Shunzhi walked into the East Nuan Pavilion of Cining Palace and shouted in a low voice.
Bumbutai opened his eyes and glanced at Shunzhi, then closed his eyelids and continued to chant sutras.
The forbidden palace was lonely, and Dorgon didn't come often, so Bumbutai could only calm his mind by paying homage to the Buddha.
"Empress Huang." Shunzhi emphasized his tone and said in a deep voice, "I have something to say to you."
"You don't have to say anything." Bumbutai said angrily, "The Ai family doesn't want to hear it either."
"Empress!" Shunzhi raised his tone by two points and said solemnly, "The Qing Dynasty has reached a critical moment. As the emperor, I can no longer stay out of the matter."
"Duduo, Luck Dehun, what did they say to you?" Lan
The anger on Bumbutai's pretty face can no longer be suppressed. How many times have I told you to hide your strength and bide your time, and not to confront the Emperor's father and the Regent head-on, but you just can't listen, right?
Are Dodo and Luck Dehun worthy of fighting Dorgon?
If they were really capable, would Dorgon take away their military power so easily?
Even if you tie these princes Beile and Beizi who only know how to fight fiercely together, they will still be far less than a little finger of Dorgon. Otherwise, why would Dorgon be the emperor's father and regent?
"They didn't say anything." Shunzhi was already a little impatient.
"But I already know that the Ming army has already reached Chaoyang Gate."
"I also know that once the city of Beijing is lost, the Qing Dynasty will be doomed." Lan
After a pause, Shunzhi said in a more serious tone: "The empire of our ancestors cannot be ruined in my hands."
"So, you think you can do better than the Emperor Father and the Regent, right?" Bumbutai's pretty face darkened, "You think you can better control the Eight Banners nobles like Duduo and Luck Dehun.
, you think you can better control Wu Sangui, Hong Chengchou and other Han officials, and you think you can defeat the enlightened Chongzhen, right?"
Fulin was immediately speechless and couldn't say a word for a long time.
To be honest, Fulin certainly does not have the confidence to do better than Dorgon.
As for controlling the Eight Banners nobles like Luck Dehun and Han officials like Hong Chengchou, it is even more difficult.
After a long while, Fulin retorted weakly: "Isn't it because I have the emperor's mother to help me? Besides, the ministers such as Ebilong, Tu Lai and Yabulan are all loyal to me."
Ye Bilong, Tu Lai, Yabulan and others were originally the fierce generals of the two yellow flags.
After Dorgon changed the flag, Yabulan and other generals from the two yellow flags were transferred to the two white flags.
Now the two yellow flags and the two blue flags are stationed in Yanzhou with Sony, confronting Du Yinxi, and the two red flags are stationed with Suksaha in Shanhaiguan. Only the two white flags remain in Beijing.
For this reason, the two yellow flag generals such as Er Bilong, Tu Lai and Yabulan all stayed in Beijing.
This is where Fulin's confidence lies. Without the loyal generals of the Two Yellow Flags such as Ye Bilong, Tu Lai and Yabulan, Fulin would not have the guts to have any strange thoughts towards Dorgon.
"Emperor, the Queen Mother knows that you are anxious and want to take charge of the throne as soon as possible."
The expression on Bumbutai's face finally calmed down, and he sighed softly and advised: "But there are some things that we really can't rush. The Queen's Empress is just a female, and doesn't understand military affairs. I'm afraid I won't be able to help you."
"As for Ye Bilong, Yabulan and Tu Lai, the Queen has a message for you." Lan
"This is a saying in Zengguang Xianwen. It is difficult to paint a tiger's skin but not its bones. It means that some people are very loyal and reliable on the surface, but in reality, only God knows."
"This is absolutely impossible." Shunzhi protested, "Ebilong, Tu Lai, they are not such people!"
"Don't be so absolute." Bumbutai shook his head and added, "After all, you are still young, only twelve years old. After all, Huang'e Niang has eaten more than twenty years more than you, so she still looks at people with confidence.
some."
Upon hearing this, Fulin suddenly deflated like a frustrated ball.
Without the support of Huang E Niang, he would not be able to accomplish anything.
Bumbutai said again: "Don't forget to pay your respects to your emperor, Ama."
"I won't go." Fuxing left angrily.
Bumbutai could only sigh and shake his head.
…
"Master." Cao Eryu whispered, "There is a message from the palace."
Dorgon continued to read the secret letter in his hand and asked without raising his head: "What did you say?"
"The emperor was anxious to take charge of the government, but the empress dowager refused." Cao Eryu said in a low voice, "the empress dowager also asked the emperor to pay greetings to the master, but the emperor refused to come."
"I don't know him the same way."
"Just a twelve-year-old child." Lan
"When he gets older, he will know how to be grateful."
After a pause, Dorgon continued: "If he can really control Han officials like Hong Chengchou and Wu Sangui, I really want to return this big mess to him, and I will be happy and free."
Cao Eryu added: "Master, before going to Cining Palace, the emperor summoned Tu Lai, Ye Bilong and Yabulan and other more than a dozen strong generals from the two white flags."
"I know this." Dorgon said casually.
Cao Eryu said nothing more and bowed out of Dongnuan Pavilion.
Dorgon turned his eyes to the direction of Jinghai County and said quietly: "The situation in the capital can be maintained for the time being, but the real winner lies with Jinghai, Hong Chengchou, don't let me down."
...Lan
Hong Chengchou has moved his headquarters to the county government office in Jinghai.
Under the hanging plaque on the mirror, a sand table has been set up.
It took Meng Xueli and the Juren from the Juren Camp two days to build it.
Hong Chengchou liked this sand table very much because it was much more intuitive than the map.
The slaves used ancient maps, which were symbolic maps with severely distorted proportions and no actual reference value. If they followed the map to direct operations, it would really make people miserable.
The sand table built by Meng Xueli and others is not only intuitive, but also has realistic proportions.
"So, the main force of the Ming army has arrived at Chaoyang Gate?" Hong Chengchou asked.
Bart responded: "Back to Hongbu Hall, the main force of the Ming army has indeed arrived outside Chaoyang Gate."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Okay." Hong Chengchou nodded, picked up the square ruler and measured the distance between Beijing and Jinghai, and then said to himself,
"The distance between Beijing and Chenguantun is about three hundred miles. A rapid march would take three days at the earliest. If there are cavalry raids along the way, it would take even more time, at least five days."
Hou Fangyu said sharply: "If the Qing soldiers can recapture the gun towers on both sides of the Chenguantun section of the canal within five days, they will be able to cut off the Ming army's food route, and the Ming army will not be able to transport a grain of food to Beijing."
Meng Xueli continued: "Once the food route is cut off, the Ming army will collapse within half a month at most!"
"Hong Butang, I have a question." Geng Jimao, who was standing next to him, pointed to the sand table and asked, "The gun platforms on both sides of the canal in the Chenguantun section are heavily guarded by the Ming army. Why can't the Qing soldiers avoid the enemy and attack the enemy on the grain road of the Ming army?"
Small strongholds? These small strongholds only have a few hundred defenders, so it is much easier to capture them."
Hou Fangyu shook his head and said: "Even if we capture these small strongholds, they will be useless, because the Qing soldiers cannot dig a trench hundreds of miles long in the vast plains to completely block the traffic from Beijing to Dagukou. But if the Qing soldiers
If the soldiers can retake the cannon towers on both sides of the Chenguantun section of the canal, they can completely block traffic through the canal. In this way, Nanming will not be able to transport even a grain of grain to the Ming army outside Beijing."
Hong Chengchou continued: "At that time, the Ming army will have no choice but to withdraw from Beijing and protect the grain roads."
Meng Xueli continued: "After the Ming army in Chenguantun is attacked, they will definitely ask for help from the main force of the Ming army in Beijing. If nothing happens, the main force of the Ming army in Beijing will most likely come back to rescue Chenguantun. In this way, our Qing army will
Then we can form a confrontation with the main force of the Ming army at Chenguantun."
Hou Fangyu said: "With half a month of confrontation, the Ming army will inevitably run out of food and collapse."
"It's not that simple." Hong Chengchou waved his hand and said, "Two things need to be done. One is to clear out the Jinghai, Qingxian, Dacheng and Wen'an counties near Chenguantun. The other is to send out a partial force to pretend to attack the country.
Gukou, to prevent the Ming army from Dagukou from coming to rescue Chenguantun."
"As expected of Hong Butang, he is thoughtful and considerate."
Hou Fangyu was convinced: "It is only over a hundred miles from Dagukou to Chenguantun. It can be reached in a day and night by a hasty march. It is indeed necessary to send a partial division to contain the Ming army in Dagukou."
Hong Chengchou turned his eyes to Kong Youde and said, "King Pingnan, I'd like to thank you for this."
"Hey!" Kong Youde said, crossing his hands, "I will definitely live up to the trust entrusted by the ministry."
Hong Chengchou turned to Bart and said: "Commander Bart, please lead 20,000 Mongolian banners to monitor the main force of the Ming army outside Beijing. Once the Ming army turns around and goes south, we will use all our strength to stop it."
"Hey!" Bart hugged his chest, turned around and walked away.
Hong Chengchou then said to the rest of the people: "The remaining battalions will prepare separately."
"Hey!" All the generals participating in the military meeting clasped their fists and left one after another.
Soon, only Hong Chengchou, Hou Fangyu, and Meng Xueli were left in the county government hall. In addition, there were Yao Qisheng, Yu Chenglong and other officials, who were captured by Meng Xueli as staff officers.
Hong Chengchou asked: "Who do you think the Ming army guarding Chenguantun is?"
"There's no need to ask." Meng Xueli said without hesitation, "It must be Yan Yingyuan." Lan
"I think so too," Hou Fangyu said, "If Xu Yingwei is the sharpest spear in Chongzhen's hand, then Yan Yingyuan is the strongest shield in Chongzhen's hand, so the guard general of Chenguantun must be Yan Yingyuan."
"Yan Yingyuan?" Hong Chengchou's eyes turned cold, "I would like to see how difficult he is."
"Master Bu Tang, Yan Yingyuan is quite capable, and there are all kinds of conspiracies and tricks that are endless, making it difficult for people to guard against." Hou Fangyu said with a serious face, "In the Shanyang War, the ten kings suffered heavy losses at the hands of this man."
Hong Chengchou said: "Hou Canjun, please rest assured that our headquarters will never look down on Yan Yingyuan."
"That's good." Hou Fangyu said with relief, "but I am worrying too much."