to return, and some even cried. Why, the Han people are thinking wisely!"
Kang Xiaosan nodded as if he understood, and said: "I heard that the fake clan has unpredictable powers. What kind of saint descended from heaven? What kind of person is he?"
"Back to the emperor, the rumors in the market are exaggerated and should not be taken lightly." Suk Saha thought for a while and decided to tell the truth, "However, the puppet clan is indeed an extraordinary person, and only the puppet emperor Yongli can be defeated a hundred times."
"So, the pseudo-emperor Yongli fled to Burma, which is the pseudo-ming's blessing!" Kang Xiaosan laughed.
"This -" Suk Saha smiled bitterly and said: "Back to the emperor, if the false emperor Yongli is here, then the false clan will have no place to show off."
Kang Xiaosan nodded and said: "Only when you know yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle. The letters and information about the pseudo-clan clan were sent to me. I want to study this person carefully."
"Hey!" Suk Saha kowtowed and resigned. After leaving the Golden Palace, he couldn't help but sigh. Although this emperor is young, he has already seen something extraordinary. It's just that this situation may give the emperor time to display it?
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"Congratulations on the recovery of the sacred capital, congratulations to Your Highness!"
"Congratulations to the Ming Dynasty and congratulations to His Highness!"
"Congratulations to Your Highness, congratulations to Zhongxing!"
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Zhang Huangyan doesn't like drinking at all, but when this exciting good news arrived, he still went to the restaurant with his colleagues to exchange glasses of wine and celebrate the big event.
The news spread as if it had wings, and restaurants of all sizes in Guangzhou were immediately overcrowded. At the same time as the liberation of Nanjing, His Highness Min also arrived with an order to celebrate the restoration of Nanjing. On a household basis, each household would be rewarded with one or two silver dollars.
One tael of silver dollars, let's convert it: one tael of silver can be exchanged for a copper coin at that time, which is usually one thousand yuan. One penny is calculated as one rmb, and one tael of silver is one thousand yuan; if it is calculated as fifty cents, it is also five hundred yuan; and then calculate
Low. Two to three hundred yuan is enough for a family to have a sumptuous banquet.
Even before the money was handed to their hands, the ordinary people in the market were already smiling and in high spirits. Even the rich guy who had spent money in advance and didn't have a lot of money ran to the restaurant counter to get a bowl of wine. After drinking it, he squirted.
The drunk man held his hand to the north and shouted: "Thank you, Your Highness, for enjoying the wine."
The shops in Guangzhou are also decorated with red and green decorations to celebrate the occasion, and carry out promotions. This attracts a large number of buyers, which further highlights the joy and prosperity of the city.
When Zhang Huangyan was called out by King Lu's servants, he was already slightly drunk. He didn't even take a car, so he walked along the street, feeling the festive atmosphere and listening to people's laughter.
They deserve to be happy. They are worthy of joy. Zhang Huangyan knows that the recovery of Nanjing means that the south of the Yangtze River has been basically recovered, and Guangzhou has become a complete rear area. There is no need to worry about war or fear.
"With His Highness Qiantai here, the Tartars want to fight across the river again, so just dream!"
"His Royal Highness is blessed by God for being a thousand years old. Sitting in Shenjing, there will be no more wars south of the river."
"Master, drink less. The silver coins rewarded by His Highness have not been distributed yet!"
"Please bear with me, sir. We have run out of sweet potato wine. Can we do fruit wine?"
"Thank you for the wine money, Your Highness, hahahaha."
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Along the way, Zhang Huangyan always had a smile on his face. The simple and heartfelt joy of the people also infected him. Even the simplest roadside wine stall was full of people, shouting and laughing.
This was not only the case in Guangzhou, Zhang Huangyan seemed to have seen joyful scenes in other Guangfu areas. He stepped into the temporary Prince Lu's mansion and reached the hall, only to find that Prince Zhu Yihai of Lu was waiting for him at the table. On the table were several exquisite side dishes and a pot.
liquor.
"Your Majesty, your body is not suitable for drinking." Zhang Huangyan hurriedly stepped forward to persuade.
"Fruit wine is not harmful to you." Zhu Yihai pointed to the seat with a smile and said, "Come, let me have a few drinks with you."
Zhang Huangyan had no choice but to sit down, pour red fruit wine for Zhu Yihai, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is happy, but you have to have the right amount."
"I'm happy, I'm happy." Zhu Yihai held the cup with a smile, drank it all in one gulp, and breathed out a sigh of relief, "Restore Shenjing! Seeing that the restoration of the Ming Dynasty has been half successful, how can I not be happy in my heart?"
As he said that, he put the wine glass on the table and suddenly looked like he was weeping sadly, "I am going to Xiaoling to worship and tell my ancestors that the Ming Dynasty is not dead, and God has blessed the Ming Dynasty to revive again! I am going to Xiaoling.
, this unworthy descendant..."
Seeing Lu Wang Zhu Yihai shed tears, Zhang Huangyan was a little at a loss. In fact, his heart was filled with sadness and excitement.
"Your Majesty, please don't be sad because it's not good for your health." Zhang Huangyan advised him politely: "His Royal Highness Min has sent a letter, instructing officials in various ministries in Guangzhou to prepare for the northward journey. Once Jiangnan is settled, he will leave for Shenjing."
"Gu, I can't wait any longer." Zhu Yihai wiped his tears and choked, "I will take a boat to leave recently."
"The sea is rough and rough, so it is better for your Majesty to take the land route slowly." Zhang Huangyan said: "His Royal Highness Min has set an auspicious day to pay homage to Xiaoling. There is still one month left. Your Majesty can just rush to watch the ceremony in time. It will be useless to go early."
"No." Zhu Yihai, King of Lu, shook his head and said: "The Min Fan worshiped the Xiaoling Mausoleum and invited people to watch the ceremony. Is this the same as the lonely king worshiping alone? After the lonely king finished worshiping, he went to live elsewhere. He would not dare to
It ruined Min Fan's affairs."
Zhu Yongxing's intention to pay homage to the Xiaoling Mausoleum and invite people to watch the ceremony with great fanfare is obvious. But he has great achievements and is a member of the royal family, so who dares to make irresponsible remarks?
Zhang Huangyan naturally knew that King Zhu Yihai of Lu had already decided to give in. He did not show up when Zhu Yongxing paid homage to the Xiaoling Mausoleum, and he did not want to steal Zhu Yongxing's limelight. After pondering for a while, he asked: "Then where does the king want to live?"
"The coastal areas of Jiangsu and Zhejiang are relatively familiar." Zhu Yihai sighed, "How about Zhoushan? I heard you say that it seems to be well built?"
The coastal areas of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, as well as Zhoushan, are places where King Lu once fought and wandered. Choosing those places seems to have the meaning of commemoration. Moreover, these places are not eye-catching, which is also a way to avoid suspicion.
Zhang Huangyan sighed softly and said, "Your Majesty can also go to Suzhou, Hangzhou and other places. Your Highness Min is not a stingy person."
"Well, that's very generous." Lu Wang Zhu Yihai suddenly smiled, turned his palm, and a silver dollar suddenly appeared. He threw it in the air and joked: "It seems that Min Fan personally conquered Jiangnan and captured a lot of money!"
Zhang Huangyan also laughed and joked: "Your Majesty also has it, but was it distributed in advance? Haha, Jiangnan is rich and the Tatar officials are corrupt. His Highness Min may have captured millions of gold and silver in this battle."
"When you go to the battlefield in person, you must first make great achievements; then you must show your kindness to the people, and you must worship the Xiaoling Mausoleum with great fanfare." Zhu Yihai, the king of Lu, said meaningfully: "The one with the highest achievements will be the king. The final conclusion will not be broken. If the Ming Dynasty had a British master,
, it is the spirit of the ancestors, the blessing of the country, the blessing of all the people, and it is also the disaster of the Tartars."
Zhang Huangyan pondered for a long time, and then said truthfully: "What the king said makes sense. With the current situation, it will be difficult for the Tartars to get involved south of the river! And with His Majesty Min's wisdom and martial arts, he will launch the Northern Expedition and recreate the glory of Emperor Gao.
.It’s not far away either!”
"The Emperor Gao expelled the barbarians and restored China; the Min vassal expelled the barbarians and restored China. Isn't this God's will?" Zhu Yihai was somewhat excited, drank again, and said with emotion: "If you are self-aware, even if you are close to the vassal, you will retreat and give way to others.
That holy lord who patrols the barbarians, hey, is it possible to compete with Min Fan?"
Zhang Huangyan smiled bitterly and said: "It's difficult! Unless Min Fan gives in. However, Min Fan is young and vigorous, and is determined to make progress. The image of a British master has been revealed. With the soldiers returning to their hearts, the ministers convinced, and the people grateful, it is difficult to retreat."
"Yes, it's difficult to retreat." Zhu Yihai knew the reason. The civil servants and generals who supported Zhu Yongxing would inevitably push him to the top. A founding hero is inevitable, so how could he be allowed to retreat.
"Cang Shui." Zhu Yihai looked at Zhang Huangyan and said earnestly: "I think that Min Fan is very fond of you. I am determined to be an idle prince, but you want to use your talents and become a famous minister!"
"Your Majesty——" Zhang Huangyan was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"Come, drink!" Zhu Yihai did not wait for Zhang Huangyan to speak, raised his glass and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the Ming Dynasty, and congratulations to the Min Fan!"
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"Congratulations to your highness, congratulations to my husband!" Long Er laughed and raised his glass, his face already blushing, making him look even more charming.
"Congratulations to my husband!" Mengzhu took a small sip and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to have such strength, but my sister treats you harshly on weekdays?"
"No, I'm so happy today!" Long'er is already a mother, but she still rubs her head on Mengzhu's shoulder like a girl. At the age of eighteen or nineteen, acting coquettishly is not considered artificial.
"Then don't drink too much. Let the servants see it. It's shameful." Mengzhu reached out and patted her gently and said, "I'll start packing tomorrow and I'll leave for Nanjing soon."
"Nanjing is good." Long Er opened his mouth slightly, exhaled a fruity smell of wine, and chuckled: "Didn't His Highness's letter say that the mansion is a hundred times better than this one, and it is a big garden? Well, it's really
I want to see it as soon as possible. Sister, let’s go by boat!”
Mengzhu hesitated for a moment and then said hesitantly: "But His Highness said that it is not safe at sea and wants us to take the land route!"
"The land route is slow!" Long Er pouted and rubbed harder and harder, causing his hair to get messy.
"Slow down, just slow down!" Mengzhu said helplessly: "There are still children. How can they bear the rough wind and waves?"
When the child was mentioned, Long'er fell silent. How could a mother not feel sorry for her child? She did the same.
Giggle, gurgling, with a burst of clear children's laughter, Rou'er ran in boundingly, arrived at the table, picked up a meatball, took a bite, frowned, and threw the other half to the puppy behind her.
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"Are your hands dirty?" Mengzhu really couldn't do anything about this daughter. She danced so happily that she didn't look like a girl at all. "I'll start reciting Tang poems tomorrow. When I see my father, I'll make him happy."
"Okay, I'll carry it tomorrow." Rou'er always agreed readily. As for tomorrow, let's wait until her mother catches her in the house!
"Mother, did your father say in your letter that there is a zoo in Nanjing, with many little animals in cages?" Rou'er slipped to Long'er's side, just blocking her mother's sight. As she spoke, she secretly carried
He took Er Niang's wine glass, took a small sip, his eyes lit up, and drank it in one gulp.
"Well, that's what your father wrote." Mengzhu said with a smile: "When the time comes, if you escape like this again, I will put you in a cage."
"Okay, okay!" Rou'er said perfunctorily, reaching for the wine bottle, but Long'er patted her gently and opened her little hand, earning a smile and a roll of her eyes.
"If you're thirsty, drink some juice, or honey water." Long'er saw Rou'er sticking out her tongue playfully at her, but he didn't say anything, and smiled and pinched her cheek.
"Let's go, let's go play." Rou'er pricked her head, grabbed the honey stack in her hand and ran out again.
Alas, Mengzhu sighed, shook his head and said: "What will happen to this child when he grows up when he has no sense of stability? Sister, do you think I am not stable or gentle? Why did I give birth to such a lively and energetic child?
A girl who takes off her clothes?"
Steady and gentle? Well, you are now. But when you were a child, living in a barbarian village, you might have been more free from nonsense than this little guy?
"She will be sensible when she grows up." Long Er thought in his heart, but he persuaded nonchalantly: "Your Highness likes her cheerfulness! As a child, if she loves to run and move, it means there is nothing wrong with her.
good."
"Your Highness -" Mengzhu was slightly absent-minded and murmured: "Is it possible to stabilize Nanjing this time? I have to go to the battlefield in person and kill outside, which makes people worry."
"Yes, it makes people worry, and also miss me." Long Er felt the same way. He leaned on Mengzhu's shoulder, closed his eyes slightly, and murmured in a sleepy voice: "Recovering Shenjing, Your Highness has already
He has accomplished unparalleled feats. Looking at the world, who can compete with him? Well, even the emperor of Burma, if he is wise, he will abdicate as soon as possible and give up his throne to others."
"Be careful what you say, be careful what you say." Mengzhu shrugged her shoulders, nudged Long'er, and said angrily: "This is an important national matter. You can't talk nonsense. Don't cause trouble to His Highness."
"What are you afraid of? Who in this house dares to chew his tongue and drag him out to be beaten to death and fed to the dogs." Long Er stood up unsteadily and said, "Well, it's been a long time. I'm going to see if Jia'er has woken up."
The candlelight flickered, and only Mengzhu was left in the hall. She was twirling the wine glass, she was smiling, she was frowning, as if sitting opposite her was her man, the great hero who was destined to shake the world.