Chapter 1178 Jia Heng: Otherwise, I really want to hold him in my arms
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Shengjing, Xiande Hall, South Study Room
After a while, Chen Yuan, led by Ma Bian, came to the eaves in front of the palace, crossed the threshold, and entered the inner study.
"Chen Yuan, King Zhao of the Han Dynasty, paid a visit to His Excellency the Regent of the Qing Dynasty." Chen Yuan saluted Dorgon with a very respectful expression.
However, he calls himself King Zhao since the Longzhi reign.
Dorgon looked at Chen Yuan, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and invited him: "King Zhao, please get up and take a seat."
After all, his own younger brother was beheaded by the Han court. Now that he saw someone from the Chen Han clan, his heart was inevitably boiling with murderous intent.
Chen Yuan slowly stood up, saluted Dorgon, and then sat down on the embroidered pier that the inner prison had moved.
Dorgon pondered for a moment and said softly: "The King of Zhao said that he has an internal agent in the palace of the Han Dynasty who can plan major events and cut off the Duke of Wei. I don't know what kind of plan it is?"
Chen Yuan's eyes flashed aggressively, and he said loudly: "To be honest, there has been a plan launched recently, and the Duke of Wei is the wing of the false emperor. The two men, the father-in-law and the father-in-law, are colluding with each other and are colluding, but the false emperor is jealous, suspicious, and thoughtful.
It is gloomy. Next year the world will be peaceful in all directions and there will be no more worries about war. However, since the defeat of the northwest, the puppet emperor has been angry and vomiting blood, and his body and bones have been deteriorating. He must think about the future. Duke Wei is watching the wolves.
, who is good at conspiracy, the false emperor will definitely not be trusted for a long time, and then it will be an opportunity to alienate."
When Dorgon heard this, his eyes flashed and he said, "If this happens, civil strife in the Han court will be imminent?"
"As long as you use a little trick, you can drive a wedge between the two of them." Chen Yuan paused slightly and said thoughtfully.
Upon hearing this, Dorgon stared at Chen Yuan with a pair of sharp eyes and asked: "Then what conditions does King Zhao want from me in the Qing Dynasty?"
Chen Yuan mused: "When there is a change in Shenjing, I hope your country can send troops to contain Beiping until I am crowned the great treasure."
Dorgon pondered for a moment and said, "Conditions?"
Chen Yuandao said: "We, the Han Dynasty, moved our capital to Jinling and crossed the Yellow River with your country to govern it. The land of Yan, Zhao and Qilu came under the rule of the Qing Dynasty. From then on, the two countries became brotherly countries."
He thinks that he has shown his sincerity. Of course, after he successfully succeeds to the throne, it will be one moment or another.
Dorgon's eyes flashed and he said: "Then follow the wishes of King Zhao."
Then, the two began to discuss specific details, mainly how to maintain contact and provide support. After that, Chen Yuan left.
Dorgon turned to Azig and said, "Summon all the princes and ministers in the Xiande Hall."
The news of Hauge's defeat has not yet spread completely, and this matter needs to be dealt with and arranged.
Azig accepted the order and said yes, and then left the south study room.
Dorgon was sitting behind the handsome case, with a look of deep thought on his majestic and heroic face.
With Zhao Wang Chen Yuan as his internal agent, he was well aware of the movements of the Han court's senior officials and waited until the opportunity came.
"Child Jia Heng, I swear that I will use your head to sacrifice the head of my fifteenth brother." Dorgon said in a deep voice.
After waiting for a while, the bead curtain covered with pearls began to "squeak", followed by a soft voice like a Jiangnan woman.
"Fourteenth Brother." Concubine Zhuang was dressed in a light yellow dress. She had curved eyebrows and a medium figure. Her hair was combed into a small bun. On her oval face, her skin was as white as jade.
He was holding a food box in his hand, slowly walked out from behind the curtain cage, raised his eyes to look at Dorgon, and said softly: "Fifteenth brother, I made some Tremella and Lotus Seed soup for you and delivered it to you to eat.
Son."
Dorgon turned his eyes to look at the beautiful lady with a graceful manner, a plump figure, and a face as plump as a begonia flower, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, don't bother me so much."
"It's so cold, Fourteenth Brother, it would be nice to drink some porridge to warm yourself up." Concubine Zhuang's beautiful eyes were gazing with emotion under her curved willow-leaf eyebrows, like a clear spring that was flowing like water, staring closely at it.
Dorgon.
After saying that, he came closer, opened the food box, placed the porridge bowl in it, and then scooped up a bowl of porridge.
Dorgon said: "Sister-in-law, how are Fulin's homework lately? What have you learned?"
At this moment, the two of them were as familiar as husband and wife.
Concubine Zhuang came closer, the beauty's steps were graceful, her delicate body and clothes could not help but bring out a burst of fragrance. Her crystal jade face was as bright and plump as petals, her pink lips with dew were slightly parted, and she smiled and said: "I'm staring at you."
As for his studies, he must learn the Four Books and Five Classics as well as horse riding and archery, so that he can be both civilized and martial in the future."
Dorgon smiled and said: "In the future, if he wants to manage our Qing Dynasty and subdue the Han people in the pass, he must not be bad in terms of culture, Taoism and military strategy."
The smile on Concubine Zhuang's bright and gorgeous face could not be hidden, and she said in a waxy voice: "He is still young, so he needs to give more guidance to this uncle."
As he said that, he handed over the porridge bowl in his hand, and the steam was rising, carrying the fragrance of grains.
Dorgon finished the hot porridge in three mouthfuls and felt a little warmer in his body. Then he looked at Concubine Zhuang with a somewhat unscrupulous look.
At this moment, Concubine Zhuang took a handkerchief from her arms and handed it over, saying, "Fourth brother, let me wipe it for you."
As he spoke, he picked up the handkerchief with his delicate hands and wiped the corners of Dorgon's lips.
Dorgon looked at the flower-like Concubine Zhuang and gently stroked the beauty's shoulder.
Just when the atmosphere in the palace was gradually filled with pink aura, an eunuch outside the palace said loudly: "Your Majesty, Prince Zheng and the others are already waiting at Xiande Hall."
Dorgon turned around, stared at Concubine Zhuang, and said softly: "Sister-in-law, wait a moment, I'll be back soon."
Concubine Zhuang paused slightly, then cautiously asked, "Do you want me to take Fulin with me?"
Dorgon thought for a while, and when he met those bright eyes full of expectation and joy, he felt dazed for a moment and said warmly: "Sister-in-law, just take Fulin with you. What we want to discuss later is love."
Family affairs of the Xinjueluo clan."
When Concubine Zhuang heard this, she couldn't hide the joy on her face, and said in a charming voice: "Fourteenth brother, please wait a moment, I will go over and bring Fulin over."
Dorgon looked at the beauty's leaving figure, and a complex look appeared on his face.
The country had just suffered a major defeat, and a new king came to the throne. The young master, the country, was in doubt. It was the time when he was needed to lead the Aisin Gioro clan and turn the tide, but my sister-in-law didn't seem to understand the general situation.
Thinking of his usual gentleness and carelessness, Dorgon's eyes were blank, and he was a little hesitant in his heart, and finally sighed.
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Xiande Hall
At this moment, the high-ranking civil and military officials of the Manchu and Han tribes in the Qing Dynasty were gathered together in the palace, and it was crowded.
The civil and military ministers in the palace are clearly distinguished. On the left are Du Du, Jierhalang, Shuosei, Mandahai, Ao Bai and others. On the right are Han civil servants, led by Fan Xiandou, Deng Changchun and other civil servants.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the palace was like dark clouds, condensed like ice.
Gein, before Azig went to summon the princes and ministers to discuss matters, he had already revealed the relevant matters discussed by Dorgon when he summoned the ministers.
The defeat of Hauge and the destruction of the Korean navy... stung the nerves of the civil and military ministers of the Qing Dynasty.
"The Prince Regent has arrived." At this moment, the inner prisoner's voice sounded outside the palace, with a hint of sharpness.
Everyone followed the sound and saw the regent Dorgon holding Fulin's hand and coming to the palace. Not far away, separated by a bead curtain, there was a shadowy figure of a woman in gorgeous clothes.
Dorgon stepped into the hall, with a majestic face and without saying much. He helped Fulin sit on the royal chair, while he sat on a chair beside him, and Concubine Zhuang sat behind the bead curtain.
Dorgon glanced at the civil and military ministers below.
"I have seen the regent, the emperor, and the empress dowager. Long live the emperor, long live the empress dowager." The Manchu and Qing civil and military officials present lifted up their robes and knelt down.
Fulin looked at the ministers below with some fear, but Concubine Zhuang cleared her throat and coughed in his ears, and said in a clear voice: "Dear ladies, please rise."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Then, all the princes and ministers of the Manchu Qing Dynasty stood up one after another with a string of Dongzhu hanging around their necks.
Concubine Zhuang, who was behind the bead curtain, had a look of joy on her plump jade face, and her slender hands with jade nail polishes clenched the veil tightly.
Dorgon looked at the ministers in the palace and said: "Everyone has heard it after thinking about it. Hauge led the Zhenglan Banner Xiaorui southward and lost his troops. The North Korean Navy was also completely destroyed. Abatai died in the battle at sea, and our Qing Dynasty was eaten at sea.
The battle is defeated!”
When the ministers below heard the words, their expressions were solemn, and they all whispered.
Fan Xiandou's face was solemn, his old eyes were darkened, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly.
Now that the Qing Dynasty has suffered another major defeat, does it still have a chance to take over the Central Plains?
As for Concubine Zhuang behind the bead curtain, the joy on her plump and white jade plate has gradually faded away. Under her curved eyebrows, her crystal clear eyes are full of worry.
Dorgon's face was as gloomy as iron, and he said coldly: "This time, our Qing Dynasty suffered a big loss at the hands of Jia Heng, the Duke of Wei, but in the final analysis, it was Hauge who was incompetent and ruined the elite of our Eight Banners and the Korean Navy.
After a big defeat, I have to punish you according to my Qing laws!"
When the princes below heard this, their expressions changed.
Is the Regent finally going to take action against Prince Su?
In fact, it was not Dorgon who forced Hauge to lead the elites of the Zhenglan Banner to lead the Korean Navy southward, but Hauge took the initiative to ask for help, hoping to use foreign war to open up the situation of "standing aside" in the Manchu Qing court.
But Dorgon also took advantage of the situation and agreed, not only to kill people with a borrowed knife, but also to stop the atmosphere of internal fighting in Shengjing City.
Seeing that the faces of the princes and ministers in the palace were not good-looking, Dorgon seemed to be relieved and said: "Next year, I, the Qing Dynasty, will no longer lead troops southward, rest and recuperate, recharge their batteries, and wait for changes within the Han court. These Han people, as long as they
If we don’t go south, they themselves will start fighting first.”
Du Du, the Minister of Household Affairs of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, said: "Your Majesty, there has been a heavy snowfall in Liaodong this year, and since the war in the middle of the year, the Han Dynasty has announced a major closure of the customs, and strict inspections of merchants leading to Liaodong, and the Chahar trade route has been cut off.
Grain and fodder cannot be transported, and the household department is facing a huge shortage of grain and fodder."
The influence of Jia Heng's forceful consolidation on Shanxi merchants in Xuanda and Dazhou gradually emerged.
That is to say, the Jurchens were simply unable to produce and suffice important livelihood materials such as grain and fodder. In the past, Shanxi merchants had transferred them to Shanxi merchants, but now that all the Shanxi merchants had been wiped out and their family wealth was transferred to the national treasury, the Jurchens had lost a large source of grain and fodder.
Of course, it is not as if all is lost and a "humanitarian crisis" will occur in an instant.
Dorgon frowned and asked, "What about North Korea? Why not buy food from North Korea?"
Du Du cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, the North Korean government doesn't have much grain in its treasury."
Dorgon said in a deep voice: "The Ministry of Finance needs to think of something."
At this moment, the Manchu Qing Dynasty was actually in a food crisis. Because the land of Liaodong was bitterly cold and was not yet a granary for future generations, a large number of Han people were plundered to feed the Manchus. Now they all need to eat. Originally, Shanxi merchants were transferring grain, but now it has deteriorated sharply.
, the population has become a burden.
Dorgon turned his inquiry to Fan Xiandou and asked, "Mr. Fan, do you have any good ideas?"
Fan Xiandou was thinking about it at the moment. After hearing this, he had to leave work and said: "Back to the regent, in addition to purchasing from North Korea, we in the Qing Dynasty will have to live a hard life for a while, hunting or fishing at sea, and in addition, we will send foreign troops to the Han court."
Envoys to discuss peace."
When Du Du heard this, he frowned and said thoughtfully: "The Han court regards us as enemies, so why would they sell grain to us?"
Fan Xiandou said: "This is not the time for vindictiveness. We, the Qing Dynasty, can promise to the Han people that we will not enter the pass for three years, but we will open mutual trade towns at the pass."
At this moment, when all the princes and ministers present heard this, they all looked ugly and said, "How can we, the Qing Dynasty, and the Han court be at odds with each other to seek peace from the Han people?"
Dorgon was silent for a moment and said softly: "Today is different from the past. If we negotiate peace with the Han court and can exchange for food, the two countries will live in peace for three years. Otherwise, tell the Han people that we, the Qing Dynasty, will definitely use all our troops to attack the Han Dynasty."
Ting, let the Han people never have peace."
If we negotiate peace with the Han court, I think the Han court will definitely become arrogant and lazy, and there will be endless internal fights for power and profit.
When Du Du heard this, he cupped his hands and said: "The Han court likes to detain state envoys. It is inappropriate for us to send our princes and ministers to the Han territory for this matter."
This was because the Han court had learned the lesson when it detained Shuo Tuo and no longer sent important people to Shenjing.
Dorgon nodded and said: "Then choose one person from among the civil servants to be the envoy to deliver the news."
Fan Xiandou, Deng Changchun: "..."
Zhang Shang was also detained once before. However, Zhang Shang was unharmed after the prisoner exchange and has now returned to Jurchen.
All the Han ministers couldn't help but look at Zhang Shang, which made Zhang Shang's heart thump.
Dorgon looked at Zhang Shang and said, "Secretary Zhang."
"Prince Regent, my servant is here." Zhang Shang came out of court, knelt down and said.
Dorgon pondered for a moment and said: "This time I am going to the Han Dynasty as an envoy to Shenjing, I entrusted Zhang Shilang to make another trip to the Han court."
Zhang Shang couldn't help but feel a burst of bitterness in his heart, and said: "It is my responsibility, I dare not refuse."
I have to go to Hanting again. I don't think I will detain him again this time, right?
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Not to mention that in Shengjing City, Dorgon convened a group of Manchu and Han civil and military officials to discuss matters and prepare to sue Chen Han for peace.
Time flies and flies by like water.
Unknowingly, it was the day of the funeral of Old Grandpa Song, and Song Xuan, who was in Kaifeng Mansion, rushed to Hangzhou Fucheng after several days and nights of attending the funeral, and finally caught up to see Old Grandpa Song off.
On this day, the Song family held up white flags and escorted the coffin of Mrs. Song towards the outskirts of the city.
Jia Heng also led a group of royal guards to escort along the road. The funeral procession was huge, and some people from the capital city of Hangzhou stopped to watch in the city.
The Empress of Song was also escorted by the palace guards. Today, the beauty wore no jewelry on her temples and wore mourning clothes. Followed by her nuns and maids, she rode a carriage to the funeral for Old Mrs. Song.
Empress Song originally wanted to see her off on foot, but considering the inconvenience of protection, she finally took a carriage hung with a white cloth to see her off.
At this moment, a tomb has been dug in the suburbs of the city. With the crackling of firecrackers, the father of Queen Song was slowly buried in the coffin amidst the cries.
Fill in the soil, make mounds, and erect monuments.
The Song family members from all directions cried hoarsely.
It makes the onlookers feel pity.
After the funeral, Jia Heng and a group of royal guards escorted Queen Song back to the Song residence and to the back house.
Princess Xianning did not use any powder on her beautiful face, but it did not impair her beauty. She took Empress Song's arm and advised her softly: "Mother, please forgive me."
Li Chanyue also persuaded Queen Song from the side.
Song Yan was not far away, dressed in plain clothes, with a bit of sadness on her face, which became more and more charming.
Queen Song's jade face looked disappointed, she sighed softly, and said sadly: "Your grandfather worked hard all his life and did not enjoy the blessings for a few days, but now he is gone."
A group of royal ladies and Princess Xianning accompanied Empress Song to express a few words of emotion.
Empress Song suddenly looked at the young man in python suit who was sitting neatly not far away, and said softly: "Ziyu, you and Xianning left Suzhou Mansion and went to Jinling City to celebrate the New Year."
Because in two days it will be New Year's Eve, and it is also the time to celebrate the New Year, so it is impossible to stay in the Song family forever.
Princess Xianning said softly: "Queen mother is here, how can I go to Jinling? Why don't I let my husband and Chan Yue go back to Jinling, and my cousin Yan'er and I will accompany the queen here."
Empress Song used to be soft and soft, but her soft voice was a little hoarse now, and she said softly: "That's good, your aunt is in Jinling, and the mother and daughter can be reunited together."
Under Li Chanyue's curved willow-leaf slender eyebrows, her pair of bright starry eyes flashed, and she couldn't help but feel a little secretly happy in her heart.
Jia Heng thought for a while and then said in deep thought: "I asked Xiaoxiao to stay here to protect the Queen, and wait until the New Year is over before taking her back to Jinling. I also ask the Queen not to mourn too much and to take care of her body."
Tian Niuer has looked much thinner and haggard in the past two days, her phoenix eyes have turned into peaches from crying, and her features are soft and delicate, which makes me feel pity for her.
It seems that the relationship between father and daughter is indeed very deep. At this moment, there are many people and he doesn't know how to comfort the beauty. Otherwise, he really wants to hold her in his arms...
Under Empress Song's curved willow-leaf slender eyebrows, her bright and clear phoenix eyes slightly raised. When she met those pitiful eyes, her heart skipped a beat. She turned to look at Chen Xiao who was aside. Seeing the girl nodding, she also lightly
He responded softly.
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After chatting with Empress Song for a while, Jia Heng paused slightly, left the Song family residence, and helped Li Chanyue get into the carriage.
As soon as they got on the carriage, Li Chanyue had already consciously taken Jia Heng's hand. Her pretty face was gentle and pleasant, and she said softly: "Mr. Jia, when are we leaving?"
Jia Heng gently reached out and caressed the girl's slender shoulders, hugged the petite and exquisite girl into his arms, smiled and said: "We will leave in a moment. After this New Year, we will return to Beijing."
In fact, there was also the implementation of the New Deal in Anhui Province, and he also needed to inquire with Li Shouzhong about the situation.
After that, it was about debating merit and compensation for the Jiangnan Navy. This matter was dragged on for a while.
Li Chanyue raised her pink and white face and looked at Jia Heng. Under her thin eyebrows, her starry eyes were as bright as water and said, "Mr. Jia misses Sister Keqing and Fu'er."
When Fu'er grows up, I still want to call her mother.
Jia Heng's eyes were dazed for a moment and he said softly: "I miss them a little."
In addition to the daughter Keqing gave birth to to her, Zhen Qing also gave birth to another daughter for him, which was already one or two months old. He wanted to go see it when he returned to Jinling this time.
At this time, the King of Chu was still in Fuzhou Prefecture, taking care of the logistics and supplies for King Beijing's army, so there was no need to worry about being discovered.
Under Li Chanyue's willow-leaf slender eyebrows, her eyes were as clear and lively as the stars and the moon, and she said softly: "Mr. Xiao Jia, Sister Lin and Sister Xue are all waiting for you in Jinling Mansion."
Jia Heng said: "Let's go see them now and celebrate the New Year together."
After saying that, he looked at Li Chanyue with a gloomy expression and chuckled: "Is Chanyue jealous?"
"I'm not jealous of them." Li Chanyue said softly.
Jia Heng smiled and said: "That's right, Chanyue will only be jealous of your cousin Xianning."
Li Chanyue's cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and she whispered: "Where did I eat?"
Jia Heng gently pinched the smooth and round chin, and saw the girl slowly closing her eyes. Without saying anything, she pressed her lips lightly, moistening her lips as cool as mint.
The girl said "嘤四" and hugged Jia Heng tightly with both hands. Her beautiful cheeks were as red as the clouds, bright and moving.
After returning home, he would almost immediately write a memorial to ask for Baochai and Daiyu's marriage. Whether it was to regain Taiwan or implement the New Deal, there might be an opportunity to propose.
At this moment, Jia Heng did not know that Emperor Chongping had issued an edict and agreed to Jia Heng's request during the last battle in the northwest, asking for a marriage to Chen Xiao.
As they talked, they returned to the mansion, packed their things, and rushed to Jinling.