Zhu Yongxing became increasingly tired of this national war and hoped it would end sooner. The drag of the war prevented him from further promoting reforms, delayed his reconstruction plan, and prevented his desire to improve people's livelihood.
Put it into practice.
On this point, Zhu Yongxing is different from his generals. Because soldiers regard obedience as their bounden duty, war as their profession, merit as their pursuit, and success as their passion. The nature of soldiers is to be warlike, and only on the battlefield can they become
Only heroes can get medals. Peace is the tragedy of soldiers, just like a football team without a stadium. War, for soldiers, is a competitive arena where talents can be displayed.
Of course, this does not mean that the generals do not want to win as soon as possible, but they are not as eager as Zhu Yongxing. Because they each command the army and are on the front line, they know better that although the situation is unfavorable, the Manchus still occupy half of the country.
He still rules millions of people and will not fall to the ground just because of a few defeats.
Unconsciously, Zhu Yongxing was still impatient. He even had the illusion that tonight would be the end of the long war, and the final victory would rise with the rising sun tomorrow.
Emotions affected mood and also brought changes in behavior. Not only the ministers felt the emperor's anxiety, but also Mengzhu, Long'er, and Duan Wan'er.
"The prohibition on alcohol has been banned for a long time. There are still people brewing privately in Jiangnan. They should be killed!"
"Those selfish gentry who spend a lot of time in their own lives but refuse to contribute money and effort to the national war should be killed!"
"Business taxes are too heavy? Fart! Businesses who owe taxes will have their homes raided, their people exiled, and no loans allowed."
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Zhu Yongxing screamed and killed, and was so angry that smoke was burning above his head. When he looked up, he saw that Duan Wan'er had not written down his opinions.
This is not a memorial. It is a summary of the memorials made by the Prime Minister's Office. Zhu Yongxing felt that he could pick out the key points and handle the rest, and the other ministries would exercise their authority.
"Your Majesty, I have gathered the ingredients and brewed three courses of tea for you, shall I?" Duan Wan'er did not defend herself, but changed the subject, attracting Zhu Yongxing's attention.
Zhu Yongxing let out a rough breath. Although he was a little irritable, he was still not used to expressing his anger at others, especially his own women. Mengzhu and Long'er were named noble concubines, from the first rank, but Duan Wan'er had not cleared their names yet, so he also
Feeling a little guilty. Looking at Duan Wan'er's expectant eyes, he nodded slightly.
The Bai family's three-course tea belongs to the category of tea culture. With its unique tea ceremony of "the first is bitter, the second is sweet, and the third is aftertaste", it has become a kind of etiquette for the Bai family to entertain guests and make friends.
The journey of life is difficult, and at the beginning of starting a business, the word "suffering" comes first. As Mencius said: "When heaven is about to assign a great responsibility to a person, he must first suffer his mind, strain his muscles and bones, and starve his body. If his body is empty, he will be exhausted.
"You will do whatever you want." Faced with a difficult situation, only by learning to be patient and allowing time to soak in the bitterness can we slowly taste the fragrance of tea, appreciate the original flavor of life, and gain a profound understanding of life.
After the suffering of hardship and the soaking of years, the seeds planted during the struggle finally sprouted and grew. In the end, they were fruitful. This is the affirmation of hard work and the reward of hard work. When people taste the sweetness in the fragrance of birds and flowers and the clear light of the bright moon.
How can you not feel the joy of life when you are enjoying the fruits of your life?
There are too many things to experience in a person's life. There are ups and downs, twists and turns, flats, ups and downs, and there are also temptations such as fame, fortune, power, wealth and splendor, etc. We must achieve the goal of "not being happy in good times and not worrying in adversity."
”, requires an indifferent mind and a magnificent tolerance. If you are obsessed with success or failure, take things outside yourself too seriously, and be too persistent, you will become trapped in the quagmire of life, unable to extricate yourself, and lose a lot of the joy of life.
"Don't be surprised by the favor or humiliation, just watch the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court; I don't care if I go or stay, just let the clouds roll and relax in the sky." Duan Wan'er smiled cutely, drinking tea for fun, her movements were smooth and natural, and she looked unique.
Zhu Yongxing's mood gradually calmed down as he watched and tasted it. He had also drank these three teas before, and they should have been more authentic than Duan Wan'er, but he didn't have that emotion.
Gudong, gudong, Zhu Yongxing drank up the sweet tea like a cow, making Duan Wan'er smile heartily, and gently stepped forward to wipe the corners of his mouth.
"Life is like tea, with a pleasant fragrance." Zhu Yongxing smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to hold Duan Wan'er in his arms, smelling the body fragrance like musk and orchid, sighed helplessly and said: "I said, I will not kill people without punishment. , and it will be the same in the future. Although those people are hateful, their crimes are not punishable by death, or they cannot be sentenced to any crime. Well, let them be dealt with by the various ministries according to the law!"
"Your Majesty, you are known for your kindness, why ruin your reputation because of your worries and impatience." Duan Wan'er obediently leaned into Zhu Yongxing's arms and said, "You will be an eternal wise king. As long as your mind is calm and you are not anxious. If you are not impatient, what can't you do?"
"It's hard to be a wise king!" Zhu Yongxing sighed and said: "Actually, killing without punishment cannot be called a wise king? That's not necessarily true. It's just that I don't want to be like this for the sake of a hundred years."
Zhu Yongxing thought of Kangxi and Qianlong. How many innocent souls were trapped in the literary prison and destroyed the spirit of China. Isn't it still called "one emperor through the ages" and "a prosperous age" by later generations?
"By the way, I want to give you a title, so you don't have to shirk this matter anymore." Zhu Yongxing kissed her soft lips gently.
"When I have a competent female official, I will naturally not shirk my concubine." Duan Wan'er put her arms around Zhu Yongxing's neck, kissed him back, and said with a smile: "If I have a title, I can't help Your Majesty. In the harem, those things courtier--"
"That's true!" Zhu Yongxing smiled bitterly, feeling that being an emperor was not such a wonderful thing, especially for someone like himself who always felt constrained and not free.
"Paling the world is not far away, but the Tartars are still struggling to their death. As long as your Majesty is stable, you can take me to Beijing next year." Duan Wan'er's gentle words made Zhu Yongxing hold her tighter.
Yes, since it is not far away, why bother so much? Under the condition of insufficient supplies, it is not enough to ensure the army and provide relief. The decaying north is a big burden. If it is carried too early, it will be detrimental to the country. The overall strategy is unhelpful.
If the main force of the Manchus cannot be eliminated in the north, another long-term war will have to be fought in Liaodong. It is indeed difficult to have both the people in the north stabilized and the attack on Liaodong at the same time.
My heart became cruel! After Zhu Yongxing had to admit this, he felt a kind of sadness.
For the Qing court, it may be a good choice to retreat to Liaodong after plundering the north, leaving the Ming army busy with stabilization and recovery. As it is now, fishing in the north and contending with the Ming army may be the worst option. Countermeasures.
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Rows of flintlock muskets were fired down the hillsides on both sides, horses were neighing and jumping, and people were screaming and wailing. This short official road was becoming the burial place of Shandong Governor Biao.
The Hongmen Banquet in Qixia County was arranged, but Yu Qi ran back to the manor and refused to come. Shandong Governor Biao, who had arrived earlier, waited for a large group of people in the county town, and then went straight to the bandit's nest.
At this moment, something happened at Shenjiazhuang outside the county. The owners of the village, the Shen brothers, raised their banners to rebel. In the opinion of the Qixia County magistrate, the Shen brothers were Yu Qi's apprentices, and Yu Qi must be behind the rebellion.
To test the county's strength. If they don't fight back forcefully, Yu Qi will think that the county's strength is weak, and will launch a large-scale attack on the county.
But the county town does not have many troops, so the task of annihilating the rebels must fall on Du Biao. Originally, Du Biao was unwilling to go, and a small county magistrate could not command the soldiers of the Shandong Governor at all. But I heard that
The Shen family is rich, and Supervisor Biao's heart is moved by Guerrilla.
A group of rabble-rousers dare to raise a flag to rebel. Even if there are 1,800 people, they will never be able to withstand these hundreds of elite soldiers. It should not take much effort to conquer the village, so won't the Shen family's gold and silver go to the brothers?
Stuffed in pocket?
Although the magistrate of Qixia County entertained them cordially, there was too little oil and water. Yu Qi was richer, but they were far away and there were many people in the village, so they did not dare to act without authorization. But Shenjiazhuang was different, it was not far away from the county seat.
For dozens of miles, there were only a few hundred villagers who rebelled.
With a strong desire to make a fortune, more than 200 Supervisor Biao riders left the county with confidence and headed straight for Shenjiazhuang. But before they could see the shadow of Shenjiazhuang, a sudden ambush shattered their dreams.
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There are roadblocks on the official road in front, and hundreds of musketeers are shooting on the hillsides on both sides. The retreat route is blocked by a dozen large trees that were suddenly knocked down, and hundreds of musketeers are waiting in formation.
"I've been fooled!" With regret and fear, guerrilla Liang Chuantong hid behind his horse and finally woke up.
More ferocious and faster than shotguns, there are at least hundreds of them. They are not just a mob, they are simply elite troops. This is a deliberate move, and the bait is the wealthy Shen family. It is simple but effective, and I and my brothers are dazzled by the money.
His eyes were blinded, his brain was burned out, and he crashed into death.
Blood mist spurted out, and a Qing soldier fell down in pain, screaming and twisting and rolling on the ground, right next to Liang Chuantong.
A corpse appeared in Liang Chuantong's sight, its head turned into a rotten watermelon, and white and red mixed together and dripped all over the floor.
With a neigh, Liang Chuantong's war horse suddenly jumped three feet high, jumping and jumping like crazy, and a stream of blood spurted out from the horse's body.
Boom, boom, boom... Liang Chuantong heard continuous gunshots. He felt as if his chest had been hit hard by a hammer. He stepped back a few steps, salty liquid filled his mouth, and his vision began to blur.
Yu Qi let out a sigh of relief. The ambush was successful. Killing and killing the soldiers was not the main thing. The key was that he had sufficient confidence in this trained musketeer unit, and this unit had also experienced actual combat training.
It is considered truly qualified.
Yang Yanfeng tried hard to keep his eyesight. Although he was happy, he was still not used to such bloody scenes. But he had to adapt and he must not let the soldiers see his cowardice.
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