"What? What did you say?"
"Your Majesty, the Qing Kingdom is gone!"
"The Qing Dynasty is gone? Really?"
"It's really gone..."
It was February 18th, the seventh year of Hongxing's reign in the Ming Dynasty. Emperor Zhu Da, who had just had a celebratory drink with the civil servants and military generals at the Yunlong Mountain Palace last night, came here today. He had just finished washing and had not had time to have breakfast. , I heard an incredible piece of great news.
The Qing Dynasty is gone!
How can we say that the Qing Dynasty will be gone if it is so big?
Didn't the group of people in the Military Advisor's Office say it would take ten years to destroy the Qing Dynasty? How long is it now? It’s been ten months since the war started, so why is it gone?
Emperor Zhu quickly asked: "What's going on?"
"Your Majesty, I don't know what's going on..." Huang Xiaobao, who came to tell Emperor Zhu the good news early in the morning, just shook his head, "Li Yan, Qian Qianyi and Zukefa are all in the palace. When we meet outside, Your Majesty might as well ask them in person!"
"Okay," Zhu Cixiang took a deep breath, "Quickly announce...let them come and have breakfast with me."
"My slave obeys the order."
Huang Xiaobao bowed and turned around. Zhu Cihong turned around and saw Jin Dongzhu, who had served him in bed last night and was helping him get dressed just now, standing aside blankly, with his mouth open and his single phoenix eyes staring, not knowing what he was thinking?
"Dongzhu," Zhu Cixiang said with a smile, "come have breakfast with me."
Only then did Jin Dongzhu react and gave Zhu Cihong a blessing ceremony. Emperor Zhu took her little hand and said cheerfully: "It seems that the Qing Dynasty really can't live without your father! But this matter has nothing to do with you anymore... You are now my noble one, An Xin I just have to have children, but I can’t lag too far behind Xu Erlin.”
Xu Ermo's cousin Xu Erlin entered the palace with Jin Dongzhu (referring to officially entering the palace). She is now pregnant, but Jin Dongzhu's belly has not moved at all. Hearing what Emperor Zhu said, Jin Dongzhu's fair complexion turned red, her head drooped, and her heart started beating wildly again.
These days, Xu Erlin is trying to preserve the fetus because he has lost a little blood, so the task of sleeping with him mainly falls on Jin Dongzhu...
Zhu Cixiang took Jin Dongzhu's hand and went to the dining room next to the palace together. Breakfast had been served. It was very simple, including white porridge, eggs, and a very strange kind of fried dough sticks, called eight-part fried dough sticks, which is similar to the eight-parted fried dough sticks. It doesn't matter, it's just like pinching four fried dough sticks together and frying them. Usually a fried dough stick has two strands, so it's eight strands... It's such a big pile on the plate, you can't even eat one in one meal. It is somewhat similar to the Qing Dynasty that suddenly disappeared now.
The Qing Dynasty was also so big! It’s too much to swallow...
Just yesterday, before Emperor Zhu and his ministers drank a celebratory wine (celebrating the victory over Dian), he received a battle report from Jiangbei Admiral Zhu Chunchen - not good news, but news of a setback in the siege of Suizhou!
The person guarding Suizhou is Xu Dingguo, who deserves to be killed with a thousand cuts. He is a local snake in Suizhou. He went off the road when the green flag was established and was sealed in Suizhou. After years of hard work, he has built Suizhou into a The independent kingdom of the Xu family.
Before Emperor Zhu sent troops to the Northern Expedition, this old man Xu also sent someone to secretly contact Zhu Chunchen, the Jiangbei Admiral of the Ming Army, and proposed a defection condition of "defending one state for the whole world", but Zhu Cihong rejected it.
Zhu Cixiang no longer accepts military traitors anyway. On the one hand, he has the strength, and on the other hand, it is also because he has no land to accommodate them. I don’t know how many people are watching that bit of land in the north! Where can I leave another share for the traitors?
As for coaxing him over first, and then settling the scores later... Emperor Zhu is honest and won't do this - he can't let a bunch of northern warriors under him serve as a returning regiment for nothing! Want land? Fight with all your strength!
But Zhu Chunchen's fighting skills don't seem to be very good. He commanded two divisions to fight against Suizhou, but they haven't defeated it yet!
In comparison, Wu Sanfu and Zhu Yujian were much more efficient. The armies commanded by the two men have cleanly defeated Ruzhou and Xuzhou, killing all the men in Bai Guangen and Liu Liangzuo's family! The heads of Bai Guangen and Liu Liangzuo were also placed in two beautiful carved boxes and sent to Yunlong Mountain in Xuzhou for people to appreciate.
However, there are still many strongholds of the Qing army in Shandong and Henan provinces, such as Dezhou, Liaocheng, and Anping in Shandong, Suizhou and Zhengzhou in Henan (where Geng Jingzhong is guarding), Henan and Hebei Daying, Luoyang, Hongnong and Huaiqing.
Some of these cities (strongholds) have been besieged, and some have not yet been attacked by the Ming army. It would probably take several months or even a year to capture them all.
And the Qing Kingdom suddenly disappeared... This was an unexpected change!
Just when Emperor Zhu was staring at a big pile of fried dough sticks in a daze, Li Yan, Qian Qianyi and Zuk Fa came in to pay their respects.
"Sit down, sit down, let's eat something together! Zukefa, you came here from Tianjin Wei day and night, right? You must be tired and hungry. There is eight-legged fried dough sticks here, let me give it to you."
Zukefa was indeed very tired. Tianjin is a thousand miles away from Xuzhou! He finished the race in less than three days and changed a few horses along the way. Can he not be tired? But he was not hungry, because he ate steamed buns and drank a large bowl of pheasant soup when he passed through Pengcheng (Xuzhou City) early in the morning.
But now that the emperor has given you a piece of fried dough sticks, you still have to eat them. Zukofa thanked him, and without using chopsticks, he directly grabbed a fried dough stick with his hands (I don’t know if it was washed or not?) and took a big bite. It was quite fragrant!
Zhu Cixiang also had an appetite after seeing it, but he couldn't be so rough, so he winked at Jin Dongzhu and asked Dongzhu to tear off a piece with his hands and give it to him.
"Kefa, tell me, what happened? Why did the Qing Kingdom disappear?"
Zukefa swallowed a mouthful of fried dough sticks and replied with a smile: "In response to the emperor's words, Fulin learned that Duduo was defeated in Deshengdian. He was so frightened that he did not dare to be the emperor of the Qing Dynasty anymore. He wanted to submit to you, the emperor. You He will take whatever title you give him, and he still wants to recognize you as my father and emperor!"
"Ahem..." Zhu Cixiang didn't expect that Fulin was so lacking in fatherly love that he actually made such a request. He choked on the fried dough sticks. Jin Dongzhu on the side saw this and quickly brought a bowl of tea for the Ming Emperor to drink - —If he accidentally choked to death, where would Fulin go to find Amma?
Zhu Cixiang quickly swallowed the fried dough sticks with tea, and then shook his head in confusion: "How could such a thing happen... Then is he willing to hand over Beijing and Tianjin?"
Zukofa said: "I verbally agreed...but I think this is a delaying strategy!"
"A strategy to delay the attack?" Zhu Cixiang asked, "Then I can't agree! Shi Kefa is still surrounding the Tianjin Guard, right?"
"Surrounded by layers of enemies!" Li Yan interjected, "It's hard for Fulin to fly away even with his wings."
"That's good!" Zhu Cixiang said with a smile, "I don't need a son now. If Fulin wants to survive, he should come to Nanjing and become Prince Gong...he is indispensable for glory and wealth!"
"Your Majesty," Qian Qianyi interrupted at this time, "I think you should accept Fulin, your son!"
"Really? But he is using a delaying strategy!" Zhu Cihong said.
Qian Qianyi said: "Your Majesty, we can use the plan to our advantage!"
"Following the enemy's plan?" Zhu Cixiang asked, "How to follow the enemy's plan?"
Qian Qianyi glanced at Jin Dongzhu, who was sitting next to Zhu Cihong and peeling eggs, and then said: "Your Majesty can ask Fulin to hand over his mother Bumu Butai!"
"This..." Emperor Zhu's eyes widened, "What do I want that Mongolian aunt to do?"
Zhu Cihong had already inquired with Jin Dongzhu that Bumubutai was an aunt, and she was quite fat, not good-looking at all, and she was also old.
Qian Qianyi smiled and said: "Your Majesty, of course this Bu Mu Butai is for people to see!"
"To whom?"
"Show it to the world, show it to the traitors in Dezhou, Anping, Liaocheng, Zhengzhou and other places!" Qian Qianyi said, "If everyone knows that Fulin gave away his own mother, then who will believe that the Qing Dynasty can have A day of revival?"
