Shengjingcheng
Since the burial of Huang Taiji, Shengjing City has been shrouded in a gloomy and gloomy atmosphere for several months. As time passed, it gradually returned to some prosperous and noisy scenes.
At this moment, in the imperial study room, the little emperor Fulin was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, sitting behind an imperial desk, with a large seal placed in the upper left corner, and next to him was Queen Zhezhe of Huangtaiji Middle Palace, which at this moment was called Zhonggong. Queen Mother.
On Fulin's right is Fulin's mother, Concubine Zhuang, who is now honored as "Empress Dowager Zhaosheng".
Next are the princes and ministers, headed by Prince Rui Dorgon, in addition to Prince Su Hauge, Prince Li Daishan, Yue Tuo, Azige and others.
Dorgon said softly: "Your Majesty, after the battle in March, the vitality of our Qing Dynasty was severely damaged. Now is the time to recuperate and work hard to govern. However, the Han Dynasty will also accumulate national strength. If we, the Qing Dynasty, want to avenge the national humiliation, we cannot To give the Han court a chance to breathe, it is necessary to keep the Han court busy with side affairs and internal strife."
Fulin listened to what Dorgon said below, a look of confusion appeared on his handsome face, and he looked at his mother and concubine beside him, somewhat at a loss.
Concubine Zhuang said, "What about Prince Yi Rui's intention?"
"The minister thought that firstly, he would recruit the Korean navy and harass the Han Dynasty in Shandong and other places, and secondly, he would send envoys to Qinghai in the northwest to contact the Hu Qiang and contain the Han Dynasty." Dorgon's voice was like a bell, and his face was full of determination and peace. confidence.
Hauge said coldly: "To put it lightly, North Korea's Jeolla Province Navy was defeated by Duduo's army, and the 7788 ships were already damaged. Where did they gather the navy to go south to harass the Han court? Besides, the Han court's Hongyi Cannons have an extremely long range, and even if we, the Qing Dynasty, engage them at sea, they may not be our opponents."
Prince Li Daishan said: "It all depends on people. I have gone out to sea for hunting in the Qing Dynasty in recent years, and I am also quite proficient in water warfare. I am not afraid of the Han court in naval battles. As for the red barbarian cannon, the Han court can make it. I Can’t the Qing Dynasty control it?”
Mentioning this, Chao Fulin said: "I believe that the Han craftsmen in the country should be mobilized to develop the Hongyi cannon in order to defeat the enemy."
Fulin nodded and said, "Yun Zuo."
Prince Li nodded in agreement on behalf of Shan.
Yue Tuo muttered: "Your Majesty, we can make some plans in the northwest. In recent years, the Gushi Khan of Heshuote Mongolia has sent troops to conquer the Mongols in Qinghai, and has gradually gained popularity, while the Han Dynasty has long held Xining County in the northwest. After his death, many Mongolians in the northwest are dissatisfied. As long as I can provoke the relationship between them and the Han Dynasty, and join forces vertically and horizontally, the northwest of the Han Dynasty will be in chaos!"
As he spoke, he looked solemn, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I would like to go to the northwest."
At this time, Jierhalang, who was standing not far away, also raised his hands and said: "The guilty minister is also willing to go to Qinghai to perform meritorious services."
Ji'erhalang is the Prince Zheng who holds the blue banner. He has been reduced to an ordinary bannerman at this moment. However, because he is from the Aisin Gioro clan, he serves in front of the emperor as a guilty person.
Fulin looked at Concubine Zhuang on the side, and saw Concubine Zhuang's beautiful eyes under her beautiful eyebrows staring at the middle-aged man wearing the prince's python suit, and asked: "What do you think of Prince Rui?"
Dorgon bowed his hands and said, "When we return to the Queen Mother, we can leave the matter of Qinghai to Yue Tuo and Jierharang."
Concubine Zhuang looked at Zhezhe, Queen of the Middle Palace, and said, "How about letting Yue Tuo go to Qinghai and Mongolia, and Jierharang will accompany him?"
Zhezhe nodded and said: "Yue Tuo is brave and resourceful. It is most suitable for him to go to Qinghai to manage one side."
At this time, Yue Tuan and Jierhalang went out to express their gratitude.
Hauge stared at this scene, frowned secretly, and snorted in his heart.
Dorgon said: "Shuo Tuo is now detained in the Han court. Our Qing Dynasty has lost a general. We need to find a way to rescue him."
Shuo Tuo was brave and good at fighting, and he was from the Aisin Gioro clan. Unlike Yue Tuo who had a good relationship with Haoge and was alienated from the three Dorgon brothers, Shuo Tuo and his nephew Adali were closer to Prince Rui Dorgon.
Dai Shan said in a loud voice: "The Han court has a strong guard. It is extremely difficult to rescue Shuo Tuo."
Under Dorgon's thick eyebrows, his tiger eyes flashed and he said: "Brother, don't worry, I have some countermeasures."
Not long ago, Chen Yuan, the son of King Zhao of the Han Dynasty Longzhi Dynasty, found him and found a way to rescue Shuo Tuo back to Liaodong.
Concubine Zhuang beside Fulin said: "Since Prince Rui is confident, then Prince Rui will take charge of it."
In this way, the senior officials of the Qing Dynasty roughly determined their destination. On the premise that the border border was unable to advance troops, they would attack Chen Han from the navy. In addition, they would start from Qinghai Mongolia in the northwest to contain Chen Han.
After all the princes, Baylor, had dispersed, Hauge mounted his horse and rode out along the palace city with Yue Tuo.
Hauge said angrily: "It is said that the eight kings discuss politics, but it is completely dominated by the Dorgon family!"
Yue Tuo gave some advice: "Your Highness, things are difficult, and the overall situation is the most important thing."
Hauge whispered: "I know."
This matter is not over yet.
At this moment, Dorgon looked solemn and followed Daishan slowly out of the palace.
Prince Li Daishan sighed and said in a clear voice: "The Jurchen soldiers and horses that were previously vacant have been replaced, but this time it is really hard for me."
The bannermen of the Jurchen Eight Banners who were originally annihilated have been gradually replenished during this period.
Dorgon said: "Yes, this expedition will take less than three or two years to recover. But we are recuperating, and the Han court is also recuperating. We must not let them recover. Otherwise, with the national strength of the Han court, Once he recovers, it will be difficult for us to compete with him.”
"Throughout the history books, this is true for all dynasties in the Central Plains. Once the national strength is restored, it will be difficult for the barbarians and Di from all over the world to compete with them." Prince Li Daishan said with emotion.
Dorgon said: "Now is a difficult time for the country, so we should work together to help each other."
These words were spoken to Daishan. If Daishan had not changed and reconciled a few months ago, the top officials of the Qing Dynasty would have been even more divided at this moment.
Prince Li Daishan said: "What Prince Rui said is true. Now we cannot allow trouble within the Qing Dynasty."
He could pretend he didn't hear the rumors between his fourteenth brother and Concubine Zhuang, but they couldn't affect the overall situation.
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Shenjing, Ningguo Mansion, Grand View Garden Concave Crystal Hall
The leaden dark clouds rolled away, and the blazing white sunlight fell from the clouds, shining on the water in all directions of the waterside pavilion, reaching the deep, dark bottom of the water.
After the rain, a colorful bridge seemed to appear in the sky, which was magnificent and dreamy in the sky.
Sister Feng only felt that she was one foot high and one foot low on the Hongqiao. She wanted to grab something, but she was nowhere to be found. She had to hug Jia Heng's neck tightly, her heart beating non-stop, as if she wanted to grab something from her throat. The eyes jump out.
How could this person... be like this?
Most beauties have never seen such a scene in their lives, and the sweat on Ming Yan’s cheeks and chin trickled down, and finally fell on the wooden floor of the concave crystal pavilion, reflecting the figure in the summer light. .
Jia Heng was holding Sister Feng on the embroidered couch covered with this mat. He lowered his eyes and looked at the beauty with peach cheeks. At this moment, Sister Feng was not as fierce as before. Her cheeks were rosy, and her red lips were slightly moist. , said softly: "Sister-in-law Feng, how are you doing?"
Sister Feng: "..."
How about what? Is this still a question?
Sister Feng snorted softly and was already speechless. The lush hair on her head fell down to her cheeks, and thoughts were swirling in her heart.
Jia Heng's face was silent and he didn't say much.
After a while, I looked at Sister Feng, whose jade cheeks were as bright as fire. At this moment, the young woman Hua Xin was as soft as a silkworm, her hairpins were messy, and she leaned her head on the brocade quilt beside her.
Jia Heng now supported two fair, slender, upturned feet with shallow ravines showing on the soles of their feet, and said softly: "Sister-in-law Feng has suffered a lot these days, so this can be considered a reward."
Sister Feng: "..."
He was originally walking in the clouds, but after hearing these words, he opened his beautiful eyes, his charming gaze filled with shame and anger.
What is this word? Co-authoring is just a way to reward her?
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and said, "Sister-in-law Feng, there are so many things going on inside and outside the Rongning and Ning residences, which makes Sister-in-law Feng worry a lot."
It seems to match his words.
Sister Feng's heart trembled, and she finally couldn't help but let out a "yeah". She suddenly felt that the sound was really embarrassing. She looked back and angrily glanced at the young man. She wanted to curse, but she couldn't, so she had to tilt her head to the side and continue. Play dead.
Jia Heng didn't say much, but took time to count the hairpins in Sister Feng's lush hair and the number of pearls on the top of the hairpins.
Time flew by, and the commotion lasted until midnight. Jia Heng lowered his eyes and looked at Sister Feng, who had a snow-skinned rose-red aura on her shoulders. He came close to Sister Feng and said softly: "Sister-in-law Feng, it's almost noon, we have to eat later." It’s lunch.”
It can't really be bright and the sun is three poles high.
In fact, he didn't have to do this, but it was a bit pitiful to see Sister Feng suffering, especially since it was just like being a widow all the time, but it just happened to be a mistake.
Just after holding hands, I felt that Sister Feng couldn't help herself, but Sister Feng had always been strong and somewhat reserved.
Sister Feng's beautiful face was dyed red, and her mind was swaying and she couldn't control herself. After hearing this, under her curved willow-shaped eyebrows, her crystal beautiful eyes opened slightly, and there was a slight sweat on her gorgeous cheeks, which dispersed her beautiful face like flowers. His originally fair and rosy skin became even more charming, and he said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, you...you have to leave."
Listening to the soft and beady voice with a hint of reluctance, Jia Heng's face paused, and he felt a little weird in his heart, and said: "Sister-in-law Feng, just think of today as a dream."
"Dream?" Sister Feng's face was as red as rouge. When she heard this, she couldn't help but snorted: "A daydream?"
Jia Heng: "..."
After calming down, he didn't say much else. Along with the strange sound, he straightened his clothes, walked to the side with a calm expression, picked up a teapot, took the teacup, and poured a cup of tea.
Sister Feng, on the other hand, propped up her delicate body as if fished out of water. The brocade quilt slipped from her snow-grey and tender white shoulders. Her face was stunned and she couldn't tell what she was feeling in her heart.
Compared with Li Wan Hongxing's coquettishness after her affair, Sister Feng's reaction seemed a little slow, but she gradually recovered at this moment, her beautiful face was as beautiful as peach blossoms, and she was gorgeous.
I just had an inexplicable thought and thought to myself, from morning until midnight, this man was really an animal.
Jia Heng drank all the tea in the tea cup, then poured another cup of tea, turned around and handed it over, saying: "Sister-in-law Feng, please drink tea."
Just now... I guess I should be thirsty by now.
Sister Feng rolled her eyes at the young man, took the tea cup, and took a sip. Her beautiful face was covered with snow-capped muscles and her face was gorgeous.
The two of them were tacitly understanding each other at this moment. Sister Feng had no intention of clinging to Jia Heng. She was satisfied with the obsession just now and her resentment was gone.
Jia Heng put the tea cup aside, gently stroked Sister Feng's blushing face, and said, "It's getting late, I'll go over first."
Sister Feng opened her mouth, wanting to say something to persuade her to stay, but she felt it was really inappropriate. She snorted softly and secretly cursed her for being heartless.
Jia Heng didn't say much, straightened his clothes a little, walked out of the hall of the concave crystal pavilion and headed towards the front room, ready to take a bath first.
After Jia Heng left, Sister Feng felt weak all over. She lay on the bed, her mind filled with thoughts.
What on earth is she to him? If it was an honest mistake last time, what is it this time?
Sister Feng's heart was in a mess, and she sighed quietly. After stroking her slightly swollen belly, she cursed secretly in her heart.
She really is not his wife, so you don’t feel bad, right?
At this time, Ping'er had already tiptoed into the side room and said in a trembling voice: "Grandma, it's getting late. Get up quickly."
Although the concave crystal pavilion is located in a remote area of the Grand View Garden and is rarely visited by people, it must be guarded against. If a few girls come over and grandma is blocked in the room, it will be great fun.
Sister Feng's lazy voice had an astonishing greasy tone as she said, "Ping'er, I'm not strong right now, please hold me up."
Ping'er quickly came forward and helped Sister Feng clean up the mess.
Sister Feng had just stood up when she suddenly felt something strange. She frowned and secretly spat.
Ping'er looked at the red marks on the round and fair skin, and whispered: "Grandma, this..."
"Don't mention it." Sister Feng said with a hint of uneasiness on her face, feeling embarrassed.
The crackling sound just now, like a demonic sound, has not been relieved now.
Ping'er said worriedly: "Grandma, if this continues, it will not be a joke if we have a child."
"That's enough. The worst thing is to let him think of something to do!" Sister Feng raised her eyebrows and spat angrily, saying, "As a prince, he has to admit his fault."
If she doesn't have a child by her side in her life, when she gets old and loses her luster, that person will probably be tired of playing with her. Who will she turn to for support?
Anyway, if she has a child, she will give birth to it and raise it, and publicize it as an adopted child.
Hearing this, Ping'er's Qingli cheeks turned as red as clouds, and reminded her, "Grandma, you should pay attention as usual."
Sister Feng said "Yes" and put on her clothes. She had just put her tender, diamond-like feet into her embroidered shoes and said softly: "Go back to the room quickly, I have to take a shower and change clothes."
Not to mention how the master and servant cleaned up the mess, they said that Jia Heng quietly left the Grand View Garden. It was half an hour later, the summer was bright, the flowers were fragrant, and the cicadas were chirping in the garden.
Jia Heng felt refreshed and walked briskly along the Bee Waist Bridge toward the front yard. At this moment, the clouds above her head were gone and the blue sky was as clear as water.
After leaving the Grand View Garden, his face suddenly paused, and he saw the slim girl in a green skirt standing at the corner of the corridor, holding the sword in her arms and looking at him coldly.
Jia Hengqing coughed, looking a little unnatural, and said, "Xiaoxiao."
Does Xiaoxiao have nothing to do and just stare at him every day? She is truly a good wife and mother.
Chen Xiao took a look at Jia Heng, with a cold look in his eyes. He took out a note from his sleeve and said, "I have some information about the Mongol barbarians in Qinghai. Please take a moment to take a look."
Jia Heng frowned, reached out to take the papers from Chen Xiao's hand, sat on the bench in the corridor, and read away.
"A group of Olat Mongolians and Gushi Khan of the Hoshuote Mongols who were grazing in the Western Regions have been leading their tribes to march towards Qinghai in recent years. Three years ago, they defeated Choktu Hongtaiji at the time and gathered other Mongolians. Tribe, establish the Mongol Khanate." Chen Xiaoqing said in a clear voice because her face was serious and beautiful.
Jia Heng had finished reading, put down his papers, and said in a low voice with thoughts on his face: "It seems that it won't be long before the beacon fire from the northwest reaches Shenjing."
It can only be said that the world has never been truly peaceful.
Chen Xiao said: "The imperial court will definitely not use you in this war."
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and said: "I have expected it, but you still have to fight for what you have to fight for. At that time, there will be a game between the courtiers in the palace."
If possible, he still wanted to make more contributions as early as possible and help Baochai and Daiyu get married.
"In the past few days, officials from the palace's Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Ministry of Etiquette will be looking for you to discuss getting married to Xianning. Don't always mess around in the garden. If some bad news spreads, the royal family's face will also be stained. Shameful." Chen Xiao finally couldn't hold it back and reminded him.
This is a secret conspiracy with the widowed sister-in-law, and it won't sound good if it is revealed.
"Yeah, I got it." Jia Heng chuckled and said, "I'm going to take a shower, and we'll talk about it later in the study."
Chen Xiaoqing's eyes flashed, she glanced at the young man and frowned, but in the end she didn't say anything.
It's not easy for her to keep reminding her of this kind of thing.
Jia Heng entered the side room and did not call Qingwen to wait on him. Instead, he took a bath himself, put on a colorful Su brocade gown, and hurried to the inner study.
Chen Xiao was already waiting there, preparing some graphic and textual information about Qinghai and even Tianjin Weiport.
Jia Heng sat down, took the graphic materials from Chen Xiao's hand, and began to read through them.
Chen Xiao said softly: "Over there in the south of the Yangtze River, there has been a new money and grain tax law. There has been a lot of discussion in the official circles, and there are many people who want to impeach it."
After Gao Zhongping, the governor of Sichuan, arrived in Liangjiang, he cleared the land and prepared to carry out a whipping method.
This method was originally proposed by Gui'e during the Jiajing period of the former Ming Dynasty, and was later promoted by Zhang Juzheng during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty. However, there was no Zhang Juzheng after the Han Dynasty accepted the Ming Dynasty.
"I know about this. When I first entered the palace to meet the emperor, I vaguely reminded the emperor." Jia Heng frowned and said softly: "It is not easy to clear the land in the south of the Yangtze River. This tall man is supervising Sichuan as an important minister. Anyone who disobeys will be dismissed, but Jiangnan is so intricate that it is not that simple."
When he drove the carriage to pick up the emperor into the palace, and they walked together along the palace road, he had vaguely reminded him not to act too hastily.
Later, the emperor listened, but it is not clear how he issued the decree to persuade and reprimand Gao Zhongping.
Chen Xiao said softly: "The whipping technique practiced by this tall man can actually reduce the burden of the people a lot."
Jia Heng put down the book in his hand and whispered: "A whipping method is not a one-time solution. Not to mention the fire consumption, the local government will send more troops. It is just that silver is expensive and grain is cheap. If we want to cooperate with the implementation, we need to reform the currency system at the central level. This matter is not simple, let’s wait until Uncle Lin returns to Beijing to deal with it.”
In fact, Chen Han's current financial situation has been greatly improved. The new system of the Salt Tax Bank and the Shanghai Customs Bank will not be able to support the previous national war against the Jurchens for several months.
(End of chapter)
