Aixinjueluo Fulin accepted the decree of canonizing himself as King Gong of the Ming Dynasty and Erzhasak Khan, and the Qing Dynasty was legally gone.
When history books are compiled in the future, the Qing Dynasty will be a small separatist dynasty inherited for three generations. The temple names of Taizu and Taizong will not be included in the history books. There are only the First Lord, the Middle Lord and the Later Lord, and Fulin is of course the Lord of the Qing Dynasty...
The empress of the Qing Dynasty is now happy to recognize his new father, so of course his surname must be changed. His father's surname is Zhu, how can his surname be Aixinjueluo? Therefore, when Zhu Cihong canonized him, he also gave him a new surname, Jin. His name was Jin Fulin, which sounded festive!
"Prince Gong, you have it..." Zu Kefa smiled and handed the imperial edict to Jin Fulin, then took the iron scroll of the alchemy book and handed it to Jin Fulin, "This is the iron scroll, only hereditary Only the noble lords have iron scrolls. From now on, you will be the iron king of my Ming Dynasty, and I will be Prince Gong from generation to generation."
"Okay..." Jin Fulin didn't know what to say, so he just nodded twice, took the imperial edict and the iron scroll with both hands, and knelt down in a daze.
My Qing Dynasty...is gone!
Bumbutai also knelt with her son, and she also had orders to receive. Emperor Zhu also prepared a title for her - Mrs. Guiming. If Jin Fulin behaves well, she can continue to be his wife. If Jin Fulin is unfaithful and unfilial...she, the hostage, will be in dire straits! Mrs. Gui Ming will have to become Mrs. Deming!
After the mother and son received the order, it was time to say goodbye... Bumbutai and Fuquan would be sent to the Shikefa camp, while Jin Fulin could leave Tianjin Wei directly.
Zhu Cixiang was very trustworthy and had given Shi Kefa an order not to allow him to send troops to ambush Jin Fulin - even if Jin Fulin would not hand over the city of Beijing, Zhu Cixiang still needed him to survive for a while, because his existence could avoid the remnants of the Qing Dynasty. The forces were unified by "Jin Duoduo" (Duduo).
Duduo is a more difficult opponent. He gave Shi Kefa and Prince Kong Dai a beating this time, mostly because Fulin himself wandered out of Beijing and let Shi Kefa surround Tianjin Wei. Now that Duduo has retreated outside the pass, it is not so easy to deal with.
Moreover, Emperor Zhu could not spare any time to deal with him because there was still a lot of territory to be digested in the pass!
Because the current capital of the Ming Dynasty is Nanjing, the territories of Henan, Shanxi, and Hebei (North Zhili) are no longer the heartland. If they are not renovated, they may become the Hebei rebel towns of the Tang Dynasty in the future. This is The consequences are endless.
Therefore, Zhu Cixiang's attitude towards the traitor separatist forces in the Central Plains was that he would never tolerate them!
It must be completely eliminated! Even if they surrender, they can no longer stay in the Central Plains. They have to be sent collectively to the northwest to serve under Wu Sangui... not as soldiers, but as serfs to help Wu Sangui's army cultivate the land!
Fan Wencheng, the king of Dingnan in the Qing Dynasty, was lying in bed feeling dizzy at this time. He didn't know that the Qing Dynasty was gone. He had been besieged in Liaocheng for several months. Shi Kefa ordered people to build a circle of earth walls around Liaocheng and eight artillery forts, surrounding the small Liaocheng fortress airtight.
Fan Wencheng also accepted his fate. All his cavalry and horse teams were wiped out by the Ming Dynasty's black gun and mule soldiers. What if there was still a few infantry left and they couldn't defend the city?
So since last winter, he has been guarding the small town peacefully, waiting for others to rescue him or for food to run out.
In his opinion, Liaocheng's city defense was still very strong, and the Ming army would definitely suffer heavy losses if they tried to attack by force. If we don't attack by force, it will be a siege. Liaocheng has a lot of reserves. If we save a little food, we can support it for at least a few years.
Even if the city is finally defeated, it will be a few years later... His body and bones may not be able to survive until then.
Because after the siege of Liaocheng, Fan Wencheng, who was not in good health, fell ill and had recurring fevers. There were no famous doctors and medicines in the siege, so Fan Wencheng's body became weaker day by day. His wife Kong Sizhen disliked him and never touched him, and now she would not come to his bedside to serve a sick old man. Moreover, Kong Sizhen recently gave birth to a girl, and it was too late to take care of her daughter. How could she take care of Fan Wencheng? Therefore, Fan Wencheng, who was bedridden, had only a loyal servant to serve him.
He can be regarded as a dignified vassal king, but he is no better than a common man! By this time, ordinary people would probably have a son who was filial to his bedside!
In the past two days, his fever has gone away and his mind has become clearer. He was lying in a room full of the smell of traditional Chinese medicine. When he was thinking about how many days he had left to live, the door was pushed open with a creak and he left. The person who came in was his old servant Fan Zhongjin.
Fan Zhongjin was very thin, with white beard and hair that were messy and uncombed. He was wearing a cotton robe and came in in a hurry, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the princess is here to see you... and she has brought Princess with her! "
Of course, Gege’s surname is Fan... her first name is Fan Xiaoyu.
Kong Sizhen had gained a lot of weight after giving birth, and her original clothes were all too small. She had no intention of making new ones, so she just made do with a green flag dress, which made her plump figure slim.
Behind her were two old ladies, one holding little Princess Fan Xiaoyu, and the other carrying a food box.
"Princess, you are here..." Fan Wencheng asked the old servant to help him get up from the bed, his sallow face filled with a flattering smile.
"Your Majesty, sit down." Kong Sizhen smiled, "Your Majesty, are you feeling better?"
"Better......"
"I asked someone to make some ginseng soup. It is made from thousand-year-old ginseng collected by the palace. If you drink it quickly, your health may be better."
What? Is there still a thousand-year-old ginseng in the palace? Fan Wencheng thought to himself: Why don't I, the prince, know this?
"Drink quickly! There is still something to talk about after you finish drinking."
"What's going on? Is it a war?"
Kong Sizhen nodded.
"Then I'll drink..." Fan Wencheng didn't think much and took a bowl of old ginseng soup from an old woman's hand that looked a little turbid.
It doesn’t look right! Fan Wencheng has been rich for most of his life, but what kind of ginseng soup has he never tasted?
"Drink quickly!" Kong Sizhen said softly, "After you finish drinking, there are still important things to talk about."
"Oh." Fan Wencheng couldn't help it. He said he was the prince, but in fact he was Kong Sizhen's prisoner. Although Kong Sizhen was young, she was very capable of controlling people's hearts. Her father's old subordinates all recognized her as the heroine, but instead regarded her as the heroine. Fan Wencheng was thrown aside.
So if Kong Sizhen really wanted to get rid of Fan Wencheng, it was just a matter of nodding.
But Fan Wencheng is not worried now, because Kong Sizhen just gave birth to a daughter - if she gives birth to a son, then he will be the crown prince of Dingnan, and Fan Wencheng can die...
After taking the ginseng soup and smelling it, it didn't look like it was poisonous, so Fan Wencheng drank it in big gulps. After a bowl of ginseng soup, Fan Wencheng felt a little dizzy and couldn't stand anymore, so he sat down on the edge of the bed.
He was afraid that he had been poisoned, so he quickly asked: "Princess, what was added to this soup? Isn't it poison?"
When Kong Sizhen heard this, he smiled bitterly: "Fan Er, now that things have happened, do you still want to drink poison?"
What's the meaning? Can't even drink poison?
"I gave you the sweat medicine!" Kong Sizhen said, "To tell you the truth, the Qing Dynasty is gone... The Queen Mother is just outside the city and is going to Nanjing!"
"What? What..." Fan Wencheng was so shocked that he couldn't speak clearly. At the same time, he started to feel sleepy, "You, why did you..."
Kong Sizhen said: "Why? Of course it is to hand over you, King Dingnan, and myself, the daughter of a guilty minister...so that all the soldiers in the city can live, and Xiaoyu can also have a way to live! As for Let's be companions on the road to hell!"
It turned out that Kong Sizhen had already seen Bu Mu Butai on the top of the Liaocheng city and knew that the Qing Dynasty was over!
However, she is also responsible and is willing to hand over herself and Fan Wencheng to any disposal, in exchange for the lives of a city's soldiers and her daughter Fan Xiaoyu. Because he was worried that Fan Wencheng would commit suicide due to fear of crime, he took Mongolian sweat medicine.
"You, you..." Fan Wencheng felt more and more anxious, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier...
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