"Where is Zhu Daohua now?"
At this moment, another army was walking north.
Qianlong sat on his dragon boat and turned to ask Eldenbao, the minister in charge of the bodyguard beside him.
"Back to the emperor, the army of the puppet emperor of the Ming Dynasty was repairing in Julu some time ago, and now it is almost at Baoding!" Eldenbao said hurriedly.
"It came so fast!"
Qianlong frowned and said.
"Is there no news from Shanhaiguan yet?"
Eldenbao shook his head, with a look of worry on his face.
There are tens of thousands of Eight Banners in Agui.
Now after some reforms of the Eight Banners.
The content of Han and Mongolian in the Great Eight Banners has been greatly increased, while the content of Han and Han has dropped a lot.
Of course the old Eight Banners like Eldenbao understood that the only people the Qing Dynasty could really trust were the Manchu descendants of the Old Eight Banners.
Only by ensuring the basic "full content", and more and more people have Tongtian patterns on their foreheads, can the loyalty of the Eight Banners be ensured.
"A few days ago, the Liaodong Corps of the Ming Army suddenly bypassed Shanhaiguan by water, occupied Qinhuangdao, and stationed troops in Linyu. Now I don't know what the situation is at Shanhaiguan."
Qianlong frowned when he heard this.
It is said that Qianlong was dilly-dallying in the pass.
In fact, I just want to see the situation at Shanhaiguan.
If Agui of Shanhaiguan could withstand it, then Qianlong would have the confidence to fight the Ming army in Shuntian Mansion and rely on Jiancheng. At least he would have to cover the old and weak women and children of the Eight Banners as they walked west. Otherwise, if the Ming army sent light cavalry to pursue them, they would be in trouble all the way. Going west is really bloody.
But now there has been no news from Shanhaiguan.
Now the Ming army is taking advantage of the navy to bypass Shanhaiguan.
This long coastline really cannot be defended everywhere.
"Let's continue to retreat north. How much rations will the Ming army have left?"
"Your Majesty, now the Han people in Zhili and Shandong don't have much food reserves. Moreover, we have collected grain for the fifty-ninth year of Qianlong, and have advanced land taxes for the sixty and sixty-first years of Qianlong, so Ni Ming must be There is no way to collect grain from Henan, Zhili, and Shandong!"
Eldenbao smiled.
Although I don’t know if there was a 60th or 61st year of Qianlong.
But this did not prevent the Qing Dynasty from making advances in advance.
After all, in front of hundreds of thousands of troops, who dares to object?
"Ni Ming's tens of thousands of troops and hundreds of thousands of civilians have to transport food from the rear. In addition, they have to rescue the victims. I'm afraid they will be in a hurry." Fukangan said at the side.
"In addition, the grain stored in the capital is also being shipped out, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to transport so much grain away in a short while."
"Burn whatever is unlucky!" Qianlong said calmly.
"How many Han people are there in the capital now?"
"Back to the emperor, there are Shandong regiment training, Zhili regiment training and their families, plus some original Han people, there are probably more than 800,000 people."
"More than eight hundred thousand." Qianlong frowned, "How much can you take away?"
"We can probably only take away tens of thousands of regiment training soldiers and their families. If we take others with us, we may not have enough food." Fukang'an said.
"If you don't have enough, don't take it with you. In addition, send people to drive all the people around Shuntian Mansion into the capital." Qianlong said.
Fukangan was stunned.
Then it dawned on me.
Qianlong is going to run away with his people.
But he was worried that Zhu Daohua would lead his troops to pursue him.
So now he wants to leave a city full of refugees and without a grain of food to Zhu Daohua.
We need to solve the food ration problem for so many people.
It was enough to keep the Ming Dynasty busy for several months.
And just thinking about it gives Emperor Zhu a headache.
If we were anywhere else, we would starve to death.
But this is the northern capital of the Ming Dynasty.
If dozens or millions of people starve to death.
Where should Zhu Daohua put his face?
How could Emperor Zhu, who boasted about loving the people like a son every day in the Riyuebao and Ta Kung Pao, have the face to face the people of the world?
If the Ming Dynasty wants to focus on disaster relief.
Naturally, it would be impossible to divide the troops to pursue the Qing army on the grassland.
The population of Beijing is increasing
Fan Baoyi came back from the barracks in the north of the city and frowned when he saw the streets full of homeless people.
Fan Baoyi is no longer a Baoyi, but a bannerman.
After experiencing the defeat of Jiangxi and Jiangning.
Fan Baoyi was lucky enough to save his life.
And he finally rose up from the lowest level of slave to become a slave within the Eight Banners.
Although they are all slaves.
But the levels between slaves and slaves are different.
At least Fan Baoyi, who has raised the flag now, is a first-class slave.
It is necessary for those Shandong soldiers in the north of Gaocheng to be at least two levels.
Fan Baoyi is now an official.
Now those Shandong regiment training troops have been reorganized into the Eight Banners Han Army under the Great Eight Banners. They are being trained. In order to disrupt and disperse them, they have been organized into various Eight Banners. They have to go up as musketeers to fight in line and shoot them - or how to say now Fighting is really a headache, and lining up to shoot each other is too immoral.
Fan Baoyi sighed and walked into a grain store.
When the worker at the grain store saw Fan Baoyi, he bowed his head and walked out with a low eyebrow.
"Master Jun, there is no food here, you'd better ask someone else for it."
"No food again?!"
Fan Baoyi frowned.
What a good thing!
As a member of the Eight Banners, Fan Baoyi had food rations.
Fan Baoyi married a Manchu widow named Guarjia - after raising the flag, Fan Baoyi was of course qualified to marry the Eight Banners as his wife.
And because the Manchus have died a lot in recent years.
Tens of thousands died in Liaodong.
Tens of thousands of people died in the northwest area.
Tens of thousands of people died in the war in the South.
Many people from the Eight Banners outside the Pass fled to the capital.
So now there are many widows of the Eight Banners in the capital.
Nowadays there are many widows and few men.
Therefore, even a former Baoyi slave like Fan Baoyi who carries the flag is still quite popular.
The Gualjia widow that Fan Baoyi married also came with two little Gualjia dolls and one in her belly. Fan Baoyi became a father without any effort, which is really gratifying.
But Fan Baoyi is not at a disadvantage.
The widow Guarjia had an old surname. Although she had little influence in the Eight Banners and little money, she had some connections and found an official position for Fan Baoyi - to reorganize and train the Shandong regiment. Got the boss.
The key is that they don't have to go south with the army yet, they are cadres staying in Beijing.
The benefits are still very good.
At least you won't go hungry.
But Fan Baoyi was not satisfied with marrying Guarjia, who was always in love with her. He also had to work hard outside and raised a sweetheart in Bada Hutong. The sweetheart actually got pregnant again - this is most likely to be Xiao Fan, not Xiao Xiao. Guarjia, so Fan Baoyi has to buy rice, noodles, vegetables and meat frequently during this period to support this sweetheart, otherwise Xiao Fan will be hungry.
But these days.
The capital is increasingly short of food.
This is already the third grain store Fan Baoyi has visited, but there is not a single grain of grain left.
It was impossible to buy food in the best place in the Qing Dynasty.
I don’t know if the imperial court can continue to operate.
Fan Baoyi shook his head and sneaked home quietly, preparing to grab some rice and noodles from home to support Xiao Fan Baoyi.
But he was discovered by little Guarjia.
"Mom, my queen is stealing food!"
A little Guarja suddenly started shouting.
"Stealing? Stealing what? Taking your own things is called stealing?"
Fan Baoyi panicked and hurriedly dropped the food in his hand and said hurriedly: "Hey, eh, eh, don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, what are you stealing, what are you stealing?"
"Then what are you doing sneakily?"
"this."
Fan Baoyi was speechless.
"What do children know? I am here to support my colleagues." Fan Baoyi said with a roll of his eyes.
It would be terrible if Widow Gualjia knew about Xiao Fan's dressing.
"They are all Han Chinese, why are you going to support them?"
This little brat is so rude when he talks.
Fan Baoyi thought to himself.
"Isn't this a food shortage in the capital? Many colleagues don't have enough to eat."
Fan Baoyi sighed and said.
What he said is not false.
Now there are more people in the city, but less food.
Many families have already run out of food.
At this moment.
On a mansion in the city.
At this time, the banquet was in full swing.
But everyone at the banquet turned a blind eye to the fine wine and food in front of them. They all looked sad, as if they had no love for life, as if their father had died.
Although there is no dead dadou.
But for these leaders who were originally from Shandong team training, it was almost the same.
Because after coming to Beijing, their military power was stripped away.
Forget it.
Someone got the message.
The Qing Dynasty is retreating to the grasslands.
These Shandong people, whose family property and children are all in Shandong, will inevitably be taken to the grasslands in the future, and may even have to go to the Western Regions, and will never be able to return to their hometown in Shandong.
Who can bear this?
Although Shandong people like to be officials, even if they rebel, they like to ask for help.
But they were not willing to just follow the Qing Dynasty to the Western Regions to eat yellow sand.
And if they go to the Western Regions, they will definitely not have the same treatment as they do now.
There is no guarantee that he will be incorporated into the Eight Banners as a wrapper in the future.
Not everyone is a fan of wrapping and likes to be a wrapping.
At least Duke Yansheng Kong Qingrong, who was sitting in the main seat, was not willing.
Of course.
It is impossible for Kong Qingrong to be a coater, but he certainly does not want to leave Han Dynasty.
If he stayed in his hometown, Emperor Zhu would definitely hold his nose and make him Duke Yansheng.
But now he was detained in the capital by Qianlong, and he might be taken to the Western Regions in the future.
Once you leave Han Dynasty.
He, Yan Shenggong, definitely has nothing to do.
deficit.
What a loss!
Think of this.
Kong Qingrong sighed.
This sigh.
The former Shandong tycoons present sighed one after another.
Others thought about their family's property and belongings, and the concubines of more than ten rooms were all leaving them.
I can't help but feel sad.
Tears streaming down my face.
All of a sudden.
Cries kept coming and going.
How spectacular.
That's when.
A young-looking scribe sitting at the end suddenly laughed.
Some people wiped away tears and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing? It's not funny!"
The man stood up, first bowed his hands to Duke Yansheng, and then sneered: "Young masters will cry until dawn, and cry from dawn to night. Can you find a future by crying?"
(End of chapter)
