"The conditions are not harsh, but if you don't agree, I'm afraid the clan will be exterminated."
Inside the Yangxin Hall in the Forbidden City.
Helin said with a sigh.
Now this Yangxin Hall is really full of people.
All the high-ranking officials, ministers, and generals of the Qianlong Dynasty are here.
Brothers Heshen and Lin, as well as generals Fukang'an, Hailancha, Mingliang, and Eldenbao - Fukang'an and Eldenbao were captured on the battlefield and have been sent back now, but There is a high probability that they will also go to Zhongdu with the respectful king Aixinjueluo Yongyan to enjoy the blessings.
"King of Obedience, King of Docility, General of the Conquest of the West. Hey, Old Seventeen, which one of us do you think will be the General of the Conquest of the West?"
Yongyan felt like lying down.
Yonglin smiled bitterly and said: "What a docile king, the general who conquers the west is just a rubber stamp. In terms of military affairs, the General Staff of the Capital is in charge. In terms of civil affairs, should I go to the eight generals of the camp to discuss politics or should I go to the Central Capital to be the obedient king? I feel comfortable being a hostage." ah."
Yongyan said helplessly: "Forget it, this is not a choice we can make. Anyway, we will do whatever others say. People under the roof have to bow their heads."
"That's right. It's a happy name to have a prince and be an official. Just be content."
Yonglin is no longer named Aixinjueluo.
The surname is Jin.
The Ming Emperor also gave him a name.
His name is Jin Sanxin.
This name means you can make a fortune as soon as you hear it.
It is said that Emperor Zhu was a man of calculations, and he might have calculated this name as well.
Jin Sanxin said: "Old Fifteen, your Jin Yongyan is quite good, it sounds much more pleasant to the ear, and our surname can make you rich as soon as you hear it."
As he spoke, Jin Sanxin picked up the scissors and said, "Old Shififteen, you are the elder brother, you come first."
"Are you really coming?"
Jin Yongyan frowned and grabbed his braid, looking a little reluctant.
"Of course I have to come. Cutting off the pigtails is better than cutting off the head."
Of course the braids need to be cut off.
How can you become Han Chinese without cutting off your braids?
Han people don't wear braids.
Jin Yongyan sighed and said: "That's right, this braid is actually not good. It's too greasy and it's inconvenient to clean. It's troublesome to wash it every day. If you don't wash it, it will easily attract dust. It's better to cut it off!"
After speaking, he looked at the Manchu ministers present and said, "Are your braids also oily?"
"Oil! Why isn't it oily? It's like lard."
"Hey, cut it, cut it clean!"
"Yes, yes, it's too inconvenient to have braids on the back of your head. It's better to cover your hair to avoid catching things."
"It's not good to have braids, but it's better to have a crown."
Jin Yongyan smiled and said: "In that case, let me go first, Old Seventeen, let's do it!"
When Jin Sanxin heard this, he didn't hesitate.
Walking behind Jin Yongyan, click.
The braid was cut off at once, leaving only a small amount of hair spread out and hanging on the back of the head.
Don't tell me yet.
Jin Yongyan touched the back of his head.
I felt a lot more relaxed for a short time.
Once the braids are cut, there is no big lump dragging them around, and my scalp feels much lighter.
It seems that this braid is really not a good thing.
Jin Yongyan turned his head and said with a smile: "Okay, my braids are clean. Now it's your turn. Come on one by one. It doesn't matter if you cut off the braids. After cutting off the braids, you have to change clothes. This prince of the Ming Dynasty What are you wearing, oh, python robe, this is better than this. Let me see what you are going to wear, oh, red official robe, so festive."
Jin Yongyan has decided to go to Zhongdu to be his obedient king.
The words are similar to those in a theater.
It seems that he is really going to lie down.
Cut off braids, wear Hanfu, and speak Chinese.
These three items need to be checked!
Kong Qingrong, Duke Yansheng, was personally responsible for inspecting the exams.
His ancestors were teachers, and invigilating exams is considered a traditional craft.
It would be best to leave this matter to him.
If you fail the inspection, you will have to become a foreigner and will no longer be a Han Chinese.
It doesn't matter if I'm not a Han.
After all, these people are not Han Chinese, they are all Tatars.
But not anymore.
If you are not a Han Chinese, you will not be able to become an official, and you will not even be qualified to serve as a soldier in the Xidu Division - even to be a soldier, you must pass the "Chinese test", otherwise you will have to become a herdsman or serf.
According to the "progressive route" designed by Emperor Zhu for the Manchu and Mongolian tribes.
Among the ten guards of the Western Capital Division.
The most numerous were serfs or herdsmen. The next level up were ordinary herdsmen, then there were ranchers and farmers who were allocated pastures or farms, and then officials at all levels.
The slaves are the "preparatory Han Chinese" who failed to pass the "Chineseization exam".
Only by becoming Han Chinese and obtaining status can you join the army, take imperial examinations, do business, and enjoy various rights of Ming subjects.
For this "Ming Dynasty Green Card", the warriors of the Ten Guards of Manchuria and Mongolia must really work hard.
Soon.
Everyone cut off their braids and put on official uniforms and black gauze.
Not a moment later.
A group of princes and ministers of the Qing Dynasty.
Suddenly, he became the prince and military attache of the Ming Dynasty.
This revolution is not thorough enough!
Jin Sanxin looked at a large group of red-robed generals.
He couldn't help but grinned and said: "Come on, it looks quite festive. The braids have been cut, the clothes have been changed, and the only thing left is to change the last name."
"Aixinjueluo's surname is Jin, and I will be called Jin Sanxin from now on."
"Good name!"
"Sounds good!"
“It’s easy to tell your name as soon as you hear it!”
A group of old Eight Banners who grew up in Beijing gave thumbs up and praised him.
Fukang'an took a breath and said: "The Emperor bestows the surname Fucha as a blessing. I think this is not a good choice. It sounds unlucky. King Meek is not as good as the one above. Please ask the Emperor to bestow the surname Fucha." "
"That's right. It's better to be lucky than to be lucky. This surname is related to future generations, so you have to choose an auspicious one."
"Fu is good! I also think Fu is good, Fukang'an is Fu Chang'an." Fukang'an's younger brother Fu Chang'an also agrees.
"Okay, this is all a trivial matter. The emperor just casually said that if you don't have a clear intention, you can choose whatever surname you want, as long as it is a Han surname."
"Also, in the past few days, the orders have been passed down. Everyone must change them, change them carefully, and change them to auspicious names. In the future, when we become Han people, we can also become a wealthy family."
Just when the former Eight Banners disciples in the capital were shouting about changing their surnames, changing their clothes and cutting their braids, it was very lively.
Tianjin.
Qianlong's residence, which was imprisoned in a house with a yard, was much deserted.
This morning.
The little eunuch Xiao Guizi carried a drawer of food, and after being inspected by the Jin Yiwei who was responsible for guarding Qianlong, he entered the house to wait on him.
After passing that initial stage, Qianlong was no longer bent on seeking death.
Because he was not convicted, he was simply placed under custody.
These days, even some veterans of the Qing court came to Tianjin to visit.
He also left some money for Qianlong and told Xiao Guizi to go out to buy some food and drink and take good care of him.
At this time, Qianlong, who had also cut off his braids, was reading the newspaper in the yard.
When he saw Xiao Guizi coming, he put down the [Ta Kung Pao] in his hand after school.
Then he saw a bowl of meat porridge, two tea eggs, a plate of pickled cucumbers, a plate of steamed whale meat, and a plate of boiled Chinese cabbage taken out from the bamboo drawer of the small cabinet.
They were all Qianlong's favorite foods - probably because he ate too much delicacies from the mountains and seas in the palace, this kind of simple food only whetted the old man's appetite.
"Long live my Lord, I bought this from a restaurant next door. You can try this. I heard that the steamed whale meat is the new signature of this restaurant!"
"Whale meat, isn't it expensive?"
Qianlong picked up a piece and asked.
"It's not expensive, it's steamed with whale meat jerky, and it only costs 50 cents per pound of jerky."
"Five cents is not cheap anymore."
Qianlong silently calculated in his heart and said.
This Ming Yuan is ten jiao or one hundred cents.
After all, the purchasing power of Ming Yuan is very strong now, so it must be divided into dimes, cents and other coin units for use.
Two kilograms of dried whale meat costs one Ming Yuan.
It's quite expensive.
It's more expensive than beef.
"Long live the meat, this is dried meat, not fresh meat. One kilogram after dehydration is much longer." Xiao Guizi opened the egg shell and said, "Just this meal doesn't cost a dime."
so cheap?
Qianlong took the tea eggs and began to complain in his heart again.
An egg in the Ministry of Internal Affairs costs ten taels of silver!
This bunch of dog slaves.
It’s too hard to get money.
This is where the bad things happened in the Qing Dynasty!
I finished my meal angrily.
Qianlong walked with his hands behind his back and asked, "Is there anyone else coming today?"
Xiao Guizi said: "I just went to visit. No one came to register to visit today."
Qianlong sighed and said nothing.
He didn't know what Zhu Daohua was.
I didn't kill him with a single sword, nor did I make him a king or anything like that.
Just keep it closed.
I don’t know what bad things are you holding back?
Just when Qianlong was thinking about it.
There were heavy footsteps outside the door.
I saw the door creaking open.
A group of soldiers walked in quickly and stood on both sides.
A young civil servant came quickly.
After meeting Qianlong, he was polite.
"I am Xing Yusheng, the Minister of Justice of the Ming Dynasty. I was ordered by the emperor to interrogate the former Qing Emperor Aisin Gioro Hongli!"
Xing Yusheng is also one of the three hundred old brothers, and now he has reached the rank of Minister of Justice.
He looked at Qianlong, smiled and said: "Old man, get in the car!!"
Qianlong took a deep breath, straightened his appearance, and got into a four-wheeled carriage with the help of Xiao Guizi.
"Master, where are you sending Wan...where are you sending this old man?"
"Go to Beidu!"
Xing Yusheng waved his hand, and the carriage quickly kicked towards the northern capital.
(End of chapter)
