"Proclaimed emperor?"
Wu Sangui stood on the city wall, looking at the boats moving on the river, and murmured.
Although the Guazhou Navy also had hundreds of ships, they were not as good as the Ming Army. They could only stay in the port timidly, not daring to move.
It is even difficult for Guazhou to live in peace now. The Ming army is ready to make a move and can only passively defend.
As a result, Yangzhou City will be in trouble.
Not only do they face enemy surveillance all the time, but they also have to worry about when the enemy will land, and Yangzhou City will be in danger.
"Old thief Hong runs pretty fast."
Wu Sangui cursed secretly, becoming increasingly irritable.
Although it seemed that Hong Chengchou was pitiful and was dismissed from his official position, he instead lightly fined him a salary.
But he was not an idiot, so how could he not see that the Regent was afraid of him?
The 30,000 cavalry under his command are not only the foundation for his survival, but also the reason why he will never be trusted.
"After proclaiming himself emperor, he didn't send anyone to win over him!"
Wu Sangui was extremely surprised.
He really couldn't figure out what medicine was being sold in King Yu's gourd.
Yangzhou City is the first city in Jiangbei, but the Ming army lacks cavalry.
As long as you win over me, won’t Ming Dynasty have everything?
Are you still afraid of the Manchus? It is not easy to separatize half of the country.
The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became, which was very different from Wu Sangui's idea of having both sides.
"Send a document to the court, saying that the false king has proclaimed himself emperor in Nanjing and granted all the ministers great titles!"
Wu Sangui said in a deep voice.
Suddenly, he remembered something.
Could it be the title of Prince Pingxi that I carry?
I heard that the highest person in the Ming Dynasty who ascended the throne this time is only a marquis. It is not easy for me to arrange for a prince.
"I'm afraid not, the Manchus also arranged it this way on purpose!"
Thinking of this, Wu Sangui couldn't help but feel discouraged.
It doesn't matter to him if he hasn't obtained the title of king yet.
But now that I have tasted it, how can I give up so easily?
This bait is really poisonous!
Shaking his head, Wu Sangui calmed down and began to think about how to defend Yangzhou City.
…
Beijing.
After Emperor Hongguang was brought back to Beijing by Azig, he was imprisoned together with King Lu. They had a simple diet every day and lost dozens of pounds in weight.
The round face also became angular.
But he was not happy at all.
It’s really hard to endure this kind of life at the mercy of others.
"Let's eat!"
Suddenly, the guard brought a bowl of food as if feeding a dog.
Zhu Yousong was used to it. He was wearing a loose and dirty robe, just like an ordinary prisoner, and he couldn't wait to pick up the food.
But at this moment, his round eyes suddenly stared at the boss.
"This this……"
I saw that it turned out to be just a black steamed bun, but now it was replaced by a white steamed bun. The yellow and white color was heart-stirring, and the softness was even more exciting than a woman's naoko.
On the side, there was actually a big chicken drumstick and a few tea eggs.
Not only was this no surprise, it actually made him doubt his life.
"You're not going to kill me, are you? Is this a decapitation meal?"
Zhu Yousong was trembling, his brain was churning instantly, and his skin and flesh were trembling continuously.
After a while, his eyelids rolled up and he fainted.
"What's going on with this kid?"
"Isn't he dead?"
The prison suddenly became busy.
It took a long time to finally wake him up.
"I was so nervous that I fainted."
The doctor said tremblingly.
This time, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
After a long time, Zhu Yousong woke up and shouted:
"Don't kill me, don't kill me-"
Only then did everyone suddenly realize.
The cell leader walked over and said with more respect: "Don't worry, you are still safe for now."
Zhu Yousong breathed a sigh of relief.
Soon after, he was surrounded by a group of people again. He changed his clothes and was no longer in the same embarrassed state as before.
Two days later, he even left the cell and moved into a mansion.
What surprised him even more was that his mother, Queen Mother Zou, and King Lu were also here.
"Mother, King Lu, what's wrong?"
Zhu Yousong was still confused. These days were like a dream, which made him doubt his life.
Zou was in his fifties, but now he looked like an old man in his seventies, with a haggard face.
But when she saw her son, she showed a smile:
"My son, I was only released in these two days."
King Lu, who was a few years younger than him, sighed and said helplessly:
"I heard someone say that King Yu restored Nanjing and has now proclaimed himself emperor."
"What?"
Zhu Yousong's whole body was shocked, and he felt a heart-wrenching pain for a moment.
As things stand now, isn't its greatest value its former status as emperor? Once lost, can you still live?
Seemingly seeing his confusion, King Lu continued:
"The Manchus seem to want to take advantage of your identity..."
"I?"
In an instant, Zhu Yousong suddenly realized.
When the south was lost and the Manchus were invincible, he, the emperor, was just like a dog that could be killed at any time.
But when King Yu becomes emperor, his identity can be used to attack King Yu's orthodox status.
In other words, since King Yu became emperor, his fate seemed to have been rewritten.
When he came here, he didn't know if he wanted to cry or laugh.
In the end, King Yu helped him!
On the other side, where the former Wu Qinghou Mansion was now the Zhou Residence, there was quite a bit of silence.
A thin woman, covered with a thin shirt, looked at the rockery with a sad face, a sad and beautiful expression that made people feel sad.
Zhou Xian hurried back and when he saw his wife looking like this, he couldn't help but said anxiously:
"It's windy outside, so we can't miss it."
"I know!" Zhu Yurao nodded, but the son of God did not move at all, and remained the same regarding the arrival of her husband.
"I know you are unhappy."
Zhou Xian looked at his wife, the former Princess Changping, with distress. He felt helpless.
How could she be happy as the princess of a subjugated country?
My parents and brothers have all passed away, and there is only one person left. If it were me, I would probably not want to live anymore!
"But now that you are pregnant, you can't go on like this."
Zhou Xian was extremely concerned.
"Um!"
The woman's mood improved a little, but she was still depressed.
Seeing this, Zhou Xian's heart skipped a beat, and then he said: "The news coming from the south recently is that King Yu has captured Nanjing and proclaimed himself emperor."
"King Yu?"
The woman was stunned, turned around and said, "Isn't Prince Fu captured? Why is there still Prince Yu?"
"I heard that it was a branch of Qin Fan who fought from Huguang. Wu Sangui and Hong Chengchou were defeated."
Hearing this, Zhu Yuyao showed a smile: "Why doesn't Wu Sangui die?"
For her, if Wu Sangui had been faster, Li Zicheng would not have broken through Beijing, and her family would not have died.
She is still the happy Princess Changping.
Seeing the woman's smile, Zhou Xiancai breathed a sigh of relief: "Perhaps for this reason, our family has also been rewarded!"
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